The Words of the Unspoken
Chapter 3
Cool, Cold, and Confrontations
Draco and Hermione snapped around to see who it was. Ron stood there in the doorway in shock. He was very red in the face, so red you couldn't see his freckles, and breathing really hard.
Draco took a second to think of something, "Uh. hi Weasley."
"Hermione, what the bloody hell are you doing with him?" Ron barked.
Hermione gave him a stern look and said, "We're playing chess Ron, just chess."
Draco then spoke up, "Yea Weasley, Granger and I are friends now." Ron shot him a look. "Just friends, Weasley. not saying Granger is ugly or anything." Draco sputtered out. He tried to make it sound like he didn't want Hermione, because he didn't, but then he had to say she wasn't ugly so Ron wouldn't make his nose in the back of his head. That would certainly mess up his reputation as the most wanted guy at Hogwarts, next to Potter. Draco scowled at himself for this thought.
It was Ron's turn to talk. He didn't take an eye off of him.
"Ironic isn't it Malfoy, that the same 'wrong sort of people' you warned Harry about in our first year are the one's you hang out with and are for that matter, and now you think we're not on to you and try to hurt Hermione. She won't help you, you know. She won't help you get better grades, Malfoy."
"He's second in our year, Ron," Hermione stated.
Ron blushed at his stupidity. He then turned to Hermione and stepped toward her. The look on his face sent shivers up his spine. He then spoke very soft in Hermione's ear, but loud enough for Draco to catch it, "Well, Hermione, if you want to defend this. this. disgrace to mankind you can, but don't come crying back to me once you see his true colors."
"At least my true colors don't comprise of a rainbow, Weasley." At this Ron almost jumped Draco about his comment if Hermione didn't hold him back.
"Fuck you Malfoy."
Draco said coolly, "Oh you know you want to."
"Just so you know Malfoy, if I see you even look at Hermione in a way that I don't like, I'll turn your entire body inside out and make you walk around like that until you trip over your intestines."
"Very graphic Weasley. Do you need some ice for your brain?"
Ron stood there for a moment. It was a funny comment really. He should keep that in mind. It seemed to bring him back down to earth. Made him calm down a bit. Being thrown off Ron stuttered, "Uh. Uh. Shit."
At that Ron turned and left. There was an awkward silence and then Hermione spoke,
"Well, now that you proved yourself to be the wittier one, I better go talk to the prefects about patrolling the train."
"Yea. See you later Granger."
Hermione turned and left for the door. She replied right before she closed the door, "Until then, Draco" Hermione then closed the door and leaned on it. She sat there in a moment of reflection. I called him Draco again.
*~*~*~*
"Truth." Seamus stated.
Dean, Harry, Seamus, and Neville were all playing truth or dare. This seemed like a quite immature game, but they were bored. Harry was actually staying there because Ron and Hermione had to go sit up with the prefects. He did enjoy hanging out with his other friends though.
"Ok. Um." Neville thought with a smirk on his face. "Who do you like?"
Seamus stood before them and started to blush. "Well, you don't REALLY know her. We were childhood friends and well, her parents made us drift apart. I'm still head-over-heels for that gal. I still see her, but it's just clouded by her insecurities. Well, life always has some bizarre and painful way of working out."
"I'll take that as a imaginary person," Neville said with a chuckle. The boys burst out laughing.
Pointing out Harry, Seamus asked "So who do you like Harry?"
Dean then burst out, "Like you don't know! Harry's very smart when picking his gal."
Just as the words left Dean's mouth, Hermione walked in the door. The boys glanced nervously around to see who dared to speak first. Speak of the devil, well really an angel. What if she heard? Harry thought, I'd be SO embarrassed.
"Hey guys," Hermione said, "What is going on?"
"Um." Neville spoke, "We were just making fun of the leprechaun here for his imaginary crush."
"Neville!" Seamus exclaimed.
"Really? Well Seamus what's her name? Oh it's not like you're going to tell me. Well I must be going. Harry, have you seen Ron?" Hermione asked.
