A/N: Hey people! I guess I decided to write another chapter today! So here ya go. Like i always say, read, enjoy, and review!

Ch. 7

A thin strip of sunlight shone on Ginny's face as she slumbered. The morning got later and later, while the strip of sunlight moved across her face, soon it was right on her eye.

Ginny stirred, as she awoke from her dreams, and was almost blinded as she blinked. She grunted, rolling over, to hide her face from the sunlight. And she tried to go back to sleep. Ginny tossed and turned in her bed, trying, but failing miserably to fall asleep again. She sat up with a grunt of indignation, her hair a tangled mess. She looked over at Jernia, and found that she was already up and about.

"You never told me you were an early riser." Ginny grumbled as she climbed out of her bed, heading to her dresser, to grab some clothes.

Jernia took one look at Ginny and said, "I take it your not?" Ginny just glared at her, making Jernia chuckle.

"I'm going to go take a shower; I'll be back in a few." Ginny mumbled walking out of the room and down the hall to the restrooms. Then realizing that she hadn't shown Jernia where they were the evening before, she ran back to the room. "Do you know where the bathrooms are?" She asked, huffing a little.

"Yah, I figured it out." Jernia answered, and then looked at her clock on the dresser. "Ya know, the schedules say that breakfast is at 8:00 a.m. Did you know that?" She asked conversationally.

"Bloody hell." Ginny whispered as she sprinted back down the hall to the restrooms, and took a power shower, because it was already 7:30. Ten minutes later Ginny was running back into the room. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a plain dark-blue t-shirt, embroidered in light blue, furiously brushing her wet hair. She grabbed her wand and did a simple heat spell, drying her hair, before she whipped it up into a pony tail. Then she rummaged through her stuff looking for her books.

Jernia just stared at her, while she sat on her bed with her books sitting next to her, and a sheet with Ginny's name on it in her hand. Ginny was still looking frantically through her trunk, when she realized, she didn't even know what classes she was taking yet. She stopped and looked at Jernia. Jernia just looked back at her, calmly, her face showing nothing.

"Jernia you said something about your schedule. Would you have had any chance of seeing mine when you were getting ready?" Ginny asked desperately. Jernia just looked at her, then giggled, as she handed Ginny her schedule. She quickly looked it over, and groaned loudly. "You have got to be kidding me!" She slapped the paper onto her bed and rummaged through her trunk again.

"What? What class do you have first?" Jernia asked.

"I have-"Ginny threw a book onto her bed. "I have Potions first, with the Slytherins!" Jernia gave Ginny a sympathetic look. "And its not just any potions class, its 7th year Potions!" Ginny's voice was nearing the point of yelling in fury. Ginny got a hold of herself, as she looked in her mirror. Seeing she looked, ok, she turned to Jernia.

"What do you have first?" She asked as she threw her Hogwarts robe over her shoulder, and grabbed her books.

Jernia glanced at her schedule also. "I believe I have care of magical creatures." She said, picking up her own things. They both walked out into the hall, and down the stairs.

"Oh, well, that's a pretty cool class. But you might want to watch out for the creatures Hagrid brings to class." Ginny looked at her watch. "Shit." She muttered under her breath. "Its 8:05, if we want any food, were gonna have to hurry."

They rushed through the corridors, and reached the Great Hall by 8:10.

"Wow that was like, gasp record time for getting here, gasp all the way from Gryffindor tower." Ginny exclaimed, as she tried to breathe. Jernia just gave a half hearted laugh, as she breathed deeply also.

Ginny and Jernia stood there for a few seconds, before Ginny stood up, straightening her already worn clothes. She opened the door, and Jernia and she walked over to the Gryffindor table. Ginny sat next to Hermione, while Jernia sat by Harry. They all made small talk while they ate. Ron just listened because he always had a large amount of food stuffed in his mouth.

