Here's the next chapter...Hope everyone likes it!
Just in case there is any confusion, I am not J.K. Roling, therefore, I do not own any of her characters.
=^..^=
~Enjoy
Small Print: I am making no money from this story.
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Ginny groaned as her eyes opened slowly. The orange sun had just risen over the distant mountain tops and it shone in throught one of the Gryffindor girls' dorm windows.
Ginny arose without hesitation; it was time to go to her next 'lesson' with Draco.
Her vison was too blurry to see the time on the clock, so Ginny trusted herself that it wasn't too early to walk around without getting in much trouble.
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She slipped out of the dorm quietly and tip-toed through the corridors towards the library, where she assumed she would meet Draco.
The floor was cold and wet, and the sounds of water flowing echoed through the hall.
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"Myrtle." Ginny said to herself.
Myrtle still resided in the bathroom, and apparently it was one of her more depressing of sad days of ghostly existence in the second-floor girls' bathroom.
As Ginny walked into the library to the alarming sound of giggling from the Hogwart's History section.
She walked towards the shelf with caution, almost daring to not breathe as the giggling changed to high-pitched squeaks.
Mustering her courage, Ginny whipped her head around the corner to see her brother, Ron, and Hermione in an extremely embarrasing situation on the table.
Ginny froze, her mouth hanging open.
"Oh, close your mouth, something 'ill fly in." Ron said as Hermione's face deepened to a blushing scarlett as she tried to sit up with Ron still half lying on her.
"I'll go now." Ginny said in a high-pitched voice, backing out of the section at full speed.
"Don't mention this to mum, all right?" Ron said pleadingly behind Ginny.
"I really don't need to have a four-year-overdue 'talk'." he added as Ginny stopped suddenly.
"That depends." Ginny replied.
Ron choked a little before his voice turned into a little squeak.
"Please." Ron squealed.
Mrs. Weasley was a very nice woman, and most of the time, she was fairly decent, it was only that she was exceptionally strict about all of her childrens' personal lives, which of course, provoked them to go about doing what they wanted.
Ron rushed from around the shelf, and hurriedly tried to straiten his tie unsuccessfully.
"Gin, you know how mum is." Ron said with a worried look on his face.
"I won't tell," she began. A extremely relieved look came over Ron's face. "however, you have to stop following me around, and you must not, under any condition tell me what to do or who to talk to." Ginny said, content.
Ron's happy expression faded.
"Bloody hell." Ron said under his breath.
"That is my condition." Ginny said, offering her hand.
"Yeah, yeah." Ron said, shaking Ginny's hand half-heartedly.
"Now, if you will excuse me, dearest brother, I have some business to attend to." she said as Hermione appeared from behind Ron.
Ginny searched the library, but she couldn't find Draco. She sat down in the first chair she saw and began to get lonely.
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"Sorry I'm late." a male voice said, shaking Ginny from her daze.
Ginny looked up; her gaze meeting with Draco's.
"I see you're enthusiastic to start this morning." he said, offering his hand to Ginny to help her up from her chair.
"I find it's a little drafty over here." Draco said, leading Ginny to another spot in the library, further in than before.
"Now, you remember what I taught you yesterday?" Draco said, sitting down.
Ginny winced, but said nothing and slowly slid herself onto Draco's lap and tried to act comfortable.
"Very good. I'm impressed." Draco said in a whisper into her ear.
"You'll find that some are naturally further ahead that others." he added.
"Why do know that I'll have to take this to the next level?." Ginny asked, settling down next to Draco's chest.
"You are so clever." he said.
"Now, remember, Potter is your target. Try leaning against me a little." Draco added.
Slowly at first, Ginny lay back onto Draco, her head resting against his shoulder. She closed her eyes briefly as Draco's handed played slowly through her hair.
"Very good." Draco said.
Though this was only Ginny's second time to be up this close to Draco, she found herself almost enjoying his closeness to her, the warmth.
"Ginny, you're not as far behind as you think." Draco said as Ginny's eyes met his.
Ginny said nothing, but slowly stood up from Draco.
"I feel a bit hungry, I'll be at breakfast." Ginny said, walking away with the utmost confidence.
Draco said nothing in reply, but sat for a while longer.
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"Ginny Weasley, that is Draco Malfoy. Malfoy. Malfoy. Not good." she said to herself as she approached the Great Hall.
Harry was back from Madam Pomfrey's ward, though his face still shone in a greenish tone.
Hermione and Ron said nothing as Ginny sat down, across from Harry.
"How you feeling, Harry?" Ginny asked sweetly.
"Like hell." Harry said.
"Feel like a walk?" Ginny asked with a smile.
