Chapter One
I wish I could say it started somewhere before or after him. I wish that I could come and believe that he wasn't the reason I fell apart. But he was and always will be. I hate girls like that, which would make me a hypocrite, because I am one of those girls.
I hate girls who fall apart because of a guy. Those girls who think their lives are over once their sleazy boyfriend dumps them. Those girls who start to hate themselves because the boy they utterly adore won't seem to look their way. After all the while I look back on it, I hate the fact that became one of those girls.
You might be thinking, oh jeeze, another one of these stories about the girl who never got that boy. Well yeah, it's started like that then turned to something along the lines of a much more darker situation.
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Virginia Weasley was like any normal girl, however you would define normal. She was quiet, friendly, and got good grades. She would help people whenever they needed it, but always tried to stand up for herself.
However, trying doesn't always get you what you want. Yes, Virginia was one of those girls who you would label a goody-two-shoes. Yet, she was an outcast. She never thought twice about it though. She hardly recognized it. Most people liked her. She was a good person to be around. But she didn't really have close friends. She did have a closed group of people she considered friends. Not people she could go to and cry on there shoulders, but they provided company.
She tried her best to hang out with the three, her brother, Ron, Hermione, and the boy she loved, Harry Potter. The first time she actually saw him was the day of his first year as he boarded the Hogwarts Express. She immediately fell.
As Ginny boarded the Hogwarts Express a year later, she was extremely excited. It was her first year and she was anxious to meet new people and see what her brothers and their friends did before her. But, as the year progressed, things didn't go her way. Being the youngest Weasley, no one thought of her as anything new and by the events of the end of the year, she hardly wanted to go back.
She trusted Tom Riddle with everything. She thought that he was truly the closest friend she had ever had. Then, he betrayed her and slowly she realized she was being used.
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Alright, lets rewind all the way to the whole 'the boy she loved' thing. Notice the tense? Loved. I look back on it now, and I wonder, why the hell did I sweat this kid? I think I'd like to change that word to admired. After all, to love is to admire with the heart; to admire is to love with the mind. I loved him because he was the Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the one who will defeat the dark lord. Sometimes I even think that it was my ego. I mean, I never loved him, I just cried when I realized he didn't love me.
It makes me sick. I thought he was my soul mate. Boy was I wrong. How stupid could I be? So he said hi to me in the hallways once in a while and I thought I saw him look at me once, did that matter? Did that make him in love with me? I thought it did at one point. Around the age of 13 or 14 I finally realized that I had enough. I was sick of the tears he made me cry at night. I was sick of staring at him. I was sick of smiling whenever he looked at me. I was dying inside. Okay, I'm going to start sounding pathetic.let's go to the whole Tom Riddle thing.
Hah, being used? Sure, at the time it totally freaked me out. I mean, who would want me to be their puppet? Who would want me as a player in there game? I thought I wasn't good for anything and here comes Tom Riddle pretending he's my friend and then backstabbing me. You know what? I liked it. It gave me the feeling that I was meant for something. It was an unusual something though, most people think they were meant to save the world (*ahem*potter*ahem*) and others think that they are to spread joy around the world, or something like that.
Not me though, I thought that I was meant to play this part in one of Tom's way to get back to power. Of course, things didn't turn out all that well and I freaked out at the end, but I still did what he needed me to do. Harry came, saved the day and boy was I happy! I mean, I simply adored this boy and here I'm thinking that he came here especially for me!
Nope, wrong again. He went to defeat Tom, again. Saving his best friend's sister was just a bonus. But, we're talking about that exact time. Now I know how stupid I was, but back then I had no idea. I was so gullible in believing anything my brain wanted me to.
So I went on with the whole loving Harry fiasco as I had been doing the whole year. I even remember the valentine I sent him. I know I was stupid and so was the song. I think it was around that time I began my path of getting over him. I remember it clearly. I remember what he said that got me.
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The days had gone by and everyone was alert and suspicious. The Heir of Slytherin could strike whenever and wherever. Harry Potter got snide remarks everywhere he went and couldn't help but notice all the staring he received. The Great Hall was all dressed up for Valentine's Day and all the girls seemed to be enjoying it.
Dwarfs were running around delivering valentines and everyone seemed to giggle at the receiver who usually turned bright red after finished. Ginny was at the stairs ready for her next class, when she saw a dwarf go up to Harry Potter. She heard him try to get him away, but with no luck and a lot of commotion. Then she heard it and she could have died.
His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad, His hair is as dark as a blackboard. I wish he was mine, he's really divine, The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.
She had asked the dwarf to send any valentine to him, as long as it was sweet. She didn't know that dwarfs had poor poetry writing capabilities. Everyone began to laugh and she giggled a bit to hide the frustration. Oh, was she going to kill that dwarf. And then, there was the fight between him and Draco. When Percy finally told Harry he would take off house points, she was about to leave. That's when he said it with his cold voice and daily facade. "I don't think Potter liked your valentine much!"
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Yes, Draco Malfoy changed me. Even before we had a relationship he was able to see right through me. Now that I think of it, I never thanked him for those words. They made me realize that I was wasting my time. It did lead me on a totally painful path, but nonetheless, chasing after Harry would have hurt just as much. But then again, if I still was after Harry, then Draco would have never.oh never you mind.that's a story for another time. Let's continue.
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The next year, things were the same for Virginia as she constantly chased after Harry Potter. She became known for her crush and everyone knew it, other then being known as Ron's little sister. Soon she fell into a rebellious state and began thinking she was able to do anything.
She was growing up and because she hung out with her brother's friends, she was growing up all too fast. Boys started to notice her, but she only had eyes for one.
But, she was getting a bit sick of it and a bit tired of not having someone by her side. Soon enough, she realized she could get a guy if she wanted to. What was the use for waiting for Harry?
Then, one night, a silly dare developed into something very big. Ginny, Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati sat in girl's dormitory and began to talk. It was mostly girl stuff, their crushes, latest fashions, grades, and what not. They had been talking about Hermione's relationship with Ron and that's when Lavender brought it up.
"How about you, Ginny? Got any guys in mind? Oh.I almost forgot, you're still after Harry." She said it in a teasing voice.
Ginny blushed a bit, "That's not true. I'm over Harry, way over Harry."
Then in a matter-of-fact voice she said, "Then why don't you have a boyfriend? I mean, guys talk about you all the time."
Ginny blushed even more didn't say anything. Hermione jumped in, "Ginny could get any she wanted, I'm sure of that!"
"Do I hear a challenge?" Parvati giggled.
Lavender grinned, "Why don't we have a bet?"
"What do you have in mind?" asked Hermione.
Her grin widened, "We each bet 5 galleons, me and Lavender and you and Ginny. Let's see if you can get the guy we name to fall for you in a month."
Hermione gave a kind of nervous laugh and agreed. Ginny hesitated and wondered how bad it could get. In the end, she reluctantly agreed.
Lavender and Parvati laughed and huddled to think of a guy that was fit to be seduced as Hermione and Ginny looked on anxiously.
"Alright!" Announced Lavender, "We've got it." They both were on the brink of laughter and that was a sign that this wasn't going to be good.
"Draco Malfoy." Parvati said and immediately burst into giggles. Hermione and Ginny stared at them with there jaws on the floor as Lavender smirked.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Exclaimed Hermione.
"They've got to be kidding you!? How about me!? I'm the one who is supposed to seduce this guy!" Ginny was turning bright red.
"You guys agreed, you should have thought on it before." Said Lavender.
Ginny sighed, "Fine, but I'm going to need much more then a month. Give me till the end of the year and we have a deal."
"That long?" Parvati pouted.
"Oh come on! There is only about two months left of the term, what's another month?" Asked Hermione.
"Fine, we have a deal. One real kiss, given to you by Draco." Lavender extended her hand and they all shook on it. This was going to be interesting..
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Eh, first mistake: blushing immensely. What was up with that? I sound like a little school girl. Well, I suppose I was. But, now I wish that I was back in those days. Bets with friends were so much easier then what I go through now. I suppose this was the start of a very bad idea and the start of a very bad road. Oh well, I choose my path and there was no turning back. I guess I shouldn't regret it. It did lead me to him.
I was annoyed. The whole half of my second term was finished and Harry had made no indication to liking me or even that I was there. I wanted to do something daring. I wanted to be able to forget about him and leave all the tears behind. I wanted to start over again. And you know what? It worked.
I guess I was at that point in my life, where I was mad at the world. I was daring the world to push me off the cliff, just to see if I could fly. This bet was my dare to the world, and eventually it did push me off. Did I fly or not? You'll find out soon enough.
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Ginny walked into the Great Hall with Hermione the next week after major planning. It was lunch time and Ginny was exhausted from classes and trying to seduce someone was hard enough. She hadn't even started, the planning was hard enough. She walked in and got the daily stares. Her eyes were dark with eyeliner and her lips shined with lip gloss. Her skirt was shorter then usual, but her second hand robes covered her. Her hair was a bit wavy and cascaded down a few inches from her shoulder.
"Are you sure about this?" She whispered.
Hermione nodded, "Perfectly."
"I've never." Ginny began.
Hermione cut her off, "Just go with the flow, alright?" Ginny sighed and nodded as Hermione sat next to Ron and she sat a couple seats away from them.
