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CHAPTER TWO: The Letters

Lying in her four-poster bed with the red curtains pulled tightly closed Ginny laid her head against her feather pillow. She was thinking about the day that she still had to face. When she pulled the curtain open and looked out the window she saw that it couldn't be later than five but she knew she couldn't get back to sleep.

After she crawled to the bathroom and out again, she headed to her dormitory door when she saw a glint of white in the corner of her eye. She glanced over and had to do a double-take when she saw that the previously messy covers on her bed were straightened and a white envelope sat neatly on her trunk at the foot of it.

In two strides she was in front of her trunk, where she picked up and slit open the envelope. It took her a few times of reading to fully comprehend what the letter was telling her.

Ginevra,

Don't be so surprised at this, you knew it was coming. Your new identity, we mean. So to the public eye, little lion, you will use your full name. We will explain to you at breakfast, dinner last night was when we planned on clueing you in but it slipped our minds and we needed to make modifications on your 'costume' to make it perfect. Meet us at that ridiculous knight statue.

Draco, Blaise, Pansy, Theodore, Gregory, Vincent, and Daphne

P.S. Theodore was really quite pleased with your looks, perhaps another show will be coming?

Ginny blushed at the last question each time she read through it, she knew they couldn't really be serious but she still couldn't help herself. She was sure it was probably Crabbe or Goyle who added that piece, and was even surer that she would never be able to call them anything but their surnames.

The Slytherins were so much different than the other houses and they felt superior for it. She knew that the Hufflepuffs weren't likely to make perfectly fake emotions to protect themselves because they weren't smart enough, the Ravenclaws had the wits to do but wouldn't because they didn't have the guts to, and Gryffindor was too absorbed in helping others to even remember they had to protect themselves- that was something Ginny, or Ginevra now, never really understood about her house.

Ginevra sat looking at the letter a few more minutes before she hid it under her sheets and got ready for the day.

"Ginevra." Draco nodded at her and leaned against the wall, the others repeated his greeting, nodding at her in turns.

"Morning," Ginny walked up to them, ignoring the crazy knight challenging her repeatedly to a duel. "Well, what have you all got for me?"

Daphne chuckled quietly, "Impatient are we, or just curious? If it is curiosity then cats really are related to lions." Ginny merely rolled her eyes and looked expectantly to each student. "Fine, fine we'll dish out the updates."

"Well first off all credit goes to our one and only Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass." A small cough coming from Blaise made Draco look over at him and then he continued, "Oh fine, I suppose Zabini helped a little bit."

"Ok. Let's get to the point please." Ginny was sitting with her hands on hips and her eyebrows were raised in impatience.

"Ugh, your attitude is going to get old and fast. Now, we wanted to meet here to explain how you have to act before classes start." Draco was staring down at her as spoke slowly.

Gregory began explaining, "This act has to be true, you can't pretend to be this. You have to be arrogant. You have to be superior. You have to be condescending. You have to believe that you really are what everyone wants to be."

"Which you are, of course. What everyone wants to be, I mean. That will make your job so much easier to do." It was Pansy that reassured her.

"Anyway back to your new identity." Draco glared over at Pansy who just shrugged and leaned against the wall. "We decided not to make you be a girly girl like Daphne or a slut like Pansy. We wanted to make you someone that demands respect just by entering a room. We wanted to see you become powerful. But we don't want you to fall for your new costume. That was Voldemort's downfall he fell in love with his mask of power, superiority, and hate. That is why we are going to keep some things about you."

Blaise nodded in earnest and leaned forward as continued for his 'friend'. "Your compassion for the weak. Your mercy for the hurt. Your thirst for the death of Voldemort. Though we are keeping things you will also have to keep and nourish your dislike for mudbloods and muggles and your knowledge of knowing how much more magical you are than them."

Ginny couldn't help but laugh out loud at this. "So basically my whole life will be like playing dress-up?"

Theodore laughed and answered, "I like this girl."

Everyone else ignored her interruption and Goyle continued with a sly smile that Ginny didn't understand was for, "Only a few more things. You are going to have to hang out with us snakes of course. And your going to have to act like us, enjoy our ways of entertainment is what I mean to say."

