Soul Mates
Chapter Five: The Plan
Ginny woke up, feeling the sun on her face. It was a beautiful Saturday, with the air crisp and clean. She sat up, and rubbed her eyes. /Great. Another lovely day. Wish I felt as good as it looks out there./ she thought, depressed.
She got up and dressed, not looking into a mirror until she was done brushing her teeth. Her eyes widened at what she saw. Her eyes had dark circles around them, her skin was blotchy from crying the other night, and her skin was paler than......... /than Draco's. How funny. Now I have the same color skin as him, not to mention my disposition is just as bright and cheery./
She walked towards the dining hall. Reaching the doors, she hesitated. /Gosh, I hope I don't look too bad./ flitted through her mind. Shaking her head, she thought of how totally desperate she must be to want Draco Malfoy, of all people.
/Well, he is rather handsome...... oh bloody hell, he's as hot as they come, who am I kidding?/ she thought, snickering a bit. She walked over to the spot between Hermione and Ron, and plopped down with a sigh.
"Ginny, whatever is the matter with you?" Hermione asked, looking at her with a confused expression.
"Matter? I've already told you the matter, I just don't know what to do about it!" she replied irritably.
From across the room, Draco looked at Ginny, amused. /She sure is pretty when she's angry./ he thought. He no longer denied how he felt to himself, but to everyone else....... He decided to put on his cold and 'angry-at-the-world' mask.
*******************on the other side of the castle*********************
Peeves was floating around Professer Flitwick's office, looking for quills and parchment.
/Well, at least I got an idea that will keep them apart for good!/ he thought triumphantly. /Now, if I could only find the blasted writing utensils, I'd be on with it! Ah, there we are. Now..../
*****writing*****
Mr. Lucius Malfoy,
I'm writing to inform you of a developing problem with your son, Draco Malfoy. He seems to have a fling going with another student here in the Gryffindor house. Her name is Virginia Weasley. I am sure you don't approve of this with so many other fine, upstanding witches around the school. Any way you feel necessary to nip this romance in the bud is welcome.
Sincerely,
A Concerned Faculty Member
*****end of letter*****
Snickering, Peeves put the quill back where he found it, and floated up to the owlry. Tying the letter to one of the school owls, he meerly said, "Lucius Malfoy." and the owl was off.
By the end of the day, Draco was dead tired. His hair was dishevled from him running his hands though it so often throughout the day, and his expression was dull. /Bed...... sleep./ were the only thoughts running through his head.
Ginny was, on the other hand, bouncing off of walls. She had gotten minimal homework that day, and decided to take a nice, long bath. She searched her trunk, and found the steamy muggle novel she had borrowed from Hermione.
It had to do with spirits and muggles labeled as "Native Americans" who had been, according to Hermione, terribly ridiculed in the United States in the past. An English woman had fallen in love with one of these indians called Monty WhiteBear.
Ginny found it much like her predicament, except she didn't get the pleasure of being with Draco, as this woman, who's name was, ironically enough, Virginia, got to be with Monty. But the feelings of the people around them were the same.
Most people didn't want poor Virginia to be with Monty, even though they wanted to be together. Sighing, Ginny decided to go and find Hermione, to see if she had another book she could borrow when she was done with this one.
After getting out of the tower, she walked down the hall towards the library. Opening the doors, she spotted Hermione right away, sitting with Harry next to her. He was gazing at Hermione as she read, as only those in love do.
Ginny found this adorable, and covered her mouth to hide a giggle. Making her way over to the table, Hermione looked up at her.
"Hullo Ginny. What are you doing here?" Hermione whispered.
"I was wondering if you had any more of these books," Ginny replied softly, blushing a little bit.
Hermione grinned, "Of course I do! They're great, aren't they?" she asked.
Ginny nodded, "Just whenever you want. I'm going back to my room now, but I'll see you two later." she said.
Nodding, Hermione went back to poring over her book. Harry glanced up at Ginny with a quick smile, and went back to gazing at Hermione, trying to pretend to be reading her book with her.
