ALSO: This chapter takes place a year after Part One does. So Ginny's a fifth year. Kapeesh?
Heaven
By: Weasleyaholic
Chapter Three: The Confusion
PART TWO: Ginny
So Hermione had finally got what she had wanted for so long, and so had my brother. It was kind of creepy though, now that I thought about it, my best friend snogging my brother, and Ron nonetheless. But then again, I liked my brother's best friend, well, I had liked Harry, but now he seemed like a brother to me, and believe me, I knew what brothers seemed like. Though now we we're hanging out a lot because my brother wanted his alone time with my best friend, but I suppose she was his best friend before she was mine. But, by God! It seemed like between every single class they would stop at the prefect bathroom, because neither Harry nor I could get in there.
Silly prefects, mother had been quite pleased that Ron had become a prefect, and you could tell that he was quite pleased, even though Fred and George ridiculed him about turning into Percy. Though it had been Hermione who had come up with the best way of getting him out of it. I remembered one night where they we're picking on him about being a prefect, and Hermione had said that Bill had been a prefect as well, and he wasn't at all like Percy. Ron had just smiled at her, in that goofy way, and I didn't know why he hadn't kissed her then. But I suppose that he wasn't going to in front of Fred and George, that was just adding fuel to the fire. Hermione had blushed, and Harry looked between the two of them and started laughing. Then Ron had become all defensive, and accusing, Harry didn't say a word, but he smirked at me, and I had to smirk right back. Ron had sulked off and didn't speak to me for three days because he thought that I was in on it. Though, he talked to Harry. Not in the same manner, but all the same they had been on speaking terms, I wondered why he refused to talk to me, it still confused me to this day.
Though, in all honesty, I have to admit that I was pleased that they didn't make out, as the Americans say, in front of me, I think I'd puke. I was happy not knowing the details, I remember the first time, and only time, that Hermione had tried informing me about these details.
~*~ FLASHBACK ~*~
"Hermione?" I asked because she had just floated, if you will, into the room, looking as giddy as ever.
"Oh, Ginny! He's so fantastic!"
"Wait! Normally you come in here telling me that he's immature, a selfish prat, or an insufferable git!"
"Well, I must admit that he is, but all the same I love him! And I had the best night of my life tonight!"
"Better than the day you came to Hogwarts, better than the day you got your letter that you had become a prefect, and better than the first time you kissed?" Not that I really wanted to know, but I was testing her validity.
"Easily! Ginny, it was like heaven!" Hermione cooed, and she grinned a very silly grin- much like the one that her boyfriend, my brother, was known for. It was unlike one that I had ever seen on her face before, in four years. I had never seen her so happy.
"Why? What happened?" asked one of my fellow fourth year Gryffindors, Caroline.
"Let me tell you, I was walking down the stairs from my dorm to go and re-do my homework, I had totally forgot to add that Gorag the Grumbler from 1586 had an indirect effect on the goblin rebellion of 1776. But all the same, I suddenly felt his arms around my waist and I turned to look into his bright blue eyes and he told me that he loved me, for the first time, and proceeded to kiss me more passionately than ever before and I was ready to go further with him right then and there," I cringed upon hearing this, "it was unlike anything I had ever felt before, it was amazing, and that wasn't all. After that he--"
"STOP! EW! Gross, that's my brother!"
"Well, sorry, I guess I'll just go and talk to Harry about it," she said in a way that I knew she was kidding, and that she just said Harry to make me jealous.
"Believe me, I'm sure that either; one, he's already heard about it from Ron, or two, he has no desire to hear about his friends' love life, together nonetheless. And on another note, I really see Harry as a seventh brother. Not that I needed another one, eh?"
By the way Hermione was looking at me, I could tell she doubted it. But unlike her, I couldn't tell if the guy I liked, liked me the same way. It was so much more platonic than hers was with Ron.
~*~ END FLASHBACK ~*~
She had lucked out, but it was okay because in recent months my eye had opened up to other possibilities. The bell rang and I was awoken from my musings and I packed up my stuff and made my way out of the History of Magic classroom. I made my way to the hallway that connected up where the dungeons hallway was, Hermione, Ron, and Harry had just suffered through Professor Snape's class. First out of the corridor was Malfoy, and he looked at me and waggled his eyebrows at me. For some reason he had been doing it all year, I figured it was because he felt superior again, especially with Riddle's return. I had a habit of calling him that, it was less scary, and I knew what he was like, I still hit myself for pouring my heart out to him. I wondered if You-Know-Who knows what I told his memory.
