Sunsets Chapter 5: The Weasley Family Jewels
Disclaimer: Everything your recognize form the Harry Potter books doesn't belong to me. It belongs to J.K Rowling and Co.
" Talking" // Thinking //
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" You! What are you doing here? " They shouted at each other simultaneously.
" This is MY sitting room, I have a right to be here. What's your excuse? " he asked, hands folded across his chest. He looked really good. The blond hair was handsomely tousled with the fringe falling seductively over his silver grey eyes. His lips were curled in a sneer that made him look like a badass. He was wearing the same outfit she saw him in at Hogsmeade. The black silk shirt was beautifully cut and his black denim pants were neatly pressed, without a single crease on it. Ginny was mentally salivating at the sight of the gorgeous Draco Malfoy.
// Why does he have to look so yummy? If I could eat him, he would have been swallowed in two seconds flat. //
" Well.ummm. you see, I was. umm. just exploring and I.. ermm. found this room. I didn't know it was yours. Got to go now. Bye." Ginny stammered as she moved towards the door that she had come through. She ran and closed the door behind her. Draco gave chase but was too late. The door had closed behind her and had camouflaged back into the wall. He skimmed his hands along the wall but failed to find the doorknob.
// I didn't know there was a door there. I wonder how she found it. What's behind that door? She looked good. No, that's an understatement. She looked delicious! All that red hair, the low-rise jeans she was wearing, even that Quidditch jersey makes me want to swallow her in one gulp. I can still smell her scent. What am I going to do about her? Why can't I just talk nicely to her?//
Draco collapsed into one of the over-stuffed armchairs, sighing. He really liked Ginny. Hell, he loves her and he's utterly confused. He didn't know when that feeling developed nor how did it happen. He didn't want to think about what would happen if her six brothers found out about his feelings about her especially that Weasel. He rubbed his face with his hands and ran his fingers through his hair. Draco got up and went back to his dorm room to wash up for dinner.
// Damn it! I hate feeling confused! //
Meanwhile, back in Ginny's room, Ginny was sitting on the floor with her back against the wardrobe door. Her forehead was resting on her knees." Now I know why there was a dragon on the door. I wonder why he has his own sitting room. Does the sitting room link to his dorm room? " she said to no one in particular. Looking up at the clock above her canopy bed, she realized that if she didn't wash up in the next fifteen minutes, she's going to be late for dinner. Having had a quick shower and stepping into clean clothes, Ginny stepped out of the portrait hole and walked to the Great Hall, passing the Fat Lady. As she was turning around the corner of the corridor, she heard someone call out her name. Turning back, she saw that Ron and the rest of the Dream Team were jogging up to her.
"What is It Ron?" she asked rather impatiently. Her anger at him for leaving without telling them had cooled down considerably after getting her new room. She can't believe that he would just leave them, just to shag his girlfriend senseless.
"Nothing, just thought we'll go down to dinner together," Ron said as he fell in step with her, placing his arm around her shoulders.
"What ever," Ginny replied, shrugging Ron's arm off. The anger that had cooled down started to simmer when Ron started to chat animatedly about his purchases at Hogsmeade, forgetting totally that he had ditched his sister and best friend for a shag-fest. Fortunately they arrived at the Great Hall and Ginny was spared from hearing anymore from Ron.
// I seriously think there's something wrong with Hermione for loving that idiotic brother of mine. He just won't shut up! Maybe the sex is good. Eeuugh!!! Nope, not going to think about it. Too disgusting. Don't want to know about their sex life.//
The four of them sat at the back end of the house table, as the rest of the place was full. Dinner was delicious as usual. Ginny was ravenous from after exploring her new room. Being angry with her brother and his girlfriend also contributed to the hunger. She tucked into the potatoes and chicken with much enthusiasm. Ginny was about to reach for her second helping of Sheppard's pie when she felt a prickling sensation at the back of her neck, as if someone was staring at her. She scanned the entire hall and was about to turn back to her food when her eyes met a pair of silver grey at the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy was giving her the most sensual look she had ever seen, as if he was undressing her with his eyes. Ginny could feel the heat rising up her neck. Upon seeing the blush staining Ginny's cheeks prettily, Draco smiled sexily at her, winked and blew her a kiss.
Shocked at what Draco did, Ginny dropped the fork she was holding, as well as her jaw. " Something wrong? You look shocked," Harry asked when he saw Ginny gaping in the general direction of the Slytherin table.
" Nothing wrong. Just saw something. Don't worry," Ginny replied as she went under the table to pick up her fork. Under it, Ginny saw something that would scar her for life. Hermione's hand was fondling the Weasley family jewels in Ron's unzipped pants. The fork forgotten, Ginny clutched her eyes in a bid to close out the horror and backed out from under the table, knocking over her chair and hitting her head on the table. She finally got out form under the table screaming, " My eyes! My eyes! I think I've gone blind!" Harry quickly rushed to her and asked, " What happened? What happened? You ok?" Everyone, except Ron and Hermione, stood up to see what caused the commotion.
