Author's note: Hi everyone! I just wanted to correct myself... when I wrote
"St. Mangus" I did mean St Mungo's Hospital, I just misspelled it, silly
me. :-) I'm going to write it correctly from now on - or at least try.
See, I'm not a native English speaker and I didn't notice.
And thanks to my reviewers for bringing that up!
Something Tells Me You're The One
By Roni Black
Chapter Three
To Ginny's great surprise, her mother was extremely happy to hear that Ginny and Seamus got back together.
"He's the perfect guy for you, Ginny," she said, hugging her with a great big smile on her face. "I'm very proud of you for picking the right guy."
But did I really pick the right guy? Ginny wondered later, up in her room, staring out of the window. The sun was beginning to descend and the whole room was filled with red light.
Was Seamus the right guy for her? Or was she making a mistake?
No way. She shook her head. He couldn't be the wrong guy. He was everything one could wish for. He was good-looking, smart, funny, and came from a good home... what else could she wish for?
Love?
Don't be silly, Ginny, you love Seamus, she reprimanded herself. Seamus is the one for you. Don't you ever doubt that.
What do people who are in love do? She asked herself.
They dream about their love, of course.
She tried to dream about Seamus. About his beautiful hair, his big round eyes, his innocent smile. After a minute or so, she found herself getting bored.
It isn't supposed to be like that! She reprimanded herself again, you're supposed to be thinking about him and nothing else but him!
But she couldn't.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Later than night, Ginny had a dream.
In her dream she was walking in a beautiful, blossoming garden. She was looking happily at the colorful flowers, as the sun was beaming from the bright-blue sky right above her. Then she saw someone coming towards her, and as he came closer, she recognized Seamus's hair.
"Hello, my love," he said to her in a deep, manly voice and swept her in a kiss.
They stood there kissing for a few moments; then she pulled away to look at him. But instead of seeing Seamus's face, she found herself staring into the face of Draco Malfoy. He was smiling at her, and she was smiling back and kissed him again, and this time, the kiss was much more intense. She felt her whole body tingling with excitement.
The she woke up, just to realize she'd never felt that way when Seamus had been kissing her. What did that mean?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A month passed by. Ginny was doing very well at St. Mungo's; everybody told her that her work was very helpful and very much appreciated. Everybody told her so, except for Draco Malfoy.
"Come on, Weasley, we'll never get there if we continue at your speed," muttered Draco as he was walking very fast down a corridor. "Mr. Dawes has prepared you an office of your own. I guess you won't be using it much, because he decided you should still be working with me, since you're still inexperienced, but it would be ridiculous if you didn't know where your office is. So come on!"
He could hear Ginny running behind him, panting, but didn't slow down. He didn't want her to be walking next to him; he didn't dare to look at her face. His mother's words rang in his ears: "I like Margaret very much. She's the right woman for you."
But he couldn't get that Weasley girl off his mind... he's been working with her for a month now, and every day he liked her more. Her long, red, wavy hair, her big beautiful eyes, her cleverness. He even liked her when she answered him sarcastically. And during the last week, when he was looking at her face, he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to kiss her.
GET HER OFF YOUR MIND, RIGHT NOW, he told himself firmly. She's not the one, Draco. You love Margaret, remember that!
He took the stairs on his right, and almost running now, turned to his left and entered another corridor.
"Hurry up, Weasley!" he said out loud.
Ginny didn't answer him. She couldn't bring herself to talk to him. How come she's never noticed how handsome he was when they were in Hogwarts? She wondered. How come she couldn't help but staring at his lips every time she looked at him now? Was she in love with Malfoy?
NO WAY! He's not the one, Ginny, don't think about him! You love Seamus, you love Seamus, you love Seamus and that's it!
"Here it is now." Draco stopped near a big green door and opened it. He let Ginny step in before him, and watched her as she did that. Her hair brushed against his arm as she entered, and his heart gave a jump.
He looked at her as she examined her new office; as her silky hands fluttered across her desk; as she walked gracefully towards the window and looked outside; as she observed the shelves, the books, the chair.
Then she turned to look at him, and he looked away immediately. He felt her eyes at his head for a few seconds; then she said formally: "Thank you for showing me my office, Malfoy. Now let's get back to work."
"OK, come on out and follow me," he said and let her get out first again. As she got out, she accidentally punched his side.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" She stopped at once. "Are you OK?"
"Perfectly fine, just watch where you're..." their eyes met and he stopped talking. He stared into her big, round, brown eyes. Not saying a word, they looked at each other for a long moment.
"Draco?" A voice echoed from the far end of the corridor. Mr. Dawes came into view. "Have you showed Ms. Weasley her new office?"
Draco broke their gaze and looked at Mr. Dawes. "Yes, Sir, I have," he answered.
"Good. You're getting back to work, then?"