Everything was set. She knew Draco's class schedule and exactly where to walk at what time. She sat down and had one more thing to do. After getting a quick glance at the Slytherin table, she began conversation with Dean Thomas.
"Hey Dean." She said sweetly.
"H-hey there Gin." He stuttered out.
"How are you?" She asked casually.
"Everything is great I suppose." He said slowly, "And you?"
"Peachy." She replied. "What class do you have next?"
"Uh.actually I have a free period next." He said.
She smiled, "Great. I was wondering if you would help me out with some Charms homework." She knew exactly where this was going.
"Of course." He replied. They both agreed to meet in the empty classroom across from the Transfiguration room. Ginny left the Great Hall and caught Hermione's eye. She nodded and Hermione understood. Things were well underway.
Ginny and Dean sat alone in the classroom and Ginny was almost about to fall asleep as Dean explained the homework. Just before Dean was about to realized that Ginny was uninterested in the subject, they both heard someone outside yell "Ron!" It was Hermione, and that was the sign. Ginny cleared her throat and straightened up. Dean gave her a quick glance and she smiled as he continued.
She yawned and Dean looked up again. "That boring, huh?" He asked.
Ginny shrugged, "I could think of better things to do."
"Like.what?" He asked nervously. Ginny wanted to laugh. But, she kept her cool and pulled the chair closer, never taking her eyes off of the boy in front of her. She felt his heart quicken and chuckled. She closed her eyes and leaned in. Just about the time her lips reached his, the door quickly opened. She stayed in the same position for a couple of seconds and then slowly pulled away to face the door. Ginny smiled, he was just on time.
"What the hell is this!? I'm supposed to meet Snape here for a potion that needs help to be brewed." Draco Malfoy, the notorious Slytherin bad boy was standing at the door furious. His blonde hair was slicked back and he wore all black.
"I'm sorry Malfoy, I think you must have heard wrong because as you can see," She paused and gave him a wicked grin, "we're a bit busy in here."
"What are you playing at Weaslette?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh.nothing." She gave him an innocent look and collected her possessions as she headed out the door. She quickly brushed past the young Malfoy and licked her lips. Her eyes surveyed his body and she made direct eye contact. He still had a puzzled look on his face. She laughed as she walked out the door.
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I swear I'm an innocent girl! Hah, I remember all of that like it was yesterday. That was the time I believed that boys were just toys and all they deserved from me was to be played. Well, Draco had it in for him. Sure he was known as the Slytherin Sex god, but he was about to meet the queen of seduction.
Sometimes I don't believe how young I was back then. I tried to grow up to fast, and I wish I could take it all back now that I've seen the path it's taken me. I wish that when I was twelve I was playing with dolls and what not. But tell me, what twelve year old girl still does childish things like that at the age of twelve. Girls begin to mature fast. I have come to believe it was all because of me. Don't ask why, just because.
But anyways, I had so much in store for the boys of Hogwarts School of witch craft and wizardry for the next couple of years. After Draco, there would be so many to play with, or at least that was what I thought. They had it coming for them. Whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, I don't know. All I knew was that it was going to be big and dramatic. They would never forget Virginia Weasley. I would make sure of that.
At the time, I thought doing that one thing would be the hardest of all. But, I was wrong.as usual. Actually being near Draco was damn scary. It all happened on a spring night in the hospital wing.
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Ginny sat on a bed in the hospital wing. She wasn't sick, nor was she injured. She had volunteered to help out Madam Pompfrey. There weren't many visitors lately, which was strange considering how many fights her brother and Malfoy got into. When she was just about to get up and ask if she could leave, she heard quick moving footsteps. Marcus Flint came running in with what looked like an unconscious Draco dragging by his feet.
"What happened?" She asked.
"Where's Madam Pompfrey?" He asked immediately.
Ginny frowned, "For your information, I'm in charge here. What happened?"
He looked at her for a moment and began to explain. "Quidditch practice. I don't know, bludgers turned psycho all of a sudden. One hit him in the head, while the other might have broken his arm. I'm no doctor."
"Right.can you please not drag him?" He shrugged and Ginny shook her head, "Wingardium Leviosa." She levitated him to a bed. "You can leave. We'll get back to you. He needs rest and medical attention."
"Right." The quidditch captain left.
Ginny left to fetch Madam Pompfrey and she did what she did best. Draco was better in no time, but still left unconscious. Ginny was left there to watch over him. Night was creeping over and Ginny was getting bored. Draco did not wake from his peaceful slumber. Ginny was worried, but Madam Pompfrey told her he was definitely going to be alright and there would be no permanent damage.
As 1 o' clock came, Ginny was about to leave. That's when she heard him.
"Stop."
She turned around. "Draco?" He didn't say anything. Maybe she was hearing things. But he spoke again.
"Leave me alone." His voice was cold and evenly toned.
"Draco, are you talking to me?" She rushed toward his bed. He seemed like he was asleep. All of a sudden, his body tensed, and Ginny freaked.
He was yelling now, "Stop! Get the hell away from me! No!" His eyes shot open and Ginny fell back. It was a chilling sight. His eyes were no longer cold and gray, but pure black and dead. She quickly got up and went by him again. She put her hand on his forehead, he was burning up.
"Shit." She muttered. She got a wet towel and placed it on the top of his feverish forehead. For a minute, he just lay there. His body and muscles were tense, he had a burning fever, and his eyes were wide open. After a while, he calmed and Ginny fell to the floor again, exhausted. She stayed there the rest of the night and Draco never stirred once.
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My, oh my, that was a freaky night. I wanted to forget about it. All I wanted to do was seduce him and get my 5 galleons. But slowly, I realized that I was getting involved with whatever was happening with him. That was surely no mere nightmare. I was scared, and I didn't want to talk about it with him until the right time. But, how could I talk to him about it? It's not like we had some sort of relationship where he can tell me all his secrets and what not. But, what if he didn't know that he was mumbling (well.screaming) in his sleep? I didn't know what to do. I was lost and confused.
So, I did what I wanted to do. I forgot about it. Yeah, I took the easy way out. But a while later, it came right back and I knew, there was no choice. But, that was later in the year. Anyway, I needed sometime alone with my thoughts.
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"Draco isn't at his table.what'd you do to him?" Lavender smirked as she took the seat next to Ginny during dinner. Hermione was sitting with Ron and Harry a few seats away. Parvati was sitting across from Lavender.
"How's it going?" asked Parvati
Ginny didn't look up from her food. "With me or with.him?"
She smiled. "You know."
"Give me time." She got up and retreated to somewhere she could enjoy her privacy. She walked to no where in particular. Students were probably in the Great Hall or there dorms, so the halls were pretty much empty. She sighed and took a seat on one of the staircases. Portraits greeted her, but she ignored them. Ghosts flew by, but she was stuck in her own little world. She was busy thinking and figuring this out. She didn't even notice the student pass by her, but he noticed her.
"Weaslette, what are you doing out so past your bedtime." Draco snarled.
She almost didn't realize he was there. "It's nine." She said bluntly, not coming into full realization.
"Your point?"
She looked up and saw his grey eyes staring at her. No damn it, I'm not ready for this, she thought to herself. She moistened her lips and Draco smiled.
"You've changed." He said.
"We all change on a daily basis. We grow and we learn." She said.
"My, my, aren't we one with the sarcastic comments?"
Ginny shook her head and leaned against the wall. "Yeah that's one of us, where are yours?"
He didn't say anything for a minute. "Not following around Potter like a dog anymore?"
Ginny could have laughed out loud. Been there, heard that, give me something new. She could tell she was making him a bit nervous. She was glad. "I'm surprised you haven't noticed, but I'm the one who's got the dogs following her." Her voice held a hint of disgust.
He snickered. "What I'm surprised at is that a filthy, poor, muggle lover like you could get all the boys hooked."
She raised an eyebrow. "All the boys?"
".all but one." He corrected himself.
She quietly chuckled. "Stop lying to yourself Malfoy."
"If you think that I, Draco Malfoy, would even have the pleasure of looking at you, you must think highly of yourself." He said bitterly. She made a brief 'hmph' noise and stood up. She walked toward him and before she could stop herself, she wrapped her arms against his neck and placed her lips on his. Her heart was rapidly beating. She didn't know how it would turn out. Maybe he would pusher her away, but he didn't.
He parted his lips and she gained entrance. It was fierce at first, while gradually getting soft and tender. After a moment, she parted from the Slytherin's lips and touch. She looked into his grey eyes, showing no emotion. He didn't say anything. She took that as a good sign. She moistened her lips and walked away from him.
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Whoa, now that was unexpected. What exactly tempted me to do that? I contemplated it all night. Thoughts crowded my mind, making me unable to sleep. I still don't know the complete answer. Maybe I wanted to prove myself. I wanted to prove myself to Lavender, Parvati, Hermione.and Draco. He noticed that I changed and I was glad. I didn't want him to look at me like the little girl who chased after the boy who lived.
