Coming of Age (Placer Title)

Ch. 2 The Fight

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling is the giver of life to Harry Potter, which means she will always have a place in my heart. ;-) So it goes to show that Harry and The Gang belongs to her and stuff. The made-up characters made along the way are mine though... and since all the characters that I create are also beautiful (glares at those that don't think so, like a lioness to those threatening her cubs) I will hold a place in my heart. LOL. :-P hehehehe. Well anyways.... Let the Reading Begin!

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Draco Malfoy and his two minions stalked the aisle of the train. He liked to see all the students part like they were the river Nile and he was Moses. He liked it even more when the first years learned how to do it for the first time. Walking taller, he heard Crabbe and Goyle snickering behind him. They too liked it when they were treated special like. Draco's eyes caught the second year that didn't at all look bad in the Hogwart's Standard Black Robes. She saw him looking and was trapped in his eyes, darkly fascinated. Draco's lips tilted up and he winked at her. An audible gasp was heard and his eyes turned away as if bored and a smirk was plastered on his face. Keeping his pace even, he looked around the dining/lounging cabin that he found himself at and saw a red and one black head. The Black-haired head in particular had his head on his hands and the Red was going on about Firebolts. If it was at all possible, Draco's lips got even more smirk-like.

Strolling arrogantly, he decided to burst their little party.

"Hey Scar-boy, Weasel."

Ron's head shot up and his body got ready to lunge at Draco. Harry's hand on Ron's shoulders stopped him bodily, but not his mouth.

"You shut-up Malfoy, or you're going to get what you're asking for!" Ron's face turned a molted red, being disrupted a second time with his tirade on Firebolts to be interrupted by the arrogant Malfoy was almost the last straw for him.

Draco rolled his eyes at the poorly thrown retort and stared at Harry. "So you've taken up on hiding behind a Weasley, eh Potter? The last time that happened, someone died." Draco's hidden conscience cringed but its been under lock, bolt and key for years that any shriek heard from that forgotten emotion was muted. With that one statement, everyone else in the room quieted and froze. Harry's eyes flashed a green warning before he jumped on Draco's neck.

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Virginia and Hermione were just talking about what's going to be in Potions this year when they saw many people running on the aisles, passing their doorway. A brief questioning look, a distinct thud of a fallen body and Virginia and Hermione took off.

Being smaller of the two, Ginny wasn't able to push people around like Hermione so she remained behind. Fight Fight Fight was chanted, a feeling of primitive frenzy was in the air. The Prefects Cabins were on the other end of the train so everyone knew that this was going to take awhile. More shouting and a distinct sound of flesh hitting flesh made Ginny rush Hermione to get ahead. Ginny heard Hermione gasp and saw her take out her wand. Ginny did the same.

"Harry Potter! Draco Malfoy! Stop right now!" At the mention of Harry, Ginny's eyes widened. Harry's in a fight! Oh my love! oh must help! She pushed Hermione out of the way. Hermione tripped and fell on Harry and had pulled him away with her momentum. Ginny, seeing Hermione handling the situation from that side and seeing Ron just egging the fight on and keeping Crabbe and Goyle busy, fell on the already fallen Draco Malfoy. Her hands on his shoulders and her upper body on his, she tried to hold him down long enough to enable Hermione to calm down her brother and Harry. Because of her brother, she held him longer than was intended. Ginny looked down to see the dazed look in his blue-gray eyes. He was obviously been hit, but seeing that Harry was also in the same state as him Ginny didn't feel any sympathy. For a brief instant though, as she looked down at him, she had the urge to ask him if he was ok. With that thought, her eyes widened. Mentally shaking her head, she instead decided to give him a piece of her mind. He was, after all in such a submissive position, she just couldn't resist. With a glint of her eyes, let out her wrath.

"Aww look at you! You're bleeding! oh poor, poor Malfoy. Got punched by Harry Potter! Whatever shall he do now? Mess with Ron? oh...but look! Crabbe and Goyle got a piece from him alone! I guess this goes to show that no one should be messing with the dreaded, bad rich Malfoy! You'll end up on your back! oh no wait... isn't that the other way around?" with this last statement, Ginny lifted her hand from his (strong, wide) shoulders and flicked a strand of silvery blonde from his brow with the evil smile still intact on her face.

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Draco looked up and saw the warmest eyes imaginable and watched them turn menacing. It was the sexiest thing he ever saw. As she leaned down to look into his eyes, he couldn't help but notice the vibrant scarlet red fall around his face and frame hers. Lush lips, glossy lips. Dainty nose, dusted lightly with freckles. A graceful long neck that held up the beautiful sweet face. And he couldn't speak.

Virginia stayed there waiting for him to say something. Anything. She decided to beat him to it.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" With 5 brothers, it was no surprise that she could hold her own.

Draco, finally waking up from his reverie, noticed the hands on his shoulders and the chest on his chest. Tilting his lips up, he looked right back into Ginny's eyes. He watched as her eyes drew to his lips. His tongue darted out to moisten them a bit. Her eyes widened and he couldn't miss the heartbeat that sped up against his own beating muscle and the audible gulp. Not really noting that he was flirting he spoke.

