Milk and Chocolate

by ll4ever

Chapter 2:Waiting for Prince Charming

Ginny Weasley was bored. There was no other word for it. She was bored, and didn't know what to do about it.

For the last hour and a half she had watched a very angry Ron chase Seamus and Dean around while a very tipsy looking Hermione stood lop sided by one of the willow trees, attempting to remove the latest charm and failing dramatically. Ginny seriously didn't think she had ever seen Hermione Granger laugh so hard.

"Lord, if there were ever two people so meant for each other, it had to be Ron and Hermione."

With a small sigh, she couldn't help wish again that she were Hermione. Not with Ron, of course, that would be far worse than disgusting, but with someone else. Someone else with impossibly messy hair and green eyes so piercing, she swore that he could read her mind, and her soul.

Sighing hopelessly, Ginny glanced up at the most marvelous castle in all of the land: Hogwarts. She still couldn't quite believe she was here, and that she was going to, yipes, graduate in two more years. Subconsciously she ran her eyes over the buildings peering into the brightly lit windows. There was McGonagall sitting at her desk….....and there was Professor Dumbledore, staring out of some random window. He caught her eye for a moment and she swore for a second through the dusk that he winked and smiled at her!!! Shaking her head, she smiled weakly back and darted her eyes to a window a little higher up from the Professors'.

She hadn't noticed this window before. Her eyes widened. What was Harry James Potter doing in that room? She could only see his head, his shaggy mane of black untamable hair flopping around. She could of sworn that he was having Occlumency tonight......and Ginny quickly blinked.

The window was gone.

Sighing to herself again, she frowned.

"I must have imagined it..." she thought sadly and turned back to the romance novel she was reading.

"Rachelle, my love, I am sorry for all the pain I have caused you..."

Harry was causing her a lot of pain.....

"I love you"

Ginny knew she would most likely die if she ever heard those words come out of Harry's mouth.

"Please, be mine."

As soon as the sentence had left David's mouth, he slowly bent down on Rachelle, and pressed his slightly chapped lips against her soft lush ones. When they broke for air, minutes later, Rachelle looked deep into his eyes.

"Forever."

Ginny slammed the book shut, frustration welling up inside her. Damn, how come her life couldn't be like…..like that? How come Harry couldn't swoop down on her lips?

"It's not fair",she decided, frowning.

"How come everyone seems to be getting the girl/guy they want and my Prince Charming won't even touch me. Even Seamus and.....Dean, I mean they got Lavender and Parvati!!"

Dean.........Dean and her had never really been dating it; was more of a ploy to piss her brother off, which had worked spectacularly. Dean was simply a friend. Nothing more. Nor would he ever be anything more. Ginny sighed and nearly stabbed herself with her pen.

"Damn it, I have to stop sighing. I sound like some damsel in distress."

Ginny grinned to herself.

"Ginerva Marie Weasley, damsel in distress. Locked in a castle, with an evil person guarding it, waiting patiently for the day her Prince Charming would come to rescue her." She whispered softly to herself, and broke out into hysterical giggles. As if.

Ginny stopped laughing abruptly as she caught the cool grey eyes of Draco Malfoy, who had been obviously staring at her from where he was leaning against the stone walls of the Great Hall, over by the door. She caught his gaze and their gazes locked for several moments, before Draco turned and went through the doors into the Great Hall at each other. Ginny's gaze lay for several more moments on the place where Draco had stood, confusion building up inside her.

That wasn't the first time she had caught Draco staring at her with that sort of….sad expression. Almost like he knew something that she didn't.

"Well," Ginny said to herself consolingly.

"It isn't like he does. Unless if he knows when the next Death Eater meeting is."

Ginny snorted at her bad, almost cruel joke, and glance back towards her fellow Gryffindors. Hermione was currently laughing so hard her wand was tipped at a very bad angle in her incredibly wobbly right hand. Ginny sighed, again, and decided sighing wasn't her thing. Instead, she humphed, and fell into crazy giggles mixed in with hiccups.

"Lord, I must seem really weird. A minute ago I was sighing every 15 seconds, 30 seconds ago I was humphing and now I am giggling!"

Ginny erupted into more hysterical giggles, barely having enough air to do so, as of the fact that every time she tried to take a breath in, she would hiccup. Slowly, she calmed herself and took a deep breath in. She could tell she was getting sugar low, something that was not good for any of the Weasley family members.

Wincing from the stiffness of her legs, and feeling a bit like an old grandmother, she stood up and yawned.

"Coming, Hermione?"

Hermione was nearly collapsing with laughter as the recently leg-locked Ron lay on the ground, snarling at Seamus and Dean, who were pretending he was some animal at a soo, and cautiously acting out throwing pieces of meat at his slightly crazed looking face.

Well, she thought it was a soo. That place, were Muggles kept all those weird animals, soo, or choo, or something.

Hermione looked up at Ginny, her face flushed, and nodded. Quickly, she applied to Leg-Locking counterjinx to Ron and walked over to Ginny. "You okay?" she asked curiously, her face rapidly loosing some of its red.

Ginny stared down at her old faded blue tennis shoes and humphed again. "Fine, I guess. As fine as anyone could be right now, I suppose."

Hermione looked at her closely, her eyes running over the scars in Ginny's face from playing so roughly with her brothers as a girl, and finally shrugged.

"Yeah, I guess I know what you mean. You want to get some dinner?"

Ginny's stomach gave a particularly loud rumble after Hermione's last sentence and Ginny grinned. "I think so....."

The two girls slowly turned and trudged back to the Great Hall's front doors, and both disappeared back into their own thoughts. Ginny, humphed again, much more quietly than before and considered her Prince Charming. He was good looking, and had definitely buffed out. She couldn't figure out when that had happened, though she suspected that he was just playing harder in Quidditch.

He was the typical Prince Charming; he had the good looks, the brains, the power, the loyalty, and mostly everything else. But for some reason, her Prince Charming hadn't come to rescue her yet.

Ginny's shoulders drooped slightly, though her head remained raised. She didn't know why she continued to dwell on Harry. Well, no, that was wrong; she did know why.

She liked him…………a lot……………

Chapter Two!!! I hope you enjoyed!! I know, I know, it was kind of short, okay really short. But the next chapters will BE LONG!!!!!! Don't worry…. Anyway, hope you enjoyed and PLEASE UPDATE!!! It means a lot to me :)

Love from,

Lily