A/N: All right I didn't know how to really end this story and I don't even
know if this is going to be the last part cause you know I write theses
before I start writing. I know its weird but it comforts me to have
something already written at the top of the page so when I start writing it
won't look so small.
~*~*~
They hauled an angry Ron down the hall and the awkward silence was making everyone uncomfortable. They had to sit and wait for the stairs to shift and move to the hallway before they could leave safely. Ginny refused to have her brother thrown onto a moving staircase and then jump on after him. He was already mad at her for snogging with Draco; she didn't need him yelling at her for letting Draco throw him onto a flight of
moving stairs.
"I think I've been yelled at enough for one day, I think I'm going to go to the library to find out what this means. If Ron is allowed out of the Medical wing, you won't tell him where I went right?"
She looked hopefully at Draco, as they stood in front of the door.
"Sure."
She squeezed his arm lightly and ran off.
~*~*~
She waved "hello" to Madam Prince and immediately went to the language section of the library. She took the piece of paper from her pocket and tried to identify the language.
After about an hour of looking through different books she found out that it was the same type of writing that was on the Mirror of Erised. She immediately looked up the Mirror in a dusty old book she had found hidden behind a few other books that were pushed in
front of it.
~*~*~
Ron opened his eyes and yawned.
"It was all just a dream, or should I say nightmare."
He said rubbing his eyes.
"Think again."
A voice drawled from the bed next to him. Ron jumped and looked at the lounging Malfoy.
"You!"
He spit angrily.
"I prefer Draco."
"What's going on with you and Ginny?"
Ron tried to calm himself and Draco put the magazine he was reading down on the table next to his bed and looked at Ron.
"Now I don't believe that's any of your business."
"Bloody hell it's none of my business! She's my bloody sister and I have a right to know! She shouldn't be hanging around the likes of you and your Slytherin filth!"
"What goes on between Ginny and I, is none of your bloody business. If Ginny wants to go off and snog half the school it still wouldn't be any of your bloody business."
Draco sneered at the red haired boy and stood up as Madam P. entered the room.
"Boys! Settle down. Mr. Malfoy you look fine you may go, Mr. Weasley I would like to look over you once more and then you may go also."
~*~*~
Ginny had missed dinner in the Great Hall, but to her it was worth it because she had found the book she was looking for.
~*~ Book Entry ~*~
Mirror of Erised
This mirror was forged to show any one who looked into it anything their heart desired. Many men have died just sitting in front of the Mirror and watching themselves. The Mirror of Erised was forged with two other mirrors. The Mirror of Serin, and the Mirror of Thrain. These Mirrors are also like the Mirror of Erised, The Mirror of Serin shows you what you truly are, and it had delivered great men into the hands of evil. The Mirror of Thrain will bring the worst enemies and show them what they have in common to make them the best of friends.
No one is sure how these mirrors were made or how they work, we aren't even sure who the maker was. The Mirror of Erised and the Mirror of Thrain are in safe keeping at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The other mirror has been missing for over
1 thousand years and is believed to be destroyed.
~*~ End of Entry ~*~
Ginny knew which mirror she and Draco had gone into. The Mirror of Thrain, the mirror that could bring the worst of enemies, like Draco and herself, and turn them into the best of friends, what Draco and Ginny were now. Sort of.
Ginny needed time to think. Draco, no Malfoy hated her and she hated him. Right? She didn't know what had gotten into her to make her actually open up to that Slytherin. She had never told anyone what she had told him but it was because of the mirror not because she actually trusted him. In fact he was probably going to spread it around school and she would never be able to show her face again.
She almost cried at the truth of it but she stopped herself. She copied the book entry onto a piece of parchment and placed the book back onto the shelf. Ginny left the library and carefully made her way up to the Gryffindor tower, taking care not to bump into Malfoy.
~*~*~
Draco slid onto a green couch in the dungeon that the Slytherin house was in. He didn't get it that little red haired girl did something to him and he didn't understand what it was.
Ginny, he couldn't stop thinking about her. She had looked so beautiful lying there in his lap. He couldn't help but want to hold her. He picked up a pillow and put it over his face and yelled into it.
