Ginny wearily heaved her trunk aboard the Hogwarts Express, sighing heavily. She wondered faintly if Harry would mind if she sat next to him on the train ride. Fred and George had immediately gotten a compartment to themselves, along with Lee Jordan. Ginny, however, not having many friends, followed Ron to a compartment where Harry and Hermione were waiting. Ron had a huge grin plastered on his face, and Ginny would have loved to ask what he was so happy about, considering the fact that she was so miserable. She'd finally realized that as Harry was most likely going to be named Quidditch captain, he would lose all interest he'd ever had in her. That is if he'd ever had any interest at all. Apparently, he'd liked Cho Chang since last year and he'd asked her to the Yule ball. Now that Cedric was gone, it was quite possible that Cho would go out with Harry. Ginny never really had a chance with him anyway. She was nowhere near as breathtaking as Cho, and for Harry it would probably be an easy decision. Cho was smart, seeker and captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, popular and very stunning. Ginny, of course, had the trademark Weasley fiery red hair, hazel eyes and a sizable sprinkling of freckles on the tops of her cheeks and nose. Ginny did alright at school, she wasn't on the Quidditch team and she wasn't very stunning. It was all too obvious to Ginny who Harry liked better. "Hey Ginny! Snap out of it!" said Ron, waving his hand inches from her nose. She blinked several times and looked around. "What is it Ron?" she finally asked.
"You were daydreaming!" "So! Maybe it was a good reverie and I didn't want to wake up from it!" Ginny snapped. Harry and Hermione stared in surprise at the usually quiet Ginny in such a fiery mood. "What was your daydream of? Or should I say who?" teased Ron. Ginny felt her cheeks getting hot.
"None of your business!" she said haughtily, crossing her arms and looking out the window. "What's gotten into her?" whispered Harry.
"Aw, all Weasleys have a temper. Especially Weasley women. Just look at my dear old mum." said Ron, grinning. "Ginny's obviously taking after her." Ron looked at the disgruntled Ginny fondly. Hermione and Harry cracked up, desperately trying to conceal their laughter. "Oh, I almost forgot to tell you guys! Guess what Fred told me on the ride here?" Ron said, suddenly grinning wider than before. Harry and Hermione leaned in curiously. "George's got a girlfriend!" Ron sang, obviously pleased with himself. "You're kidding, right, Weasel?" asked an icy, highly amused voice behind them. It belonged to Draco Malfoy.
************************************************** Crabbe and Goyle were at his sides, laughing stupidly. One look from Draco, though he was half their size, silenced them. "So, who's this supposed girlfriend?" he continued, grinning maliciously. "Well I don't think I'd tell someone like you!" Ron spat, standing up and advancing towards Draco. "Go to hell Malfoy!" "Language, Weasel, language." Said Malfoy, still grinning. Harry and Hermione had to grab Ron's arms to keep him from launching himself at Malfoy. With a swish of his expensive cloak, he was gone. Malfoy sat down on the compartment seat. Pansy Parkinson immediately sauntered over and sat beside him. "What's wrong, Draco-pie?" she swooned. "Get away from me." he said impatiently and meeting his cold stare, she left. "So," said Malfoy expectantly, looking around at the remaining students. "Have any of heard of a new girl at school?" A first year raised a quivering hand. "Well?" he asked, one eyebrow raised in skepticism. "Um, yes, my uh, sister. She's in fifth year. She and I just transferred here from Austria." she bit her lip, obviously afraid her information would not fit his criteria. Malfoy nodded. "What does she look like?" "Well, er, she has long black hair and blue eyes, like me." continued the nervous first year, fingering her own silky black hair. "Ah yes. And what is her name?" "Andrea."
(A/N: That was Draco's POV, in case you didn't notice. If you read, please review. Thanks! :))
************************************************** Crabbe and Goyle were at his sides, laughing stupidly. One look from Draco, though he was half their size, silenced them. "So, who's this supposed girlfriend?" he continued, grinning maliciously. "Well I don't think I'd tell someone like you!" Ron spat, standing up and advancing towards Draco. "Go to hell Malfoy!" "Language, Weasel, language." Said Malfoy, still grinning. Harry and Hermione had to grab Ron's arms to keep him from launching himself at Malfoy. With a swish of his expensive cloak, he was gone. Malfoy sat down on the compartment seat. Pansy Parkinson immediately sauntered over and sat beside him. "What's wrong, Draco-pie?" she swooned. "Get away from me." he said impatiently and meeting his cold stare, she left. "So," said Malfoy expectantly, looking around at the remaining students. "Have any of heard of a new girl at school?" A first year raised a quivering hand. "Well?" he asked, one eyebrow raised in skepticism. "Um, yes, my uh, sister. She's in fifth year. She and I just transferred here from Austria." she bit her lip, obviously afraid her information would not fit his criteria. Malfoy nodded. "What does she look like?" "Well, er, she has long black hair and blue eyes, like me." continued the nervous first year, fingering her own silky black hair. "Ah yes. And what is her name?" "Andrea."
(A/N: That was Draco's POV, in case you didn't notice. If you read, please review. Thanks! :))
