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... :(
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/draco_ginny/
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The smile that played at the edge of his lips was like a little bomb waiting to explode.
Draco Malfoy didn't smile. He smirked, yes, he had even perfected his evil grin. But he
didn't smile. It was a personal pact. So he was fighting to keep the line of his lips straight.
From across the hallway she saw it and smiled. It happened every time she saw him in
the halls. He would look at her until he couldn't control the urge to smile and he'd turn
away, coughing into his hand. She would smile, looking down at her shoes until she felt
his eyes on her again.
Then she would look up.
And her heart would soar. She was soaring right now. His eyes were locked on hers and
the whole world was falling away.
But then he turned away and started down the stairs to the dungeon. Ginny watched
the back of his blond head until he was swallowed up in the darkness. Then she turned
and headed into towards her dorm room.
She climbed the stairs and flopped down on her bed, using her wand to close the
curtains. She reached into her bag and pulled out the light blue sketchbook. She
flipped through the pages until she came to a sketch that she'd been working on for
nearly a week. Since he kissed her.
She had sketched the room exactly as she remembered it. Large and almost bare.
Stone fireplace. Draco. Something was missing from the picture. She couldn't put her
finger on what that something was. She stared at it for a few moments before turning to
a fresh page.
She rested her chin in one hand and began drawing with the other. She drew the
straight line of his jaw, the curve of his hand against his mouth. She drew his eyebrows
peaking out from under his hair, his eyes fixed on the floor. The drape of his robes
against his straight shoulder. The tiny corner of his mouth that was creeping up on his
cheek. The warm creases that formed around his eyes.
The curtains around her bed flew open and light poured in. Ginny jumped and
snapped the book shut. Elani was standing beside her bed, a ribbon of a smile on her
face. Ginny sat and carefully placed her book back into her bag. She waited for Elani
to explain herself. She didn't have to wait long.
"They're picking the Quidditch Captains!" She squealed.
Ginny jumped up, "I completely forgot! C'mon!"
They raced out of the dorm and through the common room. They ran down the stairs
and made their way to the Great Hall. Students were still pouring into the room, and,
flushed from running, Ginny and Elani sat down across from Ron and Harry. Heromine,
like Draco and the rest of the prefects, was standing at the head of the table finally
looking pleased about Quidditch. She was wearing a little pin that flashed "Harry Potter
for Quidditch Captain!"
Dumbledore stood up and tapped his wand on the side of his glass. The students went
silent as they finished taking their seats. The entire Great Hall was waiting for
Dumbledore to speak. The silence was deafening as the Prefects turned to face the
headmaster.
"Students, you'll be choosing the members of your Quidditch team."
The tables were suddenly lined with pieces of parchment. Each student looked down at
their own sheet. Ginny watched as the words appeared slowly.
Beater 1:
Beater 2:
Chaser 1:
Chaser 2:
Chaser 3:
Keeper:
Seeker:
Team Captain:
Quills in tiny ink wells appeared beside the papers. Ginny took hers, stealing a quick
glance at Draco. He was standing still, his hands at his sides, chin lifted slightly. His blond
hair was smooth, swept back over his ears. He was smirking slightly, knowing for certain
he would be leading the Slytherin Team.
Ginny looked down, fighting the urge to grin. As soon as she finished writing a name it
sank into the page and the sheet looked strangely clean. Ginny shook off memories of
Tom Riddle and her horrible first year. She finished up with Harry Potter's name in the
'Team Captain' slot and set her quill down.
The Prefects were carefully writing down their votes and Draco was staring down at his
paper, concentrating on the movement of his quill. Hermione was finished, her hands
folded carefully in front of her. Students began to clear their throats and shuffle their
feet under the table. The remaining students finished and the prefects walked down the
sides of their tables, collecting the pieces of parchment.
As Dumbledore began to announce the votes Ginny stole several glances at Draco,
meeting his eyes twice before he looked up at one of the Great Hall's windows. Ginny
looked up, her eyes following his. A tiny owl was perched on the handle of the window,
cooing softly. Ginny looked back at her hands, clasped in her lap. Then she raised her
eyes to meet Draco's. He raised his eyebrows slightly and turned away.
Ginny tried to concentrate on who was making the Slytherin team. A cheer went up as
Draco's name was called.
Draco and Harry would be matched against each other again.
Both as Seekers and Team Captains.
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Boost my ego... hit the pretty little button...
