Disclaimer: Harry Potter is from the creative genius that is J.K. Rowling.
I am not her. This is merely a fan fiction to tide us all over until Book
6.
A/N: I am SO sorry, please don't kill me for where I leave this off. I will update later in the week. This is a good chapter, I think, honestly. Jojo, I know you'll like this based on your last review. =======================================================
After talking with Blaise, Harry, Ron and an irate Hermione (who all had been banned from the library for two weeks), Ginny was able to piece together what happened in the library after she left.
Madam Pince had caught Harry, Ron and Greg fighting and told them to leave. She also told Hermione to leave as well for disrupting the library. Harry went to get 'Ginny.' Grabbing 'Ginny's' arm, he said "let's go," and was surprised to see Blaise.
"Where to darling?" Blaise replied smugly to him.
That started another quarrel and all four of them were escorted out of the library and banned for two weeks. It was then that Professors McGonagall and Snape found them to tell them the headmaster wanted them. Blaise then told Snape where Draco and Ginny could be found.
Of course, by the time she got the full story, all of Hogwarts was full of rumors about her and Draco. The worst one being that they were engaged in certain acts on Snape's desk, of all places, when Snape walked in on them. Having found out about it Ron and Harry had gone on a rampage beating any Slytherin they saw.
Stopping the rumors proved near impossible, and Professor Snape only made maters worse.
Draco had to write an essay for Snape on "Why It is Not Wise to Try to Bed a Spitfire Gryffindor With Six Older Brothers." Snape had Ginny do lines - "I Will Not Seduce Slytherins" - during detention every night that week before she met with Draco and Dumbledore to talk about the how the wands would be taken in. They were using some device the ministry had.
To top it off, her Gryffindor robes were ripped in the fight between Blaise and Harry. Harry had felt bad so he had given her an old one of his. This didn't sit at all well with Draco, so on Thursday an owl special delivered a book "A Love that Changed History: The Story of Guinevere and Lancelot."
The book was rather, er, descriptive and thus was confiscated by Ron. However, somehow Hermione managed to get a hold of it. Ginny smiled as she thought about the teasing Ron got for that.
Very soon, the charity Quidditch match was here. All students were let in free, but alumni and others had to pay. Harry had given all his housemates hugs before changing for the match. According to Draco, he lingered to long hugging Ginny. After a while, Ron, Blaise and Hermione went out to the field.
Ginny and Draco were basically inside a small chamber, which had two drawers in it. One would be for money and the other for depositing wands. Draco was taking charge of the wands, while Ginny handled the money. It was going pretty well. However, both of them had to stay put incase people were late to the match. So as the crowd roared, they had no idea what was going on with the match.
"We're all alone, locked inside a small room Ginny," Draco smirked a few minutes into the game.
"Don't even think about," she snapped. "My wrist hurts enough from writing lines for Snape."
"Poor baby," he teased, as he took Ginny's hand and raised it to his lips. Turning her hand over he gently kissed the pulse point of her wrist. "Better?"
"You are a flirt Draco Malfoy. Do you know that?"
"Of course," he smirked, leaning back in his chair. "By the way, there's a present for you by your chair."
Looking down, Ginny saw a medium-sized box by her feet. Lifting it up, she looked back at Draco, who was staring at her grinning. Opening it, she saw it was a new Gryffindor cloak.
"You bought a Gryffindor cloak?" she said nonbelievingly. "For me?"
"It sure isn't for me!" he exclaimed. "I know you're wearing Potter's old one and that just.... I just... you deserve better than Potter's hand-me- downs. He has enough galleons to get you a new one, but no. So this one has a special feature especially for me. Put it on."
"It better not turn my clothes invisible," she snapped.
"Merlin! I didn't even think of that! Where were you when I was ordering it Virginia?" Draco said playfully.
Ginny smiled and took off Harry's old robe and put on the new one. It was very warm, soft. Obviously, it was made from the finest material. It was then she noticed that the Gryffindor symbol had changed to that of Slytherin.
"Draco, the symbol," she said looking at it.
"I said it had a special feature didn't I? Every time I look at you while you're wearing it, it will change from Gryffindor to Slytherin. You belong in my house anyway."
