I Really Do Believe That I Don't Belong Here
Chapter Three - Window Seal In the Picture (Give a Gift)
By Lindsey Ann
Author Notes: Ooo..I feel so loved! 8 reviews, four on each chapter. It makes me feel especially loved. I'm sorry that the chapters are so short. I'm going to try to improve on that.
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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The new sun arose on Ginny Weasley's face brightly. A new day for a new friendship. It seemed fiting the sun peeked out of the clouds, blessing the day. I'll to thank whose ever in charge of the weather sometime, Ginny said.
In a rush she got ready. Draco and I have so much to do and hardly any time. I doubt that when the Christmas holiday ends that we'll get much of a chance to talk. Draco will have to go to the way he was so he can stay alive, she thought to herself.
It stunned her. Before she thought so little of Draco because he wasn't stopping his father. But she realized now, that if you wanted to keep your parents alive and yourself alive sometimes you had to charade about who you were. The fact was startling but made sense. Someday, Ginny thought, I'm going to save Draco from his other side. It's much better to see the caring side of him.
Taking a quick shower of cold water to help wake her up more, she was still a bit sleepy even though she was so excited. She didn't have much sleep last night, again because of Draco Malfoy. Brushing her teeth and putting on a pair of faded, baggy jeans that were hand-me-downs for her brothers (She also was tall so they weren't too long. Even though her brother's were normal weight and she was, there still was a big size gap) and a white teeshirt. Quickly she grabbed a hand-made sweater from her mom which was pink and pulled it over her head. Taking one last look in the mirror, she determined that she was ready for the day.
Tomorrow would be Christmas. What should I get Draco? Ginny thought. If they were friends wouldn't the right thing to do would be to buy gifts? But she didn't expect a gift back from Draco, she didn't need one. Friendship was enough. Even though she had all brohers in her family, it still would be extremely difficult for her to shop for a boy. It wasn't like he was related to her and had to keep the gift no matter what.
Draco Malfoy had never seemed so nervous in his life. First of all, he'd be learning more about his mother. He only knew her name, Grace Schaller. It was beautiful name, which no doubt accompanied a loving and caring woman, someone who would have made an excellent mother. But how she died was puzzle to Draco. Childbirth, maybe? The idea haunted him because if that was so, he was the person who ended up killing his mother.
He waited nervingly at the library taping his fingers on the desk of the library in a constant motion. It bothered Madam Pince, she kept coming over so often pleading with him to stop. He would stop for a while then start up again.
Ginny saw Draco tapping his fingers in a constant motion going up-and-down over and over. "Don't tell me that's all your going to do?" Ginny asked, giggling as she sat down her journal, some quills, and a spare notebook with sribbles of drawings and words on the outside, but on the inside there was nothing, just blank sheets of paper as if it had a story waiting to be told.
"Where do we start?" Draco asked, assuming that Ginny knew more. She had to have had, she after all was friend's with Potter, who was friend's with that bookworm mudblood - he corrected himself- that bookworm witch. Using mudblood wasn't a good term seeing as though his mother was born of two muggle parents. I have to stop doing that, Draco thought.
Ginny's eyes glittered as she began to answer, "Hermione said they have record books towards the back. They're sorted by year and then by house. We just figure out a year your mom had and anything she did - disciplinary actions if needed, things like doing exceptionally well in a class, and notes from the teachers- would be in it." Draco nodded, grateful that Hogwarts kept such extensive records.
When they reached the back the first words that escaped Ginny's mouth were, "When did you dad start school at Hogwarts?" Draco shrugged. This was going to be harder than she thought. "We'll try something from sixteen years ago." She quickly plucked off a book from the shelf.
"Grace Schaller," Draco Malfoy said. "That was her name." Ginny nodded as she quickly scanned the pages of the book, looking for the name. She was a pretty fast reader, faster than Granger, perhaps? But why would Ginny be so fast at that? Draco didn't doubt she would be fast but you had to be fast for a good reason just like you had to be stuck in a certain house for a good reason.
"Aha! I found it. Sixteen years ago she was in her last year," She said as she showed Draco and began to take off the shelf the books from the previous first six years, it would take a while for them to sort through all of those.
But she had plenty of time and so did Draco.
The books were heavy but Ginny proved that she didn't need any help carrying them back to the table. I guess in a house full of boys you have to be tough, Draco thought.
She gave Draco the book with the oldest date. "That would be information for her first year, I'll go through her second, and then you on the third..." She said her voice trailing off as she again quickly scanned for her name. She paused when she found it.
On the page was a photo of her smiling, singing a song to herself, though you couldn't hear it, you had to expect it to be beautiful. Even when she was in her second year she looked beautiful. Breathtakingly beautiful. She was in the Gryffindor commons, by herself, it was snowing outside. Ginny knew that window seal, she had sat there before. Must've been taken during Christmas, Ginny said.
A brillant idea came to Ginny, she knew what to get Draco. It would probably the most precious gift he would be receiving this year - despite how much someone would be paying for him to be happy.
"Ginny?"
"Hmm?"
