A/N: Sorry sorry sorry that I had to keep you waiting for this next chapter. I was having writer's block... (Augh!!!! How can this happen to me???) But I figured out what I should do... Thanks for everyone that reviewed... And about Draco staying over Christmas... Well, no he won't be... I mean, has he EVER??? Well, go ahead and read it!

Disclaimer: All the characters belongs to J.K. Rowling...


Its Impossible
By: Jey4eva

Chapter 9: I Like Him/Her, I Like Him/Her Not


Ginny's POV:
I sighed. Today was the day when all the students got to go home to their mums and dads... I was staying here because I didn't feel like being fussed over by Mum... After her letter to me asking about the cute wizards there... I had gotten the impression that Mum was going to ask me those things as soon as I got back from school... The later the better.

Of course, this meant that the only people to talk to were Harry, Ron, and... sigh... Fred and George. And who'd want to talk to them? Fred and George WERE funny and I loved them... But really! Oh well, there was always Hermione...

My Gryffindor friends, Tammy and Betsy were doing last minute packing.

"Oh no! Where's my lucky quill?!" Tammy shrieked frantically. She began searching frantically under her bad.

"Erm... Tammy..." I began.

"Augh! Don't you two just stand there! Help me find it!" Tammy said, flipping pillows and bags.

Betsy gave me a side glance. We stared giggling.

"Stop laughing," Tammy demanded. "I NEED my quill!"

"I-its-" Betsy started. She shook her head in laughter and turned away.

Tammy glared at her, hands on her hips. "What?" She snapped.

I giggled, "Tammy, its behind your ear."

Tammy's eyes widened as she took the quill from behind her ear. She scowled at it. She threw it at me, "Here, you take it. Some lucky quill that is."

"I'll have it!" Betsy said, grabbing it.

I shook my head.

"So, Gin, you REALLY aren't going home for the holidays?" Tammy aksed sitting on my bed.

I shook my head, "Nahhh... I'd rather not..."

"Is it because of Harry Potter?" Betsy asked grinning.

I hit her with a pillow, "Nope. And I never want to hear his name again."

"Why?" Betsy asked.

I shrugged, "I don't like him anymore..that 's all."

"Okaaaay," Tammy said. She looked around, "Well, I guess we should get going."

Betsy nodded.

I pouted, "I'll miss you guys."

Betsy made a face at me, "Don't do that! You're going to make me stay!" She whined.

I laughed and held out my arms for a hug.

Betsy and Tammy hugged me.

"Okay, well, see ya later Ginny," Tammy said waving she opened the door and dragged her bags out of the room.

"Bye!" Betsy called as she closed the door behind her.

"See ya," I replied. Then sighed... What was I going to do now? I wondered if Malfoy had left already. I rushed down into the Common Room.

"Ron!" I called. Ron and Harry were in the middle of a chess game.

Ron and Harry looked up startled.

"What is it, Ginny?" Ron asked tonelessly. He went to studying the chess board.

"Do you know if Malfoy left yet?" I asked.

Ron shrugged, "I guess so. Everyone that's leaving left."

"Oh," I said, shoulders slumped.

"What's wrong, Ginny?" Harry asked yawning.

I shook my head, "Nothing. Thanks anyway." I turned and sat down next to Hermione who was dozing off in her chair.

I frowned, "Why's Hermione sleeping so early?"

Ron and Harry shrugged.

"She must be tired from her busy work schedule," Ron said rolling his eyes.

"Didn't she drop a few classes?" I asked.

"Yes, but she still has a lot of classes to take," Harry replied. "I guess she must be pretty exausted."

I nodded... Ugh! Boring! It was too bad that Malfoy left already... I had wished that maybe I could...

*Say goodbye?* My inner voice asked.

Nooo, I thought hotly. I just wanted to tell him to find out what kind of plant or animal we should raise.