"Why not?" Harry replied.
"C'mon, then." Ginny said winking in Ron's direction as she led Harry outside.
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Once Ginny was outside, she tried to make the most simple conversation that she could.
"When's the next quidditch match, then?" Ginny asked, though she already knew the date.
"Next Saturday against Ravenclaw." Harry replied.
"That'll be fun to watch." Ginny said.
"Ginny, I get the feeling that you want something. What do you want?" Harry asked politely.
"What is there that don't I want?..." Ginny said, trailing off as the two approached an enterance to the outdoors.
"Look, I know-" Harry stopped.
"Yes?" Ginny asked.
Ginny held her breath excitedly.
"I know I spend a lot of time with Ron, and I understand that he is your brother, and that you miss him." Harry replied.
Ginny nearly fell over.
"What?" she asked, her eyes nearly popping out of her skull.
"Well, isn't that why we're walking together, because you wanted to talk to me?" Harry asked, confused.
"Yes, yes, I wanted to talk, but, um, why don't we head back." Ginny said uncontentedly.
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Reluctantly, Ginny parted company from Harry and ran into the library to settle herself down.
"Ginny, you've got to a lot better than that." she said to herself as Draco's more than familiar shadow fell over her.
"If I didn't know better, I'd say that you're following me around." Ginny said, turning to face Draco.
"It's all part of the lessons; you made a deal." Draco replied, an innocent expression being replaced with his trademark smirk.
"I am reluctant to tell you that our little classes will have to be cancelled tomorrow." Draco said as he tossed an apple up and down in the air.
"Why 's that?" Ginny asked with sarcasm.
"It's called quidditch, my dear." Draco retorted.
"As your teacher, I'm giving you homework." he said, handing Ginny a small box.
"What's this?" Ginny asked.
"That is for later on, I just figured I'd give it to you now. The assignment is rather simple; just get yourself comfortable on Harry's lap." Draco said with a smile.
"I'm not over-estimating you, am I?" he added.
"I don't think so." Ginny replied.
"Good girl." Draco said as he took a bite of his apple and left.
Ginny eyed the box but didn't open it; there was much to practice.
"Doing a month's worth of detention would be easier." Ginny muttered to herself.
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Hehe...Don't worry, I'll post the next chapter soon!
Tell me what you think!
~Mac
Just in case there is any confusion, I am not J.K. Roling, therefore, I do not own any of her characters.
=^..^=
~Enjoy
Small Print: I am making no money from this story.
________________________________________________________________________
Ginny groaned as her eyes opened slowly. The orange sun had just risen over the distant mountain tops and it shone in throught one of the Gryffindor girls' dorm windows.
Ginny arose without hesitation; it was time to go to her next 'lesson' with Draco.
Her vison was too blurry to see the time on the clock, so Ginny trusted herself that it wasn't too early to walk around without getting in much trouble.
~~~~~~~~~~
She slipped out of the dorm quietly and tip-toed through the corridors towards the library, where she assumed she would meet Draco.
The floor was cold and wet, and the sounds of water flowing echoed through the hall.
~~~~~~~~~~
"Myrtle." Ginny said to herself.
Myrtle still resided in the bathroom, and apparently it was one of her more depressing of sad days of ghostly existence in the second-floor girls' bathroom.
As Ginny walked into the library to the alarming sound of giggling from the Hogwart's History section.
She walked towards the shelf with caution, almost daring to not breathe as the giggling changed to high-pitched squeaks.
Mustering her courage, Ginny whipped her head around the corner to see her brother, Ron, and Hermione in an extremely embarrasing situation on the table.
Ginny froze, her mouth hanging open.
"Oh, close your mouth, something 'ill fly in." Ron said as Hermione's face deepened to a blushing scarlett as she tried to sit up with Ron still half lying on her.
"I'll go now." Ginny said in a high-pitched voice, backing out of the section at full speed.
"Don't mention this to mum, all right?" Ron said pleadingly behind Ginny.
"I really don't need to have a four-year-overdue 'talk'." he added as Ginny stopped suddenly.
"That depends." Ginny replied.
Ron choked a little before his voice turned into a little squeak.
"Please." Ron squealed.
Mrs. Weasley was a very nice woman, and most of the time, she was fairly decent, it was only that she was exceptionally strict about all of her childrens' personal lives, which of course, provoked them to go about doing what they wanted.
Ron rushed from around the shelf, and hurriedly tried to straiten his tie unsuccessfully.
"Gin, you know how mum is." Ron said with a worried look on his face.
"I won't tell," she began. A extremely relieved look came over Ron's face. "however, you have to stop following me around, and you must not, under any condition tell me what to do or who to talk to." Ginny said, content.
