A/N: It took me a little while to finally sit down and write this chapter,
I just wasn't exactly sure what to write. If anyone has suggestions for
this story I would really love to hear your ideas. By the way, whoever left
me the review saying they hope there will be action in this story, you were
right. It wont be just fluff, like F&I.
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Draco sat alone in his bedroom in his silky green pajama bottoms. His laptop was sitting in front of him, glowing in the darkness of the room. He clicked on the chat icon, and logged in. He'd only just signed in when a private chat window appeared on his screen.
Firefly: Ice!
IceyGaze: Hey. What's up?
Firefly: Not much, how about you?
IceyGaze: It's boring here. Though it IS nearly the middle of the night.
Firefly: Yeah. I couldn't sleep.
Gears started turning in Draco's mind.
IceyGaze: I just got the best idea.
Firefly: Oh?
IceyGaze: Come to my room.
Firefly: -laughs- Right. And visit with you, Crabbe, Goyle, and the others?
He had to laugh out loud at that comment. That would be quite an interesting gathering.
IceyGaze: Nope. They're not here; my whole room went on an overnight Hogsmeade trip. I'm alone.
Firefly: But how would I get there? I can't exactly just waltz around the castle at this time of night.
IceyGaze: I have an invisibility cloak. I'll come and get you.
Firefly: Well...I guess I could come and stay with you for a little while. Hopefully nobody will find out. -grin-
IceyGaze: No one will.
Firefly: Ok, I'll be standing right outside the Gryffindor tower. See you in a bit.
IceyGaze: Uh...where exactly is that?
Firefly: -giggles- Didn't think of that. On second thought, I'll meet you at the entrance to the dungeons. Deal?
IceyGaze: Deal. See ya.
He closed the laptop and set it on his nightstand. He admitted it, he was excited. Ever since the day before, his mind hadn't left Ginny. He was so glad she'd made him open his eyes and see her for who she really was.
Now they'd just have to get to know each other better in person. They already had known each other for about two months via the Internet, but now their relationship was real.
At the foot of his bed was his trunk, like every other student in his room. He rummaged around in it until he'd found the slightly cool, silky fabric that made his cloak. Throwing it over his shoulders, he made his way out the door.
The walk down the stairs was like any other. There was one person in the common room when he entered it, Blaise Zabini. She was sitting in a chair near the crackling fire, lost deep in thought. He walked as quietly as he could, to not attract her attention. She probably wouldn't have noticed him anyway; she seemed to be in a sort of trance.
Shaking his head, he exited the common room and began up the stairs, out of the dungeons. He turned left, and then right, and found himself at the last staircase. Ginny could be seen, waiting patiently, from where he was standing. He stopped for a moment to stare at her, taking in her beauty. It was still so strange, how they came to meet each other. He couldn't believe that if it weren't for the computer his father had given him for Christmas; he would never have even given her a second glance. For once, his father had done something right.
His stepped quickened on the stairs, and when he reached the top, he stood right in front of Ginny. She didn't know he was there yet. He swiftly pulled down only the hood of his cloak, revealing his face and untidy hair.
She jumped back, very surprised. It wasn't every day a floating head appeared in front of you. When she saw it was Draco, she relaxed. "Don't scare me like that!" she cried playfully.
He pretended to be hurt. "Is my face that scary?"
She cocked her head and looked as though she was thinking about it. Then she grinned and kissed his cheek. "Not at all."
He wrapped the cloak around her body as well as his own and led her down the stairs.
"I've never known where the Slytherin tower is, but it makes sense that it's in the dungeons." Ginny observed, glancing at her dark surroundings.
"How does it make sense?"
She stopped walking at turned around so she was facing him. All that could be seen still were their heads. "Well, because all Slytherins are so...icy!" she grinned, thinking of his screen name. As if on cue, a cold draft seemed to pass by them.
"Not all Slytherins. I'll keep you warm." He wrapped his arms around her tighter, and resumed walking again. They reached the entrance, and Draco whispered the password. They were talking as they entered the common room, Draco forgetting all about Blaise.
She snapped out of her trance and whipped around in her chair. "Who's there?"
Draco cursed himself silently. Forgetting he had the hood down, he crept silently across the floor.
"Nice try Draco. Next time you use an invisibility cloak try using it properly." She said knowingly.
Ginny looked up at him in alarm. "What are you going to do?" she whispered, panicked.
Draco sighed. "Tell her, I guess. I think we can trust Blaise. She's different than most Slytherins. Is that ok?"
