Alluring Imperfections
By Faltering Hues
Chapter 4
A/N: I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get this chapter out! Hopefully I still have a few people interested. Sometimes I just go into phases where I can't write at all. Just for making you all wait so long, I've written what I like to think is an extra long chapter. Enjoy! ^_^
Quidditch. Quidditch. QUIDDITCH. For the last few hours, that's the only thing Ginny could hear. Practically every member of Gryffindor was in the Common Room, talking all at once. About Quidditch, obviously. The downfall, Ginny didn't give a Witch's nose about the game. Sure, it was fun to watch, but after awhile, it got boring.
Harry and Ron were currently sitting at a desk with a signup sheet. At least 15 people planned on trying out. 1st year students were beaming when the time came for them to write down their name. The brilliant Harry Potter and his well known companion Ron Weasley were talking to them.
"Um, Ginny." A rather tall, dark haired 5th year suddenly appeared in her line of vision. Two more girls her age were standing slightly behind. "We were wondering if you could… uh… confirm something for us." Blush itched slowly across her cheeks. The bad part was, Ginny had no idea of the identities of these girls.
Luckily, the shortest girl must've noticed Ginny's unknowing stare. "My name is Britney." Her voice came out a soft note above a whisper. "This is Jackie…" A girl with light blonde hair puffed her chest out proudly. "…And Jennie." Ginny could only assume who that was. Memory kicked in.
"Oh, yes I remember now. What is it you need confirming of?" She smiled brightly, glad to be taken away from the world of Quidditch. All three girls looked nervous. "Please, sit down. We're all Gryffindor's here."
Jennie smiled, quickly taking the spot nearest Ginny. "We just wanted to know. Did you really beat up Malfoy?" Eyes filled with amazement were looking Ginny's way. For once, she was going to be smug about it.
"Actually, I did beat up that git." Amusement danced onto her face. "And I'd do it again." Jackie squealed loudly, and ran off to tell another group of 5th years. Jennie was still smiling while Britney looked at Ginny in awe. Take that. Now I've got my own fan club.
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Groggily, Ginny rolled over in her bed. Light was pouring through open windows. Her eyes flew wide open. "NO!" She was 15 minutes late for breakfast. Reeling out of the bed at a mad speed, Ginny dashed into the bathroom. Loud crashes and rips could be heard. Luckily, nobody else was in the Common Room except 5 or 6 people who skipped breakfast.
She practically flew down the stairs, not bothering to explain why she was in such a rush. Most people already knew by the sounds from upstairs. A few papers flew from her books, but Ginny didn't notice.
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Draco was storming towards the Great Hall. Every Slytherin had so lovingly let him over sleep. And to top it of, he was starving for once in his life. Classes didn't matter right now. This war was between Draco and his food. A deep growl escaped his throat. A dry throat that was in desperate need of milk. He walked faster. Then a spark of red caught his eye. "Well, well… look at that. The little Weas-"
The sentence never finished. Ginny had caught him off guard and shoved. This sent Draco tumbling on his butt… right at the doors of the Great Hall. Doors that were wide open. She didn't even bother to look back, but strolled to her table, glad breakfast wasn't over.
He was so… so… MAD. THAT WEASLEY, HOW DARE SHE! Draco was left speechless, while picking himself up, and walking arrogantly towards the other Slytherin's. For all it mattered to him, this little incident never happened. That was until he got Weasley to himself.
For the remainder of breakfast, most of the students were laughing at Malfoy and cheering on Ginny.
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It was now mid afternoon, and time for Gryffindor Quidditch try outs. A few of the Professors had decided to show up and watch, to make sure nothing got out of hand. There had also been guests allowed. George and Fred Weasley, and Angelina Johnson were among some of the bodies out on the Quidditch Field. A secret was let public when a certain man, by the name of Oliver Wood, showed up.
Apparently, Professor Everclear, who was a graduated Ravenclaw mind you, had been in a rather serious relationship with the former Quidditch Captain for quite awhile. This was definitely a piece of gossip that would spread like wild fire. Not that either party involved minded.
"I don't know Ron, his back hand punch just isn't as tough as Meera's." Harry was pacing, leaving a trail of smashed grass. The people who had signed up were alright, but just not what Harry had wanted. Of course, they had the practices to get better.
Ron, on the other hand, thought everything was going wonderfully. On a few occasions, he went up and tested the others himself. "Well Meera is good, but is she faster than Joanes?" Bodies were flying all over, mere blurs to the untrained eye. Suddenly, Ron hopped onto his room and blasted into the air, yelling. "TRYOUTS ARE OVER! BACK DOWN!" His hands were waving wildly to accommodate.