Ron's happy expression faded.
"Bloody hell." Ron said under his breath.
"That is my condition." Ginny said, offering her hand.
"Yeah, yeah." Ron said, shaking Ginny's hand half-heartedly.
"Now, if you will excuse me, dearest brother, I have some business to attend to." she said as Hermione appeared from behind Ron.
Ginny searched the library, but she couldn't find Draco. She sat down in the first chair she saw and began to get lonely.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Sorry I'm late." a male voice said, shaking Ginny from her daze.
Ginny looked up; her gaze meeting with Draco's.
"I see you're enthusiastic to start this morning." he said, offering his hand to Ginny to help her up from her chair.
"I find it's a little drafty over here." Draco said, leading Ginny to another spot in the library, further in than before.
"Now, you remember what I taught you yesterday?" Draco said, sitting down.
Ginny winced, but said nothing and slowly slid herself onto Draco's lap and tried to act comfortable.
"Very good. I'm impressed." Draco said in a whisper into her ear.
"You'll find that some are naturally further ahead that others." he added.
"Why do know that I'll have to take this to the next level?." Ginny asked, settling down next to Draco's chest.
"You are so clever." he said.
"Now, remember, Potter is your target. Try leaning against me a little." Draco added.
Slowly at first, Ginny lay back onto Draco, her head resting against his shoulder. She closed her eyes briefly as Draco's handed played slowly through her hair.
"Very good." Draco said.
Though this was only Ginny's second time to be up this close to Draco, she found herself almost enjoying his closeness to her, the warmth.
"Ginny, you're not as far behind as you think." Draco said as Ginny's eyes met his.
Ginny said nothing, but slowly stood up from Draco.
"I feel a bit hungry, I'll be at breakfast." Ginny said, walking away with the utmost confidence.
Draco said nothing in reply, but sat for a while longer.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ginny Weasley, that is Draco Malfoy. Malfoy. Malfoy. Not good." she said to herself as she approached the Great Hall.
Harry was back from Madam Pomfrey's ward, though his face still shone in a greenish tone.
Hermione and Ron said nothing as Ginny sat down, across from Harry.
"How you feeling, Harry?" Ginny asked sweetly.
"Like hell." Harry said.
"Feel like a walk?" Ginny asked with a smile.
"Why not?" Harry replied.
"C'mon, then." Ginny said winking in Ron's direction as she led Harry outside.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Once Ginny was outside, she tried to make the most simple conversation that she could.
"When's the next quidditch match, then?" Ginny asked, though she already knew the date.
"Next Saturday against Ravenclaw." Harry replied.
"That'll be fun to watch." Ginny said.
"Ginny, I get the feeling that you want something. What do you want?" Harry asked politely.
"What is there that don't I want?..." Ginny said, trailing off as the two approached an enterance to the outdoors.
"Look, I know-" Harry stopped.
"Yes?" Ginny asked.
Ginny held her breath excitedly.
"I know I spend a lot of time with Ron, and I understand that he is your brother, and that you miss him." Harry replied.
Ginny nearly fell over.
"What?" she asked, her eyes nearly popping out of her skull.
"Well, isn't that why we're walking together, because you wanted to talk to me?" Harry asked, confused.
"Yes, yes, I wanted to talk, but, um, why don't we head back." Ginny said uncontentedly.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Reluctantly, Ginny parted company from Harry and ran into the library to settle herself down.
"Ginny, you've got to a lot better than that." she said to herself as Draco's more than familiar shadow fell over her.
"If I didn't know better, I'd say that you're following me around." Ginny said, turning to face Draco.
"It's all part of the lessons; you made a deal." Draco replied, an innocent expression being replaced with his trademark smirk.
"I am reluctant to tell you that our little classes will have to be cancelled tomorrow." Draco said as he tossed an apple up and down in the air.
"Why 's that?" Ginny asked with sarcasm.
"It's called quidditch, my dear." Draco retorted.
"As your teacher, I'm giving you homework." he said, handing Ginny a small box.
"What's this?" Ginny asked.
"That is for later on, I just figured I'd give it to you now. The assignment is rather simple; just get yourself comfortable on Harry's lap." Draco said with a smile.
"I'm not over-estimating you, am I?" he added.
"I don't think so." Ginny replied.
"Good girl." Draco said as he took a bite of his apple and left.
Ginny eyed the box but didn't open it; there was much to practice.
"Doing a month's worth of detention would be easier." Ginny muttered to herself.
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Hehe...Don't worry, I'll post the next chapter soon!
Tell me what you think!
~Mac