"Well, Calipso warned me you were here and I..." Ron stuttered, shocked at her anger. Ginny stood. "She.. she was worried that Malfoy would hurt you..."
"Well, he hasn't so good-bye!" Ginny said, trying to slam the door in his face. This seemed to knock her brother out of his shy stance, and he resumed beging a big annoying brother.
Blocking the door with his hand, he grabbed her wrist with the other. "No way, I'm taking you home right now, young lady!"
"The hell you are!" Ginny shouted. She threw open the door and ran as fast as she could out of the party, knocking over a couple of people as she passed. Out on the street, she reached into her pants pockets. No magic, she told herself, sucks mager ass.
Wait, hadn't Harry done something in his third year to get him somewhere? The Knight Bus, right! Now what was that? Wave with your wand hand and... BANG!
A purple three decker bus popped into the middle of the street. She ran on board and told the driver, "Hogwarts, please!" and threw him the two Galleons her mother made her carry around with her at him. She ran up to the third layer where there was no one sleeping but one man at the far end of the bus who looked oddly familiar...
Ginny shook herself. It had almost seemed as though the man reading in his bed was Sirus, but that was crazy. He was dead. He didn't look up at her so she laid down on her bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to fall asleep.
Only then did she realize that she didn't have any of her school things. And that she would have to face Ron at school the next day anyways. What was she thinking? How stupid did you have to be...
Well, once she got to Hogwarts she's face Ropn, after she'd cooled off a bit. She was so angry at Ron, but even more angry at Calipso. She knew very well that if any of her brothers found out, she would never be allowed to see her again. Of course, she was pretty sure she wasn't allowed to see her now, but niether of her parents had said specifically, "Now, Ginny, under no circumstances are you allowed ot leave the house on Friday or Saturday to get the blood sucked from your veins by vampires."
At least... she couldn't remember it...
Finally finding a comforablt position, she fell asleep, and dreamt of Hogwarts, the castle, Draco, the grounds, Draco, the food, Draco, the dorms, Draco, the classes, Draco, Hagrid's hut, Draco, Hagrid, and Draco. And none of this dreaming of Draco seemed wrong to her, not while she was dreaming anyways.
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy, how can I help you?" the woman at the counter of the Leaky Cauldron asked. Draco leaned to her ear.
"Has the Knight Bus stopped here tonight?" he asked. She nodded.
"Well, of course it has! It always stops here!" she said, the added with a quizical look, "Why?"
"Did a young girl get off? She's fifteen, looks older, red hair that's relatively long, pale, beautiful skin and cute little freckles, and her eyes are beautifully gray, with a little hint of dark blue, and lively, like the sea during a storm..." He stopped at looked at the woman awkwardly. "Anyways, have you seen her?"
"I'm afraid not, I'm sorry, a, er, friend of yours?" she asked, smipling and raising her eyebrows mischeviously. Draco shook his head vaguely.
"No, not exactly..." As a matter of fact, we despised each other until about a week ago when I met her at a vampire's rave party where she almost got killed by some dumb-ass vampire taking her blood too long, but since she does it regularly, she was okay, but thanks for asking! Draco mused sarcastically, working very hard to keep the sarcasm from crossing his face. "Thank you, anyways."
He walked out of the Leaky Cauldron. Just two more stops to go, Hogwarts and then Hogsmeade. He would find her tonight. She had to be okay, she just had to be.
Ginny got off the bus groggily. To her surprise, they weren't on the Hogwarts grounds, but on the platform that the train dropped them off at. She would have to walk the rest of the way to the castle... or THEY would have to walk to the castle.
The man that looked like Sirus had stepped off the bus beside her. He gave her a kind smile, but no recognsion was inside it. He smiled back, vaguely and started off, waving at Stan who seemed to be very infatuated with her. But she was okay with that, she got it a lot.
The man quickly caught up with her. "I didn't think students got dropped off until tomorrow, and in my day, we rode a train and there were more of us," he said, micheviously. She looked up at him surprised.
"Well, I've never been one to go witht he flock," she said, vaguely, turning away to look at the surrounding forest.