"What do you want for Christmas?" Draco asked as he looked up from the book. He hadn't quite reached the page on his mother yet.
Ginny thought for a moment. What did she want for Christmas? She hadn't thought much about it. "A necklace." It made sense, she didn't have any girlish possessions seeing that with a family full of boys there wasn't a chance that she would get a necklace as a hand-me-down. And her mother didn't wear jewelry except for her wedding ring. "I want a sterling silver one. Doesn't have to be fancy, I just want one." She said.
A grin went across Draco's face. "And what pray-tell would it be shaped like?"
"I have no preference. And I don't expect a gift." Even though Ginny said those words somehow she knew she would be getting a gift from Draco.
She noticied it was snowing. Not even 10 A.M., oh well, Ginny said to herself. "I'm going to go, Draco," she said. She had to get his Christmas present ready - which would be quite difficult to sneak in a Slytherin into the Gryffindor commons especially under Harry, Hermione's and especially Ron's noses. They would be upset if they knew anything.
There was a look of hurt on his face, but that soon turned to a grin. He could get her gift then. "Okay," he said nodding. "Meet back her at 7 A.M. tomorrow, okay?"
Ginny nodded and started to leave, taking her things. "One question Ginny what do you write in that journal?" She was startled. No one had asked her that question before.
"Oh things," she said.
"What kind of things?"
"Don't tell anyone but I love writing..Its for my future story about a girl, who was always assumed as a squib, stands up for herself when she comes to Hogwarts," She said blushing.
"Sounds interesting. I'll be the first one to read it right?"
She nodded. "Right." -----------
Okay you guys did you like that? Notice something in my writing that I'm lacking on? Please tell me, but make it nice. I'm known to cry over stuff easily. Now onto some thank-yous (in order of reviews).
Neca, thanks for another smashing review! But seriously if you ever, ever need help on a word or term don't be shy to ask. I'm going to go look for a translator so I can read one of your fics, and next year I'll be taking German so when I get confident enough I'll read your fanfics without the translator. Can I ask what, "mfg," means?
Themis, woah two German people reading my fanfic! Awesome! Same thing I said to Neca if you need any help with a word or term don't hesitate to ask, okay? As for your story on magicaltheory..whats the title/pen name you'll be using so I can go search for it.
Sarah, yes I do realize I write short chapters..Got any ideas on how to make it longer? Do you happen to write any fanfiction? I'd love to read some then! *I'm a fanfic junkie.*
Dannie7, well, to my knowledge I always thought that if your parents were both wizards/witches then you were a pureblood despite them being muggle born or something. Am I wrong about that?
Chapter Three - Window Seal In the Picture (Give a Gift)
By Lindsey Ann
Author Notes: Ooo..I feel so loved! 8 reviews, four on each chapter. It makes me feel especially loved. I'm sorry that the chapters are so short. I'm going to try to improve on that.
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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The new sun arose on Ginny Weasley's face brightly. A new day for a new friendship. It seemed fiting the sun peeked out of the clouds, blessing the day. I'll to thank whose ever in charge of the weather sometime, Ginny said.
In a rush she got ready. Draco and I have so much to do and hardly any time. I doubt that when the Christmas holiday ends that we'll get much of a chance to talk. Draco will have to go to the way he was so he can stay alive, she thought to herself.
It stunned her. Before she thought so little of Draco because he wasn't stopping his father. But she realized now, that if you wanted to keep your parents alive and yourself alive sometimes you had to charade about who you were. The fact was startling but made sense. Someday, Ginny thought, I'm going to save Draco from his other side. It's much better to see the caring side of him.
Taking a quick shower of cold water to help wake her up more, she was still a bit sleepy even though she was so excited. She didn't have much sleep last night, again because of Draco Malfoy. Brushing her teeth and putting on a pair of faded, baggy jeans that were hand-me-downs for her brothers (She also was tall so they weren't too long. Even though her brother's were normal weight and she was, there still was a big size gap) and a white teeshirt. Quickly she grabbed a hand-made sweater from her mom which was pink and pulled it over her head. Taking one last look in the mirror, she determined that she was ready for the day.
Tomorrow would be Christmas. What should I get Draco? Ginny thought. If they were friends wouldn't the right thing to do would be to buy gifts? But she didn't expect a gift back from Draco, she didn't need one. Friendship was enough. Even though she had all brohers in her family, it still would be extremely difficult for her to shop for a boy. It wasn't like he was related to her and had to keep the gift no matter what.
Draco Malfoy had never seemed so nervous in his life. First of all, he'd be learning more about his mother. He only knew her name, Grace Schaller. It was beautiful name, which no doubt accompanied a loving and caring woman, someone who would have made an excellent mother. But how she died was puzzle to Draco. Childbirth, maybe? The idea haunted him because if that was so, he was the person who ended up killing his mother.
He waited nervingly at the library taping his fingers on the desk of the library in a constant motion. It bothered Madam Pince, she kept coming over so often pleading with him to stop. He would stop for a while then start up again.
