A/N Sorry It took so long, but I promise updates should be more regular because I have to finish this before the fifth book comes out.
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Once Ginny was alone she was able to think clearly for the first time that day. How can Malfoy see it but nobody else can?, she wondered. Maybe I should tell Ron everything that's happened. No wait, he'd kill Malfoy.....but it's not like I care or anything, I just think killing is wrong no matter whom is going to die....except Voldemort.
Thoughts like these consumed her mind until some point in time when sleep and dreams attempted to take over unsuspected. Her thoughts began to morph into other, more silly thoughts, on their own. She was thinking of Volemort and all of the harm that he had caused everyone and then she thought of Ron and Hermione, soon her thoughts were impregnated with pictures of Ron and Hermione as the King and Queen of Evil, and their loyal subjects- thousands of monkeys. It slowly turned from a thought to a full fledged dream that ran through her mind like a play. First Ron got very angry about stumping his toe on a large book, so he turned evil, bringing Hermione along with him, so that he could burn all of the books. Then Ron got so fed up with talking to people he killed them all, and ruled a land full of evil monkeys. At the end of the dream Ron started blowing apart all of the rocks so that he couldn't stump his toe on them, which left millions of little pebbles. He soon found this rather irksome too, because he couldn't walk barefoot without having rocks imbedded in his feet. He then attempted to blow up the earth in a temper tantrum but Hermione reminded him that if he did that he would kill both of them and all of their faithfull servent. She meant the monkeys.
When Ginny woke it took her a moment to remember that she wasn't living in the land of monkeys, and that she was indeed on board a train that would soon leave her at school. After the relief of knowing her brother hadn't killed everyone in the world, Ginny started to laugh, because of how ridiculous it was. It wasn't scary in the slightest.
Knock Knock.
" Who is it?" Ginny asked wondering.who would knock. Instead of answering however the door was shoved open by Pansy Parkinson, who searched the room thoroughly with her eyes. " Umm..can I help you?" Ginny asked slightly unsure of herself. Pansy wisped her head around to look at Ginny, her shiny black hair slapping Ginny in the face.
" Have you seen Draco?" she asked tapping her foot impatiently. Ginny didn't hear her. She had stood silently looking at Pansy's unnaturally hideious face. Her lips were so large that Ginny was sure that they were magically enhanced or something, and her fire engined red lipstick matched her dress. This alone didn't look too formidable, but added to the fake eyelashes, the fake mole above and a little to the right of her lip, the dark black sparkly eyeshadow, AND the hot pink blush that she had applied so heavily, it truley was a chiselly sight. She had been staring at the young....women for so long Pansy started to get angry.
" Answer my question, Weasly." she said rudely but quietly. Ginny heard her this time.
" Oh sorry I was too distracted by your face, what was the question again?" Pansy glared at her with pure hatred, but repeated the question nevertheless.
" No, why would I have seen him?" Ginny asked. Pansy was getting extremely irritated, which please Ginny greatly.
" Well..., " Pansy paused here obviously trying to think of an intelligent comeback. " He was in here before!" She said matter-of-factly.
" Well....," Ginny paused making fun of Pansy, " he's not here now. Bye." Ginny said pointing to the door. Pansy left with a swish from her robes, but was back less then a minute later. Apparently she didn't like being made fun of because she brought company.
" Crabbe, Goyle," said Pansy grinning horrifically and pointing at Ginny, " Teach her not to make fun of people who are better then her." Ginny almost laughed, even though this was serious. Crabbe and Goyle didn't care if you were a girl or not. They'd beat you up just to proove that they were Slytherins. Ginny reached for her wand but in was in her bag on the other side of the room, and Crabbe and Goyle were closing in fast.
" I wouldn't do that if I were you." Ginny said seeing Goyle limbering up his fingers in preperation to pound the daylights out of her. Crabbe made a rasping cough like noise that Ginny supposed was a laugh.
" What are you going to do about it?" asked Pansy's shrill voice from somewhere. Before ginny could answer she felt supressed magic flow into her fingers.
" Just stay back!" said Ginny backing up. Her eyes had started to blur and every noise sounded far away. She felt herself being lifted from the ground and shoved against the wall of the train. She heard someone ask Crabbe and Goyle what they were doing, but figured it was a Slytherin because they sounded casual. The unknown Slytherin told them to stop and leave the poor girl alone but evidently the one that wasn't holding Ginny up went towards them because that person was silent.
Ginny felt hard knuckles slam against her cheekbone, and heard a cracking sound but she couldn't feel any pain. From the back part of the room came a scream, and then a scuffling noise. Ginny's eyes' were totally useless now. She could no longer define shapes or colors. Knowing that she had to get away before it was too late, Ginny thought about Crabbe and Goyle and oppened her hands. She was dropped and fell to the floor with a painful thud.
