Chapter 8
October came, and then November and finally December, yet Draco could not get Ginny to talk to him. He tried, oh, he definately tried, but to no avail. Anytime he would talk to her, she would just pretend like he wasn't even there. Draco was severely hurt by this behaviour, and it made him want to..well, he had to admit, it made him want to cry. He punished himself dearly for this thought but it was true. If only he had been nicer to her loser friends in the past, maybe she wouldn't hold this grudge for so long, but he couldn't help it. They asked for it. He even tried apologizing, his last attempt at forgiveness, but she just went on walking around the library trying to find one of her books.
Ginny extremely wanted to forgive him, she couldn't help it, he looked so sad and hurt. It's his fault she kept telling herself, just so she wouldn't slide, but it took all her will power and strength just to ignore him. So many times was she tempted to turn around and say "I forgive you, I forgive you!" but that would be giving up, she couldn't do that. Maybe when he inally actually grew up she would forgive him, but she didn't think so. She didn't know why it hurt so much, just to ignore him, it's what she had done the past three years, why couldn't she do it now. Nothing had changed. Or had it?
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Hours passed into days, days passed into weeks, and finally it was Christmas Eve.
Ginny said goodnight to Ron, Harry and Hermione. It was late, they had stayed up late in their common room, talking, playing chess and just having fun, but Ginny was tired and needed to go to bed now.
Draco, in his common room, had a much different night. He had sat in front of the fireplace for the whole night, wondering if he did the right thing. He hoped after this she would forgive him. She just HAD to.
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Ginny woke up early on Christmas, everyone else was still in bed. Lazy bones, how can they sleep in on Christmas? she thought to herself. She looked at the foot of her bed. There was a large pile of presents there. She smiled. She picked up one present that stuck out from the others. This present was a little bigger than her hand. It was wrapped in black paper that had silver lettering saying "Ginny" all over it. It looked like whoever had given it to her had put a lot of time into it. She was almost afraid to open it, it was so beautiful. She turned it over in her hands, looking for a card, as she did so she heard a small "Oof" come from inside the box. She searched the whole box, there was nothing indicating who had sent her the present. She opened it slowly, careful not to rip the paper. Inside there was a white box. She opened the top and gasped. Inside was an Anima, a magical creature. They were miniature animals, you could get them as almost any animal, and the amazing thing about them was, they talked! They were also very expensive. Ginny couldn't imagine who had enough money to buy her that. The cheetah inside was staring at her impatiently.
"Are you going to give me a name?" It said. It sounded female. Ginny thought for a moment.
"How about Namir?" The Cheetah pondered that for a moment then lay down lazily.
"I like it."
"Alright...Namir...Who exactly sent you to me?" The cheetah blinked, then yawned.
"A strange boy..I believe his name was...Draco." Namir thought for a moment, "Yes, it was Draco, or as his feelow peers called him, "Malfoy." Ginny sat dumbfounded. Draco had bought her an Anima?
"Did he say why?" Namir thought some more.
"No." Namir stretched yawned then drifted into a lazy nap.
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At breakfast Draco watched Ginny. He'd told the Anima not to tell Ginny who sent the gift, but he didn't trust her. It confirmed his doubts when, at breakfast Ginny kept glancing up at him as she stroked the cheetah. Draco had intended to say nothing about it to her, but he had no choice when she stopped him in the hall after breakast.
"Why?" She asked.
"Why what?" Draco asked smoothly. He could play at that game. Unfortunately, so could Ginny.
"Look Malfoy," she said, emphasizing his name, as though he were a pitiful lower life form, "I don't have time to play your games. So either you tell me what's up, or I leave." Draco's voice and face softened.
"Look Ginny, I said I was sorry for what happened, you didn't want to listen, so now I'm saying it, and she-" Draco said, motioning towards Namir, "Will tell you as well, I didn't mean what I said in the letter and I'm sorry. She is to remind you I...I-I....aw, shit. Well she'll tell you." And with that he walked away leaving a stunned Ginny. He had just suggested that he..that he...oi, she was letting idiotic thoughts invade her head. There was no way...but..maybe?
A/N: I'M SORRY! I CAN'T HELP BUT WRITE SHORT CHAPPIES! IT'S MY NATURE! *sniff* Ok, I wanna thank Noelle, Magic Gurl2, destinygurl, rach, and Alli, for reviewing, and PLEASE review!
