DISCLAIMER: All that is not mine, I disclaim.
Author's Note: I decided to put this little bit of story in it's own chapter thinger. I didn't want it in the other one, and I don't think it would be as good if I put it in with the next piece. So, yeah. With that, I present to you, The Match Part II.
Virginia could still hear the roar of the crowd behind her. She was walking back towards the common room to sleep. The events of that night's match still fresh in her mind. She was pulled out of her thoughts by the sound of someone else walking down the corridor. Virginia stopped and turned around to find herself staring into two silvery gray eyes.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Virginia spat out. She had wanted to sound angry and annoyed, but it had come out as a shy whisper.
"I just want to talk to you. Is that so wrong?"
"Go find someone else to bother." She turned around and began walking again, but she stopped as Malfoy placed his hand on her shoulder. He gently turned her around and whispered into her ear.
"You know Virginia, I'm not as bad as you think." He smiled and placed something into her palm.
"Give Potter my regards." And with that, he turned and left. His green seeker's robes billowing out behind him.
Virginia felt the thing in her hand move. She looked down into her palm and saw a small golden ball with wings struggling to break free.
"Asshole."
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Author's Note: That was incredibly short, yes I know. I apologize. Thanks to the two peoples (Ha ha ha ha ha ha. I laugh at the pathetic amount of reviews I have.) who reviewed. I AM NOTICED. Feels good.
Oh yeah. And I want to say sorry to my friend Ashley Phillips who is probably mad right now because she already red this part at school when I wrote it. I will get right to finishing the next chapter. I kinda have an idea of where I want this to go, but I still wouldn't mind some suggestions.
- Rhamnusia
Author's Note: I decided to put this little bit of story in it's own chapter thinger. I didn't want it in the other one, and I don't think it would be as good if I put it in with the next piece. So, yeah. With that, I present to you, The Match Part II.
Virginia could still hear the roar of the crowd behind her. She was walking back towards the common room to sleep. The events of that night's match still fresh in her mind. She was pulled out of her thoughts by the sound of someone else walking down the corridor. Virginia stopped and turned around to find herself staring into two silvery gray eyes.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Virginia spat out. She had wanted to sound angry and annoyed, but it had come out as a shy whisper.
"I just want to talk to you. Is that so wrong?"
"Go find someone else to bother." She turned around and began walking again, but she stopped as Malfoy placed his hand on her shoulder. He gently turned her around and whispered into her ear.
"You know Virginia, I'm not as bad as you think." He smiled and placed something into her palm.
"Give Potter my regards." And with that, he turned and left. His green seeker's robes billowing out behind him.
Virginia felt the thing in her hand move. She looked down into her palm and saw a small golden ball with wings struggling to break free.
"Asshole."
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Author's Note: That was incredibly short, yes I know. I apologize. Thanks to the two peoples (Ha ha ha ha ha ha. I laugh at the pathetic amount of reviews I have.) who reviewed. I AM NOTICED. Feels good.
Oh yeah. And I want to say sorry to my friend Ashley Phillips who is probably mad right now because she already red this part at school when I wrote it. I will get right to finishing the next chapter. I kinda have an idea of where I want this to go, but I still wouldn't mind some suggestions.
- Rhamnusia