HELLO!
This chapter has several time skips of mostly a few days but nothing happens except Ginnie is silent and mostly ignored.
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Ginnie was actually starting to get a little bored. She loved her classes, sure, but she didn't have any friends. Being shy sucks.
Anyway, today Professor Dumbledore was going to pick the champions for that Triwizard Tournament thing. There was some girl named Fleur Delacore from Beauxbatons, Victor Krum from Durmstrang who turns out to be some major Quidditch seeker, and Cedric Diggory from Hogwarts. Yay. Everyone's happy and excited, party party party…30 seconds later the Goblet of Fire spat out another piece of paper and it said…dum dum DUM! Harry Potter.
Ginnie sat in her seat leaning into her hand as everyone, especially the Slytherins, started being noisy and everything they said could all be summed up as, "What the fvck is going on here?!" Ginnie sighed as she waited for everyone to shut up. Eventually, though, she got bored and walked away.
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Days after the champions were picked, Ginnie was walking down one of the corridors when she heard a commotion outside. She saw Draco and his friends talking to Harry. Obviously something bad happened because that Defense Against the Dark Arts professor ended up turning Draco into a ferret. Ginnie couldn't help but laugh when he dropped Ferret Draco into Crabbe's, or Goyle's, can't tell them apart, pants. After he was turned back to human he ran off threatening them to tell his father. Before she knew it he had actually run right into her.
"Bloody hell!" When he looked down and saw who he was on top of his face flushed and he got up quickly. He offered a hand to help her up. She took it thankfully and said, "Thanks. So what happened there?"
"They're just a bunch of mudblood loving freaks," he said. Ginnie frowned at him. Being surrounded by Slytherins, she managed to pick up some words so she was aware what mudblood meant. She lightly whacked him on the back of the head. Not very hard but he glared evilly at her. "Watch what you say," she ordered. "Just because you're a pureblood and they're muggleborns doesn't make you better. Making fun of them only makes you a jerk. Besides, if you don't like non-purebloods than you must not like me." Ginnie walked away as he looked on, unable to believe she said that.
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The first competition was starting today. Ginnie walked on with everyone to the stands where the announcer…well, announced, that the champions would have to get a golden egg away from a dragon. EPIC! Ginnie's always loved dragons. The challenge was exciting to watch. Eventually it was Harry's turn. He summoned this sweet, black broomstick and flew around until the dragon broke its chains. Harry flew off towards the castle, the dragon following suit.
As everyone waited she heard students making bets. Naturally all the Slytherins bet against him, which made them very upset when he appeared and grabbed the egg. Ginnie was glad he was okay but she was worried about the very evil looking dragon. She hoped it wasn't hurt. When she looked to the arena she saw Harry standing there holding the golden egg.
Great. Now she had to spend tonight surrounded by loud, unhappy Slytherins. Perfect…just perfect.
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Ginnie sat in the common room trying to block out the commotion, failing miserably. She was sitting in the far corner, alone naturally, stretching. She was flexible in a way people found slightly disturbing. Otherwise she's not. She can barely touch her toes. Think of it like this, she's in the dark corner, lying on her chest, with her right foot bending back touching her left shoulder. Other people in the room started staring at her. She quickly dropped her foot and sat up. "Um…hi," she said nervously. As if retaining dignity, she stood up, brushed herself off, and walked off to bed.
She lay in bed, reading a book until Pug-face Pansy showed up. She plopped down on Ginnie's bed, staring…or rather glaring. "Um…may I help you?"
"Yeah. You can start by keeping your slutty little hands off of my Draco," she said. Ginnie raised an eyebrow and answered calmly, "What could I have possibly done to make you think I'm a slut or that I'm after Draco?"
"I've seen the way you look at him," she accused. Ginnie blinked. Has she been looking at Draco in any particular way? Has she even talked to Draco? Well…other than on the train or when she scolded him…nope, never talked to him beside for those. "But I've barely even talked to him. Why would I be looking at him?" Pansy snorted, (wow, she is like a pug, isn't she?) and said, "Just shut up and listen. Draco's mine and we're perfectly happy so butt out!" Generally, Ginnie is easy to talk to, especially if you don't know her cause then she's actually nice, but Pansy's just pissed her off.
