I Really Do Believe That I Don't Belong Here
Chapter Two - Lovers in a Photograph
By Lindsey Ann
Author Notes: Okay, I lied about friday. I had babysitting, I didn't remember that I did, so without further ado, here's chapter two! At the end of every chapter will be like thanks and the such, too. So if you review *wink* you'll get a thank-you.
Summary: Ginny Weasley has always been unsure about herself, especially when it comes to the fact that she belongs in Gryffindor. In a long talk with Draco Malfoy, she starts to think he actually does act like a person, and that maybe she belongs in Slytherin.
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Ginny Weasley waited impatiently for the next day to arrive, staying up the whole night, skipping breakfast, and eagerly waiting in the library for a certain blond Slytherin, but why? Losing sleep for a guy, not even one she fancied? She was supposed to like Harry Potter, not the extreme opposite of him, but why did the thought of meeting him make her heart pound? She didn't like the feeling.
When Draco Malfoy came in, her heart almost stopped beating, it was as if her life was complete now. The feeling was so foreign. Was this love? No, it couldn't be, I'm too young, Ginny thought. Today though she had found a photograph on the ground yesterday. She wanted to show Draco. The two in the picture looked a lot like him. Maybe it's a picture of his mom and dad, Ginny though to herself, smiling. If that was true, he had an extremely beautiful mother, must have been where he got his good looks.
When he came in and sat down, Ginny blushed a deep red hue. He was upset though. Even though he could hide it well, she could see right through him. "What's up?" Ginny said concerned in the same tone Draco Malfoy had used when he had asked her that question.
"I lost something of mine..," He said tapping his fingers nervously on the desk.
"You lost something?" Ginny asked. I wonder if it his photograph then, Ginny thought.
"Yeah, Weasley - err...Ginny - I lost a photograph of my mother," he said as he rested his chin on his right hand. His pale eyes staring into Ginny's hoping that she had found it.
"What does it look like, Draco?" She asked softly recalling the details of the picture that she had found.
"It's a muggle picture - that means it doesn't move, Ginny, just in case you didn't know. There's a woman in it, blond hair and bright, beautiful blue eyes, and a man in it, blond hair and pale grey eyes. Its of my mom and my dad," he said.
Ginny's lips formed into a big grin. "Actually I did find a photograph."
"You did? Ginny please show me it," Draco said.
She reached in her bookbag for a deep purple colored journal and flipped open to a page, it described in depth about the photo, where she had found it, and of course had the photo. She took it out. And showed Draco the picture.
It was of, like he had said, two people, a boy and a girl. They were looking deeply into the other's eyes. It couldn't have been mistaken that the two were in love. The woman's hair was up in a tight french bun and a few strands laid carelessly on her face, framing it. Her big, beautiful blue eyes must have been the best feature she had because they stood out, sparkling like saphires. The man had hair like Draco's cut short with a few strands falling on to his face, and pale, grey eyes that looked back at the woman, pleading with her for her full attention, which he did have. They were sitting at a table, two books open, but it was obvious the two weren't reading them or had any intention to read them. The man's long, strong, muscular hands on top of the woman's delicate fingers. It was a breathtaking thing to look at.
Draco carefully took it back. "Good thing you found it. Crabbe and Goyle if they had found it they would have gone 'Wow your mom is hot'. Just what I need to hear," he said sarcastically. It sounded as if he couldn't stand his two goons, just like he had acted like a normal Slytherin, maybe Draco really was good on the inside?
"You don't like your friends?" Ginny interrogated him.
"My friends? They're not my friends, they're, they're just followers of mine," he said in an angry tone. "Only nice to me because of my dad being in the inner circle of You-Know-Who."
When it came to Draco Malfoy having any friends, he didn't have any true friends, or at least, that was all Ginny could tell. "Draco?" She asked her voice soft.
"What?"