Maybe, it was the thrill of the moment. I had never done anything like that before. I was usually such a good girl, never giving myself away to a boy. Maybe, it was because he upset me. I was used to his comments before, but now.I don't know what happened. His words made me realize that I would never be able to win this bet. But, I wanted real proof. So, I kissed him. Nevertheless, he didn't say anything. But, he didn't give a rude remark. So I was content. But, after that I always felt eyes watching me. And I knew exactly who's they belong to.
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It was nearly two weeks after the 'Staircase Test' as Ginny would like to put it, and she and Draco never talked once. They stole glances at each other, but nothing more. Ginny wondered if he remembered. But, when she caught the look he gave her, the answer was definitely a yes.
She was sitting at the Great Hall, next to Hermione and a few other people in her grade, when the mail came. She didn't expect anything, since there mom usually gave everything to Percy or Fred and George. When the owl came down and the rolled up piece of parchment landed on the table, she ignored it. That is, until Hermione pointed it out to her.
"Um.Ginny.you have mail." She said.
Ginny looked up from her meal, "No, I wouldn't get mail."
Hermione pointed at it, "I'm pretty sure it's for you."
Ginny looked and sure enough, on the beige parchment was her name, 'V. Weasley' scrawled in neat print and dark green ink. She picked it up and unscrolled it underneath the table.
It's been a while. I always see you staring at me. Got a new infatuation? Well, better me then Potter I suppose. But I'll get right to the point, what the hell is up with you? Don't reply with an owl. Come talk to me. You know where. Come at midnight. You know who this is from.
She stared at it and after finally getting her brain working, she stood up. Hermione gave her a puzzling look.
She excused herself. "I don't feel so good.I'll be in my dorm." Hermione nodded and she left the great hall, his eyes still following her.
When she got to her dorm, she threw the parchment at her trunk and fell on the bed. She sighed a loud and frustrated sigh as she buried her face into her pillow. What had she gotten herself into? A kiss couldn't be that hard to get, would it? Plus, she needed someone other then herself and Draco to witness it. She never thought.it would be so hard. But, she always liked to finish what she started.
When night came, she put on her cloak and quietly slipped out of her dorm. She made sure none of her roommates were awake. She exited the common room and went to their meeting place. It was midnight when she left her dorm and when she got to the staircase, he was waiting.
"8 minutes." He said impatiently.
"Shut it." She warned.
He smirked, "So."
She put a hand on her hip, "You're the one who told me to come here and I suppose you get to the point before we're caught."
"Good point, follow me." He began to leave.
"Wait! Where are you going?" She asked.
"Somewhere we won't be caught so easily." He said simply.
She frowned and followed him. He led the wait into a locked classroom and after whispering the selective spell, 'alohamora', he walked in. Ginny followed him, a bit hesitant. He sat down at the front desk as Ginny shut the door.
She walked toward him, "So.now what?"
He shrugged and she took a seat on the floor.
"So, you're telling me you invited me here to sit in silence." She was not a very patient person, especially when it came to something she needed.
"You've changed." He stated.
She rolled her eyes, "You said that already."
"I know. I'm just making a point. But really, why the sudden change?" He asked.
She thought on it for a while, "Because I'm tired of being me. I'm tired of being the little sister and I'm tired of being quiet and held down. I'm not the little girl everyone thought I was. In fact, I never was."
"I see. Now, why me?"
She choked on the words, "I.like you.erm.a lot." Yeah it was sappy, but maybe if she played the 'I like you' card, then she would have a chance. "And.it may be hard to believe, but I think I could actually understand you." Throw in a little sincerity and hopefully it's a done deal.
"Oh really? No more Potter?" His eyes flashed with amusement.
"I'm over him. I've been over him for a long time now." She said, it was a fact.
"And.you think you could understand me?" He said slowly with emphasis on the last word.
She nodded, "I think.we could understand each other."
"He looked at her closely. "So, tell me now, what exactly do you think you understand about me?"
"Well," She began, "You're not as strong as you put out. You put on a daily mask, so nobody questions you. You feel as if your life is being controlled by someone other then you. You feel the need to prove yourself because that was how you were brought up. And you're hiding something.something very, very deep." The look he gave her told her she had hit it exactly. There was an awkward silence. At first, it was just a game to her. Now, she was getting deeper and it scared her. She didn't want to get to know Draco, considering how fucked up his life seemed. She just.wanted to win a bet. Or so she thought.
She sighed and got up and walked toward the chair Draco was sitting in. They looked each other in the eye. She bent down and kissed his neck, her heartbeat quickened. Draco didn't move, nor did he stop her. She couldn't, not here, not now. It wasn't the right time. If she did this right now, it would show that she wasn't just in it for the money, but something else. She pulled away and turned from him.
"I'll see you around." She walked out the door and headed back to bed.
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That changed everything. After meeting with Draco, it led me down the path that I could not return from. I told him, that I liked him and gave the impression that I cared for him and I understood him. Well, I did understand him. But, did I care for him? Did I like him? Not at the time, I didn't. It was just a game. It was just a silly little game that would change my world forever.
We didn't talk till the next month. It was the last month of the year and I was a bit nervous that I wouldn't be able to complete my bet. Hermione even considered using a polyjuice potion and get some random guy to volunteer. But no, I was determined and my determination would get me far. Not to mention, although I wouldn't admit it, I had some desire to feel his lips against mine. I never thought that he would give me that feeling. I never thought anyone would give me that feeling after Harry. But, he did.
I didn't like him at all. Don't get me mistaken, I told you already and I'll tell you over and over again. Well, I know I didn't like him the way I liked Harry. But he was.different. Was I attracted to him? Merlin yes, who wasn't? But I didn't like him, nor did I want to love him. It was the rush of things.the adrenalin.whenever I was near him, I needed more. He was a drug and I was addicted.
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Ginny was walking down the empty hallway. It was the afternoon and she only had one more class to go to and she was done for the day. She wasn't watching where she was going when she bumped into someone, her books falling to the grown. She thought she would fall as well, but she felt herself being held up. She looked up to see, who else, but Draco Malfoy.
"Hey." She said breathlessly
He didn't reply. Instead he let her go and picked up her books. He gave them to her and turned to leave. Ginny frowned, well that was interesting, she thought. Then something caught her eye. There was a piece of parchment, neatly folded into a rectangle. On it was the name, Draco Malfoy.
She took a step toward him and called out his name, "Hey.uh.Draco?"
He stopped and looked over his shoulder, surprised to here someone call him by his first name. "What is it Weasley."
She was about to ask him if the letter was his, when she stopped. Curiosity got the best of her. "Oh.never mind."
He didn't reply and left. When his footsteps died away, she kneeled and picked up the letter from the ground. Carefully, she placed it into her robe pocket and went off to her next class, transfiguration.
Ginny was not a very patient person, especially with McGonagall droning on. The second they were dismissed, she was out the door. She left for her dormitory and when she got there, she plopped herself onto her bed and opened the letter.
Son,
I know, you are probably extremely angry at the moment. Just think about this though. You are doing a great deed, not only for the Dark lord, but for the Malfoy family as well. I know that you did not want this, especially at your young age, but you need to be put into line and now is the best time. Forcing you into this was the best thing at the time. Now realize, now that you are in this deep, what is the use of turning back? Serve your lord and your family. I will see you after the term is over. Narcissus sends her regards.
- Lucius Malfoy
She stared at the letter for a while. Then, she slowly folded it back up and sat for at least a whole five minutes. What did it all mean? What was he forced to do? Nothing made sense to Ginny. She sighed and didn't want to think about it even more. But, as she lay in bed that night it was the only thing she could think about.
She blinked a few times until the sun lighted room she slept in came into few. She eyes felt blurred and wet. She didn't remember for a second, but a few moments and the letter came into mind. She wondered if Draco noticed the letter missing. She wanted to know, what was happening to him. She needed to talk to him. Fortunately for Ginny, Draco was already ahead of her. The second she stepped into the Great Hall for breakfast, an owl flew to her and dropped off a letter from an obvious person.
Little weasel,
Meet me at the same classroom at the same time. If you have anything of mine, you better bring it or else. I'm not joking. You better come.
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After reading that letter, I knew for a fact that I was in way to deep. I often found myself wondering why I had brought this upon myself. I mean, why did I have to be so damn curious? Why couldn't I just get the damn bet over with and not get my head cut off in the process? Yeah, well I suppose I was a Gryffindor. Supposedly I was all brave and all that shit that came with the Gryff package. But, I knew I hardly had any of the characteristics of a true Gryffindor. Well, at the time that was what I believed. You might even wonder why I got sorted into Gryffindor, well the time to prove myself would come.
Until then, I was worried about what was going on with Draco. Actually, I was more worried about what he would do to me after I told him I read the letter from his father. But, that night my relationship (or lack therefore) with Draco took an unexpected turn and the morning after was even worse. No, we didn't sleep together you perverted soul. But I know we connected.
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"Weasel, hand it over" Those were the first words out of Draco's mouth as Ginny walked into the room. He had stood up from the chair he had waited in and backed her up against the way. Ginny gulped and shook. She took the letter out of her pocket and handed it over.
"Did you read it?" He asked dangerously. Ginny stared at the floor, not daring to say a word. She didn't even need to. "Damn it! Don't you know how to mind your own bloody business?!" He yelled. Ginny was afraid someone might hear them. He moved away from her and put his hand on the doorknob, expecting her to move. She didn't.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? Get out of my way." His words were harsh. She didn't budge. She couldn't. She couldn't let him leave without him understanding and especially without her understanding.
