Chapter 3
By Crystal
*Screw the disclaimers ^^;;*
~*~ Ginny ~*~
As usual, first years were getting sorted into houses and I was sitting there, bored. I saw Malfoy looking just as bored. Suddenly, he looked at me and rolled his eyes, signalling Pansy, who was once again trying to grab his ass. I looked away immediately, biting onto my lips hard, hoping I wouldn't start cracking up in the middle of the ceremony.
Hermione sensed what was wrong and asked, "Ginny, are you okay?"
I nodded slowly, then calmed myself down, which took me a few minutes, then I looked at Malfoy again. He was looking straight at me, his annoying smirk on his face. I stuck out my tongue. Ah, since when did I become so friendly with a Malfoy?
"Zuber, Stephan!"
"SLYTHERIN!" Finally, it was over. I saw Professor McGonagall roll up the scroll while Professor Dumbledore stood on his feet and said a few usual weird words and sat back down while the plates filled up immediately.
There was any kind of meat you wanted, then there was mashed potato, baked chicken pie, cheese, garlic bread, any kind of soup available, gravy, mustard, ketchup, and any kind of food that would come to one's mind. I poured myself a cup of hot water and piled my plate with sausage, mashed potato, some mixed with gravy and other mixed with ketchup.
Quite quickly, all of us had filled our appetite, the plates became spotless and some desserts appeared. There were chocolate cake, pudding, jello and even ice cream of any sort of flavour. I cut a slice of chocolate cake and put it on my plate, taking a bite of it every once in a while. My mind was on other things... Yet, I don't know what they were on. Possibly a certain grey eyed blond. Ugh.
"Hey, our Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher is Professor Lupin! I looked over at where the teacher was suppose to sit and indeed, Professor Lupin was there. This was bound to be a fun year... And an interesting one at that.
After a while, all the desserts disappeared and Professor Dumbledore stood up, "Ah yes, a new year. Welcome to back to Hogwarts and for those who are new, welcome. I have a few announcements to make. The first is concerning the new Head Boy and Head Girl. We are lucky enough to have Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. Please stand up."
A gasp went up from the whole school as they announced Malfoy's name. I snorted.
"There are also Prefects which include Jonathan Finn from Hufflepuff, Stacy McPhee from Ravenclaw, Marina Laird from Slytherin and Virginia Weasley from Gryffindor. I would also like to congratulate Ms Weasley for being able to do potions well enough to move up a grade." He paused for the clapping while I sat there, my face flushed. I caught Malfoy's amused glance and I glared at him. He smirked. Argh!
"Other than that, First years should note that the Forbidden Forest is forbidden to all. There are also other students that might want to remember that," he eyes landed on the 'Dream Team'. "No magic should be used in between classes, Mr Filch will make sure of that and Quidditch trials should be held in the second week of term. Contact Madam Hooch if you would like to join for your house team. And now, the school song!"
I sat there once again, quiet as I listened to the rest of the school sing the school song. For years until they graduated, Fred and George always choose some slow songs so they would be the last to sing. After the school song, I stood up, leading all the first years to the Gryffindor Tower. I let them up the marble staircase, into the long corridors where some muggle-born stared in awe at the moving staircases, the portraits and we met 'Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington', who was also known as Nearly Headless Nick.
I smiled at him, "Sir Nicholas, nice to meet you again."
"Ahh... Nice to see you too, Ms Weasley. I must get going though, congratulations on being a Prefect!"
I muttered a thank you as he disappeared into thin air, there were gasps everywhere and I turned around to look at the first years, "You might want to watch out for Peeves. A Poltergeist. The only person that can control him is the Bloody Baron." I turned around and continued through the corridor until I saw the Fat Lady. I said the password, which was 'Dragon Blood' and went through the hole, finding myself into the Common Room. Ah, I had missed it.
"The girls go here," I pointed through a door "and the boys are here," another door. I sighed as all the first years left, school has officially started and as I have said before, it was bound to be an interesting year.
* * * * *
I swore again, leave it to me to be almost late. I was running into the hall and to my Transfiguration class, thanks to Malfoy for slamming into me in the hallways, making me drop off my quills and books, even if he did help me gather them, he still made me late! I was fuming, of course. Damned Malfoy. First day and I had already started walking into him. Argh!
That stupid git! But surprisingly, he had picked up my books. I wonder what is wrong with him? I'm not complaining at all, but getting me a discount for my ball dress, and then having a nice chat... Until he pissed me off, of course, but ignore that. He picked up my books?! A Weasley! I mean, he probably thought that saying 'Weasley' would poison him or something, but he was picking up my books. God, what has gotten into him?!
I growled, frustrated. If only I could run faster... Then I wouldn't be late. I ran until I saw the room, then stepped inside. Professor McGonagall was already teacher, she looked at me with those strict eyes of her, "Ms Weasley, ten points from Gryffindor for being late."
Oh man... First day, first class, and I had already lost ten points. Damn Malfoy.
~*~ Draco ~*~
I cursed Weasley. I cursed myself. I cursed Professor Flitwick. In other words, I was cursing everyone I knew. Damned Weasley had to just run in front of me and drop all her stuff. Surprisingly, me, being the moronic bastard just had to act like a gentleman and picked up her books and quills. Damn me.
