A/N: Okay, I got pretty good reviews for that last chapter! And I'm really
happy! Although I did get one flame.*grumbles*, the person didn't even
leave their name. Oh well, at least most everyone sort of likes it.
Um, I had an idea. Well I still do, but I thought maybe I should run it by my reviewers first. I was thinking that maybe you guys could write some letters that I could post from the republic of Hogwarts. You guys probably have some good ideas for them. So if you want, you can write a letter to the mysteries and I'll post it.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Chapter 8
Ginny was wandering the hall aimlessly reading the letters that other people had posted, and smiled. It felt good to know that though this letter war was between her and Draco, that other people were interested. The only thing that worried her was the fact that she didn't want to have a duel. She knew for a fact that if they were to have one that she would loose horribly and she definitely did not want that to happen. She had seen some pretty weird letters, but they had surely brightened her day. She felt a prickle on her neck and sensed someone else's presence in the hall.
She turned slowly and found herself looking into the eyes of Draco Malfoy. He glanced up at the letter she had been reading; it had suggested that Draco try to "woo" her. He smirked, "This has gone a bit farther than intended, hasn't it?"
Ginny sighed and nodded slowly, "Yes it has. When I started that first letter.I just wanted to get back at you for saying that about Harry in the library. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought it would go this far. Some people have even gotten a notion that we're some kind of Dear Abby."
Draco looked confused, "Who's Dear Abby?"
Ginny rolled her eyes, "Oh, that's right you wouldn't know because you hate muggles. Well she writes an advice column in muggle newspapers.or at least she did, I think she died."
"That's stupid, we haven't done anything to give them that idea," Draco said looking disgusted.
Ginny started to walk off, but Draco caught her arm and pulled her back. He sighed heavily and raked his fingers through his hair. "Uh listen Weasley, what I said about your family.I didn't mean it." Ginny's mouth dropped, and he dropped her arm, turning to leave.
"Malfoy!" He looked at her questioningly. "I'm sorry about what I said.about your family." He nodded and they both came to an unspoken agreement, not to talk about each other's family.
Ginny walked towards the Great Hall wondering what he would write in his next letter. What was there to talk about now? Maybe they could do an advice column.
Draco walked back to his common room slowly, regretting ever stopping to talk to Ginny. He hadn't meant to, he had just been about to turn in another corridor and he saw her staring at a letter with an amused smile on her face. He had wanted to know what she was smiling about. He had been curious. He had no idea of what to talk about in their next letter. The way things were going the letters weren't going to last much longer, and he was pretty sure that the whole school had figured out the mysteries by now. How hard could it be? They both talked about things that most of the school knew about anyways, her lusting for Harry and poor family. It was a dead give away. His rich family and the way he teased her about her family. If the school didn't know already then they were a bunch of stupid oafs.
He couldn't believe that Cyn had had the nerve to write a letter. Well maybe not surprised that she had the nerve, more of what she had said. When they were going out he was sure that she had been cheating on him with the new Ravenclaw seeker.
Draco turned into another hallway and spotted someone posting a letter on the wall, and muttering a bunch of charms at it, cursing under their breath. When he got closer he noticed it was Colin Creevey, that little Gryffindor that follows Potter around with his camera.
Draco smirked, "What are you doing?"
Colin jumped at the sound of his voice and looked at him with wide terrified eyes. "Oh I'm sorry Mister Malfoy!" He squeaked. "Am I too close to you? I'll move," he started to do so but Draco looked at him with disgust.
"What's your problem?" He asked nastily.
"Uh well." Colin started wringing his hands nervously. "I uh.just didn't want you to kill me or something."
"Kill you?" Draco asked surprised. "You think that I would kill you just because you were in the same hallway as me?" He cocked an eyebrow and glanced at him skeptically.
Colin blinked a few times quickly, "Are you saying that you wouldn't have killed me?"
Draco sighed and rolled his eyes, "What is your problem? What gives you the idea that I would kill for simply being the same space as me? Not to mention that if I did I would be expelled."
