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/Thought/ ; "Words" ; ~Dream~

Soul Mates

Chapter Two: Life's Ironies

/What the bloody hell am I THINKING?! She is a Weasley, and Malfoys never even get to being FRIENDS, let alone getting married. Wait, what am I talking about, married? I better get checking into the insane asylum. Or let my father kill me. Either way... aaarrrrggghhhh!/ thought Draco, in a panic. Crabbe and Golye looked at their 'boss' weirdly, seeing him run his hands repeatedly through his hair.

"Uhhh, are you, umm alright? Yeah, that's it, alright!" asked Crabbe. /Chicken, jello, pastry..... yum, food, yum./

Sighing, Draco ignored the question, and walked towards the dining hall for breakfast. Glancing up at the Gryffindor table on his was to his normal spot, he caught the brown-eyed gaze of his Virginia. /Wait, MY Virginia?/ and smirked in his usual arrogant way.

Frowning, Ginny noticed Dra- Malfoy walking in. When their gazes met, her eyes widened a bit, and her mouth softened to a small smile /Gosh he looks like he didn't get much sleep./ And then the smirk showed, and she looked away. /Git, and I was worried about him. I know I like him, but Ron will KILL me. Not to mention he and Harry and Hermione don't exactly get on well./

Picking at her food, Ginny wondered why life wanted to be so cruelly ironic. Feeling frustrated, Ginny got up abruptly and left the table. Passing by the Slytherins, she caught Draco looking at her with a concerned look on his face.

She looked away immediatly, and ran out into the hallway. /Why, oh why is he the one? I can feel it.... Ma always did say I had an uncanny knack for knowing what people belonged together. I just can't believe it's him. He's the other half of my soul. Great. I have a slimey little idiot for my soul mate. Just bloody lovely./ She thought bitterly, tears starting down her face. Closing her eyes she slid down the wall and stayed there for what seemed like an eternity.

Draco waited for a few minutes, and nonchalantly swaggered out of the dining hall. Crabbe and Goyle started to get up to follow, but Draco told them to stay. /Wonder what was wrong with the little redhead./

As he walked into the hallway, he saw her. Shoulders shaking, hair draping over the face covered with her delicate hands, it was obvious she was upset about something. He watched as she put her head back and leaned on the wall, her eyes closed, hands clenched at her sides. Seeing her slender neck made him lick his lips, but he quickly shook his head. /Might as well ask, now that I'm here/ he thought to himself.

Ginny thought she was all alone, but gasped when she felt someone wipe away her tears. Slowly opening her eyes, sniffling, she looked into the face that had haunted her dreams and thoughts since the other day. She saw the smirk ,and almost immedietly jerked away. But looking into his eyes, she saw concern, as well as confusion. /Could he know?/ she asked herself.

She leaned her cheek into his palm, and reveled in the silky feel of his skin on hers. Hearing the squek of the doors to the dining hall open, Draco slowly back away into the darkness of the staircase, eyes staying connected to hers until he faded from view.

"Ginny! Were you here all this time? What happened? Why are you crying?" bombarded her brother. Looking into his face, she saw concern mingled with fury, at whoever or whatever made his beloved sister cry.

"Don't worry. It's just a girl thing. Mood swings. Pay no mind Ron. I'm fine," she said, using the first thing that came to mind. /Gosh, he sure is nosy. But I know he loves me. I wonder if Draco feels about me the way I feel about him. I mean, it would cer-/

"Ginny, it's time for Transfiguration, let's go!" exclaimed her friend Elisabeth.

Sighing, Ginny followed, and struggled to keep her mind on her work all day. She had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. /What is he up to, if he doesn't feel the same?/

Draco was having the same problems. They just didn't show as much as Ginny's did. /What happened to me? It was like someone else came into my body to make me act that way./ he thought worriedly. /I must stop this! I'll just avoid her. That's it. Have nothing to do with the little brat./ He nodded, and left his last class of the day.

Ginny walked along the hallway, headed toward the Gryffindor common room, when she spotted Draco. She tried to catch his eye, to give him a thank-you glance, but he wouldn't let her even get near. He acted as if she weren't there.

Chin trembling, Ginny ran to her room, pushing past people as quickly as possible. Tears started, and she finally made it to the Fat Lady. "Soulmate," she said, and the Fat Lady, looking at her in a concerned way, swung open to give her entrance.

Three steps at a time, Ginny climbed to the door marked 5th YEARS and flung herself on her bed, sobbing hysterically. /I knew he didn't feel it. He's just a piece of bloody trash. To hell with the bastard!/ she screamed in her mind.

After awhile, her sobs wound down to hiccups, and she crawled under the covers, skipping dinner altogether. /Let's see if anyone notices. I hope no one will be too worried./ she thought sleepily as a dream claimed her.

~Ginny was walking along a hall of mirrors. In each one, she saw an important event in her life. When she was born, her father and mother looking down at her with twinkling eyes. On to the next one, she saw her first steps, arms catiously out in case she tripped. Going past them, the memories made her feel warm, and good inside. Comforted. Seeing a bright gold mirror, she saw something from her future. She saw herself in a beautiful white gown, walking down an aisle on her father's arm. The mirror was just about to show who she would be with forever. And he was-~

"Ginny! Wake up! It's time for breakfast!" exclaimed Lizzie.

Grumbling, Ginny got up and got dressed. Looking in the mirror, she saw circles under her eyes, which were a tad puffy themselves. She sighed, got dressed, and made her way to the dining hall.

Walking in, she saw Draco was already there. And their eyes met from across the room. She felt a jolt up her spine, and quickly walked to her place at the Gryffindor table, feeling his eyes on her the whole way.

/She looks like crap. I wonder what happened./ Draco wondered, almost worried at his worrying about her. Shaking his head, he finished his beakfast as quickly as possible, and left the dining area. With a quick glance backwards, he noticed his Virginia /There it is again! My gosh, why does that keep happening?/ sitting and staring blankly into space.

/Whatever am I going to do?/ was the only thought running through Ginny's head. What WOULD happen?





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