Chapter 2
The Hall looks more packed this year, thought Ginny, as she looked around at the familiar surroundings. Ginny took her seat and watched the 1st years line up, remebering how she had felt when it had been her up there. She had been terrified that she wouldn't be put in Gryffindor, with all her brothers watching too! She remebered her hands being completely drenched with sweat as she walked up to the hat. She remebered putting it on. The hat had barely touched her head before it yelled out "GRYFFINDOR!" She had been so relieved, and as she had turned around she had seen all her brothers watching her with big smiles on their faces. She had felt so proud.
As Ginny remebered that moment, she didn't realize she had a big goofy smile on her face, matched with a thoughtful look that suited her perfectly, and right at that moment, she probably could've had any boy at Hogwarts.
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Draco found himself looking at Ginny, he just couldn't take his eyes off her. She had this thoughtful look on that was SO sexy. He felt his forehead, aghast at what he had just been thinking. I'm delirious, he thought to himself, that train ride must have bumped me up, or maybe she gave me a disease when she bit me. But as he found himself looking over to her again she began to smile, it began with her lips twitching upward and turned into a full-fletched smile. He couldn't help himself. He was in a mesmerized. Snap out of it Malfoy, he told himself, she's a Weasley! Remember? Oh go screw yourself! He thought angrily, Hold on! Did I just tell myself to...screw myself? Draco was really confused now, and spent the rest of the night trying to figure out what had gotten into him.
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When Ginny got to the common room she was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open. She muttered the password to the Fat Lady, who looked annoyed at being mumbled to, and walked into the common room, but Ginny didn't get any farther than that. Ron, Harry, and Hermione blocked her way. She tried to push past but she was just too tired, she didn't have the strength.
"You're not going anywhere until you tell us what's wrong, Ginny." Ron practically screamed at her.
"Yah well you aren't going to get much out of me tonight, Ron, I'm too tired to do anything, let alone talk to my annoying brother and his friends." Ginny snapped back. She managed to push her way through while the threesome were still stunned, that was what, at least the third time she had stunned someone that night, she thought to herself, Good Job! Ginny got ready for bead, and the moment her head touched her pillow she was fast asleep.
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Draco walked through the corridors to the Slytherin Common Romm, he was still dizzy with confusion about the last person on earth he thought he would ever think about; Ginny Weasley. He trudged up and down out and in, until he got to the Portrait, he too muttered the password and walked through, but unlike Ginny, he had no people blocking his way, rather he walked up the stairs to the boys dormitory, got read for bed, and lay there thinking until the wee hours of the morning.
The Hall looks more packed this year, thought Ginny, as she looked around at the familiar surroundings. Ginny took her seat and watched the 1st years line up, remebering how she had felt when it had been her up there. She had been terrified that she wouldn't be put in Gryffindor, with all her brothers watching too! She remebered her hands being completely drenched with sweat as she walked up to the hat. She remebered putting it on. The hat had barely touched her head before it yelled out "GRYFFINDOR!" She had been so relieved, and as she had turned around she had seen all her brothers watching her with big smiles on their faces. She had felt so proud.
As Ginny remebered that moment, she didn't realize she had a big goofy smile on her face, matched with a thoughtful look that suited her perfectly, and right at that moment, she probably could've had any boy at Hogwarts.
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Draco found himself looking at Ginny, he just couldn't take his eyes off her. She had this thoughtful look on that was SO sexy. He felt his forehead, aghast at what he had just been thinking. I'm delirious, he thought to himself, that train ride must have bumped me up, or maybe she gave me a disease when she bit me. But as he found himself looking over to her again she began to smile, it began with her lips twitching upward and turned into a full-fletched smile. He couldn't help himself. He was in a mesmerized. Snap out of it Malfoy, he told himself, she's a Weasley! Remember? Oh go screw yourself! He thought angrily, Hold on! Did I just tell myself to...screw myself? Draco was really confused now, and spent the rest of the night trying to figure out what had gotten into him.
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When Ginny got to the common room she was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open. She muttered the password to the Fat Lady, who looked annoyed at being mumbled to, and walked into the common room, but Ginny didn't get any farther than that. Ron, Harry, and Hermione blocked her way. She tried to push past but she was just too tired, she didn't have the strength.
"You're not going anywhere until you tell us what's wrong, Ginny." Ron practically screamed at her.
"Yah well you aren't going to get much out of me tonight, Ron, I'm too tired to do anything, let alone talk to my annoying brother and his friends." Ginny snapped back. She managed to push her way through while the threesome were still stunned, that was what, at least the third time she had stunned someone that night, she thought to herself, Good Job! Ginny got ready for bead, and the moment her head touched her pillow she was fast asleep.
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Draco walked through the corridors to the Slytherin Common Romm, he was still dizzy with confusion about the last person on earth he thought he would ever think about; Ginny Weasley. He trudged up and down out and in, until he got to the Portrait, he too muttered the password and walked through, but unlike Ginny, he had no people blocking his way, rather he walked up the stairs to the boys dormitory, got read for bed, and lay there thinking until the wee hours of the morning.