Author: Pippin
Rating: This Chapter is PG-13 but the R will kick in later in the later Chapters. I'm still working on that.
Pairings: Obvious. Virginia Weasley and Draco Malfoy.
Summary: Virginia Weasley is just a normal teenager, going through what all teenagers go through. She's at Hogwarts again for another year of school and it's her sixth. She has close relationships with her friends but can that all change? Will she feel the same all at the end of the year or will this year change her life? Make a new path for her unsure future? Will this all change when a certain Silver haired boy comes into the picture? Read to find out and not exactly a happy ending.
Note: Story is written through Virginia Weasley's eyes.
Authors Note: Hey everyone! Sorry I took SO long in updating but I've been having some problems in my life and I just got it back on track! Thank you all for your LOVELY reviews! *huggies and kisses* to you! ^-^ I really do like them and Sorry for keeping you all out in the dark for yonks but here is more ficcy for you so enjoy! ... That is if you can!
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Chapter Eight - Silver Eyes/Steely Gaze
A few weeks had passed since the encounter with the youngest Malfoy. Daniel questioned about me being late for class and my reason for ending up in that situation. I simply told him, I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. A time where Malfoy happened to be about. I, of course, questioned him as well. His reason behind being late for class. He had been helping some first years get to class after they all collided into one another, scattering books, parchment and ink bottles all over the hall. That was the excuse we used to our Transfiguration Professor, Professor McGonagall.
Arriving at the Transfiguration classroom was one of the most embarrassing incidents that had happened so far during back at Hogwarts. Daniel and I rushed to the room and made our 'grand' entrance that the Professor wasn't too delighted about. Professor McGonagall turned a bit of a blind eye till the end of class in which she requested that both, Daniel and me, stay behind to explain ourselves. Charlotte and I made up as soon as the class started to get back on track. She was curious why I was late and was sure I wouldn't take that long in packing up. She asked about my whereabouts and I told her that I'd tell her later.
I sat in my seat with a read face for the whole lesson. I kept a low profile for the entire class. Of course curious glances came my way now and then. A few curious and suspicious looks from Anna. I bet she wondered why it was us two that were late to class. I'd wonder the same thing if my boyfriend came in late with one of my friends and Daniel couldn't tell her the real reason as he was sitting with Colin and Hugh on the other side of the classroom.
I knew it look strange and it would be more chaotic if everyone found out about Malfoy and his disgusting advances or suggestions. I knew my brother would be furious and would hunt him down.
At the end of class, everyone left except for Daniel and me. When the room cleared, the Professor pounces on us for being late to class on the first day back. We, more Daniel than myself, told her what had happened. She thanked us for being generous for helping the First years and dismissed the incident altogether with just a warning about being later again.
It was one thing to be late but it was another when lying to a Professor. Especially a Professor you looked up to and was your Head of House. I hated being late but I hated lying even more. I asked Daniel not to mention about what happened in the hallway with Malfoy. He hesitated at first but I made him give in.
As for Anna, she was told the First years excuse and she laughed at it. She apologised for the glances she was shooting my way but it didn't matter. For the week guilt was eating at me slowly but it stopped when the weekend came around. I still lingered on about now and then when I saw my friends. Lying to them as well was bad. I didn't want this to become a habit for me and I prayed it wouldn't become one. Colin was a bit skeptical at first. It took me a ten minutes to convince him that was the real reason. I got through the week making people believe the lie but I knew that I wasn't only lying to them but to myself as well.
I saw Malfoy at dinner the day of the incident. He smirked and lifted his eyebrow up at me. It sent chills of fear down my spine. I avoided him as much as possible during classes. I also made sure I had people around me at all times and I also started to pack my bag faster. All this over Malfoy.
Now I started to get into my class routine again. It felt great to be back. Everyone was happy and I was happy, except of course about the whole incident with Malfoy and lying to everyone but besides that, I was doing well and felt happy. Here I sit at my last class for the day, Herbology. Professor Sprout stood out in front of the class showing us this plant that could heal wounds. Yawning silently, I pulled a piece of parchment out of my bag and started to list the things I needed to do tonight for homework. The list so far showed: Potions Essay, Transfiguration homework, History of Magic - read pages and Care of Magical of Creatures write up. That was my homework. All due in tomorrow or the next day. Seeing today was Wednesday, I usually went to the library with Charlotte and Tina to do homework together. As my thoughts of homework and what to do trailed on, I felt a soft jab at my left side. Turning my head, I saw Charlotte smiling at me.
