Disclaimer: Harry Potter is from the creative genius that is J.K. Rowling.
I am not her. This is merely a fan fiction to tide us over until book 6 is
released.
A/N: For all of you who are wondering this fan fiction has the following ships: H/G, D/G, N/G, a touch of D/G and S/L. Now as far as who wins Ginny's heart you'll have to keep reading. Thank you all so much for reviewing. It means a lot to me.
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"You sent the letter this morning right Ginny?" Hermione asked as she, Harry and Ginny made their way down to the dungeons the next night.
"At breakfast. I told Malfoy to meet me in that abandoned classroom at 9 p.m."
"Now remember," Harry whispered to Ginny as he and Hermione walked under the invisibility cloak. "As soon as Hermione's out of the room I'll come in and tell you that Ron wants to talk to you, that way you'll know we're done."
"How is it again you're going to be able to watch what's going on with me and Malfoy without him seeing you?" she whispered.
"Disillusionment charm," he answered. "Don't worry Ginny, I'll be right there the entire time."
"Well here we are," Ginny answered as she turned a corner. The Slytherin dormatory was behind a portrait of Slytherin himself. The abandoned classroom was adjacent to it. Ginny openned the door and stepped inside as torches lit up the inside.
Harry got out from under the cloak, making sure Hermione could not be seen.
"Remember to get the letters and get out," he said. "I don't like bringing Ginny into this, especially with Malfoy."
"I understand," came Hermione's voice.
Harry took out his wand and performed the disillusionment charm. A moment latter he saw the door to the Slytherin dorms open and out stepped Malfoy. He turned and crouched down, putting the map between a suit of armor and the wall. Hermione had made it into the dormatory. Quickly he rolled it back up and turned his attention to Ginny.
Ginny was standing across the room from Malfoy as he leaned casually against the wall.
"What is it you want Weaslette?"
"Maybe that question should be directed to you Malfoy," Ginny snapped. "Why are you watching me during meals?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"I'm sure you do."
Malfoy chuckled and Harry felt his blood run cold as Malfoy began to walk across the chamber. The flicker of the torch lights made shadows dance across his face. An evil grin came to light.
"Finally caught me did you."
"I want to know why."
"You know after the age of 13 only the most powerful witches and wizards can do wandless magic," Malfoy said as he began to twirl a lock of her hair. "And it is nearly impossible for any of them can do focused wandless magic such as separating people when they want to."
Ginny knocked Malfoy's hand away from her and crossed the chamber so she was once again away from him.
"You took my wand on purpose on the train."
"I had to my dear. I had to make sure what I've believed since third year was correct."
"And what is it you believe?"
"That you are a very powerful witch," he said, before looking around. "I'm curious, why did you choose to meet in this room?"
A look of panic crossed Ginny's face briefly. Harry broke out into a sweat. Malfoy couldn't know about their plan could he?
"It's rather dark down her and quiet. The only light is from the torches. Not much light at all. It's almost as if no one's been down her in centuries."
"I don't know what you're talking about Malfoy."
"Father told me about the diary."
Ginny and Harry both shot Malfoy a death glare. Harry didn't like where this was going. He looked down at the map and saw that Hermione was still in the Slytherin dormitory. A new dot, reading Prof. Snape, was making his way toward them. In a few moments Snape would be here. He would have to distract Snape for a few moments to give Hermione enough time to get out, but he didn't want to leave Ginny with Malfoy. Ginny's voice broke him from his thoughts.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said to Malfoy.
"Sure you do," he said taking a few steps toward her. "When I heard you were taken second year I didn't know why. Why would the heir of Slytherin want a Weasley of all people? Surely it was a mistake, and then father told me that the Dark Lord had specifically asked for his diary to go to you."
Ginny remained silent. Malfoy took this as a cue to continue what he was saying.
"Father just wanted it to go to any Weasley to stop that muggle protection act. Your brother, what's his name? Perry?"
"Percy," she corrected him.
Malfoy just waved his hand to dismiss it and started across the room. "He would have been fine. I'm sure he would have written in a journal. Being a prefect in all, the Dark Lord would have had him clean up after he killed those roosters. He would just think he was overworking. No one would have been all the wiser. "But no. It had to go to you and you fought him for nearly a year before the Dark Lord finally got a strong enough hold to get you into the chamber. Not many people can resist the Dark Lord, let alone for so long. Then Potter," Malfoy spat. "came to your rescue didn't he? And the next year you didn't seemed fazed by it at all. So I began watching you. Trying to find out why the Dark Lord wanted you. Then you gave me that little hex last year and I knew."
