Title: The Color of Winter
Summary: During Ginny's 6th year at Hogwarts, something funny happens.
Suddenly, everyone around her has someone. Everyone except her. Then
something unexpected happens. Something all her family would hate forever.
- This is a D/G pairing!
Rating: PG13 - mainly for language!
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine, plot is, get it, got it, good!
A/N: My characters will have a ( * ( by them!
Chapter One: Unexpectancy!
Ginny Weasley slowly opened her eyes for the start of a new day. She stretched out her arms (like usual) and yawned. Grabbing her hairbrush from her bedside, she walked downstairs into the Gryffindor common room, still wearing her pajamas. No one was yet down there except for Hermione, who lay asleep silently on the couch in front of the fire, books spread all around her small figure.
It was kind of like a routine for Ginny. Every morning she would wake up, go down the spiral staircase from the girls' dormitories (while brushing her hair) and awaken Hermione before anyone saw her. It had pretty much been like that for two months: the first two months of her, Ginny Weasley's, sixth year at Hogwarts. Nothing had changed, except the fact that some people had finally stopped teasing Hermione in her sleep.
"Hermione, get up," Ginny said, shaking Hermione slightly. "Its morning, people are going to be coming down. really soon!"
Hermione sat straight up. "I'm up!" she practically yelled. She looked around her, and, seeing Ginny, sighed. "Oh, thank God it's only you Gin! I had a dream that some Slytherins had gotten in here and were drawing faces on me. Everywhere on me. It was a nightmare!" She rolled her eyes. "Ron came down around one in the morning. Told me to head to my bed. Of course, I didn't listen to him; I still had some homework to do."
"Sure, 'Mione!" Ginny knew that if Ron came down they were probably snogging for a little while before he told her to do anything at all. They'd been doing that a lot lately. "Anyhow, you better hurry up, don't you remember? We volunteered to help out Professor Flitwick."
"Oh yes! Ok, I'll be ready in 15 minutes, Ginny, I promise!" Hermione smiled, running up the stairwell.
'Yeah, right, more like an hour!' Ginny thought, rolling her eyes as she, too, slowly made her way back up to her dormitory.
~*!*~
About an hour later, only 30 minutes of waiting on Hermione, they were ready to head to the Charms classroom. Few people were in the common at this time, as it was still early. They were mostly people who needed to finish a bit of homework, too.
As Ginny and Hermione came down the corridor of the Charms classroom they saw Draco Malfoy standing there, leaning against the door, looking up at the ceiling. His arms and legs were crossed, and, by the look on his face, he was waiting for them.
He turned and looked their way, hearing their footsteps. Draco looked at Hermione, hate in his eyes, then turned and looked at Ginny. His eyes softened a little, and a polite smile lingered on his lips.
"Professor Flitwick no longer needs your help, Weasley, Granger," he nodded his head at them. "He wanted me to inform you of that before I headed to breakfast." He started looking at Ginny, up and down, as if examining her.
"Oh, really? And are we supposed to take your word on that, Malfoy?" Hermione asked, irritated already by Draco. Naturally, she had no reason, except for the fact that they were complete enemies.
"Yes, you are, and I even have a note written for you if you don't believe me," he replied, easily. Draco reached into his pocket and pulled out a small piece of parchment. Checking to see it was the write one, he handed the parchment to Hermione. She quickly checked it over and turned her heel.
"C'mon, Ginny! Amazingly, Malfoy isn't lying to us this time." Hermione gave him a death look. Then, she began walking down the corridor towards the Gryffindor tower again. Ginny was about to follow when she noticed Malfoy looking at her once more.
"Will you stop looking at me like that, Malfoy?! It's like you like what you see," she explained, lightly. "And we can't have that happening, now can we?"
Draco raised an eyebrow at the remark. He watched as the youngest Weasley left. 'Whoops, looks like we just did,' he thought to himself.
~*!*~
Ginny's morning went smoothly, as always. As she walked into the Great Hall for lunch, she was reviewing what she might be doing later that evening. Since Ron had managed to scare of Seamus Finnigan (her now ex- boyfriend) she had no plans for the night. Maybe if Ron would stop scaring off her boyfriends, too, she'd be better off. Then again, if Ron wasn't scaring them off. Fred and George would be, but with a much worse technique.
Ginny sat down next to Hermione at the Gryffindor table. She saw that Ron and Harry were in a deep discussion of. something only guys would be talking about. Hermione was reading a book; she hadn't really even noticed Ginny walking in.
Just as Ginny started to reach for some food she could feel someone's stare on her. She looked around the Great Hall, landing on a particular blonde at the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy. He noticed that she had seen him and stared (pretty much) directly into her eyes, despite the distance. Ginny turned away. This was starting to get creepy.