"Hey Gin, you coming to the library after dinner tonight?" she asked as she started to pack her stuff into her bag.
"Yeah of course," I answered, screwing a lid of an ink bottle into place.
"What time do you want to go?" she questioned brushing dirt off her desk.
"Um, whenever really. I don't mind. What did Tina say?" I asked picking my bag up and placing it on my lap. Placing my books in carefully to make sure the bag was filled properly and wouldn't waste a lot of space, I looked over to Charlotte.
"She said she didn't mind," as soon as the words left her mouth, the bell had rang dismissing class, "Come on Gin. I want to take these books back up to our dorm and then talk to Anna and Tina before dinner."
Nodding my head to her proposal, I swung my bag over my shoulder and pushed the chair in. Everyone was already filing out and Charlotte and I just joined them. Walking out of the classroom and into the fresh air of Hogwarts grounds, I felt calmed and relaxed. That Herbology lab was getting hot. Charlotte and I walked across the bright green grass that looked nourished and looked after, we headed towards the castle.
Climbing the Entrance Stairs, we caught up with Colin and Hugh. They seemed to be fighting about something.
"What is it now?" Charlotte asked readjusting the bag on her shoulder.
"Guess what Charl," Hugh said shaking his head and looking at both of us.
"What Hugh?" Charlotte asked dripping with sarcasm. She seemed not to be in a good mood today. Rolling her eyes, she tried to go forward but Hugh blocked her way, "Move if your not going to tell me. I'm in a hurry."
"And why is that?" he questioned smiling. When he saw Charlotte frown, the smiled wiped off his face, "All right, don't have to get all mad at me. What is with you today?"
Hugh was really testing Charlotte's patients today. This could all go wrong and before it did, I spoke up stepping in front of Charlotte to give her time to breath. When you got her upset or in a crabby mood, look out and take cover.
"Nothing is wrong with her. Just say what you were going to say," I said moving slightly to my left. Hugh turned his eyes on me. We looked at each other and I pleaded with him to not go further. He rolled his eyes and gave a nod that looked unnoticeable if I hadn't been paying attention.
"Colin here thinks that the Chudley Cannons should get a new seeker! Don't you think he's mad?!" Hugh asked us both outraged.
Quidditch. It was about Quidditch. Boys and their sports. I know that Colin had requested this special thing to be set up in his home that let him view the Chudley Cannons when they played. He had it put in a few summers before and had been obsessed with the sport ever since. Before I responded Charlotte had her say.
"Hugh you stopped me to ask if I thought that Colin was mad because he thinks that the Chudley Cannons should get a new seeker?" Charlotte asked. It was clearly visible she was going to get mad. She wasn't happy and the boys were making it worse.
Hugh nodded his head. Colin spoke up.
"What's wrong with thinking that?" Colin asked. He looked at Hugh, Charlotte and then me. His eyes silently asking mine to side with him.
"There isn't anything wrong with that it's just, I am a busy person and I have places to be and you boys stop me here to tell me about Quidditch and their seekers. I'm sorry boys but I am not as obsessed with the sport as you two are and every other wizard in this world. Now, if you would please move out of my way, I'd like to get back to my dorm," Charlotte said and we knew that the discussion including her was over. She wasn't going to stand there for another minute to hear talk about Quidditch. Charlotte never saw anything interesting in Quidditch. Yes she liked it and liked to watch it but that was it. She never went over the fine line of liking Quidditch and being obsessed. In her world, social life existed most of the time. Usually she wouldn't have snapped at the boys like that but today she had been different. Sometimes I didn't understand my best friend.
"Uh, sorry Charl," Colin said moving out of the way and standing next to me.
Charlotte throw her arms in the air as she walked passed us. It was like I became invisible for a split second before she turned around to face me.