"Knew what?" Ginny said as she suddenly found herself face to face with Malfoy.
"He wanted the most powerful witch in England beside him."
Ginny scoffed. "I am no one near the most powerful witch in England."
"Not yet," Malfoy smirked. "But with the right teacher, I'm sure you could learn quite a lot about many things, my dear."
"Do not call me dear. And I don't want to learn anything you can teach me Malfoy."
" I wouldn't be so sure of that Virginia," he said. "Let me tell you something Malfoys have always been attracted to power and we always get what we want."
"Careful Malfoy, you're headed for another bat-bogey hex."
"Ah, yes." he frowned and dropping the lock. "I remember that well."
Harry smiled with the thought. Yes, Ginny would be able to take care of herself just for a few minutes. Looking down at the map again he saw Snape was just a hallway away. Quickly he rolled it up and dashed down the corridor taking off the disillusionment charm as he went.
"Potter!" Snape bellowed as Harry dashed past him. "Come back here. I know it was you."
Harry hid behind a suit of armor and tried to catch his breath before making a dash back to the room where Ginny was. However, this time he wasn't as lucky. Snape grabbed a hold of the back of his robes and nearly lifted him off the ground.
"What are you doing Potter? Out after curfew. Detention! And I think the loss of 50 house points are in order," he sneered. "Let me escort you back to your dormitory."
"No professor you don't understand. I was trying to find Ginny. She's patrolling tonight and Ron wanted to speak to her so I went to find her," Harry said quickly.
"Likely story Potter," he spat. "Let's just go to my office and I will call the headmaster."
Harry inwardly smiled. In order to get to Snape's office from here they would have to pass the Slytherin dormitory and room Ginny was in.
Coming around the corner Harry saw the door to the Slytherin dormitory open, but no one seemed to come out. He sighed a bit of relief until he looked into the abandoned classroom.
Malfoy had Ginny against the wall. Her arms were pinned above her head and he was kissing her. Harry's started to struggle to get free of Snape, as he had the sudden urge to pummel Malfoy to the ground. Just then Ginny got one hand free. He watched in horror as she ran her fingers through his hair. It was at that moment however she used that leverage to bring her knew up sharply meeting a very tender spot on Malfoy. He crumbled to the ground and Ginny had her want drawn.
"What's going on here?" Snape thundered.
Harry turned to look up at the professor. How could Snape have not seen what happened?
"Malfoy was sick professor," Ginny spat as she looked down at Malfoy's cowering form. "As a prefect I was making sure he made it back to his house dormitory."
"Is this true, Mr. Malfoy?"
"Yes," Malfoy managed to ground out as he tried to look up at the professor and give an encouraging smile. "I'm not feeling at all well at the current moment."
"Very good then," Snape said pushing Harry forward. "I'll make sure Mr. Malfoy gets back to the dormitory. Miss Weasley why don't you escort Mr. Potter back to Gryfindor. He claims your brother sent him to find you. But seeing how Mr. Weasley is sleeping in the hospital wing I sincerely doubt that whatever he had to tell you is urgent."
"Yes Sir."
Ginny brushed past Harry and he followed behind her slowly, to make sure that Hermione was following him and to also make sure he stayed far enough from Ginny's temper, which by know was quite evident as she spat the password to the Fat Lady before the common room door opened.
As soon as they were in the room, Ginny turned on him.
"Hex him into the ground if he lays a hand on me? Sound familiar Harry?!" she shouted. "Where were you? I was waiting to hear you to know Hermione was out and you weren't even there. Gods why did I even listen to you. Now I have Malfoy filth on me. Don't you ever ask me to do anything again if this is the way you watch people's backs. I bet nothing that happened the other day meant anything to you either it was just some way to get me to help you in this scheme. I am not someone to idle with. Now if you'll excuse me Mr. Potter I have to take a shower and get this stink off me!"
Without letting him speak Ginny rushed up the stairs to the girls' dormitory. Harry stood there his mouth opening and closing trying to process everything and somehow reply. He turned and looked at Hermione behind him for some clue on what he was to do.