"Sure," Draco answered, and without looking at Ginny, began to walk fast down the corridor again. He heard Ginny's steps after him, but didn't turn to look at her.
Something Tells Me You're The One
By Roni Black
Chapter Three
To Ginny's great surprise, her mother was extremely happy to hear that Ginny and Seamus got back together.
"He's the perfect guy for you, Ginny," she said, hugging her with a great big smile on her face. "I'm very proud of you for picking the right guy."
But did I really pick the right guy? Ginny wondered later, up in her room, staring out of the window. The sun was beginning to descend and the whole room was filled with red light.
Was Seamus the right guy for her? Or was she making a mistake?
No way. She shook her head. He couldn't be the wrong guy. He was everything one could wish for. He was good-looking, smart, funny, and came from a good home... what else could she wish for?
Love?
Don't be silly, Ginny, you love Seamus, she reprimanded herself. Seamus is the one for you. Don't you ever doubt that.
What do people who are in love do? She asked herself.
They dream about their love, of course.
She tried to dream about Seamus. About his beautiful hair, his big round eyes, his innocent smile. After a minute or so, she found herself getting bored.
It isn't supposed to be like that! She reprimanded herself again, you're supposed to be thinking about him and nothing else but him!
But she couldn't.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Later than night, Ginny had a dream.
In her dream she was walking in a beautiful, blossoming garden. She was looking happily at the colorful flowers, as the sun was beaming from the bright-blue sky right above her. Then she saw someone coming towards her, and as he came closer, she recognized Seamus's hair.
"Hello, my love," he said to her in a deep, manly voice and swept her in a kiss.
They stood there kissing for a few moments; then she pulled away to look at him. But instead of seeing Seamus's face, she found herself staring into the face of Draco Malfoy. He was smiling at her, and she was smiling back and kissed him again, and this time, the kiss was much more intense. She felt her whole body tingling with excitement.
The she woke up, just to realize she'd never felt that way when Seamus had been kissing her. What did that mean?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A month passed by. Ginny was doing very well at St. Mungo's; everybody told her that her work was very helpful and very much appreciated. Everybody told her so, except for Draco Malfoy.
"Come on, Weasley, we'll never get there if we continue at your speed," muttered Draco as he was walking very fast down a corridor. "Mr. Dawes has prepared you an office of your own. I guess you won't be using it much, because he decided you should still be working with me, since you're still inexperienced, but it would be ridiculous if you didn't know where your office is. So come on!"
He could hear Ginny running behind him, panting, but didn't slow down. He didn't want her to be walking next to him; he didn't dare to look at her face. His mother's words rang in his ears: "I like Margaret very much. She's the right woman for you."
But he couldn't get that Weasley girl off his mind... he's been working with her for a month now, and every day he liked her more. Her long, red, wavy hair, her big beautiful eyes, her cleverness. He even liked her when she answered him sarcastically. And during the last week, when he was looking at her face, he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to kiss her.
GET HER OFF YOUR MIND, RIGHT NOW, he told himself firmly. She's not the one, Draco. You love Margaret, remember that!
He took the stairs on his right, and almost running now, turned to his left and entered another corridor.
"Hurry up, Weasley!" he said out loud.
Ginny didn't answer him. She couldn't bring herself to talk to him. How come she's never noticed how handsome he was when they were in Hogwarts? She wondered. How come she couldn't help but staring at his lips every time she looked at him now? Was she in love with Malfoy?
NO WAY! He's not the one, Ginny, don't think about him! You love Seamus, you love Seamus, you love Seamus and that's it!
"Here it is now." Draco stopped near a big green door and opened it. He let Ginny step in before him, and watched her as she did that. Her hair brushed against his arm as she entered, and his heart gave a jump.
He looked at her as she examined her new office; as her silky hands fluttered across her desk; as she walked gracefully towards the window and looked outside; as she observed the shelves, the books, the chair.
Then she turned to look at him, and he looked away immediately. He felt her eyes at his head for a few seconds; then she said formally: "Thank you for showing me my office, Malfoy. Now let's get back to work."
"OK, come on out and follow me," he said and let her get out first again. As she got out, she accidentally punched his side.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" She stopped at once. "Are you OK?"
"Perfectly fine, just watch where you're..." their eyes met and he stopped talking. He stared into her big, round, brown eyes. Not saying a word, they looked at each other for a long moment.
"Draco?" A voice echoed from the far end of the corridor. Mr. Dawes came into view. "Have you showed Ms. Weasley her new office?"
Draco broke their gaze and looked at Mr. Dawes. "Yes, Sir, I have," he answered.
"Good. You're getting back to work, then?"
"Sure," Draco answered, and without looking at Ginny, began to walk fast down the corridor again. He heard Ginny's steps after him, but didn't turn to look at her.
