Title: Unpredictable
Author: Jade, Kyler and Ivory
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Summary: A Romantic Comedy that will prove that opposites similary attract. Pairings so unexpected and unpredictable it will drive you crazy. From dreaming to believeing. From love to desiny. From fate to forever. Draco/Ginny. Harry/Pansy.
Pairings: Darco/Ginny. Harry/Pansy.
Author's Note: ok guys, this is another other fic...We just made this more fun and funny.... So, I want you all to read it! its much better than the other D/G...read THIS! It's really nice...well, that's what my friends say...
Disclaimer: (for the whole story) ok... any character that you recognize here that is located at the book is obviously isn't mine...you all know who made all these characters and things, right? well, and some lines, we got from movies or other books or even fics...got it? so don't sew me... we just love writing.
Chapter 1: The unexpected
Do you have that certain feeling that when you expect something and it doesn't happen? When you expected to have fun but then you get bored instead? When you expected to have lots of friends but then you ended up having just a few? When you expected to have new robes but then you get hand-me-downs?
Is it just me, or is expecting things bad?
I mean, I expect things and they turn out to be the complete opposite of what I expected. People say you need to look at the bright side. They said you need to picture the way you want it to happen. They said you need to be optimistic about things.
Well, it didn't help me in my first year, right?
I didn't expect a diary would posses me, right? I didn't expect the most powerful dark wizard posses me, right? I didn't expect to have just about 3 real friends, right? I didn't expect to have my first year in hogwarts miserable, right?
Actually, I expected the opposite. I expected it to be fun. I expected to see Harry's handsome face come up to me. I expected to have many friends. Sure, I had friends, but real friends? I expected to be around Harry, Ron and Hermione my whole life in Hogwarts.
But, no.
That didn't happen.
That didn't happen at all.
Instead, I had the complete opposite.
Yes, I do regret expecting things. Expecting nice things, because they just ruin it. and for that, it
just made me more of a pessimist.
Now, I don't like to dream about my future. Never. Because I know if I do, I'll just be disappointed at stuff. I'll just get disappointed at what will happen next. Disappointed because I know I won't be able to achieve it. disappointed because my dreams won't come true.
You see, that's why I don't dream. That's why I hate dreaming. As much as I want to dream, I can't because, I'll be disappointed. So, I don't.
But I can't help but dream. I can't help but dream of nice things, but in the end, I regret it. I always do.
Why is life like this? I can't stand it. I just can't.
Does fate really hate me? Does it?
I sighed.
Dreaming for me is bad, but can't help but do it. people say dreams come true...then why doesn't it happen to me?
Ugh.
"Gin, Gin, hello? Earth to Gin"
Somebody's hands were in front of me. I woke up from
my own world.
"huh? Yeah?" I looked at the owner of the hands.
"You ok?," she asked me, "Own world again?" she smiled at me.
I sighed, "Yeah, you know, thinking about stuff."
She smiled at me, "Finished with your dinner?"
I nodded.
That was Jade Rodriguez, my best friend ever. Nicest girl in the world. She's an Asian, with nice black hair that's up to the middle of her back. Dark brown eyes. She has the nicest eyes ever. She's the talkative type of best friend. I'm so lucky to be her best friend.
Yeah. She's totally normal. Just like everybody else.
Totally. Oh, yeah, forgot, she's semi-psychic. Totally normal.
She sighed. "Well then, let's go?"
We stood up and left the great hall, but not before scanning the tables for a certain someone. Looking slowly from the Gryffindor table to the Slytherin, looking as if finding somebody, but all I do is sneak-a-peek at a certain someone.
My face is emotionless, of course after scanning the great hall, my brother dearest is always looking at me, and better be safe than not. Always asking questions to my dates, those things. He still can't accept the fact that I can protect myself. He's just a year older than me. Sheesh.
We walked out the great hall with a smile on my face. Just seeing him, well, it makes my day, even though we can never be. Well, I always dream about him, but because of dreaming of him, I am destined to never be with him. Never. I am soo cursed.
We were almost 2 corridors away from the great hall when I suddenly remembered something.
Great. My bag. Its there. Inside. Sitting pretty, waiting for the owner to get it. which is me.
I held out my hand in front of Jade to stop her.
