Author Note: Another chapter is up (yay!). Please review!
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Draco and Ginny waited ten minutes before daring to move; Ginny wondering still who the man was..where he was from. She would have been more then happy to go and take a look at the odd person, (my, how much more courageous she was with Draco around her!) but Draco wouldn't let her move, protecting her from whoever was around them. Finally, he nodded: they could go.
Draco heaved a sigh, mumbling under his breath-("That was close.")-before helping Ginny up from the floor. "Are you okay, m'dear?"
Ginny nodded, bushing slightly at the question, but still stared down the hall at the man, now gone. "Who was that?"
The clock in the hall was chiming six, letting Draco change the conversation quickly..a little to quickly. "Er-um, oh it's time for dinner! Come on, Gin' before we're late."
Ginny have Draco a skeptical look....what was he hiding? She tried to put her ease at rest as she sat down beside him. It must have worked, for her thoughts of the man-or was it something else?-had vanished by the next day.
In fact, the next days at the Malfoy place passed quickly: Draco and Ginny were always holding hands or talking for hours. Everything seemed to fit together. They seemed to fit perfectly. They wondered, however, how everyone else would react if they saw them (a malfoy and weasley!) together.
"They won't understand, will they?" Ginny asked on her last night there.
"No, they don't understand, Gin'. They're to worried about everything else to understand anything like-like-us." Draco said with a bit of passion. He put his hand into Ginny's, adding, "But, I guess, we'll make it work out. We'll make 'em understand."
Ginny nodded: this was another reason why she loved Draco. Putting her head on his shoulder, she sighed contently, falling asleep.
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The Hogwarts Express was pulling into the station, students beginning to board it, chatting about their summer. Draco was only able to steal a glance at Ginny, who blushed, as he boarded the train, yelling at Crabe and Goyle.
Ginny giggled as she sat down by Ron-she knew Draco enjoyed ordering Crabbe and Goyle around. It was something he looked forward to do every year.
"What's so funny?" Ron sneered, glancing at Ginny.
Ginny rolled her eyes and lightly smirked (Hermione and Harry were more then certain that Draco had taught her this) but didn't answer. She instead watched the window, wanting to be left alone.
Draco paced around a bit: he needed to see Ginny? But what if Crabbe and Goyle decided to follow, or catch on to his secret? He snorted a bit, thinking. Suddenly, an idea struck him....!
~A few minutes later~
"Hello Potter, Weasley-Granger." Draco smirked as he barged into their compartment. "Oh, and hello Ginny." He paused, trying to keep the insides of his pockets still.
"What do you have in there?" Hermione asked absently, then almost shrieking as two small rodents popped out of it. "What are those things! Get them away!"
"Ah, Granger is afraid of small rodents?" Draco asked, tucking the two rats back in. he would, of course, be remembering Hermione and her little fright. "Then why on earth do you hang out with these two here?" He gestured towards Ron and Harry before turning to leave: he gave Ginny a wink, mouthing something to her before slamming the compartment shut.
At once Ginny began to get a fit of giggles, Ron staring at her.
Why of course! Who else could those rats have been? Sneaky, pointy-faced and smelly-Crabbe and Goyle!
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Draco and Ginny waited ten minutes before daring to move; Ginny wondering still who the man was..where he was from. She would have been more then happy to go and take a look at the odd person, (my, how much more courageous she was with Draco around her!) but Draco wouldn't let her move, protecting her from whoever was around them. Finally, he nodded: they could go.
Draco heaved a sigh, mumbling under his breath-("That was close.")-before helping Ginny up from the floor. "Are you okay, m'dear?"
Ginny nodded, bushing slightly at the question, but still stared down the hall at the man, now gone. "Who was that?"
The clock in the hall was chiming six, letting Draco change the conversation quickly..a little to quickly. "Er-um, oh it's time for dinner! Come on, Gin' before we're late."
Ginny have Draco a skeptical look....what was he hiding? She tried to put her ease at rest as she sat down beside him. It must have worked, for her thoughts of the man-or was it something else?-had vanished by the next day.
In fact, the next days at the Malfoy place passed quickly: Draco and Ginny were always holding hands or talking for hours. Everything seemed to fit together. They seemed to fit perfectly. They wondered, however, how everyone else would react if they saw them (a malfoy and weasley!) together.
"They won't understand, will they?" Ginny asked on her last night there.
"No, they don't understand, Gin'. They're to worried about everything else to understand anything like-like-us." Draco said with a bit of passion. He put his hand into Ginny's, adding, "But, I guess, we'll make it work out. We'll make 'em understand."
Ginny nodded: this was another reason why she loved Draco. Putting her head on his shoulder, she sighed contently, falling asleep.
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The Hogwarts Express was pulling into the station, students beginning to board it, chatting about their summer. Draco was only able to steal a glance at Ginny, who blushed, as he boarded the train, yelling at Crabe and Goyle.
Ginny giggled as she sat down by Ron-she knew Draco enjoyed ordering Crabbe and Goyle around. It was something he looked forward to do every year.
"What's so funny?" Ron sneered, glancing at Ginny.
Ginny rolled her eyes and lightly smirked (Hermione and Harry were more then certain that Draco had taught her this) but didn't answer. She instead watched the window, wanting to be left alone.
Draco paced around a bit: he needed to see Ginny? But what if Crabbe and Goyle decided to follow, or catch on to his secret? He snorted a bit, thinking. Suddenly, an idea struck him....!
~A few minutes later~
"Hello Potter, Weasley-Granger." Draco smirked as he barged into their compartment. "Oh, and hello Ginny." He paused, trying to keep the insides of his pockets still.
"What do you have in there?" Hermione asked absently, then almost shrieking as two small rodents popped out of it. "What are those things! Get them away!"
"Ah, Granger is afraid of small rodents?" Draco asked, tucking the two rats back in. he would, of course, be remembering Hermione and her little fright. "Then why on earth do you hang out with these two here?" He gestured towards Ron and Harry before turning to leave: he gave Ginny a wink, mouthing something to her before slamming the compartment shut.
At once Ginny began to get a fit of giggles, Ron staring at her.
Why of course! Who else could those rats have been? Sneaky, pointy-faced and smelly-Crabbe and Goyle!