"What did he do to you?" She said in a less then audible voice.
"Speak up little weaslette." He commanded.
She raised her voice. "What did he do to you?" Her eyes were not on him, but on the ground, too afraid to look at him.
"That's not of your damn business." He spat, "Move aside."
"No.I have to know." She said.
He was taken aback. "Since when was a poor muggle lover as yourself allowed to pry into my business? Why don't you go stalk potter or someone, you aren't worth my time." His eyes narrowed at her.
Ginny wanted to cry. The tears were burning her eyes. But, she held them back. She was determined to get through to him. He was going to talk whether he liked it or not. She was in too deep now.
She looked up at him, tears near falling. "It's been my business since I heard you yelling in your sleep! Since it sounded like you were screaming for your life! Since I needed to understand and since I needed someone to understand me! It's been my business since.since." She wanted to continue, to tell him about the bet and get everything over with. But she couldn't, she held her tongue. "I'm in far too deep now Malfoy, so just please.tell me."
She couldn't know about all of that. She couldn't ever understand. "Since when have you heard me screaming in my sleep? Sneaking into my room? Huh, what is it Weasley?" He held his ground.
"Since that night you were in the hospital wing from the quidditch match.I was asked to watch over you." She answered quietly. Well, that would explain a lot, he thought.
He backed away from the door and closer to the teacher's desk. He took of the black robe that had the green and silver Slytherin patched on it. He had a plain black shirt underneath and he caught Ginny's eye for a moment before he continued. He pulled up his left hand sleeve and held out his arm. It was clearly visible to Ginny what he wanted her to see. The dark mark was tattooed on his forearm.
Ginny remained silent, not exactly sure what to say. Draco stared at her for a second then put back his silk robe.
"I'm fourteen." He said, "Most death eaters get the dark mark at the age of sixteen or eighteen and even those ages are still young." He looked at Ginny's obviously frightened face. "It was forced upon me by the bastard who has the nerve to call himself my father." He laughed bitterly, "I still wonder what they see in me. Why I was chosen for this 'great honor' to serve my 'master'. But I guess.it's just living up to the Malfoy name. They forget, I'm only half a Malfoy." Draco took a seat on the floor and leaned against the wooden desk.
"Now you know.so, what are you going to do about it? Tell the headmaster that there's a death eater in the school? Or maybe you'll tell the Delusional trio."
Ginny's mind paused for while. She could leave right now, but what was the harm? He wasn't really a.death eater. She took her chances and walked toward him. She sat next to him on the floor and sighed. "It's not your fault, you know."
"It is though.I could have stopped it." He said.
"How?" She questioned.
"I.I don't know. Somehow.I could have, I just know I could have." He answered.
"You don't know that. You shouldn't dwell on things that are in the past."
He thought on this for a while and then changed the subject quickly. "Why are you talking to me?" He asked, "I've treated you like crap, you know that."
She hesitated. Maybe she could say something like, I don't really want to talk to you, I actually just want to win a 5 galleon bet and then screw you over and go back to my daily life of being me. But no, that wouldn't due. She decided to answer a question with a question, "Why do you talk to me?"
"I don't really now. Of all people, I wouldn't even think about talking to you. But, I've held this in for so long and you just came along." He said slowly, making sure every word came out the right way.
"I see." Ginny said in her small voice. "Well, I'm glad. It's been awhile.since I was able to actually talk to someone."
"Well then, there's no harm in it now, is there?"
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I told you, we connected. But, that night was somewhat a mistake. Yet, it had its good points. I mean, I was finally getting close to my target. But, maybe I was getting a little too close. On another note, I finally got a lot out of me that night, everything from the chamber of secrets, Tom, Harry, to my brothers, the feeling of insecurity and the part of me that felt like I was an outcast.
Draco did talk to me, which was strange. I mean, I wasn't used to hearing his voice talk in long sentences. Usually when I heard his voice it was the regular insult which was less then twenty words. But, I learned a lot that night, about him, about me and about everything around me. I understood more.
Yes, that night was a good one. Probably one of the best nights I ever had in my years in Hogwarts. It was definitely way up there in the list of the top ten best night. Yeah, but when morning came, it was dreadful. Very.dreadful. And then, came the end of the year and it was very.dreadful.
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Ginny felt warm and comfortable. It was quiet, yet she could tell it was morning, which was strange. There were no girls running around asking if they could borrow anything, no girlish giggle, there were no sounds of rustlings of clothing. It was too quiet, too quiet for her to be in her dorm. Her eyes snapped open at the thought of what happened the night before and she found herself leaning against who else, but Draco Malfoy.
She shivered as she drew away from the blonde haired boy, she wasn't wearing her robe. She didn't remember when she took it off, but the warmth was definitely from Draco who had his arm draped lazily over her shoulders. She sighed. It was actually pretty nice to wake up next to him. Then she felt it, someone's eyes was on her. She looked up to her worst nightmare. A group of students were at the door staring at the two who sat on the floor together. Ginny and Draco. A Weasley and a Malfoy. A Gryffindor and a Slytherin.
"Shit." She mumbled to herself. She got up from Draco, cleared her throat, and made a run for it. When she finally reached her dorm, she felt a bit stupid. She was so careless the night before and she didn't even remember when they had both fallen asleep. And she felt stupid for just leaving him there. She didn't even think to wake him up. And then she felt even more stupid for leaving her robe on the ground next to him. She was always taught, by her brothers, to never leave any evidence. She was so stupid.
It was a Saturday much to her pleasure. Classes and exams had ended the week before and students were getting ready to leave. She hoped they were all packing and too busy to hear a little bit of gossip. But, that was highly unlikely.
She sighed to herself as she finally decided to leave her dorm and head for the Great Hall for the end of school feast. Before she arrived, she was stopped by Parvati and Lavender.
"Good job Gin." Parvati winked at her. Lavender approached her with 5 galleons in her hands.
"What.what's this?" She asked her.
"The bet.you won fair and square. I mean, we just wanted a kiss, but you've got everyone talking about how Ginny Weasley seduced Draco Malfoy into an empty classroom in the middle of the night" Lavender replied.
"But." Ginny began, but the two girls walked away. She wanted to explain. To tell them, she wasn't trying to win the bet at the time. She and Draco were actually talking.having a civilized conversation. But no, that's not what everyone else believed. Then she realized, she could use this to her advantage. She didn't want to explain what she was doing with Draco. If they thought it was a bet, then she would certainly be admired for it, not interrogated. So she left it at that, there was nothing between Ginny and Draco, no forbidden or secret relationship, there was only a 5 galleon bet.
So, she continued her way to the Great hall with calm thoughts. But, they soon disappeared as she noticed the crowd that was blocking the entrance to the Great Hall. She rushed in and it wasn't a surprise to who she found. Harry and Hermione were hold a very bright red and angry Ron Weasley who seemed to want to attack the Slytherin in front of him.
Draco stood, with his usual calm façade and just seemed to stare and hid a laugh.
"I swear I will kill you for touching my sister!" Ron yelled.
Draco raised an eyebrow, "I'll touch who I want and you're sister with touch who ever she wants."
"She wouldn't ever touch dirty scum like you Malfoy!"
"I'm sure your right." His voice was sarcastic. Ron was extremely pissed and now was able to free himself from the grip of his friends. He lunged at Draco, knocking him to the ground. He raised his fist to smash it into the slytherin prat in front of him, but he was stopped. Ginny was using all her might to make sure Ron didn't hit Draco.
"Ronald! Stop it!" She yelled. He fell back.
"Ginny, what the hell do you think you're doing defending him!?" He motioned toward Draco who was now brushing himself off.
"I.I just don't want to see you in the hospital wing, especially since we're leaving so soon!" She tried to keep her voice steady.
"What in bloody Merlin's name were you doing with him in that classroom! Do you know how many rumors are flying around this school!?" He was definitely furious.
"I.you.I mean.it was bet!" She stood up, choking on her words. "Damn it, it was just a stupid bet and I don't want to see you get beat up over it! You should be proud of me for all I deserve. For once I showed Malfoy that I'm better then him! It was just a damned bet and don't think much more of it. I don't care anymore about anything. Stop trying to control me Ron!" She threw down the 5 galleons that she had won and she wanted to break down and cry. Her eyes fell on the one person she wanted to be with.
Draco Malfoy stared at her, a bit shocked. For once, she could see how he was feeling. She had hurt him.bad. But, it was better this way.right? She left the crowd and went into the Great Hall.
When time came, she didn't know what to do. She boarded the Hogwarts Express, wanting to forget about the events of her third year. She wanted to forget any feelings there were between her and Malfoy. So, she turned her back from the person who now knew the most about her and never wanted to think about him again. Who knew what the next term would bring. Right now, she wanted to find solace in the empty compartment at the end of the train.
A/N: Blah, I rushed the ending because I wanted to finish this before I leave to go to Florida for vacation. I just wanted to see how many reviews I get for this and if I should continue it once I get back. I actually have no clue where this story is going. But, I'll figure something out. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I'll be back in a week to start writing again. Sorry if it sucked. ^^;;;
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I wish I could say it started somewhere before or after him. I wish that I could come and believe that he wasn't the reason I fell apart. But he was and always will be. I hate girls like that, which would make me a hypocrite, because I am one of those girls.