Then she said dully, "Bag."
Sometimes she freaks me out for knowing everything about me. Well, she is semi-psychic, isn't she?
We headed back to the great hall.
Stupid bag. Sitting innocently there, thinking it was all my bloody fault that I left it there. But its not my fault. He was soo stupid to sit facing me. HE HAD to face me! Why does his hair have to stand out? Why is he stupidly blonde? Why is it that nobody in Slytherin has a stupidly majestic blonde hair like his? Golden blonde hair that is soo sexy. And he had to decide not to gel it! Strands falling in his face. And he had to pass his hands through his hair. Stupid strong hands. Stupid strong sexy hands. Oh how I wish that hand is upon my neck. His lovely neck. That neck, that is connected with his manly jaw. And then his mouth.
"What's happening to you? You look like you're melting there on the spot."
"Yes, this very spot. He had walked in this spot at least twice this year." I sighed as I dreamed on.
"My god, Ginny, what is on your mind?" I didn't bother to answer, she should know, she reads minds, "Oh yeah, I could read minds," she bit her lower lip and tilted her head a little to the right, and just well, started reading, "oh" she said understanding, then "OH! Not HIM again! My GOD Ginny! It took me 7 days to get that image off my mind!" and she covered her eyes with her hands. "Oh man! Ginny! Its still there! Get it off me! Get it off! Get it off! It burns! It burns! I'm dying! If I die, that's going to be the last image on my mind! NOOOO!!!"
"Ok Jade, point taken. Stop it." I said rolling my eyes. I sighed, she is one drama queen.
"Ginny!? That. Was. 7. days!!!! Seven. Whole. days! You don't know how hard it is to do things with his half-naked image on my mind! Half-naked! If that image keeps on popping on my mind, how am I going to pass Snape's exams! I. Am. Going. To. Ffffaaaaaiiiillllllll!!!!!!"
I just left her there, and started walking away, every single day. It has to be like this. I'm cursed. Why can't I have a normal best friend, who just gives you advice—and doesn't need to read your mind.
"Hey!" she shouted, "I read that! I am so alone! So alone. Nobody understands me..."
I was a good 5 meters away from her. I sighed. Wasn't she the one who's supposed to comfort me? I turned and looked at her. She was in a trans- like form and she was talking to herself, apparently this was supposed to be meditating for her. (You know, she was sitting in an Indian style). Each 3 fingers of her hand, on her temples.
And take note, I thought sarcastically, we are in the middle of the corridor.
"I am special. I am a special child. A very special child. I will meet the hottest guy ever in hogwarts. And get to kiss him. I will be a successful actress. And everybody will love me. I am sexy. I have a nice ass. A very nice ass. Nicer than Lavender's ass. I will marry a hot guy." She was talking to herself, she took a deep breath, and exhaled it.
She opened her eyes, and she started to stand up gracefully, as if she was a genie in a lamp. She had her chin up and she started to walk towards me, gliding like a princess. She stopped in front of me and smiled, her chin lowered to see me. (Why am I soo bloody short?!) "I am fine now, in spite of someone being insensitive" she inhaled and exhaled once again.
I sighed and rolled my eyes. The I heard the great hall doors open and Jade turned and looked at the person coming out. But I can't see the person, because I was thinking of a certain someone. Then I heard footsteps fading away.
Then, she began shaking me. Painfully, mind you. And she was hyperventilating-again. "Oh. My. God. Did. You. See. That. Hunk. Of. A. man? The. Passion. In. his. Eyes. That. Is. Telling. Me. That. We. Are. Destined. To. Be. Together."
"Ok. calm down, jade. That is not a good sign because you are hyperventilating and putting dots in your words. That's not good combination" I told her. "Who's this guy, anyway?"
She took a really DEEP breath, and with that intake of very DEEP breath, I know, I just know, that she is going to tell me EVERYTHING. And mind you, I'm not psychic, I just know her really well.
"Ok." she started, "Blaise Zabini. 17 years old. Slytherin. A player—but I don't really care, I could turn him around. Heartbreaker. A hunk. He lives in a manor, with a nice garden at the back and a qudditch field--Ohh...he's rich, baby. Beater on the slytherin team. Obviously very popular. Quite talented in um....uh.. (silence)...well, in bed...but I'm not a one night stand kinda girl...so, what else..."
