Ginny looked at the letter again. He sounded so sad! She didn't like it when people were sad because of her. She was walking as quickly as she could when she suddenly bumped her head into somebody.
"Oh, I'm sorry." But when she looked up, she saw that it was Malfoy. She nearly screached when she noticed his hand on her butt, but then calmed down when she realized that he was trying to discreetly put a note in her pocket. So she simply smiled, waved, and kept on her way. That was a mistake though for Spring quickly grabbed her and threw her into Myrtle's bathroom.
"Are you CRAZY!? That idiot just touched your ass and all you can do is smile at him?? Why didn't you give him the hard smack that he deserves?" Ginny just smiled at her.
"I'll tell you, but you have to promise not to tell anyone at all, ok?" Spring nodded, and pressed her ear up to Ginny's lips. After she was done whispering, Spring squealed.
"Really! You two are writing poetry together!? That's practically dating!" Ginny rolled her eyes. It was not, but Spring liked to exagerate a little. Ginny wrung her hands.
"But you can't tell anyone ok? He made me promise not to tell so I can't ok? And neither can you!"
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Draco was wandering around his room, thinking. He had writers block, and if he didn't bring Ginny a good poem to copy, she would be dissappointed. But why did he care if she was disappointed anyway? She wasn't that important was she?
But he did love her smile.. He loved it when she laughed... He wished he could make her laugh the way her little friends could... Draco scratched his head. He really needed to take a shower...
Standing up, Draco walked from the center of his private room, over to the bathroom. Pulling his black tee-shirt over his head, he gazed at himself in the mirror. He was satesfied. Perhaps a bit too satesfied. EVery girl wanted him. All but one... Why did it bother him so? Maybe because she thought she wanted someone else...
Draco slipped into his tub. Oh how good that felt! He closed his eyes and dipped his head under the water slowly, sucking up as much moisture as he could. He slipped back up, flipping his hair back and wetting the wall behind him. He looked at the silver ring on his finger. His grandmother had given it to him only moments before she passed.
"Give this to a worthy girl my Dragon. A worthy girl."
Sadly, he turned it around on his finger. He knew that he'd never give it to Pansy, no matter if his father wanted him to marry her or not. His grandmother wouldn't have thought her worthy.
'Grandmother would have loved Ginny...' He closed his eyes and a small red head ran across his eyelids. Her bright smile, her soft looking hair...
'Stop thinking about her! She's writing poetry to someone that she doesn't even know. She has no time to think about you right now...'
Hopping out of the tub, Draco dried himself off, put on his robe, and headed out to the library, unaware of an owl dropping a letter on his bed.
"Oh, I'm sorry." But when she looked up, she saw that it was Malfoy. She nearly screached when she noticed his hand on her butt, but then calmed down when she realized that he was trying to discreetly put a note in her pocket. So she simply smiled, waved, and kept on her way. That was a mistake though for Spring quickly grabbed her and threw her into Myrtle's bathroom.
"Are you CRAZY!? That idiot just touched your ass and all you can do is smile at him?? Why didn't you give him the hard smack that he deserves?" Ginny just smiled at her.
"I'll tell you, but you have to promise not to tell anyone at all, ok?" Spring nodded, and pressed her ear up to Ginny's lips. After she was done whispering, Spring squealed.
"Really! You two are writing poetry together!? That's practically dating!" Ginny rolled her eyes. It was not, but Spring liked to exagerate a little. Ginny wrung her hands.
"But you can't tell anyone ok? He made me promise not to tell so I can't ok? And neither can you!"
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Draco was wandering around his room, thinking. He had writers block, and if he didn't bring Ginny a good poem to copy, she would be dissappointed. But why did he care if she was disappointed anyway? She wasn't that important was she?
But he did love her smile.. He loved it when she laughed... He wished he could make her laugh the way her little friends could... Draco scratched his head. He really needed to take a shower...
Standing up, Draco walked from the center of his private room, over to the bathroom. Pulling his black tee-shirt over his head, he gazed at himself in the mirror. He was satesfied. Perhaps a bit too satesfied. EVery girl wanted him. All but one... Why did it bother him so? Maybe because she thought she wanted someone else...
Draco slipped into his tub. Oh how good that felt! He closed his eyes and dipped his head under the water slowly, sucking up as much moisture as he could. He slipped back up, flipping his hair back and wetting the wall behind him. He looked at the silver ring on his finger. His grandmother had given it to him only moments before she passed.
"Give this to a worthy girl my Dragon. A worthy girl."
Sadly, he turned it around on his finger. He knew that he'd never give it to Pansy, no matter if his father wanted him to marry her or not. His grandmother wouldn't have thought her worthy.
'Grandmother would have loved Ginny...' He closed his eyes and a small red head ran across his eyelids. Her bright smile, her soft looking hair...
'Stop thinking about her! She's writing poetry to someone that she doesn't even know. She has no time to think about you right now...'
Hopping out of the tub, Draco dried himself off, put on his robe, and headed out to the library, unaware of an owl dropping a letter on his bed.