"I'll see you later Gin. I've got a headache now," Charl said before turning back around and walking through the Great Oak doors.
I stood there and then Hugh recovered his voice first.
"There is really something wrong with her today," he said looking at the door still. I turned to face him.
"Don't worry about it Hugh. She's just not enjoying today. You know how Charl gets sometimes," I said taking a few steps closer to him. I reached out and placed my hand gently on his shoulder. He turned his face and looked me in the eyes.
"You believe me right?" he asked, a smile creeping on his features.
"Believe what?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"That Colin is mad," he answered chuckling.
"I am not mad!" Colin interjected before I could answer.
I turned to face Colin to see him smiling. His teeth really white in the afternoon sun.
"I really don't know," I answered and dropped my hand back by my side, "Is that all you wanted to know?"
"Yeah. Where you off to then?" Hugh asked.
I turned to walk up the reminder of the stairs and enter the doors of Hogwarts.
"Just up to my dorm to drop my things off and I think I'll go for a walk. I need some fresh air," I said getting closer to the doors.
"Oh okay," I heard Colin say behind me.
We walked up the Entrance stairs right by the Great Hall and headed for Gryffindor Tower.
The boys back walked talking about the Chudley Cannons and various things about their classes. They asked for my thoughts now and then. We walked up and was faced with the picture that guarded our tower, the Fat Lady. Saying the password, the three of us entered. I headed straight up to my dorm and placed my things on my bed. I saw a note sitting on my bed. Picking it up, I sat myself down on my bed. I unfolded the note and read what it said.
Lying is not good. Especially for some Gryffindor.
Dropping the note, I stood up and it fell to the floor. Who knew about the incident with Malfoy? No one did unless someone else was watching and didn't say anything during the whole scene. My head ached with thoughts and my body started to go into overdrive with fear. Why was I worried and frightened? This was just some person probably playing some sick joke. No, that can't be it. I raised my hands to the side of my head and started to rub my temples to stop the hurting in my head. It didn't make sense. This was really stupid and I'm getting all worked up for nothing.
My breathing had changed and the lack of air going to my brain took it's toll. Opening my eyes, everything was just blurry. Dropping my hands, I started to breath in and out deeply. Trying to calm my nerves. I clenched and unclenched my fists as my lungs took in the air. After a few moments, my body had calmed down and my breathing had gone back to normal. My eyes drifted to the note on the floor. Feeling guilty once again, I needed air. Somewhere out of here.
Taking my eyes off the note and directing them towards the door, I rushed to it and swung the door open. Closing it tightly, I rushed down the stairs and into the Common Room where I saw Ron and Harry sitting on the couch by the fire.
"Hey there Gin," Hermione called out. I looked to where the voice came from and saw her smiling. She was practically covered with piles of books from various classes. Parchment and ink bottles littered the small table.
"Hi," I said. Moving down the last few steps. My shoes thumped on the floor as I they touched the bottom of the short stair case. I saw Harry and Ron look at me. The look on my face must be showing something as their faces looked worried.
"Are you all right Gin?" Ron asked, concern visible in his voice. I saw Harry nod his head in agreement. His emerald green eyes locked with mine as if trying to find answers.
"Oh...yeah. I'm fine. I just forgot something in the library earlier today," I lied. There I go again. Lying. Why was I doing this to myself? I guess I just didn't want to cause more problems for my brother or was it cause I didn't want any one to worry? What ever the real reason is, it better be good.
"I hate when that happens," Hermione piped up, nodding her head as her quill sat in the palm of her hand, waiting for her to continue her homework.
I smiled weakly. A lump of guilt building in my throat. Swallowing hard, I headed towards the portrait hole.
"Well, I'm going to go get my book," I said, "I'll talk to you all later then. Bye."
"Bye," they all said at different times.