Blah. Blah. Blah. That's all I can hear. Man, she got it bad.
"---oh, and yeah, he's his best friend"
What? He's his best friend?
Silence.
"DOUBLE DATE!" We both screamed and laughed at the same time...
"I'm going to get my stupid, innocent bag. Who is sitting innocently there at the chair while I was eating, thinking of him. Yeah. Him. Stupid. I had to think of his eyes. Why does he have nice, stupid, gray eyes? Nice gray eyes? Huh? Answer me?"
"Uh, Ginny, we've been standing here for at least twenty minutes now. Do you have plans to get your bag now? Any plans?"
I sighed and we entered the great hall. We went to our table and looked for my bag sitting on the chair.
"There you are!" I said as I spotted my hand-me-down bag from Charlie, "I've been looking all over for you! Now, don't give me that look! I told you it wasn't my fault! It was his fault! I know I was stupid for forgetting you, but he has really nice eyes," I told my bag as I got near to get it, nice eyes. "Yeah. He sure has nice eyes." I sighed.
"Uh, Ginny?" I looked at the person seated beside my bag.
Hermione.
Talk about humiliation.
"Uh, Hi" I told her as I got my bag.
Apparently, Ron heard me too, "Ginny! Not in front of Harry! He can hear you!" and he apparently thought I was thinking of Harry.
"Do you honestly, undoubtedly, unquestionably, undeniably and obviously think that I'm still fancying Harry, Ronald? Harry knows better than that," I told Ron, "Don't you Harry? No offense"
"None taken" he said smiling.
"Um...uh...", it was obvious he was cracking his brain to think of some stupid proof that I still fancy Harry... "how about that valentine cards you always send?" See? I told you it was stupid.
"Uh, that was for everyone" Jade said at last.
"Well, there was a distinct difference in her curls in writing the letter 'H' in Harry!"
Jade looked at Ron as if going in to that trans again, "Ron," she said in a soft almost whisper voice, "let it go. It's ok." she added as if comforting Ron, "breathe in. and out. In with the positive and out with the negative. Very good, Ronald. Very good! You need to this before you sleep and when you wake or whenever you feel stressed, getting angry, annoyed, or wanting to punch someone, do that. It helps relieve tension."
Hermione and Harry were hiding their laughs by coughing instead, which sounded like a stupid faggot giggling.
I got my bag and pulled Jade away before she gets punched by my brother and started to leave the great hall.
"Wait! Ginny! Jade!" Hermione called, "We looked back and saw her running towards us. She finally caught up with us. "Got to do some homework," she said smiling. We were out of the great hall already, walking in the corridors.
"Did you see Ron's face? He was soo pale! Hahaha-----" but Hemione was cut off by Jade because her hand flew to cover her mouth.
And then, Jade and Hermione looked me. Jade looked as if she saw a ghost and Hermione just pure confusion.
"what?! Oh... OH...yeah, pale, like his skin. His majestic skin. His wonderful majestic skin. Just so wonderful." And I could hear Jade and Hermione arguing in the background, but I just kept on walking. Never really noticing them stop to argue. I was too absorbed in........his eyes.
And then suddenly when I was still thinking of his wonderful eyes, someone bumped onto me and I could feel myself falling. Yes, falling, falling in love. I sighed. I fell on somebody and I just found myself looking up into his dreamy eyes. Yes. And I suddenly feel lost in this silvery mist, that is his
intoxicating smell.
"Draco," I said softly, as if we were closing in for a kiss.
I could see his eyes. They were real.
Very real.
Wait---really real.
Then I snapped back to reality.
"WHAT are you doing, WEASLEY?"
My eyes were wide as realization hit me. "Malfoy" I said pretending to loath every single cell on his body, which was ironic because a moment ago I was actually describing every detail of his majestic body.
Silence.
Then reality came crashing back into my head.
We stepped away from each other and said at the same time, "Ugh. Now I have to burn this clothes!" while wiping our clothes as if the other one has an infectious disease.
"Jinx. You owe me money" he said, "Oh wait, you don't have any money" then he laughed at his own joke.