"That woman in the picture, she doesn't look like your mom, but you said that picture was of her," Ginny asked. The woman in the picture looked full of life, the one she had met could never have dreamed to look like that woman. "Your mom that everyone knows, isn't your real mum, isn't it?" She asked twirling around her red hair, nervously (for some odd reason) awaiting a reply.
"How'd you know?" Draco asked. Ginny guessed it was his way of saying, "Yes." He was startled, no one had guessed that before, then again no one but Draco and his Dad knew about the photograph, and none spoke of it to the other.
"Your half-and-half?" Ginny asked. Why else would it be a muggle photo?
"No, I'm a pureblood. Mum, well my real one that is, was born of a muggle family. She was in Gryffindor house," he said matter-of-factly. Something was funny about how he said it, like he was proud that his birth-mother was in Gryffindor.
"She was? Was she on the Quidditch team? What was her name? You know we could reasearch about her!"
Ginny Weasley had a million questions, which would benefit mainly Draco, but still she wondered about his mom. Maybe Draco was like her?
He smiled a genuine smile at Ginny, "Ginny Weasley, I don't know much about her but we could research together...If you'd want to."
Ginny's heart raced. Of course she wanted to! She knew more about Draco now then she knew about Harry or anyone in her house. She nodded, "Yeah, it'd be fun. Like a secret project between two friends."
Did she just say, friends? How could a Gryffindor possibly be friends with a Slytherin? But Draco made no objection just nodded. "Now where to start..." Ginny said to herself peering at the shelves.
It was almost dinner time. "Ginny, we can start to research tomarrow, okay? I'm getting kind of hungry."
She nodded. "Of course."
At the dinner table, she couldn't hide her excitement as she sat down next to Hermione. "Well, you look pretty happy, Ginny, you're acting like somebody just asked you out. " The way Ginny was grinning, it could be like that, Hermione thought.
"Virigina Weasley! I can't believe dating when mum and dad said you couldn't until you were older!" Ron shouted at Ginny. He loved his sister and was very protective of her. After all not only was she younger than him, but she his only sister, if he lost her, he'd be stuck with just brothers. But that didn't really bother him.
"I'm not Ron. Just really happy, I got an owl from mum she said she was getting me a new journal. I haven't been able to write anything since last month because I ran out of paper," she said. It was a lie, but it was safer to say then, 'Oh, I'm happy because Draco and I are friends.' If the thought of Ginny dating disturbed Ron, she didn't want to think what would happen if she had said she was friends with Draco. It was best just to lie.
"See Hermione. You shouldn't come to conclusions so quickly," Ron said relieved. "She's not dating."
"Hey, Hermione?"
"Yeah, Ginny?"
"If you were researching on past students at Hogwarts, what would you do?"
"Figure out there house and look in a record book that the school keeps. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, I was just wondering," Ginny said smiling back, taking a bite off a piece of warm, hot bread. It was delicious. Now that I know where to look, Ginny thought to herself, I can find information easily for Draco.
Blushing widly, (which made Ron suspicious), Ginny left the group, not finishing all of her food, and run up to Gryffindor commons. To think, Draco's mom was a Gryffindor, she thought to herself while she got ready for bed. I wonder if she was just like me then? She asked to herself. ------------- Did you guys like that chapter? Well, tell me via a review. Constructive criticism is always, always welcome. Anyways on to some thank yous.
Themis, Thank you for the review. Do you write any Harry Potter fanfics, I'd love to review one of yours then!
Neca, is everything easy to understand? I noticed that on your fanfiction profile its all German, so I dunno if you guys like use English in every day speech or something *oblivious to the outside world*. If you ever need help on an English word, just ask, okay?
Rikonra, *laughs* most of the fanfics I do produce end up to be cute. Thanks for the review. If you have any Harry Potter fanfiction, please tell me, I'd love to read em!
Ms. Raye Sinic, thanks for the good luck. And good luck on your writing as well. I may have to read a couple of your Gundam Wing fanfics, I feel very tempted to. I wish I knew more of Lord of the Rings so I could read the fanfics you have written on it. At the rate I'm going at it it'll be until the next movie before I finally figure out who the heck Gollum is.
