Chapter Two: hatred

He looked at her, his eyes traveled up and down lazily over her body, his lips twitched and a smile grazed over them. He limped slowly over to her, without a word.

"I can walk...see?"

He said, as she smirked. Her hair wrapped around her neck and slowly raced down her back as he was only a few mere inches from her face,

"I need to take you to the hospital wing."

She said nervously. She almost tripped over her feet as she started to carry him again. Her heart was racing as she got him to the hospital wing, and set him down on the bed, she collapsed in the chair beside the bed and looked outside, it was just about dawn.

"You'll be all right on your own?"

"Please stay..." He said in a low but sweet tone. What had come over him? He was supposed to be heartless, but she saw through him, she saw that his feelings to were not just skin deep. He lay on the bed, his head facing her, all he needed to do was rest his leg, his arm was pale and the blood was dry. He grabbed her hand suddenly, lacing his fingers with hers.

"Thank you for helping me, I know I never treated you nicely...like I should of." She felt a swell of emotions for him, the hate, the anger, and the loathing dissolve.

"So what now?" She asked, as he pulled her to sit with him.

"Well...once word gets out of this, I'll be hunted down by those damn brothers of yours..." He smirked. "They won't. I'm happy...they should understand that."

He slowly removed some hair from her face; she placed her head down on his shoulder. "You know around people we have to act like we always did...it'll be hard, but we have to do it." He laughed halfheartedly.

His finger of his free hand ran slowly over her cheek, "I've always felt something when I was around you, but I never knew what it was. Boy, father wouldn't like this one bit; I don't suppose mother would either.

"The sun's coming up soon." He murmured looking outside. "I guess we should get back...you'll be okay, wont you?" Ginny asked. He nodded getting up. He limped slowly to the door. She followed him into the hallway and they went their separate ways.

**

The Great Hall swarmed with whispers, rumored of a Slytherin boy spotted with a Gryffindor, but none of the students knew which one. "Hey Gin." Harry said as he walked in and sat near her. She'd been better on talking to him, because she didn't very well like him anymore.

"Have you heard about Malfoy?"

"No...What happened?"

"He was seen with a Gryffindor but nobody knows which one."

Ginny's stomach did a flip, and she gulped, "O-oh?"

"You seem nervous, you okay?"

"I'm fine. Thank you."

She stood up, almost enough to alarm Harry. She walked slowly out of the hall, casually as not to cause a scene.