She only stared at her sneakers. How did things ever get so out of hand anyway?
Ginny looked up and looked at Draco. His blond hair was filthy and stuck to his head. Every feature of his face was some how flawed. She felt the gentle sting of guilt plant itself in her stomach. The worst thing however was his expression underneath the bruises. Hurt. Maybe even shame. And she could tell that her expression was like a mirror.
Ron was screaming his fool head off and Dumbledore only told him to meet him in his office and ushered her brother out the door of the hospital wing. The wise professor glanced at them, scanning each wound expression and feature on both of their faces in turn. He sighed and shook his head. "We find ourselves in a bit of a predicament." He announced.
Her cheeks burned with utter shame. She was caught and now she was being sentenced.
"It was my-" she started only to have it echoed simultaneously by a male voice. Draco. "… fault." She whispered with far less bravado.
If his back had been facing him she was sure the old coot's eyes were twinkling in that odd mischievous nature of his.
"Hmmm." she heard from him as he closed a curtain around the three of them and dismissing a house mate of Draco's.
"Ginny, Draco… this is most troubling. You both have NEVER had a FIGHT on your records! This is extremely difficult." He said not looking at them. For once he was acting like a professor and not some rouge Grandfather that was saddled with children.
Neither of them spoke and a lump formed in her throat. 'I will not cry. I will not cry… I WILL NOT CRY!' she thought. Closing her eyes she listened as Dumbledore deducted twenty points from each house for fighting.
"Now, I will go talk to Poppy." He said slipping behind the curtains and heading for the nurses station.
"…I'm… I'm sorry." She heard and then a loud intake of breath. Opening her eyes she saw him look at her. She watched as a single tear slid over his tightly scrunched eye and slowly slid down the side of his face.
"I'm sorry too." She whispered.
The silence lay there and she thought she had gone deaf when his voiced whispered her name.
"What?" She asked.
"Can, you know, can we pretend that this never happened?" He asked.
"No." She said. And sighed. "But, we can forgive each other." She said.
"You've been forgiven since I kissed you." He whispered bitterly.
"… You're forgiven for that too." when she saw this she noticed him flinch. He had to have been in some pain his face was so covered with purple blotches that she barely saw any of his normally pale skin.
Dumbledore came in, a beaker of a glowing ooze in his hand and the nurse fallowed behind.
The ooze was a poltice which the evil hag slapped on their faces with as much fanesse as heard of elephants.
"Ow. That hurts you know!" Draco said glaring at the woman who was slapping the stuff on with her fingers.
"Stop whining Draco." Ginny said and looked at her shoe.
"When I get my hands on some wet set fireworks you'd better watch out!" Draco said venomously at the poor nurse who only raised an eyebrow.
"How many do you need?" Ginny asked with a grin. It wasn't a secret that her brothers not only made the most entertaining tricks but owned their own shop.
"Only a half a dozen or so. I'd shove so far up her-" He was stopped when she shoved a hand full of the goo in his mouth.
Ginny only laugh at his hopeless expression of utter disgust.
"Oh, Draco, you are amusing. Now, I must go. Catch ya around sometime." She said with a wink and dived off of the table and into the hall as she peeled the junk off of her face.
The nurse let out a giggle.
"What the hell are you laughing at?" He asked miffed.
She only laughed harder and left the room and turned of the lights leaving the room dark. Draco didn't realize that his teeth were glowing in the dark.
Exhausted, he only lay back and fell asleep on the hospital cot.
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Chapter 7...wow!
Ginny looked up and looked at Draco. His blond hair was filthy and stuck to his head. Every feature of his face was some how flawed. She felt the gentle sting of guilt plant itself in her stomach. The worst thing however was his expression underneath the bruises. Hurt. Maybe even shame. And she could tell that her expression was like a mirror.
Ron was screaming his fool head off and Dumbledore only told him to meet him in his office and ushered her brother out the door of the hospital wing. The wise professor glanced at them, scanning each wound expression and feature on both of their faces in turn. He sighed and shook his head. "We find ourselves in a bit of a predicament." He announced.
Her cheeks burned with utter shame. She was caught and now she was being sentenced.
"It was my-" she started only to have it echoed simultaneously by a male voice. Draco. "… fault." She whispered with far less bravado.
If his back had been facing him she was sure the old coot's eyes were twinkling in that odd mischievous nature of his.
"Hmmm." she heard from him as he closed a curtain around the three of them and dismissing a house mate of Draco's.
"Ginny, Draco… this is most troubling. You both have NEVER had a FIGHT on your records! This is extremely difficult." He said not looking at them. For once he was acting like a professor and not some rouge Grandfather that was saddled with children.
Neither of them spoke and a lump formed in her throat. 'I will not cry. I will not cry… I WILL NOT CRY!' she thought. Closing her eyes she listened as Dumbledore deducted twenty points from each house for fighting.
"Now, I will go talk to Poppy." He said slipping behind the curtains and heading for the nurses station.
"…I'm… I'm sorry." She heard and then a loud intake of breath. Opening her eyes she saw him look at her. She watched as a single tear slid over his tightly scrunched eye and slowly slid down the side of his face.
"I'm sorry too." She whispered.
The silence lay there and she thought she had gone deaf when his voiced whispered her name.
"What?" She asked.
"Can, you know, can we pretend that this never happened?" He asked.
"No." She said. And sighed. "But, we can forgive each other." She said.
"You've been forgiven since I kissed you." He whispered bitterly.
"… You're forgiven for that too." when she saw this she noticed him flinch. He had to have been in some pain his face was so covered with purple blotches that she barely saw any of his normally pale skin.
Dumbledore came in, a beaker of a glowing ooze in his hand and the nurse fallowed behind.
The ooze was a poltice which the evil hag slapped on their faces with as much fanesse as heard of elephants.
"Ow. That hurts you know!" Draco said glaring at the woman who was slapping the stuff on with her fingers.
"Stop whining Draco." Ginny said and looked at her shoe.
"When I get my hands on some wet set fireworks you'd better watch out!" Draco said venomously at the poor nurse who only raised an eyebrow.
"How many do you need?" Ginny asked with a grin. It wasn't a secret that her brothers not only made the most entertaining tricks but owned their own shop.
"Only a half a dozen or so. I'd shove so far up her-" He was stopped when she shoved a hand full of the goo in his mouth.
Ginny only laugh at his hopeless expression of utter disgust.
"Oh, Draco, you are amusing. Now, I must go. Catch ya around sometime." She said with a wink and dived off of the table and into the hall as she peeled the junk off of her face.
The nurse let out a giggle.
"What the hell are you laughing at?" He asked miffed.
She only laughed harder and left the room and turned of the lights leaving the room dark. Draco didn't realize that his teeth were glowing in the dark.
Exhausted, he only lay back and fell asleep on the hospital cot.
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Chapter 7...wow!