Confusions
Ginny Weasley
sat at the Gryffindor Table in the Great Hall. It was dinnertime but she wasn't
hungry. Her coppery red hair framed her face as she looked at the cover of the
book she was reading. It was the famous Romeo and Juliet by William
Shakespeare. She had just finished it, and was depressed. She looked up
removing her gaze from the book cover. Looking at her in concern was her friend
Hermione Granger. Sitting next to her were Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.
"Ginny are you okay?
I have been trying to ask you about the Christmas ball," said Hermione looking
concerned.
"What about it?"
Ginny questioned.
"Are you going with
anyone? We were going to do the usual group thing if you wanted to join us."
"No, I don't have a
date. I don't think I am going to go though."
"Why not? You have
to. It is the first and only masked ball Hogwarts will ever have. You have to
go."
"My god Herm. You
sound like Cho Chang and her little group of mindless gits."
"Hey!" came the
exclaims of Ron and Harry.
"Oh my god! Heaven
forbid. Who would want to sound like them?" Hermione said snickering.
"You know we are
dating 2 of the people you are talking about," said Harry pouting slightly.
"Yeah, and they are
major babes!" exclaimed Ron.
"So that's all you
want in a women Ron? Tits?" Hermione said angrily.
Ginny sighed. This was a routine. They always were fighting. And since
Hermione started it, there would be no ending it till Ron admitted he was
wrong. Yeah right, she thought.
Over the years Ginny had changed. She
still had the same coppery red hair, but she had changed her stile. That and
she wasn't obsessed with Harry anymore. She liked him still, but only as a
friend. He was like another brother to
her. She wasn't the same sweet and innocent little girl anymore. She now played
Chaser for the Gryffindor Quidditch team. She had also acquired a quite fiery
personality. She had the usual Weasley temper like all Weasleys had. She had
skipped 5th year and had skipped to 6th, so she now had
classes with Ron, Harry, and Hermione.
She actually had detention in half an hour with Malfoy for
getting into a fight with him and slapping him. He had detention for slapping
her back. She turned around to look at the Slytherin table, and sure enough
there he was.
He was actually looking at her. Her wasn't glaring surprisingly.
He seemed surprised that she had turned around and looked at him. He quickly
looked down and away from her gaze.
She turned back to the rest of the Gryffindors. They were
looking at her with concern written all over their faces.
"What?" she snapped.
"Nothing," said Ron
turning to look at Hermione and Harry.
Just then Professor McGonagall came
over. "It is time for your detention Ms. Weasley."
Ginny picked up her
book putting it in her bag, and stood up.
"I am ready
Professor." At that McGonagall led her out of the Great Hall. "Where are we
going Professor?"
"You will see Ms.
Weasley, you will see."
"You sound like
Professor Trelawny," muttered Ginny under her breathe. Suddenly the professor
stopped at the door to an unused classroom.
"This is your
detention Ms. Weasley." Ginny walked into the room to get a better look. She
turned back around to look at the Professor.
"What exactly am I
supposed to do?"
"Work out your problems,"
she said then closed the door in Ginny's face and Ginny could here her
magically lock it.
"Dammit!" Ginny
shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Temper, Temper
Ginny," drawled someone. Ginny froze. She whirled around and her thoughts of
who it was were confirmed. Sitting on top of a desk sat Draco Malfoy. She
glared at him with hatred written all over her face.
"Wow, you actually
know my nickname. Am I supposed to feel honored," she retorted sarcastically.
"Considering that
you are poor and you don't even deserve…wait nickname?" he asked confused.
"Duh Malfoy. You
didn't actually think that Ginny was my full name did you? Wait, I forgot you
have no brain."
"Well, what is your
FULL name then Weasel."
"Don't call me that
Malfoy," she growled.
"Fine, then don't
call me Malfoy," he stated flatly.
"Why shouldn't I?
Just give me one good reason."
"I will stop calling
you Weasel if you stop calling me Malfoy."
"Fine, what would
you like me to call you then your majesty," she said mock bowing.
"Whatever you want
just not Malfoy, K?"
"Whatever
Asshole,"she said smirking.
He glared at her.
"Why you little…"
"What'd I do? You
said I could call you anything but Malfoy, and I thought that that suited you
perfectly," she said putting on an heir of innocence.
Ginny walked over to a desk and hopped
up on it and started digging through her bag. "Damn!" she yelled.
"What, loose your
picture of Potty?" he asked sarcastically.
"NO," she snapped.
"Well, what then?"
he said exasperated.
"What do you think?
I am stuck in a room with a giant stuck up ignorant jerk, I can't find my book,
and there is nothing to do," she shouted.
"What that book?" he
asked pointing to a book that lay in between where the 2 of them were.
Ginny got up and walked over to it.
She bent down and picked it up. She sighed unhappily. She walked back to where
her things lay. She hopped back onto the desk. "I can't believe I didn't bring
my wand."
"Why, you want to
curse me or something?" he asked coldly.
"Actually no. I was
hoping to find some means to entertain myself. Not all people are like you."
"Oh, and what is
that supposed to mean?"
"Not everyone has a
passion to be evil. To be involved with the dark arts and be a death eater,"
she said coldly.
"Look Ginny, you
don't have any idea how lucky you are.
You don't have to deal with knowing the things I know," he said sadly.
"You would be
surprised."
"You can't possibly
know."
"You don't know
anything about me Draco, don't act like you do."
"What? I know that
you have a family who cares about you. Your have tons of friends, that are
actually your friends because they like you not because of your family name.
You have family. Your popular and beautiful, that's what I know about you
Ginny. You are surrounded by people who care about…" she cut him off.
"Wait, you think I'm
beautiful?" she asked softly.
"What guy doesn't?"
he asked.
"Plenty of them
okay."
"Look, you don't
know anything about me. I have gotten myself into a situation I can't get out
of. I want to though. I am stuck, and I have no one to help me."
Ginny got up and walked over to where
Draco sat. She put her hand over his. What on earth am I doing? She
asked herself. She took her hand away from his. "It can't be as bad as your
making it out to be," she said turning to look out a window.
Suddenly she felt a surge of pain run
through her. She screamed in agony.
"Ginny!" Draco
shouted running over her.
"He has risen," said
Ginny in a horse voice, then she fainted.