A/N: Okay, so remember in the last chapter I said that I'd put some H/G in the 2nd chapter? Well, I may have to postpone that for ummm... a few chapters... maybe 2... I dunno, I'll try to make it the next chapter because the scene with Draco and Ginny isn't over yet... Sorry!
And I know that Ginny isn't USUALLY like this- You know, like a kick ass Ginny- But I like her that way. And J.K. doesn't really mention her a lot so we don't really know her personality..
Disclaimer: ALL of the characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
Who Says Its Love?
By: Jey4eva
Chapter 2: Not Like Ginny
Ginny decended down the stairs and into the eerie atmosphere of Snape's dungeons. She could hear Malfoy following her and she silently groaned. Why couldn't he had picked a different time to ask Snape whatever he wanted to ask? Why did he have to pick NOW?!
Malfoy sneered at Weasley's bratty sister's back. He wish that she would hurry up down the steps. She was as slow as a tortoise! He sighed loudly as she paused.
She whirled around, "Shut up!" She exclaimed.
"Did I say anything?" He demanded.
"I don't care! Just SHUT. UP," she snapped.
Malfoy rolled his eyes.
She turned around and went down the last few bit of steps and turned to Snape's classrooms.
She opened the dungeon door and walked in, slamming the door shut on Malfoy. It closed with a big bang in his face. He growled and pulled it open quickly and walked after her, "You'll pay for that, Weasley," he hissed.
He looked at her and saw her frowning at all the empty desks and chairs in the classroom. He frowned along with her. Where was everybody? He never knew of Snape bringing his class for an outdoor lesson...
"Oh shit," Ginny muttered. She smacked her forehead, "Ugh! I totally forgot!"
"What is it, Weasley?" Malfoy asked. "Where is everyone?"
Ginny shook her head, "I forgot... Snape's dungeons are under construction for the week. He's holding his classes in the teachers' lounge."
Now that she said it, Snape's dungeons were looking pretty shabby. There were loose stones everywhere, and the ceiling looked like it was about to collapse.
"Bloody hell," Malfoy whispered. "I better get out of here," he said and turned to the door. He pulled at the door handle but it wouldn't budge. "What the?" He started. He rolled his eyes, "Alohomora!" He said, pointing his wand at the door. The door shook, but remained closed.
"Oh God..." Ginny murmered. She pushed past Malfoy and pulled the handle with all her might. She WAS NOT going to spend another minute in this dungeon with Draco Malfoy! She had to get out of here. She gave a hard tug and then she went flying across the room. She screamed. She hit the stone floor with a loud 'THUMP'. She looked in her hand and saw that the door handle had come off.
"Great going, Weasley," Malfoy sneered.
"Shut up," she muttered. Her behind was aching like hell. She didn't think she could get up, so she just sat there. She pursed her lips and dropped the door handle.
"Well, I'm not about to stay here and see your pathetic face," Malfoy sneered and went on to do spells and charms to open the door. All of them failed. Finally Malfoy gave up and folded his arms and leaned against Snape's desk.
Ginny was still on the floor, wondering if there was a such thing as 'breaking your butt'. She didn't think so, but just in case, she kept still on the floor. She didn't know what to do. What if no one found them here? God, she knew she shouldn't have missed breakfast... Her stomach was growling. God! How embarassing! Hopefully Malfoy couldn't hear...
And then there was the part of dying of boredom. There was nothing to do. She sure as hell wasn't going to start a conversation with Malfoy. What would they talk about? They'd probably come up with insults for each others family... She sighed and stared at the door, wishing she was telapathic. Then she could open the door with no problem at all.
She snorted, that, and she could make Malfoy slam into walls over and over and over again. She sighed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ron and Harry walked out of the Gryffindor Common Room and went out the portrait hole. They passed by 6th year Gryffindors on their way.
"Hiya, Harry!" Collin Creevy said waving.
"Hey Collin," Harry muttered, and walked on.
Ron stopped Harry and told him to wait, "I need to ask Ginny something," he said.
