Never Noticed
Fall was rising again. It seemed as if winter was yet to come. Small Ginny Weasley passed by in the corridors, completely alone. She was in her third year, and the Tri-Wizard Championship was coming to a near close. As she wandered outside, the cool wind spread across her face, and she clutched herself, trying to look after her shoulder at the same time. It had been three years, and Harry still hadn't noticed her. One time in the end of dinnertime she had wanted to say something, but he grabbed Hermione's hand and Ron followed them to the library. She was sick of trying to make him stare at her. Everything she did, he barely glanced at her. It was the feeling of knowing; knowing that she could never have someone as graceful, gorgeous and innocent as him.
She was tired of everyone ignoring her besides Luna Lovegood and Hermione Granger. It sickened her, how Harry seemed to turn crimson everytime Cho smiled at him. It was obvious they had a thing for each other, but although Ginny was a Weasley, not to mention a good-hearted Gryffindor, she had known Cho's skills. Cho Chang was a slut, flirting with everyone in sight, including another Tri-Wizard champion, a rather handsome Hufflepuff by the name of Cedric Diggory.
It seemed so hopeless to get anybody to notice her at all. She appreciated Luna being her best friend, and Neville talking to her every so often. And Hermione Granger being very kind and giving her help on her homework. But she had nobody to kiss her, hug her, and walk hand-in-hand with her in the hallways. She always loved watching old muggle movies with her father at age ten, they gave her a settle, welcoming feeling that life always had a happy ending.
Ginny Weasley was a dreamer. She wanted to travel the world, live in her childish dreams that would never happen but felt so good to soak pathetically in them.
Nothing could shatter her dreams. Nothing but a Malfoy.
*~*
It was quite often Draco Malfoy strutted across the hallways, smirking at pretty girls that shyed away from him, raising an eyebrow to one of them would make them blush. Although a quite evil Slytherin, a few girls went after him too. Not everyone wanted the innocent-schoolboy, Potter. But he was distressed. The mudblood Granger had already beat him in every exam, and now he was sure she was going to get top grades at the O.W.L.S. It was just obvious.
But Draco did the same routine as his father had told him to do so. He got up in the morning, color coordinated himself, made his hair slick back like his father had taught him to do, and gave amusing but evil comments to people he was taught to hate. It was a Malfoy's way, and nothing could delight him more than pleasing his father.
This particular morning, he was dreading Transfiguration, which was right after breakfast. Trying to figure out how he could get out of turning his teacup to a toad, he accidently ran into someone, who gave a small squeal as she fell.
Draco chuckled slightly, looking down at her. She had a apple-shaped face, with straight, red hair that hung limb by her shoulders. She was a quite ugly Ginny Weasley.
"Watch where you're going, Weasley!" he cried sharply, stepping over her carelessly and walking off.
Ginny looked after him, picking up her books, clutching them to her chest, blinking. It was the first time anyone besides a Gryffindor had been in physical touch with her. She got up from her feet, unsure of where to go. Then, blushing furiously, she brushed herself off and began to head to the Great Hall.
"Hello, Gin," said a casual, dreamy voice. Ginny turned around and saw Luna Lovegood, giving a small, lopsided smile.
"Hi, Luna," Ginny muttered. Although they were friends, it wasn't exactly by choice that she hung out with Luna.
"I heard Michael Corner talk about you," Luna bragged. Ginny managed a glowering smile, her eyes lighting up.
"Really?"
"Really."
Ginny grinned. Michael Corner was the only boy that she got along with more 'friendlier' than a friend, and she had been hoping he and her could be alone sometime, but hadn't gotten the chance, because of all the hassle of the Tri-Wizard tournament. And he was talking about her! Her, Ginny Weasley!
"He said you were a really nice Weasley, and was surprise you were nothing like Fred and George."
Ginny laughed. Perhaps the day wasn't starting out bad after all.
*~*
Draco Malfoy couldn't find himself to rid of the flame-haired girl he had crashed into. He was full of disgust. What was she doing, anyway, frolicking in the hallways like that? At least he had an excuse, he was going to ditch class. But, he snorted, the little Weasley would never do something that bad. It was when Draco entered the library after his classes to get a book on Advanced Potions when he saw her again, sitting by herself, alone in a table by the hidden corners of bookshelves. He grinned, not being able to resist. Innocence made him hungry, and he felt his feet attaching themselves firmly on the floor and stepping toward her.
