Disclaimer: as always: none of its mine all the credit goes to J.K

Ginny stood nervously in front of the Headmaster's gargoyle not exactly sure what to do. She had received an owl telling her to come to the headmaster's office but nothing else. She waited for another five minutes before professor McGonagall happened to walk by.

"Miss Weasley? What are you doing?"

"I was told to come see the headmaster, professor, but I don't know the password." Ginny answered rather sheepishly.

"He did it again?" McGonagall said shocked "He seems to be doing this a lot lately: forgetting to tell students the password so they can come see him when he asks. Well, the password is jelly slugs. If this ever happens again, just start naming candies, one of them is bound to be it."

"Thank you, professor." Ginny said. McGonagall nodded her welcome and began walking down the hallway.

Ginny turned to the gargoyle again and said "jelly slugs." The gargoyle sprang away revealing a spiral stair case. Ginny hurried up it, knowing she was already very late. At the top, she found a huge oak door. She walked calmly over to it and knocked. It opened instantly and she went inside.

"Good evening, miss weasley." Professor Dumbledore's voice said from somewhere in the room.

"Good evening, professor" Ginny answered looking around slightly surprised, but couldn't locate him.

"I'm sure you are very curious why I have asked you to come." Dumbledore said appearing on one of the staircases above her. Ginny nodded. "I have a proposition for you."

"What is that, sir?" Ginny asked curiously.

"I have been thinking about moving you up a year." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes. "I've been watching you, Ginevra. I see a strong independent woman who could do very well if she skipped a year. I was wondering if you would like to do it. Don't worry I have already spoken with your parents."

Ginny simply stared at him. Move up a year? Graduate early? She thought. Suddenly a smile crept on her face.

"Did you ever offer this to Hermione, sir?"

"No, I know she is bright but she doesn't have what I see in you. Does that mean you accept?" Dumbledore said smiling to himself.

"Yes, sir, it does." Ginny answered grinning happily.

"Well, then." Dumbledore said quickly descending the stairs and picking up a piece of paper off of his desk. "Here is your schedule then. If you have any questions, feel free to owl me." He handed her the paper and turned back to his desk.

"Professor?" he turned to face her "why does this paper have the Slytherin insignia on it?"

"Oh, did I forget to mention that I transferred you to the Slytherin house? Silly me; it must of completely slipped my mind." He smirked knowingly.

"But why professor?"

"I had a nice conversation with the sorting hat the other day and he told me a very interesting piece of information. He said that if you're last name wasn't Weasley then he would of put you in Slytherin. I thought that since you were skipping a year you might as well change houses as well. Think of it as a test of your Gryffindor courage. I'll give you a month to fit in. If you want to change back after that you may. You'll move in tonight. Snape already has a meeting in the common room scheduled at eight to announce it. The Slytherin password is Salazar."

Ginny was in a state of pure shock. She had no idea what to say or do. "Um… thank you professor. I will give it my best shot. I guess I better go pack. I will see you in a month."

"Dumbledore smiled knowingly at her. "You're welcome, Ginevra. Oh, by the way, Slytherin quidditch tryouts are tomorrow. I believe I heard something about Mr. Potter and your brother not letting you play on the Gryffindor team. I will make sure Mr. Malfoy gives you a fair tryout." He winked at her.

"Thank you!" she said and then she ran out of his office.

Ginny was running down the corridors as fast as possible. She was so happy. No more Harry or Ron or Hermione! No more you're too young or you could get hurt. She was finally free! She was finally going to –

"Oomph!" She collided with someone as she rounded a corner. She waited for the smack of the hard floor but it never came. Instead she felt strong arms supporting her. She glanced up at her rescuer and gasped. It was Blaise Zabini. He glanced at her and had the same look of complete shock on his face.

"Um…" she muttered biting her lip. "Thanks"

"Yeah, no problem." He answered setting her on her feet. They stood there awkwardly, neither of them knowing what to say.

"I better get back to the tower, I'll see you later." Ginny said smirking. She turned and began walking away.

"What do you mean?" he called after her. She glanced back and smiled knowingly, but just kept on walking.

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