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A/N: Here's chapter two! Oh and don't forget to review, I didn't realize that I had it set to only except signed reviews, but I changed that. So tell me what you think!
Piercing the Darkness
Chapter 2 Thoughts of Revenge
****** Draco lay on his bed that night listening to Crabbe and Goyle's tremendously loud snoring. He couldn't fall asleep. And it wasn't because of the snoring either. He had gotten used to that by now. It was because he kept seeing Ginny in his mind. She had a look of desperation on her annoyingly pretty face. Draco asked himself why he had done that. Why had he gotten so angry with her? He prided himself in being able to retain good self-control, after living sixteen years with his father, he had to have some self-control. But that Weasley had really gotten to him. He had been so angry and annoyed with her, but he didn't know why. Sure, she had embarrassed him in front of a lot of people, punching him like that, but was that the real reason he had locked her up in a room all day with no food or water? Now that he thought about it, she was probably really hungry and tired. 'Why am I thinking about her!? He wondered. Because you feel bad about being so cruel to her!' His conscience replied. 'No I don't! Malfoy's do not feel sorry for people like that!'
But even as that last thought crossed his mind, he jumped off his bed and changed clothes. He was going to go see her.
****** Ginny had never been so hungry and tired in her life. She didn't know how much longer her legs would be able to hold her up. 'When I get my hands on Malfoy. . . .wait, were those footsteps?' She had just heard something outside the door. Ginny held her breath. Maybe it was Ron or Harry or- anyone would be nice, the door creaked opened and a tall blonde figure stepped in, anyone except- Malfoy.
Malfoy took out his wand, pointed it at Ginny, and said the counter-curse.
"You!" Ginny said.
She fainted.
***** Ginny awoke and slowly opened her eyes. She was in a large comfy chair, in front of a fire, in the-
"Kitchen?"
"That's very perceptive of you Weasley."
She jumped. Malfoy was standing next to the fireplace, munching on something that looked like pie. Ginny's mouth began to water.
"How- what? How did I get down here? Ugh, did you carry me?!" Ginny asked.
"Yes, and my back will be sore for days thanks to you. You're not as light as you look."
"Oh, so everything's my fault now is it? Let me remind you that you're the one who locked me up like some kind of animal!"
"Wait a second, you punched me."
"You bloody well deserved it too!"
Ginny tried her best to stand up, she had a mind to go to Dumbledore now and have Malfoy expelled. Malfoy seemed to know what she was thinking though, because he grabbed Ginny by her shoulders.
"Where are you going? Sit down." He pushed her back into the chair.
Just then, Dobby the house-elf timidly approached Malfoy.
"Does the master need anything else from Dobby sir?"
"He's not your master anymore Dobby. Don't call him that." Ginny said.
"I'm sorry miss, it was just out of respect."
"Malfoy doesn't deserve any respect and you know it Dobby. I can't even imagine what you must have gone through when you worked for him."
Draco glared at Ginny.
"I was going to have him bring you some food and drink, but maybe I've changed my mind now."
"Good." Ginny lied. "For all I know, you would poison my food."
"Dobby will bring you some food miss." Dobby said. "Dobby wouldn't put poison in it. No Dobby would never do that!"
"I know Dobby, that would be very nice. Do you have any butterbeer?"
Dobby nodded and ran off.
"It's just like you to be polite to a house-elf." Draco sneered.
"You don't know anything about me. And just because they're house-elves, you don't have to treat them like dirt. They do everything for us. I bet you have never so much as fried an egg in your life! You wouldn't know how to, so you better be thankful that house-elves are so willing to serve!"
"Wow, you do take this seriously don't you?" Draco said sarcastically.
"At least I take some things in life seriously. You seem to think of it all as one big joke." Ginny replied.
"Well now that that's cleared up let's get down to business." he said.
"Business? What are you talking abou-
But Malfoy interrupted her
"Would you be quiet for just one minute!?"