Ginny nodded.
Draco stuck a hand out and motioned for Blaise to come over. She hopped out of her chair and walked over to them. "Ah, Draco's got himself a girlfriend! Who is it?" she looked closer. "GINNY?"
Draco glared at her. "Would you mind keeping your voice down?"
She tossed her waist length black hair over her shoulder. "So sorry, Draco. Care to explain why you brought a Gryffindor in here?"
Ginny sat silently watching the two talk.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Blaise, do you promise to keep quiet about this? Ginny and I, well, we're kind of seeing each other."
Her eyes widened. "Well! Now this is interesting!"
"Blaise!" he warned her.
She gave him a sad look. "You think that I'm going to blab your secret just because I think it's interesting? You underestimate me, Malfoy. Don't worry; your secret is safe with me. Who knows, maybe we could even be friends, huh Ginny?"
Ginny returned a weak smile. "Maybe."
Blaise raised her eyebrows. "Think about it. It would give you an excuse to hang out with Slytherins." She raised her eyebrows her emphasis.
Draco interjected. "Why are you so willing to help us?"
Blaise just smirked. "Hey, what are friends for?" There was something about her voice that made both of them rethink their opinions about Blaise. Maybe they could trust her.
They said their goodnights and Draco led Ginny up to his bedroom. They entered through the door and Draco turned on his desk lap. It cast dim light across the room.
Draco dropped the cloak from their shoulders, and saw Ginny's eyes widen. He looked at her in confusion then laughed. He realized he was still only wearing his pajama bottoms. The sight of his bare chest was not something she'd been expecting right away. She herself was still wearing jeans and a dark red sweater.
They sat down on he edge of his bed and Draco reached for his matching green top. Ginny grabbed his hand and smiled. "Don't. I like it better this way."
He laughed again and lightly kissed the corner of her mouth. When she pulled away, she tilted her head back slightly, in a thinking position.
"I was just thinking. What would my brother say if he knew I was in Draco Malfoy's bedroom at this hour of the night?" Her eyes twinkled.
"He'd say, 'Well done, Ginny! Not only is he handsome, charming, well- bred, smart and perfect in every possible way, he's rich! Good job!'" replied Draco, without blinking.
She laughed and leaned against him. "Somehow I don't think that's what his reaction would be." She thought for a moment. "Though it's very true."
"Hardly," Draco argued.
She turned her face so that it was resting on his chest, looking up at him. "Why would your father want you to go on the trip? Isn't he on Voldemort's side?"
He seemed surprised that she said the name with such ease. "Dumbledore is going to teach us very advanced magic, most likely dark magic too. That's what he doesn't want me to miss out on. Plus, he'll probably want to know what plans Dumbledore is making, and try to get the information through me. I can already tell this is going to end up badly."
"Just tell him you don't want to go." She ran her finger on his arm. She had him now, and wasn't going to let go of him too easy.
He sighed. "If only it was that easy. My father is nothing like me Ginny. He expects me to follow in his footsteps, and become a Death Eater. If only there was a way to avoid it."
She hugged him. "You'll find a way. You said it yourself; you're nothing like him."
"Well, we find out tomorrow at breakfast who's been picked to go on the trip. It's only a few weeks, we can talk to each other on our computers." Draco suggested. Anything to make it easier for her.
Ginny frowned, clearly frustrated. "But now that I have the real thing, computers seem so...unreal."
"I know. That's why you're here tonight. So lets enjoy it."
"Good idea. Um, can I borrow some clothes?" she asked timidly. She yawned, suddenly feeling very sleepy.
He grinned, and threw her a large black t-shirt. She glanced at him, then at the clothes, and then back at him again.
"Oh, right." He said suddenly, turning around. She laughed, and changed quickly. He sat down on the bed, and she crawled in under the covers.
"Don't be shy, make yourself right at home." He offered, sarcastically.
She giggled. He crawled in beside her, and wrapped one arm around her stomach. "Staying awhile?" he whispered to her questioningly.
"Well, I was going to go back to my room eventually, but now I seem to have changed my mind. You don't mind, do you?" she teased him.
"Nope." They laughed, and fell asleep after a short while. They didn't have classes the next day, most of the students were returning from the Hogsmeade trip that afternoon.
