She felt Professor McGonagall set the hat on her head, and it quickly fell over her eyes. "Hmmm. . . What do we have here?" A low voice grumbled in her ear. "Brave, yes. Loyal to a point. Very eager to learn. But what's this?" the hat paused. "Very ambitious! My, you're going to do great things when you're older!"
Ginny felt her cheeks redden, and smiled. "Thank you." She thought, and heard another low rumble in response.
"Now. Where to put you? Definitely not Hufflepuff, your loyalties know a boundary. Gryffindor, perhaps? No, no. You're brave, but not daring. That leaves Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Hmmm. . ." He paused, and Ginny's eyes widened.
"Please not Slytherin, my brother's will be so mad!" She thought frantically. "Anything but Slytherin!"
The hat paused for a moment. "Are you sure? You could go far in Slytherin, you could do many grate things. No? Very well, that must leave RAVENCLAW!" The hat bellowed out, and she felt the hat slip off her head. She shakily stood up, and walked towards the blue clad students. They were clapping loudly for her, and she smiled. She saw her brothers staring at her in confusion, and she shrugged sadly at them before sitting by a pale blonde girl.
She had long pale blonde hair, and very large blue eyes. She was reading a strange magazine, and didn't look up before saying, "You've got a few humbledingers by your hand, you know?"
Ginny looked down at her hand, "A few what?" she asked, seeing nothing.
The girl looked up from her magazine and smiled serenely, before going very serious. "Humbledingers." She said sternly. "Very nasty things, they stay around dark magic." She nodded, and returned to her papers, turning the thing sideways to read a passage.
"O-oh, thanks for telling me." Ginny said, pinching her brows in confusion. "I'm Ginny, what's your name?"
"Luna," she said, and turned towards her. Her eyes seemed to stare through her, but the girl smiled as if she saw something she approved of. "Your friend isn't really your friend." She nodded, and went back to reading. Ginny's thoughts flashed and she shook her head. Tom cared about her, they were each other's only friends. She was snatched out of her thoughts when someone coughed loudly.
Ginny looked around in confusion, and a boy smiled at her. "Terry Boot, second year. Don't mind her, she's been babbling ever since she sat down, I think she's mad." He offered his hand. "You're a Weasley, right? That must be strange to have all your brothers in one house and be in this one by yourself. Don't worry though, just earn points for the house and keep your head down and you'll be fine." He smiled again, but Ginny didn't smile back.
She nodded. "Will do," she said before she watched the rest of the feast. There were a few more additions to their house, but the rest were mainly Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs.
The headmaster said a few words, and food appeared on the table. She grabbed some chicken and a scoop of potatoes, and turned to Luna. "What do you think classes will be like?"
The girl looked surprised that Ginny still wanted to talk to her, and replied, "They'll be educational, I suppose." Ginny laughed, and they continued chatting.
The Prefect showed them all how to enter the tower, and led the new Ravenclaws to their dorms. Ginny saw her trunk was already in the room, and quickly chose a bed next to Luna. The other girls in their year had been rude to her, and she didn't fancy sleeping next to them for a year. Luna smiled and unpacked her things, and Ginny did the same. She pulled the diary out of her trunk, and sat down.
'I got into Ravenclaw. The hat wanted to put me in Slytherin, but I refused. My housemates are kind of rude, except for one girl. Her name's Luna, and she's a bit odd.' The letters stood for a moment, before slowly disappearing. Tom's slanted script quickly appeared.
'Ravenclaw? Well done, much better than Gryffindor, although I do wish you had gone into my old house but that can't be helped now. If the Ravenclaws are anything like they used to be when I went to school, you'll find yourself in a house full of sneaky nerds. They were very competitive in my day, and would sabotage others to win.' Ginny rolled her eyes at that, and penned back quickly.
'The only thing my bunkmates seem able to do is glare. I think I'll be fine. I'm going to bed, good night Tom.'
'Goodnight, Ginny.' He wrote, and she closed the diary. She hid it under her cauldron, and went to bed.
AN: Hey, I hope you guys like this chapter, I felt like I had to put Ginny in Ravenclaw. With how this story's going to end she'd be better off there than Slytherin. Please review!