After a few minutes of confusion, everyone was standing around Harry and Ron. Excitement buzzed through the air. Only three people would make it on the team. Two Beaters, and one Chaser. Everclear and Wood had disappeared sometime two hours after try outs began. No one had seen them since. George and Fred were walking through the crowd, dishing out jokes and encouragement to the players.
"Alright." Harry cleared his throat and looked at Ron for a moment. "Let me start by saying, good job everyone. Unfortunately, only three of you will be selected. There's always next year, so don't loose hope!" He pulled out a small roll of parchment and handed it to Ron, smiling.
"This years new Chaser will be Adam Binks." Clapping sounded across their small section on the field. "Our two new Beaters are Nelly Meera and Samson Joanes. Congratulations."
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Shouts were echoing from the Quidditch Pitch. Those students who were unlucky enough to still be in classes were becoming jealous. Ginny was not one of those students, however. All Gryffindor's were released from classes for the day to attend tryouts. She just opted not to go.
Most of the day, she was lying in bed, enjoying the rare silence. Tonight there would be a party, so she got all the sleep she needed ahead of time. More than likely, Ginny wouldn't attend the party. Gryffindor wasn't known for throwing interesting get-togethers.
At the moment, Ginny was in fact headed down to see if Hermione had a book she could borrow.
"Weasley." A hiss slid from the shadows of a tree. "Fancy meeting you here." Venom was laced in his voice. The voice of a dangerous man when provoked. And provoked he most certainly was.
Ginny had to admit to herself she was a bit scared of Malfoy when he was angry. Oh no. She had completely forgotten the 'accident' this morning. "What do you want, Malfoy? I have better things to do with my time." Draco slinked out of the shadows, not even the trace of a smirk on his face.
"You've embarrassed me one too many times." Her stared tightly down at her. She's got guts to still be standing here. "Trying to live up to the Gryffindor image now, Weasel?" He snorted, the famous smirk showing itself. "You've got guts…" Draco paused for effect. "…But once I've finished with you, you'll only know how to cry."
Ginny laughed. "Oh yeah, Malfoy. Good line. It's not like crying isn't something I don't already do." With that said, she walked off, chuckling to herself ever so often.
WHAT!? WHAT?! AGAIN, WEASLEY. You've bested me AGAIN. Draco slammed his fist into the tree, not even noticed the bruises that immediately formed. That's it Weasley. The last time. I'll show you little girl… I'll bring reality to your door step. Grunting, he stalked off back to the castle.
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The party had started, precisely when Ginny had guessed. Loud music was raging through the Common Room. Of course, they only had till 2 am, before McGonagall came up. Ron and Hermione had forced her to stay down there with them. Nobody paid her much attention. Occasionally Jennie, Britney, or Jackie would talk to her for a few minutes. Ginny didn't mind though. She was quite comfortable in a chair off the side. And eavesdropping was fun sometimes.
"So Harry, where'd you go earlier after we announced positions?" Hermione was yelling loudly, so he could hear her.
"Oh…" He glanced absently at Ginny. "I had to go talk to a Professor about something." Hermione seemed satisfied, so she walked off to find Ron. There were so many people, the chair in the corner could barely be seen. Harry sighed. Now's better than ever. With a blank expression, Harry began to walk towards Ginny, pushing gently to get over there.
Without warning, all the lights blew. Even though they were magical. The entire Gryffindor Tower was engulfed in darkness. Someone was yelling near the entrance. "SOMEONE'S BROKEN IN. THE PORTRAIT'S WIDE OPEN!" When this news arrived to the ears of many, screams erupted, sending people in every direction. Some were shoved to the ground, others thrown aside. It was chaos.
Ginny was about to stand up and yell for everyone to shut up, and eager hands closed around her air pipe. She tried to scream, but couldn't even breathe in. Using force she never knew she had, Ginny shoved the attacker away. More people screamed. People closer to her.
A loud bang ended the screaming, and brought lights back to black. The portrait hole was now shut. Ginny's eyes frantically looked around for her brother. He was about 30 feet away, all tangled with Harry. Hermione lay a few feet away, stuck under Seamus. The furniture had all been flipped. Moans could be heard where people fell down the stairs.
The Common Room was a wreck. Everything was so messed up. Everyone was disturbed. Again, the portrait swung open, to reveal a fret Professor McGonagall. Her hair had come slightly loose from the normally tight bun. Other foot steps could be heard coming towards Gryffindor Tower. More than likely more Professors. "Someone, please, tell me what's happened here?"
