Chapter 6 Avoiding Draco
Ginny was dreading her meeting with Draco that night. She had even tried to talk Professor Perry into telling Draco for her that they couldn't meet, but Professor Perry merely laughed in her face and then exited the room. She could hardly even imagine the vast amount of teasing and torture he'd subdue her to. She felt like she was going to be sick. The thought struck her. If only she could get sick enough to be put into the Hospital Wing. Surely then Professor Perry couldn't force her to submit herself to Draco Malfoy's whim! She searched for her dear friend Mariesii.
"I'm going to need your help," she said without explaining how as she pulled Mariesii off to the library without her consent. She didn't seem to object, however, in fact she seemed quite intrigued by Ginny's sudden rashness.
"And does this new found scheme have anything to do with a certain pale-faced boy?" Mariesii teased, a child-like sing-song tone to her voice. Ginny pinched her.
"Everything I do isn't about Malfoy!" Ginny yelled in a hushed tone. Mariesii gave her a look of disbelief, "Okay, well this time just happens to, but not every time!" she added.
"Right. Okay. What is it that you want me to help with?" Mariesii asked, still throwing Ginny a chuckling look through her eyes.
"I need you to help me conjure up a potion that will give me a flu in under two hours so that I will have to go to the Hospital Wing and be treated," Ginny ordered rather than told.
"Have you turned mentally retarded?" Mariesii shrieked at Ginny's direction, causing Ginny to cringe a bit.
"No, I am just in dire need of a way to get out of my session. The way I figure it is that Draco gets kissed by girls all the time, maybe after about a week he'll forget all about mine!" Ginny explained her insane theory. Mariesii smiled and shook her head disappointedly.
"The strangest things I do for you, Gin," she laughed as she went over to a shelf and began to look for the potions book that was needed. Ginny gasped suddenly and she ducked behind a pile of books. "What are you doing?" Mariesii asked her friend, becoming more and more concerned with her mental health.
"Shhh! Malfoy just entered the library!" she whispered, trying so hard to be invisible that she even kept her lips from moving. Mariesii dropped the books she was holding and began to laugh giddily causing Ginny to let out a slight groan as she saw that her friend had caught Draco's attention.
"Ms. Gunbower, just the fifth year Gryffindor I was looking for," he greeted her, a smirk sliding onto his face.
"Are you sure about that one?" she muttered under her breath with a glance over at the spot where Ginny was hiding, "What can I do for the likes of you, Malfoy," she said it almost flirtatiously, causing Ginny to get angered. Was she jealous? No, never! Why would she be? She kept her focus intent on
"I've been given the heads up that Ms. Weasley is going to try and back down from our meeting tonight. I'm here to tell you not to help her get out of this one," he said. Was it just her, or had he glanced in Ginny's direction at that moment? She refused to believe it.
"Er, alright! Will do! Bye," Mariesii said, trying to get Draco to leave as soon as possible. After he was gone Ginny came out from her hiding place.
"Don't you even think about backing out on me now!" Ginny threatened as she picked up the book that Mariesii had dropped and flipped to the proper page. Smiling, she tore it from the book and they waked out of the library.
Her stomach felt like a volcano had just erupted inside. She ran to the bathroom and vomited. Her head had broken out into a sweat. She was burning up, and yet she felt strangely cold. Walking out of the bathroom and into the center of one of Hogwarts many corridors, she fainted.
"Well, you got what you wanted didn't you?" Mariesii whispered to Ginny as she came to her senses. She had been maneuvered to the Hospital Wing.
"Shoo! Virginia needs her rest, now!" Madame Pomfrey said to Mariesii, and she shooed her out of the room. "Now, now dear. I'm sure whoever did this to you didn't see mean it!" Madame Pomfrey comforted as she handed Ginny a wet washcloth and set it on her forehead. She left Ginny alone in the room. Aside from the ear-splitting headache that she had, and the fact that it felt like she was in a pool of water fifty degrees below zero, she was extremely happy that she had gotten out of the session. She sat up in the bed, despite the fact that the objects in her head began spinning, causing her to become even more nauseous. Madame Pomfrey entered the room again muttering something about "it being to late" and looking extremely irritated.
"You have a visitor. Ms. Weasley," she said. There came the words. The words that Ginny had been dreading, and right after the words had vanished Draco Malfoy came waltzing into the room.
"Professor Perry's orders," he said, smirking at her. She let out her most detestable groan. She should have known that giving herself the flu wouldn't have been enough. Why oh why couldn't she have sent herself into a mild coma?