Harry just shook his head no. Hermione turned and walked away smiling. Harry observed her. She had her curly hair held up by a pencil. How Harry longed to touch her hair, to run those soft, silky curls through his fingers. His stomach could not settle with the thought of Viktor Krum being able to touch her hair like that and Harry could not. She was wearing a tight white blouse with a small smoky gray vest-jumper. She had a short smoky gray pleated skirt on and gray and white patterned socks that went up to her knee. Her shoes were very classy loafers with a large heel. Even though many boys commented on how Hermione never wore anything revealing, Harry always loved the way she dressed, even down to her free-of-makeup face. Harry loved her face. It was slightly heart-shaped, but she did not have a pointy chin. She had dark eyes you could get lost in, rosy cheeks that matched a beautiful sunset. And her full lips, wow Harry longed for the feel of those on his lips. When she walked she swayed in a way that made Harry very dizzy. Before she walked out the cart door, Harry saw her flip her hair and flash a smile backwards. He felt Goosebumps run up and down him as soon as he saw. He just let his jaw drop and sat there until Seamus interrupted his fantasies.
Getting back at Neville, Seamus asked, "Truth or dare?"
Now, the boys were already picking up that Neville had a newfound confidence in him. It seemed to be caused by the fact that he had a summer fling with a very lovely Scottish girl that lived near Seamus. But nothing could prepare them for what came out of Neville's mouth, "Double Dare."
There was a hushed silence around them as the boys along with some eaves droppers inhaled in surprise.
"OK." Seamus had that devilish smirk on his face. He would've made a decent Slytherin, Harry thought, Decent Slytherin, no such thing! "Remember double dare means you have to do it twice in your life," Neville nodded in agreement. Seamus then continued, "I dare you to kiss the next girl who comes through that door."
"Ooooooo!!!" came from the eavesdropping crowd. Some people then giggled and Harry caught a glance at some second years leaving the cart as if to walk back in unsuspicious. Harry chuckled at the thought. Apparently Neville was very popular with the younger ladies, too bad none of the ones his age were interested in him. He was a great guy. If they only knew why he is the way he is.
Neville then thought, Great Neville, now you got yourself in some deep warm dog shit. What if ends up being someone like Pansy Parkinson or worse some one with a big stupid git boyfriend? Ok, it's just a kiss, calm down.
As if on cue, the door started to creak.
Not someone bad, not someone bad.
Neville got up before he could change his mind headed for the door and without even looking at the victim's face. He did a solid and good kiss. At first, she was surprised, but thinking quick she pushed away just in time to give him a huge bitch slap and walked away. Neville then turned to see who it was. It wasn't Pansy. It was a single girl. She made him feel things that were unexplainable. When he kissed her he saw visions. He saw a surprise party, a scene of an avalanche, and finally a charging bull. Curious, there with long blond hair and swaying hips was Laurella. She turned and shot him a smile that made him feel heavy-headed.
The boys stood there in a petrified shock while Neville uttered a whispered, "Wow."
*~*~*~*
A very pissed off Ron went to patrol the corridors. He did his job until he ran into Lavender.
"Oh my go- d. d. Ron! Wow! HEY!!!! How was YOUR summer?!!? Would you like to come sit with Padma, Parvarti, and me? We'll keep you company."
"Uh. sure." Wicked. Company with hot TWINS and one of the most popular girls at Hogwarts he'd have to be a big fag to say no.
"So Ron, how was your summer?" the twins said in unison.
"Well. um. you know same old, same old, just trying to get Harry and Hermione together. since they're too shy to admit it. Kinda uh. funny isn't it?"
"Well Mr. Weasley all that match making must make you awfully lonely," Lavender said seductively.
"Well. yes. I mean no. I mean wow the weather sure is great today huh Lavender?"
"Well we have to go check on that thing." Parvarti blurted.
"Yea that thing that does that thing. yea," Padma said with a giggle. At that they left.
"So now that we're alone Ron."
OH please God! Please! Please! Please!
"Yea well Lavender you look very. nice."
"I know a way I'll look even nicer."
And she kissed him, not a sweet, loving kiss, but a luscious, lustful, sexy kiss. Ron dragged his fingers through her long smooth hair. She did the same and pressed her fingers against his back. She pushed him down so she was on top and flipped back her head as Ron kissed her neck. They were back to 'mouth-to-mouth' communication. Lavender grabbed Ron's hand and pushed it up her shirt under her bra. They went at it like this for a while until Lavender took off his shirt and started licking his stomach. In return, he took of her shirt. He savagely stuck his face between her breasts and she moaned in agreement. Suddenly she stopped, Ron looked up to see a smile on her face.
"I want to do a favor for you Ron."