Colin shivered and looked worried, "You mean that if you wouldn't get expelled for killing me, you would?"
Draco looked at him amused, "I wouldn't kill anyone."
Colin looked shocked, "You wouldn't? But you're the most evil Slytherin around."
Draco shut his eyes and counted to ten quietly. "I am not the most evil Slytherin around. There are plenty more, counting Voldemort," Colin shuddered, "my father, and a vast amount of the existing and dead death eaters."
"Are you saying that you're evil?" Colin asked dumbly.
"God gods! Just zip it!" Draco shouted. "All I did was come through this hallway, trying to get back to my common room peacefully. But I see this person cursing at a piece of paper on the wall." Draco said tiredly. "So I asked him what he was doing, and what do I get? I get questioned about my evilness and whether or not I want to kill someone because they are standing in the same hallway as me. Who do you think I am anyways? Voldemort?"
"Well I-I," Colin stuttered. "I just thought that because you are Draco Malfoy that you would be very vicious and evil."
Draco rolled his eyes and shook his head at the younger boy and started back towards his common room. He did not want to spend his time arguing about how evil he was.
The next morning Ginny was sitting at the Gryffindor table eating breakfast with her brother, Hermione and Harry. They weren't paying much attention to her but she was eating with them just the same. Ron had asked her to, which had surprised her greatly. It had been a long time since Ron had asked her to do anything with him and his friends. Hermione smiled at her every now and then, probably just to let her know that she was part of the group for the morning. Any other day she would have been elated at the prospect of eating with them. But today was different and for some reason it wouldn't have mattered to her if she was eating with them or eating the other end of the table next to Lavender and Parvati.
"Hey Ginny," she turned her head and saw Hermione looking at her curiously. "Do you know anything about these mystery people? The whole school is talking about them." Ginny's heart fluttered for a split second before she regained her self-control.
"I don't know more than anybody else," Ginny replied turning back to her food and taking a sip of her orange juice.
Hermione regarded her curiously, wondering how she could stay so cool when someone brought up the subject. She knew who the mystery people were and had told Ron and Harry, but made them promise not to say anything about it. But Ron invited her to eat breakfast with them and she had told him off, so now he wasn't talking to Ginny at all. Hermione glanced over to the Slytherin table and saw Draco staring at Ginny who had her head down looking at her food as if she had just discovered a new species. Hermione caught his eye and cocked an eyebrow at him curiously. He sneered at her.
"Hermione? May I ask what is so interesting?" Ron whispered into her ear, feeling his breath on her skin made her shiver.
"Um," she bit her lip, "Nothing, nothing at all." They went back to talking, leaving Ginny to her food.
Draco didn't like the way that Hermione had looked at him, like she was suspicious of something. He knew it was probably the whole mystery thing, but didn't think that was it. There was something else that he had seen in her questioning gaze that he didn't like. Then Weasley had leaned over to her ear and whispered something that had made her blush. He wondered what it was that he had said.
He saw Ginny sitting with them this morning and decided that it was odd. She usually sat with Colin. Last night while he had been lying in bed, he had been thing about how he was going to end this whole thing. He didn't want to write letters any more. He was tired of their silly bickering, and hearing the school buzz about their latest letters. It got to the point of where he could concentrate on his school work.
Draco got up from the table and motioned for Crabbe and Goyle to follow him. They lumbered up slowly, shoving their remaining pieces of bacon that they had been chomping on, in their mouths. Draco winced as small bits of the bacon flew out of their mouths and started over to the Gryffindor table, ready to start a fight.
"So Weasley, are you and the mudblood finally getting it on?" He asked feigning curiosity.
Ron's face turned an odd purplish, and he jumped out of his seat and clenched his fists. "Don't call her that," he said in an eerily calm voice. He looked over and saw the corner of Ginny's mouth twitching slightly.
"What? Mudblood?" Draco asked mock innocently. Ron's eyes looked like they might have popped out of their sockets, and he made like he was going to climb over the table, but Harry grabbed the back of his robes and pulled him back.