"I don't have my books, and you might be stuck witnessing some violent vomiting. I'm sure that isn't something you want to witness," Ginny started to explain, trying to scare him into leaving.
"Oh, but Madame Pomfrey just explained to me that she already gave you a potion that stopped your vomiting and made sure you weren't contagious," he smirked. Ginny frowned. "And it just so happens that I brought my books," he said, causing Ginny's heart to leap.
"Okay, so let's study! And I mean study! None of this "polite conversation" stuff, anything that comes out of our mouths should be strictly about Defense Against the Dark Arts!" she ordered, hoping to get by on that as she snatched for one of his books, but he snatched it away.
"It's seems to me that I seem to be making you very uncomfortable. Now, can you think of any reason on why that might true?" Draco asked, a smirk sliding onto his face as he moved in closer to her.
"Just because you kissed me doesn't mean I have anything to be uncomfortable about around you!" lied Ginny as she crossed her arms in front of her. Was it just her, or had it suddenly gotten extremely hot in there?
"As I recall, Ms. Weasley, it was you who kissed me," his smirk burned right through her as she faced the truth; she had been the one to kiss him. Her face turned deep scarlet, but she blamed it on the fever.
"I kissed you, you kissed me? Is there really a difference?" she asked as she snatched for one of his books again to read it. This time he let her take it.
"It is if you're the one who doesn't expect to be kissed," he said, and then he leaned in to kiss her. His lips met hers for another blissful moment, until Ginny felt a rumble in her stomach. She pushed him away suddenly as the vomit came up from her stomach and out of her mouth. Luckily she had time to get a hold of a small trash can and vomit into it. Ginny was deeply embarrassed, her skin turning a deeper shade of red. Draco looked disgusted.
"I told you that you might fall victim to my untamable vomiting fits," she moaned as she laid back in bed. Madame Pomfrey rushed over to Ginny's side and took a look.
"Oh dear, it seems that whoever gave you that flu-potion to drink certainly wanted it to last! You might want to leave Ms. Weasley alone now, Mr. Malfoy. She's in for a long night," Madame Pomfrey instructed as she pulled out another potion to give to Ginny. Sighing, Draco left the room.
Ginny was dreading her meeting with Draco that night. She had even tried to talk Professor Perry into telling Draco for her that they couldn't meet, but Professor Perry merely laughed in her face and then exited the room. She could hardly even imagine the vast amount of teasing and torture he'd subdue her to. She felt like she was going to be sick. The thought struck her. If only she could get sick enough to be put into the Hospital Wing. Surely then Professor Perry couldn't force her to submit herself to Draco Malfoy's whim! She searched for her dear friend Mariesii.
"I'm going to need your help," she said without explaining how as she pulled Mariesii off to the library without her consent. She didn't seem to object, however, in fact she seemed quite intrigued by Ginny's sudden rashness.
"And does this new found scheme have anything to do with a certain pale-faced boy?" Mariesii teased, a child-like sing-song tone to her voice. Ginny pinched her.
"Everything I do isn't about Malfoy!" Ginny yelled in a hushed tone. Mariesii gave her a look of disbelief, "Okay, well this time just happens to, but not every time!" she added.
"Right. Okay. What is it that you want me to help with?" Mariesii asked, still throwing Ginny a chuckling look through her eyes.
"I need you to help me conjure up a potion that will give me a flu in under two hours so that I will have to go to the Hospital Wing and be treated," Ginny ordered rather than told.
"Have you turned mentally retarded?" Mariesii shrieked at Ginny's direction, causing Ginny to cringe a bit.
"No, I am just in dire need of a way to get out of my session. The way I figure it is that Draco gets kissed by girls all the time, maybe after about a week he'll forget all about mine!" Ginny explained her insane theory. Mariesii smiled and shook her head disappointedly.
"The strangest things I do for you, Gin," she laughed as she went over to a shelf and began to look for the potions book that was needed. Ginny gasped suddenly and she ducked behind a pile of books. "What are you doing?" Mariesii asked her friend, becoming more and more concerned with her mental health.
"Shhh! Malfoy just entered the library!" she whispered, trying so hard to be invisible that she even kept her lips from moving. Mariesii dropped the books she was holding and began to laugh giddily causing Ginny to let out a slight groan as she saw that her friend had caught Draco's attention.
"Ms. Gunbower, just the fifth year Gryffindor I was looking for," he greeted her, a smirk sliding onto his face.