Upon exiting the portrait hole, I broke out into a short jog. Getting away from there as soon as possible and as far as possible. I just didn't like lying and I just did it. Why must I go through this? I headed down various staircase till I reached my fifth one. I stopped and breathed in deeply. Closing my eyes as I breathed, helped me in so many ways that one can't explain. It relaxed me. It calmed me. I placed my hands on my hip, trying to still steady my breath. I didn't know where Charlotte was and I lost track of where Colin and Hugh went. There was Harry, Ron and Hermione but now they think I'm out to get my book and I wasn't going to climb all five sets of staircases to get back to Gryffindor Tower when I just flee from there.
Opening my eyes, I looked around me. There was three ways I could either go. One was to the left, the other on my right and then, another staircase. Looking at all directions and possibilities, I decided to go left. I walked slowly in that direction, my feet dragging along the stone floor. My footsteps bounced off the walls. I kept my head down and watched as my feet moved. One step at a time. My hair rushed forward and bounced merrily at the sides of my face. Sighing I looked up and saw a dark hallway to my right and a dimly lit hallway to my left. They were both dark but which one to choose. Seeing I choose left, I decided to go right.
I walked down dark hallway. It was in complete darkness. Why did I pick this way again? Not really caring any more for than a split second, I kept on walking slowly. My breathing had finally gone back to normal but my head buzzed with so many thoughts. Walking further into the dark hallway that just reached out to me and swallowed me whole, I wanted to turn back. The hallway had gotten colder and colder with every step I took. I stopped and wrapped my robe around me tightly, my fists having a firm grip on the material. I looked down the hallway to darkness.
This is where I was heading with all my lying, Darkness. It unnerved me and I didn't want to travel any more down into nothingness. I turned to head back towards the light that seemed so far away in the distance. A little speck of yellow showing. Just as I took a step forward, I bumped into something. I just kept bumping into things, well people. After bumping into them, I took a step back and saw a pair of silver orbs shine faintly above me. Seeing it was dark, the blackness of the hallway swallowed any other evidence that would give it away. Whatever it was. I tried to side step the object and break out into a run to get out of the deserted, dark hallway, the thing anticipated it and grabbed my shoulders roughly and swung my body to my left side. It was another person.
My feet followed unwillingly and my back came into contact with a solid, cold wall. My head fell back and hit the wall with a little thump. This was just great. I wonder into a dark hallway and get attacked. I shut my eyes not wanting to see the harsh reality of what was actually happening but their hands gripped my shoulders more firmly and tightly till I winced slightly in pain. I hunched my shoulders towards my head trying to fight the pain but as I did so, more pain shot through my body. This is my fault. I wanted to come down this way and now, I must face my decision.
My breathing became ragged and it came out with little huffs. The fingers of the hands, sent waves of chills up and down my spine but not as much as when I felt the hot breath of the person come near my ear.
Their breathing was calm unbelievingly. The hot air rushed passed my ears and sent wave after wave of chills up and down my spine. I could feel myself slightly shiver from fear. Fear of not knowing what was going to happen next. I tried to brace myself. The hotness of the breath scared me. Even though I was trapped between the wall and this person, I hadn't lost my senses and I could feel them come closer to me, the body heat bouncing off. The dark hallway came hot but as the heat surrounded me, it disappeared immediately upon hearing the cold voice of the person.
"If lying isn't enough, you go wondering down dark hallways. Tsk tsk tsk Weasley. What is ever happening to you?" Malfoy drawled.
The voice chilled me right the bone. Now I'm sure I'm in for it but me being in a panic stricken mode, I snapped. I never handled situations like these in the most sensible manner. I opt for the other option which came from being a Weasley.
"Well, if not being hated by everyone is enough, you have to attack females in dark corridors," I spat at him. I opened my eyes and saw faint darkness. My eyes took a while to get used to the dark but they managed.
He just chuckled softly and removed his head by my side to the front to stare at me.
"You never think smart in situations like these, don't you?" he asked thoroughly amused.
I looked away from him. His eyes were shining brightly in the darkness. The whites of his eyes showed off in the dark. Playing around and blending in with its surroundings with silver visible. The dark hallway didn't seem to be too dark now, it was dangerous instead.
"Weasley you seem to cause so much trouble for everyone. No one is here to save you now. No bloody Ents to show up to be your saviour, nothing. Absolutely nothing," he said, his hot breath still hitting my face, "I heard that you didn't tell the truth to McGonagall. Tsk Tsk Tsk. A Gryffindor lying? I thought I'd never see the day."