And to think I had paid for her robes and talk with her nicely on the train. Although I must say, she was a nice person to talk to... Wait till my father hears this, me, a Malfoy talking decently to her, a Weasley. He'd throw a fit, hah. Actually, it'd be nice if he did. I hate hem anyways. Damn him too. Damn him all to hell.
I arrived at Charms only to have Professor Fliwick look at me, "Ten points from Slytherin, Mr Malfoy." Shit.
Dear lord, what the hell was I thinking picking up her stuff and getting myself late, which ended up taking points away from Slytherin? I could care less, really. But I don't think they, as in the Slytherins would be very pleased to hear that the Head Boy lost them ten points for being late. Ah damn it.
Classes passed by quickly, teachers reviewing everything
from last year. I looked at my
schedule. Ah, double potions tomorrow
morning. Great. Quickly, I went into the kitchen to get some
dinner before going to the library. I
needed to borrow that muggle book from the library. I knew I should have bought it instead of going to muggle
libraries during summer... I haven't
been able to read any since yesterday at the train when Weasley let me borrow
the book. And I have been looking
forward to it.
I was planning on reading it last night, until Pansy came up and grabbed my ass
again. Oh god. After getting dinner, which consisted of two
sandwiches and a glass of pumpkin juice, I went to the library, knowing no one
was going to be there. I slapped my
head mentally. If no one was going to
be there, that meant Madam Pince wasn't going to be there, and if she wasn't
going to be there, then I wouldn't be able to sign out the book. I growled in frustration.
Oh well, at least now, I'd still be able to read it. I could always wait for her to come down after dinner.
I walked into the library and was greeted by a big blob of red hair sitting in one of the farther tables. Weasley. Great, just my luck. She just had to sit nearest to the muggle section. I sighed and she looked up immediately. Damn it, damn myself. "Hey Weasley."
"Hey Malfoy. What
are you doing here?"
I lifted my eyebrow, "What are you doing here?"
She lifted up her book, the second book, "Reading. Now your turn."
I rolled my eyes, "I needed to get the third book, all right?"
She grinned, "You only had to ask, Malfoy." She looked in her back and tossed out a black book, which I caught in my hands. The Return of the King in silver letters. I mumbled a thanks. "What was that, didn't catch you the first time."
"You are so childish, Weasley." She stuck her tongue out.
I sat down on the chair as I started reading the book, once in a while looking at her as she was reading, sometimes even catching her glances my way. I smirked. Looks like the youngest Weasley had a crush on bad Malfoy. "I hate it when you're smirking..." I lifted up my eyebrows, "Never mind."
My mouth curved into a smile, "Good." I suddenly stood up, "Anyways, I'm going to borrow this book. Thanks Weasley."
"WAIT! I haven't even given you permission yet!" I kept walking, suddenly hearing a crash behind me. I looked back, surprised at the scene. Weasley was lying with her face downwards and it looked like as if she tripped on a chair or something.
"Hey... You all right?" I asked.
I heard her growl and grumble some swear words, "Stupid, ugly, git! You idiotic bastard!" Her curses seemed to grow louder by the second. "God damn bastard."
"Hey..." I put my hands up in defence, "no need to get nasty, Weasley. I never knew you could swear that much."
She glared at me, and I smirked. "GOD DAMN IT! YOU AND YOUR STUPID UGLY SMIRK! I'M GOING TO WIPE THAT OFF YOUR DAMN FACE IF YOU DON'T DO SO NOW!"
"Mr Malfoy, Ms Weasley! This is a library, you do not scream in the library!" I heard Madam Pince say. I slapped my forehead mentally. "Leave, now!" She pushed the both of us out the library.
Weasley growled, "Damn you, Malfoy."
"Yes, yes..." I turned around, "Anyways, thanks for the book, I'll return it after I finish it." I started walking away, my ears once again filled with cussing. Ah, it was music to my ears.
"Damn you, Malfoy. Watch your back..."
Ah, seemed like I just pissed Weasley off. Ah well.
KrystyWroth – No, I'm fine with the french essays, just annoys me that I have to do it. I don't like french much... But it's my second language, eh. English's my third. Japanese's my fifth... I might even consider taking up Korean =p I love making them argue, but the romance is certainly coming soon. Angst...? This prequel will certainly end as an angst, then same with the sequel. But the third sequel will be a happy ending, I promise you this much. I've thought about everything already ^^ A trilogy =p Anyways, thanks!
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Frananddragon – Your Legolas? Nah uh. He belongs to every fangirl, lol. I mean, you gotta share. 90% of the girl population is after Orlando Bloom =p Prank? Lol... I think I'll make her do a prank on someone, but possibly end up screwing it up. *grins* I love making sad stories... Since well, they reflect a lot more on stuff. Life is never a rose garden, as I would always say ^^
Rivenloe – Ah! Another nickname ^^. *grins* Legolas and Gimli are soooo cool ^^
Dreamstrifer – lol... Dashing good looks ^^ Well, Draco does have them. *nods*
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