I hate girls who fall apart because of a guy. Those girls who think their lives are over once their sleazy boyfriend dumps them. Those girls who start to hate themselves because the boy they utterly adore won't seem to look their way. After all the while I look back on it, I hate the fact that became one of those girls.
You might be thinking, oh jeeze, another one of these stories about the girl who never got that boy. Well yeah, it's started like that then turned to something along the lines of a much more darker situation.
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Virginia Weasley was like any normal girl, however you would define normal. She was quiet, friendly, and got good grades. She would help people whenever they needed it, but always tried to stand up for herself.
However, trying doesn't always get you what you want. Yes, Virginia was one of those girls who you would label a goody-two-shoes. Yet, she was an outcast. She never thought twice about it though. She hardly recognized it. Most people liked her. She was a good person to be around. But she didn't really have close friends. She did have a closed group of people she considered friends. Not people she could go to and cry on there shoulders, but they provided company.
She tried her best to hang out with the three, her brother, Ron, Hermione, and the boy she loved, Harry Potter. The first time she actually saw him was the day of his first year as he boarded the Hogwarts Express. She immediately fell.
As Ginny boarded the Hogwarts Express a year later, she was extremely excited. It was her first year and she was anxious to meet new people and see what her brothers and their friends did before her. But, as the year progressed, things didn't go her way. Being the youngest Weasley, no one thought of her as anything new and by the events of the end of the year, she hardly wanted to go back.
She trusted Tom Riddle with everything. She thought that he was truly the closest friend she had ever had. Then, he betrayed her and slowly she realized she was being used.
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Alright, lets rewind all the way to the whole 'the boy she loved' thing. Notice the tense? Loved. I look back on it now, and I wonder, why the hell did I sweat this kid? I think I'd like to change that word to admired. After all, to love is to admire with the heart; to admire is to love with the mind. I loved him because he was the Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the one who will defeat the dark lord. Sometimes I even think that it was my ego. I mean, I never loved him, I just cried when I realized he didn't love me.
It makes me sick. I thought he was my soul mate. Boy was I wrong. How stupid could I be? So he said hi to me in the hallways once in a while and I thought I saw him look at me once, did that matter? Did that make him in love with me? I thought it did at one point. Around the age of 13 or 14 I finally realized that I had enough. I was sick of the tears he made me cry at night. I was sick of staring at him. I was sick of smiling whenever he looked at me. I was dying inside. Okay, I'm going to start sounding pathetic.let's go to the whole Tom Riddle thing.
Hah, being used? Sure, at the time it totally freaked me out. I mean, who would want me to be their puppet? Who would want me as a player in there game? I thought I wasn't good for anything and here comes Tom Riddle pretending he's my friend and then backstabbing me. You know what? I liked it. It gave me the feeling that I was meant for something. It was an unusual something though, most people think they were meant to save the world (*ahem*potter*ahem*) and others think that they are to spread joy around the world, or something like that.
Not me though, I thought that I was meant to play this part in one of Tom's way to get back to power. Of course, things didn't turn out all that well and I freaked out at the end, but I still did what he needed me to do. Harry came, saved the day and boy was I happy! I mean, I simply adored this boy and here I'm thinking that he came here especially for me!
Nope, wrong again. He went to defeat Tom, again. Saving his best friend's sister was just a bonus. But, we're talking about that exact time. Now I know how stupid I was, but back then I had no idea. I was so gullible in believing anything my brain wanted me to.
So I went on with the whole loving Harry fiasco as I had been doing the whole year. I even remember the valentine I sent him. I know I was stupid and so was the song. I think it was around that time I began my path of getting over him. I remember it clearly. I remember what he said that got me.
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The days had gone by and everyone was alert and suspicious. The Heir of Slytherin could strike whenever and wherever. Harry Potter got snide remarks everywhere he went and couldn't help but notice all the staring he received. The Great Hall was all dressed up for Valentine's Day and all the girls seemed to be enjoying it.
Dwarfs were running around delivering valentines and everyone seemed to giggle at the receiver who usually turned bright red after finished. Ginny was at the stairs ready for her next class, when she saw a dwarf go up to Harry Potter. She heard him try to get him away, but with no luck and a lot of commotion. Then she heard it and she could have died.
His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad, His hair is as dark as a blackboard. I wish he was mine, he's really divine, The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.
She had asked the dwarf to send any valentine to him, as long as it was sweet. She didn't know that dwarfs had poor poetry writing capabilities. Everyone began to laugh and she giggled a bit to hide the frustration. Oh, was she going to kill that dwarf. And then, there was the fight between him and Draco. When Percy finally told Harry he would take off house points, she was about to leave. That's when he said it with his cold voice and daily facade. "I don't think Potter liked your valentine much!"
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Yes, Draco Malfoy changed me. Even before we had a relationship he was able to see right through me. Now that I think of it, I never thanked him for those words. They made me realize that I was wasting my time. It did lead me on a totally painful path, but nonetheless, chasing after Harry would have hurt just as much. But then again, if I still was after Harry, then Draco would have never.oh never you mind.that's a story for another time. Let's continue.
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The next year, things were the same for Virginia as she constantly chased after Harry Potter. She became known for her crush and everyone knew it, other then being known as Ron's little sister. Soon she fell into a rebellious state and began thinking she was able to do anything.
She was growing up and because she hung out with her brother's friends, she was growing up all too fast. Boys started to notice her, but she only had eyes for one.
But, she was getting a bit sick of it and a bit tired of not having someone by her side. Soon enough, she realized she could get a guy if she wanted to. What was the use for waiting for Harry?
Then, one night, a silly dare developed into something very big. Ginny, Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati sat in girl's dormitory and began to talk. It was mostly girl stuff, their crushes, latest fashions, grades, and what not. They had been talking about Hermione's relationship with Ron and that's when Lavender brought it up.
"How about you, Ginny? Got any guys in mind? Oh.I almost forgot, you're still after Harry." She said it in a teasing voice.
Ginny blushed a bit, "That's not true. I'm over Harry, way over Harry."
Then in a matter-of-fact voice she said, "Then why don't you have a boyfriend? I mean, guys talk about you all the time."
Ginny blushed even more didn't say anything. Hermione jumped in, "Ginny could get any she wanted, I'm sure of that!"
"Do I hear a challenge?" Parvati giggled.
Lavender grinned, "Why don't we have a bet?"
"What do you have in mind?" asked Hermione.
Her grin widened, "We each bet 5 galleons, me and Lavender and you and Ginny. Let's see if you can get the guy we name to fall for you in a month."
Hermione gave a kind of nervous laugh and agreed. Ginny hesitated and wondered how bad it could get. In the end, she reluctantly agreed.
Lavender and Parvati laughed and huddled to think of a guy that was fit to be seduced as Hermione and Ginny looked on anxiously.
"Alright!" Announced Lavender, "We've got it." They both were on the brink of laughter and that was a sign that this wasn't going to be good.
"Draco Malfoy." Parvati said and immediately burst into giggles. Hermione and Ginny stared at them with there jaws on the floor as Lavender smirked.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Exclaimed Hermione.
"They've got to be kidding you!? How about me!? I'm the one who is supposed to seduce this guy!" Ginny was turning bright red.
"You guys agreed, you should have thought on it before." Said Lavender.
Ginny sighed, "Fine, but I'm going to need much more then a month. Give me till the end of the year and we have a deal."
"That long?" Parvati pouted.
"Oh come on! There is only about two months left of the term, what's another month?" Asked Hermione.
"Fine, we have a deal. One real kiss, given to you by Draco." Lavender extended her hand and they all shook on it. This was going to be interesting..
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Eh, first mistake: blushing immensely. What was up with that? I sound like a little school girl. Well, I suppose I was. But, now I wish that I was back in those days. Bets with friends were so much easier then what I go through now. I suppose this was the start of a very bad idea and the start of a very bad road. Oh well, I choose my path and there was no turning back. I guess I shouldn't regret it. It did lead me to him.
I was annoyed. The whole half of my second term was finished and Harry had made no indication to liking me or even that I was there. I wanted to do something daring. I wanted to be able to forget about him and leave all the tears behind. I wanted to start over again. And you know what? It worked.
I guess I was at that point in my life, where I was mad at the world. I was daring the world to push me off the cliff, just to see if I could fly. This bet was my dare to the world, and eventually it did push me off. Did I fly or not? You'll find out soon enough.
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Ginny walked into the Great Hall with Hermione the next week after major planning. It was lunch time and Ginny was exhausted from classes and trying to seduce someone was hard enough. She hadn't even started, the planning was hard enough. She walked in and got the daily stares. Her eyes were dark with eyeliner and her lips shined with lip gloss. Her skirt was shorter then usual, but her second hand robes covered her. Her hair was a bit wavy and cascaded down a few inches from her shoulder.
"Are you sure about this?" She whispered.
Hermione nodded, "Perfectly."
"I've never." Ginny began.
Hermione cut her off, "Just go with the flow, alright?" Ginny sighed and nodded as Hermione sat next to Ron and she sat a couple seats away from them.
