A/N: I would have typed this up a lot sooner but I've been really busy and
I'm really sorry for making you wait so long.
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Deceivings
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Draco sat against the wall and groaned. He had no idea how he was going to get out. He had looked over the whole room and there wasn't even a crack in the white marble walls. He heard something and he perked up. A part of the wall was now a light gray instead of white. Draco stood and jumped back against the wall as a heap of gold and white cloth and red hair tumble into the room.
"Ginny?"
He asked as he dropped down next to her and helped her sit up. Pansy smiled to herself but frowned up through the wisps of her hair that fell into her eyes.
"Oh, Draco, she was horrible!"
She sobbed a bit and flung herself into his arms. Draco was confused, Ginny didn't like being babied. Something wasn't right here. He slowly pulled her closer to him and she rested her head on his chest. Leaning over he smelled her hair, jasmine.
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Ginny struggled to sit up. Her hand hurt and she was lying in a bug- infested cell. 'I will not cry.' She repeated over and over again in her head. What she needed to do right now was think. All she had to do was get really angry and focus her energy at the bars. She began to think of loosing something she loved. Surprisingly she wasn't thinking about when she had told Harry what she had felt for him and he had told her that he didn't like her at all like that. Ginny was thinking of something that hurt her even more, losing Draco. If Pansy had her way, she didn't even want to think about what would happen.
The floor shook slightly and Ginny knew it was working. The metal bars shifted and bent.
"Just a little more."
She panted as the bars twisted and made a nice little hole for her to crawl through.
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"Come on Ginny."
Draco almost spit her name but controlled himself so he wouldn't let Pansy know he knew it was her. He pulled her to her feet and she held onto his hand.
"Lets go back through that hole before it closes."
He looked back at the wall and sure enough it was still gray. He pushed her through and went after her. They ended up in the same hallway he had come through.
"Do you know which way to go?"
He asked her, pulling his hand out of hers.
"Duh it's my-"
She stopped quickly and he gave her a questioning look.
"I mean, Pansy brought me down here didn't she?"
He sneered and pushed her ahead.
"Then get us out of here"
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Ginny picked up the halves of her wand but dropped them in disgust. The two pieces of wood hit the floor, they were useless to her now. Slowly she walked toward the door and opened it. No one was outside so she slipped into the hall and rounded the corner. Looking around her she realized she had no idea where she was going.
She had been wondering around Pansy's maze of a house for about twenty minuets, and she was sure she had been down this hall before. She unclasped the hook in the front of her robes and let them fall from her shoulders and onto the floor. Now if she was going in circles like she thought she was, she would at least know.
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Draco amused by how badly Pansy pretended to be Ginny. Every little thing "Ginny" did, he could tell Pansy was the real one trying to pull off Ginny. He was surprised but he had gotten to know the little things that made Ginny, well Ginny. Like the way she flipped her hair when she was annoyed and how she twirled a portion if the fine red strands around her finders when she was thinking. Draco was actually struggling to keep from calling her Pansy. Finally they made it to a large window where they had left their brooms.
"Dra- um, Malfoy. I hate these brooms, do we have to fly back on them?"
Draco almost smacked her right there because he also knew the growing up with six brothers who were all obsessed with Quidditch, helped her to also love the sport and anything to do with flying. Now that he though about it Ginny was a better flyer than Ron and almost as good as himself. He mounted his broom and looked at her.
"Unless you want me to carry you back, get on the broom."
To his disgust and amazement she fluttered her eyelashes at him and looked up at him through them.
"Oh no! Get on the broom!"
She pouted and mounted.
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Ginny came around the corner and saw her robe lying on the floor. She didn't even bother to pick up her robe as she took a different passage. Ginny let out a sigh of relief as she came into a hallway and her robe was not lying in this hall. Ginny kept walking until she head voices, so she pressed herself up against a wall and watched as Draco and herself walked by.
"That bitch."
She muttered and she stuck her head out praying desperately that Draco would turn and see her. She watched as they stopped at the window at the end of the hall and picked up brooms that were lying on the ground.
