It's Not Your Life---Chapter 2

"It's about you and Potter." Draco said, now more urgently.

"Oh, so now you suddenly care about me and Potter!?" Ginny replied angrily. He had the nerve to say things about her Harry?

"No, I don't. I don't know why I thought you would care. I hope you and Potty have a nice night!" Draco drawled.

"Shut up, Malfoy. For you information, I won't be with Harry tonight!" Ginny said with dignity. Draco turned around, and walked away.

'But what if it was important?' Ginny wondered. She walked about 10 feet behind him, ready to leave. He must have noticed eyes on his back, because he abruptly turned around.

"Weasley, you better stop staring, or I'll tell Potter that your undressing me with your eyes!" Draco said, with a sneer on his face.

"Shut up, Malfoy!! You're SLYTHERIN SCUM! I'll never even be your friend! And if I am, someone please drop a house on my head!" She replied with pride. She looked directly into his eyes this time, and chills ran down her spine. She immediately shook it off. His eyes showed hurt.

'I hurt him.' She couldn't stop thinking as he turned and started to walk away.

"Wait! Draco, I'm sorry." Ginny yelled. She couldn't make him an enemy, because for all she knew, he was a Death Eater. He turned and looked straight into her eyes.

"Potter's using you." He said shortly and he turned and walked through the barrier into the other side before she could say anything.

'What? Using me? How could he be using me? He loves me. Right?' Ginny thought. She took a train back to where she could, and walked the rest of the way home.

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Ginny walked into the door, and Henry greeted her.

"Hey, hot shot!" Henry said. He had always called her that, but she never knew why.

"Hey, Henry!" Ginny said, excited to see his face again. He gave her a huge bear hug, which lifted her off the floor, then set her back down.

"So, what places have you visited since I last saw you?" She asked him as she sat down at the dinner table next to him. Fred and George were at Jordan's house, and Percy was at work. Her father was sitting next to her mother, who was across from Henry and herself. Her mom put some Plotatoham on her plate.

"Hmm…Japan, Germany, and United States!" He replied. He was a Muggle researcher. He studied everything about their daily life, and reported it to their institution, which was near the Burrow.

"Cool. Did you get me anything!?" Ginny said immediately.

"Ginny!" Her father scolded.

"No, no, it's OK Arthur!" Henry said warmly. He pulled what looked like a box out and handed it to her. Ginny opened it, curious as to what it was. When she opened it, a little girl started to dance around, and a melody filled the room.

"Wow! Thanks Henry! She's beautiful!" Ginny said, giving him a hug.

"You're welcome, now let's eat!" Henry replied, digging into his dinner as though he hadn't eaten decent food in a month. Ginny dug in to. She was still partially thinking about what Malfoy had said.

'"Potter's using you." ? He wouldn't use me, he's my boyfriend!' Ginny thought to herself, angry at Malfoy for even mentioning it! She suddenly remembered the chills.

'They weren't love chills though, they were just chills!' She told herself, confidently.

"Ginny!" Her mother yelled.

"Whoops!" She thought as she turned her attention back to the room.

"Yes mother?" Ginny said in what she thought was her sweetest voice.

"Your father asked you what you did today!" Her mother said, slightly aggravated.

"Oh, yeah. I just walked around with Harry a lit----" Ginny started to say, but was cut off by Henry.

"And who's Harry?" Henry said, nudging her shoulder and winking at her. She felt a blush creep up onto her face.

"My boyfriend." Ginny mumbled quickly.

"Harry's a nice boy. Perfect for you, Ginny I might add!" Her father said, winking at her.

"Father!" Ginny said, blushing bright red.

"I'm just saying!" He answered innocently.

"Yeah, he's perfect. Perfect when he's using you." A little voice said in the back of her head. She helped her mother wash the dishes and went upstairs to her bedroom. Just as she was knocking on the door, a knock came from the door downstairs. She ran down the steps, her parents were engaged in an adult conversation. She opened the door, and standing on her front porch was…

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