"Um. ok." Like I'm going to say no.
"Sit back and enjoy."
She took off his pants. Ron leaned back and put his hands behind his head. Harry doesn't know what he's missing out on.
*~*~*~*
Outside the door, the twins were standing guard. They were giggling at the curiosity of what was happening behind that door when Ginny showed up.
"Hey Padma, Parvarti," Ginny greeted them.
"Uh. hey Gin how are you?" Parvarti unsuspiciously said.
"Oh I'm o-."
Just then bumping into her was Malfoy. Her wand, which was in her hand, went flying. It seemed to soar in slow motion and then speed up as soon as it was clear out the window.
"MALFOY!!! What do you have to say for yourself you slimy bastard!?!?" Ginny screamed in shock.
"What do you want me to say? Sorry?" Draco responded. He was getting angry. I might be cool with Granger, but I will NEVER stoop myself to a Weasley.
"Well that's what a NORMAL person would do!"
"SOOOOO sorry that your family can't afford to buy you a new wand!!"
"Well too bad your parents have to be the lowest life forms on earth to have money to spend on that embarrassment of a face! You're face is like this scar," Ginny pointed at the scar in the shape of a small star on the side of her head, "ugly and permanent!" By the time Ginny was done steam seemed like it was coming out of her ears.
Draco looked back at her. She sure had changed from the sorry pathetic Weasley he knew. No she is a Weasley, she is pathetic. His eyes turned from cold silver to an even colder dark gray. He seemed to show no emotion, but his next comment ensured he was angry, "At least my mother could keep her legs shut."
At this Ginny launched at Draco and knocked him to the ground punching him strongly. There was a mass of auburn and blond as the two fell to the floor. A small crowd started to form and many onlookers seemed to be more amused than concerned. This was a different Ginny than the helpless one they knew in the Chamber of Secrets, a new Ginny from the innocent and fragile girl they knew from last year. Ginny had grown a rebellious side to her over the summer. She'd taken after her brother, Bill, in the rebel- without-a-cause way, except little did they know how deep her cause actually went.
Wow, for a girl she sure is dominating. I'd bone her if she were not a Weasley. I might be trying to be ok with muggle borns, but never Weasleys. Wait why I am I thinking this, she's punching you, Draco.
"Come on fight back you stupid pussy!" Ginny screamed.
At this Draco merely responded, "Petrificus Totalus!"
At this Ginny went stiff and fell beside Draco. Draco looked at her for a moment before grabbing a hand that was offered to him. And who else was connected to that hand, but Hermione Granger.
"Detention," Hermione said (Draco Snickered), "both of you." Draco's smirk came off his face faster than a snitch. "And I want to see you both over here now."
Hermione gave a look at Draco as he pretended to be clueless. She continued her demanding look until Draco gave up. With a groan Draco turned to the stiff Ginny, pointed his wand, "Finite Incantatum."
Ginny got up and glared at Malfoy as though she was wishing death on him. Those eyes lit like fire and Draco could feel her anger in the sole of his feet.
"You Ginny Weasley will receive detention for a month due to fighting, and you Draco Malfoy, will receive two months of detention for attacking an unarmed wizard and using magic before the start of term."
Hermione then whispered, "I know it sucks guys, but you did break the rules." Then she continued loud again, "And I also believe to avoid these conflicts again Ginny and Draco will spend their first month in detention together."
"Bloody hell Hermione! Do I have to?" Ginny asked outraged.
"Absolutely."
"Absolutely?" Draco asked.
"Abso-bloody-lutly Virginia and Malfoy!"
*~*~*~*
Since they were considered dangerous, Draco and Ginny were escorted by Hermione to an empty compartment in the back, where they would be heavily guarded by at least two prefects at any given time.
"How could you do this to me Hermione? It wasn't my fault!" Ginny started arguing.
Hermione pulled Ginny aside and said, "Ginny, I know you've got a tough life and with all your brothers you have to stick up for yourself, but maybe through this something good will come. He's not that bad."
"Not that bad, not that bad?!? Are you going crazy Hermione? Daft?" Ginny asked.
"Just trust me Ginny," Hermione stated while heading for the door. Ginny hated how she knew everything. Hermione was like Dumbledore, they both seemed to know what was going to come and always put you in situations that were supposed to teach you lessons. Ginny had already learned that Malfoys were bad. That was one too many lessons about Malfoys for her.
