Guys cant tell you how sorry I am about the huge delay between chapters! Im so so so so sorry. Just been a bit hectic with last minute uni assignments (passed uni wohoo!) and family stuff. Hope you enjoy this chapter, next chapter will be delivered quicker and be juicier I promise! Enjoy and pease please review! Thanks
Chapter 4- the luck of the lions.
First thing Ginny noticed when she woke up was weak light that poured through her blazing curtains. Next she noticed the slight smell of vanilla and mint that clung to her clothes and hair. And then it hit her. Everything from last night came back to her. Filch. Draco. The Slytherins.
"Oh fuck, great job Gin, welcome to the pack!" She groaned, her head in her hands. After she had accepted everyone became instantly likeable. Parkinson visibly sagged in relief; Crabbe and Goyle offered Ginny a welcoming cupcake that they had assured her they cooked themselves- which she hesitantly took. Zabini gave her a friendly hug. She looked back at Malfoy who was leaning against the bed post. He looked like he was relieved as well but under all that, deep in his eyes was a hint of something else. But Ginny didn't have any time to think further on this as she was ushered out from the Slytherins den through a different path she had come from. She was escorted to the Gryffindors entrance by the Queen, Pansy, herself who after a long measuring look, pulled Ginny back before she could mutter the password and whispered
"See you tomorrow morning Gin-bug." She smiled with too many teeth and melted into the shadows. Ginny had stumbled into the common room and up the stairs to her room where she collapsed from exhaustion and snored the night away.
Ginny made it her mission to scrub herself down vigorously in her morning shower; be it to scrub away last nights antics or to scrub away the feel of Malfoys soft hands in hers or the feel of his breath against her nec-
Get a grip Gin, this is Malfoy we're talking about. Slimy git. Ginny shook her head clear and tumbled out of the shower. Seeing as it was a Saturday, Ginny decided on a pair of washed out skinny jeans, an over-sized red hoody and what the muggles went crazy for; Converses. She let her hair dry on its own and tugged all the necessary equipment for homeworking into her flimsy bag and made her way to the Great hall.
All the way down she kept hearing Parkinsons saucy laughter and her own voice declaring "I'm in" in her head. Just before she entered the Hall, Ginny took a deep breath and sent a tiny prayer out to whoever was willing to listen to help her get through today and that nothing out of the ordinary happen.
Of course that wasn't going to happen. Ginny had barely set foot into the Great Hall when her oaf of a brother practically dragged her to the table. Hermione looked at them, a spoonful of fruit yoghurt halfway to her mouth and eyes wide open. Harry was conspicuously absent.
"Jheeze Ron, I'm not going to sneak you some more muffins out from breakfast alright!" Ginny yelled tugging her arm out of Rons firm grip. His face went bright red and from the corner of her eyes, Ginny saw Seamus nudge Dean and snicker pointedly at Ron.
"This isn't about that Ginny!" He said through gritted teeth. "Where were you last night?" Ginny couldn't help but freeze. How had he found out already? She had barely said yes to the Slytherins!
"I was... erm… in bed. Why?" She tried to make her voice as measured as possible and made sure she looked Ron straight in the eyes
"Hah, that's bullshit Gin! If that is true than why was Colin told by one of his mates, cousins girlfriend that you were seen coming through the doors at 3am! Where the bleedin' heck were you? Who were you with? Was is that slimy git Seamus, 'cause I swear I'll kill him!" He turned towards Seamus who had gone a terrible shade of green, fists clenched.
"Ronald Weasley! Don't you dare talk to me like that! And how do you that Colins mates whatever is even telling the truth?! I Swear Ron I could knock you head in with the goblet if everyone wasn't watching!" Ginny was scarlet with anger but she didn't care. She shook off Hermiones hand as she came up behind Ginny and tried to calm her. It only made her angrier.
"You need to fix up Ronald! Get yourself a girlfriend and get your nose out of my business!" At the word 'girlfriend' Ron darkened several shades of red. He opened his mouth to speak when, behind Ginny, came the sound of clapping.
"Well well well, didn't know you had it in you Red! And Weasley, close your mouth before a fly buries itself in it." Draco Malfoy slauntered over to us his smirk set in motion. Pansy on his right, her hand on the crook of his arm. She looked dazzling as usual with an emerald green skater dress, black stockings and matte black knee-high boots. Her hair was carefully curled and framed her face. Malfoy wore the standard attire: a crisp white shirt tucked into slim leg black trousers and leather loafers. The rest of the gang followed closely behind. They stopped right in front of us. Ginny could feel the stares of the houses drawn to them, the idle chit-chat and giggling momentarily paused. People prodded other people, pointing to the war that they thought was about to ensure.