"Alright," Harry replied.
They searched the pack of Gryffindor 6th year girls, but there was no sign of Ginny.
Harry was disappointed.
"Hey! Amanda!" Ron called to one of Ginny's friends.
She turned, "Yeah?"
"Have you seen Ginny?" He asked, frowning.
Amanda shook her head, "She wasn't at Potions today and Snape was pretty furious. He told me to tell her that he wants to see her immediately."
"Damn," Ron muttered.
Amanda shrugged and joined her group of friends.
Ron sighed, "Oh well, let's go Harry or we'll be late for Divination."
"Huh?" Harry asked. "Oh, oh yeah. Right." He followed Ron.
Where could Ginny be? Harry wondered. She knows better than to skip Potions...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"This is all your fault you know," Malfoy said suddenly.
"Excuse me?" Ginny asked, looking up at him. How long had it been since they had arrived here? An hour? 2 hours? She sighed and looked at her watch. It read 'Arithmacy' now.
"I said this is ALL YOUR FAULT!" Malfoy shouted.
"My fault?" Ginny asked. "How is this my fault?" She asked gesturing to Snape's classroom.
Malfoy thought for a minute and glared at her, "It just is," he snapped.
"Well, that just explains how all of this is my fault. Well done," Ginny said, sarcastically, and glared at him.
He glared back with those cold, gray eyes of his. They made her shiver. She looked away. She pulled her knees up to her chin and wrapped her arms around them. She winced when the aching in her butt got stronger with her move. She sighed. What if they never found HER? Never mind Malfoy- He's not worth saving.
Malfoy groaned and kicked at a crumbled up stone, it burst into dust and he glanced nervously around the room. What if the room collapsed on top of HIM? Who cared about Weasley, she deserved it- Its all her fault that they were in this mess anyway.
Ginny saw how agitated he was at the stone and giggled.
He turned to her, "What's so funny?" He sneered.
"You probably wouldn't get it, so I'd rather not tell you," she replied, cooly.
He narrowed his eyes and she stared back at him defiantely. He shook his head and looked away. Someone had better find him soon. He didn't want to spend another minute in this dungeon with her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"God, I can't stop thinking about where Ginny could be," Ron whispered to Harry during Divination.
"Ah! Weasley, let me see your hand," Trelawney said, coming up to the two of them.
Ron stuck out his hand.
Trelawney stared at it for awhile tracing the lines on his hand. She closed her eyes for a moment then smiled, "Weasley, do you know where your sister is?"
"Uh, no," Ron replied, sneaking a glance at Harry.
Harry frowned.
"Ah... She is lost," Trelawney said in a misty voice. "She's in terrible danger..." She closed her eyes and dropped Ron's hand. "She's with a tall... dark figure... He could be dangerous..."
"Wha- what do you mean?" Ron asked.
Trelawney sighed, "Dear, you interrupted the channel of force that she was sending me."
"Oh," Ron muttered.
Harry bit his lip to keep from grinning. He didn't believe Professor Trelawney for one second. She was a phony anyway.
"But, let me see..." she murmured, looking down at his hand. Then she looked up at Ron, with sad eyes, "Oh dear... Someone will try to pour their heart out to you and you will break it," she said warningly. She clucked her tongue in a tut tuting way, "You young people and love," she muttered.
Ron wrenched his hand away from Trewlawney's clutches, "That's enough," he said nervously.
She shrugged then turned to Harry, "Now, let me see your hand, Harry dear," Trelawney said, holding out her hand.
He put his on top of hers. She looked at his hand closely, she gave a short scream.
"What is it, Professor?" Lavendar asked.
"The... His life line... Oh dear, Harry... It ends shortly after your 18th birthday.. Ah, but then a you and your soul mate unite when you are 17... oh but, dear boy..." she trailed off and stared up at the ceiling as if thinking if she should tell him something important, "Well, at least you'll die happy..." Trelawney said, forcing a smile.