October came, and then November and finally December, yet Draco could not get Ginny to talk to him. He tried, oh, he definately tried, but to no avail. Anytime he would talk to her, she would just pretend like he wasn't even there. Draco was severely hurt by this behaviour, and it made him want to..well, he had to admit, it made him want to cry. He punished himself dearly for this thought but it was true. If only he had been nicer to her loser friends in the past, maybe she wouldn't hold this grudge for so long, but he couldn't help it. They asked for it. He even tried apologizing, his last attempt at forgiveness, but she just went on walking around the library trying to find one of her books.
Ginny extremely wanted to forgive him, she couldn't help it, he looked so sad and hurt. It's his fault she kept telling herself, just so she wouldn't slide, but it took all her will power and strength just to ignore him. So many times was she tempted to turn around and say "I forgive you, I forgive you!" but that would be giving up, she couldn't do that. Maybe when he inally actually grew up she would forgive him, but she didn't think so. She didn't know why it hurt so much, just to ignore him, it's what she had done the past three years, why couldn't she do it now. Nothing had changed. Or had it?
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Hours passed into days, days passed into weeks, and finally it was Christmas Eve.
Ginny said goodnight to Ron, Harry and Hermione. It was late, they had stayed up late in their common room, talking, playing chess and just having fun, but Ginny was tired and needed to go to bed now.
Draco, in his common room, had a much different night. He had sat in front of the fireplace for the whole night, wondering if he did the right thing. He hoped after this she would forgive him. She just HAD to.
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Ginny woke up early on Christmas, everyone else was still in bed. Lazy bones, how can they sleep in on Christmas? she thought to herself. She looked at the foot of her bed. There was a large pile of presents there. She smiled. She picked up one present that stuck out from the others. This present was a little bigger than her hand. It was wrapped in black paper that had silver lettering saying "Ginny" all over it. It looked like whoever had given it to her had put a lot of time into it. She was almost afraid to open it, it was so beautiful. She turned it over in her hands, looking for a card, as she did so she heard a small "Oof" come from inside the box. She searched the whole box, there was nothing indicating who had sent her the present. She opened it slowly, careful not to rip the paper. Inside there was a white box. She opened the top and gasped. Inside was an Anima, a magical creature. They were miniature animals, you could get them as almost any animal, and the amazing thing about them was, they talked! They were also very expensive. Ginny couldn't imagine who had enough money to buy her that. The cheetah inside was staring at her impatiently.
"Are you going to give me a name?" It said. It sounded female. Ginny thought for a moment.
"How about Namir?" The Cheetah pondered that for a moment then lay down lazily.
"I like it."
"Alright...Namir...Who exactly sent you to me?" The cheetah blinked, then yawned.
"A strange boy..I believe his name was...Draco." Namir thought for a moment, "Yes, it was Draco, or as his feelow peers called him, "Malfoy." Ginny sat dumbfounded. Draco had bought her an Anima?
"Did he say why?" Namir thought some more.
"No." Namir stretched yawned then drifted into a lazy nap.
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At breakfast Draco watched Ginny. He'd told the Anima not to tell Ginny who sent the gift, but he didn't trust her. It confirmed his doubts when, at breakfast Ginny kept glancing up at him as she stroked the cheetah. Draco had intended to say nothing about it to her, but he had no choice when she stopped him in the hall after breakast.
"Why?" She asked.
"Why what?" Draco asked smoothly. He could play at that game. Unfortunately, so could Ginny.
"Look Malfoy," she said, emphasizing his name, as though he were a pitiful lower life form, "I don't have time to play your games. So either you tell me what's up, or I leave." Draco's voice and face softened.
"Look Ginny, I said I was sorry for what happened, you didn't want to listen, so now I'm saying it, and she-" Draco said, motioning towards Namir, "Will tell you as well, I didn't mean what I said in the letter and I'm sorry. She is to remind you I...I-I....aw, shit. Well she'll tell you." And with that he walked away leaving a stunned Ginny. He had just suggested that he..that he...oi, she was letting idiotic thoughts invade her head. There was no way...but..maybe?
A/N: I'M SORRY! I CAN'T HELP BUT WRITE SHORT CHAPPIES! IT'S MY NATURE! *sniff* Ok, I wanna thank Noelle, Magic Gurl2, destinygurl, rach, and Alli, for reviewing, and PLEASE review!