Chapter 25
It was morning. Ginny woke up and saw her husband by her side. She knew he probably stayed up all night, so she got out of bed, trying not to wake him.
She walked quietly downstairs. The house was silent until she heard a loud cracking sound. Behind her, appeared Kreacher. She looked around, trying to find the source of the noise, but accidentally tripped of the house elf. He snapped his fingers, stopping Ginny from falling, in mid air. Then as if she was a doll, he stood her back up on her feet.
"New mistress must be careful." He said, without emotion. Ginny turned around to face the elf.
"Thank you, Kreacher." She said, sounding rather happy. It was odd. Before, Kreacher hated her, and her family, but it seems that now, he is a little brighter.
"New mistress, an owl has come from Weasley Senior." Kreacher said. His hands were shaking as he handed a piece of parchment to her. Ginny observed them. He had long, boney fingers that oddly enough, attracted Ginny's attention.
"Thank you." She said, smiling at Kreacher. She took the letter from his grasp.
Dear Ginny,
I would like to talk to you today. I will be over at 10am today. It is really important, but I think it'd be best if we talk in person.
Arthur Weasley
Ginny couldn't help but wonder what her father wanted. She looked at the clock. It was nearly nine. She rushed upstairs to her room and got dressed before waking Harry with a kiss.
"Good morning." She said to him, smiling.
"Morning." He said back. Ginny noticed a slight sound of paranoia in his voice but immediately pushed the thought away.
"Dad's coming soon to visit." He informed him. He sat up and walked to the dresser where he put on a shirt and jeans.
"Really?" He asked while struggling to lift the shirt over his head. Ginny helped.
"Yes." She said plainly. She handed him the note.
"Great. I wonder what he wants." He trailed off.
"Why did we have to come here?" Cho said, slightly frustrated.
"I know this is awkward but if he found you…" Malfoy explained. "This is the only place I know is safe."
"Still. You should have told me earlier." She said. She turned around, facing the old mirror, looking at her reflection.
The light was shining though a small window, but the room was still dark except for a small light ray, on the floor. Cho stared blankly into space, she had nothing to do but stay, until this whole situation will have blown over. The problem, though, in fact was until then, she had to avoid the silences that would occur, if she and Harry were in the same room. Then she thought of Malfoy. Though he may be rude, she had a certain unexplainable attraction towards him. He mind was spinning as she tried to get rid of the last thing she wanted on her mind. It had been a week and she still wasn't sure. She was throwing up for weeks. A bit of her wanted it to be true. Another wanted it desperately not to. She pushed the thoughts away and walked into another room, away from Draco.
It was bright blue. This of all rooms would be the one she'd run into. Harry and Ginny's relationship was pure. She couldn't do it. She wouldn't let herself try to break them up. She knew it was wrong. A certain part of her though, could not stop thinking of the many nights she sat in her bed, crying over what was indeed, her first love.
Suddenly, Ginny walked into the room. Her face was as red as her hair. She tried to hide it, Cho could see she wasn't really welcome.
"Ginny, I know why this would be a bit of an issue. I understand this situation is awkward. I just hope that we don't have to glare at each other every time we meet." Cho wanted Ginny's trust. She wanted it because of Harry.
"This is the baby's room. The baby that ME and Harry are having." Ginny tried again to hide her rage, but once again, was unsuccessful.
"I should go." Cho said before she could speak again. She walked out and went down the hall.