Hey, thanks for the people who reviewed! I put it up on May 15, and it's
May 16 right now! Wow, 4 reviews since yesturday! All the people that
reveiwed were: Nichole Malfoy, pinkelephant, Maruader-obsessed, and Heather
Death Helsing. Thanks, Maruader-obsessed, for telling me Virginia isn't her
real name. I've seen it in so many stories, I just assumed it was! Well, I
will try harder to find it! Anyway, I may not be posting new chapters
because school lets out on Thursday (WAHOOOOOO!!!) and I will be sleeping
till 12:00. We moved into a new building for the last week, and I just got
used to the old one, but we move to a new one! So I will be memorizing the
map they give us (they do give us one right?) I will put up as many
chapters as I can before then!
By the way, I will state out that your guesses to who it is are comeplety
wrong, but he will be included in the story!
STORY!!!!!
Bloody Valentine Chapter 2: Ginny's eyes opened. She sat up in her bed, and she realized, she was ontop of her sheets, indicating she had just thrown herself on them. Then, she remebered the sight she saw last night. The memory of Joey and Marshall making out made her cringe. Tears filed her eyes once more, but she blinked them away. She threw back her curtains, and saw Marshall pulling on her shoes. Marshall flashed her a grin. Ginny looked away, and hurried to the bathroom. Ginny looked in the mirror and saw her eyes were swollen from crying all night. She needed a hot shower. Her frizzy hair indicated that. She walked to their shower and truned the nob all the way to hot. Within minutes, the room was steaming. Ginny discarded her clothes to a basket that went to the laudry shoot where the house elves washed their clothes, and stepped into the shower. Ginny let the water fall on her body. She took the soap and washed her body. She watched as she put the soapy skin under the water, and the dirt washed away. She wished all problems were like that. That they could just wash away, and go down the drain like the water. But no. Her problems stayed. And there was no soap that could take it away. Nothing could take it away. She threw the soap on the floor, and collapsed, sobbing. How could Marshall do that? How could she?! Yeah, she had said that she hated him, but that was just rebound talk! She had see Joey with other girls before, but Marshall- that hurt. Ginny wiped her eyes, and sat up.She washed her hair quickly, and turned off the water. Ginny grabbed a towel hanging up on a nearby rack, and wrapped it around herself before stepping out of the shower. Once dried, she tied the towel to make it stay, and grabbed her wand, performing a simple detangling spell on her hair. She took a brush, and brushed it gently. She braided it into one long braid and flipped it behind. She dryed it with a spell, and walked out of the bathroom. She saw it was empty, and opened her trunk carrying her clothes. She picked up a shabby gray robe. She sighed. Another hand-me- down. She reluctantly put it on, and grabbed her hand-me-down shoes that pinched her when she walked. She put these on also, and grabbed her wand on the counter, and walked out for breakfast. When she arrived at the Great Hall, Marshall removed her things from a chair she had been saving for Ginny, but Ginny totally ignored her, and sat next to Harry. She pretended to look at the teacher's table, but glanced at Marshall. The brunette was staring at her, confused. Ginny returned to her plate, and served herself some bacon. She nibbled on it when the mail came. Owls upon owls soared in, looking for their masters and the recipiants. To her suprise, a barn owl landed in front of Ginny. "What? I never get mail," she mumbled to herself. She untied the letter from the owl's leg, and pushed her plate of bacon towards it. She opened it, as the owl took a rather large piece of bacon in it's beek and flew off.
Dearest Ginny,
I know of your friend Marshall. How dare she hurt my angel's feelings! But I must insist that you forget about Joey. It's making me crazy with jealousy! He dumped you, very rudely I may add, so that's his problem! He goes off shagging your best friend, probobly just to make you jealous! I have another poem for you! I hope you liked the last one!
Love is the greatest feeling,
Love is like a play,
Love is what I feel for you,
Each and every day,
Love is like a smile,
Love is like a song,
Love is a great emotion,
That keeps us going strong,
I love you with my heart,
My body and my soul,
I love the way I keep loving,
Like a love I can't control,
So remember when your eyes meet mine,
I love you with all my heart,
Right from the very start.
Do you like it? Oh, how I hope you do! I wish I could tell you! But not yet. No, not yet. Please send me a letter back! Go to the Hogwarts owlery, and get the owl with 2 black spots on his back and red eyes. Say, "Send this to MD." He'll know where to go.