Harry took away his hand quickly, "Yeah, that's great," he said quickly. What was it with Trewlawney and her predictions of disaster?
Trelawney nodded and moved on to other people.
Ron rolled his eyes, "Don't worry, Harry. She's been predicting that you'd die ever since 3rd year."
"Yeah, but she's right sometimes..." Harry trailed off.
"You mean about finding your soul mate?" Ron asked.
Harry shrugged, "I dunno."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"I'm bored," Ginny announced.
"No one cares, Weasley," Malfoy replied coldly.
"I wasn't talking to YOU," Ginny snapped.
"Well there's no one else to talk to, so its better to keep yor mouth shut," Malfoy replied.
"Don't tell me what to do," Ginny said.
"I'll do what I bloody damn please, Weasley," Malfoy sneered.
Ginny scowled, "You're an ass hole, did you know that?" Immediatley she frowned at herself. Was she mad? Was she that desperate to die? NO ONE calls Malfoy an ass hole unless you're as stupid as Ron is. What made it even worse is that they were locked in, all alone, and no one would be there to save her... It was just so... unlike Ginny, she thought.
"And you're a poor bitch," he snapped.
"Bastard."
"Mudblood lover."
"Dragon dung."
"Potter Obsesser."
"Long snout."
"Freckle face."
"Ugh! Just go away!" Ginny said, turning away.
"You started it," he replied.
Ginny ignored him and stared at the hard stone floor. She picked at the dust, boredly. She could fell Malfoy watching her. She could just imagine that annoying smirk on his face, and it made her want to throw a stone at him. Of course it would probably burst into dust...
She heard a soft cracking sound. Sort of like... She couldn't even explain it... But it made her scared. She looked around searching for the sound. Finally she looked up and what she saw made her want to scream. But even if she wanted to, she couldn't- all that came out was a strangled cry.
A/N: Oooh... You guys wondering what's going to happen? Well, then you have to review. And it doesn't matter if you reviewed before, but you can review again and tell me who you want Ginny to end up with- Draco or Harry? Harry's winning by 1 point... So if you guys want Draco to win, review review review! And now that I think about it... It doesn't really matter who wins cause' either way I know how they can get together.
And I know that Ginny isn't USUALLY like this- You know, like a kick ass Ginny- But I like her that way. And J.K. doesn't really mention her a lot so we don't really know her personality..
Disclaimer: ALL of the characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
Who Says Its Love?
By: Jey4eva
Chapter 2: Not Like Ginny
Ginny decended down the stairs and into the eerie atmosphere of Snape's dungeons. She could hear Malfoy following her and she silently groaned. Why couldn't he had picked a different time to ask Snape whatever he wanted to ask? Why did he have to pick NOW?!
Malfoy sneered at Weasley's bratty sister's back. He wish that she would hurry up down the steps. She was as slow as a tortoise! He sighed loudly as she paused.
She whirled around, "Shut up!" She exclaimed.
"Did I say anything?" He demanded.
"I don't care! Just SHUT. UP," she snapped.
Malfoy rolled his eyes.
She turned around and went down the last few bit of steps and turned to Snape's classrooms.
She opened the dungeon door and walked in, slamming the door shut on Malfoy. It closed with a big bang in his face. He growled and pulled it open quickly and walked after her, "You'll pay for that, Weasley," he hissed.
He looked at her and saw her frowning at all the empty desks and chairs in the classroom. He frowned along with her. Where was everybody? He never knew of Snape bringing his class for an outdoor lesson...
"Oh shit," Ginny muttered. She smacked her forehead, "Ugh! I totally forgot!"
"What is it, Weasley?" Malfoy asked. "Where is everyone?"
Ginny shook her head, "I forgot... Snape's dungeons are under construction for the week. He's holding his classes in the teachers' lounge."
Now that she said it, Snape's dungeons were looking pretty shabby. There were loose stones everywhere, and the ceiling looked like it was about to collapse.
