(disclamer: I dont own Harry Potter, or any of the other characters from Harry Potter, there all owned by J.K. Rowling)
(A/N: Hi, this is my first story and the first chapter sucks but review anyways it'll get better later (I hope) (flames welcome))
Chapter One
1 a.m, outside the village of Ottery St. Catchpole, inside the burrow. Ginny Weasley lay awake tossing and turning on her small bed.
Ginny Weasley was a fifteen-year-old witch. She was a fifth year in 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and wizardry'. She had dark red hair, sparkling doe brown eyes, full red lips, a small cute nose, and an hourglass figure. She was the youngest of seven children and the only girl. Her oldest and favorite brother was Charlie, then came Bill, Percy, the twins, Fred and George, and then Ron. Of course never far from Ron were his two best friends Hermione Granger, and the boy-who-lived Harry Potter.
Harry Potter was also the boy who had held Ginny's heart in his hands for years. But now Ginny was almost completely over him. In fact she was almost starting to resent him a bit. Harry had all ways treated her as a little sister, even though he knew of her crush on him. He had also always unknowingly tormented her with his crush on Cho Chang. But worst of all Ron, Harry, and Hermione had ignored her. It was always the three of them a closely-knit family, and she was an outsider. Occasionally they had stopped to talk to her but in that case it was to either be polite or to scold her for something. Plus thanks to the incident with the Chamber of Secrets Ginny had absolutely no close friends, sure she knew other people and they talked a bit, but usually it was only because they were friends with her brother, Harry, or Hermione.
Ginny slowly stopped tossing, and drifting off to sleep.
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Malfoy Manor, 1 a.m, on the same day.
Draco Malfoy was currently hanging in the dungeons. Mudblood Granger has beaten him on everything but potions and Pothead had beaten him in quidditch again. His father had decided it was time to teach him a lesson.
He groaned in pain, his father had just left and he was currently broken, battered, and very bruised.
A house elf appeared to free him from where he was hanging on the wall.
"Master Malfoy said that you should go to your room that he will call for you in the morning." Said the fearful house elf.
" Dinky will send some one up to fix his wounds if young master permits," he continued.
"All right." Mumbled Draco as he left the dungeons.
Draco lay sprawled out on his bed as another house elf walked in.
The house elf cleaned Draco's wounds and left.
But Draco was already too far along in sleep to notice.
(A/N: Hi, this is my first story and the first chapter sucks but review anyways it'll get better later (I hope) (flames welcome))
Chapter One
1 a.m, outside the village of Ottery St. Catchpole, inside the burrow. Ginny Weasley lay awake tossing and turning on her small bed.
Ginny Weasley was a fifteen-year-old witch. She was a fifth year in 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and wizardry'. She had dark red hair, sparkling doe brown eyes, full red lips, a small cute nose, and an hourglass figure. She was the youngest of seven children and the only girl. Her oldest and favorite brother was Charlie, then came Bill, Percy, the twins, Fred and George, and then Ron. Of course never far from Ron were his two best friends Hermione Granger, and the boy-who-lived Harry Potter.
Harry Potter was also the boy who had held Ginny's heart in his hands for years. But now Ginny was almost completely over him. In fact she was almost starting to resent him a bit. Harry had all ways treated her as a little sister, even though he knew of her crush on him. He had also always unknowingly tormented her with his crush on Cho Chang. But worst of all Ron, Harry, and Hermione had ignored her. It was always the three of them a closely-knit family, and she was an outsider. Occasionally they had stopped to talk to her but in that case it was to either be polite or to scold her for something. Plus thanks to the incident with the Chamber of Secrets Ginny had absolutely no close friends, sure she knew other people and they talked a bit, but usually it was only because they were friends with her brother, Harry, or Hermione.
Ginny slowly stopped tossing, and drifting off to sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Malfoy Manor, 1 a.m, on the same day.
Draco Malfoy was currently hanging in the dungeons. Mudblood Granger has beaten him on everything but potions and Pothead had beaten him in quidditch again. His father had decided it was time to teach him a lesson.
He groaned in pain, his father had just left and he was currently broken, battered, and very bruised.
A house elf appeared to free him from where he was hanging on the wall.
"Master Malfoy said that you should go to your room that he will call for you in the morning." Said the fearful house elf.
" Dinky will send some one up to fix his wounds if young master permits," he continued.
"All right." Mumbled Draco as he left the dungeons.
Draco lay sprawled out on his bed as another house elf walked in.
The house elf cleaned Draco's wounds and left.
But Draco was already too far along in sleep to notice.