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Harry Potter or any of the characters.
One Week Later
Ginny hardly paid attention through any of her classes. Her mind kept wandering to the obligations she had after the school day. Quidditch was beginning to take up a lot of her time, which it shouldn't have been doing, as she never played in a game. Ginny ran up to Harry and began to explain.
"Ginny, you need to practice. We need you." Harry stood on the Quidditch pitch, firebolt in hand, trying to convince Ginny Weasley to stay on the team.
She thought back to all the times she wished she was on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. She remembered just watching from the stands and knowing what went wrong in the game. She couldn't believe that after all that wishing and hoping that one day she'd be on the team, she'd need to quit.
"Is this about Malfoy, Ginny?" Harry looked her directly in the eyes and Ginny suddenly felt as if the ground fell out from beneath her.
"No, but it does have to do with the project that we're working on." Harry's gaze softened. "Harry, this project thing is using up all of my time. I really wish it wasn't, because I can think of many better ways to spend it than with Malfoy. The only problem is; I need to do this for Hogwarts. I feel an obligation to do this."
Harry smirked at her, and Ginny felt suddenly at ease. "Yeah, I get it. It's okay, Ginny."
Ginny smiled, hugged him, and kissed him on the cheek. She bounced on her feet for a moment, then gave him a pleading look. "So, does this mean we're still on for the Halloween dance?"
"Was there ever any doubt? Well, I have to run, Gin, but I'll see you tonight."
"See you, Harry!" She shouted and ran back up the stairs and straight into Draco Malfoy.
"You're late." He spoke and glared down at her.
"Because I had to quit Quidditch so I can spend more time working with you."
"Well you didn't seem to be despising your company." He smirked at her.
"You were spying on me?"
"No, I went looking for you. When you didn't show up to work on the time turner." They were walking quickly down the hallway toward the library.
Ginny stopped and picked something up off the floor. "Is this yours?" She handed it to Draco.
"Yeah it is."
"I've been reading up on American Magical History also." She knew she wasn't friends with Draco Malfoy, but she could at least try to have a helpful working environment.
"Yeah, I thought the magical point in the revolution was interesting." He and Ginny were beginning to enjoy their conversation.
"I know. Who would have thought to warm the river so Washington's army could cross to attack?"
"It was brilliant!" Draco Malfoy found himself doing something he hadn't done for years. He was smiling. It wasn't just one of his usual smirks either. It was a genuine smile, but once he realized what he was doing he quickly wiped it from his face and began to continue with the project at hand.
Ginny never realized that someone could have such a nice smile. She was beginning to like working on the project, but stopped in mid-thought. Did she just have a moment with Draco Malfoy?
One Week Later
Ginny hardly paid attention through any of her classes. Her mind kept wandering to the obligations she had after the school day. Quidditch was beginning to take up a lot of her time, which it shouldn't have been doing, as she never played in a game. Ginny ran up to Harry and began to explain.
"Ginny, you need to practice. We need you." Harry stood on the Quidditch pitch, firebolt in hand, trying to convince Ginny Weasley to stay on the team.
She thought back to all the times she wished she was on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. She remembered just watching from the stands and knowing what went wrong in the game. She couldn't believe that after all that wishing and hoping that one day she'd be on the team, she'd need to quit.
"Is this about Malfoy, Ginny?" Harry looked her directly in the eyes and Ginny suddenly felt as if the ground fell out from beneath her.
"No, but it does have to do with the project that we're working on." Harry's gaze softened. "Harry, this project thing is using up all of my time. I really wish it wasn't, because I can think of many better ways to spend it than with Malfoy. The only problem is; I need to do this for Hogwarts. I feel an obligation to do this."
Harry smirked at her, and Ginny felt suddenly at ease. "Yeah, I get it. It's okay, Ginny."
Ginny smiled, hugged him, and kissed him on the cheek. She bounced on her feet for a moment, then gave him a pleading look. "So, does this mean we're still on for the Halloween dance?"
"Was there ever any doubt? Well, I have to run, Gin, but I'll see you tonight."
"See you, Harry!" She shouted and ran back up the stairs and straight into Draco Malfoy.
"You're late." He spoke and glared down at her.
"Because I had to quit Quidditch so I can spend more time working with you."
"Well you didn't seem to be despising your company." He smirked at her.
"You were spying on me?"
"No, I went looking for you. When you didn't show up to work on the time turner." They were walking quickly down the hallway toward the library.
Ginny stopped and picked something up off the floor. "Is this yours?" She handed it to Draco.
"Yeah it is."
"I've been reading up on American Magical History also." She knew she wasn't friends with Draco Malfoy, but she could at least try to have a helpful working environment.
"Yeah, I thought the magical point in the revolution was interesting." He and Ginny were beginning to enjoy their conversation.
"I know. Who would have thought to warm the river so Washington's army could cross to attack?"
"It was brilliant!" Draco Malfoy found himself doing something he hadn't done for years. He was smiling. It wasn't just one of his usual smirks either. It was a genuine smile, but once he realized what he was doing he quickly wiped it from his face and began to continue with the project at hand.
Ginny never realized that someone could have such a nice smile. She was beginning to like working on the project, but stopped in mid-thought. Did she just have a moment with Draco Malfoy?