A/M; Thanks for all the wonderful reviews! I thought this would be pretty boring. O yea, thanks to FreshAngelicBabe for pointing that out. I hadnn't thought of that, but now that I think of it, it all works. Ginny's 17, so she was allowed to use magic this summa. YAY!
" So, what's your name?" Alison wriggled her shoulders, as if that was seductive.
" Draco." He muttered. Why? Why did he have to sit at Weasley's table? Weasley and her stupid, bubbly, muggle friends. Not that he had had much choice. It was either sitting with them, or skipping breakfast. He was hungry.
" Ooh, that's sexy." Alison cooed. They were very annoying. Especially Lena. She kept stuttering around him, acting like a freak.
" So-so, wh-what—how old a-are y-you?" Lena stuttered.
" 18." He mumbled again.
"Oh, we just turned 17." Alison cried, as if hinting to him that he wasn't much older, so it would be alright if they dated.
" Yea? Well, I'm almost 19."he replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Alison, she was alright. She was pretty. Marie, she was ok too. But, he absolutely detested Ginny Weasley. More so because she seemed to have changed over the summer. She was prettier. Her hair was short and choppy, which he thought was stylish. He had never really looked at her, and she didn't look so bad. He would never like her or anything, oh no, he couldn't do that.
If he had been the same silly boy he had been about a month ago, he would have teased the little Weasel to no end, but now, he was different also. He was not Draco 'ferret boy' Malfoy. He was Draco ' Don't mess with me' Malfoy. Yea.
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Ginny truly felt sick. Alison was making her turn a bilious color, and it clashed horribly with her red hair. No one noticed.
" Oh, no, they're too busy swooning over the git to notice me" she muttered under her breath. Draco glanced at her, and Ginny turned red. How was she to know he had good hearing? Excusing herself from the table, Ginny got up. She mumbled something about ' maybe going to the lake', but Draco interrupted her.
" Oh no Weasley, learn how to swim first. I'm not gonna be there to save your ass." Draco said lazily, his face stone cold. Ginny got a little peeved that he thought she couldn't swim. What? She could! Ignoring that comment, she replied, " I'll be fine." She sauntered out of the cafeteria, huffing.
" Sheesh, what's so great about him? What about me? I'm cool. Yea! And anyways, what's wrong with that ferret anyway? He seems lifeless and dull; monotonous. No matter, I couldn't care less." Ginny talked to herself a lot, it was what one did when they were lonely. Now, she felt a bit stupid to have run out like that. She had nothing to do. She still hadn't signed up for any classes. She decided to check the sign up board to see what was up for today. She walked over to the bulletin board, where a small group of boys and girls younger than her stood, huddled.
" Alright, alright, break it up! Nothing to see here!" Ginny shouted over them. They looked at her queerly, as if she had a mental disorder. Never the less, they moved aside, deciding not to mess with the fiery red head. Humming slightly, Ginny leaned in to take a closer look at it.
" Hmm, Art class, no way, Soccer, erm maybe later, Archery, what the hell is that? Nope, nope, nope, no-hey! Swimming! Maybe if I learn how to swim better, I'll show that annoying ferret! Yea!" Smiling deviously, Ginny penciled in her name on the sign up sheet, now very happy. She skipped off to her cabin, daydreaming about the look on Draco's face when he saw how good she was at swimming.
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Ginny put on her maroon bathing suit. It went well with her hair. She wanted to look good for her swimming class. She wondered who the instructor would be, hoping it was someone hot. She still hadn't seen her friends anywhere, and quite frankly, she was a bit cross with them for not even checking up on her. Not that she needed it, but it was the thought that counted, right? She grabbed her bag, full of goggles, sun screen, and some floaties, just in case.
She skipped happily outside, wincing as her bare feet hit the hot asphalt ground. Prancing inside, she grabbed her slippers, and once more stepped out into the bright, sunny day. She reached the lake soon, the water shimmering blue as the other happy 'classmates' gathered 'round as the lesson was about to begin. Ginny, being short couldn't see who the instructor was over the tall brunette in front of her. Grumbling slightly, she climbed onto a long chair nearby, slightly wobbling as she did.
" Ack! You!" she screamed, looking straight at Draco Malfoy. His facial expression never changed, the same cold, hard, lifeless face.
" Weasley, I see you have decided to join us. If you want to learn to swim, I suggest you shut your mouth." Ginny winced at his harsh words, but did as she was told, not because Draco told her to of course, but because everyone was glaring at her. " Eh hehe", she chuckled weakly. She climbed off the chair and stood behind the crowed stood quietly while Draco finished instructing.
" Alright then, get paired up with someone, and try kicking and stroking!", came Draco's voice. Ginny frantically searched around, hoping there was someone she knew and liked. No one.
"O poo! Screw them! Chickens on a stick! Wh-AHH GREAT BIG BALLS OF FIRE!" Ginny screamed the last part, startled by the sudden appearance of the instructor, Malfoy.
" Do you have a partner?" he asked, looking slightly amused. Ginny stared at her feet, glaring at them.
" I don't need one." She grumbled.
" I didn't ask whether you needed one, I asked if you had one." He replied curtly.
" No, I don't have one. Now quit trying to bother me and go away!" Ginny spat.
" No, I don't have to go away, and, you need a partner. In fact, I think it's a good thing I'm you're partner, you're going to need all the help you can get." He murmured the last part, as if in thought.
" I KNOW how to swim!!" Ginny cried, frustrated. Draco raised one perfect eyebrow at her. " Oh really? Than I guess what explains why you almost drowned yesterday?" he asked sarcastically.