"Malfoy," Ginny said standing up and walking over to him. By now the entire hall was watching, not being able to wait to see the interaction in- between their two mystery people, "Leave them alone."
He rolled his eyes at her, "Why should I?"
"Because they didn't do anything to you," she said plainly.
"Why are you standing up for them? Do they ever do anything for you?" He asked, knowing that he had hit a soft spot with a light pink blush spread across her cheeks.
"No," she said quietly. "They don't do anything for me, but that doesn't give you any right to just come over here and pick fights."
"When are you going to get it? They don't care anything about you, nothing. Maybe your brother does, but that's only because you're his sister, face it Weasley, you'll never be part of the Sunshine Crew."
"Sunshine Crew?" Ron sputtered indignantly.
"See," Draco said motioning over to them. "They don't give a rat's ass about you; all they care about is the fact that I'm calling them the Sunshine Crew." Ginny had paled, and looked down at her hands.
"They may not," she said feeling tears well up in her eyes. Trying to forbid the tears from falling she continued, "But they're better than people like you."
Draco sighed, "What do you even know about me? Seriously."
"You're mean and a death eater, you make fun of people for no reason, you think you're better than everyone else." She said lifting her eyes from her hands to meet his.
"If you think that's me then you don't know anything," he whispered hoarsely.
She reached up slowly and took his hands in hers. He looked at her surprised and was going to pull away when he saw the concern in her eyes. It made him stop. He was going to just shove her hands away and leave. But that would be proving her right. "Then show me," she said softly.
Both of them totally forgot that there was anybody else in the hall.
Draco lowered his mouth down to hers and kissed her softly. He was surprised when she kissed back. Draco broke away and looked in her eyes, "When?"
She gave him a lopsided grin and released his hands, and reached up to pull his head back down to hers. She kissed him as passionately as she knew how, and his hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her to him.
The hall broke out into applause. And they both jerked apart and stared at everyone hazily, as if they were waking up from a dream.
A/N: I am overwhelmed by the amount of reviews that I got, I wish that I had time to thank all of you.but that would just delay my posting time. This story is ALMOST over and at the end I will do a big thank you for everyone.
Please REVIEW!
Um, I had an idea. Well I still do, but I thought maybe I should run it by my reviewers first. I was thinking that maybe you guys could write some letters that I could post from the republic of Hogwarts. You guys probably have some good ideas for them. So if you want, you can write a letter to the mysteries and I'll post it.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Chapter 8
Ginny was wandering the hall aimlessly reading the letters that other people had posted, and smiled. It felt good to know that though this letter war was between her and Draco, that other people were interested. The only thing that worried her was the fact that she didn't want to have a duel. She knew for a fact that if they were to have one that she would loose horribly and she definitely did not want that to happen. She had seen some pretty weird letters, but they had surely brightened her day. She felt a prickle on her neck and sensed someone else's presence in the hall.
She turned slowly and found herself looking into the eyes of Draco Malfoy. He glanced up at the letter she had been reading; it had suggested that Draco try to "woo" her. He smirked, "This has gone a bit farther than intended, hasn't it?"
Ginny sighed and nodded slowly, "Yes it has. When I started that first letter.I just wanted to get back at you for saying that about Harry in the library. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought it would go this far. Some people have even gotten a notion that we're some kind of Dear Abby."
Draco looked confused, "Who's Dear Abby?"
Ginny rolled her eyes, "Oh, that's right you wouldn't know because you hate muggles. Well she writes an advice column in muggle newspapers.or at least she did, I think she died."
"That's stupid, we haven't done anything to give them that idea," Draco said looking disgusted.
Ginny started to walk off, but Draco caught her arm and pulled her back. He sighed heavily and raked his fingers through his hair. "Uh listen Weasley, what I said about your family.I didn't mean it." Ginny's mouth dropped, and he dropped her arm, turning to leave.
"Malfoy!" He looked at her questioningly. "I'm sorry about what I said.about your family." He nodded and they both came to an unspoken agreement, not to talk about each other's family.
