AN: Sooooooooooo sorry for not updating earlier. It's not my fault (completely). My PC was murdered by my cousin. DO NOT let children play with your pc, EVER.

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Thanks to all of you guys that reviewed. I'm grateful. No, really I am. Why don't you believe me? Why? Why I never walked away? Why I played my self this way? Now I see your testing me pushes me away (as you can imagine I am listening Linkin Park right now so don't mind me……).

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I know that Ginny's name is Ginevra but I prefer Virginia. So, let's all just pretend that her name is Virginia.

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Draco Malfoy was sitting at the Slytherin table, in the Great Hall, thinking about the conversation that he had with the Weaselette. He truly ought to start calling her like that again. After all she was still a Weasley. So, what if she had a nice body and was the first female that back talked to him? Okay. Just erase the nice body. She is a Weasley for crying out loud! And he is a Malfoy. Those two can't be good when put together. They have a bad chemical reaction, just like when you put Jobberknoll feathers with Knotgrass in the same potions. Never good. You might end up dead from serious loss of blood, from all the wounds that the explosion might cause. And that is if you are lucky…

But back to the matter at hand. She has to be treated like a Weasley nothing more. Now the only thing that he had to do was convince the others…

"The little Weasley has definitely changed. She is nothing like her dump ass brother. That boy will get himself killed with that big mouth of his. Of course it would be a bonus if I kill him." Blaize said with excitement in his eyes. He was sitting on his left and Pansy right across from them.

"Of course. But I don't care about the male one. He is just annoying. Nothing more than a stupid sidekick of a stupider boy who doesn't have a life. But the female one is interesting." Pansy replied mockingly to Blaise's wish at killing Weasely.

"Could you two stop talking about the Weasley clan? It's bad enough that there are nine of them in the world and the two younger are right across from here. Do I have to hear about them too? I even find Dumbledore's extended speech more interesting than your conversation." drawled Draco with boredom.

In truth he found the conversation more enjoyable, but they didn't have to know that. Apparently Dumbledore's speech was boring since all of the student were yawning or holding their heads already asleep.

Blaise was about to reply him, a look of pure amusement on his face, when Pansy cut him and motion for the both of them to look towards the Staff table.

It was right after the Sorting, when the professor got up to continue his talk, that every eye in the room fell on him. There it was. One of the biggest surprises. But what could it be? He had already announced him and the Mudblood as Head Boy and Girl. He shuddered at the thought of her as the Head Girl. 'So what could it be?'

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Virginia was pleased because of the conversation that she had earlier with the three leaders of Slytherin. Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Sex God, Prince of the House. Blaise Zabini was the second Slytherin Sex God on the list and Prince of Slytherin. Every one in their House respected them and every girl in the entire school wanted them. Thus they were on the list… And Pansy Parkinson had the brains the every other Slytherin(except Malfoy and Zabini) lacked.

And they treated her quite friendly, well as friendly as a Malfoy can treat a Weasley, but Zabini and Parkinson had started a conversation with her. She had a feeling that this year was going to be more interesting that she expected.

But right now she was trying to block out her brother who was talking about Quidditch for the past hour.

"Hey Gin. So how are you doing?" the Mudblood asked, trying to start a conversation. Virginia shuttered at her nickname.

"Good" Virginia replied.

"Nothing interesting over the summer?" she asked again. She was sitting across from her. Her brother on her right next to her and Potter on his right. She was thankful for not being able to see his face.

"No". she was trying to show Granger that she didn't want to talk with her, not now not ever. Weird though. Granger was supposed to be one of the brightest witches in this school and here she was not being able to take one simple hint like that. Oh! Right. Virginia is the brightest witch in this school. After all she was the one that was moved up a year. And any time now the announcement was going to take place.

"Oh. Pity. I, on the other hand, was very busy. I found some interesting books that could help me for this year's exa-"

"Tell me once more why are you telling me all these. Did I ask you? No. So why do you insisted on talking to me?" Virginia cut her with a look of boredom plastered on her face and a look of disgusted in her eyes that only an expert could see. Dear old Salazar taught her how to mask her feelings(not in person of course, but from a book, as usual). And she was very good at that.