Ginny knew it was Goyle who had sent that last part of letter and blushed a light shade of pink. Even though she was a little shaky she was able to mutter out a soft whatever to him.

"No blushing. It makes you look weak and inferior."

"Blaise it isn't something I can really help it you know."

"Learn to then."

"You are impossible."

"I try."

"I should have guessed."

"Ugh. You two are giving me a headache," Daphne was rolling her hands against her head in mock agony.

"Daphne I quite agree, maybe I can think of ways to get rid of yours and mine; maybe by adding pain to other places? That could make you forget about your head you know," Crabbe snickered and Daphne slapped playfully at his muscular arms.

Ginny shook her head and said in a shocked tone, "You guys are so different than the prudes of the school, also known as Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs- Ravenclaws aren't too bad."

"I know it's great. We have the school power, the money, the looks, and have the most fun. We're the gods' gift to mankind." Draco put on a smirk and gave a little bow to his audience who clapped and cheered.

"Do you want me to hex you?" Ginny was trying to put on a serious face as she laughed.

"Now, now, that's not polite little red. You know I think you are a gift to mankind too, just not the money part." Blaise answered for his other half with a matching smirk.

Ginny shrugged her shoulders and threw him a half-hearted glare and then shouldered her bag as she asked, "Breakfast anyone?"

The Slytherins nodded eagerly and Nott and Pansy stepped to either side of her, linking arms.

The houses, excluding Slytherin, turned their heads as Ginny walked beside the most powerful in the school- no longer linked together because of their emotionless masks.

"Is that a Weasley with them?"

"I bet they let her in because she a good bed warmer."

"Ugh… what makes her think she can act so above everyone else, what a bitch."

"Can you believe it? She's betraying our house so she can get some with them."

"I wish her big brothers were here. I want to see them blow up and embarrass themselves.

"Hmm… they seem to have found you quite interesting, last night was nothing compared to this, huh?" Nott had leaned over and whispered in her ear, making sure to keep his voice low and a smirk planted firmly on his face.

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do." Ginny continued her façade as she whispered quietly back to him.

"You're doing fine, just fine." Theodore said back, and then sat down at his house table with the others. Ginny stole a quick glance and noticed the Carrows watching with eager looks on her face as she sat down.

Next to the Slytherin table was the Ravenclaw seats where a small third year looking anxiously at her face and he finally asked, "Why are you there?"

Smirking down at him, feeling a sudden rush of power at her act of superiority, she drawled out, "I am sitting and eating."

The boy raised one eyebrow and then, as if he didn't care anymore, shrugged his shoulder and said, "I'm a Ravenclaw. Stop bullshitting me. I'm smart and even if you try to hide yourself I'll be able to see right through you."

"Mm… I see. What makes you think I'm hiding myself? I think that you should stop being so smart and get your little dick out of others business." Ginny was still looking down at the younger student.

The boy squirmed uncomfortably in his chair as Ginny continued to stare down at him expectantly, "Well… I mean… you're a Weasley… you're a Gryffindor… and um… you, you are… well you are so different now."

"Oh?"

"I mean… you just changed. A lot is all." The boy was messing around with his empty goblet as she interrogated him fiercely.

"So… what you're trying to say is that I'm a bitch, I'm a traitor, I'm a fake, and I'm just an all around awful person? Well you better watch your back." Without a second glance at the terrified third year she turned to her awed friends and started talking about schedules.

"Well shit man, remedial potions. Damn, I thought Snape was s'posed to favor us." Theodore was staring down at his paper in disgust.

"Well sucks to be you. I got put up a year in potions."

"Shut up you little Gryffindor monster."

"I think you need a tutor."

"I think you need to be quiet."

"I think I don't."

"You think a lot of things that are wrong though."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Don't."

"Too."

"You two annoying much? Gods, just shut up for once." Pansy said with a shake of her dark hair.

Later that night the Slytherin group sat together talking about classes, teachers, and other students. Daphne was looking off to into space. Blaise noticed and furrowed her eyebrows and asked, "You OK? You seem out of it tonight?"

