A/N Hey all, this is great! I don't know what, but it just is. Gawd, I'm like getting the flu of something. So since I was sorta stuck to stayin in the house, I decided to write this chapter.
Thank you so much to all my lovely reviewers!
Over the next few weeks, there was a bout of cheerfulness that erupted throughout the wizarding community. It was like a blanket was lifted, everyone was happy and celebrating that fall of Voldemort. I had been trying to say his name. I came to the conclusion that being afraid of saying his name gives him more power over you. Dead or not, Voldemort will not have any power over me once again.
Ever since I told Ron and Harry about Draco and I, they have been saying very little to me. As well as Fred and George. As well as most of the school as a matter of fact. But Hermione and Brooke have stuck by me. And whether the school thinks I'm crazy for dating Draco Malfoy, then that is there opinion. I haven't let the silent treatment bug me too much, until today that is.
"Yoo-hoo, Gin, where'd ya go?" Draco waved his hand in front of my face. I snapped out of my daydream, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Just thinking," I smiled. He grinned, which he had been doing a lot of ever since his father was presented with the Kiss. It was still a sight to see, Draco Malfoy grinning. He was walking me to Potions. This class was even worse nowadays, since Snape got wind of mine and Draco's relationship, he has been bullying me worse than Neville.
"About me?" he asked curiously. I shoved him playfully.
"Actually for once, no," I rolled my eyes. Draco knew that the silent treatment of my brothers was bugging me, no matter how little I let on. He felt terrible for putting me through this, but I am determined not to let the others get to me. He was very subtle about our relationship in public, especially around my brothers. He didn't feel like getting killed anytime soon. Just the simple handholding, a kiss every once and awhile. But when Draco and I were alone, it was so hot…well for me to know and you to find out.
"How is your mom doing Draco?" I asked. I was worried about his mother, first losing her husband, she may not have loved him, but it was quite a hard thing to get used to, rolling over and finding the bed empty. But she wasn't alone totally. It turns out that Sirius and Narcissa (A/N hint, hint) were old friends from their own Hogwarts days, so Narcissa invited Sirius to stay with her until he finds a place of his own, since someone else was living in his house from 14 years ago.
"Mom is doing good, she seems happy and full of life. I'd never think she was the same person as a month ago. Her and Sirius are catching up on old times. She seems quite fond of him, actually," he spat the last part out, in a would be casual voice.
"Well Draco, they are friends," I told him.
"I know, but don't you think there could be more going on? I mean, Sirius could just be taking advantage of my mom, he hasn't gotten any for ages…"
"Draco Malfoy! Sirius would never do that to your mom!" I stopped him. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Here's the dungeon, see you at dinner, bye love," he said to me. He gave me a quick peck on the lips and I walked into the dungeon.
"Miss Weasley, this is your second time of being late for my class this year." Snape bellowed as I walked into the classroom. I checked my watch. It was barely a minute past four! "Unacceptable. I will not hear your excuse. May I be led to believe that it may have something to do with Mr. Malfoy?" Snape smirked at the muffled giggles throughout the class, "Detention. And lets see, thirty points from Gryffindor. And Miss Weasley, I will be speaking to the Headmaster about your behavior with Mr. Malfoy," he warned me as I sunk into my seat, not catching anyone's eye, especially not the Slytherins.
"Don't bother with him Gin, just ignore him," Brooke whispered to me. I nodded. Snape started to explain the Sleeping Concoction that we would be making today. I was lost in thought. I was think about was Draco said about Narcissa and Sirius. Could they really be lovers? Sirius wouldn't take advantage of Narcissa; he would never do that to anyone. But that big house, only people in there it could get a bit…
"Miss Weasley!" Snape pulled me out of my thoughts. "Daydreaming in this dungeon while I am Potions master is forbidden! I don't care how wonderful Mr. Malfoy is, that give you no excuse to dream about him! I daresay you should take some of the Sleeping Concoction we are making, seeing that you are getting very little sleep at night with Mr. Malfoy…" I cracked.
"Fuck you!" I cut Snape off, and found myself out of my seat facing him.
"What did you say?" his eyes widened. Why was I doing this? Snape was twice my size. But I forced myself to not back down.