" Whadja do that for, Goyle." asked Crabbe.
" I dunno." he said thickly. Ginny wasn't going to let them off that easy, her cheek didn't hurt now but she had known this odd feeling of painlessness before, and she knew it wouldn't last. She shoved both of her hands forward and felt the train shudder with the weight of Crabbe and Goyle colliding with the wall opposite of Ginny.
Immediately her eyesight and hearing returned, allowing her to see the six very bewildered people standing in the doorway. Wincing from the pain that was now evident Ginny made out Ron, Harry, Hermione, Pansy, a fifth year Slytherin boy, and a women with dark purple hair. By the way that they all stood there frozen in mid-action, Ginny knew that they had seen her use her magic, and she also knew that she couldn't face them....not right now. She forced herself through the crowded doorframe and tore off to the one place she knew that she could be alone- the bathroom. When she reached the bathroom door she knocked. No one answered.
She peeked in the room to makesure that it was really empty before she flung her into the room and locked the door. She let out a sigh of relief as she heard Ron, Harry, and Hermione's voices pass by her place of refuge, but she nearly had a heart attack when she heard someone clear their throat from behind her. She turned around very slowly....suddenly afraid that it was some dangerous creature. It was. It was none other then Draco Malfoy. A shirtless Draco Malfoy at that. Ginny had always thought that seeing Malfoy's top half unclothed would be a tantalizing sight, (because of his broad shoulders and his defined stomache and chest) but this was quite depressing. His porcelain-like skin was scattered with angry bruises that were several different shades of red, pruprle, black, and blue. The places were he didn't have bruises he had an array of jagged eneven scars.
" Don't you know that it's rude to stare?" Malfoy asked reaching for his shirt which he put on quickly. " Who are you hiding from anyway?"
" What makes you think that I'm hiding?" she asked. Malfoy's tradmark smirked appeared across his face making him look stragely sexy.
Before Ginny could mentally slap herself Malfoy said. " It was pretty obvious by the way that you were leaning against the door listening and by the way you started breathing again when the dream team passed."
" Yeah, well, what are you doing in here, Malfoy?" He smiled as if what she had said had brought back a funny memory.
" Pansy's out there," he said pointing torwards the door. " Therefore the only safe place is in here." Ginny laughed and so did Malfoy then catching each others eye, they both stopped and looked away.
" So what happend to you?" Ginny asked not being able to supress her curiousity anymore.
" What do you mean?" he asked stupidly. She rolled her eyes and pointed at him.
" What happened to your chest, moron."
" Oh...uh...quidditch accident." he said looking into her eyes. She knew that somepeople avoided peoples eyes when they were lying, but he seemed determined to proove that he wasn't. Ginny didn't belive him even for a second.
" Riiiiight."
" What's that suppose to mean, Weasel?" Malfoy asked defensively.
" It means I think that's a lie. It looks more like a love tap from daddy."
" So? Look if you want to talk why don't you go find someone who cares because I don't. It's bad enough that I'm in here with you, so I really don't need you talking about things that you don't understand." he yelled so loudly that Ginny was suprised that Pansy didn't hear him and come running.
" Fine!" she yelled back turning around with her arms crossed over her chest.
" Fine!" he yelled doing the same.
" Fine!
" You already said that!" he said still yelling.
" Is there some rule in the great big Malfoy handbook that says I can say it again?"
" I don't know I'd have to look and see!"
" What?" she asked quietly. Malfoy's cheeks reddened slightly as he started opening and closing his mouth trying to think of something to say.
" You mean there really is a Malfoy handbook!" Ginny took his silence for a yes and howled with laughter. Quick as a flash Malfoy lunged at Ginny and pushed her against the wall with his hand over her mouth to keep her from laughing or screaming. Malfoy's eyes were cold and full of anger.
" Don't laugh at me, Weasly." he said through gritted teeth. Ginny didn't. Malfoy's body was pressed against hers and she hated herself for how much she liked it. Malfoy's gze landed on her cheek, and his eyes softened.
" What happened to your face?"
" Goyle punched me." she said once he had taken his hand off of her mouth. Her cheek was throbbing but she hadn't felt it most of the time she had been in there with Malfoy. It was back now with full force, though. Malfoy placed his right hand on her cheek and there was a warm tingly sensation. The pain dissolved and her vision on that side, which was still a bit blurry, was restored back to normal.
" What did you do?" Ginny asked, her breath coming in gasps.
