Destiny Unknown
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters but I wish I did
A/N: Thank you to the reviewers! *giggling* I know Draco is a bit OOC, but I figure he can't be all that bad.
Chapter 2: A Call To Order
Ginny and Draco got to the door of the Gryffindor common room, neither one of them wanting to let go. Draco pulled Ginny into a hug, his arms around his waist, her head resting against his chest. They would have loved to stay like that, but Ginny felt herself drifting off to sleep.
"Draco, hun, I want to stay like this as much as you, but I need some sleep."
Draco laughed. He had noticed she was getting a bit tired. He was a bit tired himself. "Alright Virginia," he said, kissing her on the forehead. "we shall go to bed. But promise me," he said, looking her straight in those beautiful milk chocolate eyes, "you won't say a word to anyone about anything. Please."
She reached up and kissed him, a kiss filled with the newfound love in her heart. Draco tightened his arms around her, deepening the kiss, letting her know that he wanted that he loved her as much as she loved him. Breaking apart, she smiled and laid her head over his heart again. "Your secret's safe with me." She sighed softly, breathing in his scent.
Draco didn't want to, but he knew she was tired. "Come on Ginny," he said. "You've got to get some sleep. I'm sure Professor Dumbledore is going to want to talk to the both of us tomorrow." Yawning, she nodded, and, with a last peck on the cheek, she said the password and entered the Gryffindor common room.
Ron immediately attacked her. "Where have you been? We looked everywhere for you! You just ran out of here like there was a fire! Who were you with? Come on, speak up."
Ginny rolled her eyes, sighing contentedly. "Ron, you need to stop with the big brother routine. Sure, it's your job, but it's getting a little old."
"Big brother routine? Getting old? You're my baby sister! I'm supposed to protect you," he exclaimed, the color in his cheeks matching his hair as his voice started rising.
Glaring, she said rather steadily, trying to control her own anger, "I am not a baby! I can take care of myself. One day you might wake up and realize this, but for now you're just being a prat. If you'll excuse me, oh dear brother, I'm going to bed." With that she pushed past him, glancing over at Harry and Hermoine sitting together on the couch. Continuing up the stairs, she smiled to herself. It's amazing that she hadn't thought about him once when she was with Draco. She couldn't even remember why she had been obsessing over him. She got to her room, quickly got into her pajamas, and laid down, ready to sleep. However, as she closed her eyes, she heard a soft knocking on the door. "Hello? Ginny? It's me, Hermoine."
Aw shit she thought. Ron must've interrupted her and Harry and got her to come and see what's wrong. Rolling her eyes, she pasted a smile on her face and opened the door. "Come on in Hermoine." The two girls walked over to her bed and sat down. Hermoine turned to Ginny and spoke first. "Ginny, what's wrong?"
Sighing, she looked at Hermoine. "Nothing but Ron being an insensitive prying prat. He probably sent you up here to see why I got back late and who I was with and where we were right?" Hermoine blushed and looked down, giving Ginny her answer. "Hemoine, as much as I'd love to tell you, I made a promise. Maybe you'll all find out soon, but for now, please, don't pry. I can't tell."
Nodding, Hermoine looked at Ginny. "Gin, whenever you feel like talking, you can always talk to me. No matter what. But if you made a promise to whoever it was, keep it." She broke off, giggling. "So, was it a boy you were with?"
Ginny dreaded this question. She looked down and smiled softly, a dreamy sort of look coming over her face. Hermoine squealed. "I knew it! But don't worry, I won't tell Ron." Smiling, giving her a wink, she got up and went to the door. "But I will be the first to know right?" Ginny laughed and nodded. And boy was it gonna be a good one. Breaking into a fit of laughter just picturing Ron, Harry, and Hermoine's faces when she said it was Draco, she fell back on her bed, burying her face in her pillow trying to stifle her laughter and not wake up her roommates.
Meanwhile, Draco was getting to his common room, his outward appearance back to normal, his heat and his mind somewhere else. With Ginny, he thought. Smiling inwardly, he said the password and entered his common room, only to be promptly jumped on by Pansy Parkinson. Rolling his eyes, he pushed her away, growling at her to leave him alone. A look of shock on her face, she quickly sneered at him. "So Draco, which tart was it this time? Who were you screwing now? Keeping up the tally are we?"
Draco looked at her and, with all the venom and hatred he could put in his words, said "Pansy, I don't like you. I don't know why I even bother with you. You're nothing to me. Now leave," he said, waving his hand, "I'm tired and I want to go to bed."
Smirking suggestively, Pansy said "You want me to come join you?"
"No. For the last time, leave me alone." With that he headed up to his dorm room, got changed into his pajamas and went to bed, sleep coming quickly, dreams of Ginny going through his head all night.
Waking, Ginny was almost dreading breakfast. She was sure Ron would start another public row with her. Why was he such an insensitive prat? Sighing, she got up, got dressed, and, grabbing her books for the day, headed down the stairs to the Great Hall for breakfast. She sat where she usually sat, a defiant tilt to her head, for she usually sat next to Ron, Harry and Hermoine next to each other across from them. Ginny had a perfect view of the Slytherin table and noticed that Draco was there. Their eyes connected for a few moments before they went back to their respective conversations.