"Bloody hell," Malfoy whispered. "I better get out of here," he said and turned to the door. He pulled at the door handle but it wouldn't budge. "What the?" He started. He rolled his eyes, "Alohomora!" He said, pointing his wand at the door. The door shook, but remained closed.
"Oh God..." Ginny murmered. She pushed past Malfoy and pulled the handle with all her might. She WAS NOT going to spend another minute in this dungeon with Draco Malfoy! She had to get out of here. She gave a hard tug and then she went flying across the room. She screamed. She hit the stone floor with a loud 'THUMP'. She looked in her hand and saw that the door handle had come off.
"Great going, Weasley," Malfoy sneered.
"Shut up," she muttered. Her behind was aching like hell. She didn't think she could get up, so she just sat there. She pursed her lips and dropped the door handle.
"Well, I'm not about to stay here and see your pathetic face," Malfoy sneered and went on to do spells and charms to open the door. All of them failed. Finally Malfoy gave up and folded his arms and leaned against Snape's desk.
Ginny was still on the floor, wondering if there was a such thing as 'breaking your butt'. She didn't think so, but just in case, she kept still on the floor. She didn't know what to do. What if no one found them here? God, she knew she shouldn't have missed breakfast... Her stomach was growling. God! How embarassing! Hopefully Malfoy couldn't hear...
And then there was the part of dying of boredom. There was nothing to do. She sure as hell wasn't going to start a conversation with Malfoy. What would they talk about? They'd probably come up with insults for each others family... She sighed and stared at the door, wishing she was telapathic. Then she could open the door with no problem at all.
She snorted, that, and she could make Malfoy slam into walls over and over and over again. She sighed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ron and Harry walked out of the Gryffindor Common Room and went out the portrait hole. They passed by 6th year Gryffindors on their way.
"Hiya, Harry!" Collin Creevy said waving.
"Hey Collin," Harry muttered, and walked on.
Ron stopped Harry and told him to wait, "I need to ask Ginny something," he said.
"Alright," Harry replied.
They searched the pack of Gryffindor 6th year girls, but there was no sign of Ginny.
Harry was disappointed.
"Hey! Amanda!" Ron called to one of Ginny's friends.
She turned, "Yeah?"
"Have you seen Ginny?" He asked, frowning.
Amanda shook her head, "She wasn't at Potions today and Snape was pretty furious. He told me to tell her that he wants to see her immediately."
"Damn," Ron muttered.
Amanda shrugged and joined her group of friends.
Ron sighed, "Oh well, let's go Harry or we'll be late for Divination."
"Huh?" Harry asked. "Oh, oh yeah. Right." He followed Ron.
Where could Ginny be? Harry wondered. She knows better than to skip Potions...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"This is all your fault you know," Malfoy said suddenly.
"Excuse me?" Ginny asked, looking up at him. How long had it been since they had arrived here? An hour? 2 hours? She sighed and looked at her watch. It read 'Arithmacy' now.
"I said this is ALL YOUR FAULT!" Malfoy shouted.
"My fault?" Ginny asked. "How is this my fault?" She asked gesturing to Snape's classroom.
Malfoy thought for a minute and glared at her, "It just is," he snapped.
"Well, that just explains how all of this is my fault. Well done," Ginny said, sarcastically, and glared at him.
He glared back with those cold, gray eyes of his. They made her shiver. She looked away. She pulled her knees up to her chin and wrapped her arms around them. She winced when the aching in her butt got stronger with her move. She sighed. What if they never found HER? Never mind Malfoy- He's not worth saving.
Malfoy groaned and kicked at a crumbled up stone, it burst into dust and he glanced nervously around the room. What if the room collapsed on top of HIM? Who cared about Weasley, she deserved it- Its all her fault that they were in this mess anyway.
Ginny saw how agitated he was at the stone and giggled.
He turned to her, "What's so funny?" He sneered.
"You probably wouldn't get it, so I'd rather not tell you," she replied, cooly.
He narrowed his eyes and she stared back at him defiantely. He shook his head and looked away. Someone had better find him soon. He didn't want to spend another minute in this dungeon with her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"God, I can't stop thinking about where Ginny could be," Ron whispered to Harry during Divination.
