A/N: Okay, so if you read all of my fics then this is the third time you're going to hear this: Where were all of my reviews? Yeah, I got some for what? 2 days? Then, you all stop! And you didn't review. WAH! Review please!
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Changing Personalities
By: Jey4eva
Chapter 3: New Feelings
Ginny's POV:
I hesitated, thinking of what I should say to Harry. The old feelings for Harry weren't there anymore... Actually, they hadn't been there for a REALLY long time... But, still I didn't want to hurt his feelings... But, I had to do what I had to do...
I took a deep breath, "Harry, I- I uh..." I trailed off.
Harry nodded.
"I'm really flattered..." I trailed off again. "But I, I don't..." I sighed. I didn't think I could do it.
"Feel the same way," Harry finished for me, nodding. "Yeah, I thought so."
I fell silent.
Harry shrugged, "Well, I'll see you around."
I nodded, "Bye."
He walked out of the pub.
I sighed and thought of hard of why I let him go. I knew there was a reason... I could feel it.
Draco...
I shook my head, no, no, no, I thought. Not him. ANYONE but HIM! But, a smile was playing on my lips... He had gotten so tall, and so handsome...
Draco's POV:
"Yes, Father?" I asked walking into his office.
"Where've you been?" He asked, frowning.
"The Three Broomsticks," I said.
"He was with-" Goyle started.
I glared at him and he shut his mouth. Father didn't notice. he was too busy looking troubled.
"What is it?" I asked.
Father sighed, "Draco, I have something to tell you that you must never speak a word to anyone."
I forced myself not to roll my eyes. Probably one of his stupid secrets about Voldemort. "Yes?" I asked.
Father glared at Goyle and he rushed out of the office.
"Its about the Dark Lord..." he trailed off.
"What about him?" I snapped.
"I've- I've been... Well, hiding him..."
"What?!" I shouted. "Are you mad? Do you know what the Ministry would do to you if they found out that you were-"
"Keep your voice down!" Father snapped.
"Where?" I whispered furiously. "Why? Dear God! Father, you are the most stupidest-"
"That's enough!" Father said sternly.
I glared at him.
"The Dark Lord needed a place to hide... Somewhere where the Ministry wouldn't find him..." Father said.
"And you, being the stupid idiot that you are decided to help him, didn't you?" I asked, teeth clenched. "Where are you hiding him?"
"That Draco, is none of your business," Father snapped.
"But, it is my business," I pressed. "If my own Father is-"
"That's not the only reason that I asked for you," Father caught me off.
"There's MORE?!" I cried.
"The Dark Lord, is gaining his strength back. After that idiot Potter did some damage to him... He'll need more followers..." Father said, he stared at me pointedly.
"No I won't," I said darkly. "I REFUSE to cross over to the Dark side!"
"Why the bloody hell not?" Father asked, crossing his arms and scowling.
"Why do you badger me about it when I already gave you my answer?" I shot back.
"Listen boy," Father warned. "You may be 22, but that doesn't mean that I'm not your Father anymore. And when I say that you'll be a follower of the Dark Lord, then you better listen or I'll-"
"You'll what?" I sneered. "Hurt me? Send me to my room?"
"I refuse to be insulted by my own son!" Father shouted. "Get out of my sight!"
"Gladly!" I shouted back and stalked out of his office, and up to my room. I grabbed a house elf by the ear along the way.
"Yes sir?" It squeaked.
"Pack my robes," I said sharply. Grabbing suitcases and trunks out of my closet. It did as I said. When everything was packed I apparated to a new apartment building called "The Magic Inn". (A/N: If you recall, Ginny lives there too!)
Ginny's POV:
I gave myself a frustrated groan. This was DEFINETELY not the time to be daydreaming about Draco Malfoy. It wasn't like we'd see eachother again, anyway. I sighed... On top of that, I still needed to find a story. The deadline was in 2 days. I looked at my watch and gasped. In about an hour I would have only 1 more day. It was eleven o'clock. I better go to bed and wake up early, I thought to myself. I apparated to the Magic Inn and went to the front desk.
"Any letters come for me Abigail?" I asked the woman behind the counter.
She nodded and handed me a cage full of 5 owls with letters tied to their legs.
"Thank you," I said, taking the handle and turned to walk away. I accidently bumped into someone next to me.
"Watch it!" The man exclaimed.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
"Weasley?"
I looked up, "Malfoy!" I exclaimed.
"What are you doing here?" We asked at the same time.
"I live here," I said.
"I just registered here," he replied. I looked behind him and saw several suitcases and trunks behind him.
"Oh," I said.
We stood there silent... Neither of us knowing what to say.
"Well, I uh- Its late," I said, finally. "I have to go." I turned to leave.
"Wait!" Draco cried, grabbing my arm.
I turned and surprised at Draco's touch. I glanced at his hand on my arm. He let go sheepishly.
"I, uh..." He said. "Would you like to join me for breakfast tomorrow morning?" He asked.
My mouth almost dropped open in surprise. DRACO MALFOY was asking ME for BREAKFAST.
Draco's POV:
She hesitated.
Idiot! I thought to myself. Of course she's going to say no!
"Its okay if you don't want-" I started.
"No!" She cut me off. She smiled, "I'd like it very much to join you."
I broke into a grin, "Great!"
"Uh, maybe you could come to my room around ten?" She suggested. "I'll cook breakfast," she said.
I nodded, "Alright. What room are you in?"
"I live in Room C-58," she said.
"Okay," I said nodding.
She nodded, "Well, good night," she said and walked away.
"Good night..." I echoed.