" I did a belly flop! A BELLY FLOP!! Do you have ANY idea HOW much those things HURT? I couldn't move for heavens sake! Do you know what it feels like huh? I bet you don't, you being the perfect little rich boy that you—" Ginny went on mumbling, mostly to herself now.
" I know what it's like Weasley, so please shut up, you're giving me a head ache." He interrupted. Ginny still looked indignant, although she didn't say anything. Shaking her long mane of hair, she skipped down toward the edge of the water, where most people were already practicing in shallow water. Draco followed slightly behind her, his face set into a grim expression.
'Hmph. I can swim. Why don't I just show him how good I am?',Ginny thought to herself.
Getting into diving position, she leaped off the edge, and plunged into the water.
" NO!" shouted someone, no doubt it was Malfoy.
SPLAT!
" Ow!" Ginny cried painfully. She had done another belly flop. This one wasn't severe, since she had had only a short distance to fall from. Still, it hurt. Clutching her tummy, she turned to glare at anyone who dared to laugh. Getting the Weasley glare, they shut up, and diverted their gaze elsewhere.
" You idiot!" Draco shouted, looking furious. For a moment, Ginny thought she saw a flash of concern go through his eyes.
" You could've died you idiot! God damnit!" Ginny's eyes danced playfully. " Didn't know you cared Malfoy!"
" Shut up Weasley, I don't care."
" Right. Softy." Ginny teased.
" Shut up Weasley! Get in the water!" he yelled, very peeved.
" I am in the water!" Ginny protested.
" Well….just…Shut up!" Ginny ruffled her hair, very mad. And to think she thought she was having a good day. Draco pulled off his shirt, and started toward the water. Everyone stared. Even Ginny.
'Wow. He's hott. GOD! WHAT AN ASSHOLE! WHY DOES HE HAVE TO BE HOTT?' Ginny screamed silently.
Normally, he would have smirked, but he didn't. He acted as if nothing had happened, and jumped in the water. He did a perfect dive, without doing a bellyflop. As he got out of the water, a slight smirk was on his face, and he was sure Ginny knew what he was going on about.
After a few moments, everyone returned to their normal activities, with an occasional jealous glare at Ginny from the girls ( and even some boys! Yes, scary…)
" Alright then, lay flat on your back." Draco instructed. Ginny did as she was told, managing to splash a lot of water on Draco.
" Alright, now kick." He ordered. Ginny decided she didn't like his bossy manner. She kicked alright, right in the no-no place.
" OW! GOD DAMN IT WEASLEY, WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?" Ginny smiled sweetly.
" Oh nothing." She truly enjoyed seeing him in pain. It made him almost interesting when he was angry. Draco began letting out a string of curses, scaring the littler children.
" Tsk, tsk, Malfoy. What will they think when they find out that a counselor cursed in front of his class when he was supposed to be a role model?" Ginny teased him, her eyes sparkling menacingly.
He turned to glare at her, full of hatred. " What will they think when they find out a girl kicked a counselor in the crotch eh?" he hissed.
Ginny merely shrugged. Draco was really getting angry. Her leering, teasing face was highly annoying. Although it looked sort of cute. Hell, she looked cute no matter what, she was different from the mousy girl he knew at Hogwarts, and this feisty, ass-kicking Ginny was much more interesting.
Draco started going red, scolding himself for feeling that way. While she was turned around Draco splashed water at her, surprising her. As she turned around, he attacked again, getting water all over her, and into her eyes. He almost grinned, happy that he got some payback. She sputtered and danced around the lake, rubbing at her eyes. Draco skirted around her, as she tried to find him with her blurry vision.
" OOF!" Draco grunted as Ginny caught him. She tried to pull him under the water, but he was too fast. Prying out of her grasp, he splashed some more water on her, making her even madder.
" OHH! MALFOY!" she screeched. 'Ha. She's mad!' Draco thought happily.
" That's counselor Malfoy, Weasley!" he shouted over the water. With more screeching followed more splashes of water, as a full-fledged water fight started. As more water drenched him, he couldn't help but feel good. It felt good to let go of any worries and just have fun. Behind the water, he was smiling. Ginny was giggling like mad also, her face flushed from happiness.
Finally, Draco halted it to a stop. They calmed down, breathing heavily. They looked at one another, and for another, Ginny got lost in his eyes. They didn't have the cold barrier at the moment. She couldn't look away; they were so intriguing. They were happy, yet sad, a yearning-ness inside them. Ginny moved closer, still lost in his eyes. Draco could feel her curiosity grow as she delved deeper into his eyes. He looked away first. As they looked around, they saw people slowly moving out of the water.
" Flirt, flirt, flirt." A girl muttered haughtily as she walked out. Ginny turned red, while Draco's expression turned back to cold, and emotionless.
" Class dismissed!",he shouted, trying to regain authority. Snorting in disgust, he ruffled his hair, closing his eyes for a second.
Feeling frustrated, Ginny gave up and climbed out of the water.
" Don't ever do that again, Weasley." Draco snarled from behind her. She whirled around, her temper flaring up.
" Don't do what? You started it!" she screeched. She knew it was juvenile, but she was very angry. She just didn't understand him! Boys!
One minute they're all nice and happy and handsome-looking, and the next moment they're scornful again! Ginny had stopped by now, and Draco was standing beside her, looking very annoyed and vexed.
" You shouldn't have messed with me." He said, walking away. Ginny ran in front of him.
" You're just mad cuz I kicked your ass!" she cried haughtily over her shoulder.
She walked triumphantly back to her cabin, smug that she had gotten the last word.
A/N: Yea. Please R/R if it doesn't stink too much.