Title: Shadows
By: Blurred Riddle
N/n: Draco/Ginny
Rated: R
Chapter: Nine
Disclaimer: I really don't own Harry Potter….I wish I owned Warner Bros., Ron and Rupert Grint…does that count? Hehehe…
For: All of you…especially FoxyLady and my other reviewers…I STILL luv u all!! J Hmm, well after Ch. 8 I promise Ginny will be on the train up and going…I wanna thank my Beta SeZza she's the best!! And everyone else who E-mailed me for the position of a Beta!! Lol…luv ya!! J Well I hope you like Chap. 9!! PLEASE REVIEW!! Lol This Chapter will be one of the SHORTEST ones I'll EVER make...lol…So please, Chapter 10 will be longer, I PROMISE…see you,
~*BR*~
Feelings
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Feelings…
The next say was very tiresome in the Weasley house. There was more noise, yelling, and people frantically rushing up the stairs, with pieces of toast dangling from their mouths. Nervousness, excitement, anxiousness, worries, and other feelings that are normal and common amongst even the strongest of hearts. Unfortunately, Ginny wasn't half of the strong hearts. She gave the weak ones a bad name and the strong ones something to laugh about…
Change…
But that was the old Ginny. THIS Ginny had longer hair, fuller chest and *behind…hehehe*, nicer shape, taller and less shy. This was now Gin or Ginny for old time's sake of course. Having more of everything and being looked at differently was Ginny's whole purpose of changing. She did it for many people around her, but mostly for herself. She was tired of being looked at as the Youngest, Quietest, Loneliest, And Star-Struck Weasley. Charlie was known for his fantastic grades and Quidditch skills, Bill was just *cool*, Percy was known for his O.W.L.S and for his cleverness *of course*, Fred and George were comedians and rule-breakers but still managed to keep their grades high and their popularity level grew by minute, Ron was known for his chess skills but most importantly for being Harry Potter's best friend. *Why? Because he's Harry Potter that's why!!*, to Ginny there was no room for her. Everything that she wanted to be known for was taken by her brothers, or someone else had done it in the past that was not possible for the average 16 ½ year old to do.
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I hate September!! ARGH! Just shoot me, and get it over with. So much to put up with, it's pissing me off!! Ginny thought to herself, joining her mum and dad inside the car. Ron, Hermione and Harry were still inside getting ready. When the Weasley's were finally late, the car started and they drove to London all the way to Platforms 9¾.
"Now everyone, brace yourselves. Ginny, Harry, you both go first." Mrs. Weasley said hurriedly while pushing them to the platform.
"Alright Mum, Bye… I love you" Ginny shouted over the noise of people, and ran through the platform, *Harry close behind her* to find herself facing an unmoving train.
"Let's go put our stuff in storage, and then get our seats" Harry said to Ginny while helping her load the bags.
Looking for a compartment was hard enough as it was, while waiting for Ron and Hermione, Harry and Ginny decided to play a game.
"Hey Gin, I got an idea"
"What is it Harry?"
"How about, we play the insulting game I just made up"
"Huh?" came in Ginny's confused voice. "The INSULTING game?"
"Well, yeah. If you wanted to say something you knew I would never live down, now's the time to say it… We'll take turns alright?"
"Um…Sure, you go first"
"Freak"
Ginny was surprised, but then noticed the playful glint in Harry's eyes…So he wants to play Virginia Anne Weasley huh? Let the games begin… "Star Struck Prick" She then saw his surprise, but then saw him smirk…
"Rug Muncher"
Her eyes widened in surprise, "I'll pass because I'm a Christian Witch" Ginny said, about to laugh at the profanity Harry just said…"Or maybe…" she added before whispering, "Pencil"
"Huh?"
"Pencil"
"Okay…Bint"
"Tart"
Harry's eyes widened, "Bint"
"Wait, you said that twice…"
"So?"
"What do you mean SO? You can't say it twice!"
"Who invented the game here!!?"
"Aright… Fine… Girl Tart"
"Ah, so does that mean only YOU can say 'tart' twice and I can't say 'bint' twice" Harry then smirked…"Jumpy Redhead"
"Perky Pencil"
"What?"
"I said, Perky Pencil"
"Huh?"
Ginny sighed, "Perky Pencil Harry, doesn't that remind of something?" she then tried to clear her throat, as if trying to give him a hint…
"Pervert" Harry said suddenly, actually getting what she said, "Okay…hmmm…. Feisty"
"Who's feisty?" came in Ron's voice, Hermione poked her head inside the compartment… "I said who's feisty" he repeated again, wanting to know what was going on…
"Um… Remember those 'Blast Ended Skrewts' Hagrid had back in your third year?" Ginny said quickly, looking at Harry sharply as if daring him to defy her or look questionable…
"Oh yeah those" said Ron taking a seat, dismissing the whole conversation completely. They then got into a deep and hushed conversation, leaving Ginny completely out of it. She knew they probably didn't mean to, so she decided to find a compartment to herself… ~*¤(When I meant 'they' I was talking about Harry, Ron and Hermione, sorry if she wasn't mentioned guys! Okay..i'll shut up now)¤*~
Ginny got up and left, when outside she didn't know where to go… The compartment was broken down into four groups, The Ravenclaws and Gryffindors had the middle of the train, Hufflepuff had the right, and Slytherin had the left… Looking around Ravencalws, Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs compartments were useless; they were all full of people. Ginny sighed and walked slowly to the left hand side of the hallway. It was darker and cooler on that side; scaring herself into thinking she wished the Gryffindors' side was a little darker than so 'patriotic'.
While overlooking some rooms, she finally found an empty one. It was all the way in the back, one of the darkest and coldest corners on the whole train. In enigma, the compartment's number was '69' Ginny couldn't resist the temptation to laugh, Oh dear, this is just too much for one girl… Sitting down, finally the train had started, and I thought I was late! What bloody luck I have!!
Ginny then drifted off into a very deep and peaceful sleep…
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*~TbC~*
*~LuL, Blurred Riddle~*
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*~Hate me now, but you know you'll love me someday~*