"What happened?" she asked him clutching his cloak in one hand, a bundle of letters in the other.
A/N: For all of you who are wondering this fan fiction has the following ships: H/G, D/G, N/G, a touch of D/G and S/L. Now as far as who wins Ginny's heart you'll have to keep reading. Thank you all so much for reviewing. It means a lot to me.
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"You sent the letter this morning right Ginny?" Hermione asked as she, Harry and Ginny made their way down to the dungeons the next night.
"At breakfast. I told Malfoy to meet me in that abandoned classroom at 9 p.m."
"Now remember," Harry whispered to Ginny as he and Hermione walked under the invisibility cloak. "As soon as Hermione's out of the room I'll come in and tell you that Ron wants to talk to you, that way you'll know we're done."
"How is it again you're going to be able to watch what's going on with me and Malfoy without him seeing you?" she whispered.
"Disillusionment charm," he answered. "Don't worry Ginny, I'll be right there the entire time."
"Well here we are," Ginny answered as she turned a corner. The Slytherin dormatory was behind a portrait of Slytherin himself. The abandoned classroom was adjacent to it. Ginny openned the door and stepped inside as torches lit up the inside.
Harry got out from under the cloak, making sure Hermione could not be seen.
"Remember to get the letters and get out," he said. "I don't like bringing Ginny into this, especially with Malfoy."
"I understand," came Hermione's voice.
Harry took out his wand and performed the disillusionment charm. A moment latter he saw the door to the Slytherin dorms open and out stepped Malfoy. He turned and crouched down, putting the map between a suit of armor and the wall. Hermione had made it into the dormatory. Quickly he rolled it back up and turned his attention to Ginny.
Ginny was standing across the room from Malfoy as he leaned casually against the wall.
"What is it you want Weaslette?"
"Maybe that question should be directed to you Malfoy," Ginny snapped. "Why are you watching me during meals?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"I'm sure you do."
Malfoy chuckled and Harry felt his blood run cold as Malfoy began to walk across the chamber. The flicker of the torch lights made shadows dance across his face. An evil grin came to light.
"Finally caught me did you."
"I want to know why."
"You know after the age of 13 only the most powerful witches and wizards can do wandless magic," Malfoy said as he began to twirl a lock of her hair. "And it is nearly impossible for any of them can do focused wandless magic such as separating people when they want to."
Ginny knocked Malfoy's hand away from her and crossed the chamber so she was once again away from him.
"You took my wand on purpose on the train."
"I had to my dear. I had to make sure what I've believed since third year was correct."
"And what is it you believe?"
"That you are a very powerful witch," he said, before looking around. "I'm curious, why did you choose to meet in this room?"
A look of panic crossed Ginny's face briefly. Harry broke out into a sweat. Malfoy couldn't know about their plan could he?
"It's rather dark down her and quiet. The only light is from the torches. Not much light at all. It's almost as if no one's been down her in centuries."
"I don't know what you're talking about Malfoy."
"Father told me about the diary."
Ginny and Harry both shot Malfoy a death glare. Harry didn't like where this was going. He looked down at the map and saw that Hermione was still in the Slytherin dormitory. A new dot, reading Prof. Snape, was making his way toward them. In a few moments Snape would be here. He would have to distract Snape for a few moments to give Hermione enough time to get out, but he didn't want to leave Ginny with Malfoy. Ginny's voice broke him from his thoughts.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said to Malfoy.
"Sure you do," he said taking a few steps toward her. "When I heard you were taken second year I didn't know why. Why would the heir of Slytherin want a Weasley of all people? Surely it was a mistake, and then father told me that the Dark Lord had specifically asked for his diary to go to you."
Ginny remained silent. Malfoy took this as a cue to continue what he was saying.
"Father just wanted it to go to any Weasley to stop that muggle protection act. Your brother, what's his name? Perry?"
"Percy," she corrected him.
Malfoy just waved his hand to dismiss it and started across the room. "He would have been fine. I'm sure he would have written in a journal. Being a prefect in all, the Dark Lord would have had him clean up after he killed those roosters. He would just think he was overworking. No one would have been all the wiser. "But no. It had to go to you and you fought him for nearly a year before the Dark Lord finally got a strong enough hold to get you into the chamber. Not many people can resist the Dark Lord, let alone for so long. Then Potter," Malfoy spat. "came to your rescue didn't he? And the next year you didn't seemed fazed by it at all. So I began watching you. Trying to find out why the Dark Lord wanted you. Then you gave me that little hex last year and I knew."