Ginny was still shuddering in disgust as Harry helped her to her feet. Her anger at the lovebirds returned with a vengeance and she stormed towards Ron and Hermione, who just realised that Ginny saw their under-the-table activity.
"Both of you are just disgusting!" she screamed, pointing her finger at them. "You left Harry and me waiting for two hours while you went back here to fuck yourselves senseless. Not only that, you left behind your used items on the floor, waiting to be stepped on by a poor unsuspecting soul, namely ME! Can't you just go through a day without touching each other? It's disgusting to see the both of you groping at each other in public. What I just saw will scar me for life! I'm ashamed to be related to you Ronald Weasley! Thank God I got my own room now. I don't have to worry about barging in a find both of you in various states of undress or positions!" Ginny stormed out of the Hall, without realising that a pair of silver grey eyes followed her exit.
"Ginny! Ginny, wait!" Ron called out to his sister and tried to follow her out. As his pants were still unzipped, it fell to his ankles, revealing a pair of unbuttoned blue and white checked boxers. Everyone in the Hall burst out laughing as he tripped on his pants and fell down with a thud. Most of them caught on to what had happened under the table and laughed even harder. Hermione was turning pink and tried to hide under the table. Ron finally got up and tried to pull up his pants. All of a sudden, Ron screamed and fell over to the floor, curling up in a foetal position. Dean, who was sitting next to him, dropped down beside Ron to see what had happened. Dean winced at the sight of Ron's package stuck in the zipper (a/n: like in Something About Mary).
The next thing anyone knew was, Ron screaming like a girl and Dean shouting, " He's bleeding! Somebody help!" Madam Pomfrey rushed from the head table and conjured up some bandages and a stretcher. A very worried Hermione used the bandages to stop the bleeding as she and Madam Pomfrey floated Ron to the Hospital Wing. The rest of the Hall got to their feet to get a better look at them. The moment Ron left, the Hall was in an uproar as everyone started talking about the drama that had taken place.
Draco watched Harry leave the Hall in search of Ginny with mixed feelings. He felt bad that he caused her to drop her fork and thus saw her Granger touching her brother under the table. He wanted to go after her and apologise but knew that it would be very weird. Besides, he doesn't know how she feels about him. He pushed his food around his plate, having lost his appetite after what happened to Weasley. Every male in the Hall, winced when they realised that Weasley had caught himself in the zipper. Draco abruptly dropped his fork onto his plate and mumbled to Blaise that he was going for a walk.
// I wonder where she went. Can't talk to her now coz Potter will be there. May be later.. //
Ginny had stormed off to the lake to blow off some steam. She dropped down by a boulder and started flinging pebbles in to the lake. She watched the pebbles skip across the surface of the lake, causing ripples to disrupt the reflection of the moon that had just started to rise. Floating lanterns along the pathway dimly lighted the school grounds. A gentle breeze teased tendrils of hair from her face, making them dance in the air. Her back leaning against the boulder, Ginny wrapped her arms around her knees as she thought about the drama during dinner and the cause of it.
// Damn that Ron! Hermione too! Can't keep their hands of each other! Why don't they just stay in their room? It's a lot more peaceful, not to mention that I get to eat in peace. It's all Malfoy's fault! If he didn't shock me so much, I wouldn't have dropped my fork and I wouldn't have seen what I saw. //
Ginny shuddered at the memory of Ron and Hermione.
// But why did he do that in the first place? What is that Ferret up to? He did look gorgeous. He must have taken a shower right before he came down for dinner. His hair looked damp. I wonder what it feels like to run my fingers through them. Wait! I already did that. His hair is as silky as it looks. He smells really nice too. Like sandalwood and male. He makes my heart beat faster just by looking at me. Why is that? //
Ginny was so lost in thought that she didn't realise that Harry had come up from behind her. She let out a blood-curdling scream when he tapped her shoulder.
"Why did you do that for?!" Harry exclaimed as he rubbed his ears, trying to restore his hearing.
"What were you doing sneaking up on me?! What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be having dinner like everyone else?" Ginny shouted back.
"Something happened after you left. Ron's in the Hospital Wing."
Ginny let out a sigh, shoulders drooping. She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples before asking, "What did he do now?"
"Caught his privates in the zipper while trying to put on his pants. It got worse when they undid the zipper. He was bleeding all the way to the infirmary when I left to get you." Harry shuddered at the memory of Ron groaning as he floated past. Harry had the urge to check that his package was all right but managed to stop himself.
Ginny winced at the thought of what happened to her brother. "How am I going to explain this to my mother?" she sighed. "At least we won't be seeing Ron and Hermione groping at each other for some time. Serves him right for not being able to control their urges. Come on, let's go see how he's doing," she continued.