She stood up, gathering her belongings, and walked out of the Great Hall. It's not like anyone knew she had entered in the first place. 'No one except for Malfoy!' she thought. She was walking a little faster than usual, heading towards the library. As she walked she could hear someone behind her.
"Oh, so now you're a stalker, Malfoy?" asked Ginny, turning around abruptly.
"Hmm, how did you know it was me?" He smiled, slowing his pace but still walking towards her.
"You're wearing the same cologne as you were earlier this morning, who couldn't sense you?" Ginny rolled her eyes. "Anyhow, what do you want? To make fun of my family, is that it? Because I'm pretty sure you do that enough with Ron, causes him to go absolutely raging."
"No," Malfoy answered, now dangerously close to her. "But thanks for that fact about your brother, it'll come in useful for future references." Ginny turned slightly pink. She didn't mean to tell him that.
"No, actually, I just felt like a walk, which happens to be in the same direction as you," he explained.
"Oh, gee, I wonder why that is!" Ginny muttered, the sarcasm clearly visible to anyone. She took a step or two back, leading her one step away from the corridor's wall.
"...So do I." Draco whispered. He leaned in slowly. Ginny looked around; no one was in the corridor, no one could help her. She backed up right against the wall. She could feel his breath on her. She could feel his lips press against her own. She could. hear her name down the corridor? "VIRGINIA WEASLEY!" someone called. Ginny pushed Malfoy away from her. She looked down the corridor to see who called. It was her Asian friend *Maria. She sighed. 'Thank God it wasn't Ron!' she thought. Ginny looked to where Malfoy had been. That was it, where he had been. He wasn't anywhere in sight now. "Whoa, do you realize who you were just kissing?!" exclaimed Maria, rolling her eyes. "You are lucky I was the one that caught you! Hermione would have told Ron, so would have Harry. Hell, anyone but me would have told Ron, probably!" "I. I didn't kiss him," muttered Ginny. "He kissed me." "I don't really care who kissed who! But you must be pretty lucky. I mean, despite the fact that Malfoy's a total jerk, he's still extremely hot. He probably has half the girls at this school wanting him! The other half belongs to Harry!" Ginny hated how most of the girls at school were either in love with Malfoy or Harry, the evil or the good. No one really gave any of the other guys a chance. "Whatever! Next thing you know, he'll be using me," Ginny said. "Never trust a Slytherin. Especially if his father is one of the most wanted Death Eaters."
~*!*~ A/N: Hey, sorry that was so short, but that's your first chapter! (My first
posted fic!) Please R/R! Bunches of love! Xoxo! rEnAe17
Chapter One: Unexpectancy!
Ginny Weasley slowly opened her eyes for the start of a new day. She stretched out her arms (like usual) and yawned. Grabbing her hairbrush from her bedside, she walked downstairs into the Gryffindor common room, still wearing her pajamas. No one was yet down there except for Hermione, who lay asleep silently on the couch in front of the fire, books spread all around her small figure.
It was kind of like a routine for Ginny. Every morning she would wake up, go down the spiral staircase from the girls' dormitories (while brushing her hair) and awaken Hermione before anyone saw her. It had pretty much been like that for two months: the first two months of her, Ginny Weasley's, sixth year at Hogwarts. Nothing had changed, except the fact that some people had finally stopped teasing Hermione in her sleep.
"Hermione, get up," Ginny said, shaking Hermione slightly. "Its morning, people are going to be coming down. really soon!"
Hermione sat straight up. "I'm up!" she practically yelled. She looked around her, and, seeing Ginny, sighed. "Oh, thank God it's only you Gin! I had a dream that some Slytherins had gotten in here and were drawing faces on me. Everywhere on me. It was a nightmare!" She rolled her eyes. "Ron came down around one in the morning. Told me to head to my bed. Of course, I didn't listen to him; I still had some homework to do."
"Sure, 'Mione!" Ginny knew that if Ron came down they were probably snogging for a little while before he told her to do anything at all. They'd been doing that a lot lately. "Anyhow, you better hurry up, don't you remember? We volunteered to help out Professor Flitwick."
"Oh yes! Ok, I'll be ready in 15 minutes, Ginny, I promise!" Hermione smiled, running up the stairwell.
'Yeah, right, more like an hour!' Ginny thought, rolling her eyes as she, too, slowly made her way back up to her dormitory.
~*!*~
About an hour later, only 30 minutes of waiting on Hermione, they were ready to head to the Charms classroom. Few people were in the common at this time, as it was still early. They were mostly people who needed to finish a bit of homework, too.
As Ginny and Hermione came down the corridor of the Charms classroom they saw Draco Malfoy standing there, leaning against the door, looking up at the ceiling. His arms and legs were crossed, and, by the look on his face, he was waiting for them.