Sighing, I hit my head against the stone wall and closed my eyes. I spoke to him, my eyes still shut.
Why are you repeating yourself Malfoy? Oh that's right, you love your voice so much," I said taking a quick intake of breath as if it was my last, "So let me guess, it was you that sent that letter to me?" I asked, my body tensing slightly.
"You'd be right and if we were playing with money, you'd be a sickle richer," he said lazily as he held tightly onto my shoulders. I'm going to have to explain a lot of marks after this little 'encounter'. He seemed to yet again ignore the comments I threw at him.
"Why bother Malfoy? Why pick on my family?" I asked stupidly. Like he was going to answer me truthfully.
"Because Weasley, it's fun," he stated nonchalantly.
"You've got a sick sense of humor then Ferret," I might as well throw me head down and say I give up. I was pushing his buttons why too much.
He just chuckled lowly. That sent more chills up my already chill tortured spine. With my eyes still closed, I couldn't see him which was for the better but I could just imagine him. His silver eyes boring into my own and his stupid smirk plastered on his face. Oh what a sight.
"Are you finished?" I asked getting annoyed. I didn't come out of Gryffindor Tower to be attacked.
"No, not quite yet," he answered simply.
Letting out a breath I held, I opened my eyes to nothing. No white of eyes, no silver specks shining at me, taunting me. Then it hit me, there was no hot breath any more nor a hot body pressed closed to mine. Nothing. He had left and I had been saved by some sort of angel. Counting my lucky stars and blessings, I sighed nosily. Opening and closing my eyes, trying to see if what I saw, was the real reality. It was. Sighing with relief I was about to move when I heard a voice.
"Watch out Weasley, I've already told you, I'm not finished yet," Malfoy said in a cruel, blood curdling voice that hit me deep inside.
Caught up in the moment, my legs gave out and I slid all the way down to the cold stone floor. My legs bent by my side and my feet just touching my backside. My right hand automatically reached for my foot to draw it closer to me for little comfort as I leaned on my left. Water was springing to my eyes. Why was my life hard? So confusing? Why did I even bother with Malfoy? All questions swirled in my mind as my head rested on the stone wall for support. I closed my eyes and felt the water dribble down my cheeks. They couldn't be held back any longer. With the hand I leaned on, I removed it from the cold floor and brought it up to my chest with a clenched fist. A fist to my heart. A fist to everything bad that happened. A fist to Malfoy and all these stupid, sick encounters we joined in.
Crying out in pain seemed the best option. As I pulled my feet closer to me, I tightened my fist. The nails just pressing into the flesh softly. My breathing came out of control again. My lungs begging for air. I choked on my sobs. Trying to hold it all back. What did Malfoy want with me? Well, whatever it is, I don't want any part of it. At that very moment, I promised not to bother with the likes of him. I'll ignore him. Let him show what he's going to do and then retaliate to it, if possible. Choking back some last minute sobs, I opened my eyes and started to get up slowly. When I was standing at my full height, I brushed my robes off. Even though I was still in the dark corridor. Taking a few more breathes, I started to head towards the light. When the light hit my face, I felt much better.
After standing there for a few more minutes, I rushed to the bathroom to clean up and then head down to the Great Hall, hoping they'd be serving dinner early. I walked to the bathrooms, checking corners and hallways. I reached the bathroom unharmed and everything went all right after that as well. I got cleaned up and then headed down to the Great Hall, just like I had planned. I kept my head down, away from all the stares from people. My eyes were a bit red. Only the edges were rimmed with red. I stopped in front of the Great Hall and looked at the doors. Might as well go in, even if they aren't serving dinner. I pushed the doors opened and saw a few people sitting at their respectful House tables. I walked over to my and plopped down in my chair.