"Knew what?" Ginny said as she suddenly found herself face to face with Malfoy.
"He wanted the most powerful witch in England beside him."
Ginny scoffed. "I am no one near the most powerful witch in England."
"Not yet," Malfoy smirked. "But with the right teacher, I'm sure you could learn quite a lot about many things, my dear."
"Do not call me dear. And I don't want to learn anything you can teach me Malfoy."
" I wouldn't be so sure of that Virginia," he said. "Let me tell you something Malfoys have always been attracted to power and we always get what we want."
"Careful Malfoy, you're headed for another bat-bogey hex."
"Ah, yes." he frowned and dropping the lock. "I remember that well."
Harry smiled with the thought. Yes, Ginny would be able to take care of herself just for a few minutes. Looking down at the map again he saw Snape was just a hallway away. Quickly he rolled it up and dashed down the corridor taking off the disillusionment charm as he went.
"Potter!" Snape bellowed as Harry dashed past him. "Come back here. I know it was you."
Harry hid behind a suit of armor and tried to catch his breath before making a dash back to the room where Ginny was. However, this time he wasn't as lucky. Snape grabbed a hold of the back of his robes and nearly lifted him off the ground.
"What are you doing Potter? Out after curfew. Detention! And I think the loss of 50 house points are in order," he sneered. "Let me escort you back to your dormitory."
"No professor you don't understand. I was trying to find Ginny. She's patrolling tonight and Ron wanted to speak to her so I went to find her," Harry said quickly.
"Likely story Potter," he spat. "Let's just go to my office and I will call the headmaster."
Harry inwardly smiled. In order to get to Snape's office from here they would have to pass the Slytherin dormitory and room Ginny was in.
Coming around the corner Harry saw the door to the Slytherin dormitory open, but no one seemed to come out. He sighed a bit of relief until he looked into the abandoned classroom.
Malfoy had Ginny against the wall. Her arms were pinned above her head and he was kissing her. Harry's started to struggle to get free of Snape, as he had the sudden urge to pummel Malfoy to the ground. Just then Ginny got one hand free. He watched in horror as she ran her fingers through his hair. It was at that moment however she used that leverage to bring her knew up sharply meeting a very tender spot on Malfoy. He crumbled to the ground and Ginny had her want drawn.
"What's going on here?" Snape thundered.
Harry turned to look up at the professor. How could Snape have not seen what happened?
"Malfoy was sick professor," Ginny spat as she looked down at Malfoy's cowering form. "As a prefect I was making sure he made it back to his house dormitory."
"Is this true, Mr. Malfoy?"
"Yes," Malfoy managed to ground out as he tried to look up at the professor and give an encouraging smile. "I'm not feeling at all well at the current moment."
"Very good then," Snape said pushing Harry forward. "I'll make sure Mr. Malfoy gets back to the dormitory. Miss Weasley why don't you escort Mr. Potter back to Gryfindor. He claims your brother sent him to find you. But seeing how Mr. Weasley is sleeping in the hospital wing I sincerely doubt that whatever he had to tell you is urgent."
"Yes Sir."
Ginny brushed past Harry and he followed behind her slowly, to make sure that Hermione was following him and to also make sure he stayed far enough from Ginny's temper, which by know was quite evident as she spat the password to the Fat Lady before the common room door opened.
As soon as they were in the room, Ginny turned on him.
"Hex him into the ground if he lays a hand on me? Sound familiar Harry?!" she shouted. "Where were you? I was waiting to hear you to know Hermione was out and you weren't even there. Gods why did I even listen to you. Now I have Malfoy filth on me. Don't you ever ask me to do anything again if this is the way you watch people's backs. I bet nothing that happened the other day meant anything to you either it was just some way to get me to help you in this scheme. I am not someone to idle with. Now if you'll excuse me Mr. Potter I have to take a shower and get this stink off me!"
Without letting him speak Ginny rushed up the stairs to the girls' dormitory. Harry stood there his mouth opening and closing trying to process everything and somehow reply. He turned and looked at Hermione behind him for some clue on what he was to do.
"What happened?" she asked him clutching his cloak in one hand, a bundle of letters in the other.