"Great you stupid prat! First you lose my wand and then you make me get stuck back here with you while I could be doing much better things," Ginny commented as Hermione shut the door. The 'Reason's to kill Malfoys' list grew longer and longer in Ginny's head. This was the son of the man who helped ruin your life. He didn't even care that his father did that to me. Little did they know, no one was aware of how bad it ruined her life.
Draco then stood for a second and retorted, "Like what? Following around that scar-faced Potter? Too bad he doesn't want you Weasley; he never will."
Draco thought that was it. That was her weak point. He shut her down. He won. He was superior. He thought wrong. He saw her first hurt expression turn into a controlled and dominating one.
"Yea, you're right," Ginny admitted, "but people actually like me because of me, not because my father pays them to. You shouldn't try to put me down Malfoy, no one's around for you to impress."
Draco was shocked for a few moments. He then coolly stepped toward Ginny so he was about six inches from her face. He looked down at her and observed her soft, rosy, freckle-filled cheeks, her deep, wide, brown eyes, and lastly her soft, pink lips.
"A dog is wiser than a woman; it doesn't bark at its master," Draco calmly said.
"You're not my master. I have no master," Ginny said coldly. He had no idea why that had hurt him. It was the first time a girl had said something against being his slave, his play toy. Of course, Draco never made it look like they were his play toys to them. They saw it as an opportunity to be with some one everyone wanted, everyone except Ginny. Since Ginny didn't want him, he would try extra hard to get her in his palm and then crush her into a billion tiny little pieces. He would crush her.
For the rest of the train ride they stayed as far away from each other as possible, occasionally glancing up at each other, but not talking. As Draco thought of all the ways he could torture her into falling in love with him, Ginny thought of how many ways she could torture Malfoy during their detention. They were determined to make each other's lives a living hell. Oh how these hearts and minds are so alike in their ways, yet so different in their causes. Or are they not that different after all?
A/N: reeerrr. feisty. Yea I enjoy having catfights. Well next chapter I don't think there will be any snogging, but there will be some definite changes in sleeping quarters, when some Slyths decide to test some Muggle devises called explosives. How ignorance turns against you. Also, start of term feast and MAYBE I'll get to Ginny and Draco's first detention, MAYBE.
Draco and Hermione snapped around to see who it was. Ron stood there in the doorway in shock. He was very red in the face, so red you couldn't see his freckles, and breathing really hard.
Draco took a second to think of something, "Uh. hi Weasley."
"Hermione, what the bloody hell are you doing with him?" Ron barked.
Hermione gave him a stern look and said, "We're playing chess Ron, just chess."
Draco then spoke up, "Yea Weasley, Granger and I are friends now." Ron shot him a look. "Just friends, Weasley. not saying Granger is ugly or anything." Draco sputtered out. He tried to make it sound like he didn't want Hermione, because he didn't, but then he had to say she wasn't ugly so Ron wouldn't make his nose in the back of his head. That would certainly mess up his reputation as the most wanted guy at Hogwarts, next to Potter. Draco scowled at himself for this thought.
It was Ron's turn to talk. He didn't take an eye off of him.
"Ironic isn't it Malfoy, that the same 'wrong sort of people' you warned Harry about in our first year are the one's you hang out with and are for that matter, and now you think we're not on to you and try to hurt Hermione. She won't help you, you know. She won't help you get better grades, Malfoy."
"He's second in our year, Ron," Hermione stated.
Ron blushed at his stupidity. He then turned to Hermione and stepped toward her. The look on his face sent shivers up his spine. He then spoke very soft in Hermione's ear, but loud enough for Draco to catch it, "Well, Hermione, if you want to defend this. this. disgrace to mankind you can, but don't come crying back to me once you see his true colors."
"At least my true colors don't comprise of a rainbow, Weasley." At this Ron almost jumped Draco about his comment if Hermione didn't hold him back.
"Fuck you Malfoy."
Draco said coolly, "Oh you know you want to."
"Just so you know Malfoy, if I see you even look at Hermione in a way that I don't like, I'll turn your entire body inside out and make you walk around like that until you trip over your intestines."
"Very graphic Weasley. Do you need some ice for your brain?"
Ron stood there for a moment. It was a funny comment really. He should keep that in mind. It seemed to bring him back down to earth. Made him calm down a bit. Being thrown off Ron stuttered, "Uh. Uh. Shit."