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A/N: Sorry, I know I said you'd find out who's going on the trip in this chapter, but I guess you'll have to wait until the next chapter. It's definitely in that one. And by the way, in case you were confused, nothing happened between Draco and Ginny. They were just keeping each other company. =) Any questions/suggestions, feel free to email me! (Nightowl1287@yahoo.com)
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Draco sat alone in his bedroom in his silky green pajama bottoms. His laptop was sitting in front of him, glowing in the darkness of the room. He clicked on the chat icon, and logged in. He'd only just signed in when a private chat window appeared on his screen.
Firefly: Ice!
IceyGaze: Hey. What's up?
Firefly: Not much, how about you?
IceyGaze: It's boring here. Though it IS nearly the middle of the night.
Firefly: Yeah. I couldn't sleep.
Gears started turning in Draco's mind.
IceyGaze: I just got the best idea.
Firefly: Oh?
IceyGaze: Come to my room.
Firefly: -laughs- Right. And visit with you, Crabbe, Goyle, and the others?
He had to laugh out loud at that comment. That would be quite an interesting gathering.
IceyGaze: Nope. They're not here; my whole room went on an overnight Hogsmeade trip. I'm alone.
Firefly: But how would I get there? I can't exactly just waltz around the castle at this time of night.
IceyGaze: I have an invisibility cloak. I'll come and get you.
Firefly: Well...I guess I could come and stay with you for a little while. Hopefully nobody will find out. -grin-
IceyGaze: No one will.
Firefly: Ok, I'll be standing right outside the Gryffindor tower. See you in a bit.
IceyGaze: Uh...where exactly is that?
Firefly: -giggles- Didn't think of that. On second thought, I'll meet you at the entrance to the dungeons. Deal?
IceyGaze: Deal. See ya.
He closed the laptop and set it on his nightstand. He admitted it, he was excited. Ever since the day before, his mind hadn't left Ginny. He was so glad she'd made him open his eyes and see her for who she really was.
Now they'd just have to get to know each other better in person. They already had known each other for about two months via the Internet, but now their relationship was real.
At the foot of his bed was his trunk, like every other student in his room. He rummaged around in it until he'd found the slightly cool, silky fabric that made his cloak. Throwing it over his shoulders, he made his way out the door.
The walk down the stairs was like any other. There was one person in the common room when he entered it, Blaise Zabini. She was sitting in a chair near the crackling fire, lost deep in thought. He walked as quietly as he could, to not attract her attention. She probably wouldn't have noticed him anyway; she seemed to be in a sort of trance.
Shaking his head, he exited the common room and began up the stairs, out of the dungeons. He turned left, and then right, and found himself at the last staircase. Ginny could be seen, waiting patiently, from where he was standing. He stopped for a moment to stare at her, taking in her beauty. It was still so strange, how they came to meet each other. He couldn't believe that if it weren't for the computer his father had given him for Christmas; he would never have even given her a second glance. For once, his father had done something right.
His stepped quickened on the stairs, and when he reached the top, he stood right in front of Ginny. She didn't know he was there yet. He swiftly pulled down only the hood of his cloak, revealing his face and untidy hair.
She jumped back, very surprised. It wasn't every day a floating head appeared in front of you. When she saw it was Draco, she relaxed. "Don't scare me like that!" she cried playfully.
He pretended to be hurt. "Is my face that scary?"
She cocked her head and looked as though she was thinking about it. Then she grinned and kissed his cheek. "Not at all."
He wrapped the cloak around her body as well as his own and led her down the stairs.
"I've never known where the Slytherin tower is, but it makes sense that it's in the dungeons." Ginny observed, glancing at her dark surroundings.
"How does it make sense?"
She stopped walking at turned around so she was facing him. All that could be seen still were their heads. "Well, because all Slytherins are so...icy!" she grinned, thinking of his screen name. As if on cue, a cold draft seemed to pass by them.
"Not all Slytherins. I'll keep you warm." He wrapped his arms around her tighter, and resumed walking again. They reached the entrance, and Draco whispered the password. They were talking as they entered the common room, Draco forgetting all about Blaise.
She snapped out of her trance and whipped around in her chair. "Who's there?"
Draco cursed himself silently. Forgetting he had the hood down, he crept silently across the floor.
"Nice try Draco. Next time you use an invisibility cloak try using it properly." She said knowingly.
Ginny looked up at him in alarm. "What are you going to do?" she whispered, panicked.
Draco sighed. "Tell her, I guess. I think we can trust Blaise. She's different than most Slytherins. Is that ok?"
Ginny nodded.
