Okay, I *think* this story is fairly original. *Crosses fingers* But I have
read a LOT of these fics so if anything seems to be copied or anything, and
it really bothers you, tell me and I will try to change it. This is a Draco
Ginny fic. Anyone who doesn't like that can choose one of the two 1) Not
read this story, 2) Read the story and judge by the writing, not the
couple.
Disclaimer for the WHOLE story- EVERYONE knows I am not J.K. Rowling so. I own the plot but not Harry Potter etc.
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Ginny looked across the tangled mass of bodies that was Hermonie and Ron, at Harry. Harry gagged and pretended to fall to the floor, holding his stomach as if he were going to be sick.
Ginny smiled weakly at him and nodded, glancing at her best friend and only brother still at Hogwarts. This was Ron, Hermonie and Harry's last year; Ginny had wondered what she would do without them when they graduated. Now she knew, be terribly, completely lonely.
Hermonie and Ron had started going out two months ago, they were not usually so blatant about their affection for one another but of all the Gryffyndors, only Ron, Hermonie, Harry and of course, Ginny, had stayed over Christmas break. Ginny had wanted to go home but the Dark Lord was on the rise and had a huge network of underground spies, so Mister and Mrs. Weasly had thought it safer at Hogwarts.
Now Hermonie seemed to have time for only Ron and her schoolwork and Ron for only Hermonie and a little bit of his assignments. Harry was always at Quidditch practice and between that and homework he was planning Quidditch plays.
Harry stood up, saying loudly, "Right then, I'll just go up to bed." Ron and Hermonie happily continued on with their snogging, oblivious to anybody else in the world. "Oi! Ron!"
Ron and Hermonie jolted, and Ron looked up. "Good idea, you go to bed to Ginny." Ginny blew air out of her nostrils impatiently. "Ron, I'm 16 years old!" However, Ron wasn't listening, he had gone back to snogging with Hermonie.
Ginny quietly slipped out of the portrait hole, unnoticed by anyone. 'Guess I'll go to the library and do some research for the paper on aging potions for Snape.' Ginny thought morosely to herself. She shivered slightly in the cool air of the castle and glanced out one of the windows.
The grounds were all covered in snow, the trees drooped under its weight, as if burdened by the knowledge of the goings on of the mortal world. Ginny thought she saw movement under a particularly large oak tree but shrugged it off, probably just Crookshanks. I wonder what Sirius and Professor Lupin are doing right now? Ginny wondered. She had heard Hermonie, Harry and Ron talking about them. They were going on a 'secret mission.' Sirius's name had been cleared almost a year ago since Peter had been found dead in the Hogwarts' owlery. They had given Sirius Verataserum, a very strong truth potion and he had been free. Now both Sirius and Lupin were working undercover for Dumbledore.
The door to the library was surprisingly open when Ginny found it, she had expected it to be closed, Madame Pince wasn't ever up this late. Ginny tiptoed into the library, peering around the tall bookshelves at the eerie blue light from someone's wand.
"Malfoy?" Ginny gasped, "What are you doing here?" Draco Malfoy looked up at her, obviously annoyed. His pale hair wasn't slicked back as usual but messy and falling over his eyes. He shook it out of the way, although it fell right back. 'Oh my. Draco Malfoy is a. a.' Ginny tried to think of a word that deserved the honor of describing him.
Malfoy smirked up at her, "What's the matter Weasly? Never seen the restricted section before?" He laughed outright as Ginny looked wildly around, her emerald eyes widening in horror. "Were not aloud to be in here." She hissed.
"I know you stupid prat, why do you think I came here at night?" Draco sighed and got up, putting the book he had been looking at back in its place. Ginny frowned up at him; he was almost a head taller then her. She only came up to his chin.
He turned and ran his hands along the books, obviously looking for something. "Now go away Weasly, I can't be bothered with you right now."
"What are you looking for?" Ginny asked suspiciously. Draco sighed impatiently, not taking his eyes off the books. "I don't know why I would tell you."
"Because I have no one else to tell," Ginny said softly, "Ron and Hermonie don't pay any attention to me and Harry still thinks I like him." Draco shot her a withering glance. "Are you lonely? Not even your brother and a stupid mudblood will talk to you?" Ginny took a step forward and raised her hand to slap Malfoy across the face. He caught her wrist easily and twisted it aside.
"Out of character for you Weasly." Draco noted calmly, he was still holding her wrist and he pulled her along as he looked for the right book. "I'm looking for a book for my father." He said. "Darkness knows why I'm telling you, it is something to use on- well- I can't tell even someone as socially inept as you that."
Suddenly he let go of her wrist. "This is it," he pulled a huge book of the shelf, the top of the cover wad black and it faded slowly into white at the very bottom. Draco opened the book. "Dark to light," Ginny swore, "What do you think your doing?" A strange look had come over Draco's face. "Malfoy?" Ginny hissed urgently, he showed no sign of hearing her. "Draco, what is it?"
"Shhhh. Ginny, someone's coming." And Ginny heard footsteps. "Wait, did you just call me Ginny?"
"Yes, you called me Draco."
"So I did, Draco." Ginny tried out the feel of his name on her tongue, she liked it. "I wonder what has come over him?' She wondered.
Draco, holding his lit wand in one hand, pushed Ginny behind him with the other. He stood in front of her protectively as the footsteps neared.