At that Ron turned and left. There was an awkward silence and then Hermione spoke,
"Well, now that you proved yourself to be the wittier one, I better go talk to the prefects about patrolling the train."
"Yea. See you later Granger."
Hermione turned and left for the door. She replied right before she closed the door, "Until then, Draco" Hermione then closed the door and leaned on it. She sat there in a moment of reflection. I called him Draco again.
*~*~*~*
"Truth." Seamus stated.
Dean, Harry, Seamus, and Neville were all playing truth or dare. This seemed like a quite immature game, but they were bored. Harry was actually staying there because Ron and Hermione had to go sit up with the prefects. He did enjoy hanging out with his other friends though.
"Ok. Um." Neville thought with a smirk on his face. "Who do you like?"
Seamus stood before them and started to blush. "Well, you don't REALLY know her. We were childhood friends and well, her parents made us drift apart. I'm still head-over-heels for that gal. I still see her, but it's just clouded by her insecurities. Well, life always has some bizarre and painful way of working out."
"I'll take that as a imaginary person," Neville said with a chuckle. The boys burst out laughing.
Pointing out Harry, Seamus asked "So who do you like Harry?"
Dean then burst out, "Like you don't know! Harry's very smart when picking his gal."
Just as the words left Dean's mouth, Hermione walked in the door. The boys glanced nervously around to see who dared to speak first. Speak of the devil, well really an angel. What if she heard? Harry thought, I'd be SO embarrassed.
"Hey guys," Hermione said, "What is going on?"
"Um." Neville spoke, "We were just making fun of the leprechaun here for his imaginary crush."
"Neville!" Seamus exclaimed.
"Really? Well Seamus what's her name? Oh it's not like you're going to tell me. Well I must be going. Harry, have you seen Ron?" Hermione asked.
Harry just shook his head no. Hermione turned and walked away smiling. Harry observed her. She had her curly hair held up by a pencil. How Harry longed to touch her hair, to run those soft, silky curls through his fingers. His stomach could not settle with the thought of Viktor Krum being able to touch her hair like that and Harry could not. She was wearing a tight white blouse with a small smoky gray vest-jumper. She had a short smoky gray pleated skirt on and gray and white patterned socks that went up to her knee. Her shoes were very classy loafers with a large heel. Even though many boys commented on how Hermione never wore anything revealing, Harry always loved the way she dressed, even down to her free-of-makeup face. Harry loved her face. It was slightly heart-shaped, but she did not have a pointy chin. She had dark eyes you could get lost in, rosy cheeks that matched a beautiful sunset. And her full lips, wow Harry longed for the feel of those on his lips. When she walked she swayed in a way that made Harry very dizzy. Before she walked out the cart door, Harry saw her flip her hair and flash a smile backwards. He felt Goosebumps run up and down him as soon as he saw. He just let his jaw drop and sat there until Seamus interrupted his fantasies.
Getting back at Neville, Seamus asked, "Truth or dare?"
Now, the boys were already picking up that Neville had a newfound confidence in him. It seemed to be caused by the fact that he had a summer fling with a very lovely Scottish girl that lived near Seamus. But nothing could prepare them for what came out of Neville's mouth, "Double Dare."
There was a hushed silence around them as the boys along with some eaves droppers inhaled in surprise.
"OK." Seamus had that devilish smirk on his face. He would've made a decent Slytherin, Harry thought, Decent Slytherin, no such thing! "Remember double dare means you have to do it twice in your life," Neville nodded in agreement. Seamus then continued, "I dare you to kiss the next girl who comes through that door."
"Ooooooo!!!" came from the eavesdropping crowd. Some people then giggled and Harry caught a glance at some second years leaving the cart as if to walk back in unsuspicious. Harry chuckled at the thought. Apparently Neville was very popular with the younger ladies, too bad none of the ones his age were interested in him. He was a great guy. If they only knew why he is the way he is.
Neville then thought, Great Neville, now you got yourself in some deep warm dog shit. What if ends up being someone like Pansy Parkinson or worse some one with a big stupid git boyfriend? Ok, it's just a kiss, calm down.
As if on cue, the door started to creak.
Not someone bad, not someone bad.