Love,
Your secret admirer
Ginny smiled as she read the poem over again. How does he do it? Suddenly, Ron who was sitting across from her noticed her grin, and the letter, then snatched it (rather rudely) out of her hands. "Ron! Give it back, it's mine!" Ginny cried, trying to snatch it back, Ron turned so she coudln't reach it. Ginny angrily sat back down, and watched as Ron's ears truned pink with anger, and grind his teeth together. "Who is this bastard who dares write 'love' at the end of a letter directed to my sister? And who DARES write her a love poem with the word love used," Ron paused his yelling to count the words, "exactly 10 times!" "Really?!" Ginny cried, and succesfully taking it from Ron's hands. Harry was curiously staring at the letter. Ginny smiled again. Hermione kicked her under the table to get her attention. Ginny looked at Hermione and mouthed, 'Later.' Hermione nodded, and went back to poking her food. Ron galred at her. "Ginny, who wrote that to you?!?!?!" Ron said rather thickly. "Ron, I sware if your head wasn't tied to your shoulders it would roll off! It says 'secret' admirer. Keyword is 'secret'! He hasn't told me yet," Ginny spat. "How do you know it's a he?" Ron asked. Ginny glared. "Ron. Am I the least bit lesbian?" Ginny asked, speaking slowly. "Well, there was that one time where-" Ginny cut Ron off. "That's not the point! See you at lunch. Harry, Hermione. Ickle Ronnikins," Ginny got up, and snickered at Ron's face, then walked out of the Great Hall. She walked towards the Marble Staircase, and began to climb it. She was so busy mumbling things about her brother, she forgot about the one step that made you sink into it like quicksand. "Crap!" Ginny whispered loudly. She tried to pull her leg out, but the more she tried, the deeper she sank. The step was now above her knee. She looked around. Was someone coming from the otherside- yes, it was! Oh boy. It's Draco. Ginny looked down at her disappearing leg, then a Malfoy, then back at her leg. She groaned, and called to the boy, "Malfoy! Malfoy, can you help me? PLEASE!" Draco looked at her and smirked. He walked towards her, and leaned on the railing at her side. "Clumsy are we?" he smirked. Ginny rolled her eyes. "Just help me, would you?" she said angrily. He sighed, rolled his eyes, and stuck out his hand, and Ginny put her small hand in his again for the second time this year. He pulled, and pulled, but she wouldn't budge. "Push, Weasel!" he said, pulling back. "I am!" she said, heaving. Suddenly, Ginny's foot came loose, and she went flying. Right ontop of Draco. Draco was knocked over and Ginny landed on him. Their eyes met, and Ginny felt a smile tugging at her lips. Her arms were at either side of his head, and her long, wavy, fiery red hair was hanging down and tickling the sides of his face. Suddenly, Ginny came back to reality. "Get away from me!" she said, jumping up. Draco stood and brushed himself off. "Your the one who was ontop of me!" "You never psuhed me off!" she defended herself. "Well, it's becuase you sat your fat ass on me!" Draco cried. Ginny rolled her eyes, and walked off.
Bloody Valentine Chapter 2: Ginny's eyes opened. She sat up in her bed, and she realized, she was ontop of her sheets, indicating she had just thrown herself on them. Then, she remebered the sight she saw last night. The memory of Joey and Marshall making out made her cringe. Tears filed her eyes once more, but she blinked them away. She threw back her curtains, and saw Marshall pulling on her shoes. Marshall flashed her a grin. Ginny looked away, and hurried to the bathroom. Ginny looked in the mirror and saw her eyes were swollen from crying all night. She needed a hot shower. Her frizzy hair indicated that. She walked to their shower and truned the nob all the way to hot. Within minutes, the room was steaming. Ginny discarded her clothes to a basket that went to the laudry shoot where the house elves washed their clothes, and stepped into the shower. Ginny let the water fall on her body. She took the soap and washed her body. She watched as she put the soapy skin under the water, and the dirt washed away. She wished all problems were like that. That they could just wash away, and go down the drain like the water. But no. Her problems stayed. And there was no soap that could take it away. Nothing could take it away. She threw the soap on the floor, and collapsed, sobbing. How could Marshall do that? How could she?! Yeah, she had said that she hated him, but that was just rebound talk! She had see Joey with other girls before, but Marshall- that hurt. Ginny wiped her eyes, and sat up.She washed her hair quickly, and turned off the water. Ginny grabbed a towel hanging up on a nearby rack, and wrapped it around herself before stepping out of the shower. Once dried, she tied the towel to make it stay, and grabbed her wand, performing a simple detangling spell on her hair. She took a brush, and brushed it gently. She braided it into one long braid and flipped it behind. She dryed it with a spell, and walked out of the bathroom. She saw it was empty, and opened her trunk carrying her clothes. She picked up a shabby gray robe. She sighed. Another hand-me- down. She reluctantly put it on, and grabbed her hand-me-down shoes that pinched her when she walked. She put these on also, and grabbed her wand on the counter, and walked out for breakfast. When she arrived at the Great Hall, Marshall removed her things from a chair she had been saving for Ginny, but Ginny totally ignored her, and sat next to Harry. She pretended to look at the teacher's table, but glanced at Marshall. The brunette was staring at her, confused. Ginny returned to her plate, and served herself some bacon. She nibbled on it when the mail came. Owls upon owls soared in, looking for their masters and the recipiants. To her suprise, a barn owl landed in front of Ginny. "What? I never get mail," she mumbled to herself. She untied the letter from the owl's leg, and pushed her plate of bacon towards it. She opened it, as the owl took a rather large piece of bacon in it's beek and flew off.
