Ginny watched and listened as the older girls bickered good-naturedly about titles and duties. This was the exact sort of thing she needed. For the past month, she’d been feeling rather lonely given that she was the only Weasley in Slytherin. True, she had her diary and had made some friends, or at least some friendly acquaintances, but it wasn’t the same. Whatever deity was responsible for poking her head into the compartment on the train back in September, she was grateful that action had introduced her to this bunch.