"Good luck, little roux Ginny! Sretno!" Elizabetha practically screamed after Ginny, earning her the angry glares and hushings of many of the Slytherins around her in the common room. As did Luna and Peter earn when they joined in, also yelling encouragement, shortly followed by quite little cheers from the others, as well.

"Yeah, knock em dead!" Peter yelled.

"The nargles and I wish you luck as well." Luna crooned.

"Break a leg, Gin." Mina said, and Draco muttered mostly undecipherable, but sounding suspiciously similar to "Yeah, luck, weasel. Hope you get Slytherin."

As she stepped out into the outside corridor and the wall slid shut behind her, she heard Elizabetha shriek with laughter and tell her she'd better not be a Ravenclaw, because Luna was the only good one, and it would just mean bullying again. Something Ginny actually agreed with. All the houses had some competition going on within, but by far Ravenclaw was one of the cruelest. They seemed to squabble and push each other down at every opportunity, determined to be the smartest, even at the cost of someone else's failure. Although she also had the sneaking suspicion that Elizabetha would actually have liked that competition, if not for how Luna suffered. She seemed to take personal delight every time she saw someone else being bullied, despite protecting her own and never doing any bullying herself. Really, Elizabetha was a weird mix between being nice and being downright evil.

She kind of reminded Ginny of the twins.

Ginny finally reached the headmasters office, or at least the staires leading up to it. Seriously, what is with the stairs in this castle? She wondered as she caught sight of Professor McGonagall waiting for her at the base of said stairway, looking impatient and annoyed. Why so many? And how the heck does Crabbe stay so fat with how much exercise he must get?

"Miss Weasley." McGonagall greeted her, looking more then a bit put off. Probably still upset by Ginny's request to be resorted. She'd practically jumped when Ginny first asked, and looked suspicious when she had listed all her reasonings. It had made Ginny remember how she had broken Elizabetha's quill in their first transfiguration lesson, and just given her more reason to do what she was doing. She didn't want to be in a house with such an unfair teacher. Even Snape only picked on students if they had actually done something wrong. "Just follow me, please."

And up the many stairs they went. McGonagall seething and trying to figure out a way to keep what was happening from happening, and Ginny trying to overcome her dislike for the woman walking up the stairs ahead of her. Both failed, in the end. The hat was still set on Ginny's head. And Ginny could only think of the way Elizabetha had nearly cried on the way back from that class.

xXx

Well well, what a surprise! A Weasley not satisfied with their sorting! A voice boomed and echoed in Ginny's head. That had been twice this year, and she still wasn't getting used to it.

Yes, I know. What Weasley wouldn't be happy to be in Gryffindor? Just me, of course. Well, please get on with it.

Get on with what? Nothing is going to change!

...What? Ginny asked in her mind, inwardly panicking.

You heard me. Gryffindor suits you best.

You won't resort me? But...but I'm being bullied!

So? Everyone is bullied. Do you think the bullying would go away if you were resorted into Slytherin, like you want?

Well...

You know it's wouldn't. You know it would get worse. You'd be a snake with red hair, and you'd be bullied on both sides.

But! Elizabetha would help me with the bullies! And all my friends are there!

Yes, yes, Elizabetha would help. Which is precisely why you wouldn't fit in there.

That doesn't even make sense!

Do you think Elizabetha trusts you to take care of her like you trust her to take care of you?

What? Of course she does! Ginny mentally snapped, glaring so ferociously at the visible brim of the hat that McGonagall took a tiny step back,

That right there. The hat answered. That is why you won't fit in at Slytherin. Elizabetha no doubt cares for you, but she doesn't trust you, and you didn't even notice. And trust me, here the hat paused, and giggled a little, because I've been in her terrible little head. No matter how long you two are friends, she never quite will. The time of her trusting has long since passed. That's why she's in Slytherin in the first place. She doesn't trust, so she does it herself, and she does it well, because that is her ambition. Oh, she can care, and she can believe a little bit in the possibility that someone is going to save her. But deep down, she know's it's already too late for them to try, and that they probably won't try anyways. She's past saving.

I...I...but...

But if you insist! It'd...

"...Better be Slytherin!" Somehow, Ginny wasn't as happy at those words as she would have thought she'd be.

So, did anyone get this? Like, did anybody realize that being resorted would just make Ginny's life worse then it already was?

Ravenclaw: The idea of a Weasley in Ravenclaw is just laughable, so it was automatically out.

Hufflepuff: Doesn't fit at all. Ginny isn't loyal. She loves Harry, but that's about it. She wasn't particularly loyal to Dean, now was she? She'd kill for her friends, but she wouldn't die for them. And she's not so much hardworking as she is talented.

Slytherin: Ginny is, simply put, not snake material. She has no particular ambition, and while she is cunning, she doesn't play tricks. She's too blunt to be a snake.

Gryffindor: Ginny is brave. She shows it all the time. This house does in fact fit her the best. So what if she's being bullied? So is Neville. So is Luna. So is Harry Potter himself. There is literally no place she could go that she wouldn't be bullied.

Yet she wants to go to Slytherin, so to Slytherin she shall go.

Also, sorry it took so long to write! I went on a little three day trip, and besides that I have hit some writers block, I'm not sure how exactly to take the story to the next stage. So this is like the ideal time to send in a request. It doesn't even have to be for this story. Anything to get me going again.

Thanks for reading, and byeeeee!