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Chapter One
Ginny walked slowly down the halls of Hogwarts late Christmas Day. She had decided to stay at school over their long Christmas Break. She needed to escape her nosey brothers for a while. She could hear the never ending click of her heels on the marble floor of Hogwarts as she walked toward the library. It seemed as if the annoying sound had been magnified a million times. She was concentrating on remembering the name of the book she was planning on checking out, until she heard an extremely soft, whimpering sort of sound. It sounded as if it were coming from a small, hiding-place- like spot about fifteen feet in front of her, and on her right side.
"hello?" she asked as quiet as she could possibly be. The whimpering, almost crying sound, ceased almost immediately. She was still very, very curious as to what the noise was, so she investigated further, advancing toward the extremely dark hiding place.
She gasped when she saw what was hidden in the small spot.
There, huddled and curled up into a small ball, was Draco Malfoy. He looked pitiful. His cheeks were tear-stained, his eyes red from crying. He didn't look as if he'd been physically damaged, but emotionally. For the first time in her fifteen years, Ginny felt sorry for Draco. She looked down, straight into his silvery-grey eyes, and he looked back at her. She reached down and tried to touch his shoulder to comfort him, only to be swatted away.
"Leave me alone, Weasley," Draco said, but without a harsh, rude tone as he usually had. There was more of a hurt tone in his voice now. She bent down, sitting on her knees.
"Draco, what's wrong?" Ginny said, reaching down to lie her hand on his, trying to get through to him again.
Realizing the non-teasing tone in her voice, he didn't try to push Her away.
"You won't tell anyone about this, will you?" Draco asked, shyly, looking straight into her bright, and suddenly beautiful green eyes.
"Of course not," Ginny replied, settling herself down in the dark corner next to him.
"Well…" he paused for a second, "this morning, everyone got Christmas presents and cards from their families but me…And I'm beginning to think that they don't care about me, not one bit" he whispered.
From that second on, Ginny saw him in a while different light. She felt herself pull him into a soft, shy hug.
"Draco, don't say that…I'm sure they love you more than anything in the world," she said into the bend of his neck.
Her breath on his skin made him tingle all over. He knew she felt him shiver, because she held him closer.
Slowly, he took his arms off of the back of her shoulders, and he wrapped them around her small waist. He felt her smile into his neck.
She breathed in deeply, entrances by the smell of his musky cologne.
Finally, they let go of each other, smiling. They were both at a loss of words.
"Would you like to go for a walk around the lake with me?" Draco finally spoke.
"I'd love to," Ginny replied, blushing just a bit.
And with that, they walked off to the lake together.
Chapter One
Ginny walked slowly down the halls of Hogwarts late Christmas Day. She had decided to stay at school over their long Christmas Break. She needed to escape her nosey brothers for a while. She could hear the never ending click of her heels on the marble floor of Hogwarts as she walked toward the library. It seemed as if the annoying sound had been magnified a million times. She was concentrating on remembering the name of the book she was planning on checking out, until she heard an extremely soft, whimpering sort of sound. It sounded as if it were coming from a small, hiding-place- like spot about fifteen feet in front of her, and on her right side.
"hello?" she asked as quiet as she could possibly be. The whimpering, almost crying sound, ceased almost immediately. She was still very, very curious as to what the noise was, so she investigated further, advancing toward the extremely dark hiding place.
She gasped when she saw what was hidden in the small spot.
There, huddled and curled up into a small ball, was Draco Malfoy. He looked pitiful. His cheeks were tear-stained, his eyes red from crying. He didn't look as if he'd been physically damaged, but emotionally. For the first time in her fifteen years, Ginny felt sorry for Draco. She looked down, straight into his silvery-grey eyes, and he looked back at her. She reached down and tried to touch his shoulder to comfort him, only to be swatted away.
"Leave me alone, Weasley," Draco said, but without a harsh, rude tone as he usually had. There was more of a hurt tone in his voice now. She bent down, sitting on her knees.
"Draco, what's wrong?" Ginny said, reaching down to lie her hand on his, trying to get through to him again.
Realizing the non-teasing tone in her voice, he didn't try to push Her away.
"You won't tell anyone about this, will you?" Draco asked, shyly, looking straight into her bright, and suddenly beautiful green eyes.
"Of course not," Ginny replied, settling herself down in the dark corner next to him.
"Well…" he paused for a second, "this morning, everyone got Christmas presents and cards from their families but me…And I'm beginning to think that they don't care about me, not one bit" he whispered.
From that second on, Ginny saw him in a while different light. She felt herself pull him into a soft, shy hug.
"Draco, don't say that…I'm sure they love you more than anything in the world," she said into the bend of his neck.
Her breath on his skin made him tingle all over. He knew she felt him shiver, because she held him closer.
Slowly, he took his arms off of the back of her shoulders, and he wrapped them around her small waist. He felt her smile into his neck.
She breathed in deeply, entrances by the smell of his musky cologne.
Finally, they let go of each other, smiling. They were both at a loss of words.
"Would you like to go for a walk around the lake with me?" Draco finally spoke.
"I'd love to," Ginny replied, blushing just a bit.
And with that, they walked off to the lake together.