A/N ok, quota fulfilled, if. whatever, I'm still writing. 'BeSensible' why
don't you be sensible and don't read this if it upsets you, okay? Oh yeah,
everyone I'm writing in Irish-English, not USA-English (incase you think
I'm misspelling )
Summary: as before
Disclaimer: Ditto.
Chapter 3: Facing Fears.
Ginny glared at her reflection in the mirror, she looked sceptically at her
outfit, her make-up, and her hair and sighed. Glancing at her watch her
heart jumped, she should leave now, in case he was hanging around,
uncertain. But, although she arrived five minutes late, he wasn't there.
The door creaked ominously open, Ginny held her breath as it swung to
reveal, Dean. An old boyfriend, the writer of those letters? No, it
couldn't be real. Dean looked at her embarrassed, she felt her face heating
up, she had never been all done up when she went out with him, favouring
casual.
" Emm, I left a book here" and so he had, lying half-hidden in the back row
of seats was the book, plain, if a little tattered evidence. "I'll go now,"
Ginny felt a bundle of confused, curious, relieved and plain annoyed. Where
was he?
Draco stood silently by the doorway. She was stooped in the chair, tears
trickling down her face. Cautiously he entered the room, noiselessly he
walked to a spot just behind her and placed his hands over her eyes.
The first thing she noticed in her fog of gloom was a slight suspicion,
which she shrugged off. 'Great, now I'm paranoid'. But her suspicions were
confirmed as she felt his hands, and somehow, she knew it was him. The
hands were cool and soothing on the skin around her eyes, red, dry and
puffy. He walked around the chair, blocking her sight, and then he kissed
her. She felt a slight pressure on her lips, and gently pushed his hands
away.
She stared into his grey eyes he stared back.
"You? Malfoy"
He shook his head. "Not Malfoy, Draco." And suddenly she felt as though she
could see from his perspective. "You said you'd love me, no matter who I
was," He added hesitantly. She bowed her head in recognition.
It could've been an eternity or but a few moments as they stood like
that, thinking. Ginny looked up, Draco was looking uncertain yet hopeful.
She kissed him.
If it surprised Ginny just how much she meant it, it utterly shocked Draco.
He pulled away first, checked his watch and muttered, " I have to go." and
he left.
Ginny sank to the chair, utterly bewildered.
* *
"Ron, what's the matter with Ginny lately?" Harry asked as he looked over
at the absent chair in the Common Room usually occupied by Ginny.
"I don't know, she's all quiet." He answered though secretly he thought. '
She still loves you, you idiot! And I love Hermione, and it would be so
much easier if you, the HERO, sorted this mess out!'
" Where's Ginny?" Hermione placed her bag on the ground and removed her
homework, setting it neatly on the table in front.
"We don't know" said the more then slightly annoyed Ron.
"You don't think it's anything like in second year again do you?" Hermione
frowned with worry for her friend; she was acting so odd lately. Ginny
would tell her if something was wrong, wouldn't she?
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don't you be sensible and don't read this if it upsets you, okay? Oh yeah,
everyone I'm writing in Irish-English, not USA-English (incase you think
I'm misspelling )
Summary: as before
Disclaimer: Ditto.
Chapter 3: Facing Fears.
Ginny glared at her reflection in the mirror, she looked sceptically at her
outfit, her make-up, and her hair and sighed. Glancing at her watch her
heart jumped, she should leave now, in case he was hanging around,
uncertain. But, although she arrived five minutes late, he wasn't there.
The door creaked ominously open, Ginny held her breath as it swung to
reveal, Dean. An old boyfriend, the writer of those letters? No, it
couldn't be real. Dean looked at her embarrassed, she felt her face heating
up, she had never been all done up when she went out with him, favouring
casual.
" Emm, I left a book here" and so he had, lying half-hidden in the back row
of seats was the book, plain, if a little tattered evidence. "I'll go now,"
Ginny felt a bundle of confused, curious, relieved and plain annoyed. Where
was he?
Draco stood silently by the doorway. She was stooped in the chair, tears
trickling down her face. Cautiously he entered the room, noiselessly he
walked to a spot just behind her and placed his hands over her eyes.
The first thing she noticed in her fog of gloom was a slight suspicion,
which she shrugged off. 'Great, now I'm paranoid'. But her suspicions were
confirmed as she felt his hands, and somehow, she knew it was him. The
hands were cool and soothing on the skin around her eyes, red, dry and
puffy. He walked around the chair, blocking her sight, and then he kissed
her. She felt a slight pressure on her lips, and gently pushed his hands
away.
She stared into his grey eyes he stared back.
"You? Malfoy"
He shook his head. "Not Malfoy, Draco." And suddenly she felt as though she
could see from his perspective. "You said you'd love me, no matter who I
was," He added hesitantly. She bowed her head in recognition.
It could've been an eternity or but a few moments as they stood like
that, thinking. Ginny looked up, Draco was looking uncertain yet hopeful.
She kissed him.
If it surprised Ginny just how much she meant it, it utterly shocked Draco.
He pulled away first, checked his watch and muttered, " I have to go." and
he left.
Ginny sank to the chair, utterly bewildered.
* *
"Ron, what's the matter with Ginny lately?" Harry asked as he looked over
at the absent chair in the Common Room usually occupied by Ginny.
"I don't know, she's all quiet." He answered though secretly he thought. '
She still loves you, you idiot! And I love Hermione, and it would be so
much easier if you, the HERO, sorted this mess out!'
" Where's Ginny?" Hermione placed her bag on the ground and removed her
homework, setting it neatly on the table in front.
"We don't know" said the more then slightly annoyed Ron.
"You don't think it's anything like in second year again do you?" Hermione
frowned with worry for her friend; she was acting so odd lately. Ginny
would tell her if something was wrong, wouldn't she?
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