Both of them made their way to the hospital wing in silence, their sneakers not making a sound on the stone floor. Ginny was lost in thought about Draco's actions during dinner and didn't realise that they had arrived until Harry grabbed her wrist as she was about to pass the infirmary door. She mouthed thank you to Harry as they both stepped through the door. Ginny pushed the curtain partition gently and found Ron lying in bed with his legs spread apart underneath the blanket. She didn't want to know if he was wearing anything underneath. Hermione, who was sitting next to the bed holding Ron's hand, looked up at them. She gave both Harry and Ginny a tremulous smile, her cheeks turning pink as she remembered that Ginny had seen her hand in Ron's pants. Ginny gave her a small smile and went over to the other side of the bad.
"Oh Ron, what am I going to tell mum?" she whispered to him.
Ron turned pale at the mention of their mother. He opened his mouth to say something but no sound escaped. Taking pity on him, Ginny said, "Don't worry. I'll think about something. Just rest ok Ron? No funny business though."
The couple turned red, hanging their heads low and nodded to show their agreement. The four of them chatted for a while until Madam Pomfrey shooed them out of the hospital wing. Harry, Hermione and Ginny walked back to the Gryffindor tower. Harry left Hermione at the Fat Lady and escorted Ginny back to her room. As they walked in silence, Harry asked," What did you see that shocked you into dropping your fork?"
Surprised by the question, Ginny just shrugged not wanting to tell him that Draco had blew her a kiss. "Was it something that Malfoy did?" Harry pressed.
" What. what made you say that?" Ginny stammered.
"I've seen him look at you all the time. Is he the guy you're confused about? Wait, is he the one that you had a date with?"
Ginny bent her head, not wanting Harry to know that she was blushing. "I don't know what you're talking about. Besides, what were you doing when you saw him look at me?" Ginny asked, wanting to throw the suspicion off her.
As they walked past a torch, Ginny saw that Harry's face was red and knew that he was hiding something. "Were you looking at a girl at the Slytherin table?" Harry blushed even harder at her question. "Come on, tell me. Tel me, tell me, tell me."
"Ok, how about I make a deal with you. You tell me who the guy that's making you so confused and I'll tell you who I was looking at," Harry said.
" Deal. You first."
"That's not fair. I suggested it. You should tell me first," Harry argued. Ginny gave him a look that said wanna-bet. Seeing the determined look on Ginny's face, Harry gave in. "It's Blaise Zabini. I was looking at Blaise Zabini. Now it's your turn."
"Your guess was right. I did have dinner with Malfoy and he does confuse me. During dinner, he winked and blew a kiss at me. That's why I was so shocked. Why were you looking at Zabini anyway? You like her don't you?"
Harry had kept his interest in the Slytherin beauty a secret. He had fallen for her as they fought along side each other in the final battle against Voldermort. Blaise was one of the many Slytherin students that had joined Dumbledore's side during the war. It surprised everyone that only a small minority of the Slytherin students had followed Voldermort. The rest didn't really believe in his cause but had to pretend that they did at their parents' command. After the war, Harry found that he didn't have the courage to talk to Blaise, to ask her out. He loved the way she moved, the sound of her voice. He loved everything about her.
"I love her. Remember the final battle? Deatheaters surrounded both of us near Voldermort's lair. Her father had sent a hex my way but she stepped in front of me and shielded me from it. I've never had anyone sacrifice themselves for me before. The fact that she's the most beautiful woman I've ever met, is just a bonus. I didn't get a chance to talk to her after the war since she was at St. Mungo's for a few months and when we went back to school, she started hanging out with Malfoy. I could only love her from afar." Harry looked so sad that Ginny wrapped his arms around him to give him some comfort.
"You poor baby. Don't worry; I think she likes you too as I've caught her looking at you many times. I'm not sure she's going out with Malfoy. They look more like friends than lovers. Just talk to her ok? You won't know how she feels about you till you talk to her." Ginny said, trying to cheer him up. Harry smiled at her and gave her a hug.
"You always know how to make me feel better Gin. Here we are at you room. You have a good night," Harry said, giving her one last hug before leaving.
In her room, Ginny changed into her pyjamas before going through her nightly routine of washing her face and brushing her teeth. After her nightly ritual, Ginny decided to owl her parents about Ron's condition. Taking out a piece of parchment, she started writing.
Dear Mum and Dad,
I hope that this letter finds both of you in good health. School is as usual, lots of essays to write and spells to remember. I'm actually writing in to tell you that Ron was admitted into the Hospital wing earlier today due to a minor accident. He had accidentally zipped himself while trying to put on his pants. Madam Pomfrey says it's nothing serious, he'll be out in a few days, so please don't worry. Hermione and Harry will make sure that he doesn't fall behind in his schoolwork. I'll make sure that takes care of himself. That's all for now. I'll write in as soon as possible with more updates. Love you.
Lots of love, Ginny
Ginny didn't think her parents wanted to know what really happened during dinner. Half-truths are better than lying about it. Besides, she didn't like lying to them. Rolling up the parchment and setting it aside to be owled the next day, Ginny stretched to remove the kinks in her muscles from all that sitting and thinking about what how to tell her parents about Ron's condition. She slipped under the covers and closed her eyes trying to sleep. After tossing and turning for about forty-five minutes, Ginny gave up and decided that some reading would cure her insomnia.
