AN- Set during 5th year, mostly AU
Disclaimer- I own nothing except the plot.

~ The New Slytherin ~

Ginny had been silent during the decent into the dungeons. But once they approached the wall entrance of the Slytherin common room she gently tugged on the sleeve of Professor Snape and looked up at him.

"Thank you Professor, for everything. I'm sorry if this is an inconvenience for you or causes problems in any way." She smiled softly, showing that she truly meant what she had said. And she did mean it, Snape was her favorite teacher over all of the others. He never treated her like she was fragile or unable to do what was asked of her. He was the only one who acted like the Chamber of Secrets never happened.

He looked at her for a second, trying to put together the right words to say. Neither scowling nor smiling.

"Ginevra." She was surprised that he had spoken her first name but kept silent.

"I was never sure what to expect of you when you had first entered my class. You were a Gryffindor so I did not know you, but you were also a Weasley and we both know how I feel about your brothers."

She nodded, knowing full well that none of her brothers had done well in potions, nor did they seem to really try.

"You have proven to be quite different from them. You do not crumble, no matter how hard the task and I admire that. You truly are one of my favorite students, and I am proud to finally have you in my house."

She tried to keep focus and remember the password, "veritas", as she followed him into the deserted common room. She was in shock and felt herself fill with warmth despite the cold surrounding her. At that moment she was soaring and nothing could change that. She regained composure and focused on making the blush disappear and looking indifferent, a look she had mastered that summer.

Snape told her to stop just inside the room as the wall closed back up behind her. He put his wand to his throat and Ginny covered her ears as he bellowed for all Slytherins of all years to come into the common room. Ginny took her hands away and put up her mask as the students all ran into the room as quickly as possible. She could see Draco, his silver blonde hair seemed to shine in the low light, and Blaise standing off to the side.

Snape pointed his wand at the fireplace and a roaring fire appeared, filling the room with light and Ginny saw everyone staring at her. She was still in her Gryffindor uniform and everyone could tell that she was a Weasley from her red hair. Draco looked quite curious as Blaise whispered in his ear.

"There has been a change," Snape began, causing everyone to shut up. "Miss Weasley, having been re-sorted earlier this evening, has been moved into the Slytherin house where she belongs." He said the last word with pride in his voice. Ginny tried not to let it go to her head.

"You will treat her as a Slytherin, and if I hear otherwise I will give each of you a months worth of detentions with Mr. Filch and myself and it will not be pleasant. Is that understood?"

Ginny watched as everyone nodded, Snape glaring at them as if daring them to misbehave. He then looked back at Ginny.

"That door," pointing behind him at an old oak door with wrought iron hinges. "leads to my rooms should you need to find me. If it is not important wait until I am not asleep. Now follow me."

He turned and walked towards the archway all the students and ran out of. The crowd of students spread apart so they could pass, a few seemed to be biting their tongues as she passed but she ignored their glares and kept her head held high. She was still in a good mood and wouldn't let them spoil it.

The archway seemed to be a long corridor with eight hallways on each side. The first two hallways were the boys bathrooms down the left, and the girls bathrooms down the right. The next were year one dormitories, boys on the left and girls' on the right. It continued until they came to the sixth halls and Snape turned down the right one. Ginny noticed silver plates on the doors with every occupants full names and years engraved into them. She found this funny since Gryffindor didn't do that.

Coming to the end she watched as the blank wall suddenly produced a door with a silver plate on it.

Ginevra Weasley

5th Year

Prefect

"It seems that the Headmaster has found a replacement for my recent prefect opening. I believe you will do well, do not let me down." He looked at her intently, with no scowl on his face. She nodded and he turned on his heal, leaving quickly.

Taking a deep breath, Ginny opened the door and closed it quickly behind her. She let her bag fall to the ground and stared at her room in shock.

Straight in front of her was a small, lit fireplace with a painting of a thestral, that she had herself painted, hanging above it. To the right was a four posted bed with dark green hangings and black sheets; her trunk lay at the foot of it. Next to it was a large ebony wardrobe. To her left was a door leading to her bathroom no doubt and next to that was a large desk. She walked over to it and saw a note lying there.

Ginevra,

Students do not usually get their own bathroom, nor their own desk in their rooms. However, you need a safe workplace to study for your OWLs and your room seemed too empty without it.

Your new uniforms are in your wardrobe and I took the liberty of hanging your painting. It is quite good and seemed to fit in your new room.

As you have most likely noticed, you are now a Slytherin prefect. With that comes a deep responsibility and I hope you do not abuse such powers. You are able to take away points and assign detentions (though those are to be accepted by your head of house) however you may not do so to any other prefect. Please tread carefully my dear and do not act irrationally, it may cause problems for you should you let your authority consume you.

Good luck in your new home. If you need anything do not hesitate to come see me.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Ginny sat down in her desk chair and smiled, holding the note tightly in her hands. She re-read it and focused on two words, new home.

She felt so happy.

"I'm home."

"She's one of us now." Blaise said calmly as he leaned against Draco's bedpost. They were the only occupants of the room, having been made prefects, Snape gave them a room to themselves with a fireplace, desk and their own bathroom. Then again having your father be Lucius Malfoy hadn't hurt either.

He looked down at Draco who was laying on his bed looking at the ceiling; lost in his thoughts. Blaise chuckled for he knew that Draco no longer had an excuse to not like the Weasley girl.

She was beautiful, especially since she did not inherit the ginger hair like her family. Hers was like blood, pouring from a fresh cut. She had soft creamy skin and even her freckles did not take away from her beauty. She was only a few inches shorter than Draco and himself and her body was perfect from what they could tell. Last year she had worn a hideous dress at the Yule ball but it had showed off her long, toned legs and arms, small waist, soft curved hips, and budding breasts.

"Maybe she could play chaser to replace Pucey. He's terrible, and she seems to be the right build for it. If she can even fly."

"She can fly," Draco yawned. "She plays with her brothers. I remember them talking about it in class last year. "

"We'll take her to practice tomorrow then." Blaise walked over to his bed and flopped down on top of the covers. "Then maybe we could run over and snog Harry Potter." He said quickly, checking to see if Draco was still awake.

When Draco didn't answer, Blaise laughed and then yawned before closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

Yes, I know its short, but the next chapter will be much longer, I promise.

So she's a slytherin and a prefect, wonder if she'll let it change her, you'll just have to wait and see muahahaha... :D

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