Through the Cracks: Part 1
A/N: Kind of long, and if I was doing a bigger scale, then I'd have done all the detail but anyway... D/G, R/Hr, and some H/C. Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, don't shoot me. ***
She felt a pull at the ends of her hair. It was him. Again.
It was always him.
He had a habit of pulling at her long curls, just to get a rise out of her. She prayed that time would pass so she could leave and get rid of him.
This time, he reached out, grasping the flame colored locks, and pulled hard. Ginny snapped her head around, glaring at Draco. He sat calmly, with her navy ribbon around his long fingers. She felt heat spread through her face, as his smirk broadened.
She turned back around, trying to concentrate on the lesson. Her hair kept falling into her eyes, but at last the bell rang, sending a stir of echoes through her mind.
She was going to meet Harry, Ron, and Hermione to get on the train for Hogsmeade. This was their last chance to visit before the Christmas holidays; She and Hermione had some gifts left to buy as well. Ginny had been planning on getting something special for Harry.
'A surprise would be nice,' she thought.
She stood up, gathering her books. She had a grin on her face and her eyes languidly clouded over. She didn't even notice as she moved toward the door, she had run into someone else. She had stumbled into Draco.
His eyes were cold, nearly black, and his usually immaculate hair now fell into his face. His face displayed a look of surprise, but as Ginny snapped out of her dreamlike state, she found him glaring at her.
"Watch where you're going, Weasley," he growled. His eyes softened for a half second, but then he turned sharply on his heel and strode out of the classroom. She watched him go, but then realized she wasn't looking at him, but at the dark clouds that hovered ominously over the castle.
Ginny walked back up to Gryffindor Tower, clutching her books. She watched smiling faces rush past anticipating the trip. Ginny then quickened her pace and reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. With a quick "Fizzing Whizbee," she slipped up to the dormitory to get ready. She was going to meet Hermione in the common room shortly, so she hurriedly put her books on top of her bed, while searching her trunk for something moderately presentable.
After slipping on some jeans and a navy sweater, she put her robe back on and went down to the Common Room. She was halfway down the stairs, when she saw Hermione sitting by the fireplace in a big squashy armchair. Her friend had really gone all-out for the occasion, well, for Hermione's standards anyway. She had on a long gray skirt and an ivory v-necked blouse under her school robes, and had her hair done quite nicely. Ginny wondered if she should put on some makeup or at least do something to her hair, but they would be late if she decided to now. She pulled out some chapstick and followed Hermione out the portrait hole, her wild hair flowing down her back.
They met up with Ron and Harry and found a vacant carriage. Feeling the spider-like vehicles lurch, they sat down and relaxed as they began their journey to Hogsmeade.
.tbc.
a/n: alas, here we finally have a finished chapter in this story I've been meaning to write for ages. Tell me what you think, or just tell me something ( - ry
A/N: Kind of long, and if I was doing a bigger scale, then I'd have done all the detail but anyway... D/G, R/Hr, and some H/C. Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, don't shoot me. ***
She felt a pull at the ends of her hair. It was him. Again.
It was always him.
He had a habit of pulling at her long curls, just to get a rise out of her. She prayed that time would pass so she could leave and get rid of him.
This time, he reached out, grasping the flame colored locks, and pulled hard. Ginny snapped her head around, glaring at Draco. He sat calmly, with her navy ribbon around his long fingers. She felt heat spread through her face, as his smirk broadened.
She turned back around, trying to concentrate on the lesson. Her hair kept falling into her eyes, but at last the bell rang, sending a stir of echoes through her mind.
She was going to meet Harry, Ron, and Hermione to get on the train for Hogsmeade. This was their last chance to visit before the Christmas holidays; She and Hermione had some gifts left to buy as well. Ginny had been planning on getting something special for Harry.
'A surprise would be nice,' she thought.
She stood up, gathering her books. She had a grin on her face and her eyes languidly clouded over. She didn't even notice as she moved toward the door, she had run into someone else. She had stumbled into Draco.
His eyes were cold, nearly black, and his usually immaculate hair now fell into his face. His face displayed a look of surprise, but as Ginny snapped out of her dreamlike state, she found him glaring at her.
"Watch where you're going, Weasley," he growled. His eyes softened for a half second, but then he turned sharply on his heel and strode out of the classroom. She watched him go, but then realized she wasn't looking at him, but at the dark clouds that hovered ominously over the castle.
Ginny walked back up to Gryffindor Tower, clutching her books. She watched smiling faces rush past anticipating the trip. Ginny then quickened her pace and reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. With a quick "Fizzing Whizbee," she slipped up to the dormitory to get ready. She was going to meet Hermione in the common room shortly, so she hurriedly put her books on top of her bed, while searching her trunk for something moderately presentable.
After slipping on some jeans and a navy sweater, she put her robe back on and went down to the Common Room. She was halfway down the stairs, when she saw Hermione sitting by the fireplace in a big squashy armchair. Her friend had really gone all-out for the occasion, well, for Hermione's standards anyway. She had on a long gray skirt and an ivory v-necked blouse under her school robes, and had her hair done quite nicely. Ginny wondered if she should put on some makeup or at least do something to her hair, but they would be late if she decided to now. She pulled out some chapstick and followed Hermione out the portrait hole, her wild hair flowing down her back.
They met up with Ron and Harry and found a vacant carriage. Feeling the spider-like vehicles lurch, they sat down and relaxed as they began their journey to Hogsmeade.
.tbc.
a/n: alas, here we finally have a finished chapter in this story I've been meaning to write for ages. Tell me what you think, or just tell me something ( - ry
