Ginger
A/N: trying out a new ship! This had been in my computer for a while, but after another round of "Ginger-ness" I decided to throw it out there!
"How's it going there Ginger?" A pompous Slytherin remarked as I passed him on my way to Potions.
"Just fine dip-shit!" I remarked. I went to open the door to the classroom when a hand grabbed my shoulder. I hissed and threw the hand off without turning around.
"What did you call me?" He snarled, "Ginger?" He made sure to drag out the 'Ginger' part.
"I called you a dip-shit, although you probably didn't understand because you were to busy admiring yourself in the window reflection." I pushed off his hand again. I threw open the door and walked in without looking back. The door slammed and I heard someone curse.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry Harry!" I hurried back and help him unstick himself from the doorhinge. I brushed off his glasses and handed them back to him.
"S'ok Gin," he accepted the glasses, "Seen Ron?" I shook my head and went to choose a table. I had worked forever to get into Advanced Potions. I pulled out my book and kit. I carefully placed my vials on the table. A Slytherin Clone passed my table and hissed at me.
"Learning the native language of your cousin? I think you may have just got it down, or were you born knowing it?" I murmured to him not raising my eyes.
"Oh look at this vial? What does it contain? Oh, Ginger!" He shook the vial filled with, Ginger. "Look Carrot Top! Your cousin!" He plopped the vial back on my table and went to stalk off when Harry conveniently placed his leg in front of him. The Slytherin fell flat on his face and I made sure to laugh extra loudly. He picked himself up off the floor and spit at me. I pulled out my wand and flicked it at him. Enormous floppy bats attacked his face and he shrieked like a girl.
"Ms. Weasley, what has this gentleman done to deserve the Bat Bogey Hex?" Snape's silky voice interceded.
"Insults, Mr. Snape." As soon as I finished mocking him I slapped a hand over my mouth. Shit.
"Detention, Mrs. Weasley." I gasped. My mother will have a fit.
"S'ok Gin, your mum will understand." Harry whispered.
"Ginger's are people too!" I said as I stood up, "I have learned to overlook the House prejudices. Slytherins aren't evil, just ungodly cunning and smart. Ravenclaws are smart and help lots with homework. Hufflepuffs aren't the outcasts, they were put in Hufflepuff because the posses all qualities and deserve a House all there own. Gryffindors are good people, and I haven't met one that hasn't been scared to death at least once. Ginger's are like this too. We overcome prejudice and most of us don't care that our hair is red. I didn't care until I was made fun of for it." I paused.
" I personally think my hair is awesome. God gave us red hair not because he used up all his blonde, black and brown dye, But because we were to special to have these normal colors." I took a deep breath and continued, "We are the flame that heats the Earth." I nodded and sat back down. I set my vial of Ginger back up. I looked up and met the eyes of Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, and Slytherins. I packed my things and walked out before anyone said anything.
No one would call Ginny a Ginger again.
A/N: If only life worked this way. If only the comments could be stopped by a speech.
(Ginger and proud! 3) Thnx to meh friends for standing up for me when these incidents occur. Luv ya guys.