"Ah! Weasley, let me see your hand," Trelawney said, coming up to the two of them.
Ron stuck out his hand.
Trelawney stared at it for awhile tracing the lines on his hand. She closed her eyes for a moment then smiled, "Weasley, do you know where your sister is?"
"Uh, no," Ron replied, sneaking a glance at Harry.
Harry frowned.
"Ah... She is lost," Trelawney said in a misty voice. "She's in terrible danger..." She closed her eyes and dropped Ron's hand. "She's with a tall... dark figure... He could be dangerous..."
"Wha- what do you mean?" Ron asked.
Trelawney sighed, "Dear, you interrupted the channel of force that she was sending me."
"Oh," Ron muttered.
Harry bit his lip to keep from grinning. He didn't believe Professor Trelawney for one second. She was a phony anyway.
"But, let me see..." she murmured, looking down at his hand. Then she looked up at Ron, with sad eyes, "Oh dear... Someone will try to pour their heart out to you and you will break it," she said warningly. She clucked her tongue in a tut tuting way, "You young people and love," she muttered.
Ron wrenched his hand away from Trewlawney's clutches, "That's enough," he said nervously.
She shrugged then turned to Harry, "Now, let me see your hand, Harry dear," Trelawney said, holding out her hand.
He put his on top of hers. She looked at his hand closely, she gave a short scream.
"What is it, Professor?" Lavendar asked.
"The... His life line... Oh dear, Harry... It ends shortly after your 18th birthday.. Ah, but then a you and your soul mate unite when you are 17... oh but, dear boy..." she trailed off and stared up at the ceiling as if thinking if she should tell him something important, "Well, at least you'll die happy..." Trelawney said, forcing a smile.
Harry took away his hand quickly, "Yeah, that's great," he said quickly. What was it with Trewlawney and her predictions of disaster?
Trelawney nodded and moved on to other people.
Ron rolled his eyes, "Don't worry, Harry. She's been predicting that you'd die ever since 3rd year."
"Yeah, but she's right sometimes..." Harry trailed off.
"You mean about finding your soul mate?" Ron asked.
Harry shrugged, "I dunno."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"I'm bored," Ginny announced.
"No one cares, Weasley," Malfoy replied coldly.
"I wasn't talking to YOU," Ginny snapped.
"Well there's no one else to talk to, so its better to keep yor mouth shut," Malfoy replied.
"Don't tell me what to do," Ginny said.
"I'll do what I bloody damn please, Weasley," Malfoy sneered.
Ginny scowled, "You're an ass hole, did you know that?" Immediatley she frowned at herself. Was she mad? Was she that desperate to die? NO ONE calls Malfoy an ass hole unless you're as stupid as Ron is. What made it even worse is that they were locked in, all alone, and no one would be there to save her... It was just so... unlike Ginny, she thought.
"And you're a poor bitch," he snapped.
"Bastard."
"Mudblood lover."
"Dragon dung."
"Potter Obsesser."
"Long snout."
"Freckle face."
"Ugh! Just go away!" Ginny said, turning away.
"You started it," he replied.
Ginny ignored him and stared at the hard stone floor. She picked at the dust, boredly. She could fell Malfoy watching her. She could just imagine that annoying smirk on his face, and it made her want to throw a stone at him. Of course it would probably burst into dust...
She heard a soft cracking sound. Sort of like... She couldn't even explain it... But it made her scared. She looked around searching for the sound. Finally she looked up and what she saw made her want to scream. But even if she wanted to, she couldn't- all that came out was a strangled cry.
A/N: Oooh... You guys wondering what's going to happen? Well, then you have to review. And it doesn't matter if you reviewed before, but you can review again and tell me who you want Ginny to end up with- Draco or Harry? Harry's winning by 1 point... So if you guys want Draco to win, review review review! And now that I think about it... It doesn't really matter who wins cause' either way I know how they can get together.