Peck. Peck. Peck.
Ginny groaned and got out of bed.
"We have got to figure out a less annoying way to communicate." She muttered. She opened the window and let her mother's owl in. The owl dropped a piece of parchment and left quickly. Ginny sighed and read the note.
Good morning, Ginevra. I apologize for owling you this early, but we have scheduled a practice in one hour. Don't be late.
Mum
Ginny groaned, and got ready as fast as she could. Luckily, she didn't wake anyone up. This time she went into a bathroom stall before tapping her ring. She wasn't taking any chances of being caught by Filch. The room began spinning, but the dizziness was gone. Surprisingly Ginny managed to land in a chair. She opened her eyes and found herself seated beside Draco at the same table they had sat at the first meeting. He glanced over at her.
They know. Dumbledore told them right before I got here.
Ginny's eyes widened and she turned to her mother. Ginny smiled slightly.
"Ginevra Molly Weasley! What were you thinking?" Ginny turned and looked to Draco for support, but he shook his head.
I've already been through it with my mother. I'm not getting it from yours too.
Ginny glared at him and turned back to her mother.
"I was--"
"You weren't thinking, obviously. Because if you had been, you would've never been there in the first place." Ginny looked helplessly at Draco, but he just smirked. His smirk made her angry, and she whipped around to face her mother.
"It was Draco's idea." She blurted. Everyone turned towards him.
I'll get you back for this.
Ginny smiled innocently as all three women began yelling at him. She pointed to the next room.
"I'll just be…over there." No one paid any attention to her, so she walked into the room and conjured a chair. She sat down and waited for the yelling to cease. When it finally did, Draco walked into the room. He glared at her, then conjured his own chair and sat a few feet away from her.
"I just remembered why I hate you." Ginny's eyes narrowed.
"I saved your arse from Filch. The least you could do is endure a few minutes of yelling." Draco stood up angrily.
"So that's why you told me to run. You wanted to be able to hang it over my head." Ginny looked up at him.
"Yeah, that's me. I only do stuff for my own personal gain." She snapped at him. "That's why I took the book from you and didn't tell anyone you were with me."
"What?" he asked. Ginny shrugged.
"Apparently Dumbledore's father was the great wizard who created the crystals. He knows all about us having powers." Draco sat back down.
"So…did you get the book?" he asked to change the subject.
"Yes." She said angrily. She was still mad at him from before.
Sorry.
"I don't care if you're sorry or not." She snapped at him.
"Weasley--"
"Malfoy. If you really want to get on my good side, maybe you should stop calling me Weasley." Draco smirked and shook his head.
"No, that's okay…But thanks for the offer. I think I like Weasley better." She glared.
"Fine." She pulled out her wand and pointed it at his head. He started screaming as bats began attacking his head.
"Now you can't say you've never been hexed by a Weasley." She began to tap her ring, when Draco became invisible. Since the bats couldn't see him, they couldn't attack him. They all vanished as the hex wore off.
What the hell was that?
She chose not to reply, and tapped her ring again. Her wand was snatched out of her hand and began floating around the room.
"Give it back, Malfoy."
Why? So you can hex me again?
Ginny scowled, but remained silent.
I said I was sorry.
"And I said I didn't care."
Are all Weasleys this stubborn?
"Are all Malfoys evil, arrogant gits?...Oh wait, I can answer that for you. Yes, they are." Draco didn't say anything and threw her wand at her.
"What no comeback?" she asked.
If you want to leave so badly, then go.
She picked up her wand from the floor.
"I do actually."
Good. Leave.
Draco reappeared and was sitting facing the wall. Ginny stared at her wand for a moment, and then finally sat it back down.
"What's wrong?" she asked him. He didn't move.
"Why aren't you leaving?" he asked angrily. She sighed.
"Because believe it or not, I actually care whether or not you cast Avada Kedavra on yourself once I leave this room." Draco turned around to face her.
"Wha--"
"You really shouldn't be thinking thoughts like that when there's a mind reader in the room." She joked. Draco looked away.
"I wasn't actually going to." She sat down beside him.
"I know…So, do you want to talk about it?" He smirked.
"To a Weasley? Not particularly." She turned her body to face him.
"How about to Ginny?" He smirked.
"Is there a difference?" She nodded.
"Weasley refers to a person who has red hair and is, as you call it, a blood-traitor." He turned his head towards her.
"And Ginny is?" She smiled.
"Me." Draco smirked.
"I'm still not talking about it to a Weasley." Ginny looked around the room.
"There's a Weasley? Where? All I see is two chairs and you. And of course me, but I'm not a Weasley. I'm just Ginny." Draco smirked.
"You're insane." Ginny smiled.
"If you don't tell me, I'll just read your mind." Draco sighed.
"Fine." Ginny smiled.
"Good…Okay so I'll ask you yes or no questions, and you answer, obviously with yes or no." Draco shook his head.
"I think I like Weasley better." Ginny shrugged.
"Well too bad, because you've got Ginny." She paused. "Okay…first question. Did you fight in the war?"
"That had nothing to do with the topic…and why do you want to know?" Draco asked. Ginny shrugged.
"I'd just like to know if there was a possibility that I fought you." Draco looked away.
"Next question."
"But you didn't answer me." Draco scowled.
"No one said I had to." Ginny sighed.
"Fine. Moving on…You're upset about your dad, aren't you?"
"Malfoys don't get upset." Ginny rolled her eyes.
"You obviously don't get the concept of this game." Draco smirked.
"And you obviously don't get the fact that I don't want to talk about it." Ginny huffed and put her hands over her chest.
"I'm done being Ginny now." She said. "Since you apparently like Weasley better." She stood up and went to grab her wand.
"Weasley?" Ginny rolled her eyes.
"What?"
Thanks
"For what?" she asked.
Being Ginny. She laughed.
"You know that made no sense whatsoever, right?" he smirked.
"Yeah, I know."
Okay so I realize that a) Draco was a little out of character and b) parts of their conversation made no sense. Don't worry -- everything will be explained in later chapters :)