"Are you sure about that one?" she muttered under her breath with a glance over at the spot where Ginny was hiding, "What can I do for the likes of you, Malfoy," she said it almost flirtatiously, causing Ginny to get angered. Was she jealous? No, never! Why would she be? She kept her focus intent on
"I've been given the heads up that Ms. Weasley is going to try and back down from our meeting tonight. I'm here to tell you not to help her get out of this one," he said. Was it just her, or had he glanced in Ginny's direction at that moment? She refused to believe it.
"Er, alright! Will do! Bye," Mariesii said, trying to get Draco to leave as soon as possible. After he was gone Ginny came out from her hiding place.
"Don't you even think about backing out on me now!" Ginny threatened as she picked up the book that Mariesii had dropped and flipped to the proper page. Smiling, she tore it from the book and they waked out of the library.
Her stomach felt like a volcano had just erupted inside. She ran to the bathroom and vomited. Her head had broken out into a sweat. She was burning up, and yet she felt strangely cold. Walking out of the bathroom and into the center of one of Hogwarts many corridors, she fainted.
"Well, you got what you wanted didn't you?" Mariesii whispered to Ginny as she came to her senses. She had been maneuvered to the Hospital Wing.
"Shoo! Virginia needs her rest, now!" Madame Pomfrey said to Mariesii, and she shooed her out of the room. "Now, now dear. I'm sure whoever did this to you didn't see mean it!" Madame Pomfrey comforted as she handed Ginny a wet washcloth and set it on her forehead. She left Ginny alone in the room. Aside from the ear-splitting headache that she had, and the fact that it felt like she was in a pool of water fifty degrees below zero, she was extremely happy that she had gotten out of the session. She sat up in the bed, despite the fact that the objects in her head began spinning, causing her to become even more nauseous. Madame Pomfrey entered the room again muttering something about "it being to late" and looking extremely irritated.
"You have a visitor. Ms. Weasley," she said. There came the words. The words that Ginny had been dreading, and right after the words had vanished Draco Malfoy came waltzing into the room.
"Professor Perry's orders," he said, smirking at her. She let out her most detestable groan. She should have known that giving herself the flu wouldn't have been enough. Why oh why couldn't she have sent herself into a mild coma?
"I don't have my books, and you might be stuck witnessing some violent vomiting. I'm sure that isn't something you want to witness," Ginny started to explain, trying to scare him into leaving.
"Oh, but Madame Pomfrey just explained to me that she already gave you a potion that stopped your vomiting and made sure you weren't contagious," he smirked. Ginny frowned. "And it just so happens that I brought my books," he said, causing Ginny's heart to leap.
"Okay, so let's study! And I mean study! None of this "polite conversation" stuff, anything that comes out of our mouths should be strictly about Defense Against the Dark Arts!" she ordered, hoping to get by on that as she snatched for one of his books, but he snatched it away.
"It's seems to me that I seem to be making you very uncomfortable. Now, can you think of any reason on why that might true?" Draco asked, a smirk sliding onto his face as he moved in closer to her.
"Just because you kissed me doesn't mean I have anything to be uncomfortable about around you!" lied Ginny as she crossed her arms in front of her. Was it just her, or had it suddenly gotten extremely hot in there?
"As I recall, Ms. Weasley, it was you who kissed me," his smirk burned right through her as she faced the truth; she had been the one to kiss him. Her face turned deep scarlet, but she blamed it on the fever.
"I kissed you, you kissed me? Is there really a difference?" she asked as she snatched for one of his books again to read it. This time he let her take it.
"It is if you're the one who doesn't expect to be kissed," he said, and then he leaned in to kiss her. His lips met hers for another blissful moment, until Ginny felt a rumble in her stomach. She pushed him away suddenly as the vomit came up from her stomach and out of her mouth. Luckily she had time to get a hold of a small trash can and vomit into it. Ginny was deeply embarrassed, her skin turning a deeper shade of red. Draco looked disgusted.
"I told you that you might fall victim to my untamable vomiting fits," she moaned as she laid back in bed. Madame Pomfrey rushed over to Ginny's side and took a look.
"Oh dear, it seems that whoever gave you that flu-potion to drink certainly wanted it to last! You might want to leave Ms. Weasley alone now, Mr. Malfoy. She's in for a long night," Madame Pomfrey instructed as she pulled out another potion to give to Ginny. Sighing, Draco left the room.