Soft pale hands slid over his and a body sat down next to him on the couch. The hands pulled the pillow down to reveal the face of Pansy Parkinson.
"Drac-y poo! Where were you today! I haven't seen you all day and I've been so lonely.
"Not now Pansy, I'm not in the mood."
He dropped the pillow and pulled his hands away from hers. She frowned, pouting her blood red lips the tiniest bit. She batted her eyelashes at him and leaned into his chest, making her chest pop out of the tight, low cut nightgown she was wearing.
"But Draco you hardly ever pay attention to me any more!"
Draco groaned, he had never asked Pansy out but she had just assumed it after a snogging session they had when she forced herself onto him. He pushed her off his chest and sat up.
"I'm tired, and I want to go to sleep. Good-night Pansy."
He walked out of the common room and into his own room that his father had arranged for him. He took of his shirt and rolled his shoulders back, he removed his shoes and socks and took of his pants. He crawled into bed in his boxers and lay back on the pillow.
He tried to sleep but every time he closed his eyes he would see Ginny, so he put his hands behind his head and starred at the ceiling.
~*~*~
Ginny sat by the window near her bed. She didn't know what she was going to do. She had two options, avoid Malfoy at all cost till she died and hate him or she could tell him and then go back to being enemies again. Either way she was lost.
A/N: I would like to thank Dina for helping me think of some more of these HP bloopers so you all can enjoy!
Harry Potter Bloopers
Scene Quidditch game between Slytherin and Gryffindor.
Flint shoots the Quaffle and Wood flies up and hits it back with the end of his broom. Wood grins.
Flint: Grr. Give me that!
He grabs the Beaters club. He hits a bludger at Wood, it hits him and he goes down. Flint smiles and tosses the club back. Wood flies back up and is behind Flint. He jumps on him and starts pounding on him in the air.
Director: Hey!
Wood: Yeah! Let's see you try that now hu?
Flint: Ahhh!
Director: Sean! He was supposed to hit you. It's part of the script!
Wood: Oh.
Stops hitting Flint and grins sheepishly.
Wood: Heh, sorry.
~*~*~
They hauled an angry Ron down the hall and the awkward silence was making everyone uncomfortable. They had to sit and wait for the stairs to shift and move to the hallway before they could leave safely. Ginny refused to have her brother thrown onto a moving staircase and then jump on after him. He was already mad at her for snogging with Draco; she didn't need him yelling at her for letting Draco throw him onto a flight of
moving stairs.
"I think I've been yelled at enough for one day, I think I'm going to go to the library to find out what this means. If Ron is allowed out of the Medical wing, you won't tell him where I went right?"
She looked hopefully at Draco, as they stood in front of the door.
"Sure."
She squeezed his arm lightly and ran off.
~*~*~
She waved "hello" to Madam Prince and immediately went to the language section of the library. She took the piece of paper from her pocket and tried to identify the language.
After about an hour of looking through different books she found out that it was the same type of writing that was on the Mirror of Erised. She immediately looked up the Mirror in a dusty old book she had found hidden behind a few other books that were pushed in
front of it.
~*~*~
Ron opened his eyes and yawned.
"It was all just a dream, or should I say nightmare."
He said rubbing his eyes.
"Think again."
A voice drawled from the bed next to him. Ron jumped and looked at the lounging Malfoy.
"You!"
He spit angrily.
"I prefer Draco."
"What's going on with you and Ginny?"
Ron tried to calm himself and Draco put the magazine he was reading down on the table next to his bed and looked at Ron.
"Now I don't believe that's any of your business."
"Bloody hell it's none of my business! She's my bloody sister and I have a right to know! She shouldn't be hanging around the likes of you and your Slytherin filth!"
"What goes on between Ginny and I, is none of your bloody business. If Ginny wants to go off and snog half the school it still wouldn't be any of your bloody business."
Draco sneered at the red haired boy and stood up as Madam P. entered the room.
"Boys! Settle down. Mr. Malfoy you look fine you may go, Mr. Weasley I would like to look over you once more and then you may go also."