Just then Dobby came up carrying a tray with two slices of apple pie and a cup of butterbeer. Ginny gratefully took the delicious smelling food, and thanked Dobby. She began eating like she had never eaten before in her life.
"Good, now that you're stuffing your face I may be able to get a few words in." Draco said.
Ginny ignored him and continued eating.
"Okay, I think your stupid friends were the only ones who really took notice of your absence, that was very amusing by the way, watching them frantically searching for you."
Ginny glared up at him between bites of her pie.
"Anyway, when you get back to them, all you have to tell them is that you wandered off in the castle, and lost your way."
At these words Ginny almost choked.
"What the bloody-? I don't think so Malfoy. I'm going right to Dumbledore after this. Why in the world would you think that I would go and lie to everybody about where I've been? There's no way I'm passing up an opportunity like this to get you expelled!"
"How are you going to prove to Dumbledore that I did anything to you?" Malfoy asked.
Ginny had to think for a moment. The story would sound kind of strange to Dumbledore. But then she remembered her-
"My wand. You still have my wand. Dumbledore will find my wand on you. That's evidence." Her voice was rushed, and he could probably hear the panic in it.
"Oh come on Weasley. I can destroy the wand. Burn it or something." he said. "Just face it. There are no witnesses and no evidence, so I think it would be good for you to pay attention to what I have to say. I do still have your wand, and if you want it back you better keep your mouth shut."
Ginny was fuming by this point. The last thing she wanted to do was listen to Malfoy. She wanted him expelled, out of her life forever. But how could she? Ginny hated the fact that he was right. Even if she went to Dumbledore, Malfoy would just deny everything she said, and Dumbledore wouldn't have any proof that she was telling the truth. Well she thought, 'I guess I'll have to do what he says, but if that's how he wants to play, then I'll play along. I'll think of something to get him back'.
"-just tell them that a house-elf helped you find your way back or something." Malfoy was saying.
"Fine." Ginny snapped. "Now give me back my wand."
"I hope you learned your lesson." he said as he reached into his robes and pulled out her wand.
"Hmph!" Ginny grabbed for her wand but Malfoy pulled it back.
"Say please."
"Don't toy with me Malfoy, I've had a long day if you didn't notice, and I want to go."
Malfoy smirked and handed her the wand, touching her hand in the process of giving it to her. He let his hand linger on hers for a second while staring intensely at her. Ginny looked up and met his gaze, her cheeks turning a slight pink.
Finally she realized that they were still touching, and jerked her hand and wand away. She jumped up, wobbling because she was still weak and walked as fast as she could out of the kitchen.
****** Draco made his way back to his dormitory. He was suddenly overcome with exhaustion. He smiled inwardly, Draco was very happy with himself. He thought he had managed that quite nicely. At least he had kept his temper under control. There was still one thing bothering him though. When he handed her the wand, he had wanted to touch her. 'But why? She's a Weasley! I wish she was ugly instead of so pretty, maybe I wouldn't be having this problem then.' Draco remembered how she had blushed. Did she like him? 'Well of course she likes me, I'm one of the hottest guys in school. What girl wouldn't blush?' Draco had reached Slytherin House by now and he pushed these thoughts out of his head. He would think about them after he got some rest- when his mind was working right.
****** Ginny collapsed on the couch in the Gryfindor Common Room. She couldn't make it any further; she would just sleep here for the night. Ginny thought back on her and Malfoy's conversation. Oh she hated him with a vengeance. She lived life now for one reason: to see Malfoy suffer. Suffer in any way possible. But something was troubling her. When he had touched her, she hadn't wanted to let go. He was so attractive, and that was annoying. She wanted these thoughts out of her mind, so she tried to think of ways to get back at him, but she didn't have much luck with that either.
She finally felt herself drifting off and remembered Ron at the last minute. He must be pretty worried about her, but he would have to wait till the morning. 'Wait a minute, it is morning.' And Ginny fell into a deep slumber.