That was actually very insulting the first time he said that about--- uh...five years ago...but now, it's just plain annoying.
Jade suddenly stepped beside me ad I saw Zabini beside Draco. He must be the one I bumped into. Psh. He's not that hot when he's standing beside Draco.
And then, at the same exact second, Jade and Zabini, held out their hands, then shook it.
Jade started, "Blaise Zabini. 17 years old. Slytherin. A player. Heartbreaker. Lives in a manor across Malfoy's house—which I am not so certain right now. You have a nice garden and a quidditch field---- obviously very rich and popular. Very talented in um....uh...."
"bed", Zabini supplied with a malicious smirk on his face.
Jade rolled her eyes, with a smile on her face and continued, "Thank you, so I continue, you had um, at least half of the female population in Hogwarts de-virginized---and may I say, you're quite proud about it, judging on that smile on your face. And you are currently with......um...let me see, uh......OH! no one!"
Zabini smirked, "Allysson Jade Rodriguez. Nickname, Jade. Lives in a manor in Stratford, across Avon, northeast of London. 16 years old. Gryffindor. A Chaser in the Gryffindor qudditch team. Wants to be a famous actress. Quite rich and well... Teammates refer to you as the untouchable." Then an evil grin came across his face then he said, "well, not for long."
"I read your thoughts when we----" but Jade was cut off by Zabini.
"Yeah, in the corridor, I also read yours"
"Man, I should learn to block my thoughts while reading others' " Jade exclaimed.
"I could teach you", Zabini offered.
"PUH-lease" I said.
"This is getting cheesy, I'm outta here" Draco said and he walked pass me but as he walked past me, I felt his robes touch mine, once again.
I looked at Jade, then at Zabini, "I gotta go," and left them there. I mean, come on! It was getting too cheesy!
As I was walking, there was a big smile on my face. I just saw his lovely eyes, up close...up close! Can you believe it? I sighed.
"Hey! Wait up!" I heard Jade's voice call me.
I stopped and waited for her to catch up with me. She came to my side. "He is such a hunk." Those were the first words she said as she came by my side.
"I can't believe I just bumped into him!" I told Jade, "I am going to hug these robes to sleep every single day of my life!"
Jade rolled her eyes.
"Hey, where's Hermione?" I said, suddenly noticing she was gone.
"Library, she forgot about her essay in Transfiguration" Jade said, "Blaise is also a semi-psychic" she said dreamily, "we are meant to be!"
"I didn't know Zabini was..." I told her. Wow. Another semi-psychic. What is this world coming to? "You know, you should learn to call him Blaise, after all, he is my soulmate," she told me as we went to the Gryffindor tower.
"Does he even know you're soulmates?" I asked her.
"Well, I dunno."
"He is a PLAYER. P. l. a. y. e. r."
"But I'm going to turn him up all 360 degrees" She said proudly.
"Uh... Jade, um...if you're going to turn him 360 degrees, well, he'll be going back to what he is" I told her in a know-it-all way... which kinda reminds me of Hermione.
"So, um... what degrees will I turn him, again?" she asked me as she sat down on my bed.
"Well," I told her as I came to my bed and removed the pillow case on the pillow I hug when I go to sleep, "180 degrees, you turn him 180 degrees."
I threw the pillow case at one side and got my robes. The robes I just wore. The robes I used when I bumped into him. The robes that touched his robes. The robes that has his essence. His intoxicating smell.
I sighed and smelled my robes. His smell is still here.
"WHAT are you doing, Gin?" she looked at me as if I'm nuts.
"Jade!" I said as if it's a sin for her not to know, "this---" I held up my robe, "has his essence! Duh! Duh-uh! His smell! Mmhh..." I said dreamily.
Jade rolled her eyes. I sighed, she really can't understand me. She stood up and went to her bed, but before pulling the curtains, she said good night.
I wrapped the robes in the pillow I use to hug when I sleep. It will be a pleasant night tonight. And with that thought, I drifted into a very Malfoy slumber.
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Jade
Author: Jade, Kyler and Ivory
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Summary: A Romantic Comedy that will prove that opposites similary attract. Pairings so unexpected and unpredictable it will drive you crazy. From dreaming to believeing. From love to desiny. From fate to forever. Draco/Ginny. Harry/Pansy.
