A Piece of Her Soul
Draco walked in the still of the night, replaying in his mind the scene that had taken place
only a couple of hours ago. Ginny had met him in a hallway outside the Slytherin dormitory
and shyly confessed to him her feelings: she felt that Draco would not be so heartless to turn
away, innocently. Under the soothing glow of the candles lighting up the dampness, Ginny
looked oddly soft and rosy - not bad at all - but Draco had long ago made up his mind that
it was all child play, a lightness fantasy that he had no wish nor time to waste his precious
minutes on. Besides, he was well on his way to fulfill a pretty Ravenclaw girl¡¦s dream date
this weekend.
How had those huge eyes swollen in sight of his cruel, sharp blaring words? Those angelic
hands trembled, like working hard against the temping aspects of evil. She fled, cheeks
a-flaming, but still much too lady-like to curse. And the stars above twinkled knowingly¡K
Draco sighed, and walked onto his favorite place on the Hogwarts campus, the
Quidditch field. He liked the field best because it was usually empty, so vast that he could
empty himself into the sky, and absorb the richness of the sun itself.
Yet not this time. A little redheaded figure invaded his peace; it was but a spot on the
spreading green, but it represented all that was annoyance. Draco reached across, only than
realization struck him - it was Ginny. As she floated near, seeming so light, that she was
wavering upon the grass, Draco rubbed his eyes - could it be? - Nah, there was no way, but
still¡Kshe looked like she was lightly blown away by the wind!
Draco, surprised at his weakness, decided to see what was going on with Ginny - he felt
rather sorry for her - she was really of a decent sort if only if she wasn¡¦t sorted into
Gryffindor¡KHe shook his head, no, it wasn¡¦t that, all the Gryffindor nonsense was simply
an act for his swagger. There was a lot of times when he admired her wavy rogue, her
cheerful disposition, and simply for being a hopeless case! There was no way she could
ever get Potter, the whole school knows.
Ginny wandered by, looking around aimlessly; she looked all peace and quiet, like
those Madonna statues of those churches. Could it be that nothing was really troubling
her? Draco marveled her ability to get over him so quickly - a pang stuck his heart, and
he realized he didn¡¦t want her to stop liking him - it had been quite flattering for Draco;
boosting material she was.
Draco didn¡¦t like it one bit. It didn¡¦t do much for his egoistic way of life, and it smarted
his pride. He took one firm step forward towards Ginny, hoping to save his face with a
characterized snide remark - then he saw her face - and stopped dead in his tracks.
¡§Holy shit¡K!¡¨
*HiYA peeps! R/r plz!! And tell me wat¡¦z up!!!
Draco walked in the still of the night, replaying in his mind the scene that had taken place
only a couple of hours ago. Ginny had met him in a hallway outside the Slytherin dormitory
and shyly confessed to him her feelings: she felt that Draco would not be so heartless to turn
away, innocently. Under the soothing glow of the candles lighting up the dampness, Ginny
looked oddly soft and rosy - not bad at all - but Draco had long ago made up his mind that
it was all child play, a lightness fantasy that he had no wish nor time to waste his precious
minutes on. Besides, he was well on his way to fulfill a pretty Ravenclaw girl¡¦s dream date
this weekend.
How had those huge eyes swollen in sight of his cruel, sharp blaring words? Those angelic
hands trembled, like working hard against the temping aspects of evil. She fled, cheeks
a-flaming, but still much too lady-like to curse. And the stars above twinkled knowingly¡K
Draco sighed, and walked onto his favorite place on the Hogwarts campus, the
Quidditch field. He liked the field best because it was usually empty, so vast that he could
empty himself into the sky, and absorb the richness of the sun itself.
Yet not this time. A little redheaded figure invaded his peace; it was but a spot on the
spreading green, but it represented all that was annoyance. Draco reached across, only than
realization struck him - it was Ginny. As she floated near, seeming so light, that she was
wavering upon the grass, Draco rubbed his eyes - could it be? - Nah, there was no way, but
still¡Kshe looked like she was lightly blown away by the wind!
Draco, surprised at his weakness, decided to see what was going on with Ginny - he felt
rather sorry for her - she was really of a decent sort if only if she wasn¡¦t sorted into
Gryffindor¡KHe shook his head, no, it wasn¡¦t that, all the Gryffindor nonsense was simply
an act for his swagger. There was a lot of times when he admired her wavy rogue, her
cheerful disposition, and simply for being a hopeless case! There was no way she could
ever get Potter, the whole school knows.
Ginny wandered by, looking around aimlessly; she looked all peace and quiet, like
those Madonna statues of those churches. Could it be that nothing was really troubling
her? Draco marveled her ability to get over him so quickly - a pang stuck his heart, and
he realized he didn¡¦t want her to stop liking him - it had been quite flattering for Draco;
boosting material she was.
Draco didn¡¦t like it one bit. It didn¡¦t do much for his egoistic way of life, and it smarted
his pride. He took one firm step forward towards Ginny, hoping to save his face with a
characterized snide remark - then he saw her face - and stopped dead in his tracks.
¡§Holy shit¡K!¡¨
*HiYA peeps! R/r plz!! And tell me wat¡¦z up!!!
