Author: Diamond Tears
Feedback: Please!!!
Rating: PG right now
Pairing: Draco/Ginny *sigh*
Disclaimer: As much as I wished for my Hogwarts Letter, it never came...
J. K. Rowling owns all, 'cept my plot...
yes, she even owns Draco... :(
*cough*GO HERE!!!!*cough* http://groups.yahoo.com/group/draco_ginny/
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"So are we really gonna chance it, Malfoy? We could get expelled."
"No one is gonna catch us, it'll be fun."
"C'mon Goyle, it'll be great."
"Oh fine, but let's not talk about it here."
"Yeah, whatever. You two had better get back to class." Draco sounded bored.
Ginny listened to the smooth sound of his voice, her quill still moving across the page. She had seen them come into the library, and run off to hide in the back, talking about their plans for Halloween. Malfoy had swept past her, Crabbe and Goyle following him closely. Ginny hadn't thought of him in days, she hadn't spoken to him in weeks. After she had given him the drawing and the note he had almost avoided her in the halls. Of course he wasn't obvious about it, he couldn't be, it would tarnish his reputation. And after all, what was a Malfoy without a reputation?
"Hey weasel." Draco slid into the chair beside her.
"Hello Draco."
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm studying. Not everyone comes here to plan schemes that could get them expelled."
"Don't impersonate Granger, it isn't attractive." Draco picked up her textbook, "Muggle Studies. Hated this class."
Ginny shook herself mentally, still reeling from the first comment. "I like Potions better."
"That because you don't have Snape." Draco's voice held an edge of disdain.
"True, I hated potions my first two years."
Draco tossed the book back onto the table and Ginny set down her quill so she could flip back to the page she wanted. Draco amused himself by looking through the rest of her books. Her potions, herbology, transfiguration and DADA books ended up spread out on the table, the last one hitting her ink bottle which spilled all over the table.
"Draco!"
"Shh, this is a library."
Ginny gave him a look that could have killed him on the spot. "Why are you here?"
"To bother you, why else?"
"I really need to finish this and Elani will be here any minute."
"Are you saying I should leave?"
Ginny sighed, "Not if you don't have class."
Draco stared at her for a moment, as if trying to figure out what she was really saying. Ginny turned back to her work, trying to ignore him. He smirked, then changed the subject.
"I like Elani."
"You scared her, the first time you met her."
"I'm a Malfoy, I'm scary."
"Yeah, as well as selfish, and mischievous."
"You forgot that I'm a prefect." He sounded as if he was smiling. "And handsome, smart and funny."
"Your not being funny."
"I'm not trying."
Ginny looked up. Draco was staring away from her, his fingers tracing patterns on the table top. His hair was smooth, brushing his cheek, no longer slicked back against his head. Ginny's hands itched for her sketch book, safely tucked in the drawer of her night stand. She wished she had brought it with her. She dipped her quill back into the ink bottle, shaking her head as she found that it was almost empty, the ink having just spent it's last moments on the table top.
"Hey Ginny." Elani was standing across the table from them.
Ginny smiled, "Hey Elani."
Elani waved, "Hey Draco."
"Hey Elani." He smirked.
Elani sat down, setting her books on the table as Draco stood up and grabbed his book bag. Running his hand through his hair he started to walk away. Then he stopped, turning. Ginny watched as he tossed something towards them. Ginny caught it in her hand and studied it. It was an ink bottle. Then he was gone.
"He's sweet."
Ginny jumped at the sound of Elani's voice, "What? Oh please, he's a prat."
"He's nothing but nice to me."
"You talk to him?" Ginny studied her piece of parchment.
"All the time."
Ginny looked up, "What about?"
Elani opened her book and began reading, "You, mostly."
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A/N: I'm sorry this chapter took so long!!! I'm back on track, though, so the next one will be here soon. :)
This one is short, short, short, but pretty important, the next one will be Halloween and it's a longer one... :) YAY!!
"Gimme an R-E-V-I-E-W!! What's that spell?? REVIEW!!" -- Cheerleader!Diamond Tears
Feedback: Please!!!