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... :(
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/draco_ginny/
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The smile that played at the edge of his lips was like a little bomb waiting to explode.
Draco Malfoy didn't smile. He smirked, yes, he had even perfected his evil grin. But he
didn't smile. It was a personal pact. So he was fighting to keep the line of his lips straight.
From across the hallway she saw it and smiled. It happened every time she saw him in
the halls. He would look at her until he couldn't control the urge to smile and he'd turn
away, coughing into his hand. She would smile, looking down at her shoes until she felt
his eyes on her again.
Then she would look up.
And her heart would soar. She was soaring right now. His eyes were locked on hers and
the whole world was falling away.
But then he turned away and started down the stairs to the dungeon. Ginny watched
the back of his blond head until he was swallowed up in the darkness. Then she turned
and headed into towards her dorm room.
She climbed the stairs and flopped down on her bed, using her wand to close the
curtains. She reached into her bag and pulled out the light blue sketchbook. She
flipped through the pages until she came to a sketch that she'd been working on for
nearly a week. Since he kissed her.
She had sketched the room exactly as she remembered it. Large and almost bare.
Stone fireplace. Draco. Something was missing from the picture. She couldn't put her
finger on what that something was. She stared at it for a few moments before turning to
a fresh page.
She rested her chin in one hand and began drawing with the other. She drew the
straight line of his jaw, the curve of his hand against his mouth. She drew his eyebrows
peaking out from under his hair, his eyes fixed on the floor. The drape of his robes
against his straight shoulder. The tiny corner of his mouth that was creeping up on his
cheek. The warm creases that formed around his eyes.
The curtains around her bed flew open and light poured in. Ginny jumped and
snapped the book shut. Elani was standing beside her bed, a ribbon of a smile on her
face. Ginny sat and carefully placed her book back into her bag. She waited for Elani
to explain herself. She didn't have to wait long.
"They're picking the Quidditch Captains!" She squealed.
Ginny jumped up, "I completely forgot! C'mon!"
They raced out of the dorm and through the common room. They ran down the stairs
and made their way to the Great Hall. Students were still pouring into the room, and,
flushed from running, Ginny and Elani sat down across from Ron and Harry. Heromine,
like Draco and the rest of the prefects, was standing at the head of the table finally
looking pleased about Quidditch. She was wearing a little pin that flashed "Harry Potter
for Quidditch Captain!"
Dumbledore stood up and tapped his wand on the side of his glass. The students went
silent as they finished taking their seats. The entire Great Hall was waiting for
Dumbledore to speak. The silence was deafening as the Prefects turned to face the
headmaster.
"Students, you'll be choosing the members of your Quidditch team."
The tables were suddenly lined with pieces of parchment. Each student looked down at
their own sheet. Ginny watched as the words appeared slowly.
Beater 1:
Beater 2:
Chaser 1:
Chaser 2:
Chaser 3:
Keeper:
Seeker:
Team Captain:
Quills in tiny ink wells appeared beside the papers. Ginny took hers, stealing a quick
glance at Draco. He was standing still, his hands at his sides, chin lifted slightly. His blond
hair was smooth, swept back over his ears. He was smirking slightly, knowing for certain
he would be leading the Slytherin Team.
Ginny looked down, fighting the urge to grin. As soon as she finished writing a name it
sank into the page and the sheet looked strangely clean. Ginny shook off memories of
Tom Riddle and her horrible first year. She finished up with Harry Potter's name in the
'Team Captain' slot and set her quill down.
The Prefects were carefully writing down their votes and Draco was staring down at his
paper, concentrating on the movement of his quill. Hermione was finished, her hands
folded carefully in front of her. Students began to clear their throats and shuffle their
feet under the table. The remaining students finished and the prefects walked down the
sides of their tables, collecting the pieces of parchment.
As Dumbledore began to announce the votes Ginny stole several glances at Draco,
meeting his eyes twice before he looked up at one of the Great Hall's windows. Ginny
looked up, her eyes following his. A tiny owl was perched on the handle of the window,
cooing softly. Ginny looked back at her hands, clasped in her lap. Then she raised her
eyes to meet Draco's. He raised his eyebrows slightly and turned away.
Ginny tried to concentrate on who was making the Slytherin team. A cheer went up as
Draco's name was called.
Draco and Harry would be matched against each other again.
Both as Seekers and Team Captains.
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Boost my ego... hit the pretty little button...