My inner voice snorted, *Yeah, right. I don't believe that for a second.*

Well, you can believe whatever you want to believe, I thought. I HAD NOT wanted to say goodbye to Malfoy. Why would I? He's the most annoying, insensitive, smelly git I've ever seen.

*So? You still wanted to say goodbye to him.*

What for? I thought. I'm going to see him when he gets back.

*Hey, YOU'RE the one that wanted to say goodbye.*

I frowned, then why are you bugging me?

Ron frowned at me, "Ginny, are you okay? You have this strange look on your face."

I snapped out of my thinking, "What? Oh, I uh... I was just thinking about something," I mumbled.

"What's our little sister been thinking about?" Fred asked, coming down from the boys' dormitories.

"Ginny, Ginny, Ginny... How many times do we have to say it?" George asked, coming behind Fred.

"Say it?" Fred asked. "We live it!"

I frowned, "Live what?"

Fred and George cried in despair.

"Have we taught you nothing?!" George cried.

"No, I guess not," I said humoring them.

"Really Ginny... Its really simple see-" Fred said.

George nodded, "Very simple."

They looked me straight in the eye, "Don't think during vacation."

I made a face at them, "Why not?"

"Its dangerous Ginny. Very Dangerous," Fred said.

Harry laughed.

Ron groaned.

I rolled my eyes.

"Well, we'll see you kiddies later," Fred said, pushing George towards the portrait hole.

They climbed through, but suddenly, George's head appeared out of it, "And don't forget what we said, Ginny," George said.

"I'll try not to," I said sarcastically.

I sighed when they left.

*Okay then, now that they're gone. I propose you go upstairs and write a letter to your dear Draco and say how much you love and care for him.*

Never! I thought.

*Why not?*

"Just leave me alone!" I exclaimed.

Harry and Ron turned to me with confused faces.

Hermione stirred from her nap, but then went back to deep sleep.

I turned beet red, "Erm... Sorry, just thinking aloud," I said.

They turned away.

I sighed and decided to go upstairs, get out of my head, get out of my head, I thought to myself.

*Do you want me or Draco?*

"Ugh!" I groaned.



Draco's POV:
"Draco darling! Give your mum a kiss," Mum said as soon as I entered the Malfoy Manor.

"Hi Mum," I mumbled giving her a quick peck on the cheek.

"Where's Dad?" I asked.

"Out on business I suppose," she replied. "Do you need help to unpack?" She asked.

I shrugged, "I dunno."

"Well, just ask one of the house elves to unpack for you. Okay? I'll be in my room," she said, and walked away.

"Good to see you, too," I muttered. I sighed, it was too bad that I didn't get to say goodbye to Ginny... I didn't have the guts to approach her during breakfast...

Some of the house elves carried my trunks and bags upstairs to my room.

I sighed and followed them. After they finished unpacking I sent them away and lay down flat on my bed. It was definetley going to be a long vacation... There was nothing to do in this boring, big house.

I sighed and stared out the window. Snow was being tossed around. I saw one last leaf fall to the ground. I frowned. A leaf? It was winter, and a LEAF was falling? Amazing, I thought.
I stared as the leaf fell to the white snow. It was a firey red. It looked just like the color of Ginny's hair. I sighed, thinking about her...

I should of said goodbye to her, I thought angrily. But I was just a coward. But it IS sort of her fault, too, I thought. She hadn't come down to say goodbye to me- and there was no way in hell that I could have went up to the Gryffindor Tower and said goodbye to her. Ron Weasley would have hit the roof.

I frowned, why did I care anyway? Since when had I started to have any feelings for Weasley? Let alone ANYONE but myself? I groaned. It was her fault, I thought bitterly. She has me hooked or something, I thought. Her bright, brown eyes must have hypmotized me or something, I thought.

So what was I going to do about it? I wondered.


A/N: Sigh... So I guess this was the most BORING chapter EVER! This chapter really had no point to it. So anyway, the next Chapter will be SO much better. Its going to be Christmas and stuff, okay?
Please review even though it was boring. PLEASE?