Draco stuck a hand out and motioned for Blaise to come over. She hopped out of her chair and walked over to them. "Ah, Draco's got himself a girlfriend! Who is it?" she looked closer. "GINNY?"
Draco glared at her. "Would you mind keeping your voice down?"
She tossed her waist length black hair over her shoulder. "So sorry, Draco. Care to explain why you brought a Gryffindor in here?"
Ginny sat silently watching the two talk.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Blaise, do you promise to keep quiet about this? Ginny and I, well, we're kind of seeing each other."
Her eyes widened. "Well! Now this is interesting!"
"Blaise!" he warned her.
She gave him a sad look. "You think that I'm going to blab your secret just because I think it's interesting? You underestimate me, Malfoy. Don't worry; your secret is safe with me. Who knows, maybe we could even be friends, huh Ginny?"
Ginny returned a weak smile. "Maybe."
Blaise raised her eyebrows. "Think about it. It would give you an excuse to hang out with Slytherins." She raised her eyebrows her emphasis.
Draco interjected. "Why are you so willing to help us?"
Blaise just smirked. "Hey, what are friends for?" There was something about her voice that made both of them rethink their opinions about Blaise. Maybe they could trust her.
They said their goodnights and Draco led Ginny up to his bedroom. They entered through the door and Draco turned on his desk lap. It cast dim light across the room.
Draco dropped the cloak from their shoulders, and saw Ginny's eyes widen. He looked at her in confusion then laughed. He realized he was still only wearing his pajama bottoms. The sight of his bare chest was not something she'd been expecting right away. She herself was still wearing jeans and a dark red sweater.
They sat down on he edge of his bed and Draco reached for his matching green top. Ginny grabbed his hand and smiled. "Don't. I like it better this way."
He laughed again and lightly kissed the corner of her mouth. When she pulled away, she tilted her head back slightly, in a thinking position.
"I was just thinking. What would my brother say if he knew I was in Draco Malfoy's bedroom at this hour of the night?" Her eyes twinkled.
"He'd say, 'Well done, Ginny! Not only is he handsome, charming, well- bred, smart and perfect in every possible way, he's rich! Good job!'" replied Draco, without blinking.
She laughed and leaned against him. "Somehow I don't think that's what his reaction would be." She thought for a moment. "Though it's very true."
"Hardly," Draco argued.
She turned her face so that it was resting on his chest, looking up at him. "Why would your father want you to go on the trip? Isn't he on Voldemort's side?"
He seemed surprised that she said the name with such ease. "Dumbledore is going to teach us very advanced magic, most likely dark magic too. That's what he doesn't want me to miss out on. Plus, he'll probably want to know what plans Dumbledore is making, and try to get the information through me. I can already tell this is going to end up badly."
"Just tell him you don't want to go." She ran her finger on his arm. She had him now, and wasn't going to let go of him too easy.
He sighed. "If only it was that easy. My father is nothing like me Ginny. He expects me to follow in his footsteps, and become a Death Eater. If only there was a way to avoid it."
She hugged him. "You'll find a way. You said it yourself; you're nothing like him."
"Well, we find out tomorrow at breakfast who's been picked to go on the trip. It's only a few weeks, we can talk to each other on our computers." Draco suggested. Anything to make it easier for her.
Ginny frowned, clearly frustrated. "But now that I have the real thing, computers seem so...unreal."
"I know. That's why you're here tonight. So lets enjoy it."
"Good idea. Um, can I borrow some clothes?" she asked timidly. She yawned, suddenly feeling very sleepy.
He grinned, and threw her a large black t-shirt. She glanced at him, then at the clothes, and then back at him again.
"Oh, right." He said suddenly, turning around. She laughed, and changed quickly. He sat down on the bed, and she crawled in under the covers.
"Don't be shy, make yourself right at home." He offered, sarcastically.
She giggled. He crawled in beside her, and wrapped one arm around her stomach. "Staying awhile?" he whispered to her questioningly.
"Well, I was going to go back to my room eventually, but now I seem to have changed my mind. You don't mind, do you?" she teased him.
"Nope." They laughed, and fell asleep after a short while. They didn't have classes the next day, most of the students were returning from the Hogsmeade trip that afternoon.
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A/N: Sorry, I know I said you'd find out who's going on the trip in this chapter, but I guess you'll have to wait until the next chapter. It's definitely in that one. And by the way, in case you were confused, nothing happened between Draco and Ginny. They were just keeping each other company. =) Any questions/suggestions, feel free to email me! (Nightowl1287@yahoo.com)