"What's it to you Malfoy? She's my sister so do us a favour and get lost!" Ron had gone an alarmingly blotchy, beetroot red. His arms flailed around as he shouted telling Ginny just how frustrated he really was. Malfoys smirk just got wider.
"I think it has everything to do with me… with us." He looked over at her and as their eyes met, Ginny saw the spark of amusement shine in his eyes. Ginny knew hers reflected fear. Fear of how Ron would react to taking sides with Slytherins. Fear of how the rest of Gryffindor would think of her. Fear of being shoved away from the Slytherins and having to drop to her knees in front of the Dream Team, begging for their trust again.
Ginny didn't think the secret of her pact would last long but she thought it would have lasted just a little longer. Just so she could scheme behind Rons back and feel revengeful about it.
Malfoys eyes darkened to steel but his expression didn't change. It was evident what
they said: you're in and that's how it's going to stay no matter what.
"Oh yeh, and how's that then Malfoy, you slimy toad?" Ron whipped his wand out from his mud coloured corduroy trousers and pointed it at Malfoy. The Slytherin gang behind pulled theirs out as well. Four against one. Malfoy just looked at Rons wand with a bored expression.
"Well Weasley, your adorable sister chose to join us Slytherins. With a brother whose head is the size of Africa yet is full of air, I'm not surprised why she did. Run along to your room now where I'm sure Potter is waiting for you in your bed." Ron started to splutter at that, going from a beetroot red to a disastrous purple. Malfoy opened his mouth to finish his rant but Pansy stepped forward and put an arm on his shoulder. This stopped him. Pansy stepped forward and held her hand out for Ginny.
"Come on Ginny, let's go eat in peace ey?" Ginny couldn't help but look over at Ron who still hadn't stopped spluttering and was glaring over at Ginny with blood shot eyes. Hermione, to his right, watched this all with rapt fascination and fear. She wasn't going to do anything. With that, Ginny made up her mind and took Pansy's hand and went to stand between her and Malfoy.
Malfoys smirk grew wider still. "See ya round big ears…" with that que, the gang turned away and walked away. Pansy had a firm hand on Ginnys back as she led her to the Slytherin table. She bent her head down and avoided the snarls and dirty looks that she was sure would be directed her way by the other houses. She didn't even look up as Pansy paused and guided Ginny to her seat at the Slytherin table- just in case she met the hostile looks of the Slytherins. Malfoy sat to Ginnys right, Blaise to Pansys left and the others opposite the three.
It wasn't that Ginny felt bad for her oaf of a brother, or that she felt guilty for joining the Slytherins. No. It was rather the acceptance from the other Slytherins that played on her mind. Pansy nudged her and gestured at the food in front of her.
"Don't worry Gin, your safe with us. No-ones gonna' say anything to you isn't that right Slytherins?" She rose her voice and the Slytherins around us either nodded in acceptance or murmured it. That made her feel a bit better. Malfoys shoulder brushed against hers as she moved to grab a croissant. She felt him freeze.
"Sorry Malfoy." He just smirked, looking at her. "What's so funny?" she asked.
"Nothing, just thought I would see hell freeze over before I heard a Weasley apologise to a Malfoy." Ginny nodded her head in agreement and turned back to her breakfast. She could still feel Mafoys gaze lingering on her.
"Professors, students and all other creatures here settle down." The booming voice of Dumbledore finally dragged Malfoys eye away from Ginny.
"What does the old coot want now?" Muttered Malfoy.
"I have an announcement. Today we will be joined by two new comers who have transferred over from Durmstrung. I hope you will all help them to feel welcome at Hogwarts. Dillan and Julie, do come in." Dumbledores voice boomed across the Hall.
The Doors opened and in walked two figures. One was most definitely Julie for she had all the curves and bumps a lady should. Her hair fell in soft brown curls around her delicate face. Keen green eyes swivelled around the Hall taking in the Tables, the food and the students. To her right was a tall, black haired guy. He had the same green eyes but his shone with pride as he walked down the Hall with his head held high. He was very handsome and he must be Dillan, Ginny noted as all the other females in the room watched him make his way to the Head table.
Ginny felt Pansy stiffen next to her and just at that moment Dillan turned to look right at Ginny and it was as if he couldn't stop the curve of his mouth from rising.