Pairings: Darco/Ginny. Harry/Pansy.
Author's Note: ok guys, this is another other fic...We just made this more fun and funny.... So, I want you all to read it! its much better than the other D/G...read THIS! It's really nice...well, that's what my friends say...
Disclaimer: (for the whole story) ok... any character that you recognize here that is located at the book is obviously isn't mine...you all know who made all these characters and things, right? well, and some lines, we got from movies or other books or even fics...got it? so don't sew me... we just love writing.
Chapter 1: The unexpected
Do you have that certain feeling that when you expect something and it doesn't happen? When you expected to have fun but then you get bored instead? When you expected to have lots of friends but then you ended up having just a few? When you expected to have new robes but then you get hand-me-downs?
Is it just me, or is expecting things bad?
I mean, I expect things and they turn out to be the complete opposite of what I expected. People say you need to look at the bright side. They said you need to picture the way you want it to happen. They said you need to be optimistic about things.
Well, it didn't help me in my first year, right?
I didn't expect a diary would posses me, right? I didn't expect the most powerful dark wizard posses me, right? I didn't expect to have just about 3 real friends, right? I didn't expect to have my first year in hogwarts miserable, right?
Actually, I expected the opposite. I expected it to be fun. I expected to see Harry's handsome face come up to me. I expected to have many friends. Sure, I had friends, but real friends? I expected to be around Harry, Ron and Hermione my whole life in Hogwarts.
But, no.
That didn't happen.
That didn't happen at all.
Instead, I had the complete opposite.
Yes, I do regret expecting things. Expecting nice things, because they just ruin it. and for that, it
just made me more of a pessimist.
Now, I don't like to dream about my future. Never. Because I know if I do, I'll just be disappointed at stuff. I'll just get disappointed at what will happen next. Disappointed because I know I won't be able to achieve it. disappointed because my dreams won't come true.
You see, that's why I don't dream. That's why I hate dreaming. As much as I want to dream, I can't because, I'll be disappointed. So, I don't.
But I can't help but dream. I can't help but dream of nice things, but in the end, I regret it. I always do.
Why is life like this? I can't stand it. I just can't.
Does fate really hate me? Does it?
I sighed.
Dreaming for me is bad, but can't help but do it. people say dreams come true...then why doesn't it happen to me?
Ugh.
"Gin, Gin, hello? Earth to Gin"
Somebody's hands were in front of me. I woke up from
my own world.
"huh? Yeah?" I looked at the owner of the hands.
"You ok?," she asked me, "Own world again?" she smiled at me.
I sighed, "Yeah, you know, thinking about stuff."
She smiled at me, "Finished with your dinner?"
I nodded.
That was Jade Rodriguez, my best friend ever. Nicest girl in the world. She's an Asian, with nice black hair that's up to the middle of her back. Dark brown eyes. She has the nicest eyes ever. She's the talkative type of best friend. I'm so lucky to be her best friend.
Yeah. She's totally normal. Just like everybody else.
Totally. Oh, yeah, forgot, she's semi-psychic. Totally normal.
She sighed. "Well then, let's go?"
We stood up and left the great hall, but not before scanning the tables for a certain someone. Looking slowly from the Gryffindor table to the Slytherin, looking as if finding somebody, but all I do is sneak-a-peek at a certain someone.
My face is emotionless, of course after scanning the great hall, my brother dearest is always looking at me, and better be safe than not. Always asking questions to my dates, those things. He still can't accept the fact that I can protect myself. He's just a year older than me. Sheesh.
We walked out the great hall with a smile on my face. Just seeing him, well, it makes my day, even though we can never be. Well, I always dream about him, but because of dreaming of him, I am destined to never be with him. Never. I am soo cursed.
We were almost 2 corridors away from the great hall when I suddenly remembered something.
Great. My bag. Its there. Inside. Sitting pretty, waiting for the owner to get it. which is me.
I held out my hand in front of Jade to stop her.
Then she said dully, "Bag."
Sometimes she freaks me out for knowing everything about me. Well, she is semi-psychic, isn't she?
We headed back to the great hall.
