A Lovely Day for A Walk
It was a brisk fall day at Hogwarts School of Withcraft and Wizardry. The leaves of most of the great trees were turning mixes of crimson and gold. It was all such a beautiful sight, thought the 5th year Ginny Weasley as she walked across the grounds. Her old patched cloak wrapped tightly around her, though it looked sparse, it was quite warm. Gin headed towards 'her' tree, she got to the base and looked up, there was someone there. 'Great.' She thought to herself, shaking her head, she walked a bit closer, staring up into the branches. She saw a familiar platinum blonde haired 6th year. It was Draco Malfoy.
"Excuse me?"
She said softly. She hated Slytherins, and avoided them at all costs.
"What do YOU want Weasely?"
Malfoy held his usual sneer; the lazy drawl in his voice as was customary.
"You're in my tree."
She answered flatly, folding her arms across her chest.
"I don't think, Miss Weasley, that you can call this 'Your' tree. I don't see your name on it."
He retorted sharply. Ginny smirked, pointing an un-gloved hand to the spot on a branch right beside his hand. It clearly read 'Ginny Weasley' in a child-like handwriting.
"Oh."
He said back, not having a comeback for that one, he climbed down the tree.
"Thought so."
She smiled 'pleasantly' and climbed up into the tree. Draco sneered, and turned on his heel, walking back towards the castle.
/That was surprisingly easy./
She thought to herself, sighing. She took in the rest of the scenery around her. The sun had just begun to set, sending deep orange and pink rays all over the grounds. The light hit the lake's still surface, making it glitter. It was so pretty.. What a lovely day for a walk..
It was a brisk fall day at Hogwarts School of Withcraft and Wizardry. The leaves of most of the great trees were turning mixes of crimson and gold. It was all such a beautiful sight, thought the 5th year Ginny Weasley as she walked across the grounds. Her old patched cloak wrapped tightly around her, though it looked sparse, it was quite warm. Gin headed towards 'her' tree, she got to the base and looked up, there was someone there. 'Great.' She thought to herself, shaking her head, she walked a bit closer, staring up into the branches. She saw a familiar platinum blonde haired 6th year. It was Draco Malfoy.
"Excuse me?"
She said softly. She hated Slytherins, and avoided them at all costs.
"What do YOU want Weasely?"
Malfoy held his usual sneer; the lazy drawl in his voice as was customary.
"You're in my tree."
She answered flatly, folding her arms across her chest.
"I don't think, Miss Weasley, that you can call this 'Your' tree. I don't see your name on it."
He retorted sharply. Ginny smirked, pointing an un-gloved hand to the spot on a branch right beside his hand. It clearly read 'Ginny Weasley' in a child-like handwriting.
"Oh."
He said back, not having a comeback for that one, he climbed down the tree.
"Thought so."
She smiled 'pleasantly' and climbed up into the tree. Draco sneered, and turned on his heel, walking back towards the castle.
/That was surprisingly easy./
She thought to herself, sighing. She took in the rest of the scenery around her. The sun had just begun to set, sending deep orange and pink rays all over the grounds. The light hit the lake's still surface, making it glitter. It was so pretty.. What a lovely day for a walk..