All through the time I sat at the Gryffindor House table, I thought about lots of things. Mainly teenage life. A while after, students started to arrive and take their seats. Charlotte came in with Anna, Tina, Daniel, Hugh and Colin. The three Gryffindors headed towards our table while Tina took her seat at the Ravenclaw table and Anna and Daniel at the Hufflepuff table. I got questions about my eyes and I just answered with, "A bug flew in my eye." They believed it. They didn't care too much about it and neither did I. Dinner passed by uneventfully. I kept my head down low for the whole time, just staring at my plate that was rimmed with gold. After dinner, I went to the library as planned with the girls. Hugh and Colin decided to join as well. That was also uneventful. That night I fell asleep thinking about tomorrow and if anything would happen and if they concerned a silver haired and silver eyed person with a cruel personality. A thought passed my head, Malfoy had a picture of Hermione. Why? All my thoughts swirled and I figured if he bugged me again, I'll spill about the photo. Not that I like gossip or picking on someone for liking someone, I can't exactly speak myself. I liked the famous Harry Potter for quite some time and now it was finally fading. There was still a part of me that belonged to him and always will.
The next day, nothing happened. No Malfoy attacking me, no lying, everything was fine. The days passed and soon enough, two weeks had already passed. I was in my own world that involved; homework, friends and my dreamland. In classes, I'd pay attention and after and in between classes, I talked to Charlotte. Then there was my dreamland where all my future dreams sprung to life, keeping the real me alive. Today was officially over. No one more classes. We had finished for the day but only to resume tomorrow for another long day of learning. I was walking back from Transfiguration in my own dreamland while my friends chatted amongst themselves. I still focused where I was walking but my mind drifted off elsewhere. In a peaceful, fine place just like reality to me now or so it seemed. To everyone else around me, they saw the real reality that I seemed to be oblivious to.
We were about to go outside for some fresh air when my friends stopped walking and I kept going. Not knowing that they had stopped till the loud chatter of their voices finally stopped in my mind. My dreamland vanished with a cloud of smoke and I saw the Entrance Hall and students walking here and there. I turned to see my friends just a few meters behind me and they all had small smiles on their faces along with a mischievous gleam in their colourful eyes. I had no clue what was going on. Annoyed that they hadn't even told me what they were going on about, I walked back towards them. I stopped in front of the three of them. I clicked my fingers and all their eyes snapped forward toward me. I placed my hands on my hips and raised my eyebrows.
"What? What is it? Why have you stopped?" I asked looking at each one of them. My eyes ended up on Charlotte who stood in the middle of the three.
"You tell her," Tina said softly and in a low tone so only three of us could hear. She nudged Charlotte with her elbow.
"Tell me what?" I asked.
"Um," Anna said her eyes dancing away from the scene. Before I was about to throw my hands in the air and leave, Charlotte spoke up.
"Gin, if we told you, don't go all mad or say, 'that's not true,' all right?" Charlotte asked, her smile fading and a serious look in her eye told me to not over react to whatever she was about to say.
I nodded my head, not sure if I wanted to hear this but even still, I had to hear it and there would be no better way than from your friends.
"Okay Gin," she started taking a breath. This was serious, "Have you noticed any one looking at you? Like staring at you?"
"No..." I said trailing off totally confused and my face showed it as Tina reached over and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"It's all right Gin," she said softly as she rubbed my shoulder gently. A small smile graced her lips.
"Then what is it?" I asked wanting to know what this all was about.
"I think if you saw for yourself, you'd understand better. Gin turn around and look over toward the wall to the far right," Charlotte said nodding her head in the direction.
Scared of finding out, I bit my lip and closed my eyes. I turned slowly and opened my eyes slowly. My eyes fell to the wall on the far right. There stood the person I wanted least to do with. The very reason for me hiding in my dreamland and spending lots of time with my friends in case I got attacked again. Draco Malfoy. My mouth fell open and I felt my throat dry up. My eyes grew large as I stared into the silver pupils of Malfoy. Those silver orbs just glued to my hazelnut brown eyes. He smirked and turned to head down towards the dungeons. I stared after him till I felt a hand on my shoulder. I spun around, my hair flying everywhere. I closed my mouth and tried to open it to say something but nothing came out. I shook my head and felt my eyebrows knit together in utter confusion.