Breakfast was coming to an end, as Ginny glanced down at her watch, and gasped, choking on the piece of muffin she had just put in her mouth. It was already 8:55, and potions started at 9:00. Today is just not my day. Ginny thought as she remembered getting up late, and all. Hermione looked over at her. "Are you ok?" She asked, looking semi-worried.

Ginny croaked out a 'fine', as she took a big gulp of her orange juice. "I've gotta go! My first class starts in five minutes!" She quickly got up from the table. "Jernia I'll probably see you at lunch," Ginny said to her friend, then added, "and if you need help finding any classes just ask Hermione here, she can get you there." With that she pulled her robe on and strode out of the Great Hall with her books in hand.


Why does crap always happen to me? Ginny thought, as she ran down the dungeon steps. I cannot be late! I hope Snape is having a good day, not an off day... She sprinted down another cold corridor and she turned the corner, right before the Potions classroom. Slowing down to a fast walk, Ginny tried to catch her breath. She walked up to the doorway and slipped in as quietly as possible, taking the last seat open.

"Ms. Weasley, nice of you to join us." Snape sneered at her. "We were just discussing how I would not tolerate tardiness in this class. Would you care to explain why you are late?" He asked, with a slightly smug expression on his face, realizing she didn't have an alibi. Ginny was silent, as her ears turned scarlet. "Thirty points from Gryffindor don't be late again, or you will be thrown out of my class in an instant." Ginny glared at her shoes indignantly, as Snape continued in discussing the class syllabus, and the importance of 7th year Potions.

The person next to her whispered, "What a wonderful show Weasel really brilliant." Ginny risked a glance over, and saw Blaise Zabini smirking at her.

"Shove off." She whispered back. Blaise smirked even more.

"Really? You know if I could I would, but it seems that all other spots are filled. So I have to sit next to you and your filth." He said, glaring at her tattered books and robe.

"You-"Ginny began, louder than she would have liked. Snape whirled around.

"Ms. Weasley, have you something to say to the class?" He asked, glaring at her. Ginny looked around, realizing that she was the only other student from another house, when she saw the smirks on the Slytherins faces around her.

"No." Ginny mumbled, looking at her hands.

"No?" Snape mimicked, questioning her as to what she said.

"No." Ginny said, a little louder than before.

"Are you sure? Because I believe you just interrupted my class, again." Snape gestured around the classroom.

"Yes professor." Ginny answered tightly, finally looking up at Snape defiantly. Snape took her answer and continued class, after taking another ten points.


Draco watched from his seat off to the right and in the back, as the Weaslette slipped into class, and sat next to Blaise. He smirked. Boy was she going to have a rough time in class, he thought as Snape took points from her.

A couple minutes later, he could here Blaise whisper something to her and she replied viciously. Draco glanced at Snape; he seemed to not have noticed. Then Blaise said something that obviously upset her, and she started to speak loudly when Snape caught her again. Wow, she Weasel is getting it bad today. Draco thought, as more points were taken from her.


For Ginny, the class couldn't have ended any faster. She gathered her books, and quickly got up. She was just about to walk through the door when she felt pressure on her foot, and she fell forward, dropping her books in the process. Reflexively she put out her hands to stop her fall, when she realized, she hadn't hit the ground yet. She quickly opened her eyes, and she looked up into deep blue ones, they twinkled at her amused. Ginny sat there staring into the eyes.

A second later she realized that it was Blaise Zabini who had stopped her fall, and she jumped out of his arms, which had circled around her waste when he caught her. Blaise smirked at her, and watched as she bent to grab her books, before she walked quickly up the corridor her face flaming as red as her hair.

Ginny could here Pansy Parkinson ask why Blaise had caught her, Blaise wouldn't answer, and she could feel his eyes follow her until she turned the corner. But because she was so flustered, she hadn't realized that there was another watching her departure.

A/N: Ooooo, kind of a cliff hanger, I think i'm gonna end all my chapters like this, it'll make them very interesting! lol, review!