Ginny walked towards the Great Hall wondering what he would write in his next letter. What was there to talk about now? Maybe they could do an advice column.
Draco walked back to his common room slowly, regretting ever stopping to talk to Ginny. He hadn't meant to, he had just been about to turn in another corridor and he saw her staring at a letter with an amused smile on her face. He had wanted to know what she was smiling about. He had been curious. He had no idea of what to talk about in their next letter. The way things were going the letters weren't going to last much longer, and he was pretty sure that the whole school had figured out the mysteries by now. How hard could it be? They both talked about things that most of the school knew about anyways, her lusting for Harry and poor family. It was a dead give away. His rich family and the way he teased her about her family. If the school didn't know already then they were a bunch of stupid oafs.
He couldn't believe that Cyn had had the nerve to write a letter. Well maybe not surprised that she had the nerve, more of what she had said. When they were going out he was sure that she had been cheating on him with the new Ravenclaw seeker.
Draco turned into another hallway and spotted someone posting a letter on the wall, and muttering a bunch of charms at it, cursing under their breath. When he got closer he noticed it was Colin Creevey, that little Gryffindor that follows Potter around with his camera.
Draco smirked, "What are you doing?"
Colin jumped at the sound of his voice and looked at him with wide terrified eyes. "Oh I'm sorry Mister Malfoy!" He squeaked. "Am I too close to you? I'll move," he started to do so but Draco looked at him with disgust.
"What's your problem?" He asked nastily.
"Uh well." Colin started wringing his hands nervously. "I uh.just didn't want you to kill me or something."
"Kill you?" Draco asked surprised. "You think that I would kill you just because you were in the same hallway as me?" He cocked an eyebrow and glanced at him skeptically.
Colin blinked a few times quickly, "Are you saying that you wouldn't have killed me?"
Draco sighed and rolled his eyes, "What is your problem? What gives you the idea that I would kill for simply being the same space as me? Not to mention that if I did I would be expelled."
Colin shivered and looked worried, "You mean that if you wouldn't get expelled for killing me, you would?"
Draco looked at him amused, "I wouldn't kill anyone."
Colin looked shocked, "You wouldn't? But you're the most evil Slytherin around."
Draco shut his eyes and counted to ten quietly. "I am not the most evil Slytherin around. There are plenty more, counting Voldemort," Colin shuddered, "my father, and a vast amount of the existing and dead death eaters."
"Are you saying that you're evil?" Colin asked dumbly.
"God gods! Just zip it!" Draco shouted. "All I did was come through this hallway, trying to get back to my common room peacefully. But I see this person cursing at a piece of paper on the wall." Draco said tiredly. "So I asked him what he was doing, and what do I get? I get questioned about my evilness and whether or not I want to kill someone because they are standing in the same hallway as me. Who do you think I am anyways? Voldemort?"
"Well I-I," Colin stuttered. "I just thought that because you are Draco Malfoy that you would be very vicious and evil."
Draco rolled his eyes and shook his head at the younger boy and started back towards his common room. He did not want to spend his time arguing about how evil he was.
The next morning Ginny was sitting at the Gryffindor table eating breakfast with her brother, Hermione and Harry. They weren't paying much attention to her but she was eating with them just the same. Ron had asked her to, which had surprised her greatly. It had been a long time since Ron had asked her to do anything with him and his friends. Hermione smiled at her every now and then, probably just to let her know that she was part of the group for the morning. Any other day she would have been elated at the prospect of eating with them. But today was different and for some reason it wouldn't have mattered to her if she was eating with them or eating the other end of the table next to Lavender and Parvati.
"Hey Ginny," she turned her head and saw Hermione looking at her curiously. "Do you know anything about these mystery people? The whole school is talking about them." Ginny's heart fluttered for a split second before she regained her self-control.
"I don't know more than anybody else," Ginny replied turning back to her food and taking a sip of her orange juice.