Ginny was an avid reader. She read everything from romance to biographies, even the dictionary if she ran out of reading material. Ginny opened the door to the wardrobe and stepped into the room that led to the rest of the secret doors. She opened the door marked with a book and stepped inside. The room was very cosy; the chairs were comfortable and soft. The fire burning in the fireplace warmed the room nicely. Ginny picked out a book in random and settled into one of the armchairs, curling her legs under her. Leaning back, she started to read.
Draco had taken a walk around the school compound and ended back in his dorm room. Lying on his bed, Draco could not get the sight of an angry Ginny out of his head. Her body shaking with fury and her hair messed up from crawling out from under the table, caused his heart to beat wildly. The image of Ginny's angry face caused a sudden tightness in his pants. He got up and went through a door at the back of his wardrobe to enter his sitting room.
Dumbledore had given Draco the room after the war, as a place where he can find solitude. Draco had never told anyone about the room, not even Blaise, as he needed time to himself to handle his grief. His mother had died at Voldermort's hands while she tried to protect him from being forced to joining the Deatheaters. The death of his mother had prompted Draco and his father to join Dumledore's side, with Lucius working as a double agent who was also killed by Voldermort. It was hard on Draco to lose both his parents in a matter of weeks and the room helped him get over his loss.
The room was the same as he had left it earlier. The fireplace burst to life as Draco entered the room, chasing the chill of the room away. He could still smell the lingering scent of Ginny, the mild strawberry scent that stirred his blood.
// I need to find know where the door leads too. I need to see her, at least to apologise to her. If I hadn't shocked her, she wouldn't have dropped her fork and the scene during dinner would not have occurred. //
Draco walked over to the walk that camouflaged the door and tried to find the doorknob again. Disgusted by his failure, Draco leaned against the wall with his elbow supporting his body while he contemplated his next course of action. Suddenly, he felt his elbow and the combined weight of his body depress a button on the wall. He stood away from the wall and noticed the perfectly round stone on the wall was depressed and it caused the camouflage to disappear. And the wooden door was revealed. Draco stepped through the door and found the antechamber with the doors. Draco explored through the music and the poll room before arriving at the door that was marked with a book. He opened the door and found himself staring at the beautiful redhead who made his heart beat wildly with just a look.
Draco quietly entered the room, not wanting to disturb the reading girl but his entrance was discovered when Ginny suddenly looked up, as if sensing his presence.
"What are you doing here? How did you find this room?" Ginny asked annoyed and suspiciously.
"I found this room the same way you left MY sitting room," Draco replied as he moved towards her. " Nice room," he said as he sat in the armchair in front of Ginny.
"What do want?" Ginny asked again.
"Nothing, I was just exploring but since I found you, I need to talk to you."
"What do you want to talk about? I don't have anything to say to you. It's all your fault! If you hadn't shocked me, I wouldn't have seen that. that.. scene! I want you to leave now!" Ginny stood up and pointed to the door.
"That's what I want to talk to you about," Draco said. He stood up and walked over to Ginny, who took a step back with every step that Draco took. Ginny finally backed into a sofa and fell into it as Draco stood in front of her. "I want to apologise to you," he said as he knelt down in front of her. "I didn't mean to make you drop your fork. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"
Ginny's brows drew together and she eyed him suspiciously before saying, "Why are you being so nice?"
Draco sighed and stood up and turned away form Ginny. He ran his fingers through his hair and rubbed his face before turning back. "I have feelings for you, ever since I saw you treating the wounded, and me, during the war. It didn't matter at that time that I used to make fun of you and your family. You still treated me like everyone else. And when I saw you again at the beginning of the year and after we had dinner, these feelings deepened. Every time I saw you with Potter, I feel all these rage and I didn't understand it."
"What are you trying to say Malfoy?"
"Please call me Draco, Ginny."
"Fine but what are you trying to say?"
"I love you Ginny and I want you to be mine," Draco whispered as he knelt down in front of her again and held her petite hands in his. They stared into each other's eyes but a sudden popping of the firewood broke the magic. Ginny let go of his hands and stood up to move to the other end of the room.
"What about Zabini? What will she say about her boyfriend being with another girl?"
"Zabini? My girlfriend?" Draco asked confusedly. Then he started to laugh, "Blaise isn't my girlfriend, she's interested in Potter. I don't understand why but she likes him."
In Ginny's mind, she smiled as she had confirmed what she thought earlier. Blaise does like Harry. Ginny felt confused about Draco's declaration. She has feelings for him but she didn't know what they were. She felt flattered that the heartthrob of Hogwarts wants to be with her but she needed to sort out her feelings for him. Turning back to Draco, she said, "I'm confused. I have feelings for you too but I need to figure them out. Please give me time."
"I'll give you all the time you need," Draco said as he walked towards her. He cupped her face in his palms and said, "Just let me know when you decide." Draco bent his head and brushed his lips gently on hers. He let go of her face and left her in the library alone.
