A/N: 6/7/06..i just found a load of errors in my chaps which ticks me off because that means somethings messed up with my microsoft word...grr..so im trying to correct a few things that i thought were already fixed...im trying...-manda
Chapter 2 Ginny is…Weaslette…book-worm…
He woke up in his green silk sheets, after having the same dream he had had for the past year. His eyes darted round the room, searching for it. He stood and went to his chest, there, on the lid, sat a rose. It was as black as Hell's fire and velvety soft like an angel's wings. He touched it and let a soft sigh of completion fall from his lips. Looking at the planets in the clock on the wall in the private room he shared with Blaise Zabini, Draco Malfoy went to take a cold shower, and then he would become Slytherin's Ice Prince once again.
She walked into the Great Hall ten minutes before breakfast and went to see the Headmaster. Albus Dumbledore was sitting at the Head table,
'Is he wearing periwinkle pink robes with talking, fluffy, bunnies on it?' Ginny asked herself as she went to meet him.
'I guess so.' She answered her own question.
"Miss Weasley, what can I do for you this morning?"
"Morning Professor," Ginny said, "I've been wondering for some time if it would be possible to, well, be resorted?" 'That sucked, it sounded so much better in my head. Now I'm never gonna be in Slytherin!'
The Headmaster had a twinkle in his eye as he asked, "Miss Weasley, is there some other house you would prefer to be in than Gryffindor?"
"I believe, Professor, that I have finally come to terms with the hat's original decision. I also think that I have found myself, that I know who I am, and I need to know where I belong." Ginny finished stubbornly and determined to be resorted. "Professor, would it be possible to, instead of just resorting me, resort the entire school? I mean people change and it would help the inter-house relationships. You don't necessarily have to do everyone at once, just over the course of a student's time here they should be resorted sometime. Oh, I don't know but please think about it." She looked at the Headmaster to find that he was wearing one of the silliest grins ever.
"Miss Weasley that is the most brilliant idea I have ever heard! I will talk to the Heads of Houses to see what they think. You should know tomorrow of our decision."
"And by the way, I absolutely love your robes Professor!" Ginny smiled at the Headmaster and then took a seat at the end of the Gryffindor table.
Draco Malfoy watched as the smile grew on Dumbledore's face as the Weaslette talked to him. She smiled at him and then went to Gryffindor's table. There weren't very many people in the Great Hall yet, most of the school was still asleep. Draco snapped out of his daze to find that the littlest weasel was gone. It was Friday, meaning he had Double Potions with the Gryffindors. The year had just started and he still hadn't gotten used to his sixth year of Golden-Hell. He finished his breakfast and went to class early. He sat there reading 531 Rare and Deadly Potions Ingredients when the Golden-Trio came in.
"Oh look 'Mione we must have come to the wrong room, the other future Deatheaters will be turning up for their meeting soon, right Malfoy?" Ron Weasley spat. Draco responded by yawning and turning a page in his book. Harry Potter, ring-leader and the boy-who-lived, said
"Now Ron, you know Malfoy isn't a future Deatheater, he's been a loyal servant for years!" Professor Severus Snape chose that moment to make his presence known.
"Thirty points from Gryffindor for provoking a fellow student to fight!" Professor Snape growled at the Potter boy, no one noticed the look of disappointment that flashed across his features before disappearing behind the usual scowl he wore. The Boy Wonder stomped to his desk with his side-kicks trailing him. The rest of the class began filing in to the room.
"Today you will be taking a written exam; you have not covered all of the material in this test but it will determine what you need to learn and if you deserve to stay in this class. This test will also tell us what level classes you should be taking. I believe you will have a test like this in all of your other classes. I suggest you actually try to do well on it." He said the last bit to Ron, who was busy talking to Harry Potter,
'At least Granger looks like she's trying to pay attention.' Severus thought to himself.
"You may begin when you get the test, and there is to be no cheating at all, do I make myself clear?" this time the professor was looking at Hermione Granger, Hogwart's reigning know-it-all. Everyone mumbled a yes and then began the test. Three-hundred-sixty-nine questions later, Draco Malfoy handed his exam into Professor Snape and then returned to his book. Not long after, Hermione Granger handed her test in as well. The bell rang and there was a chorus of groans as students tried to finish their tests. Draco collected his things and headed out of the class as Snape was telling the others they could finish the test after their last class. "If this test is not completed I do not want any complaints on how you were held back a year in Potions." Was all that Draco heard as he went to lunch. After lunch was Care of Magical Creatures, Draco hated to admit it but he was growing rather fond of that class, and that big oaf, too.
