Draco slammed the door to the dungeons that he, along with the rest of the Slytherins, called home and stormed down the hall, muttering to himself. No one truly understood him, but his father was the least perceptive of all. Draco was the classic "popular guy who everyone loves to hate," and had been complaining to his father about how he felt lonely most of the time. (Honestly, like Crabbe and Goyle could be called "friends.") Draco's father, Lucius, felt little sympathy for the boy and calmly explained that "Malfoys don't feel," told his son to "go get laid," and promptly disappeared as the fire returned to normal.
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Ginny was fuming and sobbing as she ran down the stairs from the Gryffindor common room and out the door. She knew she was breaking rules and she didn't care. Her feelings had been utterly crushed. She had finally gotten up the nerve to tell her brother, Ron, how left out he and his friends made her feel and he had laughed at her and told her to "go find a boyfriend or something," totally and effectively dismissing her complaint. She had slapped him hard, turned on her heels, and walked calmly out of the room right before she burst into tears.
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Draco was so pissed off that even seeing the littlest weasel with tears streaming down her face brought him no pleasure. He didn't even feel compelled to antagonize her despite the fact that she was obviously in an already agitated state and would have been extremely easy to provoke, so he just ignored her as he stormed out the door and headed for the lake.
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Ginny thought she saw someone head out the doors just ahead of her, but it was hard to tell through the layer of tears spilling from her eyes. She decided it didn't matter anyway and thought about it no more as she banged open the door and silently made her way to her secret spot by the lake.
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Draco couldn't believe it when he saw the little weasely girl sit down across the lake from him. What in the world was she doing out, breaking the "bedtime" rule (as he referred to it)? And…"what in the hell?!" he yelled as the rock he was sitting on suddenly swung down like a trapdoor and he was falling…
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Ginny was totally oblivious to what was going on around her as she sat in her "secret spot,"which was actually a little alcove between two bigger rocks (and she was just the right size to fit perfectly into it without being seen unless someone was at just the right angle directly across the lake). She did notice however, when the ground under her dropped out and she was suddenly falling into darkness.
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Draco hit the ground and rolled only to land on something soft…he lifted his head, fumbled for his lighter in his pocket, lit it, and glanced around him…correction--someone soft. He was in a dark hole (judging from the fall it was way underground) and he was with the little weasel girl. He groaned. He got up and she didn't move. He searched the "room for any way out but found none. His search did yield a crudely made torch, though. She still hadn't moved. This worried him…not because he cared about what happened to her…Malfoys don't care. Especially for Weaselys…but if she was hurt he could possibly be blamed. He couldn't have that. A closer examination of her made him gasp a little though he would never have admitted it. She was unconscious and it was easy to see why. She lay sprawled on the ground and a puddle of congealing blood surrounded her head. The rock she had obviously struck her head on lay beside her and the grotesque gash on the back of her head brought him close to being sick (another thing he would never admit to later). He used his wand and a healing spell that took care of her wound, but she had lost a lot of blood. He picked her up, amazed at how light and warm she felt in his arms, and laid her on one of the two beds he had found--the bigger of the two, which he told himself was just because he couldn't have her rolling off of the bed and hurting herself worse. He gently wiped the blood away with a damp rag and she stirred. He whispered for her to rest and suddenly feeling a very odd urge, he leaned over and kissed her lightly on the forehead. 'What the hell?!' he screamed at himself mentally and went to lay down on the other bed, hoping sleep would set him back to normal.
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