A/N: ACK! NO! dON'T GET BORED YET! Just to let you know... They have differences (no, duh)..... So, that could be a problemo in the relationship. If you wanna see it, you better review!
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Changing Personalities
By: Jey4eva
Chapter 3: New Feelings
Ginny's POV:
I hesitated, thinking of what I should say to Harry. The old feelings for Harry weren't there anymore... Actually, they hadn't been there for a REALLY long time... But, still I didn't want to hurt his feelings... But, I had to do what I had to do...
I took a deep breath, "Harry, I- I uh..." I trailed off.
Harry nodded.
"I'm really flattered..." I trailed off again. "But I, I don't..." I sighed. I didn't think I could do it.
"Feel the same way," Harry finished for me, nodding. "Yeah, I thought so."
I fell silent.
Harry shrugged, "Well, I'll see you around."
I nodded, "Bye."
He walked out of the pub.
I sighed and thought of hard of why I let him go. I knew there was a reason... I could feel it.
Draco...
I shook my head, no, no, no, I thought. Not him. ANYONE but HIM! But, a smile was playing on my lips... He had gotten so tall, and so handsome...
Draco's POV:
"Yes, Father?" I asked walking into his office.
"Where've you been?" He asked, frowning.
"The Three Broomsticks," I said.
"He was with-" Goyle started.
I glared at him and he shut his mouth. Father didn't notice. he was too busy looking troubled.
"What is it?" I asked.
Father sighed, "Draco, I have something to tell you that you must never speak a word to anyone."
I forced myself not to roll my eyes. Probably one of his stupid secrets about Voldemort. "Yes?" I asked.
Father glared at Goyle and he rushed out of the office.
"Its about the Dark Lord..." he trailed off.
"What about him?" I snapped.
"I've- I've been... Well, hiding him..."
"What?!" I shouted. "Are you mad? Do you know what the Ministry would do to you if they found out that you were-"
"Keep your voice down!" Father snapped.
"Where?" I whispered furiously. "Why? Dear God! Father, you are the most stupidest-"
"That's enough!" Father said sternly.
I glared at him.
"The Dark Lord needed a place to hide... Somewhere where the Ministry wouldn't find him..." Father said.
"And you, being the stupid idiot that you are decided to help him, didn't you?" I asked, teeth clenched. "Where are you hiding him?"
"That Draco, is none of your business," Father snapped.
"But, it is my business," I pressed. "If my own Father is-"
"That's not the only reason that I asked for you," Father caught me off.
"There's MORE?!" I cried.
"The Dark Lord, is gaining his strength back. After that idiot Potter did some damage to him... He'll need more followers..." Father said, he stared at me pointedly.
"No I won't," I said darkly. "I REFUSE to cross over to the Dark side!"
"Why the bloody hell not?" Father asked, crossing his arms and scowling.
"Why do you badger me about it when I already gave you my answer?" I shot back.
"Listen boy," Father warned. "You may be 22, but that doesn't mean that I'm not your Father anymore. And when I say that you'll be a follower of the Dark Lord, then you better listen or I'll-"
"You'll what?" I sneered. "Hurt me? Send me to my room?"
"I refuse to be insulted by my own son!" Father shouted. "Get out of my sight!"
"Gladly!" I shouted back and stalked out of his office, and up to my room. I grabbed a house elf by the ear along the way.
"Yes sir?" It squeaked.
"Pack my robes," I said sharply. Grabbing suitcases and trunks out of my closet. It did as I said. When everything was packed I apparated to a new apartment building called "The Magic Inn". (A/N: If you recall, Ginny lives there too!)
Ginny's POV:
I gave myself a frustrated groan. This was DEFINETELY not the time to be daydreaming about Draco Malfoy. It wasn't like we'd see eachother again, anyway. I sighed... On top of that, I still needed to find a story. The deadline was in 2 days. I looked at my watch and gasped. In about an hour I would have only 1 more day. It was eleven o'clock. I better go to bed and wake up early, I thought to myself. I apparated to the Magic Inn and went to the front desk.
"Any letters come for me Abigail?" I asked the woman behind the counter.
She nodded and handed me a cage full of 5 owls with letters tied to their legs.
"Thank you," I said, taking the handle and turned to walk away. I accidently bumped into someone next to me.
"Watch it!" The man exclaimed.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
"Weasley?"
I looked up, "Malfoy!" I exclaimed.
"What are you doing here?" We asked at the same time.
"I live here," I said.
"I just registered here," he replied. I looked behind him and saw several suitcases and trunks behind him.
"Oh," I said.
We stood there silent... Neither of us knowing what to say.
"Well, I uh- Its late," I said, finally. "I have to go." I turned to leave.
"Wait!" Draco cried, grabbing my arm.
I turned and surprised at Draco's touch. I glanced at his hand on my arm. He let go sheepishly.
"I, uh..." He said. "Would you like to join me for breakfast tomorrow morning?" He asked.
My mouth almost dropped open in surprise. DRACO MALFOY was asking ME for BREAKFAST.
Draco's POV:
She hesitated.
Idiot! I thought to myself. Of course she's going to say no!
"Its okay if you don't want-" I started.
"No!" She cut me off. She smiled, "I'd like it very much to join you."
I broke into a grin, "Great!"
"Uh, maybe you could come to my room around ten?" She suggested. "I'll cook breakfast," she said.
I nodded, "Alright. What room are you in?"
"I live in Room C-58," she said.
"Okay," I said nodding.
She nodded, "Well, good night," she said and walked away.
"Good night..." I echoed.
A/N: ACK! NO! dON'T GET BORED YET! Just to let you know... They have differences (no, duh)..... So, that could be a problemo in the relationship. If you wanna see it, you better review!