She didn't notice him at first, she was too engrossed in a small novel to notice. He took a seat next to her, careful to keep a safe distance. He didn't want Weasley germs on him again.
"Why are you alone, Weasel?" he drawled mockingly. She jumped at his voice.
"Do you not have any friends?" he said, widening his eyes innocently.
A red blush covered her cheeks, but she was determined to ignore him. He gave a small snarl; he would not let anyone ignore him.
"Why aren't you talking, Weasel?" he leaned over, tugged at her straight hair. She looked up at him, her doe-brown colored eyes looking cautiously back at him.
"Leave me alone, Malfoy," she whispered.
"What was that? Can't hear you!"
"Can you please stop? I am trying to read, okay?" she said, a bit more louder, though her voice stammered a bit.
"Can you please stop," he mimicked. "Aren't you fiesty? Why don't you defend yourself, Weasley? Huh? Why don't you ..."
He didn't finish the sentence. Ginny slammed the book down so hard that it nearly smacked him in the face. Soon, she hurried, stomping off.
He snorted. So she was scared, was she? She should've been...
Draco curiously looked over at the book she was reading and picked it up. It was clearly not the library's, it seemed to have...still pictures?
A muggle book. He gave a disgusted look. The title was "Cinderella".
He opened it, his eyes wandering over the words.
The name "Cinderella" was crossed out to the name "Virginia", and "The Prince" was removed for "Michael".
No, no, he thought, laughing. It was not a library book. Not at all, in fact.
*~*
Ginny was in such a hurry to get out of the library that she ran into someone.
"Gin!" somebody exclaimed breathlessly. "Hi, I've been looking for you..."
She glanced up, and saw that it was none other than Michael Corner.
"Oh, hi," she stuttered, flustered.
"I was wondering...maybe ...are you going to Hogesmade?" he seemed very nervous.
"This saturday? Oh, um, yes, yes, yes I am."
"Well I thought...maybe..."
"Are you asking out my girlfriend, Corner?" a voice said behind them. Ginny raised an eyebrow, swiftly turning around and stifling a gasp in her throat when she saw Draco standing there, with her book in his hands.
"Malfoy?" Michael gaped. "Ginny...you're going out with a Slytherin?"
Ginny was unable to speak, for she was in far too much disbelief.
"I daresay so," Draco said, casually swinging an arm around Ginny.
Ginny breath got more increasingly heavy, as she began to realize what was happening...
"Well, see you around, I guess, Gin," Michael finally murmured, turning around and began to walk away.
She looked after him, her eyes glued to his back, and bit her lip vigorously. Then, she turned around to face Draco.
"How - how could you," she croaked.
"Thought I was doing you a favor, Weasley. Believe much in fairy tales, now do we? What's this muggle rubbish?" He handed the book to her, and she snatched it away, and he was amazed to see her lip quivering, her eyes welling with tears.
"How could you, Malfoy! Why did you do that?"
"Listen, here, Weasley, Corner's a player - there's only one thing he's after..." Draco raked his eyes over her body.
"That's not true!" she shrieked back. "Not true at all! I can't believe you would do this! I hate you!"
"Now, now, Weasel, no need to get harsh," he said, laughing. "I mean...for a third year, you're okay, I guess...referring to the physical bodice of course. Not much for the face, of course..."
Ginny gave out a shriek. "You shouldn't be talking Malfoy! You are the most -!"
"Gorgeous boy in this earth? Thank you, Weasley," he said, smirking. "Now I must be leaving - and don't worry, if I see Corner around you, I'll be sure to tell your brother." He turned around, and began to walk away.
"I'll get you for this, Malfoy!" she screamed. "Mark my words!"
And of course, a promise is a promise.
*~*
Luna Lovegood and Michael Corner DO NOT belong to me - they belong to JK Rowling in the fifth OOTP HP book. Yes, I've almost finished it and I just got it yesterday! Only four more chapters left! I urge for others to read it too - it's excellent! Please review!!!
