((Fyrechild: Thanks:)
Ferntongue: Glad you're enjoying it! ~_~ Still working on the chapters.
Ri: I'm doing my best...
tulzdavampslayer: Nice name:). Look out for Tallulah in the next few chapters. I know PG-13s are good, and I'm still considering the rating.
Glowing Embers: Updating...now*_~
RoseBookends: *sniff* Poor Rose :,,( . Well, hope you have fun over the holidays anyway...
Queen Tessandrilene Wendracon: Working on the chapter thing. And in chapt. 3, Hermione mentioned that she used a different, stronger spell than Moody had, one that will only wear off on its own, after about a year.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling.
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As she said the names, Draco realized that he knew two of the girls already. Ann Rivers and Rita Davis were Chasers on the Ravenclaw team. This became more evident as the ride wore on. For the first few minutes, the conversation was limited to what-did-you-do-over-the-summer and the like, but gradually, Ann and Rita began discussing Quidditch strategies. Ginny and the other girl, Rose, exchanged looks that were at once impatient and amused - obviously, they were used to this change of topic.
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"So, Magical Menagerie?" Rose asked, looking to Silver. Ginny nodded, following her gaze to the cage perched on a pile of suitcases nearby. Inside, Rose's White-Faced owl, Shadow, looked back at them, red-gold eyes aloof. Rose had gotten him last year at the Menagerie.
"He's looking well", she said, sending a proud smile to his owner's face.
"Thanks. Silver, too," Rose added. Ginny nodded, raising a hand to gently stroke him.
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Draco, who had been still bristling with irritation, softened slightly under her hand. Gradually, he had become accustomed to her touch. This was, of course, only because it offended her when he shied away, and he didn't want to be caught. No other reason at all. He shook his head, focusing once again on the conversation. Ginny and Rose had started discussing the coming year at Hogwarts, oblivious to the Quidditch talk coming from the other two. He sighed slightly, lulled by the rhythmic movement of the train, and his eyes slid slowly shut.
"ATTENTION, ALL STUDENTS! WE WILL BE ARRIVING AT HOGWARTS SHORTLY. PLEASE CHANGE INTO YOUR ROBES QUICKLY. REMBER TO LEAVE YOUR LUGGAGE ON THE TRAIN."
Draco stood bolt upright, jerked awake by the magically magnified voice of the conductor reverberating through the room. Ginny turned to look at him, laughter in her clear green eyes. "Sorry, sleepyhead. C'mon, up you go, now." Gently, she plucked him off her shoulder, placing him on the seat beside her. Fumbling in her suitcase, she came out with a worn black robe, which she shrugged on over her Muggle clothes. The others did the same. After a few minutes, they felt the Express roll to a stop. Ginny got up, and he slipped once again into the book bag. Shortly after, they were outside once again. Draco poked his head up, to see Hogwarts framed against the growing darkness. He sighed slightly. He'd seen it before, of course, but now, it just seemed so...big. Not for the first time, he wondered what would happen now, how he was going to survive until June.
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Ferntongue: Glad you're enjoying it! ~_~ Still working on the chapters.
Ri: I'm doing my best...
tulzdavampslayer: Nice name:). Look out for Tallulah in the next few chapters. I know PG-13s are good, and I'm still considering the rating.
Glowing Embers: Updating...now*_~
RoseBookends: *sniff* Poor Rose :,,( . Well, hope you have fun over the holidays anyway...
Queen Tessandrilene Wendracon: Working on the chapter thing. And in chapt. 3, Hermione mentioned that she used a different, stronger spell than Moody had, one that will only wear off on its own, after about a year.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling.
-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-
/\_/\_/\_/\_/\
As she said the names, Draco realized that he knew two of the girls already. Ann Rivers and Rita Davis were Chasers on the Ravenclaw team. This became more evident as the ride wore on. For the first few minutes, the conversation was limited to what-did-you-do-over-the-summer and the like, but gradually, Ann and Rita began discussing Quidditch strategies. Ginny and the other girl, Rose, exchanged looks that were at once impatient and amused - obviously, they were used to this change of topic.
/\_/\_/\_/\_/\
~*~*~*~*~*~
"So, Magical Menagerie?" Rose asked, looking to Silver. Ginny nodded, following her gaze to the cage perched on a pile of suitcases nearby. Inside, Rose's White-Faced owl, Shadow, looked back at them, red-gold eyes aloof. Rose had gotten him last year at the Menagerie.
"He's looking well", she said, sending a proud smile to his owner's face.
"Thanks. Silver, too," Rose added. Ginny nodded, raising a hand to gently stroke him.
~*~*~*~*~*~
/\_/\_/\_/\_/\
Draco, who had been still bristling with irritation, softened slightly under her hand. Gradually, he had become accustomed to her touch. This was, of course, only because it offended her when he shied away, and he didn't want to be caught. No other reason at all. He shook his head, focusing once again on the conversation. Ginny and Rose had started discussing the coming year at Hogwarts, oblivious to the Quidditch talk coming from the other two. He sighed slightly, lulled by the rhythmic movement of the train, and his eyes slid slowly shut.
"ATTENTION, ALL STUDENTS! WE WILL BE ARRIVING AT HOGWARTS SHORTLY. PLEASE CHANGE INTO YOUR ROBES QUICKLY. REMBER TO LEAVE YOUR LUGGAGE ON THE TRAIN."
Draco stood bolt upright, jerked awake by the magically magnified voice of the conductor reverberating through the room. Ginny turned to look at him, laughter in her clear green eyes. "Sorry, sleepyhead. C'mon, up you go, now." Gently, she plucked him off her shoulder, placing him on the seat beside her. Fumbling in her suitcase, she came out with a worn black robe, which she shrugged on over her Muggle clothes. The others did the same. After a few minutes, they felt the Express roll to a stop. Ginny got up, and he slipped once again into the book bag. Shortly after, they were outside once again. Draco poked his head up, to see Hogwarts framed against the growing darkness. He sighed slightly. He'd seen it before, of course, but now, it just seemed so...big. Not for the first time, he wondered what would happen now, how he was going to survive until June.
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