As usual, the mail was delivered right in the middle of breakfast. A vast flurrying of wings was heard above as hundreds of owls came to deliver the mail. Surprisingly, one of the school owls landed in front of her. Raising an eyebrow, she turned over the envelope and noticed a seal on it, a seal which bore a phoenix with it's wings spread out. Dear god, Ginny thought. It's the Order of the Phoenix. But what does it want with me? Glancing up, she saw Draco giving her the same look. Both looked down and opened their letters.
Dear Ginny,
I have called you to the Order of the Phoenix. Your help may be needed. Please come to my office tonight at 9 pm sharp. There we will plan strategy for Saturday. This is to be kept secret. Wear the amulet enclosed to the meeting.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Confused, Ginny put on the amulet. She felt a sort of warmth spread through her as she let it fall around her neck. It was a shimmering blue stone with a dragon carved into it, the carving carefully painted a silver hue. Looking up, she noticed Draco looking at her. She shrugged her shoulders and mouthed 'Tree at 7' to him. She promptly picked up her books and left the Great Hall, hoping that Draco would follow shortly. Sure enough, a few moments later he walked out of the hall, finding her sitting on the steps, her back to the doors. He sat down next to her.
"Ginny, did you get a letter from Dumbledore too," he asked.
"Yeah. It's what I'm reading now. And he told me to wear this amulet," she said, fingering the necklace holding the amulet around her neck. Draco picked up the piece in his hand and examined it.
"It really is beautiful, I don't deny that, but why do you need to wear the amulet," he asked.
Shrugging, she replied "I don't know. There has to be a significance, but what," she said. She leaned against him, letting him put his arm around her. "I guess we'll find out tonight."
Smiling, he kissed her forehead. "Don't worry about it. Dumbledore wouldn't have called us to the Order unless we were needed somehow." A worried look suddenly on his face, he told her that he had responded to his father this morning, saying he was thrilled at the prospect of meeting the Dark Lord and becoming a Death Eater, a sort of spy for him at Hogwarts. She shuddered at this but nodded, knowing that this was a major part of the plan. Nothing had to appear wrong. Hearing people in the hall beginning to leave, they quickly stood up and sprang apart. They both knew that they had to stay apart during the day. Checking to see if anyone was out in the hall yet, she ran up to him, gave him a quick kiss, and said "Under the tree. 7 o'clock." She then ran to her next class, Draco going to his, both thinking of nothing but that night and what it would bring. Only a few days remained, and their significance was soon to be known.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters but I wish I did
A/N: Thank you to the reviewers! *giggling* I know Draco is a bit OOC, but I figure he can't be all that bad.
Chapter 2: A Call To Order
Ginny and Draco got to the door of the Gryffindor common room, neither one of them wanting to let go. Draco pulled Ginny into a hug, his arms around his waist, her head resting against his chest. They would have loved to stay like that, but Ginny felt herself drifting off to sleep.
"Draco, hun, I want to stay like this as much as you, but I need some sleep."
Draco laughed. He had noticed she was getting a bit tired. He was a bit tired himself. "Alright Virginia," he said, kissing her on the forehead. "we shall go to bed. But promise me," he said, looking her straight in those beautiful milk chocolate eyes, "you won't say a word to anyone about anything. Please."
She reached up and kissed him, a kiss filled with the newfound love in her heart. Draco tightened his arms around her, deepening the kiss, letting her know that he wanted that he loved her as much as she loved him. Breaking apart, she smiled and laid her head over his heart again. "Your secret's safe with me." She sighed softly, breathing in his scent.
Draco didn't want to, but he knew she was tired. "Come on Ginny," he said. "You've got to get some sleep. I'm sure Professor Dumbledore is going to want to talk to the both of us tomorrow." Yawning, she nodded, and, with a last peck on the cheek, she said the password and entered the Gryffindor common room.
Ron immediately attacked her. "Where have you been? We looked everywhere for you! You just ran out of here like there was a fire! Who were you with? Come on, speak up."
Ginny rolled her eyes, sighing contentedly. "Ron, you need to stop with the big brother routine. Sure, it's your job, but it's getting a little old."
"Big brother routine? Getting old? You're my baby sister! I'm supposed to protect you," he exclaimed, the color in his cheeks matching his hair as his voice started rising.
Glaring, she said rather steadily, trying to control her own anger, "I am not a baby! I can take care of myself. One day you might wake up and realize this, but for now you're just being a prat. If you'll excuse me, oh dear brother, I'm going to bed." With that she pushed past him, glancing over at Harry and Hermoine sitting together on the couch. Continuing up the stairs, she smiled to herself. It's amazing that she hadn't thought about him once when she was with Draco. She couldn't even remember why she had been obsessing over him. She got to her room, quickly got into her pajamas, and laid down, ready to sleep. However, as she closed her eyes, she heard a soft knocking on the door. "Hello? Ginny? It's me, Hermoine."