"I said to shut up! You have no right to talk about me and Draco that way you bastard!" I screamed. The Slytherins were watching this like a play, while the Gryffindors were watching out of fright. I wonder how many of them will come to my funeral after Snape is done with me…
"You are now facing expulsion from this school, Miss Weasley, get out of this dungeon! I mean now!" I started throwing my stuff into my bag.
"With pleasure, Professor!" I smirked. I put my bag over my shoulder and stormed out of the classroom. Where I was heading, I had no clue.
"Ginny, watch where you are going," I ran right into Ron, with Hermione on one side of him.
"Sorry," I grumbled. I started to walk past when Hermione grabbed my arm and pulled me back to face her.
"What's wrong Ginny? You like you are warpath," Hermione told me. I explained to them about the Potions catastrophe.
"Well Gin, it serves you right, this is all Malfoy's fault…" Ron started. I didn't let him finished. I punched him straight in his eye. He was surprised. I through him a death glare and walked past. I heard a laugh behind me. I spun around and was facing Draco.
"What is so funny?" I growled. He continued on laughing. Bad idea.
"Well? Or would you like to end up like my dear brother Ron?" I threatened Draco.
"That was great! I must be rubbing off on you Red!" he put his arm around me and we started to walk towards the Great Hall, "Why don't you tell me what made you punch Ron, I'm not saying he didn't deserve it, but something is obviously bothering you, I've never seen you resort to violence." I told him the story about Snape. Once we reached the Great Hall Draco said,
"Don't worry about it, Gin, Dumbledore won't kick you out, I'm sure of it. Well I will talk to you later," he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and headed off to the Slytherin table. I smiled and sat at the end of the table. Brooke wasn't at there yet and Hermione was sitting with Ron and Harry. She gave me a quick smile as I sat down. I returned the smile and I turned my attention to Dumbledore, who was speaking to the hall.
"And after Dinner, I would like to have a word with Miss Weasley in my office. Thank you. Tuck in," he sat down as the food appeared. Many whispers went around the Gryffindor table at dinner. I got a few stares as well.
"Hi Gin," Brooke said as she sat down in front of me, looking flushed. She had a goofy grin on her face, which told me she was up to something was up.
"What happened now Brooke?" I asked her, a smile playing at my lips. She let out a little giggle.
"You know Dean Thomas, in 5th year," she asked with the same goofy grin on her face, as she leaned closer to me, "I just made out with him!"
"Oh my goodness, are you serious?" I squealed, "Yay Brooke! Was he good? Why am I asking that you can tell by looking at your face!" she giggled foolishly.
"Oh my goodness, he was that good?" I added in awe. She nodded.
"I'm looking forward to more of him!" she added slyly. I laughed. She grinned as she helped herself to some mashed potatoes.
After dinner I headed up the too familiar path to Dumbledore's office. I muttered Ice Mice as usual and headed up the stairs. I knocked and opened the door.
"Ah Miss Weasley, please sit down," Dumbledore motioned at the chairs. I sat down in one, nervously.
"My dear, I do believe you have inherited the Weasley temper," Dumbledore chuckled softly, "Professor Snape came to me with a story that happened in his last class of the day. I do believe you were in that class?" I nodded. "I see. Now, Ginny what made you blow up at Professor Snape?" he raised an eyebrow at me.
"He was taunting me. It was like he was, he was almost punishing me for my relationship with Draco," I blushed at the last part. Dumbledore clucked his tongue.
"Yes, well you must know, a Slytherin-Gryffindor relationship is a hard one, but if you really like Mr. Malfoy…"
"Yes Professor, I do. And I knew this wouldn't be easy, especially with my brothers being who they are. But I never thought a Professor would care about my social life," I shrugged my shoulders. Dumbledore nodded.
"I will give you my word, I will speak to Severus, or Professor Snape to you. But Ginny, next time, try not to cuss out a Professor, come to me," he told me.
"I will sir," I told him.