"Hmm... I always was until I started hanging out with my cousin and his friends. 'S funny, only two of them are alive now and one of them is as good as dead," he reminised spitting on the ground at the thought of the friend still alive. Ginny knew better than to ask, but.. she did anyways.
"That's strange sounds like... someone I used to know."
"Used to know?"
"Well, he's dead, now," she said, staring at him in surprise.
"Just because he's dead doesn't mean you don't know him," he told her. Ginny thought about that for a few minutes.
"Why are you here?"
"I'm the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher," he said, holding out his hand. "I'm Tahmores Straum."
Ginny took his hand, but her hopes at fallen. This couldn't be Sirus's cousin. They had a different last name. Damn it! Harry would have been so happy...
"I'm Ginny Weasley," she said, shortly, ending the hand-shake.
"Hmm... I've heard that name before..."
"Well, you might have, there are a lot of Weasleys," she said with a laugh. He shoook his head.
"No, no, I mean the whole name, I think my cousin mentioned you before he died..."
"Really?" Ginny's hopes were becoming higher and she decided to ask. "What, er, was your cousins name?"
"His name was Sirus Black."
"Ginny! There you are!" Draco said, running into the dormitory and enveloped her in a hug. Ginny nestled into his chest and smelled his shirt. It smelled so good, HE smelled so good...
Ginny pulled away in surprise. "Whoa, wait, something's wrong..."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, for one thing, you don't know the password."
"I'm a prefect, of course I know the password."
"Well, boys aren't allowed in the girl's dormitories, it doesn't let them..."
Draco twirled his wand between his fingers. "The spell was easy enough to break."
"Well, that's not all, I just... we're supposed to hate each other. My brothers or Harry or Hermione should find me first, it's not right that you be here and them not."
Draco stepped away from her. This was true, but it wasn't. He had stronger feelings for his rivals little sister than he had evr had for anyone in the entire world, and it just wasn't right.
"You're... right, I shouldn't be here... I should go get some rest..." Ginny grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to her. Pulling quickly down on top of her, she kissed him, briskly.
"No, rest here," she said, and lowered her voice, "with me."
"Well, he hasn't so good-bye!" Ginny said, trying to slam the door in his face. This seemed to knock her brother out of his shy stance, and he resumed beging a big annoying brother.
Blocking the door with his hand, he grabbed her wrist with the other. "No way, I'm taking you home right now, young lady!"
"The hell you are!" Ginny shouted. She threw open the door and ran as fast as she could out of the party, knocking over a couple of people as she passed. Out on the street, she reached into her pants pockets. No magic, she told herself, sucks mager ass.
Wait, hadn't Harry done something in his third year to get him somewhere? The Knight Bus, right! Now what was that? Wave with your wand hand and... BANG!
A purple three decker bus popped into the middle of the street. She ran on board and told the driver, "Hogwarts, please!" and threw him the two Galleons her mother made her carry around with her at him. She ran up to the third layer where there was no one sleeping but one man at the far end of the bus who looked oddly familiar...
Ginny shook herself. It had almost seemed as though the man reading in his bed was Sirus, but that was crazy. He was dead. He didn't look up at her so she laid down on her bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to fall asleep.
Only then did she realize that she didn't have any of her school things. And that she would have to face Ron at school the next day anyways. What was she thinking? How stupid did you have to be...
Well, once she got to Hogwarts she's face Ropn, after she'd cooled off a bit. She was so angry at Ron, but even more angry at Calipso. She knew very well that if any of her brothers found out, she would never be allowed to see her again. Of course, she was pretty sure she wasn't allowed to see her now, but niether of her parents had said specifically, "Now, Ginny, under no circumstances are you allowed ot leave the house on Friday or Saturday to get the blood sucked from your veins by vampires."
At least... she couldn't remember it...
Finally finding a comforablt position, she fell asleep, and dreamt of Hogwarts, the castle, Draco, the grounds, Draco, the food, Draco, the dorms, Draco, the classes, Draco, Hagrid's hut, Draco, Hagrid, and Draco. And none of this dreaming of Draco seemed wrong to her, not while she was dreaming anyways.