****** Hermione woke up with Harry on her mind. The memories of last night came floating back to her, as if it had all been a dream. But it hadn't. It had been real. She was in love like she had never been before. Then she remembered Ginny and she got up. They just had to find her today. Ron was already going to pieces. She quickly dressed and headed downstairs to wait for Ron and Harry. 'Maybe Ginny came back during the night.' Hermione thought. She stopped at Ginny's dormitory and opened the door. There were several girls still sleeping, but Ginny's bed was empty. The covers hadn't even been rumpled.
Hermione sighed. 'I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up.' She continued her way downstairs, but stopped short when she reached the bottom step. There was a red-haired girl fast asleep on the sofa! Hermione cried out in joy.
"Ginny!"
Ginny woke with a start and smiled up at Hermione who instantly threw her arms around her in a great hug.
"Where have you been?" Hermione inquired in an anxious tone. "We've been worried sick about you! That reminds me, I better get Ron and Harry up. They'll be so relieved!"
"Wait Hermione! You don't have to wake them up just yet." Ginny was not looking forward to lying to them about where she had been.
"Oh yes I do! They would be so mad at me if I didn't." Hermione replied.
Before Ginny could get another word out, Hermione had made her way up the boy's stairs and burst into Ron and Harry's room. She heard Hermione say something to them in an excited voice. Then Ginny heard Ron's voice and she groaned.
"What! She's been asleep on the sofa?!"
Ron came bounding down the steps, still in his pajamas, and wearing an expression of relief and anger.
"Do you bloody know what you've put us through? Did Malfoy do something to you Ginny? I'll wring his neck the little snake! What happened?" His tone held much anger and worry.
"Ginny! Thank goodness, we were so worried!" Harry had come down too, holding hands with Hermione.
Ginny looked at them with interest. Ron just ignored them, he was still to busy with Ginny to notice.
"C'mon Ginny tell us what happened!"
Ginny sighed, she guessed she had no choice but to go ahead and tell them. She hated the idea of lying to them. She would get Malfoy. . . .
"Well, yesterday after you all went to lunch, I decided I wasn't hungry and went for a walk around the castle. I've been here five years, and still haven't seen all of it-
Ron interrupted her.
"You should know better than to go wandering around this castle, if I had been-"
"Ron! Let her get on with the story!" Harry said.
Ginny was extremely thankful to Harry; she wanted to get this over as soon as possible without Ron constantly reprimanding her.
"-and I lost my way. I think some of the staircases moved, you know how they do that, and when I finally turned around to go back, I didn't see anything familiar-
"So this didn't have anything to do with Malfoy?" Ron interrupted once again.
Ginny tried to keep her face as casual as possible during her reply.
"No of course not. It was stupid of me, I know. I shouldn't have gone wandering off like that."
"How did you get back?" Harry asked. He didn't look too convinced with Ginny's story.
"Oh, Um-
Ginny tried desperately to think of a reply that was believable, then remembered something that Malfoy had said about a house-elf helping her find her way.
"I came across a house-elf doing some cleaning, and he showed me the way back. I was very fortunate to come across him."
Ginny put on a fake smile. She wanted some breakfast, and she wanted to end this conversation.
"Hmm. I was certain Malfoy had something to do with this." Hermione was saying. "I mean he denied it when we questioned him before Potions, but it just seemed like he knew."
"Ah yes, Malfoy probably did that on purpose. Wanted to make you think he had done something to me." Ginny said nervously. "Shall we go get some breakfast? I'm starved."
And before they could start questioning her again Ginny made her way out through the portrait hole, and headed towards the Great Hall. She wasn't going to let anything or anyone stop her this time.
****** Harry watched Ginny disappear through the portrait hole. He was going over everything in his mind. Something about Ginny's story just wasn't right. She had seemed so nervous when she told it, as if she were hiding something. Harry had noticed that she had seemed particularly nervous when they mentioned Malfoy. 'Did he have something to do with all of this?' Harry asked himself. 'And if he did, why didn't Ginny tell us. She would tell us wouldn't she?' Harry firmly believed that she would have told them everything, and the truth.