Fall was rising again. It seemed as if winter was yet to come. Small Ginny Weasley passed by in the corridors, completely alone. She was in her third year, and the Tri-Wizard Championship was coming to a near close. As she wandered outside, the cool wind spread across her face, and she clutched herself, trying to look after her shoulder at the same time. It had been three years, and Harry still hadn't noticed her. One time in the end of dinnertime she had wanted to say something, but he grabbed Hermione's hand and Ron followed them to the library. She was sick of trying to make him stare at her. Everything she did, he barely glanced at her. It was the feeling of knowing; knowing that she could never have someone as graceful, gorgeous and innocent as him.
She was tired of everyone ignoring her besides Luna Lovegood and Hermione Granger. It sickened her, how Harry seemed to turn crimson everytime Cho smiled at him. It was obvious they had a thing for each other, but although Ginny was a Weasley, not to mention a good-hearted Gryffindor, she had known Cho's skills. Cho Chang was a slut, flirting with everyone in sight, including another Tri-Wizard champion, a rather handsome Hufflepuff by the name of Cedric Diggory.
It seemed so hopeless to get anybody to notice her at all. She appreciated Luna being her best friend, and Neville talking to her every so often. And Hermione Granger being very kind and giving her help on her homework. But she had nobody to kiss her, hug her, and walk hand-in-hand with her in the hallways. She always loved watching old muggle movies with her father at age ten, they gave her a settle, welcoming feeling that life always had a happy ending.
Ginny Weasley was a dreamer. She wanted to travel the world, live in her childish dreams that would never happen but felt so good to soak pathetically in them.
Nothing could shatter her dreams. Nothing but a Malfoy.
*~*
It was quite often Draco Malfoy strutted across the hallways, smirking at pretty girls that shyed away from him, raising an eyebrow to one of them would make them blush. Although a quite evil Slytherin, a few girls went after him too. Not everyone wanted the innocent-schoolboy, Potter. But he was distressed. The mudblood Granger had already beat him in every exam, and now he was sure she was going to get top grades at the O.W.L.S. It was just obvious.
But Draco did the same routine as his father had told him to do so. He got up in the morning, color coordinated himself, made his hair slick back like his father had taught him to do, and gave amusing but evil comments to people he was taught to hate. It was a Malfoy's way, and nothing could delight him more than pleasing his father.
This particular morning, he was dreading Transfiguration, which was right after breakfast. Trying to figure out how he could get out of turning his teacup to a toad, he accidently ran into someone, who gave a small squeal as she fell.
Draco chuckled slightly, looking down at her. She had a apple-shaped face, with straight, red hair that hung limb by her shoulders. She was a quite ugly Ginny Weasley.
"Watch where you're going, Weasley!" he cried sharply, stepping over her carelessly and walking off.
Ginny looked after him, picking up her books, clutching them to her chest, blinking. It was the first time anyone besides a Gryffindor had been in physical touch with her. She got up from her feet, unsure of where to go. Then, blushing furiously, she brushed herself off and began to head to the Great Hall.
"Hello, Gin," said a casual, dreamy voice. Ginny turned around and saw Luna Lovegood, giving a small, lopsided smile.
"Hi, Luna," Ginny muttered. Although they were friends, it wasn't exactly by choice that she hung out with Luna.
"I heard Michael Corner talk about you," Luna bragged. Ginny managed a glowering smile, her eyes lighting up.
"Really?"
"Really."
Ginny grinned. Michael Corner was the only boy that she got along with more 'friendlier' than a friend, and she had been hoping he and her could be alone sometime, but hadn't gotten the chance, because of all the hassle of the Tri-Wizard tournament. And he was talking about her! Her, Ginny Weasley!
"He said you were a really nice Weasley, and was surprise you were nothing like Fred and George."
Ginny laughed. Perhaps the day wasn't starting out bad after all.
*~*
Draco Malfoy couldn't find himself to rid of the flame-haired girl he had crashed into. He was full of disgust. What was she doing, anyway, frolicking in the hallways like that? At least he had an excuse, he was going to ditch class. But, he snorted, the little Weasley would never do something that bad. It was when Draco entered the library after his classes to get a book on Advanced Potions when he saw her again, sitting by herself, alone in a table by the hidden corners of bookshelves. He grinned, not being able to resist. Innocence made him hungry, and he felt his feet attaching themselves firmly on the floor and stepping toward her.
