Ginevra Weasley looked around the Great Hall, and it was just then she realized everyone was looking at her. Gawking was a better term. A light blush spread across her cheeks- a little glimpse of the person she used to be, but she ignored it and moved on. She had to stay strong, not lose grip. Being a blushing, little, embarrassed girl would just prove to everyone that she was the same person. She wouldn't let them think that. She had changed for the better, and was not a weak person.
She raised her head high, and scanned the faces of the hall. The 'Dream Team' looked more than a little surprised. She didn't show any emotion on the outside, but inside she was grinning like there was no tomorrow. She let her eyes drift over to the Slytherin table, and unlike the rest of the hall, their faces didn't show shock, amazement, or fear. They seemed mildly surprised, but their faces showed a new respect- for her. There were some people at the Slytherin table who looked upset, slightly jealous of the attention she was getting- but not many.
Her gaze caught on one person-a person with light blue eyes that shone with emotion, while the rest of his face remained blank. He had blonde hair that was slicked back. His pale skin was like porcelain- unmarred. He had on a fitted black collared shirt, with a matching pair of pants that showed off his obviously muscular body underneath. This was all under an open, black, Hogwarts robe. It didn't surprise her that this was Draco Malfoy. He had always been a handsome bloke, even if she would never admit it. Their eyes caught, and it seemed like she was staring into a sea of blue for eternity. She broke the moment by looking away nervously.
She started to walk towards the staff table, and couldn't stop a wince from forming on her face- taking away her cool exterior. Several cuts and bruises had formed on her body. Nothing serious, but it was painful.
Malfoy was up in a second, taking her lightly by the arm.
"I'll take her up to the infirmary, professor" He addressed Dumbledore, and then was already out the door, taking her with him.
"Thanks Malfoy, but I can find the infirmary myself" She said pulling lightly away from him.
His lips twitched, his eyes sparkled, and he replied "Ah, but its only polite for me to help the damsel in distress"
"I'm no damsel in distress, so you can get that idea out of your head right this second- I'm am a big girl and can defend myself" She sputtered indignantly.
He just raised an eyebrow, and took hold of her arm a little more tightly.
"Let go of me" She demanded, and he ignored her.
"Let go of me!" She said again before slamming him into the wall, and he released her arm, surprised. He quickly regained his composure, and switched their positions.
His grip on her arms was tight and his eyes were dark.
"I think it would be best if you didn't order me around" He said and licked his lips.
She glared and didn't respond. He released her.
He smirked and said "I think you'll be seeing more of me-"
He looked at her hair "Red". After saying that, he walked away, his coat billowing behind him, leaving a breathless Ginny in his wake.
"Damn" she said with a sigh before going back on her way to the hospital wing.
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