"You may go now, tend to your studies," Professor Dumbledore smiled at me as I walked out of his office. I walked up to tower, mumbled the password (Coconut-lime) and stepped through the portrait hole. I looked around for Brooke. She was in a corner, pretty busy with Dean Thomas. I looked over at Hermione. She was talking with Ron. Harry wasn't in sight. I sighed and decided to read my book. I curled up in an armchair by the fire and mumbled under my breath;
"Accio Granny Dan," My book came flying into my hand. It was a book that I was reading for Muggle Studies. It was by Danielle Steele, a Muggle author. I was enjoying the book.
"Don't let your boyfriend see you reading that," I voice beside me said. I looked over and saw Harry sitting beside me, smirking. I smiled and closed my book.
"So your talking to me?" I asked him, raising my eyebrows. He nodded.
"I decided it was childish to hold a grudge for going out with someone, but I can't say the same for Ron," Harry glanced over at my brother. I did as well. He was talking to Hermione, while shooting deathly glares at me.
"Fair enough," I laughed.
"Nice job on the eye though," Harry looked back at me, "I asked him if it was Malfoy, no offense who did it, but when he told me it was you, well lets just say I haven't laughed that hard for a while," he chuckled.
"Yeah, I was pretty angry I tell you," I looked at my hands, "But Draco managed to calm me down," I looked up into his eyes. he was thinking hard, I could almost see his brain moving. It was as he was having a conversation with himself. He nodded, and a smile appeared on his face.
"So did you really swear at Snape?" I nodded, his face lit up, "Excellent! I bet he didn't like that,"
"No, he kicked me out of his class. I thought I was let off easy, I thought he was going to kill me, literally," I confessed. He laughed.
"We wouldn't want that. Listen, I'm going to hit the sack Gin, I'll talk to you tomorrow," he stood up, patted me on the shoulder and I watched him walk off to his dorm.
'Well Gin' I thought to myself 'Harry is talking to you again, so this day isn't a total ruin. And it wasn't a total surprise at a bad day, you know your going have days like that' and I went up to my dorm, and went to bed.
A/N Well, did you catch my oh so obvious hint? What is the hint for you ask? What was I telling you all about, the thing that is going to be shocking? Well if you get what I'm hinting at, r/r and tell me, I want to see if I was as obvious as I think I was. The title of this chapter is called Days Like That by Sugarjones. If you aren't Canadian, they are the group from the Canadian show, Popstars. They are good, if you like popish music. Well r/r please!
Thank you so much to all my lovely reviewers!
Over the next few weeks, there was a bout of cheerfulness that erupted throughout the wizarding community. It was like a blanket was lifted, everyone was happy and celebrating that fall of Voldemort. I had been trying to say his name. I came to the conclusion that being afraid of saying his name gives him more power over you. Dead or not, Voldemort will not have any power over me once again.
Ever since I told Ron and Harry about Draco and I, they have been saying very little to me. As well as Fred and George. As well as most of the school as a matter of fact. But Hermione and Brooke have stuck by me. And whether the school thinks I'm crazy for dating Draco Malfoy, then that is there opinion. I haven't let the silent treatment bug me too much, until today that is.
"Yoo-hoo, Gin, where'd ya go?" Draco waved his hand in front of my face. I snapped out of my daydream, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Just thinking," I smiled. He grinned, which he had been doing a lot of ever since his father was presented with the Kiss. It was still a sight to see, Draco Malfoy grinning. He was walking me to Potions. This class was even worse nowadays, since Snape got wind of mine and Draco's relationship, he has been bullying me worse than Neville.
"About me?" he asked curiously. I shoved him playfully.
"Actually for once, no," I rolled my eyes. Draco knew that the silent treatment of my brothers was bugging me, no matter how little I let on. He felt terrible for putting me through this, but I am determined not to let the others get to me. He was very subtle about our relationship in public, especially around my brothers. He didn't feel like getting killed anytime soon. Just the simple handholding, a kiss every once and awhile. But when Draco and I were alone, it was so hot…well for me to know and you to find out.
"How is your mom doing Draco?" I asked. I was worried about his mother, first losing her husband, she may not have loved him, but it was quite a hard thing to get used to, rolling over and finding the bed empty. But she wasn't alone totally. It turns out that Sirius and Narcissa (A/N hint, hint) were old friends from their own Hogwarts days, so Narcissa invited Sirius to stay with her until he finds a place of his own, since someone else was living in his house from 14 years ago.
