Independence
Chapter 1: A New Light
"Ron! Ronald Weasley where are you?" Ginny shouted over the large crowd. Where could he possibly have gotten to. He's probably with Fred and George playing some stupid trick on me, like all summer. Why did she put up with it. All summer she'd wake up to different "surprises". Once she remembered waking up and trying to get out of bed but every time she slid her leg down to the ground it quickly flew back and hit her in the face. She sat there for over an hour not being able to get out of the bed and not being able to draw any attention due to the silent charm. But the worst was definently when she awoke duck taped to her bed with bubble gum in her hair and bugs all around her. She had tried to scream only to realize that there was a sock in her mouth. The only upside to all of the pranks was the trouble it got her brothers in. Ron, George, and Fred had paid dearly for each prank, but still didn't seem to have learned their lesson. Oh well forget it, she'd sit by herself on the train. Why bother the dream team? They didn't want her there and quiet frankly she didn't want to be their either. Of course they'd never admit it though. They'd just say that they wanted her their and she was crazy for thinking otherwise.
She pulled her heavy trunk, filled with all of the things she'd need for Hogwarts onto the train.
"Need some help, Weasley?" An all to familiar voice drawled behind her. Ginny flew around to come face to face with Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" With an equally icy voice.
"No, it's what do you want. I asked you if you needed help with your trunk?" Malfoy looked at her with slight amusement in his eyes.
"If you really feel that all of a sudden you can just turn into a gentlemen after six years, you're wrong. And you know it." Ginny's icy eyes melted into Draco's. 'Wow. The summer's been kind to her.' She was right, normally he wouldn't give a damn if she needed help with her trunk, but wow! She was gorgeous. Her firey red hair was full of loose curls cascading down her back. She had beautiful, round chocolate brown eyes filled with a cold stare at him, but behind that he could see a mix of other things, but couldn't quite tell what. Moving down, he could see that she had definetly lost that little girl body that had been replaced with magnificent curves in all the right places.
"Well, you know that right?" Ginny interrupted his thoughts and looked back to her face. She could tell what he was doing and she hated to admit it, but she was checking him out as well. The summer had been kind to him as well. He had definetly been practicing his quid itch, because perfectly shaped muscle were clearly visible beneath his tight clothing. He still had is pale blond hair and silver-grey eyes, the trademark of the Malfoy family.
"Ah, but Weasley, I wouldn't be so quick to turn down help if I were you." Ginny snapped her eyes away from his body and looked back to his eyes, which were now filled with a mixture of coldness and something else that she couldn't define. "Well, I guess if you don't need my help I'll be leaving." With that he gave her one last glance and turned to walk away.
"Wait!," Draco spung back around to face Ginny, "I guess, if you're really being sincere, I could use a hand or two with my trunk." She looked at him pleadingly.
"That's more like it," replied Draco as he leaned closer to her face. 'He's going to kiss me!' Ginny thought wildly. She felt the desire run through her body. She wanted him to hold her close. 'Wait, what are you thinking? This is Draco Malfoy. Yuck!'
"What are you doing!?" He then bent down to pick up the trunk. 'You fool! He was just picking up the trunk that you said he could help with!'
"Now Virginia, how long are we going to battle this out? I thought you wanted help with your trunk?" He obviously knew what she thought he was doing, as his eyes were filled with pure amusement. She felt her face turn red as she turned to get the other side of the trunk. With Draco leading the way they climbed aboard the train and set off searching for a compartment.
Draco stopped abruptly in front of a compartment in the middle of the train and looked in through the door, his eyes filling with a deep coldness that made Ginny shiver.
"Well, I guess you're sitting with the Dream Team, right?" Draco questioned her. Ginny stood there thinking about it. She was really needed a break from them, but then where would she sit? All by herself? She really didn't want that, but then again sitting with them was almost the same as sitting by herself, because it was the three best friends and Ginny. "Well, is this where you're sitting or not?" Draco interrupted.
"Um.. No I guess not." Ginny replied as she and Draco picked up the trunk and continued walking down through the train.
Draco stopped at an empty compartment at the end of the train and gave Ginny a strange look. "So, is this alright for you?"
"Yeah its fine." Ginny looked at Draco wondering why he was being so kind. It scared her actually.
"So, who are you going to sit with?" he asked and she tried to see if there was any caring behind the question, but couldn't tell. He was very good at covering his emotions, that is if he felt any anyway.
"No one, I guess. Why do you even care?" She asked now very suspicious.
"No one? I won't have it." Draco said and moved into the compartment dragging her trunk behind him. Ginny stared after him amazed at what she was hearing.
