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Chapter 2 – Routine Check

Draco Malfoy just stood there staring at the youngest Weasley wondering just who did this girl think she was? She was a Weasel and she was mouthing off to him. Did she forget just whom it was that she was talking to? He was Draco Malfoy, the boy that was able to instill fear in anyone with just a look and yet she was laughing at him. Nobody laughs at a Malfoy, the name demanded respect and she was going to give it to him.

He then started to advance toward her to show her that there was no way this damn girl was going to get away with talking to him this way. Just as he had reached her, the train jerked backwards quickly and he landed on top of her. Before they had time to react the cabin went in to complete darkness and the train stopped moving.

"Ugh...Malfoy you wanna get off of me?" Ginny said as she tried to shove him off of her.

"My pleasure Weasel," he said before getting back onto his two feet.

Once Malfoy was off her, she got up and went to see if she could figure out just what had happened. On her way to the door she almost tripped over Malfoy because of the darkness of the cabin.

"Watch it," Draco exclaimed as he almost fell backwards.

"Shut it Ferret," Ginny growled. "Incase you were unaware it's dark in here, I can't exactly see anything let alone where I am going."

When she got to the door she noticed that it wouldn't open. No matter how hard she tried the door just wouldn't budge. She then proceeded to bang on the door in the hopes that someone would come along and open it. In the distance she could hear the screaming of the other passengers, she assumed it was mostly the first years.

"God Weasel what are you doing?" Draco yelled, the banging was giving him the beginnings of a headache.

"I'm trying to get someone's attention so they can get over here and open this damn door," she explained.

"Well obviously something is going on here so what makes you think that anyone else can get out of their compartments, so just accept it," he stated. He then made his way to sit on one of the benches he figured he might as well get comfortable if he was going to be stuck here.

"Just shut it Malfoy," she yelled as she went to sit back in her place from before. 'damn him for being right' not that she would ever admit to that.

Before he was able to reply someone's voice filled the train. "My apologies students, we are checking as to what the problem is and we will be on our way shortly." After he finished a dim light filled all of the cabins.

"Great so I'm stuck with you, such fun," she complained.

"Yes and I am stuck with you, just deal with it," Draco stated.

After this they both settled into an awkward silence. However Ginny just picked her book up from the floor and went back to reading. Across from her Malfoy was looking her up and down, not that he was checking her out or anything. He was just simply observing the girl in front of him in hopes of finding something to bug her about. Bingo.

"Nice clothes you got there Weasel, how much did you have to steal in order to be able to afford those?" he questioned. He knew this had to work bugging them about their lack of money always seemed to hit a nerve.

Inwardly Ginny just had to laugh was this ferret ever going to leave her alone to read her novel? Obviously not!

"It's called a job Malfoy, although you clearly wouldn't know anything about that," she explained. This idiot never seemed to give up.

"Well of course I wouldn't nor will I ever need to you see us non poor people don't need to worry about those type of things," he explained to her.

"Oh no of course not the only thing you need to worry about is how to please your death eater father and you dark lord, my bad," she retorted.

"Don't talk about things you couldn't even begin to understand Weasel," he stated. This girl had no idea about death eaters, his father or the dark lord. It was best for her to just shut it.

"Ooh touchy are we? I think I understand perfectly Malfoy, after all are you forgetting my first year. I know very well what your father is capable of doing. Same goes for the dark lord he did try to take control of my body. So do tell me what it is that I don't understand," she said. She understood more then Malfoy thought possible.

"Having one experience does not deem you an expert on the dark side," he stated. Sure she may have had a better idea then some when it came to the dark side not enough to fully understand.

"Whatever you idiot. I never said I was an expert all I said is I do understand about something's when it comes to the dark side," she pointed out.

Before anything else could be said in walked Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini. 'great this train ride just keeps getting better now doesn't it?' she thought.

"There you are Malfoy. I thought I herd your voice from in here," Pansy said.

"Harassing the Weasleys already are we Draco?" Zabini asked.

"Yes he is, lucky me eh?" Ginny answered for him.

"Well of course it is lucky you, after all it is me gracing you with my presence," Draco replied.

"Oooh yay...lucky me I feel sooo special," Ginny said her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Blaise and Pansy were actually trying hard not to laugh at their friend's expense. The young Weasley had obviously grown up over the summer. Pansy had to admit at least to herself that she could respect her for standing up to Draco. It was about time that someone finally did. Don't get her wrong she loved her friend but this attitude of his could get on a persons nerves after a while.

"Watch it Weasel," Draco sneered. He could just see his two friends laughing at him. That made him even angrier. He hated it when people laughed at him and it seemed to be happening a lot on this train ride.

"Or what ferret? You going to hex me or something? Ooh I'm just sooo scared," She said. She then gathered up her things and made her way to the door.

"Parkinson, Zabini...Malfoy we should do this again sometime, it was fun, ta- ta," and with a wave Ginny was off to find her friends to join their compartment.