It just wasn't like Ginny to lie. Ron and Hermione seemed to have accepted her story. 'I need to stop worrying so much.' Of course Harry was constantly worried about a lot of things. Who wouldn't be when the most powerful dark wizard ever would like nothing more than to kill you?
Ron went to get dressed, muttering to himself something that sounded a lot like, "Lost! I can't believe she went and got herself lost!" Harry decided he would go ahead and get dressed too. He kissed Hermione, and told her he would be right down.
***** Over the next week, Ginny was constantly on the lookout for ways to get back at Malfoy. She researched in the library for different spells. She found several that she liked, but they either weren't good enough or to advanced for her. It was really starting to frustrate Ginny. But then something happened. Something that gave her a marvelous idea.
"Millicent how many times do I have to tell you?! I do not like you! Don't you understand yet?"
Ginny stopped short and darted into an alcove in the corridor to listen. Apparently Malfoy and Millicent Bulstrode were having an argument.
"But Drakkie, we look so good together! We make the perfect couple! Your father would be happy for us to be paired together. Us both being from the same side and everything." Millicent said.
Ginny knew Millicent was talking about both their parents being Death Eaters.
"Millicent, you have never looked good, and you never will!" Millicent gasped. An evil, angry expression replaced her previously flirtatious one.
Draco continued. "I don't want you bothering me anymore. People already think that something is going on between us. I wouldn't doubt that you're probably telling them that. I don't want to be seen with you, I'd be the laughing stock of the school! So if you'll excuse me please, or I'll be late to class."
And with that Malfoy walked off, leaving Millicent looking angry, but also kind of heartbroken.
What Malfoy had said was true. Millicent definitely wasn't blessed with good looks. Ginny knew Malfoy would never want to be seen with someone who looked that bad. And that was what gave Ginny her idea. If she couldn't get back at him using magic, she would do it another way.
She only needed one thing now. . . .
A/N: Here's chapter two! Oh and don't forget to review, I didn't realize that I had it set to only except signed reviews, but I changed that. So tell me what you think!
Piercing the Darkness
Chapter 2 Thoughts of Revenge
****** Draco lay on his bed that night listening to Crabbe and Goyle's tremendously loud snoring. He couldn't fall asleep. And it wasn't because of the snoring either. He had gotten used to that by now. It was because he kept seeing Ginny in his mind. She had a look of desperation on her annoyingly pretty face. Draco asked himself why he had done that. Why had he gotten so angry with her? He prided himself in being able to retain good self-control, after living sixteen years with his father, he had to have some self-control. But that Weasley had really gotten to him. He had been so angry and annoyed with her, but he didn't know why. Sure, she had embarrassed him in front of a lot of people, punching him like that, but was that the real reason he had locked her up in a room all day with no food or water? Now that he thought about it, she was probably really hungry and tired. 'Why am I thinking about her!? He wondered. Because you feel bad about being so cruel to her!' His conscience replied. 'No I don't! Malfoy's do not feel sorry for people like that!'
But even as that last thought crossed his mind, he jumped off his bed and changed clothes. He was going to go see her.
****** Ginny had never been so hungry and tired in her life. She didn't know how much longer her legs would be able to hold her up. 'When I get my hands on Malfoy. . . .wait, were those footsteps?' She had just heard something outside the door. Ginny held her breath. Maybe it was Ron or Harry or- anyone would be nice, the door creaked opened and a tall blonde figure stepped in, anyone except- Malfoy.
Malfoy took out his wand, pointed it at Ginny, and said the counter-curse.
"You!" Ginny said.
She fainted.
***** Ginny awoke and slowly opened her eyes. She was in a large comfy chair, in front of a fire, in the-
"Kitchen?"
"That's very perceptive of you Weasley."
She jumped. Malfoy was standing next to the fireplace, munching on something that looked like pie. Ginny's mouth began to water.