Giggling, Ginny exited the library, and made her way up some stairs to the Astronomy Tower. She wanted to see if the sun was setting yet. She sighed sadly, as the sun was still making it's way down amidst the clouds.
Going slowly down the steps, she ran into Draco on his way up. She glanced at him, blushed, and started down again.
Draco was shocked as she blushed prettily and walked down. He followed her after she started walking again, and heard some commotion behind him. Seeing her turn and look bemused, he turned as well, to see what he was missing.
Neville was running, and was carrying a small cauldron of smoking, yellowish stuff. He stumbled, and, looking horrified, threw the cauldron up into the air as he fell.
The cauldron flew, and spilled it's contents all over both Draco and Ginny. Spitting out the part of it that got into their mouths, they looked at eachother. Ginny started laughing at how Draco looked, drenched with the liquid.
His hair was even more out of place than usual, and his eyes looked angry and amused at the same time. He thought she looked adorable, even though she was a mess. Longbottom was trying to life himself up, mumbling apologies as he ran down the stairs.
Deciding that they should get dry, Draco offered her his wet arm. She looked shyly up, and took it.
/Gosh she's pretty, even wet./ he thought.
"Thank you," she said back.
He looked shocked. "I didn't say anything Ginny." /Did she hear my thoughts?/ he asked himself.
Eyes going wide, she stopped them both in their tracks. /Oh my gosh, I did hear his thoughts!/ she though frantically.
As if he wasn't shocked enough, he heard her voice in his head go, "Oh my gosh, I did hear his thoughts!"
He shook his head, and once again ran his fingers through his hair. "Ginny, I think that stuff that that idiot spilled on us has caused us to..." he stopped. /Read eachothers minds/ he thought to her telepathically.
She shook her head. /Gosh this is certainly interesting./ she thought back to him. Not looking where she was going, she stubbed her toe on a stone on the ground.
"Ouch!" they both shouted at the same time. Looking at eachother again, they were thrilled and horrified at the same time.
/We're bonded. Totally bonded, in body, emotions and thoughts./ she thought to him. /I read about this potion accidentally, going through a potions book in the library./
"Oh, bloody wonderful. It's not bad enough that I-" he stopped. He turned totally pale, and then he blushed furiously. /Well,/ he thought to her, /you might as well know that I care about you a great deal. It's not as if I'd be able to hide it for long, what with us being 'bonded' as you said./
Ginny fairly lit up like a Christmas tree. Her smile was so big, she thought her face might crack open. She kissed him quickly on the lips, and ran back towards her common room.
/I'm taking a bath. I'll see you in the morning!/ she thought to him as she left running.
The next morning, when Draco got into the dining hall, his eyes searched and found what they were looking for. /Looking for?/ he thought to himself, or so he thought.
/Looking for what?/ the familiar voice thought to him. He saw her looking as if she were daydreaming, but with a slight smile on her face.
She flicked her eyes to him, and the back, letting him know she saw him. She felt smug, and she knew he knew it.
All of a sudden, owls stormed the room. Draco got a letter from his father, once again. /Probably telling me to get good marks, and so on./ he thought, to no one in particular since he knew Ginny could hear anyhow.
Opening the letter, he started to read.
*****letter*****
Draco,
I recently was made aware that there might be something of a relationship developing between you and the Weasley girl. Do NOT make the mistake of letting it continue. There are plenty of other witches in Hogwarts for you to.... fraternize with. Dumbledore help you if I hear of a continuing fling with that idiot man's daughter. Get good marks, you need the best grades possible.
Sincerely,
Lucius Malfoy
*****end of letter*****
Draco looked horrified. He looked towards Ginny to find a matching expression on her face, mingled with the tears that started down it. He realized that he was thinking the words as he read them.
/Draco, what do we do now?/ she asked in a very weak telepathic 'voice'.