"Mom is doing good, she seems happy and full of life. I'd never think she was the same person as a month ago. Her and Sirius are catching up on old times. She seems quite fond of him, actually," he spat the last part out, in a would be casual voice.
"Well Draco, they are friends," I told him.
"I know, but don't you think there could be more going on? I mean, Sirius could just be taking advantage of my mom, he hasn't gotten any for ages…"
"Draco Malfoy! Sirius would never do that to your mom!" I stopped him. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Here's the dungeon, see you at dinner, bye love," he said to me. He gave me a quick peck on the lips and I walked into the dungeon.
"Miss Weasley, this is your second time of being late for my class this year." Snape bellowed as I walked into the classroom. I checked my watch. It was barely a minute past four! "Unacceptable. I will not hear your excuse. May I be led to believe that it may have something to do with Mr. Malfoy?" Snape smirked at the muffled giggles throughout the class, "Detention. And lets see, thirty points from Gryffindor. And Miss Weasley, I will be speaking to the Headmaster about your behavior with Mr. Malfoy," he warned me as I sunk into my seat, not catching anyone's eye, especially not the Slytherins.
"Don't bother with him Gin, just ignore him," Brooke whispered to me. I nodded. Snape started to explain the Sleeping Concoction that we would be making today. I was lost in thought. I was think about was Draco said about Narcissa and Sirius. Could they really be lovers? Sirius wouldn't take advantage of Narcissa; he would never do that to anyone. But that big house, only people in there it could get a bit…
"Miss Weasley!" Snape pulled me out of my thoughts. "Daydreaming in this dungeon while I am Potions master is forbidden! I don't care how wonderful Mr. Malfoy is, that give you no excuse to dream about him! I daresay you should take some of the Sleeping Concoction we are making, seeing that you are getting very little sleep at night with Mr. Malfoy…" I cracked.
"Fuck you!" I cut Snape off, and found myself out of my seat facing him.
"What did you say?" his eyes widened. Why was I doing this? Snape was twice my size. But I forced myself to not back down.
"I said to shut up! You have no right to talk about me and Draco that way you bastard!" I screamed. The Slytherins were watching this like a play, while the Gryffindors were watching out of fright. I wonder how many of them will come to my funeral after Snape is done with me…
"You are now facing expulsion from this school, Miss Weasley, get out of this dungeon! I mean now!" I started throwing my stuff into my bag.
"With pleasure, Professor!" I smirked. I put my bag over my shoulder and stormed out of the classroom. Where I was heading, I had no clue.
"Ginny, watch where you are going," I ran right into Ron, with Hermione on one side of him.
"Sorry," I grumbled. I started to walk past when Hermione grabbed my arm and pulled me back to face her.
"What's wrong Ginny? You like you are warpath," Hermione told me. I explained to them about the Potions catastrophe.
"Well Gin, it serves you right, this is all Malfoy's fault…" Ron started. I didn't let him finished. I punched him straight in his eye. He was surprised. I through him a death glare and walked past. I heard a laugh behind me. I spun around and was facing Draco.
"What is so funny?" I growled. He continued on laughing. Bad idea.
"Well? Or would you like to end up like my dear brother Ron?" I threatened Draco.
"That was great! I must be rubbing off on you Red!" he put his arm around me and we started to walk towards the Great Hall, "Why don't you tell me what made you punch Ron, I'm not saying he didn't deserve it, but something is obviously bothering you, I've never seen you resort to violence." I told him the story about Snape. Once we reached the Great Hall Draco said,
"Don't worry about it, Gin, Dumbledore won't kick you out, I'm sure of it. Well I will talk to you later," he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and headed off to the Slytherin table. I smiled and sat at the end of the table. Brooke wasn't at there yet and Hermione was sitting with Ron and Harry. She gave me a quick smile as I sat down. I returned the smile and I turned my attention to Dumbledore, who was speaking to the hall.
"And after Dinner, I would like to have a word with Miss Weasley in my office. Thank you. Tuck in," he sat down as the food appeared. Many whispers went around the Gryffindor table at dinner. I got a few stares as well.
"Hi Gin," Brooke said as she sat down in front of me, looking flushed. She had a goofy grin on her face, which told me she was up to something was up.
