Disclaimer: Still not mine! -pouts-
A/N: Yay! Chapter 5 is up!! Hopefully I will have chapter 6 up even faster. Please, please, please review. It would really make my day much better! I especially like long ones. -wink- I started school, so it's been… blah… Thankies and enjoy!
Thanks to:
Loah- I know my grammar is getting a little better, but I have had a lot of help! Hehehe. Thanks, and I'm glad you like it.
little-rowie- Thanks for reviewing! I will keep writing.
DeviousDraco- Thanks! Yeah, I agree that it was a bit confusing, but Draco is a bit harder to write. I didn't really know how to make it with him in character, so I made him OOC. If you have any ideas or suggestions I could use the help!
moween- A special thanks to you because I realized that I forgot to thank you last chapter! -smacks forehead- I am really sorry! I guess I was in a rush and getting ready for school to start… Well, anyways, THANKS!! I am again really sorry I forgot to thank you and I hope that this makes up for that at least a little.
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Chapter 5: My Unexpected Hero
Ginny glanced up, and her eyes locked with Draco's. She gasped slightly, trying to pull away. It was no use. Draco had her in a trance, and probably would not have come out of it if he didn't look away first.
"Gin? Ginny…" Elizabeth's voice had brought her back to reality. She had followed Ginny's gaze across the room to Malfoy, and tried bringing her back without the others noticing. This attempt, however, was not quick enough. Harry had also noticed.
"I have to go," Ginny said quickly, struggling not to look back at Draco, and having a rather difficult time doing so. "I, um… I just remembered that I have an essay for Potions to do still," she quickly added upon seeing Ron and Hermione's confused faces.
She stood, and hurriedly left the Three Broomsticks, stealing a glance at Draco not long enough to entice her.
Once outside, Ginny took in a breath of fresh air. Inside she felt as if she were suffocating, she couldn't breathe. She turned down an empty side street, and walked until she couldn't take another step. She leaned against the decaying brick wall, her face in her hands, when she heard footsteps coming toward her.
"Aw, is the poor little weasel lost?"
Ginny looked up and saw a shadowed figure standing before her. Chills ran down her spine. She knew that voice, but she couldn't place it.
"It's getting dark, and poor Weasel is all alone. Who will come save her?" the person continued on. The mystery person shifted so Ginny could have a better view. Ginny couldn't help but let out a gasp as the dim light flooded over the face of Pansy Parkinson.
"Surprised, Weasel? Well, you shouldn't be," she said with a smirk.
"What are you talking about? I have never done anything to you!" Ginny was shocked that she could still speak.
"Oh, you didn't, did you? Ever since the beginning of this school year you have been taking Draco away from me. I could see how much you hurt him every time he saw you, him watching you from afar during every meal. He'd go out of his way just to see you in the halls." She paused. "Why, Weasel, would he pick you, a Gryffindor and a Weasley, none the less, instead of me, a fellow Slytherin and follower of the Dark Lord?"
Ginny's anger was starting to build. "All that's not my fault! Plus, I think that Draco would choose Harry before he ever chose you!"
Pansy shrieked. "How dare you degrade me!" Before Ginny knew it she was laying on the cold, hard ground, pain coursing through her body. She tried to get up, but was stopped as Pansy's foot came down on her chest, forcing her back to the ground. "How pathetic! I didn't even have to use magic. Maybe I'll hex you just for the fun of it. There's no Dream Team here to save you now!"
"No," Ginny heard a cold voice from behind her, "but I am." She knew that voice all too well, and this time she knew who the owner was, but she didn't want to believe it.
She managed to get up, and without looking back, she ran. She didn't get very far before she tripped.
Just as she looked back there was a flash of bright, blue light, and Ginny could see Pansy's expression just before she fell. It was a look of confusion and utter horror.
Footsteps were coming closer again. She leaned up on her elbows, but was forced to lie back down yet again, this time not by Pansy, but by her rescuer.
"Just lay back and rest. I need to get you to the Hospital Wing." She looked up and saw the blonde hair and blue eyes of the one person she feared, Draco Malfoy. He looked worried, and this time his voice didn't hold bitterness, or hate, just pure concern.
For some reason Ginny felt safe, and did as he told her. Maybe it was because he saved her just now, or maybe it was something entirely different. Right now she didn't want to think about why. She was too tired to think at all. She muttered, "Thank you, Draco," before she faded into the darkness.
"You're welcome, Ginny," he whispered to the sleeping girl. He took her into his arms, holding her tight against his chest, not from fear of dropping her, but because he never wanted this moment to end. He never wanted to let go. He turned and made his way back to the castle.
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