"That's it. Listen up, Pug-face. I don't like you, and you don't like me. That's how it is and I am perfectly okay with that. I am not after your self-proclaimed boyfriend and also, if you two were so happy than you would have no reason to think he could be stolen away from you. Do everyone a favor, and get over yourself." she said, all shyness abandoned. Pansy gaped at her. "Now get off my bed," Ginnie ordered. Pansy was too shock to do anything else so she stood up and walked away, surprise written all over her face.
Ginnie sighed before putting her book away, the relaxing mood vanished. She put her head on her pillow and fell asleep.
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The other Slytherin girls must have been unhappy with her because Ginnie woke up to ice cold water. Pansy must have told the other girls what had happened a few days ago. Stupid pug-faced whore. Thankfully it was a Saturday so she had plenty of time to take a very long, hot bath. Getting to wear something other than that uniform with its annoying short skirt, Ginnie put on some tan cargo pants with a loose black shirt. In white letters it said 'I'm ninja (you can't see me)' and over the shirt she had a thin black jacket. She put on her boots (Ugs) and her black cord necklace with a silver dragon pendant. The moment she walked outside she heard that the Slytherins were to go to Snape's classroom. Completely dreading it she went.
Awful. It was terrible. How could they possibly do something like this to her? It was torture. Apparently there's going to be a – a – a dance! Ginnie didn't like dances. Didn't see the point in them. Either way she has to go to this…dance lesson for this Yule Ball. Seriously, a dance lesson taught by Snape could only be trouble, so Ginnie did the natural thing. As Snape explained what was going on Ginnie quietly snuck towards the door. Just as she was about to open it and escape into sweet freedom…she was told to go up to the front. 'Damn!'
When Ginnie reached the front, probably to be his dancing guinea pig, she was met my Draco Malfoy. 'Shit. Now Pansy's really going to kill me.' Snape told them the positions which included Draco placing his hand on her waist, which he did with no hesitation, and Ginnie shyly (STUPID SHYNESS! WHY NOW?) put her hand on his shoulder and to Snape's (sucky) instructions danced. Turns out 2 years of Perfectly Polished (EVIL!) came in handy because the waltz instantly came back into her memory.
People actually seemed surprised that she could dance. That was actually kind of insulting. If people took the time to try and get to know her than things would be so much easier and she wouldn't keep being reduced to a quiet shy girl with no friends.
As soon as the lesson was over Ginnie instantly broke away from the pale-haired boy and walked away, a small blush on her face.
Ginnie walked into the small courtyard and started counting to herself. When she reached 8 she heard it. "What the hell was that?" Ginnie inwardly groaned. Turning around there she was. "What do you want, Pansy?"
"I want to know what you think you were doing dancing with my Draco." Great. Again with the 'my' business. Did she not even notice that Ginnie didn't get a choice in the matter? Snape had picked her. God! Pansy's such a dumbass. But…sadly, Ginnie couldn't say what she felt because there were so many people around. Instant shyness. Damn. "Look, I already told you I wasn't after Draco," Ginnie mumbled hoping Pug-face would just leave her alone. Sadly Pansy seemed to have issues and pulled her wand out. Not that Ginnie thought she couldn't beat Pansy but still…so many people. Or rather, so many people who weren't her friends.
Suddenly Pansy was hit with a stun spell. Ginnie looked around and saw that Hermione girl with her wand out. Ginnie walked over to her and then saw Ron and Harry with another smaller girl. Ginny brushed some of her brown hair out of her eyes. "Hey, um, thanks."
"It was no problem," Hermione said. The smaller girl, who also had bright red hair like Ron looked at her. "Hello," she said, "My name's Ginny." Ginnie looked at her. "Oh, um, hi. Wow, this is kind of weird. My name's Ginnie, too." (Sound same!) Ginny seemed surprised. "Really? Well it's a pleasure to meet you. Why was that Pansy girl about to hex you?"