Hermione regarded her curiously, wondering how she could stay so cool when someone brought up the subject. She knew who the mystery people were and had told Ron and Harry, but made them promise not to say anything about it. But Ron invited her to eat breakfast with them and she had told him off, so now he wasn't talking to Ginny at all. Hermione glanced over to the Slytherin table and saw Draco staring at Ginny who had her head down looking at her food as if she had just discovered a new species. Hermione caught his eye and cocked an eyebrow at him curiously. He sneered at her.
"Hermione? May I ask what is so interesting?" Ron whispered into her ear, feeling his breath on her skin made her shiver.
"Um," she bit her lip, "Nothing, nothing at all." They went back to talking, leaving Ginny to her food.
Draco didn't like the way that Hermione had looked at him, like she was suspicious of something. He knew it was probably the whole mystery thing, but didn't think that was it. There was something else that he had seen in her questioning gaze that he didn't like. Then Weasley had leaned over to her ear and whispered something that had made her blush. He wondered what it was that he had said.
He saw Ginny sitting with them this morning and decided that it was odd. She usually sat with Colin. Last night while he had been lying in bed, he had been thing about how he was going to end this whole thing. He didn't want to write letters any more. He was tired of their silly bickering, and hearing the school buzz about their latest letters. It got to the point of where he could concentrate on his school work.
Draco got up from the table and motioned for Crabbe and Goyle to follow him. They lumbered up slowly, shoving their remaining pieces of bacon that they had been chomping on, in their mouths. Draco winced as small bits of the bacon flew out of their mouths and started over to the Gryffindor table, ready to start a fight.
"So Weasley, are you and the mudblood finally getting it on?" He asked feigning curiosity.
Ron's face turned an odd purplish, and he jumped out of his seat and clenched his fists. "Don't call her that," he said in an eerily calm voice. He looked over and saw the corner of Ginny's mouth twitching slightly.
"What? Mudblood?" Draco asked mock innocently. Ron's eyes looked like they might have popped out of their sockets, and he made like he was going to climb over the table, but Harry grabbed the back of his robes and pulled him back.
"Malfoy," Ginny said standing up and walking over to him. By now the entire hall was watching, not being able to wait to see the interaction in- between their two mystery people, "Leave them alone."
He rolled his eyes at her, "Why should I?"
"Because they didn't do anything to you," she said plainly.
"Why are you standing up for them? Do they ever do anything for you?" He asked, knowing that he had hit a soft spot with a light pink blush spread across her cheeks.
"No," she said quietly. "They don't do anything for me, but that doesn't give you any right to just come over here and pick fights."
"When are you going to get it? They don't care anything about you, nothing. Maybe your brother does, but that's only because you're his sister, face it Weasley, you'll never be part of the Sunshine Crew."
"Sunshine Crew?" Ron sputtered indignantly.
"See," Draco said motioning over to them. "They don't give a rat's ass about you; all they care about is the fact that I'm calling them the Sunshine Crew." Ginny had paled, and looked down at her hands.
"They may not," she said feeling tears well up in her eyes. Trying to forbid the tears from falling she continued, "But they're better than people like you."
Draco sighed, "What do you even know about me? Seriously."
"You're mean and a death eater, you make fun of people for no reason, you think you're better than everyone else." She said lifting her eyes from her hands to meet his.
"If you think that's me then you don't know anything," he whispered hoarsely.
She reached up slowly and took his hands in hers. He looked at her surprised and was going to pull away when he saw the concern in her eyes. It made him stop. He was going to just shove her hands away and leave. But that would be proving her right. "Then show me," she said softly.
Both of them totally forgot that there was anybody else in the hall.
Draco lowered his mouth down to hers and kissed her softly. He was surprised when she kissed back. Draco broke away and looked in her eyes, "When?"
She gave him a lopsided grin and released his hands, and reached up to pull his head back down to hers. She kissed him as passionately as she knew how, and his hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her to him.
The hall broke out into applause. And they both jerked apart and stared at everyone hazily, as if they were waking up from a dream.
A/N: I am overwhelmed by the amount of reviews that I got, I wish that I had time to thank all of you.but that would just delay my posting time. This story is ALMOST over and at the end I will do a big thank you for everyone.
Please REVIEW!