Stupid bag. Sitting innocently there, thinking it was all my bloody fault that I left it there. But its not my fault. He was soo stupid to sit facing me. HE HAD to face me! Why does his hair have to stand out? Why is he stupidly blonde? Why is it that nobody in Slytherin has a stupidly majestic blonde hair like his? Golden blonde hair that is soo sexy. And he had to decide not to gel it! Strands falling in his face. And he had to pass his hands through his hair. Stupid strong hands. Stupid strong sexy hands. Oh how I wish that hand is upon my neck. His lovely neck. That neck, that is connected with his manly jaw. And then his mouth.
"What's happening to you? You look like you're melting there on the spot."
"Yes, this very spot. He had walked in this spot at least twice this year." I sighed as I dreamed on.
"My god, Ginny, what is on your mind?" I didn't bother to answer, she should know, she reads minds, "Oh yeah, I could read minds," she bit her lower lip and tilted her head a little to the right, and just well, started reading, "oh" she said understanding, then "OH! Not HIM again! My GOD Ginny! It took me 7 days to get that image off my mind!" and she covered her eyes with her hands. "Oh man! Ginny! Its still there! Get it off me! Get it off! Get it off! It burns! It burns! I'm dying! If I die, that's going to be the last image on my mind! NOOOO!!!"
"Ok Jade, point taken. Stop it." I said rolling my eyes. I sighed, she is one drama queen.
"Ginny!? That. Was. 7. days!!!! Seven. Whole. days! You don't know how hard it is to do things with his half-naked image on my mind! Half-naked! If that image keeps on popping on my mind, how am I going to pass Snape's exams! I. Am. Going. To. Ffffaaaaaiiiillllllll!!!!!!"
I just left her there, and started walking away, every single day. It has to be like this. I'm cursed. Why can't I have a normal best friend, who just gives you advice—and doesn't need to read your mind.
"Hey!" she shouted, "I read that! I am so alone! So alone. Nobody understands me..."
I was a good 5 meters away from her. I sighed. Wasn't she the one who's supposed to comfort me? I turned and looked at her. She was in a trans- like form and she was talking to herself, apparently this was supposed to be meditating for her. (You know, she was sitting in an Indian style). Each 3 fingers of her hand, on her temples.
And take note, I thought sarcastically, we are in the middle of the corridor.
"I am special. I am a special child. A very special child. I will meet the hottest guy ever in hogwarts. And get to kiss him. I will be a successful actress. And everybody will love me. I am sexy. I have a nice ass. A very nice ass. Nicer than Lavender's ass. I will marry a hot guy." She was talking to herself, she took a deep breath, and exhaled it.
She opened her eyes, and she started to stand up gracefully, as if she was a genie in a lamp. She had her chin up and she started to walk towards me, gliding like a princess. She stopped in front of me and smiled, her chin lowered to see me. (Why am I soo bloody short?!) "I am fine now, in spite of someone being insensitive" she inhaled and exhaled once again.
I sighed and rolled my eyes. The I heard the great hall doors open and Jade turned and looked at the person coming out. But I can't see the person, because I was thinking of a certain someone. Then I heard footsteps fading away.
Then, she began shaking me. Painfully, mind you. And she was hyperventilating-again. "Oh. My. God. Did. You. See. That. Hunk. Of. A. man? The. Passion. In. his. Eyes. That. Is. Telling. Me. That. We. Are. Destined. To. Be. Together."
"Ok. calm down, jade. That is not a good sign because you are hyperventilating and putting dots in your words. That's not good combination" I told her. "Who's this guy, anyway?"
She took a really DEEP breath, and with that intake of very DEEP breath, I know, I just know, that she is going to tell me EVERYTHING. And mind you, I'm not psychic, I just know her really well.
"Ok." she started, "Blaise Zabini. 17 years old. Slytherin. A player—but I don't really care, I could turn him around. Heartbreaker. A hunk. He lives in a manor, with a nice garden at the back and a qudditch field--Ohh...he's rich, baby. Beater on the slytherin team. Obviously very popular. Quite talented in um....uh.. (silence)...well, in bed...but I'm not a one night stand kinda girl...so, what else..."
Blah. Blah. Blah. That's all I can hear. Man, she got it bad.
"---oh, and yeah, he's his best friend"
What? He's his best friend?
Silence.
"DOUBLE DATE!" We both screamed and laughed at the same time...
