A/N: I still don't know how to do italics and spacing. Yeah, call me a
retard I don't care. Just someone help me please. :(
Chapter 4
Revelations
It had been 3 months since Ginny had started her tutoring with Draco, and each time they had barely spoken apart from Draco giving Ginny instructions. Strangely, she looked forward to the silence. Her life had been great lately, but it was just too much. She even enjoyed Draco's coldness towards her. It was different; a change from what everyone else had shown her. Ron was still the overprotective big brother, only now; he had Harry on his side. Even though Ginny was hurt, she had gotten better, and her and Hermione were now the closest of friends again. Everything had gone back to normal, Ginny was still alone, but nevertheless it was normal. Granted, there had been no Yule Ball for Christmas what with the possibility of the dark Lord returning at any time. Ginny and Ron had gone home for the holidays, and Hermione had stayed at the castle with Harry doing Lord knows what. Uneventful and boring. Ginny was getting wholly sick of it.
One night, as they were cleaning up early, Ginny said, "Malfoy, why are you always so sad? Every time I see you, you're on the brink of tears."
"What the hell are you talking about Weasley?" Draco looked at Ginny as if she had just jumped up screaming and claimed she was a parseltongue.
"Your eyes. I know you try to have a big manly front, and you try to pretend you're either angry or indifferent to everything, I see your eyes." Ginny suddenly stopped what she was doing. "They show so much sadness and anguish. I don't know how you're able to stand it."
Draco stopped what he was doing as well, and moved closer to Ginny. "Weasley." Draco moved towards her ear and whispered, "You're mad. Bloody brilliant, but mad. I'm sorry." He then got up, and left the room leaving Ginny to clear the rest of area herself. Ginny looked at him with disbelief.
"I'm sorry..." Ginny breathed. A light suddenly clicked on in her head. "I'm sorry!" She screamed out, and began quickly putting things away.
"Father is going to have to teach me how to hide my eyes. Was? Is? I don't know anymore." Draco thought. He walked quickly the rest of the way to the Slytherin common room where he muttered the password, "return of dark." Draco walked briskly towards his dorm room and without even putting on his pajamas he fell into a distressed sleep, wondering how the girl could read him like that.
Ginny sat silently in her dorm room. Staring at the parchment. She searched it over and over again. It was indeed the same tidy scrawl as Draco's. She'd seen him write down comments on her before. "But what does it mean?" She wondered aloud. "What is he trying to tell me? What is he sorry for?" Ginny had so many thoughts running through her brain. Not to mention a surge of many different emotions. She was what some called a "percipio ere" or someone who feels. She felt the emotions of everyone around her. Especially when she was at the extremes of her own emotions. It was a gift from her mother; all the women in her mother's family had it. It was a burden sometimes, but a blessing other times. She felt sadness in her own heart, exhaustion from her roommates, and also some ecstasy from some of them. "Naughty girls!" Ginny laughed to herself. She went back to pondering the parchment.
A voice inside her whispered, "Maybe he's not sorry for anything yet, maybe he feels the need to be sorry for something he's going to do in the future."
"Thanks, Gram." Ginny smiled. Her grandmother was a very powerful witch indeed, and had passed it on to Ginny. The only ones who knew this however were her parents, Dumbledore and herself. She was magnificent in all she did, except potions. "Ah, the curse of being an Aradia female. Oh well, you can't have everything." She yawned, leaned against her pillow and fell into a deep sleep.
A/N: Yeah, this chapter is really short; I just wanted to get it over with. I actually tried to be pretty accurate on my stuff man! "percipio ere" is Latin for feel. At least that's what the stupid thing said. *shrugs* Aradia is the Greek goddess for witches, and if you didn't know, that's supposed to be her mother's maiden name. Ugh, this chapter is really bad and confusing isn't it? Flame if you want, tell me how to fix it please!
Chapter 4
Revelations
It had been 3 months since Ginny had started her tutoring with Draco, and each time they had barely spoken apart from Draco giving Ginny instructions. Strangely, she looked forward to the silence. Her life had been great lately, but it was just too much. She even enjoyed Draco's coldness towards her. It was different; a change from what everyone else had shown her. Ron was still the overprotective big brother, only now; he had Harry on his side. Even though Ginny was hurt, she had gotten better, and her and Hermione were now the closest of friends again. Everything had gone back to normal, Ginny was still alone, but nevertheless it was normal. Granted, there had been no Yule Ball for Christmas what with the possibility of the dark Lord returning at any time. Ginny and Ron had gone home for the holidays, and Hermione had stayed at the castle with Harry doing Lord knows what. Uneventful and boring. Ginny was getting wholly sick of it.
One night, as they were cleaning up early, Ginny said, "Malfoy, why are you always so sad? Every time I see you, you're on the brink of tears."
"What the hell are you talking about Weasley?" Draco looked at Ginny as if she had just jumped up screaming and claimed she was a parseltongue.
"Your eyes. I know you try to have a big manly front, and you try to pretend you're either angry or indifferent to everything, I see your eyes." Ginny suddenly stopped what she was doing. "They show so much sadness and anguish. I don't know how you're able to stand it."
Draco stopped what he was doing as well, and moved closer to Ginny. "Weasley." Draco moved towards her ear and whispered, "You're mad. Bloody brilliant, but mad. I'm sorry." He then got up, and left the room leaving Ginny to clear the rest of area herself. Ginny looked at him with disbelief.
"I'm sorry..." Ginny breathed. A light suddenly clicked on in her head. "I'm sorry!" She screamed out, and began quickly putting things away.
"Father is going to have to teach me how to hide my eyes. Was? Is? I don't know anymore." Draco thought. He walked quickly the rest of the way to the Slytherin common room where he muttered the password, "return of dark." Draco walked briskly towards his dorm room and without even putting on his pajamas he fell into a distressed sleep, wondering how the girl could read him like that.
Ginny sat silently in her dorm room. Staring at the parchment. She searched it over and over again. It was indeed the same tidy scrawl as Draco's. She'd seen him write down comments on her before. "But what does it mean?" She wondered aloud. "What is he trying to tell me? What is he sorry for?" Ginny had so many thoughts running through her brain. Not to mention a surge of many different emotions. She was what some called a "percipio ere" or someone who feels. She felt the emotions of everyone around her. Especially when she was at the extremes of her own emotions. It was a gift from her mother; all the women in her mother's family had it. It was a burden sometimes, but a blessing other times. She felt sadness in her own heart, exhaustion from her roommates, and also some ecstasy from some of them. "Naughty girls!" Ginny laughed to herself. She went back to pondering the parchment.
A voice inside her whispered, "Maybe he's not sorry for anything yet, maybe he feels the need to be sorry for something he's going to do in the future."
"Thanks, Gram." Ginny smiled. Her grandmother was a very powerful witch indeed, and had passed it on to Ginny. The only ones who knew this however were her parents, Dumbledore and herself. She was magnificent in all she did, except potions. "Ah, the curse of being an Aradia female. Oh well, you can't have everything." She yawned, leaned against her pillow and fell into a deep sleep.
A/N: Yeah, this chapter is really short; I just wanted to get it over with. I actually tried to be pretty accurate on my stuff man! "percipio ere" is Latin for feel. At least that's what the stupid thing said. *shrugs* Aradia is the Greek goddess for witches, and if you didn't know, that's supposed to be her mother's maiden name. Ugh, this chapter is really bad and confusing isn't it? Flame if you want, tell me how to fix it please!