They weren't talking about Malfoy were they? Come on, he wouldn't be looking at me. Me, a Weasley. The youngest of the Weasley family. I looked at each of their faces.
"He's been looking after you for a week and a half, Gin. Is there something going on?" Tina asked, her face etched with concern for me.
"Of course not! What do you's take me for?!" I asked my voice raising. I couldn't believe this. Malfoy was staring after me for a week and a half and they didn't tell me?! More worse, they thought something was going on between me and that ferret! A verbal argument was all that was between the two of us. Nothing more.
"Gin!" Charlotte said, her voice raising. Her face showed concerned and her eyebrow raised worriedly, "Calm down. We thought he was having an eye problem. We didn't notice it was you he was staring at till just then. We just thought that he was plotting some sick plan to get at some Gryffindor Sixth Years. Never did we think it was you his eyes were trailing after in the hallways and at meal times."
"It's true Gin," Anna said her eyes finally locking onto mine, "It's obvious he's up to something. We wanted to see if it was a certain someone he was looking at so...we stopped walking. Then we saw it. His eyes followed you as you walked on ahead of us."
I'm I hearing right or I'm I in a really bad nightmare? I shook my head not believing it. Could what my friends be saying be true? Sure, Malfoy was up to something, he always was, wasn't he? I could feel the blood drain from my face as I stared at their faces. They were serious and this was just not some horrible joke they had planned to play on me. Swallowing the hard lump that had formed in my throat, I began to say something when Tina cut in.
"Oh, Gin, it's nothing to fret over! Besides, Malfoy is good looking, you should be glad he's looking at you. Those silver eyes that swirl and suck you in..." she said trailing off as she stared into nothing. Her eyes all big and a small smile on her features.
"That just proves it's not right!" I said agitated. How can my friend think he's cute? Or good looking?! Please, get a grip on yourself. There are way better guys than Malfoy.
"What's not right? The fact that he stares at you a lot or that he's good looking?" Anna interjected.
"Anna! You shouldn't be saying that! You have a boyfriend!" I said shocked, my mouth hanging slightly open.
"So? It doesn't mean I can't see the truth and you know Ginny, he is cute," Anna said nodding her head, "Don't deny it."
"I am not denying anything of a sort because I know that it isn't true," I said closing my eyes briefly.
"Sure," Anna said winking.
"Girls lets not fight over this. If Gin here thinks that Malfoy isn't good looking, then let her think that and we'll just think what we think! That way it's fair. Just Gin, I think Malfoy is cute and all but, just be careful," Tina said, her smile fading with a look of concern.
"Yeah," Anna and Charlotte said in unison.
"Thanks. I will be and don't worry, nothing will happen because there isn't anything between Malfoy and me," having said that, I gave them all a hug.
"Let's go," Charlotte said as she started to walk once again. Tina and Anna followed shortly after. I trailed a bit at the back, just to collect all my thoughts.
He had been staring at me for a week or so? That was odd. I never noticed but I guess I didn't seeing I kept myself busy and besides, it probably was for the best I didn't notice but now that I do know about this, I guess, I'll just have to be more careful. With that thought and the encounters I had with Malfoy fresh in my mind as a warm, spring day, I rushed to join up with my friends. We walked together, they chatted and I listened but my mind was elsewhere. An image of silver eyes boring into my mind, invading everything I tried to think about. All thoughts on him and his silver eyes.
The afternoon passed with no events happening. It was now dinner time and my friends and myself were lining up with the que upon entering the Great Hall for dinner. I sat myself at Gryffindor table with the rest of my friends. Charlotte sat herself to my left and I had an empty spot to my right but that was filled when I looked back by Harry.
"Hello Ginny," he said quite cheerfully. His smile lighting up his features that stood out from his face. Like a glow shined around him. His emerald green eyes twinkling with delight and happiness.
"Hi Harry," I said smiling back at him. I pushed a strand of hair behind my ears as I continued to stare at the boy I fell for at ten years of age.
"How are you? How are classes and everything?" he asked as he moved down a bit to make room for Ron who sat down beside him.
"I'm fine. Everything is going well. Classes are a bit harder than I expected but hey, what can you do?" I asked laughing slightly. He chuckled softly, his eyes still shining its full potential, "How about you? How are classes and everything?"