Ginny rolled her eyes, and sat down.
"What no 'thank you Draco'? No 'Draco how can I ever repay you?'" he said in a mock hurt voice. "No, 'You deserve a snog for this beautiful robe'?"
"Sorry," she said as she got up and gave him a small peck on the cheek. "Thank you."
Draco grumbled, "That's the same thing Goyle got, when you thanked him for distracting Potty and your brother in the library last week."
"Well he fought two people for me," she teased. "You just bought me a cloak."
Draco growled and Ginny laughed.
It was about 45-minutes into the match when three large men came to the pitch. Two of them were giving the third a hard time about loosing his ticket and told him that he would have to buy another one. Ginny watched them. Something seemed wrong about them, other than the fact that they were roughly the size of Hagrid around and half as short.
The first two deposited their wands with Draco. The third man made his way over to the gate, where she was selling tickets.
"One," he grumbled looking at her.
Those eyes - Ginny had seen those eyes before. But where?
"Sure," she said calmly. "12 galleons please."
The man fumbled about in his cloak. It was then Ginny noticed how there seemed to be round bulges all around it, as if the man had several bowling balls. Quickly and quietly, she got one of Fred and George's extendable ears out of her cloak pocket.
The man handed Ginny put the money in the little chamber. Ginny pulled the lever toward her, but acted like it was stuck.
"I'm sorry," she said apologetically. "It's stuck. I'll be right out with your ticket and to collect your wand before you enter the pitch."
Draco shot Ginny a look, and she just smiled back. Unlocking the door, she went outside to where the man was.
"Here's your ticket," she said handing it to him. He grumbled, and handed her his wand in return. "Hold on you have something on your jacket."
Ginny acted like she was flicking something off his coat, as she attached the extendable ear.
"Have a good day sir and enjoy the match!"
The man just grumbled and went into the pitch, where his two associates were waiting. Ginny went back inside the room, locking the door behind her. Leaning against the door, she slid down on the floor and pull the other end of the extendable ear out.
"What was that about?" Draco asked.
"Shh," she said offering him the other part of the ear. He slid sat beside her and listened.
"Bloody idiot Goyle," the one man said. "You could have given us away."
"I saw that girl at the Ministry last year," Goyle responded.
"Well at least you didn't drop any bludgers. That old fool Dumbledore didn't remember what happened a few years ago with that rogue bludger. With Potter and Dumbledore both here, I doubt there's anything any healer can do for them once all these bludgers hit them," the other said.
"The Dark Lord will be pleased. This charity event, will benefit us," the first said.
"Come on let's go in and wait for the perfect time."
The conversation ended as the three men walked away.
"Draco! They're going to try to kill Harry and Dumbledore!" Ginny said worried.
"The old man should have planned for something like this."
"What are we going to do?"
"Do? Us? Why not just go tell them?"
"That would attract attention, and they would know something's wrong. Who knows how many people may get hurt!"
"Well, what do you suggest?"
Ginny's mind was a whirlwind. How could they tell Dumbledore and Harry without everyone noticing? They couldn't use magic inside the stadium. An owl surely would be noticed. Suddenly Professor Dumbledore's words jumped into her head "the great streaking incident of 1976, stopped the whole match."
"I've got an idea!" she said jumping up and leaving the chamber. "Come with me to the Gryffindor locker rooms. I've got my stuff there."
"I think they'll notice another player on the field Ginny," Draco said sarcastically.
"Not if you distract them."
A few moments later, Ginny had explained the plan to Draco as she put her Quidditch gear on over her clothes.
"You want me to run starkers through the Quidditch pitch during the game?" Draco said astounded.
"Unless you can think of another way to distract them," Ginny said getting angry. Time was running out who knows when those three might let loose those bludgers.
"Would you like me to do a jig and sing 'God Save the Queen' while I'm at it?" he snapped.
"If you think it would help," she said sternly.
"You're nutters."
It was a low blow, put it had to be done.
"Harry would do it for me."
Ginny watched as the fire lit up in Draco's gray eyes. He muttered "Bloody hell," before throwing off his robe and starting to unbutton his shirt. "I WILL get you for this Virginia."
