Disclaimer: Unfortunatly I don't own Harry Potter. That title goes to J.K.Rowling. But I wish I did... so does that count? All that is mine is the plot. First fic... please submit otherwiseI won't continue to add to this.

Chapter One — If looks could kill

"Ginny. Ginny please wait up." I turned to see Harry coming towards me. Surprisingly my brother and Hermione weren't right with him.

"Hey Harry whats up?"

"Nothing. Can we talk real quick?"

"Well, sure. What do you want to talk about?" Why did I have a bad feeling about this?

"Come on lets go in here and talk." He pulled me into a deserted old classroom. By now I was getting really worried. "Gin the past few weeks have been great, but I don't think we should continue with this."

"Continue with what Harry. You broke up with me last year because you were going to fight Voldemort, but when you didn't we just stayed the same. You're acting like you want to break up with me. Hate to break it to you Harry, but we have to be going out to break up."

"That's just it. Ever since we broke up all I could think about is you. I miss you Ginny. I wish us. Will you give me another shot please?" he asked looking truly sincere.

"Harry. I still love you, but I can't go through that again. When you broke up with me the last time I was devastated. I didn't think I could go on living. Espically if I knew that you would be in my house all summer, and then you would go away forever. I couldn't lose you anymore then I already had. That's the only reason I let you go last time. Because I hoped that you would be ok, that you would come back to me ok. I knew that, so I let you go. And once again Hermione helped me out by saying that I could get over you. And that everything would be ok. But I still love you so I don't know what to do."

"Ginny if you felt that way why didn't you say anything?"

"That's just it Harry I did. I said I didn't care if I was being put into harms way. That I just wanted to be with you no matter what."

"Wait you didn't seem upset when it happened."

'Harry you really can be dense sometimes can't you? Of course I wasn't upset when you told me. But as soon as I was alone I was in tears. I wasn't going to make you take me back because I was crying. Because I knew that if that was the reason then neither of us would be happy. And I couldn't do that to either or us."

"Ginny, please give me a second chance, that's all I ask."

"Harry… yes I will give you a second chance." With that we turned and walked in the Great Hall arm in arm.

"Hey Harry hey Ginny." I heard Ron say as soon as we sat down."

"Ron let me see your schedule. I want to compare it to mine." Hermione said as she sat down her eyes never looking up from her book. Ron handed his over. As did Harry and I. Harry we have potions first period as does Ron. And so does Ginny? Ginny why are you in our Potions class? You're only a sixth year."

"Because Slughorn saw that I was good in Potions last year so he tutored me in them at night so that I could be moved up a level. I think I'm also in your Defense class too." I quickly took their schedules and noticed that I was.

"I didn't know you were so smart Ginny. Did Snape also help you move up a level in Defense?" Ron asked.

"Of course you didn't Ron. And no Lupin and Moody helped me over the summer. And when McGonagall came at the end I asked her if I could take the sixth year exam to be moved ahead a level. She agreed. And now I'm in your class."

"Hermione you better watch out. Ginny might surpass you in smartness at this rate." Ron jokingly said.

"Well it surely couldn't be you. You can even speak proper English." I joked. Harry and Hermione started to laugh while Ron turned red. I finished up my breakfast and was about to stand up when an owl swooped in and landed next to me. I quickly got the letter and started to read it.

Gin

Hey hope your first day back goes well. Mom told me you are in two seventh year classes. Congrats hope you continue to do well in school. If you need anything let me know. Tell Ron I say hi as well

Love Always

Charlie

I was really glad that Charlie had written me. He had always been my favorite brother, and from getting this letter I knew that he was proud of me.

"Charlie says 'Hi' Ron." I said getting up. I walked out of the Great Hall and down towards Potions. Fully knowing that I would be early to class. When I got there I saw that I wasn't the only one there, Draco Malfoy was sitting against a wall staring into space. A few minutes after I got there Harry, Ron, and Hermione showed up. As did Malfoy's friend Blaise Zabini. When Harry arrived he wrapped his hands around my waist.

"Aww look how sweet Potty and the Gryffindor Princess got back together." Zabini taunted.

"Shut it before I hex your head off Zabini." I snapped as the door was opened and we all entered the room.

"Blaise I believe that if looks could kill you would be dead right now by Weaslette." Draco said smirking.

"Ahh why hello Miss Weasly. So very glad that you could be moved up a year in Potions. Well everyone please take a seat." Everyone quickly did as they were told. Ron and Hermione sat together, and I sat next to Harry.

"Why did Zabini call me the Gryffindor Princess?" I asked Harry quietly so that Zabini wouldn't hear me.

"Not sure, but I've heard you being referred to that way before." Was all he would reply.

I knew he wasn't the best at Potions so I let him pay attention to class. I sat back and simply did what Slughorn asked us to do. I finished quickly giving me time to think about Zabini calling me the Gryffindor Princess. And as odd as I thought it was I kind of liked the name, it made me seem like I was important, and not just the youngest, only girl, Weasly. By the end of class I still wasn't sure why Zabini called me that, but since I thought it was better then being called a Blood-Traitor, Weasel or Weaslette.