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My Third Year
Goblet of Fire
I knew what everyone say about Draco, that he was arrogant and selfish and for that reason he wasn't someone I spent any time with, even after attending the same school for three years.
"Get your Quidditch World Cup Programs here," someone called out as we climbed up the stairs. Hermione smiled.
"He's just a guy," she said. I laughed and turned to look at her.
"Harry Potter is just a guy," I teased sarcastically. "Oh, how wrong the rest of the magical community must be then. We should make a sign telling them."
"He is though," she said. "Even when he forgets. He may be the boy who lived..." I smiled and rolled my eyes.
"He is the boy that lived," I said.
"That doesn't make him special," she said. I rolled my eyes as we climbed.
"Again, that does make him special but I'm guessing you have a point so continue," I asked.
"I just meant that Harry is just like any other guy," she said. I smiled and continued to walk up the steps.
"So apart from everything you just said being wrong, which is odd for you. Your point is that I should date other people because Mister Harry Potter isn't that special," I said. She just laughed.
"Exactly," she said. Fred wrapped his arm around me.
"What you girlys talking about," George asked. Hermione laughed.
"Nothingggg," I said and laughed.
"Lairs," Fred said and laughed.
"It better be a good prank," George said.
"Blimey, Dad. How far up are we," Ron said and I turned to Hermione and laughed.
"Complainer," I muttered and rolled my eyes.
"Well, put it this way if it rains... you'll be the first to know," Lucius said. All our faces dropped and looked down to the Malfoy family. I was normally good at being over looked by Draco at school but not today. It was probably to do with the fact I was actually hanging out with Harry Potter for once. I was standing behind one of the most famous people around and one of the people Draco hated the most.
"Father and I are in the Minister's box by personal invitation of Cornelius Funge himself," Draco said. I looked down at Draco and smirked. Ego driven bum. I shocked my head.
"Don't boast, Draco," his father said, hitting him with this cane. I flinched and looked at Lucius. How could his dad be so mean? Draco looked up at us and caught my eyes a second before Hermione pulled me away.
"Look," she said and pointed to the field.
"Go Irish," I yelled and I laughed with Hermione, before taking another sideways look down to the Malfoy's.
The dark mark flew up into the sky and I looked up. I looked to Hermione, as a light flashed into the air. I looked around quickly as panicked looks covered everyone's faces.
"Fred, George, lets go. One of you grab Ginny," Dad yelled and Fred grabbed my hand. The tent got left behind us as we ran back towards the port key. People were pushed against me and my hands started to slip. I lost Hermione's hand first as Fred pulled me along after them. Everyone's voices were a blur of yelling and called as we ran through the people. The light flashed in the sky and people screamed. Fred's hand slipped from mine and I fell onto the ground. I rolled over and coughed, looking around. I saw my family disappear into the crowd before I could stand up. Someone almost stood on my arm and I rolled away from them, almost hitting someone else.
"Ouch," I muttered when someone grabbed my hand, pulling me up off the ground. At first I couldn't see their face as they pulled me along after them.
"Where are we going," I asked, almost tripping over some guy. They gripped my hand tighter and I tried to pull away. We stopped abruptly as someone flashed in front of us. I didn't have enough time to breath but I looked sideways at them. "Draco," I muttered, staring at him.
"Come on," he said, taking off again and pulling me through the crowd. I tripped on a burning tent and Draco held onto my hand tighter.
"Wait," I called out, tripping again and held his hand tightly in mine.
"Come on," he said, pulling us behind a wall as the death eaters flashed into the field. My heart pounded in my head. I looked around the corner as Draco pressed against me.
"Oh my god," I breathed, watching the death eaters as people ran. I turned too looked at him. Our eyes locked together; His chest centimetres from mine. His heart beat against mine.
"Come on," Draco muttered. "We need to get out of here." I just nodded as he led me up the hill. I saw my family. At the top of the hill, everyone looked around. Both Harry and I were missing from the group at the top of the hill. Where was Harry? Hermione looked around.
"Go," Draco said and push me forward before I could turn around to look at him, Hermione called out to me.
"Ginny," she said and run down the hill towards me. I run up to meet her. "Come on," she said and pulled me towards the port key. I turned around to look for Draco but he was already gone. I stared at the empty spot as Hermione throw my hand onto the port key.
Luna and I walked down a hallway at Hogwarts. She skipped and I just smiled.
"So who are you taking to the ball," she asked. I laughed.
"I don't know, I guess whoever asks me," I breathed as we walked towards the Ravenclaw tower. "Who do you want to go with," I asked and smiled. She giggled and did a spin as we walked.
"I don't know, but one of those Durmstrang boys would be nice," she said and I smiled.
"That would be amazing," I said and laughed.
"They are very cute," she breathed. I laughed.
"They are," I breathed. "But we aren't really old enough to go," I said and sighed.
"Like Potter isn't old enough to get into the championship," she said and I smiled.
"Hey, magic is everywhere," I teased, looking around the hallway, covered with moving paintings and did a spin. I saw Draco out of the corner of my eye and stopped. "Umm, I have to go," I said. She locked eyes with me for a second and then smiled.
"Okay," she said airily. "I have to find my shoes anyway," she breathed and stopped to look at her bare feet before skipping off. I shook my head and turned away from her. I ran after Draco as he stopped around the corner.
"Hey," I breathed, coming to a stop. He looked up at me. I half smiled.
"Weasley," he said. He didn't nod his head but just looked at me. We just looked at each other. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. It was like talking to Harry but worse. I'm pretty sure this was the first time he and I had ever been alone. I didn't know what I had wanted to say when I followed he around the corner. It wasn't like me and him talked, but I had needed too. I wanted too. Draco didn't look as mean as he had before, after that night at the World Cup. I reached out and touched his hand and his eyes opened wider.
"Thanks."
I turned around to look at him and my dress swayed around me. I smiled.
"I have a wonderful night," I said to Neville, kissing him lightly on the cheek. The ball had been amazing. Neville smiled.
"Really," he asked surprised and I laughed.
"Yes. I really did," I said.
"Oh," he said and studied his feet. It was a little sad how Neville didn't believe in himself back then. "Well good," he mumbled. I smiled softly.
"I'll see you tomorrow," I said and continued up the stairs. I walked around the corner and Draco was standing there. I smiled. Tonight had been amazing and I was giddy. I felt like a princess right before she ran into her prince at the ball. "What are you doing here," I asked. He picked himself up off the wall.
"Watching Longbottom stutter at his feet," he mocked and smirked. I rolled my eyes.
"Okay and now the real reason," I asked, crossing my arms lightly over my chest. He seemed taken aback for a second before he smirked.
"Just waiting," he said. I smiled.
"Waiting for someone or something," I asked. He smirked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Something," he said. I just stared at him.
"And what would that be," I asked as he walked over to me.
"I'm just waiting for a dance," he said smugly. I smirked.
"What, Pansy didn't dance with you," I asked and pouted mockingly. He shrugged.
"We did a little but someone spilt something on her dress, so she ran off." I smiled.
"Well," I said, holding out my hand to him. "Would you like the last dance," I asked and he smirked, wrapping his hands around my waist.
"Why not."
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