Everything was set. She knew Draco's class schedule and exactly where to walk at what time. She sat down and had one more thing to do. After getting a quick glance at the Slytherin table, she began conversation with Dean Thomas.
"Hey Dean." She said sweetly.
"H-hey there Gin." He stuttered out.
"How are you?" She asked casually.
"Everything is great I suppose." He said slowly, "And you?"
"Peachy." She replied. "What class do you have next?"
"Uh.actually I have a free period next." He said.
She smiled, "Great. I was wondering if you would help me out with some Charms homework." She knew exactly where this was going.
"Of course." He replied. They both agreed to meet in the empty classroom across from the Transfiguration room. Ginny left the Great Hall and caught Hermione's eye. She nodded and Hermione understood. Things were well underway.
Ginny and Dean sat alone in the classroom and Ginny was almost about to fall asleep as Dean explained the homework. Just before Dean was about to realized that Ginny was uninterested in the subject, they both heard someone outside yell "Ron!" It was Hermione, and that was the sign. Ginny cleared her throat and straightened up. Dean gave her a quick glance and she smiled as he continued.
She yawned and Dean looked up again. "That boring, huh?" He asked.
Ginny shrugged, "I could think of better things to do."
"Like.what?" He asked nervously. Ginny wanted to laugh. But, she kept her cool and pulled the chair closer, never taking her eyes off of the boy in front of her. She felt his heart quicken and chuckled. She closed her eyes and leaned in. Just about the time her lips reached his, the door quickly opened. She stayed in the same position for a couple of seconds and then slowly pulled away to face the door. Ginny smiled, he was just on time.
"What the hell is this!? I'm supposed to meet Snape here for a potion that needs help to be brewed." Draco Malfoy, the notorious Slytherin bad boy was standing at the door furious. His blonde hair was slicked back and he wore all black.
"I'm sorry Malfoy, I think you must have heard wrong because as you can see," She paused and gave him a wicked grin, "we're a bit busy in here."
"What are you playing at Weaslette?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh.nothing." She gave him an innocent look and collected her possessions as she headed out the door. She quickly brushed past the young Malfoy and licked her lips. Her eyes surveyed his body and she made direct eye contact. He still had a puzzled look on his face. She laughed as she walked out the door.
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I swear I'm an innocent girl! Hah, I remember all of that like it was yesterday. That was the time I believed that boys were just toys and all they deserved from me was to be played. Well, Draco had it in for him. Sure he was known as the Slytherin Sex god, but he was about to meet the queen of seduction.
Sometimes I don't believe how young I was back then. I tried to grow up to fast, and I wish I could take it all back now that I've seen the path it's taken me. I wish that when I was twelve I was playing with dolls and what not. But tell me, what twelve year old girl still does childish things like that at the age of twelve. Girls begin to mature fast. I have come to believe it was all because of me. Don't ask why, just because.
But anyways, I had so much in store for the boys of Hogwarts School of witch craft and wizardry for the next couple of years. After Draco, there would be so many to play with, or at least that was what I thought. They had it coming for them. Whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, I don't know. All I knew was that it was going to be big and dramatic. They would never forget Virginia Weasley. I would make sure of that.
At the time, I thought doing that one thing would be the hardest of all. But, I was wrong.as usual. Actually being near Draco was damn scary. It all happened on a spring night in the hospital wing.
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Ginny sat on a bed in the hospital wing. She wasn't sick, nor was she injured. She had volunteered to help out Madam Pompfrey. There weren't many visitors lately, which was strange considering how many fights her brother and Malfoy got into. When she was just about to get up and ask if she could leave, she heard quick moving footsteps. Marcus Flint came running in with what looked like an unconscious Draco dragging by his feet.
"What happened?" She asked.
"Where's Madam Pompfrey?" He asked immediately.
Ginny frowned, "For your information, I'm in charge here. What happened?"
He looked at her for a moment and began to explain. "Quidditch practice. I don't know, bludgers turned psycho all of a sudden. One hit him in the head, while the other might have broken his arm. I'm no doctor."
"Right.can you please not drag him?" He shrugged and Ginny shook her head, "Wingardium Leviosa." She levitated him to a bed. "You can leave. We'll get back to you. He needs rest and medical attention."
"Right." The quidditch captain left.
Ginny left to fetch Madam Pompfrey and she did what she did best. Draco was better in no time, but still left unconscious. Ginny was left there to watch over him. Night was creeping over and Ginny was getting bored. Draco did not wake from his peaceful slumber. Ginny was worried, but Madam Pompfrey told her he was definitely going to be alright and there would be no permanent damage.
As 1 o' clock came, Ginny was about to leave. That's when she heard him.
"Stop."
She turned around. "Draco?" He didn't say anything. Maybe she was hearing things. But he spoke again.
"Leave me alone." His voice was cold and evenly toned.
"Draco, are you talking to me?" She rushed toward his bed. He seemed like he was asleep. All of a sudden, his body tensed, and Ginny freaked.
He was yelling now, "Stop! Get the hell away from me! No!" His eyes shot open and Ginny fell back. It was a chilling sight. His eyes were no longer cold and gray, but pure black and dead. She quickly got up and went by him again. She put her hand on his forehead, he was burning up.
"Shit." She muttered. She got a wet towel and placed it on the top of his feverish forehead. For a minute, he just lay there. His body and muscles were tense, he had a burning fever, and his eyes were wide open. After a while, he calmed and Ginny fell to the floor again, exhausted. She stayed there the rest of the night and Draco never stirred once.
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My, oh my, that was a freaky night. I wanted to forget about it. All I wanted to do was seduce him and get my 5 galleons. But slowly, I realized that I was getting involved with whatever was happening with him. That was surely no mere nightmare. I was scared, and I didn't want to talk about it with him until the right time. But, how could I talk to him about it? It's not like we had some sort of relationship where he can tell me all his secrets and what not. But, what if he didn't know that he was mumbling (well.screaming) in his sleep? I didn't know what to do. I was lost and confused.
So, I did what I wanted to do. I forgot about it. Yeah, I took the easy way out. But a while later, it came right back and I knew, there was no choice. But, that was later in the year. Anyway, I needed sometime alone with my thoughts.
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"Draco isn't at his table.what'd you do to him?" Lavender smirked as she took the seat next to Ginny during dinner. Hermione was sitting with Ron and Harry a few seats away. Parvati was sitting across from Lavender.
"How's it going?" asked Parvati
Ginny didn't look up from her food. "With me or with.him?"
She smiled. "You know."
"Give me time." She got up and retreated to somewhere she could enjoy her privacy. She walked to no where in particular. Students were probably in the Great Hall or there dorms, so the halls were pretty much empty. She sighed and took a seat on one of the staircases. Portraits greeted her, but she ignored them. Ghosts flew by, but she was stuck in her own little world. She was busy thinking and figuring this out. She didn't even notice the student pass by her, but he noticed her.
"Weaslette, what are you doing out so past your bedtime." Draco snarled.
She almost didn't realize he was there. "It's nine." She said bluntly, not coming into full realization.
"Your point?"
She looked up and saw his grey eyes staring at her. No damn it, I'm not ready for this, she thought to herself. She moistened her lips and Draco smiled.
"You've changed." He said.
"We all change on a daily basis. We grow and we learn." She said.
"My, my, aren't we one with the sarcastic comments?"
Ginny shook her head and leaned against the wall. "Yeah that's one of us, where are yours?"
He didn't say anything for a minute. "Not following around Potter like a dog anymore?"
Ginny could have laughed out loud. Been there, heard that, give me something new. She could tell she was making him a bit nervous. She was glad. "I'm surprised you haven't noticed, but I'm the one who's got the dogs following her." Her voice held a hint of disgust.
He snickered. "What I'm surprised at is that a filthy, poor, muggle lover like you could get all the boys hooked."
She raised an eyebrow. "All the boys?"
".all but one." He corrected himself.
She quietly chuckled. "Stop lying to yourself Malfoy."
"If you think that I, Draco Malfoy, would even have the pleasure of looking at you, you must think highly of yourself." He said bitterly. She made a brief 'hmph' noise and stood up. She walked toward him and before she could stop herself, she wrapped her arms against his neck and placed her lips on his. Her heart was rapidly beating. She didn't know how it would turn out. Maybe he would pusher her away, but he didn't.
He parted his lips and she gained entrance. It was fierce at first, while gradually getting soft and tender. After a moment, she parted from the Slytherin's lips and touch. She looked into his grey eyes, showing no emotion. He didn't say anything. She took that as a good sign. She moistened her lips and walked away from him.
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Whoa, now that was unexpected. What exactly tempted me to do that? I contemplated it all night. Thoughts crowded my mind, making me unable to sleep. I still don't know the complete answer. Maybe I wanted to prove myself. I wanted to prove myself to Lavender, Parvati, Hermione.and Draco. He noticed that I changed and I was glad. I didn't want him to look at me like the little girl who chased after the boy who lived.
Maybe, it was the thrill of the moment. I had never done anything like that before. I was usually such a good girl, never giving myself away to a boy. Maybe, it was because he upset me. I was used to his comments before, but now.I don't know what happened. His words made me realize that I would never be able to win this bet. But, I wanted real proof. So, I kissed him. Nevertheless, he didn't say anything. But, he didn't give a rude remark. So I was content. But, after that I always felt eyes watching me. And I knew exactly who's they belong to.