Disclaimer: Everything your recognize form the Harry Potter books doesn't belong to me. It belongs to J.K Rowling and Co.
" Talking" // Thinking //
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" You! What are you doing here? " They shouted at each other simultaneously.
" This is MY sitting room, I have a right to be here. What's your excuse? " he asked, hands folded across his chest. He looked really good. The blond hair was handsomely tousled with the fringe falling seductively over his silver grey eyes. His lips were curled in a sneer that made him look like a badass. He was wearing the same outfit she saw him in at Hogsmeade. The black silk shirt was beautifully cut and his black denim pants were neatly pressed, without a single crease on it. Ginny was mentally salivating at the sight of the gorgeous Draco Malfoy.
// Why does he have to look so yummy? If I could eat him, he would have been swallowed in two seconds flat. //
" Well.ummm. you see, I was. umm. just exploring and I.. ermm. found this room. I didn't know it was yours. Got to go now. Bye." Ginny stammered as she moved towards the door that she had come through. She ran and closed the door behind her. Draco gave chase but was too late. The door had closed behind her and had camouflaged back into the wall. He skimmed his hands along the wall but failed to find the doorknob.
// I didn't know there was a door there. I wonder how she found it. What's behind that door? She looked good. No, that's an understatement. She looked delicious! All that red hair, the low-rise jeans she was wearing, even that Quidditch jersey makes me want to swallow her in one gulp. I can still smell her scent. What am I going to do about her? Why can't I just talk nicely to her?//
Draco collapsed into one of the over-stuffed armchairs, sighing. He really liked Ginny. Hell, he loves her and he's utterly confused. He didn't know when that feeling developed nor how did it happen. He didn't want to think about what would happen if her six brothers found out about his feelings about her especially that Weasel. He rubbed his face with his hands and ran his fingers through his hair. Draco got up and went back to his dorm room to wash up for dinner.
// Damn it! I hate feeling confused! //
Meanwhile, back in Ginny's room, Ginny was sitting on the floor with her back against the wardrobe door. Her forehead was resting on her knees." Now I know why there was a dragon on the door. I wonder why he has his own sitting room. Does the sitting room link to his dorm room? " she said to no one in particular. Looking up at the clock above her canopy bed, she realized that if she didn't wash up in the next fifteen minutes, she's going to be late for dinner. Having had a quick shower and stepping into clean clothes, Ginny stepped out of the portrait hole and walked to the Great Hall, passing the Fat Lady. As she was turning around the corner of the corridor, she heard someone call out her name. Turning back, she saw that Ron and the rest of the Dream Team were jogging up to her.
"What is It Ron?" she asked rather impatiently. Her anger at him for leaving without telling them had cooled down considerably after getting her new room. She can't believe that he would just leave them, just to shag his girlfriend senseless.
"Nothing, just thought we'll go down to dinner together," Ron said as he fell in step with her, placing his arm around her shoulders.
"What ever," Ginny replied, shrugging Ron's arm off. The anger that had cooled down started to simmer when Ron started to chat animatedly about his purchases at Hogsmeade, forgetting totally that he had ditched his sister and best friend for a shag-fest. Fortunately they arrived at the Great Hall and Ginny was spared from hearing anymore from Ron.
// I seriously think there's something wrong with Hermione for loving that idiotic brother of mine. He just won't shut up! Maybe the sex is good. Eeuugh!!! Nope, not going to think about it. Too disgusting. Don't want to know about their sex life.//
The four of them sat at the back end of the house table, as the rest of the place was full. Dinner was delicious as usual. Ginny was ravenous from after exploring her new room. Being angry with her brother and his girlfriend also contributed to the hunger. She tucked into the potatoes and chicken with much enthusiasm. Ginny was about to reach for her second helping of Sheppard's pie when she felt a prickling sensation at the back of her neck, as if someone was staring at her. She scanned the entire hall and was about to turn back to her food when her eyes met a pair of silver grey at the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy was giving her the most sensual look she had ever seen, as if he was undressing her with his eyes. Ginny could feel the heat rising up her neck. Upon seeing the blush staining Ginny's cheeks prettily, Draco smiled sexily at her, winked and blew her a kiss.
Shocked at what Draco did, Ginny dropped the fork she was holding, as well as her jaw. " Something wrong? You look shocked," Harry asked when he saw Ginny gaping in the general direction of the Slytherin table.
" Nothing wrong. Just saw something. Don't worry," Ginny replied as she went under the table to pick up her fork. Under it, Ginny saw something that would scar her for life. Hermione's hand was fondling the Weasley family jewels in Ron's unzipped pants. The fork forgotten, Ginny clutched her eyes in a bid to close out the horror and backed out from under the table, knocking over her chair and hitting her head on the table. She finally got out form under the table screaming, " My eyes! My eyes! I think I've gone blind!" Harry quickly rushed to her and asked, " What happened? What happened? You ok?" Everyone, except Ron and Hermione, stood up to see what caused the commotion.