~*~*~
Ginny had missed dinner in the Great Hall, but to her it was worth it because she had found the book she was looking for.
~*~ Book Entry ~*~
Mirror of Erised
This mirror was forged to show any one who looked into it anything their heart desired. Many men have died just sitting in front of the Mirror and watching themselves. The Mirror of Erised was forged with two other mirrors. The Mirror of Serin, and the Mirror of Thrain. These Mirrors are also like the Mirror of Erised, The Mirror of Serin shows you what you truly are, and it had delivered great men into the hands of evil. The Mirror of Thrain will bring the worst enemies and show them what they have in common to make them the best of friends.
No one is sure how these mirrors were made or how they work, we aren't even sure who the maker was. The Mirror of Erised and the Mirror of Thrain are in safe keeping at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The other mirror has been missing for over
1 thousand years and is believed to be destroyed.
~*~ End of Entry ~*~
Ginny knew which mirror she and Draco had gone into. The Mirror of Thrain, the mirror that could bring the worst of enemies, like Draco and herself, and turn them into the best of friends, what Draco and Ginny were now. Sort of.
Ginny needed time to think. Draco, no Malfoy hated her and she hated him. Right? She didn't know what had gotten into her to make her actually open up to that Slytherin. She had never told anyone what she had told him but it was because of the mirror not because she actually trusted him. In fact he was probably going to spread it around school and she would never be able to show her face again.
She almost cried at the truth of it but she stopped herself. She copied the book entry onto a piece of parchment and placed the book back onto the shelf. Ginny left the library and carefully made her way up to the Gryffindor tower, taking care not to bump into Malfoy.
~*~*~
Draco slid onto a green couch in the dungeon that the Slytherin house was in. He didn't get it that little red haired girl did something to him and he didn't understand what it was.
Ginny, he couldn't stop thinking about her. She had looked so beautiful lying there in his lap. He couldn't help but want to hold her. He picked up a pillow and put it over his face and yelled into it.
Soft pale hands slid over his and a body sat down next to him on the couch. The hands pulled the pillow down to reveal the face of Pansy Parkinson.
"Drac-y poo! Where were you today! I haven't seen you all day and I've been so lonely.
"Not now Pansy, I'm not in the mood."
He dropped the pillow and pulled his hands away from hers. She frowned, pouting her blood red lips the tiniest bit. She batted her eyelashes at him and leaned into his chest, making her chest pop out of the tight, low cut nightgown she was wearing.
"But Draco you hardly ever pay attention to me any more!"
Draco groaned, he had never asked Pansy out but she had just assumed it after a snogging session they had when she forced herself onto him. He pushed her off his chest and sat up.
"I'm tired, and I want to go to sleep. Good-night Pansy."
He walked out of the common room and into his own room that his father had arranged for him. He took of his shirt and rolled his shoulders back, he removed his shoes and socks and took of his pants. He crawled into bed in his boxers and lay back on the pillow.
He tried to sleep but every time he closed his eyes he would see Ginny, so he put his hands behind his head and starred at the ceiling.
~*~*~
Ginny sat by the window near her bed. She didn't know what she was going to do. She had two options, avoid Malfoy at all cost till she died and hate him or she could tell him and then go back to being enemies again. Either way she was lost.
A/N: I would like to thank Dina for helping me think of some more of these HP bloopers so you all can enjoy!
Harry Potter Bloopers
Scene Quidditch game between Slytherin and Gryffindor.
Flint shoots the Quaffle and Wood flies up and hits it back with the end of his broom. Wood grins.
Flint: Grr. Give me that!
He grabs the Beaters club. He hits a bludger at Wood, it hits him and he goes down. Flint smiles and tosses the club back. Wood flies back up and is behind Flint. He jumps on him and starts pounding on him in the air.
Director: Hey!
Wood: Yeah! Let's see you try that now hu?
Flint: Ahhh!
Director: Sean! He was supposed to hit you. It's part of the script!
Wood: Oh.
Stops hitting Flint and grins sheepishly.
Wood: Heh, sorry.