*~*~* Well, did you like it? There will be MUCH more fluff later on, and I promise to update often if I get enough reviews. Also, if there is anything I need to fix please tell me, or anything confusing. I know I spelled some of the names wrong but I don't have my books with me. Please review!
~DracosPrincess
Disclaimer for the WHOLE story- EVERYONE knows I am not J.K. Rowling so. I own the plot but not Harry Potter etc.
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Ginny looked across the tangled mass of bodies that was Hermonie and Ron, at Harry. Harry gagged and pretended to fall to the floor, holding his stomach as if he were going to be sick.
Ginny smiled weakly at him and nodded, glancing at her best friend and only brother still at Hogwarts. This was Ron, Hermonie and Harry's last year; Ginny had wondered what she would do without them when they graduated. Now she knew, be terribly, completely lonely.
Hermonie and Ron had started going out two months ago, they were not usually so blatant about their affection for one another but of all the Gryffyndors, only Ron, Hermonie, Harry and of course, Ginny, had stayed over Christmas break. Ginny had wanted to go home but the Dark Lord was on the rise and had a huge network of underground spies, so Mister and Mrs. Weasly had thought it safer at Hogwarts.
Now Hermonie seemed to have time for only Ron and her schoolwork and Ron for only Hermonie and a little bit of his assignments. Harry was always at Quidditch practice and between that and homework he was planning Quidditch plays.
Harry stood up, saying loudly, "Right then, I'll just go up to bed." Ron and Hermonie happily continued on with their snogging, oblivious to anybody else in the world. "Oi! Ron!"
Ron and Hermonie jolted, and Ron looked up. "Good idea, you go to bed to Ginny." Ginny blew air out of her nostrils impatiently. "Ron, I'm 16 years old!" However, Ron wasn't listening, he had gone back to snogging with Hermonie.
Ginny quietly slipped out of the portrait hole, unnoticed by anyone. 'Guess I'll go to the library and do some research for the paper on aging potions for Snape.' Ginny thought morosely to herself. She shivered slightly in the cool air of the castle and glanced out one of the windows.
The grounds were all covered in snow, the trees drooped under its weight, as if burdened by the knowledge of the goings on of the mortal world. Ginny thought she saw movement under a particularly large oak tree but shrugged it off, probably just Crookshanks. I wonder what Sirius and Professor Lupin are doing right now? Ginny wondered. She had heard Hermonie, Harry and Ron talking about them. They were going on a 'secret mission.' Sirius's name had been cleared almost a year ago since Peter had been found dead in the Hogwarts' owlery. They had given Sirius Verataserum, a very strong truth potion and he had been free. Now both Sirius and Lupin were working undercover for Dumbledore.
The door to the library was surprisingly open when Ginny found it, she had expected it to be closed, Madame Pince wasn't ever up this late. Ginny tiptoed into the library, peering around the tall bookshelves at the eerie blue light from someone's wand.
"Malfoy?" Ginny gasped, "What are you doing here?" Draco Malfoy looked up at her, obviously annoyed. His pale hair wasn't slicked back as usual but messy and falling over his eyes. He shook it out of the way, although it fell right back. 'Oh my. Draco Malfoy is a. a.' Ginny tried to think of a word that deserved the honor of describing him.
Malfoy smirked up at her, "What's the matter Weasly? Never seen the restricted section before?" He laughed outright as Ginny looked wildly around, her emerald eyes widening in horror. "Were not aloud to be in here." She hissed.
"I know you stupid prat, why do you think I came here at night?" Draco sighed and got up, putting the book he had been looking at back in its place. Ginny frowned up at him; he was almost a head taller then her. She only came up to his chin.
He turned and ran his hands along the books, obviously looking for something. "Now go away Weasly, I can't be bothered with you right now."
"What are you looking for?" Ginny asked suspiciously. Draco sighed impatiently, not taking his eyes off the books. "I don't know why I would tell you."
"Because I have no one else to tell," Ginny said softly, "Ron and Hermonie don't pay any attention to me and Harry still thinks I like him." Draco shot her a withering glance. "Are you lonely? Not even your brother and a stupid mudblood will talk to you?" Ginny took a step forward and raised her hand to slap Malfoy across the face. He caught her wrist easily and twisted it aside.
"Out of character for you Weasly." Draco noted calmly, he was still holding her wrist and he pulled her along as he looked for the right book. "I'm looking for a book for my father." He said. "Darkness knows why I'm telling you, it is something to use on- well- I can't tell even someone as socially inept as you that."
Suddenly he let go of her wrist. "This is it," he pulled a huge book of the shelf, the top of the cover wad black and it faded slowly into white at the very bottom. Draco opened the book. "Dark to light," Ginny swore, "What do you think your doing?" A strange look had come over Draco's face. "Malfoy?" Ginny hissed urgently, he showed no sign of hearing her. "Draco, what is it?"
"Shhhh. Ginny, someone's coming." And Ginny heard footsteps. "Wait, did you just call me Ginny?"
"Yes, you called me Draco."
"So I did, Draco." Ginny tried out the feel of his name on her tongue, she liked it. "I wonder what has come over him?' She wondered.
Draco, holding his lit wand in one hand, pushed Ginny behind him with the other. He stood in front of her protectively as the footsteps neared.
*~*~* Well, did you like it? There will be MUCH more fluff later on, and I promise to update often if I get enough reviews. Also, if there is anything I need to fix please tell me, or anything confusing. I know I spelled some of the names wrong but I don't have my books with me. Please review!
~DracosPrincess