Dearest Ginny,
I know of your friend Marshall. How dare she hurt my angel's feelings! But I must insist that you forget about Joey. It's making me crazy with jealousy! He dumped you, very rudely I may add, so that's his problem! He goes off shagging your best friend, probobly just to make you jealous! I have another poem for you! I hope you liked the last one!
Love is the greatest feeling,
Love is like a play,
Love is what I feel for you,
Each and every day,
Love is like a smile,
Love is like a song,
Love is a great emotion,
That keeps us going strong,
I love you with my heart,
My body and my soul,
I love the way I keep loving,
Like a love I can't control,
So remember when your eyes meet mine,
I love you with all my heart,
Right from the very start.
Do you like it? Oh, how I hope you do! I wish I could tell you! But not yet. No, not yet. Please send me a letter back! Go to the Hogwarts owlery, and get the owl with 2 black spots on his back and red eyes. Say, "Send this to MD." He'll know where to go.
Love,
Your secret admirer
Ginny smiled as she read the poem over again. How does he do it? Suddenly, Ron who was sitting across from her noticed her grin, and the letter, then snatched it (rather rudely) out of her hands. "Ron! Give it back, it's mine!" Ginny cried, trying to snatch it back, Ron turned so she coudln't reach it. Ginny angrily sat back down, and watched as Ron's ears truned pink with anger, and grind his teeth together. "Who is this bastard who dares write 'love' at the end of a letter directed to my sister? And who DARES write her a love poem with the word love used," Ron paused his yelling to count the words, "exactly 10 times!" "Really?!" Ginny cried, and succesfully taking it from Ron's hands. Harry was curiously staring at the letter. Ginny smiled again. Hermione kicked her under the table to get her attention. Ginny looked at Hermione and mouthed, 'Later.' Hermione nodded, and went back to poking her food. Ron galred at her. "Ginny, who wrote that to you?!?!?!" Ron said rather thickly. "Ron, I sware if your head wasn't tied to your shoulders it would roll off! It says 'secret' admirer. Keyword is 'secret'! He hasn't told me yet," Ginny spat. "How do you know it's a he?" Ron asked. Ginny glared. "Ron. Am I the least bit lesbian?" Ginny asked, speaking slowly. "Well, there was that one time where-" Ginny cut Ron off. "That's not the point! See you at lunch. Harry, Hermione. Ickle Ronnikins," Ginny got up, and snickered at Ron's face, then walked out of the Great Hall. She walked towards the Marble Staircase, and began to climb it. She was so busy mumbling things about her brother, she forgot about the one step that made you sink into it like quicksand. "Crap!" Ginny whispered loudly. She tried to pull her leg out, but the more she tried, the deeper she sank. The step was now above her knee. She looked around. Was someone coming from the otherside- yes, it was! Oh boy. It's Draco. Ginny looked down at her disappearing leg, then a Malfoy, then back at her leg. She groaned, and called to the boy, "Malfoy! Malfoy, can you help me? PLEASE!" Draco looked at her and smirked. He walked towards her, and leaned on the railing at her side. "Clumsy are we?" he smirked. Ginny rolled her eyes. "Just help me, would you?" she said angrily. He sighed, rolled his eyes, and stuck out his hand, and Ginny put her small hand in his again for the second time this year. He pulled, and pulled, but she wouldn't budge. "Push, Weasel!" he said, pulling back. "I am!" she said, heaving. Suddenly, Ginny's foot came loose, and she went flying. Right ontop of Draco. Draco was knocked over and Ginny landed on him. Their eyes met, and Ginny felt a smile tugging at her lips. Her arms were at either side of his head, and her long, wavy, fiery red hair was hanging down and tickling the sides of his face. Suddenly, Ginny came back to reality. "Get away from me!" she said, jumping up. Draco stood and brushed himself off. "Your the one who was ontop of me!" "You never psuhed me off!" she defended herself. "Well, it's becuase you sat your fat ass on me!" Draco cried. Ginny rolled her eyes, and walked off.