"She's got it in her head that I'm out to steal her self-proclaimed boyfriend." Ginnie sighed. "I had to dance with him in this horrible, torturous dance lesson taught by Snape." Nearly all their faces paled. Ugh. "So you have to dance with Malfoy?" Ron asked. Ginnie nodded but laughed when Harry said, "Almost as bad as you having to dance with Professor McGonagall." Ron mumbled, "Shut up."
"Well, it was great seeing y'all, but I still have some homework so I guess I'll see ya later." Ginnie waved goodbye to them as she went to get her books from the Slytherin common room. She worked until late into the night. She fell asleep right on the couch where she did her work. She dreamed that night.
--Dream—
She saw herself back when she was 5, walking with her mom, holding on to her hand like the cute little child she was. They were both laughing and smiling. The next image was her, around 9 or 10, with her whole family on a sail boat together. Everyone was so happy. Different flashes from her life with her and her family, the best moments, passed by.
However, at the end of the stream of happy memories, was a large plane. Ginnie stared at it with wide eyes. She and her two brothers were waving goodbye. No No! NO! Ginnie made herself break away from her brothers as she ran after the plane. She couldn't go through this. Not again. Tears crawled into her eyes as she reached the gate just after the door closed. She banged on it, willing it to open but it didn't. Ginnie ran to the windows hoping it didn't happen. As she stared one of the engines stopped. The plane began falling. When it reached the ground fire erupted from it. Ginnie fell to her knees, unable to look away. People ran, screaming, from and to the plane trying to see if anyone survived.
No one did.
As Ginnie cried there, by the windows, she felt herself lift up and was now outside, rain lightly falling. She stood dressed in black before two coffins. She wanted to scream but when she tried nothing came out. She clutched her head in her hands and fell to the ground. She couldn't take this. It was killing her. As the coffins were lowered into the ground-
--Dream over—
Ginnie woke with a start, tears in her eyes. She felt suffocated. She moved to get up and all of her books fell to the stone floor. She made herself roll off the couch and she slowly moved towards the spiral staircase. She then started running. She went as far as she could. She found herself outside (in the weird little circle of giant rocks that's on the way to Hagrid's house) and she sat down next to one of the giant rock pillar…things and cried as rain started to fall. The sun started to rise.
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Draco was woken up by a noise down in the common room. He got up, put some clothes on, and went down to check it out. He saw someone running up the staircase. Draco followed them, hoping neither of them got caught and got points taken away from Slytherin. He followed the person all the way outside until he saw them sit down. Sighing he walked over. When the person looked up he was able to tell that it was that American girl, Ginnie. As light from the rising sun filled the area he saw the tears on her cheek. "What's wrong?" he asked.
She quickly wiped her eyes and quietly said, "Nothing." He grabbed her hand and kneeled down beside her. "Well it doesn't look like bloody nothing." He made her face him. "What happened?" Breaking down, Ginnie told him about her dream and why it is she just came to Hogwarts this year. Draco listened with surprise. He wouldn't have guessed something like that had happened to her. She started crying again. Bloody hell. He wasn't sure what to do so he just suggested that they go get some breakfast. She nodded shakily, wiping away any leftover tears and followed him back inside.
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Ginnie actually sat next to Draco and his friends for once, not wanting to be by herself right now. She ate some food as Dumbledore said that even though it was morning he had an announcement. Apparently two people would be coming to instruct (teach) them in other forms of magic. When the doors to the Great hall opened Ginnie gasped. No freakin' way. One of the two girls that walked down the aisle had short burgundy hair that was longer in the front than the back. She wore mostly black and the other girl had slightly brighter colors and had long brown hair that almost covered her right eye. They were introduced as Torin and Kelsey. Both were grinning.
Ginnie unwittingly dropped her head on the table, making a louder bang than she would have preferred. The two girls looked over and their faces brightened as the brown haired one called out,
"VIRGINIA!"
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Um… review.
I guess I skipped around a lot in this chapter…sorry about that.
The story should get a little better from now on.