Ginny was still shuddering in disgust as Harry helped her to her feet. Her anger at the lovebirds returned with a vengeance and she stormed towards Ron and Hermione, who just realised that Ginny saw their under-the-table activity.
"Both of you are just disgusting!" she screamed, pointing her finger at them. "You left Harry and me waiting for two hours while you went back here to fuck yourselves senseless. Not only that, you left behind your used items on the floor, waiting to be stepped on by a poor unsuspecting soul, namely ME! Can't you just go through a day without touching each other? It's disgusting to see the both of you groping at each other in public. What I just saw will scar me for life! I'm ashamed to be related to you Ronald Weasley! Thank God I got my own room now. I don't have to worry about barging in a find both of you in various states of undress or positions!" Ginny stormed out of the Hall, without realising that a pair of silver grey eyes followed her exit.
"Ginny! Ginny, wait!" Ron called out to his sister and tried to follow her out. As his pants were still unzipped, it fell to his ankles, revealing a pair of unbuttoned blue and white checked boxers. Everyone in the Hall burst out laughing as he tripped on his pants and fell down with a thud. Most of them caught on to what had happened under the table and laughed even harder. Hermione was turning pink and tried to hide under the table. Ron finally got up and tried to pull up his pants. All of a sudden, Ron screamed and fell over to the floor, curling up in a foetal position. Dean, who was sitting next to him, dropped down beside Ron to see what had happened. Dean winced at the sight of Ron's package stuck in the zipper (a/n: like in Something About Mary).
The next thing anyone knew was, Ron screaming like a girl and Dean shouting, " He's bleeding! Somebody help!" Madam Pomfrey rushed from the head table and conjured up some bandages and a stretcher. A very worried Hermione used the bandages to stop the bleeding as she and Madam Pomfrey floated Ron to the Hospital Wing. The rest of the Hall got to their feet to get a better look at them. The moment Ron left, the Hall was in an uproar as everyone started talking about the drama that had taken place.
Draco watched Harry leave the Hall in search of Ginny with mixed feelings. He felt bad that he caused her to drop her fork and thus saw her Granger touching her brother under the table. He wanted to go after her and apologise but knew that it would be very weird. Besides, he doesn't know how she feels about him. He pushed his food around his plate, having lost his appetite after what happened to Weasley. Every male in the Hall, winced when they realised that Weasley had caught himself in the zipper. Draco abruptly dropped his fork onto his plate and mumbled to Blaise that he was going for a walk.
// I wonder where she went. Can't talk to her now coz Potter will be there. May be later.. //
Ginny had stormed off to the lake to blow off some steam. She dropped down by a boulder and started flinging pebbles in to the lake. She watched the pebbles skip across the surface of the lake, causing ripples to disrupt the reflection of the moon that had just started to rise. Floating lanterns along the pathway dimly lighted the school grounds. A gentle breeze teased tendrils of hair from her face, making them dance in the air. Her back leaning against the boulder, Ginny wrapped her arms around her knees as she thought about the drama during dinner and the cause of it.
// Damn that Ron! Hermione too! Can't keep their hands of each other! Why don't they just stay in their room? It's a lot more peaceful, not to mention that I get to eat in peace. It's all Malfoy's fault! If he didn't shock me so much, I wouldn't have dropped my fork and I wouldn't have seen what I saw. //
Ginny shuddered at the memory of Ron and Hermione.
// But why did he do that in the first place? What is that Ferret up to? He did look gorgeous. He must have taken a shower right before he came down for dinner. His hair looked damp. I wonder what it feels like to run my fingers through them. Wait! I already did that. His hair is as silky as it looks. He smells really nice too. Like sandalwood and male. He makes my heart beat faster just by looking at me. Why is that? //
Ginny was so lost in thought that she didn't realise that Harry had come up from behind her. She let out a blood-curdling scream when he tapped her shoulder.
"Why did you do that for?!" Harry exclaimed as he rubbed his ears, trying to restore his hearing.
"What were you doing sneaking up on me?! What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be having dinner like everyone else?" Ginny shouted back.
"Something happened after you left. Ron's in the Hospital Wing."
Ginny let out a sigh, shoulders drooping. She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples before asking, "What did he do now?"
"Caught his privates in the zipper while trying to put on his pants. It got worse when they undid the zipper. He was bleeding all the way to the infirmary when I left to get you." Harry shuddered at the memory of Ron groaning as he floated past. Harry had the urge to check that his package was all right but managed to stop himself.
Ginny winced at the thought of what happened to her brother. "How am I going to explain this to my mother?" she sighed. "At least we won't be seeing Ron and Hermione groping at each other for some time. Serves him right for not being able to control their urges. Come on, let's go see how he's doing," she continued.