The Mudblood was on the verge of crying, shock written on her face. Good. About time someone put her in her place, under the purebloods of course. And it was even sweeter that it was her who did it.

By now her brother had turned confused to look at the 'encounter', and so did Potter. And by the look of it they were going to attack her. 'Of course. We don't want to hurt Mudblood's precious feelings now, do we? Give me a break.' So she put a smile and looked towards them.

"Ginny, why did you talk to her like that? She was just trying to be friendly." Ronnikins said. She liked that name. It always made him angry.

Before she could reply, though, Dumbledore stood up to make the announcement. So she smirked and waited. He had already announced Malfoy and Granger Head Boy and Girl.

"Welcome new students. I hope you will get comfortable in time, if not already." He said with a smile. The Dream Team turned to look at him.

"Before the feast starts I would like to make an announcement. Actually, two announcements. First, I would like to introduce you your new Defend Against the Dark Arts teacher, Stephan Lacroix." A beautiful man with brown hair and eyes stood up. He had a very pale complexion, just like Malfoy. He couldn't be more than twenty five. But there was something dark, Virginia could tell.

No one was clapping. Everyone was looking at him, shocked at his 'perfection'. Virginia wasn't faced by his beauty, so she started clapping. One by one the students got out of the trance and followed . Soon the entire Hall was clapping.

The man sat down, smiling and staring at her. She stared back but was distracted by Dumbledore who continue talking.

"I hope that you will treat him nice. And now for the second announcement. It has come to the teacher's and mine attention that a particular student had gone exceptionally good in their O.W.L.s. We decided, therefore, to advance them a year. Ms Virginia Weasley is now a Seventh year student." She was smirking like a mad man by now. Ron had fainted when her name had been announced, after he had changed at least four colours. She was actually impressed at how fast he could change from pale to red, to purple, to green.

Now the entire School Body was looking at her. She didn't care. She just sat there with her arms crossed under her chest. She was looking over the tables when her eyes fell on Blaise Zabini who was smiling at her. He winked at her and she smiled back. She was about to look away when her eyes fell on Malfoy. He had a strange look in his eyes. His face was neutral but his eyes betrayed him. She could read them. After all she was very good at that 'game'.

Did she just saw acceptance? From a Malfoy? No way. But it was gone now. It was replaced by amusement.

A voice on her right made her to look away. "Ginny, why didn't you tell us?" Potter asked. He was leaning over Ron with Granger who was reviving him.

"Because I wanted to see the look on your faces." she said casually. In truth she was biting her inner cheek in an attempt to stop herself from laughing. Potter had a look of confusion on his face, Granger looked somehow mad at her and Ron, who had just woke up was looking at her in disbelief.

"How did you advanced? Not even I got that proposition and I am the top on my class." Mudblood asked the question that she wanted to ask badly.

"As you said it, Granger. The top in your class. Although you were the top because if you want to know Malfoy passed you for four point and Zabini for one. Also these marks are only for your class. I had the highest in the entire school. I did exceptionally well in all my classes as Dumbedore said. Face it Granger. You are not the brightest after all." How she enjoyed it!

"How do you know about my marks… and Malfoy's and Zabini's?" it was the only thing that she could ask from her shock.

"Because Dumbledore told me, after I asked him." she said shrugging.

"How much higher were your marks?" Potter finally spoke.

"Thirteen from your marks, Granger" she answered with amusement in her eyes. 'And here it comes!' she said inside her mind.

"But then, this means that your marks-" Granger was cut off by Virginia.

"Were perfect!"

"WHAT?" Yap! That lousy bastard was her brother who finally got out of his shock.

"You heard me Ron. Perfect. As in 'there is not a higher mark' or I would have got it…" Virginia said smirking. "Now if you'll excuse, I am going to my room. It's been a long day. 'Night." She got up and left the Great Hall. Every single eye was on her, but there were once again three particular pair of eyes, grey, blue and brown, that were thinking that there is more than meets the eye in Weaselette. And they were going to find out what exactly was that.

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I know it's not long. But it was a good place to stop, so don't beat me. Pweaze…

Also I'm still looking for a beta. As you already saw there were plenty mistakes that I couldn't see.

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