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'What do you want Malfoy?'
Draco chuckled, an almost friendly laugh that was contradicted when he swung his wand up, pushing the tip into her neck.
'What do I want Weaselette? Is there nothing you can think of?' He leant closer, forcing her…well since she was already against the wall, forcing Malfoy's body flush against her's. Ginny took a moment to notice how well he fit against her, and how firm his chest felt before she continued on her silent quest to retrieve her wand from her under her robes.
Draco, previously distracted by the scent of Ginny's hair, now so close to his nose (was that honey?), felt her shift her arm, and, realising what she was planning, put his hand on her arm, effectively stopping all her movement. She looked up angry and indignant, yet he had never seen anyone look so beautiful. Shocked with this turn of thought, he stumbled backwards, allowing Ginny to grab her wand and hold it protectively in front of her.
'A bit slow on the reflexes today aren't we Malfoy,' she laughed, 'and what's with the shocked expression, it's not like I've actually done anything. Yet.'
'You'll never get one up on me Weaselette, you don't know half the things I know, and probably never will,' he sneered, regaining his composure.
'What things? Like the ones You-Know-Who taught you? Yeah coz I really want to know what they are. What did it cost you to find out anyway? Your father? Oh no wait, that wasn't You-Know-Who's doing, that was your Father's own idiotic actions, so perhaps it cost you your mother? Not that that would be worth much anyway so…'
Draco growled at her, raising his wand threateningly, 'You don't know anything, and never will you little bitch. It's time you learnt a lesson.'
Ginny just smirked, further infuriating Malfoy, 'I think it's you who needs a lesson Malfoy, Lesson number one- get your opponent while they are vulnerable,' and with that she shot at him a powerful Bat-Bogey Hex and scrambled out of the carriage, avoiding the pitiful jinxes shot at her from Malfoy's buddies.
She silently re-entered the compartment currently consisting only of Hermione, Harry and Ron. Sitting down she picked up her diary although she wrote nothing in it. Staring at a blank page she recounted what had just happened. She shouldn't have been surprised that Malfoy was quick to exact revenge, but it still didn't sit right with her. Unbidden, the imprint of Malfoy's body against hers came to mind. She gasped at the feelings it elicited in her but before she could examine these emotions...
'Ginny, are you alright? You look a bit…well…sick, I mean you're pale and you're breathing heavily, do you feel alright?' Hermione leaned over and placed her hand on Ginny's forehead, 'You're burning up, and you should probably go to Madame Pomfrey when we get to school, which should be about right now,' she said right before the train blew its whistle and began to slow down. Hermione smiled in satisfaction, before turning back to Ginny concerned.
'I'm fine 'Mione, I'm feeling a bit off, but not sick enough to go to Pomfrey…I'll be right soon, don't worry,' she lied to Hermione who looked slightly appeased.
Once Hermione was suitably distracted by Harry (who had succeeded in somehow causing his hair to fall off) Ginny returned to her thoughts. She picked up a nearby pen, and, as each thought came to mind, wrote them down hoping to get any semblance of reason from them.
What am I thinking? Draco Malfoy? He tried to hex me but instead of thinking about revenge I'm thinking about his body. His lovely, firm, perfectly shaped…ok I have to stop this, he's a Malfoy, a MALFOY Ginny, you can't think about him like this imagine what Ron would say...oh god if Ron ever found out I would be disowned! And it's not like I actually like Dr...Malfoy, it was just he had a nice body. Lots of people have nice bodies…Harry, Dean and…I'm sure lots of others do as well!
So if any of them were pressed up against me I bet I would feel the same way. I hope he doesn't tell anyone what happened…though considering I beat him he'd probably be too ashamed to actually say anything! I should probably just stay out of his way anyway…if he did say something…well Hermione was already looking at me funny and knowing her rather large brain, would put two and two together. Not that there's anything to really put together. Ugh, just think of something else Ginny like, like…like…
'Ginny,' a voice broke through her rant.
Well there is school. Yeah I can think of school. I can't wait to find out who the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher is…poor Snape I wonder how he'll feel…
'Ginny, we have to go,' said the voice louder, accompanied by a hand that shook her shoulder vigorously. She looked up into Harry's emerald eyes exasperated.
'I heard you alright, I'm coming.'
Harry, who had had Ginny speaking to him nicely the whole summer looked shocked, and Hermione, who witnessed the little event shot Ginny that look again. The one that said 'you're hiding something and I have an inkling of what it might be.' Ginny glared at her and in a manner that was entirely regal, swept from the carriage. Which really had no purpose whatsoever as she had to wait for them outside the compartment anyway. Harry grinned at her and began to walk towards the train exit with Ron, followed by Ginny and Hermione who lagged slightly behind.
'So…are you going to tell me what that was all about?' inquired Hermione.
'What what was all about?' Ginny innocently replied.
'Oh you know! Gazing off into space goofy smile on your face? Snapping at Harry when even I can see you fancy him!'
'Oh…that.' Ginny sought an acceptable lie, 'well Malfoy cornered me when I was on my way back from getting changed in the bathroom and I was got away but I had to jinx him so I was just thinking about that and I didn't mean to snap at Harry I just, well I would have done it to anyone.'
Hermione looked a bit worried still, but she seemed to accept her truth/lie as they walked out of the train and onto the platform. Harry now even further ahead, near the horseless carriages waved frantically at them and then pointed madly at one of the carriages that Ginny could see Ron getting into.
'Ok if you say so. You just looked a bit dazed while writing in that diary of yours.'
Ginny started to smile, but dropped it just as quickly.
'Damn, I left my diary in our compartment! Hermione can you tell the others I'll just take another carriage, I can't leave it on the train…too many secrets in it!'
Hermione sighed but nodded, 'ok but make sure you don't miss a ride!'
Ginny ran back onto the train, and, luckily, found her diary exactly where she had left it. Hearing the train blow its whistle, she sprinted out the carriage and onto the platform just as the train began its departure. Looking around, Ginny saw that she was the only student left however there was still a carriage that appeared to be waiting for her. She hurried towards the carriage and climbed in, relieved to see a head of long, scraggly blonde hair that belonged to Luna.
"Thank goodness it's you; I was worried I would have to spend the ride up to the castle with some annoying Hufflepuff,' she said as she entered the carriage, 'or a Slytherin. Yuck!'
She sat down and looked up, expecting to see Neville, or perhaps even Harry or Hermione. Instead it was the last person she wanted to see. She glanced beseechingly at Luna who smiled dazedly at her before looking out the window, unaware of the heightened tension in the carriage.
'Yucky Slytherins?' the boy drawled, 'why how unfortunate for you. But just spare a thought at how I must feel stuck in a carriage with a bloody Gryffindor,' and Malfoy smirked.
A/N: i know i know another cliffhanger with malfoy saying something! but i love to make up one-liners for him! and i promise the next chapter speeds things up more, we will actually make it to Hogwarts and into some classes...with a surprise for Ginny in Potions...just a little teaser! REVIEW!