Aw shit she thought. Ron must've interrupted her and Harry and got her to come and see what's wrong. Rolling her eyes, she pasted a smile on her face and opened the door. "Come on in Hermoine." The two girls walked over to her bed and sat down. Hermoine turned to Ginny and spoke first. "Ginny, what's wrong?"
Sighing, she looked at Hermoine. "Nothing but Ron being an insensitive prying prat. He probably sent you up here to see why I got back late and who I was with and where we were right?" Hermoine blushed and looked down, giving Ginny her answer. "Hemoine, as much as I'd love to tell you, I made a promise. Maybe you'll all find out soon, but for now, please, don't pry. I can't tell."
Nodding, Hermoine looked at Ginny. "Gin, whenever you feel like talking, you can always talk to me. No matter what. But if you made a promise to whoever it was, keep it." She broke off, giggling. "So, was it a boy you were with?"
Ginny dreaded this question. She looked down and smiled softly, a dreamy sort of look coming over her face. Hermoine squealed. "I knew it! But don't worry, I won't tell Ron." Smiling, giving her a wink, she got up and went to the door. "But I will be the first to know right?" Ginny laughed and nodded. And boy was it gonna be a good one. Breaking into a fit of laughter just picturing Ron, Harry, and Hermoine's faces when she said it was Draco, she fell back on her bed, burying her face in her pillow trying to stifle her laughter and not wake up her roommates.
Meanwhile, Draco was getting to his common room, his outward appearance back to normal, his heat and his mind somewhere else. With Ginny, he thought. Smiling inwardly, he said the password and entered his common room, only to be promptly jumped on by Pansy Parkinson. Rolling his eyes, he pushed her away, growling at her to leave him alone. A look of shock on her face, she quickly sneered at him. "So Draco, which tart was it this time? Who were you screwing now? Keeping up the tally are we?"
Draco looked at her and, with all the venom and hatred he could put in his words, said "Pansy, I don't like you. I don't know why I even bother with you. You're nothing to me. Now leave," he said, waving his hand, "I'm tired and I want to go to bed."
Smirking suggestively, Pansy said "You want me to come join you?"
"No. For the last time, leave me alone." With that he headed up to his dorm room, got changed into his pajamas and went to bed, sleep coming quickly, dreams of Ginny going through his head all night.
Waking, Ginny was almost dreading breakfast. She was sure Ron would start another public row with her. Why was he such an insensitive prat? Sighing, she got up, got dressed, and, grabbing her books for the day, headed down the stairs to the Great Hall for breakfast. She sat where she usually sat, a defiant tilt to her head, for she usually sat next to Ron, Harry and Hermoine next to each other across from them. Ginny had a perfect view of the Slytherin table and noticed that Draco was there. Their eyes connected for a few moments before they went back to their respective conversations.
As usual, the mail was delivered right in the middle of breakfast. A vast flurrying of wings was heard above as hundreds of owls came to deliver the mail. Surprisingly, one of the school owls landed in front of her. Raising an eyebrow, she turned over the envelope and noticed a seal on it, a seal which bore a phoenix with it's wings spread out. Dear god, Ginny thought. It's the Order of the Phoenix. But what does it want with me? Glancing up, she saw Draco giving her the same look. Both looked down and opened their letters.
Dear Ginny,
I have called you to the Order of the Phoenix. Your help may be needed. Please come to my office tonight at 9 pm sharp. There we will plan strategy for Saturday. This is to be kept secret. Wear the amulet enclosed to the meeting.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Confused, Ginny put on the amulet. She felt a sort of warmth spread through her as she let it fall around her neck. It was a shimmering blue stone with a dragon carved into it, the carving carefully painted a silver hue. Looking up, she noticed Draco looking at her. She shrugged her shoulders and mouthed 'Tree at 7' to him. She promptly picked up her books and left the Great Hall, hoping that Draco would follow shortly. Sure enough, a few moments later he walked out of the hall, finding her sitting on the steps, her back to the doors. He sat down next to her.
"Ginny, did you get a letter from Dumbledore too," he asked.
"Yeah. It's what I'm reading now. And he told me to wear this amulet," she said, fingering the necklace holding the amulet around her neck. Draco picked up the piece in his hand and examined it.
"It really is beautiful, I don't deny that, but why do you need to wear the amulet," he asked.
Shrugging, she replied "I don't know. There has to be a significance, but what," she said. She leaned against him, letting him put his arm around her. "I guess we'll find out tonight."
Smiling, he kissed her forehead. "Don't worry about it. Dumbledore wouldn't have called us to the Order unless we were needed somehow." A worried look suddenly on his face, he told her that he had responded to his father this morning, saying he was thrilled at the prospect of meeting the Dark Lord and becoming a Death Eater, a sort of spy for him at Hogwarts. She shuddered at this but nodded, knowing that this was a major part of the plan. Nothing had to appear wrong. Hearing people in the hall beginning to leave, they quickly stood up and sprang apart. They both knew that they had to stay apart during the day. Checking to see if anyone was out in the hall yet, she ran up to him, gave him a quick kiss, and said "Under the tree. 7 o'clock." She then ran to her next class, Draco going to his, both thinking of nothing but that night and what it would bring. Only a few days remained, and their significance was soon to be known.