Finally I saw my tall redheaded brother emerge, holding hands with Hermione, and Harry walking a few steps behind trying not to crack up. The four of us headed to the Great Hall for lunch but Ron and Hermione had to make a pit stop. Hermione claimed she had to wash her hands. But she had to use the prefect bathroom, it was totally obvious what they were going to do. So Harry and I headed to the Great Hall chuckling.
"They're hilarious," Harry said taking a seat across to me at the Gryffindor table.
"I know," I responded, "but at least they're happy."
"This is true. Sometimes, I wish I had what they had," Harry said longingly.
"I know what you mean," I said, and I could see from across the hall, Draco Malfoy, staring at me, when he realized that I was looking at me, he smiled. I know, weird, eh? I smiled back, and turned back to my plate of my food, wondering how in the world someone so conniving and mean could be so good looking. The wonders of this world. Harry must have noticed me smile at someone.
"Who're you looking at?"
"Oh no one in particular," I said glancing up at Harry and then looking at Malfoy, Harry spun around, tried to find who I was looking at but I don't think he ever got as far as the Slytherin table because then Ron and Hermione showed up, all a fluster.
"What took you guys so long?" Harry asked, "No wait, don't answer that one."
"Okay Harry," Ron said pulling out a chair for Hermione to sit in and proceed to push her in and then sit next to her. He proceeded to ask her what he wanted to eat and filled her plate before his own. Jeez, he had it bad, worring about her eating habits before his own. What had she done to him? Not that I wanted to know, but sheesh, how had she done it, my mother had been trying to acheive this for years.
"Ron!" Hermione said playfully, "I can put food on my own plate, thanks."
"I know you can, therefore, you can fill my plate," he said smirking at her. She did so, but managed to get most of it on his face, it was quite a scene them putting food on each others faces, and the whole of Gryffindor cracking up. No one noticed when Malfoy came over and asked to speak to me.
"Virginia, a word if you please," he said putting a hand out to pull me out of my chair. I accepted this gesture, shocking as it was how polite he was acting.
"Sure, what is it?"
"Out here, it's incredibly loud in here," he said, and I had to agree with him, it was more noticeable now that I wasn't adding to the clamor. As we walked into the Entrance Hall, I noticed that we were still holding hands, but I found that I didn't care. Malfoy didn't seem to have a problem with it either. I also noticed that he was even better looking from this close of proximity, and he smelt quite nice. That was important, not being stinky, but I knew that he put a lot of effort into his looks, and they paid off very well. He also seemed to be cutting back on the gel, sure it was still slicked back, but I had the sudden urge to just put my hand on top of his head and mess it all up, so cut and finite. Oh well, it kind of described his character.
"What do you want Draco?" I asked him as we reached the statue of Merlin.
"Did you just call me what I think you did?"
"If you mean, did I just call you Draco, yes, I did, don't ask me why, because I'm not sure."
"Well, okay then. But, what I wanted to ask you was--" but he was broken off.
"What do you think you're
doing, Malfoy?"
A/N: Do you get the whole Caroline thing? Come on, think about it. Virginia,
Caroline. You know, states in the US. Virginia and right south of it is
North Carolina! HAHAHAHA! ::notices that no one else is laughing:: Seesh
tough crowd!
Reveiwer's Corner:
Pheonix72389: The whole Snog part is hilarious. I hope you like this next part. It's not as funny, but that's because Ron's a whole lot funnier than Ginny, she missed out on the funny genes.
Clearly Clayr: Glad you enjoyed this one, the next chapter should be hilarious, well, not hilarious per say, but funnier than this one. "McG" you like that? That's actually what I call her, McGonagall is to many syllables, just like Hermione is, I call her 'Mione normally.
Vels: There is more, but it's not on the same pairing, this one hints at a few... foreshadowing! YAY! Litterary terms... whohoo... no, not really! There will be more R/Hr in latter chapters, but I want to get a few mor pairs out there first. YAY! Mass happiness!
Hplover4eva: You know I see "eva" at the end of you pen name, and I never thing ever, I always think Eva Peron. Ooo! She's a great character in history. She ruled Argentina, she's the main character in Evita, yay! Girls ROCK! YAY! Anyway, now that I'm done having my history talk, thanks! I'm happy you thought it was good!
littlegarvo: Hey, I find it hilarious as well, it's designed that way, too sappy of things make me laugh as well. I see that you didn't reveiw chapter 2, because it's actually funny.