Chapter Two - Lovers in a Photograph
By Lindsey Ann
Author Notes: Okay, I lied about friday. I had babysitting, I didn't remember that I did, so without further ado, here's chapter two! At the end of every chapter will be like thanks and the such, too. So if you review *wink* you'll get a thank-you.
Summary: Ginny Weasley has always been unsure about herself, especially when it comes to the fact that she belongs in Gryffindor. In a long talk with Draco Malfoy, she starts to think he actually does act like a person, and that maybe she belongs in Slytherin.
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Ginny Weasley waited impatiently for the next day to arrive, staying up the whole night, skipping breakfast, and eagerly waiting in the library for a certain blond Slytherin, but why? Losing sleep for a guy, not even one she fancied? She was supposed to like Harry Potter, not the extreme opposite of him, but why did the thought of meeting him make her heart pound? She didn't like the feeling.
When Draco Malfoy came in, her heart almost stopped beating, it was as if her life was complete now. The feeling was so foreign. Was this love? No, it couldn't be, I'm too young, Ginny thought. Today though she had found a photograph on the ground yesterday. She wanted to show Draco. The two in the picture looked a lot like him. Maybe it's a picture of his mom and dad, Ginny though to herself, smiling. If that was true, he had an extremely beautiful mother, must have been where he got his good looks.
When he came in and sat down, Ginny blushed a deep red hue. He was upset though. Even though he could hide it well, she could see right through him. "What's up?" Ginny said concerned in the same tone Draco Malfoy had used when he had asked her that question.
"I lost something of mine..," He said tapping his fingers nervously on the desk.
"You lost something?" Ginny asked. I wonder if it his photograph then, Ginny thought.
"Yeah, Weasley - err...Ginny - I lost a photograph of my mother," he said as he rested his chin on his right hand. His pale eyes staring into Ginny's hoping that she had found it.
"What does it look like, Draco?" She asked softly recalling the details of the picture that she had found.
"It's a muggle picture - that means it doesn't move, Ginny, just in case you didn't know. There's a woman in it, blond hair and bright, beautiful blue eyes, and a man in it, blond hair and pale grey eyes. Its of my mom and my dad," he said.
Ginny's lips formed into a big grin. "Actually I did find a photograph."
"You did? Ginny please show me it," Draco said.
She reached in her bookbag for a deep purple colored journal and flipped open to a page, it described in depth about the photo, where she had found it, and of course had the photo. She took it out. And showed Draco the picture.
It was of, like he had said, two people, a boy and a girl. They were looking deeply into the other's eyes. It couldn't have been mistaken that the two were in love. The woman's hair was up in a tight french bun and a few strands laid carelessly on her face, framing it. Her big, beautiful blue eyes must have been the best feature she had because they stood out, sparkling like saphires. The man had hair like Draco's cut short with a few strands falling on to his face, and pale, grey eyes that looked back at the woman, pleading with her for her full attention, which he did have. They were sitting at a table, two books open, but it was obvious the two weren't reading them or had any intention to read them. The man's long, strong, muscular hands on top of the woman's delicate fingers. It was a breathtaking thing to look at.
Draco carefully took it back. "Good thing you found it. Crabbe and Goyle if they had found it they would have gone 'Wow your mom is hot'. Just what I need to hear," he said sarcastically. It sounded as if he couldn't stand his two goons, just like he had acted like a normal Slytherin, maybe Draco really was good on the inside?
"You don't like your friends?" Ginny interrogated him.
"My friends? They're not my friends, they're, they're just followers of mine," he said in an angry tone. "Only nice to me because of my dad being in the inner circle of You-Know-Who."
When it came to Draco Malfoy having any friends, he didn't have any true friends, or at least, that was all Ginny could tell. "Draco?" She asked her voice soft.
"What?"
"That woman in the picture, she doesn't look like your mom, but you said that picture was of her," Ginny asked. The woman in the picture looked full of life, the one she had met could never have dreamed to look like that woman. "Your mom that everyone knows, isn't your real mum, isn't it?" She asked twirling around her red hair, nervously (for some odd reason) awaiting a reply.