Ginny skipped lunch to get to Transfiguration early. "Excuse me, Professor?" Ginny said to get Professor McGonagall's attention.
"Yes, Miss Weasley?" the professor asked as she looked up from her desk.
"When I was doing that Animaigus essay I noticed that no one has ever been able to maintain a half-change. Why is that?"
McGonagall took off her spectacles to look at her pupil properly. "Well Miss Weasley,"
"Please Professor call me Ginny." She interjected sweetly.
"Ginny, a wizard's chemical structure does not allow one to perform a half-change. There were only a very few people who could perform the change during the time of the Ancients, and not much is known about those who could. The chemical structure of our kind today does not allow an in-between form. You must go one way or the other. Those who have managed to stay in-between were only able to do so for a matter of seconds, and they were permanently altered. All of those who have tried are now in St. Mungos. I'm sorry Miss Weasley, but a half- change is no longer possible." McGonagall finished gloomily. Ginny went to her seat and waited for class to begin.
"Class, today we will be reviewing as I am giving exams to my sixth and seventh years, you will be taking them next year in all of your classes so I suggest you pay attention.
'This stuff is so easy,' Ginny thought, and began doodling on her parchment, ignoring her professor. At the end of class McGonagall asked her to stay behind for a moment. "Miss Weasley, I was told Severus asked you to take a test for him and I would like you to do the same for me, if you wouldn't mind. I have no doubt all of your teachers will ask this of you."
"But Professor, why am taking these tests I thought it was only sixth years and up?"
"It is, but you are a truly exceptional student, and to be honest I think you should be in the same grade as your brother. I still don't understand why they held your entering Hogwarts off a year." she said the last part to herself but Ginny heard it all and didn't know what she was talking about. As she walked to the common room she got angrier just thinking about her family lying to her and holding her back. After dropping off her Transfiguration books she got her Care of Magical Creatures things and headed back down to class. On her way outside she saw her brother pick up a rock and throw it at the back of Draco Malfoy's head. Ginny reached towards the rock and it changed directions and flew into her out stretched hand. When she had the rock she yelled "Twenty points from Gryffindor!"
"What? You can't do that Ginevra!" her brother yelled.
"I bloody well can, Ronald, I am a prefect who just witnessed someone attacking an unaware student. Be thankful I didn't take more, Brother." She spat the last part with distaste remembering what she had just heard from her professor. Ginny had marched to her brother as she was yelling and she now stood right in front of him. "Malfoy, he didn't throw anything else at you before I got here did he?"
"Nah, he didn't Weaslette, but thanks for asking." He smirked at her. Ginny looked back to Ron,
"Now, brother, I have to get to class, if I ever hear of you doing something like this again, and I know that you two went along with it," she said looking at Potter and Granger, "I will not only allow the student you were intending to hurt, hurt you instead, but I will also personally escort you to Professor McGonagall." She looked hard at her brother and his friends, "Is that clear?" Hermione nodded her head while the boys glared at the ground. "Good. Now get to your next class before I take more points." Ginny was headed to class when she heard him, "Thanks for the assistance, Ginny." She stopped walking and turned around, but Draco Malfoy wasn't in sight. No, he was sitting in the Slytherin Dungeons thinking about the one he lost so long ago.
Ginny continued to class and apologized to Hagrid for being late. When the bell rang signaling the end of classes, Ginny stayed behind to help Hagrid collect all the miniopars they had been working with. When Ginny got to the Great Hall for dinner she was shunned to the end of the Gryffindor table, though truth be told, she didn't mind. Ginny looked to the Head Table where Dumbledore was standing to make an announcement.
"Attention!" the Hall silenced immediately. "Starting Monday, we will begin something that has never happened at Hogwarts before, on Monday the resorting of the school begins!"
A/N:a miniopar is like a miniature leaopard...think the size of kittens only they are full grown...sharp teeth and claws...thw whole nine yards..just really tiny...please read and review it mean a lot to me..i like to know what to fix or have some input...thanks-manda