Disclaimer: I wish I owned ANY part of Harry Potter but I don't but if I
did, I would not know what to do with the next two books, so I am a little
bit glad that I do not have to deal with the pressure. After all, how can
JK Rowling possibly write the books so that everybody agrees with
everything that happens in them? I know a lot of people didn't like the
fact that Sirius died. As for me, I still am clinging on to the small wisp
of hope I have that Sirius is not dead, but merely put aside for a while,
until the secret of the veil is discovered. But that is just my wishful
thinking.
NOTE TO READERS: If anyone has any suggestions for this story, I would love to read them. I realize that this story is a bit slow, but the next few chapters ought to speed it up a bit.
LAST TIME: Suddenly, she felt her body slam into something solid, and she went into blackness again.
Ginny heard voices but she couldn't understand what was being said. She felt arms wrap around her and she felt herself being lifted from the cold, hard ground. She didn't know who was holding her, but she didn't care at the moment. All she cared about was that her body ached, and she was being held in a position that kept her from hurting any more than was necessary. She slowly was able to comprehend what the voices were saying.
The person holding her—"Potter, get away from me. She fell by ME, so go find your own person to save." Ginny couldn't help thinking he sounded a lot like Malfoy. Wait, harry was there? At least she knew she wasn't in the bathroom anymore. Well, she couldn't be, especially if Malfoy was there.
Someone that sounded an awful lot like Harry—"Malfoy, I just want to be sure that she is okay. There is nothing against the rules about that."
Someone else that didn't sound at all familiar to Ginny—"She looks a lot like Weasley."
Malfoy—"Shut up Crabbe."
Ginny felt a jolt and knew that they were walking. To where, she could only guess.
All of a sudden it occurred to Ginny for the first time whose arms she was really in. She tried to move, but was unable to do more than cause immense pain to shoot through her body. Malfoy must have felt her meager struggle because he suddenly stopped walking and adjusted Ginny in his arms.
"Are you all right? Can you hear me?"
Ginny forced her eyes open because she knew there was no way she would be able to nod, not with the invisible knives that were protruding into her skull. She looked up and saw several anxious faces leaning over her. She recognized most of them. There was Draco, Harry, Crabbe, and Goyle. Then there were a few more that Ginny didn't recognize. She thought she saw Hermione, but she only saw her hair, and couldn't be sure. Also, the faces didn't look exact and sharp. Ginny blamed that on the fact that she had just hit her head, and everything was fuzzy and out of focus.
Malfoy looked concerned, which surprised Ginny. Maybe he had wanted her to have missed him over the summer? Malfoy spoke again. This time joined by at least three other voices, which resulted in a shockingly loud noise that made Ginny's knives turn into axes.
"Are you okay?"
Ginny groaned and, to everyone's surprise, especially her own, Ginny forced her head deep into Malfoy's chest and closed her eyes. The blackness immediately claimed her once again.
SO, Any guesses as to where Ginny is? Or why Malfoy is being nice? Or who the people that Ginny couldn't focus on are? Hehehe. Enjoy! I am planning on updating this story a lot this week because of spring break, but it really depends on reviews.
NOTE TO READERS: If anyone has any suggestions for this story, I would love to read them. I realize that this story is a bit slow, but the next few chapters ought to speed it up a bit.
LAST TIME: Suddenly, she felt her body slam into something solid, and she went into blackness again.
Ginny heard voices but she couldn't understand what was being said. She felt arms wrap around her and she felt herself being lifted from the cold, hard ground. She didn't know who was holding her, but she didn't care at the moment. All she cared about was that her body ached, and she was being held in a position that kept her from hurting any more than was necessary. She slowly was able to comprehend what the voices were saying.
The person holding her—"Potter, get away from me. She fell by ME, so go find your own person to save." Ginny couldn't help thinking he sounded a lot like Malfoy. Wait, harry was there? At least she knew she wasn't in the bathroom anymore. Well, she couldn't be, especially if Malfoy was there.
Someone that sounded an awful lot like Harry—"Malfoy, I just want to be sure that she is okay. There is nothing against the rules about that."
Someone else that didn't sound at all familiar to Ginny—"She looks a lot like Weasley."
Malfoy—"Shut up Crabbe."
Ginny felt a jolt and knew that they were walking. To where, she could only guess.
All of a sudden it occurred to Ginny for the first time whose arms she was really in. She tried to move, but was unable to do more than cause immense pain to shoot through her body. Malfoy must have felt her meager struggle because he suddenly stopped walking and adjusted Ginny in his arms.
"Are you all right? Can you hear me?"
Ginny forced her eyes open because she knew there was no way she would be able to nod, not with the invisible knives that were protruding into her skull. She looked up and saw several anxious faces leaning over her. She recognized most of them. There was Draco, Harry, Crabbe, and Goyle. Then there were a few more that Ginny didn't recognize. She thought she saw Hermione, but she only saw her hair, and couldn't be sure. Also, the faces didn't look exact and sharp. Ginny blamed that on the fact that she had just hit her head, and everything was fuzzy and out of focus.
Malfoy looked concerned, which surprised Ginny. Maybe he had wanted her to have missed him over the summer? Malfoy spoke again. This time joined by at least three other voices, which resulted in a shockingly loud noise that made Ginny's knives turn into axes.
"Are you okay?"
Ginny groaned and, to everyone's surprise, especially her own, Ginny forced her head deep into Malfoy's chest and closed her eyes. The blackness immediately claimed her once again.
SO, Any guesses as to where Ginny is? Or why Malfoy is being nice? Or who the people that Ginny couldn't focus on are? Hehehe. Enjoy! I am planning on updating this story a lot this week because of spring break, but it really depends on reviews.