Both of them made their way to the hospital wing in silence, their sneakers not making a sound on the stone floor. Ginny was lost in thought about Draco's actions during dinner and didn't realise that they had arrived until Harry grabbed her wrist as she was about to pass the infirmary door. She mouthed thank you to Harry as they both stepped through the door. Ginny pushed the curtain partition gently and found Ron lying in bed with his legs spread apart underneath the blanket. She didn't want to know if he was wearing anything underneath. Hermione, who was sitting next to the bed holding Ron's hand, looked up at them. She gave both Harry and Ginny a tremulous smile, her cheeks turning pink as she remembered that Ginny had seen her hand in Ron's pants. Ginny gave her a small smile and went over to the other side of the bad.
"Oh Ron, what am I going to tell mum?" she whispered to him.
Ron turned pale at the mention of their mother. He opened his mouth to say something but no sound escaped. Taking pity on him, Ginny said, "Don't worry. I'll think about something. Just rest ok Ron? No funny business though."
The couple turned red, hanging their heads low and nodded to show their agreement. The four of them chatted for a while until Madam Pomfrey shooed them out of the hospital wing. Harry, Hermione and Ginny walked back to the Gryffindor tower. Harry left Hermione at the Fat Lady and escorted Ginny back to her room. As they walked in silence, Harry asked," What did you see that shocked you into dropping your fork?"
Surprised by the question, Ginny just shrugged not wanting to tell him that Draco had blew her a kiss. "Was it something that Malfoy did?" Harry pressed.
" What. what made you say that?" Ginny stammered.
"I've seen him look at you all the time. Is he the guy you're confused about? Wait, is he the one that you had a date with?"
Ginny bent her head, not wanting Harry to know that she was blushing. "I don't know what you're talking about. Besides, what were you doing when you saw him look at me?" Ginny asked, wanting to throw the suspicion off her.
As they walked past a torch, Ginny saw that Harry's face was red and knew that he was hiding something. "Were you looking at a girl at the Slytherin table?" Harry blushed even harder at her question. "Come on, tell me. Tel me, tell me, tell me."
"Ok, how about I make a deal with you. You tell me who the guy that's making you so confused and I'll tell you who I was looking at," Harry said.
" Deal. You first."
"That's not fair. I suggested it. You should tell me first," Harry argued. Ginny gave him a look that said wanna-bet. Seeing the determined look on Ginny's face, Harry gave in. "It's Blaise Zabini. I was looking at Blaise Zabini. Now it's your turn."
"Your guess was right. I did have dinner with Malfoy and he does confuse me. During dinner, he winked and blew a kiss at me. That's why I was so shocked. Why were you looking at Zabini anyway? You like her don't you?"
Harry had kept his interest in the Slytherin beauty a secret. He had fallen for her as they fought along side each other in the final battle against Voldermort. Blaise was one of the many Slytherin students that had joined Dumbledore's side during the war. It surprised everyone that only a small minority of the Slytherin students had followed Voldermort. The rest didn't really believe in his cause but had to pretend that they did at their parents' command. After the war, Harry found that he didn't have the courage to talk to Blaise, to ask her out. He loved the way she moved, the sound of her voice. He loved everything about her.
"I love her. Remember the final battle? Deatheaters surrounded both of us near Voldermort's lair. Her father had sent a hex my way but she stepped in front of me and shielded me from it. I've never had anyone sacrifice themselves for me before. The fact that she's the most beautiful woman I've ever met, is just a bonus. I didn't get a chance to talk to her after the war since she was at St. Mungo's for a few months and when we went back to school, she started hanging out with Malfoy. I could only love her from afar." Harry looked so sad that Ginny wrapped his arms around him to give him some comfort.
"You poor baby. Don't worry; I think she likes you too as I've caught her looking at you many times. I'm not sure she's going out with Malfoy. They look more like friends than lovers. Just talk to her ok? You won't know how she feels about you till you talk to her." Ginny said, trying to cheer him up. Harry smiled at her and gave her a hug.
"You always know how to make me feel better Gin. Here we are at you room. You have a good night," Harry said, giving her one last hug before leaving.
In her room, Ginny changed into her pyjamas before going through her nightly routine of washing her face and brushing her teeth. After her nightly ritual, Ginny decided to owl her parents about Ron's condition. Taking out a piece of parchment, she started writing.
Dear Mum and Dad,
I hope that this letter finds both of you in good health. School is as usual, lots of essays to write and spells to remember. I'm actually writing in to tell you that Ron was admitted into the Hospital wing earlier today due to a minor accident. He had accidentally zipped himself while trying to put on his pants. Madam Pomfrey says it's nothing serious, he'll be out in a few days, so please don't worry. Hermione and Harry will make sure that he doesn't fall behind in his schoolwork. I'll make sure that takes care of himself. That's all for now. I'll write in as soon as possible with more updates. Love you.
Lots of love, Ginny
Ginny didn't think her parents wanted to know what really happened during dinner. Half-truths are better than lying about it. Besides, she didn't like lying to them. Rolling up the parchment and setting it aside to be owled the next day, Ginny stretched to remove the kinks in her muscles from all that sitting and thinking about what how to tell her parents about Ron's condition. She slipped under the covers and closed her eyes trying to sleep. After tossing and turning for about forty-five minutes, Ginny gave up and decided that some reading would cure her insomnia.