"How- what? How did I get down here? Ugh, did you carry me?!" Ginny asked.
"Yes, and my back will be sore for days thanks to you. You're not as light as you look."
"Oh, so everything's my fault now is it? Let me remind you that you're the one who locked me up like some kind of animal!"
"Wait a second, you punched me."
"You bloody well deserved it too!"
Ginny tried her best to stand up, she had a mind to go to Dumbledore now and have Malfoy expelled. Malfoy seemed to know what she was thinking though, because he grabbed Ginny by her shoulders.
"Where are you going? Sit down." He pushed her back into the chair.
Just then, Dobby the house-elf timidly approached Malfoy.
"Does the master need anything else from Dobby sir?"
"He's not your master anymore Dobby. Don't call him that." Ginny said.
"I'm sorry miss, it was just out of respect."
"Malfoy doesn't deserve any respect and you know it Dobby. I can't even imagine what you must have gone through when you worked for him."
Draco glared at Ginny.
"I was going to have him bring you some food and drink, but maybe I've changed my mind now."
"Good." Ginny lied. "For all I know, you would poison my food."
"Dobby will bring you some food miss." Dobby said. "Dobby wouldn't put poison in it. No Dobby would never do that!"
"I know Dobby, that would be very nice. Do you have any butterbeer?"
Dobby nodded and ran off.
"It's just like you to be polite to a house-elf." Draco sneered.
"You don't know anything about me. And just because they're house-elves, you don't have to treat them like dirt. They do everything for us. I bet you have never so much as fried an egg in your life! You wouldn't know how to, so you better be thankful that house-elves are so willing to serve!"
"Wow, you do take this seriously don't you?" Draco said sarcastically.
"At least I take some things in life seriously. You seem to think of it all as one big joke." Ginny replied.
"Well now that that's cleared up let's get down to business." he said.
"Business? What are you talking abou-
But Malfoy interrupted her
"Would you be quiet for just one minute!?"
Just then Dobby came up carrying a tray with two slices of apple pie and a cup of butterbeer. Ginny gratefully took the delicious smelling food, and thanked Dobby. She began eating like she had never eaten before in her life.
"Good, now that you're stuffing your face I may be able to get a few words in." Draco said.
Ginny ignored him and continued eating.
"Okay, I think your stupid friends were the only ones who really took notice of your absence, that was very amusing by the way, watching them frantically searching for you."
Ginny glared up at him between bites of her pie.
"Anyway, when you get back to them, all you have to tell them is that you wandered off in the castle, and lost your way."
At these words Ginny almost choked.
"What the bloody-? I don't think so Malfoy. I'm going right to Dumbledore after this. Why in the world would you think that I would go and lie to everybody about where I've been? There's no way I'm passing up an opportunity like this to get you expelled!"
"How are you going to prove to Dumbledore that I did anything to you?" Malfoy asked.
Ginny had to think for a moment. The story would sound kind of strange to Dumbledore. But then she remembered her-
"My wand. You still have my wand. Dumbledore will find my wand on you. That's evidence." Her voice was rushed, and he could probably hear the panic in it.
"Oh come on Weasley. I can destroy the wand. Burn it or something." he said. "Just face it. There are no witnesses and no evidence, so I think it would be good for you to pay attention to what I have to say. I do still have your wand, and if you want it back you better keep your mouth shut."
Ginny was fuming by this point. The last thing she wanted to do was listen to Malfoy. She wanted him expelled, out of her life forever. But how could she? Ginny hated the fact that he was right. Even if she went to Dumbledore, Malfoy would just deny everything she said, and Dumbledore wouldn't have any proof that she was telling the truth. Well she thought, 'I guess I'll have to do what he says, but if that's how he wants to play, then I'll play along. I'll think of something to get him back'.
"-just tell them that a house-elf helped you find your way back or something." Malfoy was saying.
"Fine." Ginny snapped. "Now give me back my wand."
"I hope you learned your lesson." he said as he reached into his robes and pulled out her wand.
