Chapter 3 The Strange Occurrence
Ginny had stopped obsessing over Jasmine Wolfe, but she still drew the girl's eyes. There was something in those eyes that was far beyond normal, but she had pushed that all aside. Putting her bag down on her bed, she headed downstairs to catch up with Colin Creevey.
"Decided to come to the game, then, Ginny?" Colin asked as he adjusted the shoulder strap on his camera.
"Well, I do feel like doing some more sketching, so yeah! I'll go," she said, and they headed out to the Quidditch Field.
"Who's playing?" Colin asked as he played around with all of the knobs that were on his camera.
"Slytherin against Ravenclaw," Ginny answered while applying a water-dispelling charm on her paper.
"So, basically, Draco against Cho?" Colin asked her.
"Go Draco," Ginny muttered under her breath, and they got seats in the top of the Gryffindor box. As she sat down someone offered them some Ravenclaw flags, " Sorry, my hands are gonna be full!" Ginny said, and she pulled out a pencil and her paper to be a reason for why she couldn't hold on to a Ravenclaw flag.
"Hey Gin, scoot over will you?" Ginny heard her brother say. To her disappointment Harry, Ron and Hermione were all three heading their way. She noticed that Harry was sporting a Ravenclaw flag.
"Hiya Harry!" Colin said in his usual anxious tone, but Ginny gave him a dirty look which told him to stop.
"Hey Colin," Harry answered back, taking the seat right next to Ginny. She shifted uncomfortably and then put away the ugly caricature of Cho she was drawing before he could see it.
"Hey Ginny," Harry said awkwardly. She hated the way her name rolled off of his tongue, it was almost as if he felt that he owed her some sort of penance for something.
"Oh, hey, Harry" she said, allowing his name to roll emotionlessly but efficiently out of her mouth. She didn't feel in the mood to talk to him. They didn't speak after that, for the game had begun, and Ginny had started to sketch the scene.
In the Final round, Ravenclaw was leading fifty to thirty, and Ginny was fuming! She had been hoping throughout the whole game that somehow Cho would fall off her broom and become horribly disfigured.
"Cho's seen the snitch!" Ginny heard the announcer say. She sat erect, pencil in hand. She didn't want to miss this one, it would be a close call. At this point, anyone could win, and that's when it happened. "Ooh! Nasty! Cho's just been hit in the arm by a Bludger! That's got to be broken!" Ginny smiled to herself as Draco dived for the snitch. "Draco Malfoy has caught the snitch! 150 points to Slytherin! Slytherin wins the game!" Ginny jumped up to cheer, but, with a look at all of the people around her, she sat back down and cheered silently to herself. She grabbed Colin's camera from him, much to his dismay, and snapped wildly at the Malfoy and then at Cho. Collecting the Polaroids, she thanked Colin and headed out towards the Library. Taking a seat, she looked at the pictures of the two seekers she had taken, and decided to choose only on of each. For Cho, she chose the one that seemed to make her look the most pitiful, and for Draco she chose the one that he looked so happy, alive, and it seemed as if you could look right into his soul. She began to Draw as she looked at the two pictures. She sketched on, not caring about the failing light. She was sure that this would be a drawing that she never quite finished; one that would always look as if it were a rough black and white copy, but she didn't care. She liked the way it turned out.
"Well, Well, Well, Weasley, do I run into you everywhere now? I think I have a stalker from the Weasley family," Ginny heard Draco say from behind her. Closing the book that she was drawing in, she turned.
"Hello, Malfoy," she said, "Don't be too full of yourself, I'm not stalking you," she said to him, but his eyes were on the pictures of him and Cho on the table.
"Not stalking me, huh, Weasley?" he said as he picked up three of the eight pictures that he could see of himself that Ginny had scattered across the table. "Then why the many Polaroids?" he smirked as Ginny's ears turned slightly pink.
"For your information I happen to be drawing the ending of this Quidditch game," she said as she snatched the Polaroids back from him. He looked down at the table and effortlessly got the drawing away from Ginny.
"That's a rather horrible picture of Cho you drew, do I sense some jealousy?" he teased. He knew as well as everyone else that Ginny had always been deeply smitten by Harry.
"No! I'm so over that!" that she yelled at him, causing him to laugh a bit. He handed her the drawing back and turned to leave the library. Ginny plopped back down onto her chair and blew her air out of her lungs angrily. Did Draco always get on her nerves this much? She decided that it would be best if she didn't answer that question. Her eyes finally flickered up from her sketch to look out the window, causing her to realize how late it was getting. It hadn't even struck her how exhausted she was until that moment. Putting her drawing inside one of her books, she collected all of the pictures she had taken and left the library.
"Forget about him. He doesn't really mean anything to you. Someone else does," Ginny turned around to find herself face to face with Jasmine. Shocked, she dropped her books to the ground, scattering the pictures she had taken at the Quidditch game. Jasmine picked up all of the pictures of Draco and handed them to her, curiously leaving the ones of Cho still on the ground for Ginny to pick up. When Ginny stood back up from the ground Jasmine was gone. Shocked, Ginny decided to head back to the dorm where she could sleep on the strange thing that Jasmine had said and done for her.