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Chapter Five: The Plan
Ginny woke up, feeling the sun on her face. It was a beautiful Saturday, with the air crisp and clean. She sat up, and rubbed her eyes. /Great. Another lovely day. Wish I felt as good as it looks out there./ she thought, depressed.
She got up and dressed, not looking into a mirror until she was done brushing her teeth. Her eyes widened at what she saw. Her eyes had dark circles around them, her skin was blotchy from crying the other night, and her skin was paler than......... /than Draco's. How funny. Now I have the same color skin as him, not to mention my disposition is just as bright and cheery./
She walked towards the dining hall. Reaching the doors, she hesitated. /Gosh, I hope I don't look too bad./ flitted through her mind. Shaking her head, she thought of how totally desperate she must be to want Draco Malfoy, of all people.
/Well, he is rather handsome...... oh bloody hell, he's as hot as they come, who am I kidding?/ she thought, snickering a bit. She walked over to the spot between Hermione and Ron, and plopped down with a sigh.
"Ginny, whatever is the matter with you?" Hermione asked, looking at her with a confused expression.
"Matter? I've already told you the matter, I just don't know what to do about it!" she replied irritably.
From across the room, Draco looked at Ginny, amused. /She sure is pretty when she's angry./ he thought. He no longer denied how he felt to himself, but to everyone else....... He decided to put on his cold and 'angry-at-the-world' mask.
*******************on the other side of the castle*********************
Peeves was floating around Professer Flitwick's office, looking for quills and parchment.
/Well, at least I got an idea that will keep them apart for good!/ he thought triumphantly. /Now, if I could only find the blasted writing utensils, I'd be on with it! Ah, there we are. Now..../
*****writing*****
Mr. Lucius Malfoy,
I'm writing to inform you of a developing problem with your son, Draco Malfoy. He seems to have a fling going with another student here in the Gryffindor house. Her name is Virginia Weasley. I am sure you don't approve of this with so many other fine, upstanding witches around the school. Any way you feel necessary to nip this romance in the bud is welcome.
Sincerely,
A Concerned Faculty Member
*****end of letter*****
Snickering, Peeves put the quill back where he found it, and floated up to the owlry. Tying the letter to one of the school owls, he meerly said, "Lucius Malfoy." and the owl was off.
By the end of the day, Draco was dead tired. His hair was dishevled from him running his hands though it so often throughout the day, and his expression was dull. /Bed...... sleep./ were the only thoughts running through his head.
Ginny was, on the other hand, bouncing off of walls. She had gotten minimal homework that day, and decided to take a nice, long bath. She searched her trunk, and found the steamy muggle novel she had borrowed from Hermione.
It had to do with spirits and muggles labeled as "Native Americans" who had been, according to Hermione, terribly ridiculed in the United States in the past. An English woman had fallen in love with one of these indians called Monty WhiteBear.
Ginny found it much like her predicament, except she didn't get the pleasure of being with Draco, as this woman, who's name was, ironically enough, Virginia, got to be with Monty. But the feelings of the people around them were the same.
Most people didn't want poor Virginia to be with Monty, even though they wanted to be together. Sighing, Ginny decided to go and find Hermione, to see if she had another book she could borrow when she was done with this one.
After getting out of the tower, she walked down the hall towards the library. Opening the doors, she spotted Hermione right away, sitting with Harry next to her. He was gazing at Hermione as she read, as only those in love do.
Ginny found this adorable, and covered her mouth to hide a giggle. Making her way over to the table, Hermione looked up at her.
"Hullo Ginny. What are you doing here?" Hermione whispered.
"I was wondering if you had any more of these books," Ginny replied softly, blushing a little bit.
Hermione grinned, "Of course I do! They're great, aren't they?" she asked.
Ginny nodded, "Just whenever you want. I'm going back to my room now, but I'll see you two later." she said.
Nodding, Hermione went back to poring over her book. Harry glanced up at Ginny with a quick smile, and went back to gazing at Hermione, trying to pretend to be reading her book with her.
