Among Other Things
Chapter 6: Silent Messages
Ginny opened her eyes slowly, and saw that her room was now dark. She had slept through dinner, and was hungry. She felt rested, for once, and happier.
She swung her legs over the side and walked quietly to her vanity. She got out the silky green robe that matched her nightie and made her way to the kitchens.
She made it to the portrait without even running into Mrs. Norris, and tickled the pear, who giggled as expected, and the portrait swung open.
She walked to the long table in the middle of the room, and sat down heavily. A house elf came quickly, asking her what she wanted to eat and/or drink.
"Pumpkin juice and some chicken please," she replied softly.
She started at a noise behind her. Turning quickly, her eyes widened. "Draco, what on earth are you doing here?"
Draco plastered a shy, boyish smile on his face and felt good and like gagging at the same time. /I have never gone to so much trouble for one brat in my existence. Why now?/ he wondered.
"May I sit with you?" he asked politely, adding a hint of pleading to his voice. He was startled at the sincerity of the question. /Should I take up acting?/ he thought candidly.
Ginny looked at him warily, the question "why?" plainly in her eyes, but she nodded slowly, and tilted her head to the chair across from her, which he glided to and gracefully sat down.
Another house elf popped up, and Draco requested wine and caviar. Ginny raised her eyebrows at this, and Draco shrugged and gave an innocent smile.
Ginny rolled her eyes, and was semi-surprised at the warm feeling this silent communication caused her to feel. She went back to picking at her chicken, her stomach now tying itself in knots. She stared at her glass of pumpkin juice and tried to rid her mind of any thought.
To her utter frustration, his cologne kept wafting over to her, and intoxicated her senses. /He smells like peppermint and-and I don't know what... but it's nice./ she thought, a half-smile forming on her lips.
Draco, all this time, was watching her, as he spread his caviar on crackers and sipped his wine like a proper gentleman. He saw her eyes shift around a bit, and then settle on her glass.
He saw her eyes close and a small smile form on her face, one that caused his stomach to start flipping over itself. /I'm just hungry./ he assured himself, not at all as sure as he sounded in his head.
Ginny opened her eyes once again, and glanced at Draco quickly. To her utter surprise, and how she hadn't noticed before she wasn't sure, but he was wearing silk pajama pants and an open silk pajama top in the exact same color green as she was wearing.
Her eyes went wide, and glided down his upper body, almost of their own accord. Draco caught her gaze with a knowing, but half-way tender smile/smirk on his face, and she blushed to the roots of her red-gold locks.
Draco chuckled softly, and took another bite out of his cracker, feeling inordinately pleased at her reaction. He had purposly left his shirt open, hoping for something like this.
He let his eyes trail down her hair, taking in her face with it's wide, amber eyes, button nose, and pert little mouth. Her neck was a graceful curve, leading his eyes down lower to the skin he could see around her nightie.
He shook himself, and finished the last cracker. He then sat back, sipping his wine, and looking at her expectantly.
Ginny felt his gaze, and her blush brightened. She took a deep breath, pushed her plate away, and downed her pumpkin juice. She wiped her mouth with the cloth napkin next to her plate, smiled at Draco slightly, and walked to the exit as quickly as possible.
Draco watched her leave, slightly confused, but he just shrugged to himself, and finished his wine.
Ginny ran back to her room as fast as she could, grateful to the powers that be for not letting Filch or his blasted cat catch her.
She crept into her room, careful not to wake any of her roomates, opened the drawer, and got out her diary.
She closed the curtains around her bed, and muttered, "Lumos." to lighten it enough to see.
***writing***
Dear Diary, I think I am going insane! I just-just flirted! with Draco MALFOY!! And HE flirted! back!!!! How am I supposed to take this, what does it mean? I mean, I saw the vision and all, but still! *sigh* I suppose I should just go with the flow. Maybe that's what the vision wanted all along. Wait... it said to be myself. And, well, I know I feel a lot for the idiot...... I guess this is time for me to just...... follow my destiny. Well, here goes nothing. It starts tomorrow. Merlin help me!!!!!
Love, Ginny ***end writing***
K, that's left there! I hope you like, and sorry for taking so long. I got pretty sick, and got writer's block while I was at it. Enjoy and REVIEW!!!!!!! ML - Angel
Chapter 6: Silent Messages
Ginny opened her eyes slowly, and saw that her room was now dark. She had slept through dinner, and was hungry. She felt rested, for once, and happier.
