Falling Head-Over-Heels for Serpentards? Bullshit.
Disclaimer: Even thought I asked J. K. Rowling a billion of time, I still don't own Harry-Potter. But I actually own the plot.
Info: This is during the 7th year of our friends, Ginny as well, because it's after the war, during the added year for the one who'll liked to pass their NEWT's. So, Voldemort, Dumbledore, Rogue and all of them are dead. The Malfoy Family turned to the good when they, you know, came back to the castle while Harry pretended to be dead. When they entered in it, they started to battle against their Lord, because all they aspired then was the safety of their child, Draco, who was unconscious during that. Therefore, the Order accepted them in the community of wizards, and only Lucius went to Azkaban for two months.
I think you should be aware of the fact that this is actually a double couple story: Ginny/Draco and Hermione/Blaise. ^^
A/N: I really don't know what I'm doing while writing and posting this. Somebody must have Impero me. Anyway, the A/N is at the end.
Chapter 1
This Isn't Me.
POV Hermione Granger
"Hermione! Trust me, please!
-Trust you? How could you ask me that! You were going to…you were…
-It wasn't me! It was an illusion! For Merlin sake's Hermione, it wasn't me.
-Who can prove that…?
-Draco did that to destruct us and if we continue like that, he'll win. Please, trust me.
His voice was pleading. I never saw him like this. As he came toward me a tear fall on his cheek. Then I knew I trusted him. He wasn't the kind of boy who cried for nothing and there he was crying for me to trust him…I knew it was real. I knew Malefoy really did that to separate us. I knew he wasn't lying. I knew he loved me. And, even if it was impossible, I loved him too.
I broke the place between us, and kiss him hard, with all my love. Blaise answered passionately, whispering "Thank you""
Irritated, I closed my laptop. This was bullshit. How can people write about things they don't even know? Seriously, how could I fall head-over-heels for Zabini? This was really bullshit. Zabini could be one of the hottest and smartest guys of our year, he's a Serpentard, and in top of all, he's a Death Eater.
Okay, I know I have no proof that he's actually one. But, he is the best friend of Malfoy, who is a Death Eater, even if, during the battle, his parents have turned to the bright side. Of course that means they were battling with us but for the three of us –by there I mean Harry, Ron and me- he was still the pretentious, arrogant, atrocious little jerk. But Zabini…was neither side. He wasn't battling with Voldemort and wasn't really with us, but I actually saw him helping Mr. Flitwick and, even if no one else saw him, Ginny.
And even, why I am giving myself a headache to know if he is or not a Death Eater? I thought, confused.
I stood up of the bed I was lying into and went to the bathroom. I took a rapid shower and when I got out, I studied my body. I really changed well during the holidays. My hair turned into disciplined beautiful brown curls, my eyes were glowing of maturity and joy, my legs grown up and my body had slimmed. I wasn't a mannequin, but I've gone pretty well. Ron even complimented me. Thinking of him, I should go down to the kitchen before there's nothing left for breakfast.
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When I got down a hyper Ginny came toward me.
-Hey, what's up?
-HARRY. She screamed hysterically.
That's not helping me much. Since he came to the Burrow for the last month left of vacation that was all Ginny was able to think about. Even if I already told her to move on, to have boyfriends –which she had- and to live her life plainly, she was still in love with Harry.
-What's going on again with Harry?
Yesterday it was that he smiled to her and then bent to kiss her when Ron entered in the room. The day before he wanted to talk with her but again, Ron interrupted them for a Quidditch match. Ginny was slowly beginning to hate her brother for that and with all the things Harry was trying to do, it was for me a matter of time for him to ask her out…at least one week.
-HE. ASKED. ME. OUT. She answered, breathless from shouting.
My eyes widened. I wasn't expecting it that fast.
-Seriously?
She nodded happily. I started to scream while giving her a big hug.
-I'm SO please for you Ginny. But…what did you answered?
She gave me one of her "Are-you-Crazy?" freaking look. I smiled still waiting for an answer. She took a romantic face and nodded slowly.
-I said yes. After all this time, finally…
I smiled and hugged her again. Then, I went back to my room and lied down on my bed. I took my laptop, and began to read my mails, but I wasn't really concentrated.
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Harry was dating Ginny. Ron was dating Luna. As usual, I was alone. This year was going to be lonely.
Suddenly, an idea popped in my head. Should I find a boyfriend? No, this is a loss of time. I need to concentrate on my study if I want to pass my NEWT's and most of all I don't want to suffer. Oh, stop it Hermione. This is convincing no one and not evens you. You should face the reality. You want someone to whip your hair lovely, to kiss you slowly and to tell you that he loves you. You want all of that but you know that you'll never have it because you're Miss-I-Know-All-And-You-Don't. You know you'll never have one boyfriend because no one aspires to pass Saturday mornings in the library. You don't even like that but you have to or you're identity of Miss Perfect will fall in pieces. You have to do like you care about your grades, about your behavior, about rules only because that's how you started Hogwarts, only because that's how everybody's sees you. Can't they understand that you got enough?
Then I started to cry. I was jealous, I have enough of me and most of all I'm talking to myself in my mind. I was becoming crazy. This wasn't me.
END OF THE CHAPTER
A/N: So, I'll begin with saying that I'm usually writing in French but that I love writing in English even though I never thought of the possibility of posting one of the things I'm writing. Therefore, if you find any faults, any bad-expressed sentences or word or verb, I'll be pleased if you say it to me. I'll also excuse myself with any tense verb faults, because this is really not my cup of tea.
Second, I have to say that I'm in grade 8, so I don't have as many free times as I could wish. So, I don't know much about the regularity of the post. Maybe once per week, mostly on weekend but again I'll have to find time to write it. ^^
To finish, I'll be very thankful if you click on the little button right there, to tell me all you think about this chapter.
Oh, and, yes, this IS a Draco/Ginny, so don't worry about Ginny going out with Harry…^^
All My Love to You Who Took the Time for Reading This Modest (And Certainly Horrible, Thought I Do My Best) Fan fiction,
Julia Erwelin.