" I healed you." Malfoy said, still presseing Ginny's body against the wall with his own.
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Once Ginny was alone she was able to think clearly for the first time that day. How can Malfoy see it but nobody else can?, she wondered. Maybe I should tell Ron everything that's happened. No wait, he'd kill Malfoy.....but it's not like I care or anything, I just think killing is wrong no matter whom is going to die....except Voldemort.
Thoughts like these consumed her mind until some point in time when sleep and dreams attempted to take over unsuspected. Her thoughts began to morph into other, more silly thoughts, on their own. She was thinking of Volemort and all of the harm that he had caused everyone and then she thought of Ron and Hermione, soon her thoughts were impregnated with pictures of Ron and Hermione as the King and Queen of Evil, and their loyal subjects- thousands of monkeys. It slowly turned from a thought to a full fledged dream that ran through her mind like a play. First Ron got very angry about stumping his toe on a large book, so he turned evil, bringing Hermione along with him, so that he could burn all of the books. Then Ron got so fed up with talking to people he killed them all, and ruled a land full of evil monkeys. At the end of the dream Ron started blowing apart all of the rocks so that he couldn't stump his toe on them, which left millions of little pebbles. He soon found this rather irksome too, because he couldn't walk barefoot without having rocks imbedded in his feet. He then attempted to blow up the earth in a temper tantrum but Hermione reminded him that if he did that he would kill both of them and all of their faithfull servent. She meant the monkeys.
When Ginny woke it took her a moment to remember that she wasn't living in the land of monkeys, and that she was indeed on board a train that would soon leave her at school. After the relief of knowing her brother hadn't killed everyone in the world, Ginny started to laugh, because of how ridiculous it was. It wasn't scary in the slightest.
Knock Knock.
" Who is it?" Ginny asked wondering.who would knock. Instead of answering however the door was shoved open by Pansy Parkinson, who searched the room thoroughly with her eyes. " Umm..can I help you?" Ginny asked slightly unsure of herself. Pansy wisped her head around to look at Ginny, her shiny black hair slapping Ginny in the face.
" Have you seen Draco?" she asked tapping her foot impatiently. Ginny didn't hear her. She had stood silently looking at Pansy's unnaturally hideious face. Her lips were so large that Ginny was sure that they were magically enhanced or something, and her fire engined red lipstick matched her dress. This alone didn't look too formidable, but added to the fake eyelashes, the fake mole above and a little to the right of her lip, the dark black sparkly eyeshadow, AND the hot pink blush that she had applied so heavily, it truley was a chiselly sight. She had been staring at the young....women for so long Pansy started to get angry.
" Answer my question, Weasly." she said rudely but quietly. Ginny heard her this time.
" Oh sorry I was too distracted by your face, what was the question again?" Pansy glared at her with pure hatred, but repeated the question nevertheless.
" No, why would I have seen him?" Ginny asked. Pansy was getting extremely irritated, which please Ginny greatly.
" Well..., " Pansy paused here obviously trying to think of an intelligent comeback. " He was in here before!" She said matter-of-factly.
" Well....," Ginny paused making fun of Pansy, " he's not here now. Bye." Ginny said pointing to the door. Pansy left with a swish from her robes, but was back less then a minute later. Apparently she didn't like being made fun of because she brought company.
" Crabbe, Goyle," said Pansy grinning horrifically and pointing at Ginny, " Teach her not to make fun of people who are better then her." Ginny almost laughed, even though this was serious. Crabbe and Goyle didn't care if you were a girl or not. They'd beat you up just to proove that they were Slytherins. Ginny reached for her wand but in was in her bag on the other side of the room, and Crabbe and Goyle were closing in fast.
" I wouldn't do that if I were you." Ginny said seeing Goyle limbering up his fingers in preperation to pound the daylights out of her. Crabbe made a rasping cough like noise that Ginny supposed was a laugh.
" What are you going to do about it?" asked Pansy's shrill voice from somewhere. Before ginny could answer she felt supressed magic flow into her fingers.
" Just stay back!" said Ginny backing up. Her eyes had started to blur and every noise sounded far away. She felt herself being lifted from the ground and shoved against the wall of the train. She heard someone ask Crabbe and Goyle what they were doing, but figured it was a Slytherin because they sounded casual. The unknown Slytherin told them to stop and leave the poor girl alone but evidently the one that wasn't holding Ginny up went towards them because that person was silent.
Ginny felt hard knuckles slam against her cheekbone, and heard a cracking sound but she couldn't feel any pain. From the back part of the room came a scream, and then a scuffling noise. Ginny's eyes' were totally useless now. She could no longer define shapes or colors. Knowing that she had to get away before it was too late, Ginny thought about Crabbe and Goyle and oppened her hands. She was dropped and fell to the floor with a painful thud.