"I'm going to get my stupid, innocent bag. Who is sitting innocently there at the chair while I was eating, thinking of him. Yeah. Him. Stupid. I had to think of his eyes. Why does he have nice, stupid, gray eyes? Nice gray eyes? Huh? Answer me?"
"Uh, Ginny, we've been standing here for at least twenty minutes now. Do you have plans to get your bag now? Any plans?"
I sighed and we entered the great hall. We went to our table and looked for my bag sitting on the chair.
"There you are!" I said as I spotted my hand-me-down bag from Charlie, "I've been looking all over for you! Now, don't give me that look! I told you it wasn't my fault! It was his fault! I know I was stupid for forgetting you, but he has really nice eyes," I told my bag as I got near to get it, nice eyes. "Yeah. He sure has nice eyes." I sighed.
"Uh, Ginny?" I looked at the person seated beside my bag.
Hermione.
Talk about humiliation.
"Uh, Hi" I told her as I got my bag.
Apparently, Ron heard me too, "Ginny! Not in front of Harry! He can hear you!" and he apparently thought I was thinking of Harry.
"Do you honestly, undoubtedly, unquestionably, undeniably and obviously think that I'm still fancying Harry, Ronald? Harry knows better than that," I told Ron, "Don't you Harry? No offense"
"None taken" he said smiling.
"Um...uh...", it was obvious he was cracking his brain to think of some stupid proof that I still fancy Harry... "how about that valentine cards you always send?" See? I told you it was stupid.
"Uh, that was for everyone" Jade said at last.
"Well, there was a distinct difference in her curls in writing the letter 'H' in Harry!"
Jade looked at Ron as if going in to that trans again, "Ron," she said in a soft almost whisper voice, "let it go. It's ok." she added as if comforting Ron, "breathe in. and out. In with the positive and out with the negative. Very good, Ronald. Very good! You need to this before you sleep and when you wake or whenever you feel stressed, getting angry, annoyed, or wanting to punch someone, do that. It helps relieve tension."
Hermione and Harry were hiding their laughs by coughing instead, which sounded like a stupid faggot giggling.
I got my bag and pulled Jade away before she gets punched by my brother and started to leave the great hall.
"Wait! Ginny! Jade!" Hermione called, "We looked back and saw her running towards us. She finally caught up with us. "Got to do some homework," she said smiling. We were out of the great hall already, walking in the corridors.
"Did you see Ron's face? He was soo pale! Hahaha-----" but Hemione was cut off by Jade because her hand flew to cover her mouth.
And then, Jade and Hermione looked me. Jade looked as if she saw a ghost and Hermione just pure confusion.
"what?! Oh... OH...yeah, pale, like his skin. His majestic skin. His wonderful majestic skin. Just so wonderful." And I could hear Jade and Hermione arguing in the background, but I just kept on walking. Never really noticing them stop to argue. I was too absorbed in........his eyes.
And then suddenly when I was still thinking of his wonderful eyes, someone bumped onto me and I could feel myself falling. Yes, falling, falling in love. I sighed. I fell on somebody and I just found myself looking up into his dreamy eyes. Yes. And I suddenly feel lost in this silvery mist, that is his
intoxicating smell.
"Draco," I said softly, as if we were closing in for a kiss.
I could see his eyes. They were real.
Very real.
Wait---really real.
Then I snapped back to reality.
"WHAT are you doing, WEASLEY?"
My eyes were wide as realization hit me. "Malfoy" I said pretending to loath every single cell on his body, which was ironic because a moment ago I was actually describing every detail of his majestic body.
Silence.
Then reality came crashing back into my head.
We stepped away from each other and said at the same time, "Ugh. Now I have to burn this clothes!" while wiping our clothes as if the other one has an infectious disease.
"Jinx. You owe me money" he said, "Oh wait, you don't have any money" then he laughed at his own joke.
That was actually very insulting the first time he said that about--- uh...five years ago...but now, it's just plain annoying.
Jade suddenly stepped beside me ad I saw Zabini beside Draco. He must be the one I bumped into. Psh. He's not that hot when he's standing beside Draco.
And then, at the same exact second, Jade and Zabini, held out their hands, then shook it.