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AN: This is my first fanfic so please Read and Review! Hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 1: A New Light
"Ron! Ronald Weasley where are you?" Ginny shouted over the large crowd. Where could he possibly have gotten to. He's probably with Fred and George playing some stupid trick on me, like all summer. Why did she put up with it. All summer she'd wake up to different "surprises". Once she remembered waking up and trying to get out of bed but every time she slid her leg down to the ground it quickly flew back and hit her in the face. She sat there for over an hour not being able to get out of the bed and not being able to draw any attention due to the silent charm. But the worst was definently when she awoke duck taped to her bed with bubble gum in her hair and bugs all around her. She had tried to scream only to realize that there was a sock in her mouth. The only upside to all of the pranks was the trouble it got her brothers in. Ron, George, and Fred had paid dearly for each prank, but still didn't seem to have learned their lesson. Oh well forget it, she'd sit by herself on the train. Why bother the dream team? They didn't want her there and quiet frankly she didn't want to be their either. Of course they'd never admit it though. They'd just say that they wanted her their and she was crazy for thinking otherwise.
She pulled her heavy trunk, filled with all of the things she'd need for Hogwarts onto the train.
"Need some help, Weasley?" An all to familiar voice drawled behind her. Ginny flew around to come face to face with Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" With an equally icy voice.
"No, it's what do you want. I asked you if you needed help with your trunk?" Malfoy looked at her with slight amusement in his eyes.
"If you really feel that all of a sudden you can just turn into a gentlemen after six years, you're wrong. And you know it." Ginny's icy eyes melted into Draco's. 'Wow. The summer's been kind to her.' She was right, normally he wouldn't give a damn if she needed help with her trunk, but wow! She was gorgeous. Her firey red hair was full of loose curls cascading down her back. She had beautiful, round chocolate brown eyes filled with a cold stare at him, but behind that he could see a mix of other things, but couldn't quite tell what. Moving down, he could see that she had definetly lost that little girl body that had been replaced with magnificent curves in all the right places.
"Well, you know that right?" Ginny interrupted his thoughts and looked back to her face. She could tell what he was doing and she hated to admit it, but she was checking him out as well. The summer had been kind to him as well. He had definetly been practicing his quid itch, because perfectly shaped muscle were clearly visible beneath his tight clothing. He still had is pale blond hair and silver-grey eyes, the trademark of the Malfoy family.
"Ah, but Weasley, I wouldn't be so quick to turn down help if I were you." Ginny snapped her eyes away from his body and looked back to his eyes, which were now filled with a mixture of coldness and something else that she couldn't define. "Well, I guess if you don't need my help I'll be leaving." With that he gave her one last glance and turned to walk away.
"Wait!," Draco spung back around to face Ginny, "I guess, if you're really being sincere, I could use a hand or two with my trunk." She looked at him pleadingly.
"That's more like it," replied Draco as he leaned closer to her face. 'He's going to kiss me!' Ginny thought wildly. She felt the desire run through her body. She wanted him to hold her close. 'Wait, what are you thinking? This is Draco Malfoy. Yuck!'
"What are you doing!?" He then bent down to pick up the trunk. 'You fool! He was just picking up the trunk that you said he could help with!'
"Now Virginia, how long are we going to battle this out? I thought you wanted help with your trunk?" He obviously knew what she thought he was doing, as his eyes were filled with pure amusement. She felt her face turn red as she turned to get the other side of the trunk. With Draco leading the way they climbed aboard the train and set off searching for a compartment.
Draco stopped abruptly in front of a compartment in the middle of the train and looked in through the door, his eyes filling with a deep coldness that made Ginny shiver.
"Well, I guess you're sitting with the Dream Team, right?" Draco questioned her. Ginny stood there thinking about it. She was really needed a break from them, but then where would she sit? All by herself? She really didn't want that, but then again sitting with them was almost the same as sitting by herself, because it was the three best friends and Ginny. "Well, is this where you're sitting or not?" Draco interrupted.
"Um.. No I guess not." Ginny replied as she and Draco picked up the trunk and continued walking down through the train.
Draco stopped at an empty compartment at the end of the train and gave Ginny a strange look. "So, is this alright for you?"
"Yeah its fine." Ginny looked at Draco wondering why he was being so kind. It scared her actually.
"So, who are you going to sit with?" he asked and she tried to see if there was any caring behind the question, but couldn't tell. He was very good at covering his emotions, that is if he felt any anyway.
"No one, I guess. Why do you even care?" She asked now very suspicious.
"No one? I won't have it." Draco said and moved into the compartment dragging her trunk behind him. Ginny stared after him amazed at what she was hearing.
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AN: This is my first fanfic so please Read and Review! Hope you enjoy it!