Giggling, Ginny exited the library, and made her way up some stairs to the Astronomy Tower. She wanted to see if the sun was setting yet. She sighed sadly, as the sun was still making it's way down amidst the clouds.
Going slowly down the steps, she ran into Draco on his way up. She glanced at him, blushed, and started down again.
Draco was shocked as she blushed prettily and walked down. He followed her after she started walking again, and heard some commotion behind him. Seeing her turn and look bemused, he turned as well, to see what he was missing.
Neville was running, and was carrying a small cauldron of smoking, yellowish stuff. He stumbled, and, looking horrified, threw the cauldron up into the air as he fell.
The cauldron flew, and spilled it's contents all over both Draco and Ginny. Spitting out the part of it that got into their mouths, they looked at eachother. Ginny started laughing at how Draco looked, drenched with the liquid.
His hair was even more out of place than usual, and his eyes looked angry and amused at the same time. He thought she looked adorable, even though she was a mess. Longbottom was trying to life himself up, mumbling apologies as he ran down the stairs.
Deciding that they should get dry, Draco offered her his wet arm. She looked shyly up, and took it.
/Gosh she's pretty, even wet./ he thought.
"Thank you," she said back.
He looked shocked. "I didn't say anything Ginny." /Did she hear my thoughts?/ he asked himself.
Eyes going wide, she stopped them both in their tracks. /Oh my gosh, I did hear his thoughts!/ she though frantically.
As if he wasn't shocked enough, he heard her voice in his head go, "Oh my gosh, I did hear his thoughts!"
He shook his head, and once again ran his fingers through his hair. "Ginny, I think that stuff that that idiot spilled on us has caused us to..." he stopped. /Read eachothers minds/ he thought to her telepathically.
She shook her head. /Gosh this is certainly interesting./ she thought back to him. Not looking where she was going, she stubbed her toe on a stone on the ground.
"Ouch!" they both shouted at the same time. Looking at eachother again, they were thrilled and horrified at the same time.
/We're bonded. Totally bonded, in body, emotions and thoughts./ she thought to him. /I read about this potion accidentally, going through a potions book in the library./
"Oh, bloody wonderful. It's not bad enough that I-" he stopped. He turned totally pale, and then he blushed furiously. /Well,/ he thought to her, /you might as well know that I care about you a great deal. It's not as if I'd be able to hide it for long, what with us being 'bonded' as you said./
Ginny fairly lit up like a Christmas tree. Her smile was so big, she thought her face might crack open. She kissed him quickly on the lips, and ran back towards her common room.
/I'm taking a bath. I'll see you in the morning!/ she thought to him as she left running.
The next morning, when Draco got into the dining hall, his eyes searched and found what they were looking for. /Looking for?/ he thought to himself, or so he thought.
/Looking for what?/ the familiar voice thought to him. He saw her looking as if she were daydreaming, but with a slight smile on her face.
She flicked her eyes to him, and the back, letting him know she saw him. She felt smug, and she knew he knew it.
All of a sudden, owls stormed the room. Draco got a letter from his father, once again. /Probably telling me to get good marks, and so on./ he thought, to no one in particular since he knew Ginny could hear anyhow.
Opening the letter, he started to read.
*****letter*****
Draco,
I recently was made aware that there might be something of a relationship developing between you and the Weasley girl. Do NOT make the mistake of letting it continue. There are plenty of other witches in Hogwarts for you to.... fraternize with. Dumbledore help you if I hear of a continuing fling with that idiot man's daughter. Get good marks, you need the best grades possible.
Sincerely,
Lucius Malfoy
*****end of letter*****
Draco looked horrified. He looked towards Ginny to find a matching expression on her face, mingled with the tears that started down it. He realized that he was thinking the words as he read them.
/Draco, what do we do now?/ she asked in a very weak telepathic 'voice'.
Darn that Peeves, ne people? REVIEW PLZ!! Chappy 6 will be up ASAP.