"If you're the cat, I wouldn't mind you having it." With that he pulled his head up and touched his lips to hers.

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Virginia jumped up and lifted a hand to her hair, sweeping it back. Robes and rustling behind her made her aware how long she was with him down there. They surrounded them and yet they hadn't seen anything. She reasoned it was just a peck and it was fast. She risked a look down and saw him take his left arm and lift it up, slowly, and in the sexiest way possible, wipe the blood that had slowly fell from his lips. His eyes bore in to hers making her forget time again. Those intense blue gray eyes had a way to trap and hold the person looking into them, enthralled. The smirk that fell back into his face threw her off and made her want to say something but the late attendance of the soon-to-be prefects halted any sarcasm-dripped retort she had ready in the back of her throat.

Draco, who was leaning on his elbows to keep him up after she left him, got up and took his hand to sweep it off his forehead. For the first time he didn't calculate the amount of girls that watched that particular action. All his attention was to, what he just found out, Virginia Weasley. The grown up one. His eyes riveted to her lips didn't notice the other Prefects that had entered the cabin.

Virginia however was still fuming. Draco kissed her! Her first kiss was for Harry! That lightning feeling, the brief white-hot electric flash was reserved for Harry! Not the Malfoy that had loved to make her first three years at Hogwart's horrible! All her emotions boiled up to the steaming point. Confusion, first taste of a kiss, unexpected feelings, and the staring of everyone pushed her over.

Draco got a brief glimpse of fury in her eyes as a warning.

Everyone gasped. Even the Prefects stopped. Draco's head was faced to the right, a quickly but noticeably red mark on his face indicated the quite loud slap that was served to him. Hermione stopped fusing and lecturing Harry and Ron, Ron stopped complaining, and Harry stood there, with his glasses askew.

Virginia couldn't believe she just did that. She quickly brought her hand to her lips and also gasped. Her eyes widened when she noticed the mark she made on him. She stepped up one but took two back when Draco snapped his head back to see him burn his eyes right into hers. She watched as his shoulders tensed up and when his hands clenched into a fist. And then he spoke.

"Run, Ginny."

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Draco watched as she ran back to her cabin, red hair trailing behind her like brushfire. Within half-hour, he had been hit by Potter and got slapped by the Weasley girl. And within that half-hour, he felt attraction for that girl and kissed her. If it wasn't for that fact she jumped off him, Draco would have found her in her arms, kissing her still. The slap had only increased it and almost had him pushing that chit up against the wall and give her what her lips were begging him to do: to be kissed senseless. He stared at the aisle that Virginia Weasley exited from and stood there, contemplating whether to follow and see what exactly had happened on the floor.

Murmurs around him and a nudge to his side by Crabbe made him aware of the Prefect that was studying him oddly, as if having asked a question and had been waiting quite awhile for the answer. Shaking himself, Draco pulled himself from his thoughts.

"What was that again?" Draco found his voice coming out raspier and inwardly cringed.

" I had asked what happened here, Malfoy." The Prefect was exasperated, having to repeat himself.

Draco looked at Potter, Granger, and the other Weasley. Potter looked shamefaced. Draco knew he thought he was going to turn the scarface in. Draco smirked and watched as Potter and Hermione tense their shoulders. Ron however was looking at his fist, grinning at Crabbe. Draco took a look at Crabbe and Goyle, noticing the beginning swelling at one side of Crabbe's cheek. He looked up at the Prefect and smile the innocent smile.

"Oh here? Nothing happened! I slipped... and fell. You know Harry, He is always helping us Slytherins." Draco could've sworn he heard Potter choke on that one and had the boy, Weasley, been walking he would have just tripped on his own feet.

The Prefect did a double take and looked at Harry, asking for confirmation. Harry looked at Draco and.... nodded. The Prefect shook his head.

"Well, Everyone, we will be in Hogwart's in a few minutes so everyone to their cabin! Now go!"

With that a cloud of black robes ran to their place, a furious whispering that always followed the Potter vs. Malfoy incidents.

Draco surprised himself by nodding at Potter and covered it up with a smirk. Harry looked at him weirdly even with the regular smirk but Ron, the predictable one, fumed at it. Crabbe and Goyle stepped up ready for a fight but Draco, surprising himself even more, decided to return to his own cabin.

" Come on Crabbe and Goyle. Red, Scar-boy, and ex bucktooth aren't worth our time." With that Draco left them. The usual amount of bile he dripped on those words weren't there. But it serviced and he saw Hermione reach for her wand. But before she could finish her hex, he had already left the cabin.

No one noticed the fifth year, engrossed in the Witch's Teen Magazine, who had all but ignored the little squabble.

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a/n: I know there hasn't been any action... like real action... like plot-like action but I'm still trying to get the bases covered to set it all up... so... the first three chaps are just the bases... and after that...homerun? haha well we'll see. LOL. Hmm also review and stuff... should I mention I put up chapters faster when I'm loved...lol and oh yeah... if you notice any mistakes do tell. I don't mind. I'm not that informed on Hogwart's Rules and Regulations on Prefects and stuff... I'm more of a character building person. If you guys have any ideas where I should take this or WHERE you like me to take this... I might consider it...So yeah... did I forget something? I'll remember it later.