" Whadja do that for, Goyle." asked Crabbe.
" I dunno." he said thickly. Ginny wasn't going to let them off that easy, her cheek didn't hurt now but she had known this odd feeling of painlessness before, and she knew it wouldn't last. She shoved both of her hands forward and felt the train shudder with the weight of Crabbe and Goyle colliding with the wall opposite of Ginny.
Immediately her eyesight and hearing returned, allowing her to see the six very bewildered people standing in the doorway. Wincing from the pain that was now evident Ginny made out Ron, Harry, Hermione, Pansy, a fifth year Slytherin boy, and a women with dark purple hair. By the way that they all stood there frozen in mid-action, Ginny knew that they had seen her use her magic, and she also knew that she couldn't face them....not right now. She forced herself through the crowded doorframe and tore off to the one place she knew that she could be alone- the bathroom. When she reached the bathroom door she knocked. No one answered.
She peeked in the room to makesure that it was really empty before she flung her into the room and locked the door. She let out a sigh of relief as she heard Ron, Harry, and Hermione's voices pass by her place of refuge, but she nearly had a heart attack when she heard someone clear their throat from behind her. She turned around very slowly....suddenly afraid that it was some dangerous creature. It was. It was none other then Draco Malfoy. A shirtless Draco Malfoy at that. Ginny had always thought that seeing Malfoy's top half unclothed would be a tantalizing sight, (because of his broad shoulders and his defined stomache and chest) but this was quite depressing. His porcelain-like skin was scattered with angry bruises that were several different shades of red, pruprle, black, and blue. The places were he didn't have bruises he had an array of jagged eneven scars.
" Don't you know that it's rude to stare?" Malfoy asked reaching for his shirt which he put on quickly. " Who are you hiding from anyway?"
" What makes you think that I'm hiding?" she asked. Malfoy's tradmark smirked appeared across his face making him look stragely sexy.
Before Ginny could mentally slap herself Malfoy said. " It was pretty obvious by the way that you were leaning against the door listening and by the way you started breathing again when the dream team passed."
" Yeah, well, what are you doing in here, Malfoy?" He smiled as if what she had said had brought back a funny memory.
" Pansy's out there," he said pointing torwards the door. " Therefore the only safe place is in here." Ginny laughed and so did Malfoy then catching each others eye, they both stopped and looked away.
" So what happend to you?" Ginny asked not being able to supress her curiousity anymore.
" What do you mean?" he asked stupidly. She rolled her eyes and pointed at him.
" What happened to your chest, moron."
" Oh...uh...quidditch accident." he said looking into her eyes. She knew that somepeople avoided peoples eyes when they were lying, but he seemed determined to proove that he wasn't. Ginny didn't belive him even for a second.
" Riiiiight."
" What's that suppose to mean, Weasel?" Malfoy asked defensively.
" It means I think that's a lie. It looks more like a love tap from daddy."
" So? Look if you want to talk why don't you go find someone who cares because I don't. It's bad enough that I'm in here with you, so I really don't need you talking about things that you don't understand." he yelled so loudly that Ginny was suprised that Pansy didn't hear him and come running.
" Fine!" she yelled back turning around with her arms crossed over her chest.
" Fine!" he yelled doing the same.
" Fine!
" You already said that!" he said still yelling.
" Is there some rule in the great big Malfoy handbook that says I can say it again?"
" I don't know I'd have to look and see!"
" What?" she asked quietly. Malfoy's cheeks reddened slightly as he started opening and closing his mouth trying to think of something to say.
" You mean there really is a Malfoy handbook!" Ginny took his silence for a yes and howled with laughter. Quick as a flash Malfoy lunged at Ginny and pushed her against the wall with his hand over her mouth to keep her from laughing or screaming. Malfoy's eyes were cold and full of anger.
" Don't laugh at me, Weasly." he said through gritted teeth. Ginny didn't. Malfoy's body was pressed against hers and she hated herself for how much she liked it. Malfoy's gze landed on her cheek, and his eyes softened.
" What happened to your face?"
" Goyle punched me." she said once he had taken his hand off of her mouth. Her cheek was throbbing but she hadn't felt it most of the time she had been in there with Malfoy. It was back now with full force, though. Malfoy placed his right hand on her cheek and there was a warm tingly sensation. The pain dissolved and her vision on that side, which was still a bit blurry, was restored back to normal.
" What did you do?" Ginny asked, her breath coming in gasps.
" I healed you." Malfoy said, still presseing Ginny's body against the wall with his own.