"I'm all right. Yeah, classes are hard. Seventh Year is a big difference from all the rest," Harry said.
"Of course it's different Harry. What do you expect? This time next year, we'll be already in the real world!" Hermione interjected as she kissed Ron on the forehead.
Harry turned to see his two best friends in happy bliss. Ron held onto her hand as Hermione took her seat next to him. Harry shook his head slightly and turned back to face me.
"They make a cute couple," I whispered under my breath.
"Yeah they do. They deserve each other," Harry said, quickly looking back and then his eyes fell on me again.
I stared into those eyes. Those emerald green pools that showed care, kindness, bravery and everything that was, well, Harry. He was sweet and everything I dreamed of in a guy but I knew he'd never see passed the fact of me being his best friends little sister. I could only admire him from afar, where it was safe, where I always was ever since my First year at Hogwarts.
"Hello everyone," came another cheerful voice, Amber.
I turned my eyes and saw her take her seat from across myself. Her hair was out and shining wonderfully. Her baby blue eyes sparkled merrily.
"Hi," I said turning to face her.
"Hi," came Harry's voice.
"I can't wait to eat. I'm hungry! All those classes today wore me out!" Amber said rolling her eyes as she leaned on the table.
"Yeah tell me about Amber!" I heard Ron's voice cut in. Amber laughed slightly at Ron's enthusiasm for food.
"Yeah but Ron your always hungry!" Harry said as he slapped Ron on the back. I giggled and the whole of Gryffindor House Table broke out in laughs.
"So? Is there a problem with loving your food?" Ron asked, his small chuckle visible in his voice.
"No as long as you love me more," Hermione pointed out jokingly. Another round of laughs erupted throughout the table.
"There could be some problems there Ron! Food or Hermione?! Tough choice!" Dean called out from down the table.
"There is no problem there Dean, is there Ron?" Hermione asked. I looked at her to see her eyebrow raised as if changeling him to say other wise.
I had to cover my mouth to hold back the giggles that would shortly pass through my mouth. The whole table broke out in laughter again. Gryffindor House Table was very lively this evening but something didn't feel right. I felt watched and it clicked to me. Malfoy. I turned towards the Slytherin House Table. Sure enough, there they were. The two swirls of silver lost in white staring straight at me.
He sat leaning on his elbows. His steely gaze attacking me and taking me over. The coldness of his stare reached every inch of my body, mind and soul. Chilling me to the bone and further. My hazelnut eyes locked with those deadly swirls of steel. They darkened slightly and it did look as if the silver of his eyes were swirling. Eyes locked on eyes. Soul locked on Soul. Everything is read through the eyes or so it is said. Eyes portray every feeling the being is experiencing. Making them vulnerable to the onlooker. With Malfoy, it was different.
His eyes showed no feelings or any emotion. They were blank. Just these dark silver swirls in the mist of white. His face stayed straight. No emotion clear. His hair hung down like a curtain of silver blonde. Silver against silver, hazelnut against silver. Everything about Malfoy was like steel. He shone with coldness and that was his specialty. Just as I was about to look away, he smirked. That famous smirk that he was known for. The smirk that annoyed my brother and his friends. His smirk. Raising an eyebrow, I felt a tap on my right arm. I turned to see Harry smiling. Did he know who I was just staring at? I smiled just to cover up.
"Let's eat," Harry simply said and with that turned to his plate with a big grin. I smiled at him and started to pile food on my plate and as I looked up, I could still see those silver swirls swallowing me whole. I turned away, for what I saw in them feared me. The look of hatred, anger, determination, evil and every bad emotion, poured out of those silver orbs making any heat of a summer day turn to the harsh cold winds of a stormy winter. I shivered involuntary and shut my eyes. The feeling of cold taking over from just one look from those silver eyes and steely gaze.
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A/N: Hey again... Please kindly leave a review, a flame, or anything! I just want to hear what you thought about this chapter! I know it was crap but what do you think? I'm just curious! I'll try and upload the next chapter more quickly! Talk to you all later!
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