She didn't notice him at first, she was too engrossed in a small novel to notice. He took a seat next to her, careful to keep a safe distance. He didn't want Weasley germs on him again.
"Why are you alone, Weasel?" he drawled mockingly. She jumped at his voice.
"Do you not have any friends?" he said, widening his eyes innocently.
A red blush covered her cheeks, but she was determined to ignore him. He gave a small snarl; he would not let anyone ignore him.
"Why aren't you talking, Weasel?" he leaned over, tugged at her straight hair. She looked up at him, her doe-brown colored eyes looking cautiously back at him.
"Leave me alone, Malfoy," she whispered.
"What was that? Can't hear you!"
"Can you please stop? I am trying to read, okay?" she said, a bit more louder, though her voice stammered a bit.
"Can you please stop," he mimicked. "Aren't you fiesty? Why don't you defend yourself, Weasley? Huh? Why don't you ..."
He didn't finish the sentence. Ginny slammed the book down so hard that it nearly smacked him in the face. Soon, she hurried, stomping off.
He snorted. So she was scared, was she? She should've been...
Draco curiously looked over at the book she was reading and picked it up. It was clearly not the library's, it seemed to have...still pictures?
A muggle book. He gave a disgusted look. The title was "Cinderella".
He opened it, his eyes wandering over the words.
The name "Cinderella" was crossed out to the name "Virginia", and "The Prince" was removed for "Michael".
No, no, he thought, laughing. It was not a library book. Not at all, in fact.
*~*
Ginny was in such a hurry to get out of the library that she ran into someone.
"Gin!" somebody exclaimed breathlessly. "Hi, I've been looking for you..."
She glanced up, and saw that it was none other than Michael Corner.
"Oh, hi," she stuttered, flustered.
"I was wondering...maybe ...are you going to Hogesmade?" he seemed very nervous.
"This saturday? Oh, um, yes, yes, yes I am."
"Well I thought...maybe..."
"Are you asking out my girlfriend, Corner?" a voice said behind them. Ginny raised an eyebrow, swiftly turning around and stifling a gasp in her throat when she saw Draco standing there, with her book in his hands.
"Malfoy?" Michael gaped. "Ginny...you're going out with a Slytherin?"
Ginny was unable to speak, for she was in far too much disbelief.
"I daresay so," Draco said, casually swinging an arm around Ginny.
Ginny breath got more increasingly heavy, as she began to realize what was happening...
"Well, see you around, I guess, Gin," Michael finally murmured, turning around and began to walk away.
She looked after him, her eyes glued to his back, and bit her lip vigorously. Then, she turned around to face Draco.
"How - how could you," she croaked.
"Thought I was doing you a favor, Weasley. Believe much in fairy tales, now do we? What's this muggle rubbish?" He handed the book to her, and she snatched it away, and he was amazed to see her lip quivering, her eyes welling with tears.
"How could you, Malfoy! Why did you do that?"
"Listen, here, Weasley, Corner's a player - there's only one thing he's after..." Draco raked his eyes over her body.
"That's not true!" she shrieked back. "Not true at all! I can't believe you would do this! I hate you!"
"Now, now, Weasel, no need to get harsh," he said, laughing. "I mean...for a third year, you're okay, I guess...referring to the physical bodice of course. Not much for the face, of course..."
Ginny gave out a shriek. "You shouldn't be talking Malfoy! You are the most -!"
"Gorgeous boy in this earth? Thank you, Weasley," he said, smirking. "Now I must be leaving - and don't worry, if I see Corner around you, I'll be sure to tell your brother." He turned around, and began to walk away.
"I'll get you for this, Malfoy!" she screamed. "Mark my words!"
And of course, a promise is a promise.
*~*
Luna Lovegood and Michael Corner DO NOT belong to me - they belong to JK Rowling in the fifth OOTP HP book. Yes, I've almost finished it and I just got it yesterday! Only four more chapters left! I urge for others to read it too - it's excellent! Please review!!!