She swung her legs over the side and walked quietly to her vanity. She got out the silky green robe that matched her nightie and made her way to the kitchens.
She made it to the portrait without even running into Mrs. Norris, and tickled the pear, who giggled as expected, and the portrait swung open.
She walked to the long table in the middle of the room, and sat down heavily. A house elf came quickly, asking her what she wanted to eat and/or drink.
"Pumpkin juice and some chicken please," she replied softly.
She started at a noise behind her. Turning quickly, her eyes widened. "Draco, what on earth are you doing here?"
Draco plastered a shy, boyish smile on his face and felt good and like gagging at the same time. /I have never gone to so much trouble for one brat in my existence. Why now?/ he wondered.
"May I sit with you?" he asked politely, adding a hint of pleading to his voice. He was startled at the sincerity of the question. /Should I take up acting?/ he thought candidly.
Ginny looked at him warily, the question "why?" plainly in her eyes, but she nodded slowly, and tilted her head to the chair across from her, which he glided to and gracefully sat down.
Another house elf popped up, and Draco requested wine and caviar. Ginny raised her eyebrows at this, and Draco shrugged and gave an innocent smile.
Ginny rolled her eyes, and was semi-surprised at the warm feeling this silent communication caused her to feel. She went back to picking at her chicken, her stomach now tying itself in knots. She stared at her glass of pumpkin juice and tried to rid her mind of any thought.
To her utter frustration, his cologne kept wafting over to her, and intoxicated her senses. /He smells like peppermint and-and I don't know what... but it's nice./ she thought, a half-smile forming on her lips.
Draco, all this time, was watching her, as he spread his caviar on crackers and sipped his wine like a proper gentleman. He saw her eyes shift around a bit, and then settle on her glass.
He saw her eyes close and a small smile form on her face, one that caused his stomach to start flipping over itself. /I'm just hungry./ he assured himself, not at all as sure as he sounded in his head.
Ginny opened her eyes once again, and glanced at Draco quickly. To her utter surprise, and how she hadn't noticed before she wasn't sure, but he was wearing silk pajama pants and an open silk pajama top in the exact same color green as she was wearing.
Her eyes went wide, and glided down his upper body, almost of their own accord. Draco caught her gaze with a knowing, but half-way tender smile/smirk on his face, and she blushed to the roots of her red-gold locks.
Draco chuckled softly, and took another bite out of his cracker, feeling inordinately pleased at her reaction. He had purposly left his shirt open, hoping for something like this.
He let his eyes trail down her hair, taking in her face with it's wide, amber eyes, button nose, and pert little mouth. Her neck was a graceful curve, leading his eyes down lower to the skin he could see around her nightie.
He shook himself, and finished the last cracker. He then sat back, sipping his wine, and looking at her expectantly.
Ginny felt his gaze, and her blush brightened. She took a deep breath, pushed her plate away, and downed her pumpkin juice. She wiped her mouth with the cloth napkin next to her plate, smiled at Draco slightly, and walked to the exit as quickly as possible.
Draco watched her leave, slightly confused, but he just shrugged to himself, and finished his wine.
Ginny ran back to her room as fast as she could, grateful to the powers that be for not letting Filch or his blasted cat catch her.
She crept into her room, careful not to wake any of her roomates, opened the drawer, and got out her diary.
She closed the curtains around her bed, and muttered, "Lumos." to lighten it enough to see.
***writing***
Dear Diary, I think I am going insane! I just-just flirted! with Draco MALFOY!! And HE flirted! back!!!! How am I supposed to take this, what does it mean? I mean, I saw the vision and all, but still! *sigh* I suppose I should just go with the flow. Maybe that's what the vision wanted all along. Wait... it said to be myself. And, well, I know I feel a lot for the idiot...... I guess this is time for me to just...... follow my destiny. Well, here goes nothing. It starts tomorrow. Merlin help me!!!!!
Love, Ginny ***end writing***
K, that's left there! I hope you like, and sorry for taking so long. I got pretty sick, and got writer's block while I was at it. Enjoy and REVIEW!!!!!!! ML - Angel