Ginny was an avid reader. She read everything from romance to biographies, even the dictionary if she ran out of reading material. Ginny opened the door to the wardrobe and stepped into the room that led to the rest of the secret doors. She opened the door marked with a book and stepped inside. The room was very cosy; the chairs were comfortable and soft. The fire burning in the fireplace warmed the room nicely. Ginny picked out a book in random and settled into one of the armchairs, curling her legs under her. Leaning back, she started to read.
Draco had taken a walk around the school compound and ended back in his dorm room. Lying on his bed, Draco could not get the sight of an angry Ginny out of his head. Her body shaking with fury and her hair messed up from crawling out from under the table, caused his heart to beat wildly. The image of Ginny's angry face caused a sudden tightness in his pants. He got up and went through a door at the back of his wardrobe to enter his sitting room.
Dumbledore had given Draco the room after the war, as a place where he can find solitude. Draco had never told anyone about the room, not even Blaise, as he needed time to himself to handle his grief. His mother had died at Voldermort's hands while she tried to protect him from being forced to joining the Deatheaters. The death of his mother had prompted Draco and his father to join Dumledore's side, with Lucius working as a double agent who was also killed by Voldermort. It was hard on Draco to lose both his parents in a matter of weeks and the room helped him get over his loss.
The room was the same as he had left it earlier. The fireplace burst to life as Draco entered the room, chasing the chill of the room away. He could still smell the lingering scent of Ginny, the mild strawberry scent that stirred his blood.
// I need to find know where the door leads too. I need to see her, at least to apologise to her. If I hadn't shocked her, she wouldn't have dropped her fork and the scene during dinner would not have occurred. //
Draco walked over to the walk that camouflaged the door and tried to find the doorknob again. Disgusted by his failure, Draco leaned against the wall with his elbow supporting his body while he contemplated his next course of action. Suddenly, he felt his elbow and the combined weight of his body depress a button on the wall. He stood away from the wall and noticed the perfectly round stone on the wall was depressed and it caused the camouflage to disappear. And the wooden door was revealed. Draco stepped through the door and found the antechamber with the doors. Draco explored through the music and the poll room before arriving at the door that was marked with a book. He opened the door and found himself staring at the beautiful redhead who made his heart beat wildly with just a look.
Draco quietly entered the room, not wanting to disturb the reading girl but his entrance was discovered when Ginny suddenly looked up, as if sensing his presence.
"What are you doing here? How did you find this room?" Ginny asked annoyed and suspiciously.
"I found this room the same way you left MY sitting room," Draco replied as he moved towards her. " Nice room," he said as he sat in the armchair in front of Ginny.
"What do want?" Ginny asked again.
"Nothing, I was just exploring but since I found you, I need to talk to you."
"What do you want to talk about? I don't have anything to say to you. It's all your fault! If you hadn't shocked me, I wouldn't have seen that. that.. scene! I want you to leave now!" Ginny stood up and pointed to the door.
"That's what I want to talk to you about," Draco said. He stood up and walked over to Ginny, who took a step back with every step that Draco took. Ginny finally backed into a sofa and fell into it as Draco stood in front of her. "I want to apologise to you," he said as he knelt down in front of her. "I didn't mean to make you drop your fork. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?"
Ginny's brows drew together and she eyed him suspiciously before saying, "Why are you being so nice?"
Draco sighed and stood up and turned away form Ginny. He ran his fingers through his hair and rubbed his face before turning back. "I have feelings for you, ever since I saw you treating the wounded, and me, during the war. It didn't matter at that time that I used to make fun of you and your family. You still treated me like everyone else. And when I saw you again at the beginning of the year and after we had dinner, these feelings deepened. Every time I saw you with Potter, I feel all these rage and I didn't understand it."
"What are you trying to say Malfoy?"
"Please call me Draco, Ginny."
"Fine but what are you trying to say?"
"I love you Ginny and I want you to be mine," Draco whispered as he knelt down in front of her again and held her petite hands in his. They stared into each other's eyes but a sudden popping of the firewood broke the magic. Ginny let go of his hands and stood up to move to the other end of the room.
"What about Zabini? What will she say about her boyfriend being with another girl?"
"Zabini? My girlfriend?" Draco asked confusedly. Then he started to laugh, "Blaise isn't my girlfriend, she's interested in Potter. I don't understand why but she likes him."
In Ginny's mind, she smiled as she had confirmed what she thought earlier. Blaise does like Harry. Ginny felt confused about Draco's declaration. She has feelings for him but she didn't know what they were. She felt flattered that the heartthrob of Hogwarts wants to be with her but she needed to sort out her feelings for him. Turning back to Draco, she said, "I'm confused. I have feelings for you too but I need to figure them out. Please give me time."
"I'll give you all the time you need," Draco said as he walked towards her. He cupped her face in his palms and said, "Just let me know when you decide." Draco bent his head and brushed his lips gently on hers. He let go of her face and left her in the library alone.