First Test
In all honesty you were not expecting anything interesting from giving Ginerva the lead, weeks of petty childish woes, endless tirades about her brothers, whom she never intended to avenge herself on, and of course bloody Harry Potter had conditioned you into the written equivalent of nodding absently whenever there was a pause paired with the odd bit of essentially pointless encouragement... Even you can still be surprised.
They flew to Hogwarts in an illegal flying car, belonging to your father, you write back summarizing her harrowing tale of "how her idiot bother Ron had gotten Harry Potter in trouble." You wouldn't have believed her if you could not read the truthfulness in her thought. For a fleeing moment you consider a False Memory Charm before discarding the idea as nonsense.
Yup and Mum sent a Howler, Ginny replies an odd mixture of amusement, worry and sympathy coloring her thoughts.
It was almost worse than having her Floo in person.
Somewhat entertained at how throughly the Weasley matriarch has terrorized her children you decide to take a chance in beginning your young host's initiation into the ranks of Slytherin... a lesson all to many learn too late.
Who is your father's patron? you ask.
No one, the reply is both instinctive and vehement. Perfect.
Consider the acts of yesterday: the son of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office and a minor celebrity flagrantly break the International Statute of Secrecy in a manner that makes it clear the Ministry official has been for months flaunting the laws enforced by his own office. Galleons to Knuts it made it into at least the French Wizarding papers, probably some of the ones in the Germanies. In spite of this the Minister did not fire your father. Why?
Dad does good work, the girl is defensive but she is thinking, a good start.
No doubt, you soothe her.
Yet does he come home telling you all how much his colleagues respect him? How much his superiors would stake their carriers on him?
No... she scribbles, thinking.
Dad always hates the way Mafoy's pulling strings.
So you naturally assume no one is "pulling strings" for him, you conclude.
In a perfect world you would be right. Alas we do not live in that world so while your father's efforts may not be appreciated by all there must be someone high-placed who shares his views. That is how the world works and it is a truth young Slytherins learn faster than most, you finish ruthlessly appealing to her insecurities
You pause a moment letting her absorb your words.
Consider this your first test as a Slytherin: Who is your father's patron? Who has the means and the motive to help him keep his job?
She ponders your challenge for a long time before answering:
Dumbledore, everyone knows he's against being mean to Muggles and Muggleborns, that's motive right?
Yes, you approve, sincerely for once.
And everyone knows the Minister listens to him because he's smart, that's opportunity, she finishes triumphantly.
I would say he is powerful not smart, you temporize.
Cleverness is a matter of perspective... but power has a frightful weight all its own.
You sense a shiver of unease run through her... Had you shown your hand a little too much?
Her next words assuage your fears.
Teach me how to be a Slytherin, she half-commands. In another life you would have ensured she suffered for her temerity, here and now you find yourself oddly charmed by the iron running through her core, iron you will see forged to steel.
What do you advise?
[] Magic is the key, shine brightly, shine true and they will flock to you
[] Listen watch and learn their weaknesses, their strengths, their secrets, be the helping hand unlocked for the ally unexpected, the blade in he back as it suits you
[] Write in
OOC: I intentionally said the Germanies because it is my head-canon the magical world's political structure diverged heavily from its Muggle counterparts with the signing of the ISS. Thus in this case Germany never untied.