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Deceivings
~*~*~
Draco sat against the wall and groaned. He had no idea how he was going to get out. He had looked over the whole room and there wasn't even a crack in the white marble walls. He heard something and he perked up. A part of the wall was now a light gray instead of white. Draco stood and jumped back against the wall as a heap of gold and white cloth and red hair tumble into the room.
"Ginny?"
He asked as he dropped down next to her and helped her sit up. Pansy smiled to herself but frowned up through the wisps of her hair that fell into her eyes.
"Oh, Draco, she was horrible!"
She sobbed a bit and flung herself into his arms. Draco was confused, Ginny didn't like being babied. Something wasn't right here. He slowly pulled her closer to him and she rested her head on his chest. Leaning over he smelled her hair, jasmine.
~*~*~
Ginny struggled to sit up. Her hand hurt and she was lying in a bug- infested cell. 'I will not cry.' She repeated over and over again in her head. What she needed to do right now was think. All she had to do was get really angry and focus her energy at the bars. She began to think of loosing something she loved. Surprisingly she wasn't thinking about when she had told Harry what she had felt for him and he had told her that he didn't like her at all like that. Ginny was thinking of something that hurt her even more, losing Draco. If Pansy had her way, she didn't even want to think about what would happen.
The floor shook slightly and Ginny knew it was working. The metal bars shifted and bent.
"Just a little more."
She panted as the bars twisted and made a nice little hole for her to crawl through.
~*~*~
"Come on Ginny."
Draco almost spit her name but controlled himself so he wouldn't let Pansy know he knew it was her. He pulled her to her feet and she held onto his hand.
"Lets go back through that hole before it closes."
He looked back at the wall and sure enough it was still gray. He pushed her through and went after her. They ended up in the same hallway he had come through.
"Do you know which way to go?"
He asked her, pulling his hand out of hers.
"Duh it's my-"
She stopped quickly and he gave her a questioning look.
"I mean, Pansy brought me down here didn't she?"
He sneered and pushed her ahead.
"Then get us out of here"
~*~*~
Ginny picked up the halves of her wand but dropped them in disgust. The two pieces of wood hit the floor, they were useless to her now. Slowly she walked toward the door and opened it. No one was outside so she slipped into the hall and rounded the corner. Looking around her she realized she had no idea where she was going.
She had been wondering around Pansy's maze of a house for about twenty minuets, and she was sure she had been down this hall before. She unclasped the hook in the front of her robes and let them fall from her shoulders and onto the floor. Now if she was going in circles like she thought she was, she would at least know.
~*~*~
Draco amused by how badly Pansy pretended to be Ginny. Every little thing "Ginny" did, he could tell Pansy was the real one trying to pull off Ginny. He was surprised but he had gotten to know the little things that made Ginny, well Ginny. Like the way she flipped her hair when she was annoyed and how she twirled a portion if the fine red strands around her finders when she was thinking. Draco was actually struggling to keep from calling her Pansy. Finally they made it to a large window where they had left their brooms.
"Dra- um, Malfoy. I hate these brooms, do we have to fly back on them?"
Draco almost smacked her right there because he also knew the growing up with six brothers who were all obsessed with Quidditch, helped her to also love the sport and anything to do with flying. Now that he though about it Ginny was a better flyer than Ron and almost as good as himself. He mounted his broom and looked at her.
"Unless you want me to carry you back, get on the broom."
To his disgust and amazement she fluttered her eyelashes at him and looked up at him through them.
"Oh no! Get on the broom!"
She pouted and mounted.
~*~*~
Ginny came around the corner and saw her robe lying on the floor. She didn't even bother to pick up her robe as she took a different passage. Ginny let out a sigh of relief as she came into a hallway and her robe was not lying in this hall. Ginny kept walking until she head voices, so she pressed herself up against a wall and watched as Draco and herself walked by.
"That bitch."
She muttered and she stuck her head out praying desperately that Draco would turn and see her. She watched as they stopped at the window at the end of the hall and picked up brooms that were lying on the ground.