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It was nearly two weeks after the 'Staircase Test' as Ginny would like to put it, and she and Draco never talked once. They stole glances at each other, but nothing more. Ginny wondered if he remembered. But, when she caught the look he gave her, the answer was definitely a yes.
She was sitting at the Great Hall, next to Hermione and a few other people in her grade, when the mail came. She didn't expect anything, since there mom usually gave everything to Percy or Fred and George. When the owl came down and the rolled up piece of parchment landed on the table, she ignored it. That is, until Hermione pointed it out to her.
"Um.Ginny.you have mail." She said.
Ginny looked up from her meal, "No, I wouldn't get mail."
Hermione pointed at it, "I'm pretty sure it's for you."
Ginny looked and sure enough, on the beige parchment was her name, 'V. Weasley' scrawled in neat print and dark green ink. She picked it up and unscrolled it underneath the table.
It's been a while. I always see you staring at me. Got a new infatuation? Well, better me then Potter I suppose. But I'll get right to the point, what the hell is up with you? Don't reply with an owl. Come talk to me. You know where. Come at midnight. You know who this is from.
She stared at it and after finally getting her brain working, she stood up. Hermione gave her a puzzling look.
She excused herself. "I don't feel so good.I'll be in my dorm." Hermione nodded and she left the great hall, his eyes still following her.
When she got to her dorm, she threw the parchment at her trunk and fell on the bed. She sighed a loud and frustrated sigh as she buried her face into her pillow. What had she gotten herself into? A kiss couldn't be that hard to get, would it? Plus, she needed someone other then herself and Draco to witness it. She never thought.it would be so hard. But, she always liked to finish what she started.
When night came, she put on her cloak and quietly slipped out of her dorm. She made sure none of her roommates were awake. She exited the common room and went to their meeting place. It was midnight when she left her dorm and when she got to the staircase, he was waiting.
"8 minutes." He said impatiently.
"Shut it." She warned.
He smirked, "So."
She put a hand on her hip, "You're the one who told me to come here and I suppose you get to the point before we're caught."
"Good point, follow me." He began to leave.
"Wait! Where are you going?" She asked.
"Somewhere we won't be caught so easily." He said simply.
She frowned and followed him. He led the wait into a locked classroom and after whispering the selective spell, 'alohamora', he walked in. Ginny followed him, a bit hesitant. He sat down at the front desk as Ginny shut the door.
She walked toward him, "So.now what?"
He shrugged and she took a seat on the floor.
"So, you're telling me you invited me here to sit in silence." She was not a very patient person, especially when it came to something she needed.
"You've changed." He stated.
She rolled her eyes, "You said that already."
"I know. I'm just making a point. But really, why the sudden change?" He asked.
She thought on it for a while, "Because I'm tired of being me. I'm tired of being the little sister and I'm tired of being quiet and held down. I'm not the little girl everyone thought I was. In fact, I never was."
"I see. Now, why me?"
She choked on the words, "I.like you.erm.a lot." Yeah it was sappy, but maybe if she played the 'I like you' card, then she would have a chance. "And.it may be hard to believe, but I think I could actually understand you." Throw in a little sincerity and hopefully it's a done deal.
"Oh really? No more Potter?" His eyes flashed with amusement.
"I'm over him. I've been over him for a long time now." She said, it was a fact.
"And.you think you could understand me?" He said slowly with emphasis on the last word.
She nodded, "I think.we could understand each other."
"He looked at her closely. "So, tell me now, what exactly do you think you understand about me?"
"Well," She began, "You're not as strong as you put out. You put on a daily mask, so nobody questions you. You feel as if your life is being controlled by someone other then you. You feel the need to prove yourself because that was how you were brought up. And you're hiding something.something very, very deep." The look he gave her told her she had hit it exactly. There was an awkward silence. At first, it was just a game to her. Now, she was getting deeper and it scared her. She didn't want to get to know Draco, considering how fucked up his life seemed. She just.wanted to win a bet. Or so she thought.
She sighed and got up and walked toward the chair Draco was sitting in. They looked each other in the eye. She bent down and kissed his neck, her heartbeat quickened. Draco didn't move, nor did he stop her. She couldn't, not here, not now. It wasn't the right time. If she did this right now, it would show that she wasn't just in it for the money, but something else. She pulled away and turned from him.
"I'll see you around." She walked out the door and headed back to bed.
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That changed everything. After meeting with Draco, it led me down the path that I could not return from. I told him, that I liked him and gave the impression that I cared for him and I understood him. Well, I did understand him. But, did I care for him? Did I like him? Not at the time, I didn't. It was just a game. It was just a silly little game that would change my world forever.
We didn't talk till the next month. It was the last month of the year and I was a bit nervous that I wouldn't be able to complete my bet. Hermione even considered using a polyjuice potion and get some random guy to volunteer. But no, I was determined and my determination would get me far. Not to mention, although I wouldn't admit it, I had some desire to feel his lips against mine. I never thought that he would give me that feeling. I never thought anyone would give me that feeling after Harry. But, he did.
I didn't like him at all. Don't get me mistaken, I told you already and I'll tell you over and over again. Well, I know I didn't like him the way I liked Harry. But he was.different. Was I attracted to him? Merlin yes, who wasn't? But I didn't like him, nor did I want to love him. It was the rush of things.the adrenalin.whenever I was near him, I needed more. He was a drug and I was addicted.
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Ginny was walking down the empty hallway. It was the afternoon and she only had one more class to go to and she was done for the day. She wasn't watching where she was going when she bumped into someone, her books falling to the grown. She thought she would fall as well, but she felt herself being held up. She looked up to see, who else, but Draco Malfoy.
"Hey." She said breathlessly
He didn't reply. Instead he let her go and picked up her books. He gave them to her and turned to leave. Ginny frowned, well that was interesting, she thought. Then something caught her eye. There was a piece of parchment, neatly folded into a rectangle. On it was the name, Draco Malfoy.
She took a step toward him and called out his name, "Hey.uh.Draco?"
He stopped and looked over his shoulder, surprised to here someone call him by his first name. "What is it Weasley."
She was about to ask him if the letter was his, when she stopped. Curiosity got the best of her. "Oh.never mind."
He didn't reply and left. When his footsteps died away, she kneeled and picked up the letter from the ground. Carefully, she placed it into her robe pocket and went off to her next class, transfiguration.
Ginny was not a very patient person, especially with McGonagall droning on. The second they were dismissed, she was out the door. She left for her dormitory and when she got there, she plopped herself onto her bed and opened the letter.
Son,
I know, you are probably extremely angry at the moment. Just think about this though. You are doing a great deed, not only for the Dark lord, but for the Malfoy family as well. I know that you did not want this, especially at your young age, but you need to be put into line and now is the best time. Forcing you into this was the best thing at the time. Now realize, now that you are in this deep, what is the use of turning back? Serve your lord and your family. I will see you after the term is over. Narcissus sends her regards.
- Lucius Malfoy
She stared at the letter for a while. Then, she slowly folded it back up and sat for at least a whole five minutes. What did it all mean? What was he forced to do? Nothing made sense to Ginny. She sighed and didn't want to think about it even more. But, as she lay in bed that night it was the only thing she could think about.
She blinked a few times until the sun lighted room she slept in came into few. She eyes felt blurred and wet. She didn't remember for a second, but a few moments and the letter came into mind. She wondered if Draco noticed the letter missing. She wanted to know, what was happening to him. She needed to talk to him. Fortunately for Ginny, Draco was already ahead of her. The second she stepped into the Great Hall for breakfast, an owl flew to her and dropped off a letter from an obvious person.
Little weasel,
Meet me at the same classroom at the same time. If you have anything of mine, you better bring it or else. I'm not joking. You better come.
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After reading that letter, I knew for a fact that I was in way to deep. I often found myself wondering why I had brought this upon myself. I mean, why did I have to be so damn curious? Why couldn't I just get the damn bet over with and not get my head cut off in the process? Yeah, well I suppose I was a Gryffindor. Supposedly I was all brave and all that shit that came with the Gryff package. But, I knew I hardly had any of the characteristics of a true Gryffindor. Well, at the time that was what I believed. You might even wonder why I got sorted into Gryffindor, well the time to prove myself would come.
Until then, I was worried about what was going on with Draco. Actually, I was more worried about what he would do to me after I told him I read the letter from his father. But, that night my relationship (or lack therefore) with Draco took an unexpected turn and the morning after was even worse. No, we didn't sleep together you perverted soul. But I know we connected.
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"Weasel, hand it over" Those were the first words out of Draco's mouth as Ginny walked into the room. He had stood up from the chair he had waited in and backed her up against the way. Ginny gulped and shook. She took the letter out of her pocket and handed it over.
"Did you read it?" He asked dangerously. Ginny stared at the floor, not daring to say a word. She didn't even need to. "Damn it! Don't you know how to mind your own bloody business?!" He yelled. Ginny was afraid someone might hear them. He moved away from her and put his hand on the doorknob, expecting her to move. She didn't.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? Get out of my way." His words were harsh. She didn't budge. She couldn't. She couldn't let him leave without him understanding and especially without her understanding.