He turned and looked their way, hearing their footsteps. Draco looked at Hermione, hate in his eyes, then turned and looked at Ginny. His eyes softened a little, and a polite smile lingered on his lips.
"Professor Flitwick no longer needs your help, Weasley, Granger," he nodded his head at them. "He wanted me to inform you of that before I headed to breakfast." He started looking at Ginny, up and down, as if examining her.
"Oh, really? And are we supposed to take your word on that, Malfoy?" Hermione asked, irritated already by Draco. Naturally, she had no reason, except for the fact that they were complete enemies.
"Yes, you are, and I even have a note written for you if you don't believe me," he replied, easily. Draco reached into his pocket and pulled out a small piece of parchment. Checking to see it was the write one, he handed the parchment to Hermione. She quickly checked it over and turned her heel.
"C'mon, Ginny! Amazingly, Malfoy isn't lying to us this time." Hermione gave him a death look. Then, she began walking down the corridor towards the Gryffindor tower again. Ginny was about to follow when she noticed Malfoy looking at her once more.
"Will you stop looking at me like that, Malfoy?! It's like you like what you see," she explained, lightly. "And we can't have that happening, now can we?"
Draco raised an eyebrow at the remark. He watched as the youngest Weasley left. 'Whoops, looks like we just did,' he thought to himself.
~*!*~
Ginny's morning went smoothly, as always. As she walked into the Great Hall for lunch, she was reviewing what she might be doing later that evening. Since Ron had managed to scare of Seamus Finnigan (her now ex- boyfriend) she had no plans for the night. Maybe if Ron would stop scaring off her boyfriends, too, she'd be better off. Then again, if Ron wasn't scaring them off. Fred and George would be, but with a much worse technique.
Ginny sat down next to Hermione at the Gryffindor table. She saw that Ron and Harry were in a deep discussion of. something only guys would be talking about. Hermione was reading a book; she hadn't really even noticed Ginny walking in.
Just as Ginny started to reach for some food she could feel someone's stare on her. She looked around the Great Hall, landing on a particular blonde at the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy. He noticed that she had seen him and stared (pretty much) directly into her eyes, despite the distance. Ginny turned away. This was starting to get creepy.
She stood up, gathering her belongings, and walked out of the Great Hall. It's not like anyone knew she had entered in the first place. 'No one except for Malfoy!' she thought. She was walking a little faster than usual, heading towards the library. As she walked she could hear someone behind her.
"Oh, so now you're a stalker, Malfoy?" asked Ginny, turning around abruptly.
"Hmm, how did you know it was me?" He smiled, slowing his pace but still walking towards her.
"You're wearing the same cologne as you were earlier this morning, who couldn't sense you?" Ginny rolled her eyes. "Anyhow, what do you want? To make fun of my family, is that it? Because I'm pretty sure you do that enough with Ron, causes him to go absolutely raging."
"No," Malfoy answered, now dangerously close to her. "But thanks for that fact about your brother, it'll come in useful for future references." Ginny turned slightly pink. She didn't mean to tell him that.
"No, actually, I just felt like a walk, which happens to be in the same direction as you," he explained.
"Oh, gee, I wonder why that is!" Ginny muttered, the sarcasm clearly visible to anyone. She took a step or two back, leading her one step away from the corridor's wall.
"...So do I." Draco whispered. He leaned in slowly. Ginny looked around; no one was in the corridor, no one could help her. She backed up right against the wall. She could feel his breath on her. She could feel his lips press against her own. She could. hear her name down the corridor? "VIRGINIA WEASLEY!" someone called. Ginny pushed Malfoy away from her. She looked down the corridor to see who called. It was her Asian friend *Maria. She sighed. 'Thank God it wasn't Ron!' she thought. Ginny looked to where Malfoy had been. That was it, where he had been. He wasn't anywhere in sight now. "Whoa, do you realize who you were just kissing?!" exclaimed Maria, rolling her eyes. "You are lucky I was the one that caught you! Hermione would have told Ron, so would have Harry. Hell, anyone but me would have told Ron, probably!" "I. I didn't kiss him," muttered Ginny. "He kissed me." "I don't really care who kissed who! But you must be pretty lucky. I mean, despite the fact that Malfoy's a total jerk, he's still extremely hot. He probably has half the girls at this school wanting him! The other half belongs to Harry!" Ginny hated how most of the girls at school were either in love with Malfoy or Harry, the evil or the good. No one really gave any of the other guys a chance. "Whatever! Next thing you know, he'll be using me," Ginny said. "Never trust a Slytherin. Especially if his father is one of the most wanted Death Eaters."
~*!*~ A/N: Hey, sorry that was so short, but that's your first chapter! (My first
posted fic!) Please R/R! Bunches of love! Xoxo! rEnAe17