"Promises, promises," she teased.
A/N: I am SO sorry, please don't kill me for where I leave this off. I will update later in the week. This is a good chapter, I think, honestly. Jojo, I know you'll like this based on your last review. =======================================================
After talking with Blaise, Harry, Ron and an irate Hermione (who all had been banned from the library for two weeks), Ginny was able to piece together what happened in the library after she left.
Madam Pince had caught Harry, Ron and Greg fighting and told them to leave. She also told Hermione to leave as well for disrupting the library. Harry went to get 'Ginny.' Grabbing 'Ginny's' arm, he said "let's go," and was surprised to see Blaise.
"Where to darling?" Blaise replied smugly to him.
That started another quarrel and all four of them were escorted out of the library and banned for two weeks. It was then that Professors McGonagall and Snape found them to tell them the headmaster wanted them. Blaise then told Snape where Draco and Ginny could be found.
Of course, by the time she got the full story, all of Hogwarts was full of rumors about her and Draco. The worst one being that they were engaged in certain acts on Snape's desk, of all places, when Snape walked in on them. Having found out about it Ron and Harry had gone on a rampage beating any Slytherin they saw.
Stopping the rumors proved near impossible, and Professor Snape only made maters worse.
Draco had to write an essay for Snape on "Why It is Not Wise to Try to Bed a Spitfire Gryffindor With Six Older Brothers." Snape had Ginny do lines - "I Will Not Seduce Slytherins" - during detention every night that week before she met with Draco and Dumbledore to talk about the how the wands would be taken in. They were using some device the ministry had.
To top it off, her Gryffindor robes were ripped in the fight between Blaise and Harry. Harry had felt bad so he had given her an old one of his. This didn't sit at all well with Draco, so on Thursday an owl special delivered a book "A Love that Changed History: The Story of Guinevere and Lancelot."
The book was rather, er, descriptive and thus was confiscated by Ron. However, somehow Hermione managed to get a hold of it. Ginny smiled as she thought about the teasing Ron got for that.
Very soon, the charity Quidditch match was here. All students were let in free, but alumni and others had to pay. Harry had given all his housemates hugs before changing for the match. According to Draco, he lingered to long hugging Ginny. After a while, Ron, Blaise and Hermione went out to the field.
Ginny and Draco were basically inside a small chamber, which had two drawers in it. One would be for money and the other for depositing wands. Draco was taking charge of the wands, while Ginny handled the money. It was going pretty well. However, both of them had to stay put incase people were late to the match. So as the crowd roared, they had no idea what was going on with the match.
"We're all alone, locked inside a small room Ginny," Draco smirked a few minutes into the game.
"Don't even think about," she snapped. "My wrist hurts enough from writing lines for Snape."
"Poor baby," he teased, as he took Ginny's hand and raised it to his lips. Turning her hand over he gently kissed the pulse point of her wrist. "Better?"
"You are a flirt Draco Malfoy. Do you know that?"
"Of course," he smirked, leaning back in his chair. "By the way, there's a present for you by your chair."
Looking down, Ginny saw a medium-sized box by her feet. Lifting it up, she looked back at Draco, who was staring at her grinning. Opening it, she saw it was a new Gryffindor cloak.
"You bought a Gryffindor cloak?" she said nonbelievingly. "For me?"
"It sure isn't for me!" he exclaimed. "I know you're wearing Potter's old one and that just.... I just... you deserve better than Potter's hand-me- downs. He has enough galleons to get you a new one, but no. So this one has a special feature especially for me. Put it on."
"It better not turn my clothes invisible," she snapped.
"Merlin! I didn't even think of that! Where were you when I was ordering it Virginia?" Draco said playfully.
Ginny smiled and took off Harry's old robe and put on the new one. It was very warm, soft. Obviously, it was made from the finest material. It was then she noticed that the Gryffindor symbol had changed to that of Slytherin.
"Draco, the symbol," she said looking at it.
"I said it had a special feature didn't I? Every time I look at you while you're wearing it, it will change from Gryffindor to Slytherin. You belong in my house anyway."
Ginny rolled her eyes, and sat down.