"Hmph!" Ginny grabbed for her wand but Malfoy pulled it back.
"Say please."
"Don't toy with me Malfoy, I've had a long day if you didn't notice, and I want to go."
Malfoy smirked and handed her the wand, touching her hand in the process of giving it to her. He let his hand linger on hers for a second while staring intensely at her. Ginny looked up and met his gaze, her cheeks turning a slight pink.
Finally she realized that they were still touching, and jerked her hand and wand away. She jumped up, wobbling because she was still weak and walked as fast as she could out of the kitchen.
****** Draco made his way back to his dormitory. He was suddenly overcome with exhaustion. He smiled inwardly, Draco was very happy with himself. He thought he had managed that quite nicely. At least he had kept his temper under control. There was still one thing bothering him though. When he handed her the wand, he had wanted to touch her. 'But why? She's a Weasley! I wish she was ugly instead of so pretty, maybe I wouldn't be having this problem then.' Draco remembered how she had blushed. Did she like him? 'Well of course she likes me, I'm one of the hottest guys in school. What girl wouldn't blush?' Draco had reached Slytherin House by now and he pushed these thoughts out of his head. He would think about them after he got some rest- when his mind was working right.
****** Ginny collapsed on the couch in the Gryfindor Common Room. She couldn't make it any further; she would just sleep here for the night. Ginny thought back on her and Malfoy's conversation. Oh she hated him with a vengeance. She lived life now for one reason: to see Malfoy suffer. Suffer in any way possible. But something was troubling her. When he had touched her, she hadn't wanted to let go. He was so attractive, and that was annoying. She wanted these thoughts out of her mind, so she tried to think of ways to get back at him, but she didn't have much luck with that either.
She finally felt herself drifting off and remembered Ron at the last minute. He must be pretty worried about her, but he would have to wait till the morning. 'Wait a minute, it is morning.' And Ginny fell into a deep slumber.
****** Hermione woke up with Harry on her mind. The memories of last night came floating back to her, as if it had all been a dream. But it hadn't. It had been real. She was in love like she had never been before. Then she remembered Ginny and she got up. They just had to find her today. Ron was already going to pieces. She quickly dressed and headed downstairs to wait for Ron and Harry. 'Maybe Ginny came back during the night.' Hermione thought. She stopped at Ginny's dormitory and opened the door. There were several girls still sleeping, but Ginny's bed was empty. The covers hadn't even been rumpled.
Hermione sighed. 'I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up.' She continued her way downstairs, but stopped short when she reached the bottom step. There was a red-haired girl fast asleep on the sofa! Hermione cried out in joy.
"Ginny!"
Ginny woke with a start and smiled up at Hermione who instantly threw her arms around her in a great hug.
"Where have you been?" Hermione inquired in an anxious tone. "We've been worried sick about you! That reminds me, I better get Ron and Harry up. They'll be so relieved!"
"Wait Hermione! You don't have to wake them up just yet." Ginny was not looking forward to lying to them about where she had been.
"Oh yes I do! They would be so mad at me if I didn't." Hermione replied.
Before Ginny could get another word out, Hermione had made her way up the boy's stairs and burst into Ron and Harry's room. She heard Hermione say something to them in an excited voice. Then Ginny heard Ron's voice and she groaned.
"What! She's been asleep on the sofa?!"
Ron came bounding down the steps, still in his pajamas, and wearing an expression of relief and anger.
"Do you bloody know what you've put us through? Did Malfoy do something to you Ginny? I'll wring his neck the little snake! What happened?" His tone held much anger and worry.
"Ginny! Thank goodness, we were so worried!" Harry had come down too, holding hands with Hermione.
Ginny looked at them with interest. Ron just ignored them, he was still to busy with Ginny to notice.
"C'mon Ginny tell us what happened!"
Ginny sighed, she guessed she had no choice but to go ahead and tell them. She hated the idea of lying to them. She would get Malfoy. . . .