"How'd you know?" Draco asked. Ginny guessed it was his way of saying, "Yes." He was startled, no one had guessed that before, then again no one but Draco and his Dad knew about the photograph, and none spoke of it to the other.
"Your half-and-half?" Ginny asked. Why else would it be a muggle photo?
"No, I'm a pureblood. Mum, well my real one that is, was born of a muggle family. She was in Gryffindor house," he said matter-of-factly. Something was funny about how he said it, like he was proud that his birth-mother was in Gryffindor.
"She was? Was she on the Quidditch team? What was her name? You know we could reasearch about her!"
Ginny Weasley had a million questions, which would benefit mainly Draco, but still she wondered about his mom. Maybe Draco was like her?
He smiled a genuine smile at Ginny, "Ginny Weasley, I don't know much about her but we could research together...If you'd want to."
Ginny's heart raced. Of course she wanted to! She knew more about Draco now then she knew about Harry or anyone in her house. She nodded, "Yeah, it'd be fun. Like a secret project between two friends."
Did she just say, friends? How could a Gryffindor possibly be friends with a Slytherin? But Draco made no objection just nodded. "Now where to start..." Ginny said to herself peering at the shelves.
It was almost dinner time. "Ginny, we can start to research tomarrow, okay? I'm getting kind of hungry."
She nodded. "Of course."
At the dinner table, she couldn't hide her excitement as she sat down next to Hermione. "Well, you look pretty happy, Ginny, you're acting like somebody just asked you out. " The way Ginny was grinning, it could be like that, Hermione thought.
"Virigina Weasley! I can't believe dating when mum and dad said you couldn't until you were older!" Ron shouted at Ginny. He loved his sister and was very protective of her. After all not only was she younger than him, but she his only sister, if he lost her, he'd be stuck with just brothers. But that didn't really bother him.
"I'm not Ron. Just really happy, I got an owl from mum she said she was getting me a new journal. I haven't been able to write anything since last month because I ran out of paper," she said. It was a lie, but it was safer to say then, 'Oh, I'm happy because Draco and I are friends.' If the thought of Ginny dating disturbed Ron, she didn't want to think what would happen if she had said she was friends with Draco. It was best just to lie.
"See Hermione. You shouldn't come to conclusions so quickly," Ron said relieved. "She's not dating."
"Hey, Hermione?"
"Yeah, Ginny?"
"If you were researching on past students at Hogwarts, what would you do?"
"Figure out there house and look in a record book that the school keeps. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, I was just wondering," Ginny said smiling back, taking a bite off a piece of warm, hot bread. It was delicious. Now that I know where to look, Ginny thought to herself, I can find information easily for Draco.
Blushing widly, (which made Ron suspicious), Ginny left the group, not finishing all of her food, and run up to Gryffindor commons. To think, Draco's mom was a Gryffindor, she thought to herself while she got ready for bed. I wonder if she was just like me then? She asked to herself. ------------- Did you guys like that chapter? Well, tell me via a review. Constructive criticism is always, always welcome. Anyways on to some thank yous.
Themis, Thank you for the review. Do you write any Harry Potter fanfics, I'd love to review one of yours then!
Neca, is everything easy to understand? I noticed that on your fanfiction profile its all German, so I dunno if you guys like use English in every day speech or something *oblivious to the outside world*. If you ever need help on an English word, just ask, okay?
Rikonra, *laughs* most of the fanfics I do produce end up to be cute. Thanks for the review. If you have any Harry Potter fanfiction, please tell me, I'd love to read em!
Ms. Raye Sinic, thanks for the good luck. And good luck on your writing as well. I may have to read a couple of your Gundam Wing fanfics, I feel very tempted to. I wish I knew more of Lord of the Rings so I could read the fanfics you have written on it. At the rate I'm going at it it'll be until the next movie before I finally figure out who the heck Gollum is.