Chapter 2: Celina's Trick
Her hands
felt oddly cold against her lukewarm forehead. Ginny moaned inwardly, tossing
her head on the stiff pillow. She didn't feel nausea or anything, just
frustrated: Ginny couldn't separate her eyebrows or relax her boiling forehead.
It was another migraine.
Through
her blurry eyes she sensed a fair-haired girl loitering around, looking (as
usual) immersed in thought. On a chair was Celina's coat, but she obviously got
bored of leaning on her chin and examining the hospital wing from a sitting
view; Celina apparently wanted to get a closer look by standing.
Celina
was the type of girl that knew how to read between the lines, though you
wouldn't have a way of telling unless you knew her well. You either thought
Celina was boring or wonderful. Her flaxen hair was naturally stick straight,
which (Ginny thought grudgingly) clashed beautifully with her pastel skin. No
one could ever read her cloudy, hazel eyes, as if she were a secret locked up.
At all times had a tint of sweet smile in the corners of her mouth and a mauve
color in her cheeks.
But
now Celina was different. She still looked compassionate and her eyes were
nonetheless elsewhere. The only change taking place was her smile, or to be
more precise, the lack of one. Despite Celina's hidden feelings, you could tell
she was melancholy.
She
saw Ginny and sighed. Celina now looked more disappointed, which broke Ginny's
heart. Expecting a couple of short sentences on imploring Ginny to let her in
on the cause of this anger was or perhaps losing House points, Ginny heard
Celina simply say,
"You
shouldn't have been so mean to Draco."
Draco, Ginny
thought flatly then hysterically, Draco?!
Ginny
heard her neck crack painfully as she studied Celina upside down to get a
better look.
"And
since when are you on first name terms with Malfoy?" Ginny couldn't keep
her voice soft any longer. "If you were there, you'd understand, okay?"
Ginny put a hand to her forehead and shook it.
Sitting
down, Celina listened to her gently, and once again Ginny expected her to ask
something like, "Well, what happened there?" or "What did he say to
you, Ginny?"
But
Celina stood there, just studying her blankly.
"What
are you going to tell me next — that I
shouldn't have been so mean to Hermione?" Ginny asked brutally.
No
answer.
"Or
Kerri?"
Celina's
lips were still pursed.
"Or—" This time Celina cut in Ginny's sentence.
"Yourself?"
Ginny
stopped. Was she mean to herself? She saw Celina hold out her hand.
"Come
on," Celina nodded to the door. "Lets go." Ginny gave a quizzical look. Was she
kidding around? Madam Pomfrey wouldn't let her out in a million years.
"And
how are we gonna do that?" Ginny interrogated. Celina's smile widened faintly
and she looked back to the door.
Draco
now had his wand and tapped it against the doorframe of the hospital wing. He
checked out Celina, reminding Ginny all too much of Harry. Celina faced Ginny
again looking slightly frustrated.
"Draco
kind of locked Madam Pomfrey up in her office," Celina explained. Ginny was shocked;
she never knew this side of Celina. Perhaps it was because of "Draco"?
"Along
with some Distracting Potion," Draco drawled in an assuring type of tone.
Ginny
checked to make sure she had her robes on and hopped out of bed. Ginny quickly
ran a hand through her tangled hair and followed Celina towards "Draco".
"So
were are we going?" Ginny asked her friend.
Celina
looked back before answering, "Nowhere. The only place we're going is out of
here so Draco can-" she cleared her throat significantly "-apologize."
Draco
cleared his throat to mock Celina.
"Very
funny." Draco looked back at Ginny. "We-" he indicated with hand gestures that
"we" was him and Celina "-are going to find a closet to snog in." Celina swung
around looking thoroughly ticked off.
"We-"
she demanded, poking him in the chest with her index finger. Celina didn't have
to raise her voice to get the point across to Draco. "-are going nowhere." A
moment later she ordered to Draco, "Apologize."
Ginny
rolled her eyes and turned away from them, hopelessly. He was never going to
apologize to her and if he did, he wouldn't mean it. Not that she cared. What
Ginny wanted to do was fade away from her life. Now that Harry already ruined
it.
Ginny
pushed her forehead up against a nearby window staring outside, tuning out of
their conversation.
"What?"
Draco whined, annoyed. "I want to snog with you, is that such a crime?"
"One:
Kindly consider my marital status. Two: you know that's not what I meant.
Apologize to Ginny."
"What's
your marital status?" Celina covered her face and groaned. "Come on, I'm trying
to avoid Pansy." Celina immediately stopped scowling and faced Draco
bright-eyed. Draco looked at her with a dead expression, as if saying, you
wouldn't dare…
They
twisted sharply to face Ginny. Her head rested on the window and her eyes were
glazed over, giving away the fact away that she was staring into absolute
nothingness. She looked as if she were in History of Magic, listening to
Professor Binns drone on.
Celina faced Draco with a sly grin spread
across her face. As if reading his mind, she mouthed,
"Why
not?"
Draco
put a hand to his forehead, covering his view of Celina.
"THERE
YOU ARE!" McGonagall stormed down the hallway, looking dangerous as ever.
Ginny
and Draco whipped around. The same thought filled their heads simultaneously: Where's
Celina?
She
was out of sight; vanished; away; missing…gone. For a first time, their eyes
met. McGonagall tore them apart with her roaring.
"I
DON'T WANT AN EXPLANATION! THAT'S IT – I'VE HAD IT WAY PAST MY LIMIT
MISS WEASLEY…" Steam practically pored out of the Professor's flared nostrils.
Ginny bravely met her gaze. This only made McGonagall more annoyed.
"DETENTION!"
She whipped around and saw Draco. "BOTH OF YOU!"
Draco
started to retort when –
"I
DON'T CARE! YOUR WHOLE EXPLANATION IS JUST GOING TO BE BULLSHIT!" Professor
McGonagall made a bunch of sharp hand gestures. "Go back to your common room!"
She snapped at Draco. "Come with me Miss Weasley…" She growled.
She
looked back at Draco as he hopelessly wandered around the corner. Where was
Celina? None of it made any sense…she was too dizzy at the thought of seeing
Harry.
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AN: In case you
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