Ginny made her way through the quickest shortcuts she knew to get to her common room.
She pushed past a group of students and sped up a little. She couldn't wait to tell Harry the good news! She past Colin, who tried to snap a photograph but she was too quick for him, and ran past the library. Only a bit more... She wanted to be the one to tell Harry the news.
He will be so excited! She thought, we both got chosen out of about fifty students! What are the odds?
The thing that had gotten Ginny so worked up was the exchange program that was running for four lucky Hogwarts students, to go to Rumella, and learn at the best wizarding school in the world! The exchange had been announced by Dumbledore a few weeks ago and the results where posted this morning. There was a lot of competition, and Ginny didn't think that she would have made it. When she saw Harry's name on the sheet she had squeaked and quickly looked for her own. When she had found it she had squeaked again before running off to find Harry. She regretted that now, because she had no idea who else was going! The exchange went for about three months and would boost Ginny's marks considerably.
Ginny turned the last corner before the common room and stopped dead in her tracks. There in front of her was the one person who could possibly wreck her mood.
"Watch it Weaslette." He spoke, His voice as cold and sharp as usual and his gray eyes narrowed.
"Oh, please spare me Malfoy." She said. Then she cheered up a bit. "At least I'll be rid of you for a while!"
"Ah, so you heard? It was obviously the right choice to-" He started, but was sharply interrupted by Ginny.
"What are you blabbering on about now?"
"The fact that I shall be going on a three month trip as an exchange to Rumella, The finest school in the wizarding world. But I suppose that you wouldn't have heard of that. They only allow competent wizards and witches in, so of course you-" He was again interrupted but this time because as he looked at Ginny he saw that she looked positively mortified, as you would be too in her situation.
"...Uhh, Weaslette?" he asked looking confused.
She immediately woke up from her trance and snapped back to attention.
"The one chance I have to get rid of all the assholes in this school and you have to wreck it!" she cried and bolted down the corridor.
An astonished Draco starred after her. He was slightly confused by her outburst...
Was it something I said?
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Ginny arrived at the Fat Lady portrait and gasped for air. She had bolted the whole way back from her encounter with Malfoy. In the six years she had been at this school she had copped so much from the jerk. Only last year he had put a potion on her books so that they were replaced with love spells. When she had to read aloud in Transfiguration... well, it wasn't pretty.
"Godric the gorgeous." She said as the portrait swung open to reveal Harry who was apparently about to leave.
"Oh Harry," she cried, "We got accepted to the Exchange! Isn't it horrible?"
Harry stared at her and then squealed (rather like a girl).
"Horrible? That's the best news I've heard all year!"
Hermione rushed down the stairs at lightning speed at the sound of the squeal.
"Ginny? What's wrong? Are you okay?"
"Noooooo." Ginny wailed and collapse straight into Harry's outstretched arms. A year ago Ginny would have been to shy to do this but Ginny had gotten over that at the same time she'd gotten over Harry. I mean, he was just a guy who had saved the world multiple times and a great Quidditch player and a major spunk, right? She didn't like him at all...
And she was now proving it by getting his favorite robes covered in her salty tears.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked comfortingly.
"My trip is ruined!" She wailed before collapsing into a new batch of tears. "Mal-ferret (sniff, sniff) is coming."
"Oh." Said Hermione as her face went red. Last year "Mal-ferret" had saved her life on the Quidditch pitch and it had resulted in a serious crush.
Which (quite embarrassingly) he did not return.
Hermione handed Ginny some tissues and quietly walked upstairs.
What's up with her? Harry wondered.
"What's up with her?" Asked Ginny.
"I don't know, but it happens every time someone mentions Malfoy." Harry shrugged.
At the sound of his name Ginny got up, suddenly angry, out of tears and began to pace to room.
"If only there was a way to make him not go...." She wondered aloud "...We could always set a dementor on him..."(Harry cringed at that) "...or tie him up in the forest and..."
"Hire a prostitute to do ungodly things to him?" Harry suggested.
"Actually I was going to say leave him to Aragog but your idea works too."
"Look Gin, we can still have some fun." Said Harry going suddenly serious.
Ginny didn't even manage a weak smile.
"If he goes, I stay." She said firmly.
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"Harry, get off me this instant!!!" yelled Ginny. Harry had literally carried her on the boat the Rumella (the exchange school in Canada, located under Niagara falls) with Blaise (A/N: Blaise is female in this story) and Draco and had then sat on her until they couldn't see land anymore.
He got of the small girl and took the seat next to her hoping that she wouldn't kill him, and that she hadn't inherited the Weasley temper. Maybe she would just forgive him and they could enjoy the trip. But he didn't know Ginny very well after all because as soon as had he got off her she had gotten up, turned to him and screamed-
"HARRY JAMES POTTER YOU ARE A UNGREATFUL, LYING $$HOLE AND I HATE YOU!!!"
She then turned on her heel and stamped of in the direction of reception.
Well there goes the idea of having fun on this trip...
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"What do you mean? There has to be some kind of mistake?" said Draco to the girl at reception who had just told him he would be spending the boat trip in a cabin with Ginny.
"I refuse to share with a Weasley!" he exclaimed.
"I'm very sorry Sir but it can't be changed now, I'll see what I can do in the morning." Said the very tired receptionist.
"Fine. Whatever. Just gimme the key." He said with his arms across his chest sounding very much like a five year old.
She handed him a key and he then turned to leave. On his way out he met with none other than Ginny. It took him a minute to recognize her as she had a gorgeous tan and was wearing a summer dress which was much more revealing than the Hogwarts robes (Well that isn't saying much but...). It was the red hair that gave her away. She actually looked, uh, good.
He focused and found his voice.
"Well it looks as if I'll be seeing you tonight Weasel."
"Not if I can help it."
At that Draco snorted, sneered and left. (AN: Okay, okay, so Draco wouldn't snort but they are MY characters now so I can make Draco snort if I want to. I also gave Ginny a tan!)
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When Ginny found out what had happened she went crazy. But no matter what she did (which was a lot, such as kicking and screaming and yelling and biting and threatening and more kicking) they wouldn't change the arrangements so now she was lying on her bed reading the pamphlet for Rumella. She had carefully locked the door first, and pushed lots of furniture in front of it, in case Draco decided to turn up.
The pamphlet went something like this-
Four students from each school may be chosen. Two boys—Two girls. They will be set up in a small apartment inside one of the towers (or passages) and then later sorted into houses. They will also...
Ginny heard a key turn in the lock.
Damn, I should have known.
She looked up to see Malfoy struggle to push the furniture away then walk through the door.
"Find your way back from Blaise then?" Ginny asked in a very accusing tone.
"You think your smart weasel, but guess what? In America I hear that they tie weasels up by their tails with string and drown them in the lake." He spat.
She giggled as Harry's plan of Draco "tied up" came to mind.
Malfoy looked shocked but soon recovered.
"You think what I just said was funny? What I find funny is that the people on this ship put us in the same cabin! I mean redheads and blondes don't mix."
Wait, was that a joke? If it was it was pretty lame, but still, a joke...
She secretly smiled and glanced over to him. I was obvious that he had been swimming as he was dripping all over the place. Or maybe someone had just chucked him over board...
He's kinda cute. In a retarded kind of way...
"Or should I say class, and a disgrace to the word pureblood."
...This is going to be a long three months.
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P.s
Damn, thought Harry, My plan to throw him overboard failed... Ron will be so disappointed...