Neville got up before he could change his mind headed for the door and without even looking at the victim's face. He did a solid and good kiss. At first, she was surprised, but thinking quick she pushed away just in time to give him a huge bitch slap and walked away. Neville then turned to see who it was. It wasn't Pansy. It was a single girl. She made him feel things that were unexplainable. When he kissed her he saw visions. He saw a surprise party, a scene of an avalanche, and finally a charging bull. Curious, there with long blond hair and swaying hips was Laurella. She turned and shot him a smile that made him feel heavy-headed.
The boys stood there in a petrified shock while Neville uttered a whispered, "Wow."
*~*~*~*
A very pissed off Ron went to patrol the corridors. He did his job until he ran into Lavender.
"Oh my go- d. d. Ron! Wow! HEY!!!! How was YOUR summer?!!? Would you like to come sit with Padma, Parvarti, and me? We'll keep you company."
"Uh. sure." Wicked. Company with hot TWINS and one of the most popular girls at Hogwarts he'd have to be a big fag to say no.
"So Ron, how was your summer?" the twins said in unison.
"Well. um. you know same old, same old, just trying to get Harry and Hermione together. since they're too shy to admit it. Kinda uh. funny isn't it?"
"Well Mr. Weasley all that match making must make you awfully lonely," Lavender said seductively.
"Well. yes. I mean no. I mean wow the weather sure is great today huh Lavender?"
"Well we have to go check on that thing." Parvarti blurted.
"Yea that thing that does that thing. yea," Padma said with a giggle. At that they left.
"So now that we're alone Ron."
OH please God! Please! Please! Please!
"Yea well Lavender you look very. nice."
"I know a way I'll look even nicer."
And she kissed him, not a sweet, loving kiss, but a luscious, lustful, sexy kiss. Ron dragged his fingers through her long smooth hair. She did the same and pressed her fingers against his back. She pushed him down so she was on top and flipped back her head as Ron kissed her neck. They were back to 'mouth-to-mouth' communication. Lavender grabbed Ron's hand and pushed it up her shirt under her bra. They went at it like this for a while until Lavender took off his shirt and started licking his stomach. In return, he took of her shirt. He savagely stuck his face between her breasts and she moaned in agreement. Suddenly she stopped, Ron looked up to see a smile on her face.
"I want to do a favor for you Ron."
"Um. ok." Like I'm going to say no.
"Sit back and enjoy."
She took off his pants. Ron leaned back and put his hands behind his head. Harry doesn't know what he's missing out on.
*~*~*~*
Outside the door, the twins were standing guard. They were giggling at the curiosity of what was happening behind that door when Ginny showed up.
"Hey Padma, Parvarti," Ginny greeted them.
"Uh. hey Gin how are you?" Parvarti unsuspiciously said.
"Oh I'm o-."
Just then bumping into her was Malfoy. Her wand, which was in her hand, went flying. It seemed to soar in slow motion and then speed up as soon as it was clear out the window.
"MALFOY!!! What do you have to say for yourself you slimy bastard!?!?" Ginny screamed in shock.
"What do you want me to say? Sorry?" Draco responded. He was getting angry. I might be cool with Granger, but I will NEVER stoop myself to a Weasley.
"Well that's what a NORMAL person would do!"
"SOOOOO sorry that your family can't afford to buy you a new wand!!"
"Well too bad your parents have to be the lowest life forms on earth to have money to spend on that embarrassment of a face! You're face is like this scar," Ginny pointed at the scar in the shape of a small star on the side of her head, "ugly and permanent!" By the time Ginny was done steam seemed like it was coming out of her ears.
Draco looked back at her. She sure had changed from the sorry pathetic Weasley he knew. No she is a Weasley, she is pathetic. His eyes turned from cold silver to an even colder dark gray. He seemed to show no emotion, but his next comment ensured he was angry, "At least my mother could keep her legs shut."
At this Ginny launched at Draco and knocked him to the ground punching him strongly. There was a mass of auburn and blond as the two fell to the floor. A small crowd started to form and many onlookers seemed to be more amused than concerned. This was a different Ginny than the helpless one they knew in the Chamber of Secrets, a new Ginny from the innocent and fragile girl they knew from last year. Ginny had grown a rebellious side to her over the summer. She'd taken after her brother, Bill, in the rebel- without-a-cause way, except little did they know how deep her cause actually went.
Wow, for a girl she sure is dominating. I'd bone her if she were not a Weasley. I might be trying to be ok with muggle borns, but never Weasleys. Wait why I am I thinking this, she's punching you, Draco.