"What did he do to you?" She said in a less then audible voice.
"Speak up little weaslette." He commanded.
She raised her voice. "What did he do to you?" Her eyes were not on him, but on the ground, too afraid to look at him.
"That's not of your damn business." He spat, "Move aside."
"No.I have to know." She said.
He was taken aback. "Since when was a poor muggle lover as yourself allowed to pry into my business? Why don't you go stalk potter or someone, you aren't worth my time." His eyes narrowed at her.
Ginny wanted to cry. The tears were burning her eyes. But, she held them back. She was determined to get through to him. He was going to talk whether he liked it or not. She was in too deep now.
She looked up at him, tears near falling. "It's been my business since I heard you yelling in your sleep! Since it sounded like you were screaming for your life! Since I needed to understand and since I needed someone to understand me! It's been my business since.since." She wanted to continue, to tell him about the bet and get everything over with. But she couldn't, she held her tongue. "I'm in far too deep now Malfoy, so just please.tell me."
She couldn't know about all of that. She couldn't ever understand. "Since when have you heard me screaming in my sleep? Sneaking into my room? Huh, what is it Weasley?" He held his ground.
"Since that night you were in the hospital wing from the quidditch match.I was asked to watch over you." She answered quietly. Well, that would explain a lot, he thought.
He backed away from the door and closer to the teacher's desk. He took of the black robe that had the green and silver Slytherin patched on it. He had a plain black shirt underneath and he caught Ginny's eye for a moment before he continued. He pulled up his left hand sleeve and held out his arm. It was clearly visible to Ginny what he wanted her to see. The dark mark was tattooed on his forearm.
Ginny remained silent, not exactly sure what to say. Draco stared at her for a second then put back his silk robe.
"I'm fourteen." He said, "Most death eaters get the dark mark at the age of sixteen or eighteen and even those ages are still young." He looked at Ginny's obviously frightened face. "It was forced upon me by the bastard who has the nerve to call himself my father." He laughed bitterly, "I still wonder what they see in me. Why I was chosen for this 'great honor' to serve my 'master'. But I guess.it's just living up to the Malfoy name. They forget, I'm only half a Malfoy." Draco took a seat on the floor and leaned against the wooden desk.
"Now you know.so, what are you going to do about it? Tell the headmaster that there's a death eater in the school? Or maybe you'll tell the Delusional trio."
Ginny's mind paused for while. She could leave right now, but what was the harm? He wasn't really a.death eater. She took her chances and walked toward him. She sat next to him on the floor and sighed. "It's not your fault, you know."
"It is though.I could have stopped it." He said.
"How?" She questioned.
"I.I don't know. Somehow.I could have, I just know I could have." He answered.
"You don't know that. You shouldn't dwell on things that are in the past."
He thought on this for a while and then changed the subject quickly. "Why are you talking to me?" He asked, "I've treated you like crap, you know that."
She hesitated. Maybe she could say something like, I don't really want to talk to you, I actually just want to win a 5 galleon bet and then screw you over and go back to my daily life of being me. But no, that wouldn't due. She decided to answer a question with a question, "Why do you talk to me?"
"I don't really now. Of all people, I wouldn't even think about talking to you. But, I've held this in for so long and you just came along." He said slowly, making sure every word came out the right way.
"I see." Ginny said in her small voice. "Well, I'm glad. It's been awhile.since I was able to actually talk to someone."
"Well then, there's no harm in it now, is there?"
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I told you, we connected. But, that night was somewhat a mistake. Yet, it had its good points. I mean, I was finally getting close to my target. But, maybe I was getting a little too close. On another note, I finally got a lot out of me that night, everything from the chamber of secrets, Tom, Harry, to my brothers, the feeling of insecurity and the part of me that felt like I was an outcast.
Draco did talk to me, which was strange. I mean, I wasn't used to hearing his voice talk in long sentences. Usually when I heard his voice it was the regular insult which was less then twenty words. But, I learned a lot that night, about him, about me and about everything around me. I understood more.
Yes, that night was a good one. Probably one of the best nights I ever had in my years in Hogwarts. It was definitely way up there in the list of the top ten best night. Yeah, but when morning came, it was dreadful. Very.dreadful. And then, came the end of the year and it was very.dreadful.
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Ginny felt warm and comfortable. It was quiet, yet she could tell it was morning, which was strange. There were no girls running around asking if they could borrow anything, no girlish giggle, there were no sounds of rustlings of clothing. It was too quiet, too quiet for her to be in her dorm. Her eyes snapped open at the thought of what happened the night before and she found herself leaning against who else, but Draco Malfoy.
She shivered as she drew away from the blonde haired boy, she wasn't wearing her robe. She didn't remember when she took it off, but the warmth was definitely from Draco who had his arm draped lazily over her shoulders. She sighed. It was actually pretty nice to wake up next to him. Then she felt it, someone's eyes was on her. She looked up to her worst nightmare. A group of students were at the door staring at the two who sat on the floor together. Ginny and Draco. A Weasley and a Malfoy. A Gryffindor and a Slytherin.
"Shit." She mumbled to herself. She got up from Draco, cleared her throat, and made a run for it. When she finally reached her dorm, she felt a bit stupid. She was so careless the night before and she didn't even remember when they had both fallen asleep. And she felt stupid for just leaving him there. She didn't even think to wake him up. And then she felt even more stupid for leaving her robe on the ground next to him. She was always taught, by her brothers, to never leave any evidence. She was so stupid.
It was a Saturday much to her pleasure. Classes and exams had ended the week before and students were getting ready to leave. She hoped they were all packing and too busy to hear a little bit of gossip. But, that was highly unlikely.
She sighed to herself as she finally decided to leave her dorm and head for the Great Hall for the end of school feast. Before she arrived, she was stopped by Parvati and Lavender.
"Good job Gin." Parvati winked at her. Lavender approached her with 5 galleons in her hands.
"What.what's this?" She asked her.
"The bet.you won fair and square. I mean, we just wanted a kiss, but you've got everyone talking about how Ginny Weasley seduced Draco Malfoy into an empty classroom in the middle of the night" Lavender replied.
"But." Ginny began, but the two girls walked away. She wanted to explain. To tell them, she wasn't trying to win the bet at the time. She and Draco were actually talking.having a civilized conversation. But no, that's not what everyone else believed. Then she realized, she could use this to her advantage. She didn't want to explain what she was doing with Draco. If they thought it was a bet, then she would certainly be admired for it, not interrogated. So she left it at that, there was nothing between Ginny and Draco, no forbidden or secret relationship, there was only a 5 galleon bet.
So, she continued her way to the Great hall with calm thoughts. But, they soon disappeared as she noticed the crowd that was blocking the entrance to the Great Hall. She rushed in and it wasn't a surprise to who she found. Harry and Hermione were hold a very bright red and angry Ron Weasley who seemed to want to attack the Slytherin in front of him.
Draco stood, with his usual calm façade and just seemed to stare and hid a laugh.
"I swear I will kill you for touching my sister!" Ron yelled.
Draco raised an eyebrow, "I'll touch who I want and you're sister with touch who ever she wants."
"She wouldn't ever touch dirty scum like you Malfoy!"
"I'm sure your right." His voice was sarcastic. Ron was extremely pissed and now was able to free himself from the grip of his friends. He lunged at Draco, knocking him to the ground. He raised his fist to smash it into the slytherin prat in front of him, but he was stopped. Ginny was using all her might to make sure Ron didn't hit Draco.
"Ronald! Stop it!" She yelled. He fell back.
"Ginny, what the hell do you think you're doing defending him!?" He motioned toward Draco who was now brushing himself off.
"I.I just don't want to see you in the hospital wing, especially since we're leaving so soon!" She tried to keep her voice steady.
"What in bloody Merlin's name were you doing with him in that classroom! Do you know how many rumors are flying around this school!?" He was definitely furious.
"I.you.I mean.it was bet!" She stood up, choking on her words. "Damn it, it was just a stupid bet and I don't want to see you get beat up over it! You should be proud of me for all I deserve. For once I showed Malfoy that I'm better then him! It was just a damned bet and don't think much more of it. I don't care anymore about anything. Stop trying to control me Ron!" She threw down the 5 galleons that she had won and she wanted to break down and cry. Her eyes fell on the one person she wanted to be with.
Draco Malfoy stared at her, a bit shocked. For once, she could see how he was feeling. She had hurt him.bad. But, it was better this way.right? She left the crowd and went into the Great Hall.
When time came, she didn't know what to do. She boarded the Hogwarts Express, wanting to forget about the events of her third year. She wanted to forget any feelings there were between her and Malfoy. So, she turned her back from the person who now knew the most about her and never wanted to think about him again. Who knew what the next term would bring. Right now, she wanted to find solace in the empty compartment at the end of the train.
A/N: Blah, I rushed the ending because I wanted to finish this before I leave to go to Florida for vacation. I just wanted to see how many reviews I get for this and if I should continue it once I get back. I actually have no clue where this story is going. But, I'll figure something out. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I'll be back in a week to start writing again. Sorry if it sucked. ^^;;;
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