Ginny saw Draco tapping his fingers in a constant motion going up-and-down over and over. "Don't tell me that's all your going to do?" Ginny asked, giggling as she sat down her journal, some quills, and a spare notebook with sribbles of drawings and words on the outside, but on the inside there was nothing, just blank sheets of paper as if it had a story waiting to be told.
"Where do we start?" Draco asked, assuming that Ginny knew more. She had to have had, she after all was friend's with Potter, who was friend's with that bookworm mudblood - he corrected himself- that bookworm witch. Using mudblood wasn't a good term seeing as though his mother was born of two muggle parents. I have to stop doing that, Draco thought.
Ginny's eyes glittered as she began to answer, "Hermione said they have record books towards the back. They're sorted by year and then by house. We just figure out a year your mom had and anything she did - disciplinary actions if needed, things like doing exceptionally well in a class, and notes from the teachers- would be in it." Draco nodded, grateful that Hogwarts kept such extensive records.
When they reached the back the first words that escaped Ginny's mouth were, "When did you dad start school at Hogwarts?" Draco shrugged. This was going to be harder than she thought. "We'll try something from sixteen years ago." She quickly plucked off a book from the shelf.
"Grace Schaller," Draco Malfoy said. "That was her name." Ginny nodded as she quickly scanned the pages of the book, looking for the name. She was a pretty fast reader, faster than Granger, perhaps? But why would Ginny be so fast at that? Draco didn't doubt she would be fast but you had to be fast for a good reason just like you had to be stuck in a certain house for a good reason.
"Aha! I found it. Sixteen years ago she was in her last year," She said as she showed Draco and began to take off the shelf the books from the previous first six years, it would take a while for them to sort through all of those.
But she had plenty of time and so did Draco.
The books were heavy but Ginny proved that she didn't need any help carrying them back to the table. I guess in a house full of boys you have to be tough, Draco thought.
She gave Draco the book with the oldest date. "That would be information for her first year, I'll go through her second, and then you on the third..." She said her voice trailing off as she again quickly scanned for her name. She paused when she found it.
On the page was a photo of her smiling, singing a song to herself, though you couldn't hear it, you had to expect it to be beautiful. Even when she was in her second year she looked beautiful. Breathtakingly beautiful. She was in the Gryffindor commons, by herself, it was snowing outside. Ginny knew that window seal, she had sat there before. Must've been taken during Christmas, Ginny said.
A brillant idea came to Ginny, she knew what to get Draco. It would probably the most precious gift he would be receiving this year - despite how much someone would be paying for him to be happy.
"Ginny?"
"Hmm?"
"What do you want for Christmas?" Draco asked as he looked up from the book. He hadn't quite reached the page on his mother yet.
Ginny thought for a moment. What did she want for Christmas? She hadn't thought much about it. "A necklace." It made sense, she didn't have any girlish possessions seeing that with a family full of boys there wasn't a chance that she would get a necklace as a hand-me-down. And her mother didn't wear jewelry except for her wedding ring. "I want a sterling silver one. Doesn't have to be fancy, I just want one." She said.
A grin went across Draco's face. "And what pray-tell would it be shaped like?"
"I have no preference. And I don't expect a gift." Even though Ginny said those words somehow she knew she would be getting a gift from Draco.
She noticied it was snowing. Not even 10 A.M., oh well, Ginny said to herself. "I'm going to go, Draco," she said. She had to get his Christmas present ready - which would be quite difficult to sneak in a Slytherin into the Gryffindor commons especially under Harry, Hermione's and especially Ron's noses. They would be upset if they knew anything.
There was a look of hurt on his face, but that soon turned to a grin. He could get her gift then. "Okay," he said nodding. "Meet back her at 7 A.M. tomorrow, okay?"
Ginny nodded and started to leave, taking her things. "One question Ginny what do you write in that journal?" She was startled. No one had asked her that question before.
"Oh things," she said.
"What kind of things?"
"Don't tell anyone but I love writing..Its for my future story about a girl, who was always assumed as a squib, stands up for herself when she comes to Hogwarts," She said blushing.
"Sounds interesting. I'll be the first one to read it right?"
She nodded. "Right." -----------
Okay you guys did you like that? Notice something in my writing that I'm lacking on? Please tell me, but make it nice. I'm known to cry over stuff easily. Now onto some thank-yous (in order of reviews).
Neca, thanks for another smashing review! But seriously if you ever, ever need help on a word or term don't be shy to ask. I'm going to go look for a translator so I can read one of your fics, and next year I'll be taking German so when I get confident enough I'll read your fanfics without the translator. Can I ask what, "mfg," means?
Themis, woah two German people reading my fanfic! Awesome! Same thing I said to Neca if you need any help with a word or term don't hesitate to ask, okay? As for your story on magicaltheory..whats the title/pen name you'll be using so I can go search for it.
Sarah, yes I do realize I write short chapters..Got any ideas on how to make it longer? Do you happen to write any fanfiction? I'd love to read some then! *I'm a fanfic junkie.*
Dannie7, well, to my knowledge I always thought that if your parents were both wizards/witches then you were a pureblood despite them being muggle born or something. Am I wrong about that?