"What happened now Brooke?" I asked her, a smile playing at my lips. She let out a little giggle.
"You know Dean Thomas, in 5th year," she asked with the same goofy grin on her face, as she leaned closer to me, "I just made out with him!"
"Oh my goodness, are you serious?" I squealed, "Yay Brooke! Was he good? Why am I asking that you can tell by looking at your face!" she giggled foolishly.
"Oh my goodness, he was that good?" I added in awe. She nodded.
"I'm looking forward to more of him!" she added slyly. I laughed. She grinned as she helped herself to some mashed potatoes.
After dinner I headed up the too familiar path to Dumbledore's office. I muttered Ice Mice as usual and headed up the stairs. I knocked and opened the door.
"Ah Miss Weasley, please sit down," Dumbledore motioned at the chairs. I sat down in one, nervously.
"My dear, I do believe you have inherited the Weasley temper," Dumbledore chuckled softly, "Professor Snape came to me with a story that happened in his last class of the day. I do believe you were in that class?" I nodded. "I see. Now, Ginny what made you blow up at Professor Snape?" he raised an eyebrow at me.
"He was taunting me. It was like he was, he was almost punishing me for my relationship with Draco," I blushed at the last part. Dumbledore clucked his tongue.
"Yes, well you must know, a Slytherin-Gryffindor relationship is a hard one, but if you really like Mr. Malfoy…"
"Yes Professor, I do. And I knew this wouldn't be easy, especially with my brothers being who they are. But I never thought a Professor would care about my social life," I shrugged my shoulders. Dumbledore nodded.
"I will give you my word, I will speak to Severus, or Professor Snape to you. But Ginny, next time, try not to cuss out a Professor, come to me," he told me.
"I will sir," I told him.
"You may go now, tend to your studies," Professor Dumbledore smiled at me as I walked out of his office. I walked up to tower, mumbled the password (Coconut-lime) and stepped through the portrait hole. I looked around for Brooke. She was in a corner, pretty busy with Dean Thomas. I looked over at Hermione. She was talking with Ron. Harry wasn't in sight. I sighed and decided to read my book. I curled up in an armchair by the fire and mumbled under my breath;
"Accio Granny Dan," My book came flying into my hand. It was a book that I was reading for Muggle Studies. It was by Danielle Steele, a Muggle author. I was enjoying the book.
"Don't let your boyfriend see you reading that," I voice beside me said. I looked over and saw Harry sitting beside me, smirking. I smiled and closed my book.
"So your talking to me?" I asked him, raising my eyebrows. He nodded.
"I decided it was childish to hold a grudge for going out with someone, but I can't say the same for Ron," Harry glanced over at my brother. I did as well. He was talking to Hermione, while shooting deathly glares at me.
"Fair enough," I laughed.
"Nice job on the eye though," Harry looked back at me, "I asked him if it was Malfoy, no offense who did it, but when he told me it was you, well lets just say I haven't laughed that hard for a while," he chuckled.
"Yeah, I was pretty angry I tell you," I looked at my hands, "But Draco managed to calm me down," I looked up into his eyes. he was thinking hard, I could almost see his brain moving. It was as he was having a conversation with himself. He nodded, and a smile appeared on his face.
"So did you really swear at Snape?" I nodded, his face lit up, "Excellent! I bet he didn't like that,"
"No, he kicked me out of his class. I thought I was let off easy, I thought he was going to kill me, literally," I confessed. He laughed.
"We wouldn't want that. Listen, I'm going to hit the sack Gin, I'll talk to you tomorrow," he stood up, patted me on the shoulder and I watched him walk off to his dorm.
'Well Gin' I thought to myself 'Harry is talking to you again, so this day isn't a total ruin. And it wasn't a total surprise at a bad day, you know your going have days like that' and I went up to my dorm, and went to bed.
A/N Well, did you catch my oh so obvious hint? What is the hint for you ask? What was I telling you all about, the thing that is going to be shocking? Well if you get what I'm hinting at, r/r and tell me, I want to see if I was as obvious as I think I was. The title of this chapter is called Days Like That by Sugarjones. If you aren't Canadian, they are the group from the Canadian show, Popstars. They are good, if you like popish music. Well r/r please!