Jade started, "Blaise Zabini. 17 years old. Slytherin. A player. Heartbreaker. Lives in a manor across Malfoy's house—which I am not so certain right now. You have a nice garden and a quidditch field---- obviously very rich and popular. Very talented in um....uh...."
"bed", Zabini supplied with a malicious smirk on his face.
Jade rolled her eyes, with a smile on her face and continued, "Thank you, so I continue, you had um, at least half of the female population in Hogwarts de-virginized---and may I say, you're quite proud about it, judging on that smile on your face. And you are currently with......um...let me see, uh......OH! no one!"
Zabini smirked, "Allysson Jade Rodriguez. Nickname, Jade. Lives in a manor in Stratford, across Avon, northeast of London. 16 years old. Gryffindor. A Chaser in the Gryffindor qudditch team. Wants to be a famous actress. Quite rich and well... Teammates refer to you as the untouchable." Then an evil grin came across his face then he said, "well, not for long."
"I read your thoughts when we----" but Jade was cut off by Zabini.
"Yeah, in the corridor, I also read yours"
"Man, I should learn to block my thoughts while reading others' " Jade exclaimed.
"I could teach you", Zabini offered.
"PUH-lease" I said.
"This is getting cheesy, I'm outta here" Draco said and he walked pass me but as he walked past me, I felt his robes touch mine, once again.
I looked at Jade, then at Zabini, "I gotta go," and left them there. I mean, come on! It was getting too cheesy!
As I was walking, there was a big smile on my face. I just saw his lovely eyes, up close...up close! Can you believe it? I sighed.
"Hey! Wait up!" I heard Jade's voice call me.
I stopped and waited for her to catch up with me. She came to my side. "He is such a hunk." Those were the first words she said as she came by my side.
"I can't believe I just bumped into him!" I told Jade, "I am going to hug these robes to sleep every single day of my life!"
Jade rolled her eyes.
"Hey, where's Hermione?" I said, suddenly noticing she was gone.
"Library, she forgot about her essay in Transfiguration" Jade said, "Blaise is also a semi-psychic" she said dreamily, "we are meant to be!"
"I didn't know Zabini was..." I told her. Wow. Another semi-psychic. What is this world coming to? "You know, you should learn to call him Blaise, after all, he is my soulmate," she told me as we went to the Gryffindor tower.
"Does he even know you're soulmates?" I asked her.
"Well, I dunno."
"He is a PLAYER. P. l. a. y. e. r."
"But I'm going to turn him up all 360 degrees" She said proudly.
"Uh... Jade, um...if you're going to turn him 360 degrees, well, he'll be going back to what he is" I told her in a know-it-all way... which kinda reminds me of Hermione.
"So, um... what degrees will I turn him, again?" she asked me as she sat down on my bed.
"Well," I told her as I came to my bed and removed the pillow case on the pillow I hug when I go to sleep, "180 degrees, you turn him 180 degrees."
I threw the pillow case at one side and got my robes. The robes I just wore. The robes I used when I bumped into him. The robes that touched his robes. The robes that has his essence. His intoxicating smell.
I sighed and smelled my robes. His smell is still here.
"WHAT are you doing, Gin?" she looked at me as if I'm nuts.
"Jade!" I said as if it's a sin for her not to know, "this---" I held up my robe, "has his essence! Duh! Duh-uh! His smell! Mmhh..." I said dreamily.
Jade rolled her eyes. I sighed, she really can't understand me. She stood up and went to her bed, but before pulling the curtains, she said good night.
I wrapped the robes in the pillow I use to hug when I sleep. It will be a pleasant night tonight. And with that thought, I drifted into a very Malfoy slumber.
Author's note: hey guys, so how do you like it? is it nice? Is it bad? Ok... this is a very nice fic... so read it and review... we are up for new ideas...I will GREATLY appreciate it! if you have any ideas on this fic...just email me at thanks! We still need ideas on how Draco will fall in love with Ginny...and some complications on their relationship.
I want to thank Kyler---my co-author...well, she thinks about all the funny stuff..
And also Ivory, another co-author, she thought about the conflicts and other stuff...
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---Jade radcliffe (an aspiring wife of Daniel Radcliffe---and by the way, I am NOT a fan of him)
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