Ginny had stopped obsessing over Jasmine Wolfe, but she still drew the girl's eyes. There was something in those eyes that was far beyond normal, but she had pushed that all aside. Putting her bag down on her bed, she headed downstairs to catch up with Colin Creevey.
"Decided to come to the game, then, Ginny?" Colin asked as he adjusted the shoulder strap on his camera.
"Well, I do feel like doing some more sketching, so yeah! I'll go," she said, and they headed out to the Quidditch Field.
"Who's playing?" Colin asked as he played around with all of the knobs that were on his camera.
"Slytherin against Ravenclaw," Ginny answered while applying a water-dispelling charm on her paper.
"So, basically, Draco against Cho?" Colin asked her.
"Go Draco," Ginny muttered under her breath, and they got seats in the top of the Gryffindor box. As she sat down someone offered them some Ravenclaw flags, " Sorry, my hands are gonna be full!" Ginny said, and she pulled out a pencil and her paper to be a reason for why she couldn't hold on to a Ravenclaw flag.
"Hey Gin, scoot over will you?" Ginny heard her brother say. To her disappointment Harry, Ron and Hermione were all three heading their way. She noticed that Harry was sporting a Ravenclaw flag.
"Hiya Harry!" Colin said in his usual anxious tone, but Ginny gave him a dirty look which told him to stop.
"Hey Colin," Harry answered back, taking the seat right next to Ginny. She shifted uncomfortably and then put away the ugly caricature of Cho she was drawing before he could see it.
"Hey Ginny," Harry said awkwardly. She hated the way her name rolled off of his tongue, it was almost as if he felt that he owed her some sort of penance for something.
"Oh, hey, Harry" she said, allowing his name to roll emotionlessly but efficiently out of her mouth. She didn't feel in the mood to talk to him. They didn't speak after that, for the game had begun, and Ginny had started to sketch the scene.
In the Final round, Ravenclaw was leading fifty to thirty, and Ginny was fuming! She had been hoping throughout the whole game that somehow Cho would fall off her broom and become horribly disfigured.
"Cho's seen the snitch!" Ginny heard the announcer say. She sat erect, pencil in hand. She didn't want to miss this one, it would be a close call. At this point, anyone could win, and that's when it happened. "Ooh! Nasty! Cho's just been hit in the arm by a Bludger! That's got to be broken!" Ginny smiled to herself as Draco dived for the snitch. "Draco Malfoy has caught the snitch! 150 points to Slytherin! Slytherin wins the game!" Ginny jumped up to cheer, but, with a look at all of the people around her, she sat back down and cheered silently to herself. She grabbed Colin's camera from him, much to his dismay, and snapped wildly at the Malfoy and then at Cho. Collecting the Polaroids, she thanked Colin and headed out towards the Library. Taking a seat, she looked at the pictures of the two seekers she had taken, and decided to choose only on of each. For Cho, she chose the one that seemed to make her look the most pitiful, and for Draco she chose the one that he looked so happy, alive, and it seemed as if you could look right into his soul. She began to Draw as she looked at the two pictures. She sketched on, not caring about the failing light. She was sure that this would be a drawing that she never quite finished; one that would always look as if it were a rough black and white copy, but she didn't care. She liked the way it turned out.
"Well, Well, Well, Weasley, do I run into you everywhere now? I think I have a stalker from the Weasley family," Ginny heard Draco say from behind her. Closing the book that she was drawing in, she turned.
"Hello, Malfoy," she said, "Don't be too full of yourself, I'm not stalking you," she said to him, but his eyes were on the pictures of him and Cho on the table.
"Not stalking me, huh, Weasley?" he said as he picked up three of the eight pictures that he could see of himself that Ginny had scattered across the table. "Then why the many Polaroids?" he smirked as Ginny's ears turned slightly pink.
"For your information I happen to be drawing the ending of this Quidditch game," she said as she snatched the Polaroids back from him. He looked down at the table and effortlessly got the drawing away from Ginny.
"That's a rather horrible picture of Cho you drew, do I sense some jealousy?" he teased. He knew as well as everyone else that Ginny had always been deeply smitten by Harry.
"No! I'm so over that!" that she yelled at him, causing him to laugh a bit. He handed her the drawing back and turned to leave the library. Ginny plopped back down onto her chair and blew her air out of her lungs angrily. Did Draco always get on her nerves this much? She decided that it would be best if she didn't answer that question. Her eyes finally flickered up from her sketch to look out the window, causing her to realize how late it was getting. It hadn't even struck her how exhausted she was until that moment. Putting her drawing inside one of her books, she collected all of the pictures she had taken and left the library.
"Forget about him. He doesn't really mean anything to you. Someone else does," Ginny turned around to find herself face to face with Jasmine. Shocked, she dropped her books to the ground, scattering the pictures she had taken at the Quidditch game. Jasmine picked up all of the pictures of Draco and handed them to her, curiously leaving the ones of Cho still on the ground for Ginny to pick up. When Ginny stood back up from the ground Jasmine was gone. Shocked, Ginny decided to head back to the dorm where she could sleep on the strange thing that Jasmine had said and done for her.