Rating: PG right now
Pairing: Draco/Ginny *sigh*
Disclaimer: As much as I wished for my Hogwarts Letter, it never came...
J. K. Rowling owns all, 'cept my plot...
yes, she even owns Draco... :(
*cough*GO HERE!!!!*cough* http://groups.yahoo.com/group/draco_ginny/
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"So are we really gonna chance it, Malfoy? We could get expelled."
"No one is gonna catch us, it'll be fun."
"C'mon Goyle, it'll be great."
"Oh fine, but let's not talk about it here."
"Yeah, whatever. You two had better get back to class." Draco sounded bored.
Ginny listened to the smooth sound of his voice, her quill still moving across the page. She had seen them come into the library, and run off to hide in the back, talking about their plans for Halloween. Malfoy had swept past her, Crabbe and Goyle following him closely. Ginny hadn't thought of him in days, she hadn't spoken to him in weeks. After she had given him the drawing and the note he had almost avoided her in the halls. Of course he wasn't obvious about it, he couldn't be, it would tarnish his reputation. And after all, what was a Malfoy without a reputation?
"Hey weasel." Draco slid into the chair beside her.
"Hello Draco."
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm studying. Not everyone comes here to plan schemes that could get them expelled."
"Don't impersonate Granger, it isn't attractive." Draco picked up her textbook, "Muggle Studies. Hated this class."
Ginny shook herself mentally, still reeling from the first comment. "I like Potions better."
"That because you don't have Snape." Draco's voice held an edge of disdain.
"True, I hated potions my first two years."
Draco tossed the book back onto the table and Ginny set down her quill so she could flip back to the page she wanted. Draco amused himself by looking through the rest of her books. Her potions, herbology, transfiguration and DADA books ended up spread out on the table, the last one hitting her ink bottle which spilled all over the table.
"Draco!"
"Shh, this is a library."
Ginny gave him a look that could have killed him on the spot. "Why are you here?"
"To bother you, why else?"
"I really need to finish this and Elani will be here any minute."
"Are you saying I should leave?"
Ginny sighed, "Not if you don't have class."
Draco stared at her for a moment, as if trying to figure out what she was really saying. Ginny turned back to her work, trying to ignore him. He smirked, then changed the subject.
"I like Elani."
"You scared her, the first time you met her."
"I'm a Malfoy, I'm scary."
"Yeah, as well as selfish, and mischievous."
"You forgot that I'm a prefect." He sounded as if he was smiling. "And handsome, smart and funny."
"Your not being funny."
"I'm not trying."
Ginny looked up. Draco was staring away from her, his fingers tracing patterns on the table top. His hair was smooth, brushing his cheek, no longer slicked back against his head. Ginny's hands itched for her sketch book, safely tucked in the drawer of her night stand. She wished she had brought it with her. She dipped her quill back into the ink bottle, shaking her head as she found that it was almost empty, the ink having just spent it's last moments on the table top.
"Hey Ginny." Elani was standing across the table from them.
Ginny smiled, "Hey Elani."
Elani waved, "Hey Draco."
"Hey Elani." He smirked.
Elani sat down, setting her books on the table as Draco stood up and grabbed his book bag. Running his hand through his hair he started to walk away. Then he stopped, turning. Ginny watched as he tossed something towards them. Ginny caught it in her hand and studied it. It was an ink bottle. Then he was gone.
"He's sweet."
Ginny jumped at the sound of Elani's voice, "What? Oh please, he's a prat."
"He's nothing but nice to me."
"You talk to him?" Ginny studied her piece of parchment.
"All the time."
Ginny looked up, "What about?"
Elani opened her book and began reading, "You, mostly."
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A/N: I'm sorry this chapter took so long!!! I'm back on track, though, so the next one will be here soon. :)
This one is short, short, short, but pretty important, the next one will be Halloween and it's a longer one... :) YAY!!
"Gimme an R-E-V-I-E-W!! What's that spell?? REVIEW!!" -- Cheerleader!Diamond Tears