"Come on fight back you stupid pussy!" Ginny screamed.
At this Draco merely responded, "Petrificus Totalus!"
At this Ginny went stiff and fell beside Draco. Draco looked at her for a moment before grabbing a hand that was offered to him. And who else was connected to that hand, but Hermione Granger.
"Detention," Hermione said (Draco Snickered), "both of you." Draco's smirk came off his face faster than a snitch. "And I want to see you both over here now."
Hermione gave a look at Draco as he pretended to be clueless. She continued her demanding look until Draco gave up. With a groan Draco turned to the stiff Ginny, pointed his wand, "Finite Incantatum."
Ginny got up and glared at Malfoy as though she was wishing death on him. Those eyes lit like fire and Draco could feel her anger in the sole of his feet.
"You Ginny Weasley will receive detention for a month due to fighting, and you Draco Malfoy, will receive two months of detention for attacking an unarmed wizard and using magic before the start of term."
Hermione then whispered, "I know it sucks guys, but you did break the rules." Then she continued loud again, "And I also believe to avoid these conflicts again Ginny and Draco will spend their first month in detention together."
"Bloody hell Hermione! Do I have to?" Ginny asked outraged.
"Absolutely."
"Absolutely?" Draco asked.
"Abso-bloody-lutly Virginia and Malfoy!"
*~*~*~*
Since they were considered dangerous, Draco and Ginny were escorted by Hermione to an empty compartment in the back, where they would be heavily guarded by at least two prefects at any given time.
"How could you do this to me Hermione? It wasn't my fault!" Ginny started arguing.
Hermione pulled Ginny aside and said, "Ginny, I know you've got a tough life and with all your brothers you have to stick up for yourself, but maybe through this something good will come. He's not that bad."
"Not that bad, not that bad?!? Are you going crazy Hermione? Daft?" Ginny asked.
"Just trust me Ginny," Hermione stated while heading for the door. Ginny hated how she knew everything. Hermione was like Dumbledore, they both seemed to know what was going to come and always put you in situations that were supposed to teach you lessons. Ginny had already learned that Malfoys were bad. That was one too many lessons about Malfoys for her.
"Great you stupid prat! First you lose my wand and then you make me get stuck back here with you while I could be doing much better things," Ginny commented as Hermione shut the door. The 'Reason's to kill Malfoys' list grew longer and longer in Ginny's head. This was the son of the man who helped ruin your life. He didn't even care that his father did that to me. Little did they know, no one was aware of how bad it ruined her life.
Draco then stood for a second and retorted, "Like what? Following around that scar-faced Potter? Too bad he doesn't want you Weasley; he never will."
Draco thought that was it. That was her weak point. He shut her down. He won. He was superior. He thought wrong. He saw her first hurt expression turn into a controlled and dominating one.
"Yea, you're right," Ginny admitted, "but people actually like me because of me, not because my father pays them to. You shouldn't try to put me down Malfoy, no one's around for you to impress."
Draco was shocked for a few moments. He then coolly stepped toward Ginny so he was about six inches from her face. He looked down at her and observed her soft, rosy, freckle-filled cheeks, her deep, wide, brown eyes, and lastly her soft, pink lips.
"A dog is wiser than a woman; it doesn't bark at its master," Draco calmly said.
"You're not my master. I have no master," Ginny said coldly. He had no idea why that had hurt him. It was the first time a girl had said something against being his slave, his play toy. Of course, Draco never made it look like they were his play toys to them. They saw it as an opportunity to be with some one everyone wanted, everyone except Ginny. Since Ginny didn't want him, he would try extra hard to get her in his palm and then crush her into a billion tiny little pieces. He would crush her.
For the rest of the train ride they stayed as far away from each other as possible, occasionally glancing up at each other, but not talking. As Draco thought of all the ways he could torture her into falling in love with him, Ginny thought of how many ways she could torture Malfoy during their detention. They were determined to make each other's lives a living hell. Oh how these hearts and minds are so alike in their ways, yet so different in their causes. Or are they not that different after all?
A/N: reeerrr. feisty. Yea I enjoy having catfights. Well next chapter I don't think there will be any snogging, but there will be some definite changes in sleeping quarters, when some Slyths decide to test some Muggle devises called explosives. How ignorance turns against you. Also, start of term feast and MAYBE I'll get to Ginny and Draco's first detention, MAYBE.