"What no 'thank you Draco'? No 'Draco how can I ever repay you?'" he said in a mock hurt voice. "No, 'You deserve a snog for this beautiful robe'?"
"Sorry," she said as she got up and gave him a small peck on the cheek. "Thank you."
Draco grumbled, "That's the same thing Goyle got, when you thanked him for distracting Potty and your brother in the library last week."
"Well he fought two people for me," she teased. "You just bought me a cloak."
Draco growled and Ginny laughed.
It was about 45-minutes into the match when three large men came to the pitch. Two of them were giving the third a hard time about loosing his ticket and told him that he would have to buy another one. Ginny watched them. Something seemed wrong about them, other than the fact that they were roughly the size of Hagrid around and half as short.
The first two deposited their wands with Draco. The third man made his way over to the gate, where she was selling tickets.
"One," he grumbled looking at her.
Those eyes - Ginny had seen those eyes before. But where?
"Sure," she said calmly. "12 galleons please."
The man fumbled about in his cloak. It was then Ginny noticed how there seemed to be round bulges all around it, as if the man had several bowling balls. Quickly and quietly, she got one of Fred and George's extendable ears out of her cloak pocket.
The man handed Ginny put the money in the little chamber. Ginny pulled the lever toward her, but acted like it was stuck.
"I'm sorry," she said apologetically. "It's stuck. I'll be right out with your ticket and to collect your wand before you enter the pitch."
Draco shot Ginny a look, and she just smiled back. Unlocking the door, she went outside to where the man was.
"Here's your ticket," she said handing it to him. He grumbled, and handed her his wand in return. "Hold on you have something on your jacket."
Ginny acted like she was flicking something off his coat, as she attached the extendable ear.
"Have a good day sir and enjoy the match!"
The man just grumbled and went into the pitch, where his two associates were waiting. Ginny went back inside the room, locking the door behind her. Leaning against the door, she slid down on the floor and pull the other end of the extendable ear out.
"What was that about?" Draco asked.
"Shh," she said offering him the other part of the ear. He slid sat beside her and listened.
"Bloody idiot Goyle," the one man said. "You could have given us away."
"I saw that girl at the Ministry last year," Goyle responded.
"Well at least you didn't drop any bludgers. That old fool Dumbledore didn't remember what happened a few years ago with that rogue bludger. With Potter and Dumbledore both here, I doubt there's anything any healer can do for them once all these bludgers hit them," the other said.
"The Dark Lord will be pleased. This charity event, will benefit us," the first said.
"Come on let's go in and wait for the perfect time."
The conversation ended as the three men walked away.
"Draco! They're going to try to kill Harry and Dumbledore!" Ginny said worried.
"The old man should have planned for something like this."
"What are we going to do?"
"Do? Us? Why not just go tell them?"
"That would attract attention, and they would know something's wrong. Who knows how many people may get hurt!"
"Well, what do you suggest?"
Ginny's mind was a whirlwind. How could they tell Dumbledore and Harry without everyone noticing? They couldn't use magic inside the stadium. An owl surely would be noticed. Suddenly Professor Dumbledore's words jumped into her head "the great streaking incident of 1976, stopped the whole match."
"I've got an idea!" she said jumping up and leaving the chamber. "Come with me to the Gryffindor locker rooms. I've got my stuff there."
"I think they'll notice another player on the field Ginny," Draco said sarcastically.
"Not if you distract them."
A few moments later, Ginny had explained the plan to Draco as she put her Quidditch gear on over her clothes.
"You want me to run starkers through the Quidditch pitch during the game?" Draco said astounded.
"Unless you can think of another way to distract them," Ginny said getting angry. Time was running out who knows when those three might let loose those bludgers.
"Would you like me to do a jig and sing 'God Save the Queen' while I'm at it?" he snapped.
"If you think it would help," she said sternly.
"You're nutters."
It was a low blow, put it had to be done.
"Harry would do it for me."
Ginny watched as the fire lit up in Draco's gray eyes. He muttered "Bloody hell," before throwing off his robe and starting to unbutton his shirt. "I WILL get you for this Virginia."
"Promises, promises," she teased.