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy, how can I help you?" the woman at the counter of the Leaky Cauldron asked. Draco leaned to her ear.
"Has the Knight Bus stopped here tonight?" he asked. She nodded.
"Well, of course it has! It always stops here!" she said, the added with a quizical look, "Why?"
"Did a young girl get off? She's fifteen, looks older, red hair that's relatively long, pale, beautiful skin and cute little freckles, and her eyes are beautifully gray, with a little hint of dark blue, and lively, like the sea during a storm..." He stopped at looked at the woman awkwardly. "Anyways, have you seen her?"
"I'm afraid not, I'm sorry, a, er, friend of yours?" she asked, smipling and raising her eyebrows mischeviously. Draco shook his head vaguely.
"No, not exactly..." As a matter of fact, we despised each other until about a week ago when I met her at a vampire's rave party where she almost got killed by some dumb-ass vampire taking her blood too long, but since she does it regularly, she was okay, but thanks for asking! Draco mused sarcastically, working very hard to keep the sarcasm from crossing his face. "Thank you, anyways."
He walked out of the Leaky Cauldron. Just two more stops to go, Hogwarts and then Hogsmeade. He would find her tonight. She had to be okay, she just had to be.
Ginny got off the bus groggily. To her surprise, they weren't on the Hogwarts grounds, but on the platform that the train dropped them off at. She would have to walk the rest of the way to the castle... or THEY would have to walk to the castle.
The man that looked like Sirus had stepped off the bus beside her. He gave her a kind smile, but no recognsion was inside it. He smiled back, vaguely and started off, waving at Stan who seemed to be very infatuated with her. But she was okay with that, she got it a lot.
The man quickly caught up with her. "I didn't think students got dropped off until tomorrow, and in my day, we rode a train and there were more of us," he said, micheviously. She looked up at him surprised.
"Well, I've never been one to go witht he flock," she said, vaguely, turning away to look at the surrounding forest.
"Hmm... I always was until I started hanging out with my cousin and his friends. 'S funny, only two of them are alive now and one of them is as good as dead," he reminised spitting on the ground at the thought of the friend still alive. Ginny knew better than to ask, but.. she did anyways.
"That's strange sounds like... someone I used to know."
"Used to know?"
"Well, he's dead, now," she said, staring at him in surprise.
"Just because he's dead doesn't mean you don't know him," he told her. Ginny thought about that for a few minutes.
"Why are you here?"
"I'm the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher," he said, holding out his hand. "I'm Tahmores Straum."
Ginny took his hand, but her hopes at fallen. This couldn't be Sirus's cousin. They had a different last name. Damn it! Harry would have been so happy...
"I'm Ginny Weasley," she said, shortly, ending the hand-shake.
"Hmm... I've heard that name before..."
"Well, you might have, there are a lot of Weasleys," she said with a laugh. He shoook his head.
"No, no, I mean the whole name, I think my cousin mentioned you before he died..."
"Really?" Ginny's hopes were becoming higher and she decided to ask. "What, er, was your cousins name?"
"His name was Sirus Black."
"Ginny! There you are!" Draco said, running into the dormitory and enveloped her in a hug. Ginny nestled into his chest and smelled his shirt. It smelled so good, HE smelled so good...
Ginny pulled away in surprise. "Whoa, wait, something's wrong..."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, for one thing, you don't know the password."
"I'm a prefect, of course I know the password."
"Well, boys aren't allowed in the girl's dormitories, it doesn't let them..."
Draco twirled his wand between his fingers. "The spell was easy enough to break."
"Well, that's not all, I just... we're supposed to hate each other. My brothers or Harry or Hermione should find me first, it's not right that you be here and them not."
Draco stepped away from her. This was true, but it wasn't. He had stronger feelings for his rivals little sister than he had evr had for anyone in the entire world, and it just wasn't right.
"You're... right, I shouldn't be here... I should go get some rest..." Ginny grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to her. Pulling quickly down on top of her, she kissed him, briskly.
"No, rest here," she said, and lowered her voice, "with me."