Ignoring his question she shook her head and spoke quietly to them, "Does she know?"

"Do you mean does she know why?" Theodore wrapped his arm around her lower back and pulled her close, his other arm used its absent hand to grab one of hers.

"Of course I mean why you dipshit."

Blaise looked at one of the emerald banners hanging from the grey stone walls, and then he spoke slowly as if he didn't quite know himself, "I don't think so. She's obviously confused, we are Slytherins. She hasn't really thought much about our motives though. Draco and I are working hard to distract her. Should we try harder?"

Pansy, who had been leaning lazily against Draco's side on the soft silver couches, sat up quickly, shaking Draco's hands out of her hair as she spoke, "Yes! That's it! You're going at it the wrong way! You need to do something extremely crazy. Make her trust you and Blaise."

Theodore, Blaise, and Draco looked confused but Daphne caught on immediately, "You got to make her fall in love with you two, yes two. You need to make it so that she'll do whatever you tell her to! There won't be a why we're helping her question any more."

"And tell me, what happens when she finds out we don't love her back? Finds out we've been lying to her? She'll try to run back to the Gryffindors and they'll push her away. Snape and the Carrows will screw her over and she'll have no where to go. Face it, she'll be fucked majorly. When did our plan go from helping her to hurting her?" Blaise had his fists clenched in indignation and his baritone voice was full of emotion.

"Yours so dramatic. Gods you're worse than a girl. How will she find out? We aren't saying anything. Anyway it's possible you could fall in love with her too." Pansy was at the very edge of her seat in her excitement and Theodore scoffed at the idea of his two friends loving anyone else but each other and themselves.

"I don't know how to love," the seventh years had spoken in unison.

"Well…" the five looked at each other, none of them really knew how to love, they had never received any when they were younger or now. They're parents hadn't loved each other either; they all basically lived in hell holes.

Theodore looked down at his hands as he softly spoke his idea, "You two know better than us. You both love one another deeply. I mean, even if you don't you can act like you do to each other to her, and then she'll fall for it immediately.

Blaise and Draco exchanged glances and seemed to share an entire conversation with their eyes, they nodded once and Draco spoke for the two of them, "We'll do it. But we aren't sure if it will go well and we can't know for sure if she'll buy it as easily as you think she will. There's something about her… I'm guessing that that something is what will fulfill the prophecy if we don't stop it."

"Yes! Yes! YES! This is going to be fun!" Daphne was eagerly bouncing on her seat and flashing a genuine smile at the others.

Theodore looked towards the dormitories' doors and asked, "So you guys? Think Vin and Greg are done with that blondie from Ravenclaw yet?"

Pansy gave him an incredulous look and answered, "You're kidding me right? Last time they went on for a couple of hours, it's only been a good half hour since they started."

"Maybe I should join them… or go get someone else." He stole a glance around the cold dungeon common room but saw that all the good one had already been taken. "Pans you up for it?"

"You're so needy. But fine let's go to my room." They said good night to the others and headed to Pansy's room.

Daphne looked upset and sat sulkily against the couch. "Ugh… guess I'm going to bed alone." She slowly pulled herself up but was stopped by two pairs of hands, one pale the other dark.

"We can't allow that, now can we?" Blaise said in a low voice.

"We always have space for one more. Come with us." Draco winked as he and Blaise dragged an extremely lucky girl to their bed.

Ginny stared at the still sealed letter in shock, trying to figure out why he would have sent her a letter. She slowly opened the expensive envelope and thick folded parchment fell into her lap.

My dearest Ginny,

Please forgive me; I know I broke your heart. But I just wanted to tell you that I am just as heart broken as you are and I can not wait to tell you in person how sorry I am. Ginny, be safe so that I will be able to talk to you again. I got to go now, we are packing up camp.

Your love,

Harry Potter

HARRY FUCKING POTTER HAD SENT HER A LETTER SAYING HOW BROKEN HEARTED SHE WAS AND HOW HE WAS HER LOVE. She slammed her fists against the bed post and threw the letter into the flames burning in the Gryffindor common room.

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