"Well, yesterday after you all went to lunch, I decided I wasn't hungry and went for a walk around the castle. I've been here five years, and still haven't seen all of it-
Ron interrupted her.
"You should know better than to go wandering around this castle, if I had been-"
"Ron! Let her get on with the story!" Harry said.
Ginny was extremely thankful to Harry; she wanted to get this over as soon as possible without Ron constantly reprimanding her.
"-and I lost my way. I think some of the staircases moved, you know how they do that, and when I finally turned around to go back, I didn't see anything familiar-
"So this didn't have anything to do with Malfoy?" Ron interrupted once again.
Ginny tried to keep her face as casual as possible during her reply.
"No of course not. It was stupid of me, I know. I shouldn't have gone wandering off like that."
"How did you get back?" Harry asked. He didn't look too convinced with Ginny's story.
"Oh, Um-
Ginny tried desperately to think of a reply that was believable, then remembered something that Malfoy had said about a house-elf helping her find her way.
"I came across a house-elf doing some cleaning, and he showed me the way back. I was very fortunate to come across him."
Ginny put on a fake smile. She wanted some breakfast, and she wanted to end this conversation.
"Hmm. I was certain Malfoy had something to do with this." Hermione was saying. "I mean he denied it when we questioned him before Potions, but it just seemed like he knew."
"Ah yes, Malfoy probably did that on purpose. Wanted to make you think he had done something to me." Ginny said nervously. "Shall we go get some breakfast? I'm starved."
And before they could start questioning her again Ginny made her way out through the portrait hole, and headed towards the Great Hall. She wasn't going to let anything or anyone stop her this time.
****** Harry watched Ginny disappear through the portrait hole. He was going over everything in his mind. Something about Ginny's story just wasn't right. She had seemed so nervous when she told it, as if she were hiding something. Harry had noticed that she had seemed particularly nervous when they mentioned Malfoy. 'Did he have something to do with all of this?' Harry asked himself. 'And if he did, why didn't Ginny tell us. She would tell us wouldn't she?' Harry firmly believed that she would have told them everything, and the truth.
It just wasn't like Ginny to lie. Ron and Hermione seemed to have accepted her story. 'I need to stop worrying so much.' Of course Harry was constantly worried about a lot of things. Who wouldn't be when the most powerful dark wizard ever would like nothing more than to kill you?
Ron went to get dressed, muttering to himself something that sounded a lot like, "Lost! I can't believe she went and got herself lost!" Harry decided he would go ahead and get dressed too. He kissed Hermione, and told her he would be right down.
***** Over the next week, Ginny was constantly on the lookout for ways to get back at Malfoy. She researched in the library for different spells. She found several that she liked, but they either weren't good enough or to advanced for her. It was really starting to frustrate Ginny. But then something happened. Something that gave her a marvelous idea.
"Millicent how many times do I have to tell you?! I do not like you! Don't you understand yet?"
Ginny stopped short and darted into an alcove in the corridor to listen. Apparently Malfoy and Millicent Bulstrode were having an argument.
"But Drakkie, we look so good together! We make the perfect couple! Your father would be happy for us to be paired together. Us both being from the same side and everything." Millicent said.
Ginny knew Millicent was talking about both their parents being Death Eaters.
"Millicent, you have never looked good, and you never will!" Millicent gasped. An evil, angry expression replaced her previously flirtatious one.
Draco continued. "I don't want you bothering me anymore. People already think that something is going on between us. I wouldn't doubt that you're probably telling them that. I don't want to be seen with you, I'd be the laughing stock of the school! So if you'll excuse me please, or I'll be late to class."
And with that Malfoy walked off, leaving Millicent looking angry, but also kind of heartbroken.
What Malfoy had said was true. Millicent definitely wasn't blessed with good looks. Ginny knew Malfoy would never want to be seen with someone who looked that bad. And that was what gave Ginny her idea. If she couldn't get back at him using magic, she would do it another way.
She only needed one thing now. . . .