Chapter 6
"Owww, my head!" Ginny sat up, clutching her head, and wincing in pain.
Where was she? She tried to open her eyes, but oddly, they were too heavy. She tried again, but only managed a slight blurry peek.
"Ginny! Are you awake? Are you okay Gin? I'm sorry! I really didn't mean to! It was an accident! P-please Gin, are you okay?" Someone's light, squeaky voice was rambling to her. She could tell that he was very close to her, but she couldn't understand what he was saying.
"What, what? What's going on?" Ginny spoke in a raspy voice, as if she hadn't talked in a hundred years.
"I-I hit you, with my spell, I had bad aim. I'm so sorry Gin! I didn't mean to! Y-you got knocked out, and you hit the floor, h-hard. I really didn't mean too Gin! I'm really, really sorry!" The squeaky voice rambled on.
Ginny opened her eyes. Slowly, she realized that she was in the hospital wing. Her friends stood all around her, they had worried looks in her eyes. Colin Creevy was the one murmuring to her. Ginny felt uncomfortable, and she realized that everything that had happened before was just a dream. Lord Voldemort (Ginny shuddered at the name, and the remembrance of his voice) hadn't killed all of her friends, and everything was going to be all right.
Ginny sighed heavily with relief.
"Gin, are you okay? You're so pale, and you're shaking. A-are you all right? You fell pretty hard. You hit your head!" Lavender looked at Ginny, her eyes filled with concern.
"I-I'm fine. I j-just need s-some rest." Ginny stuttered, still shaking. She was suddenly very cold.
"Yes, all of you leave at once! Ginny needs her rest, I have a feeling she will have to spend the night." Mrs. Pomfrey walked in, shooing all of the students away.
Ginny was alone, and she was exhausted, she needed to sleep, but was afraid she would dream again.
Just then, Harry, Hermione, and Ron rushed in; ignoring the look Mrs. Pomfrey gave them.
"Gin! Gin! Are you okay? We heard about the accident--."
"Stupid Creevy!" Ron spat out.
"--And we came as fast as we could. You look horrible Gin, are you okay?" Hermione looked a Ginny, her eyes filled with concern, just like Lavender's.
"I'm fine, just...tired." Ginny slowly sighed, and then sat up once again.
"We were worried sick! God, Gin, you really do look awful. Your face is pale, your hair is practically sticking to your face, and you have deep circles under your eyes. Is there something your not telling us? Geez you're shaking too." Harry put his hand on her shoulders, which sent shivers through Ginny's spine, and he quickly pulled away.
"I'm fine! I'm just tired, and I've got a headache." Ginny clutched her head, she couldn't tell them what happened, they wouldn't understand.
"Are you sure Ginny? I mean, we could stay here, you know, talk?" Hermione stepped closer to Ginny.
"I'M FINE!" Ginny tried to yell, but only managed a horse squeak.
"Okay, okay Gin, we'll go. But we'll be back tomorrow." Ron turned away from Ginny and walked out of the hospital wing.
"We'll be back Ginny." Hermione looked at Ginny with concerned eyes one last time, and then dragged Harry toward the large doors.
"We were only trying to help. She didn't have to snap back at us." Harry whispered to Hermione.
"Just leave her alone. She's gone through something, and she's not telling us. She will eventually though, it's not like she's going to tell anyone else. Just give her some time." Hermione whispered back, her bushy hair swinging as they walked through the large double doors.
They had no idea what Ginny had gone through. She only just saw Lord Voldemort, killing everyone in sight, including those Ginny loved. She only just saw blood, and screaming, and gore. Ginny must have been a sight, with her sweating, and trembling at the same time. But that was in no way compared to the way she felt. She would never tell them though. They wouldn't understand. Why would she? It's not like they ever asked how she felt about anything. It's not like they ever cared. In her second year, Ginny had been controlled by Tom Riddle, and almost killed people. And did they ever ask if she was okay after it was all over? On the contrary, they only congratulated Harry, on his wonderful successes. She would find someone else to talk to, but never would she tell Hermione, Harry, or Ron.
Ginny turned on her side, brushing her fingers through her hair, and of her forehead. She finally fell asleep, after a half-hour of remembering deadly screams.
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"You never showed up." A loud voice woke Ginny up from her surprisingly deep slumber.
Ginny turned on her side, sat up, and rubbed her eyes.
"Jesus Christ! Will no one let me sleep tonight?" Ginny said, her voice filled with annoyance.
She turned to see her visitor, who had arrived at exactly (Ginny turned to look at the old grandfather clock, in the corner of the room) 2:00 AM. It was Malfoy...again.
"You didn't show up when I asked you to." Malfoy walked closer to Ginny's bed, and then leaned on the wall in front of her with the Malfoy smirk on his face.
"Oh my God Malfoy. Piss off. It's 2:00 in the morning, I've barely gotten any sleep, my head is killing me, and I believe I'm on the verge of going insane. How can you have the nerve to wake me up, all because I didn't visit you?" Ginny lay back down, and tried to cover face with her cotton blanket.
"I asked you to visit me. And you didn't. So now I'm visiting you." Malfoy said. Ginny could tell that he was enjoying this. His voice reeked of sheer pleasure.
"Thanks for stating the obvious ferret-face, now please, go away so I can sleep." Ginny stated plainly still hiding her face behind the blanket.
Malfoy pulled up a chair, and sat down next to Ginny. Ginny sighed loudly, and pulled the blanket off her and laid it next to her. She sat up, and looked Malfoy in the face. Her face was full of anger, and her eyes were on fire. Ginny pulled back her hair in a loose ponytail, while loose strings dangled around her face.
"You have my full attention. Take it and run with it while I'm still awake." Ginny sat, and waited.
"My, my Miss Weasel. Are you always this feisty at 2:oo in the morning? That may come in handy, on some occasions..." Malfoy trailed off, his face clearly stating that he was enjoying making Ginny angry.
"If all you're going to do is insult me, then if I remember correctly I told you to piss off." Ginny lay back down in her bed, pulling at her tight cotton shirt, making sure that it didn't come up to far.
"I came, to make a deal with you." Malfoy stated, now staring at Ginny.
Ginny raised her eyebrow.
"Stop staring at me that way Malfoy. And what sort of deal are you talking about?" Ginny sat back up; now afraid she would make herself dizzy.
"A deal, that will help you and me both. A deal, that will benefit for me and you both. A deal--."
"Cut the crap ferret and get to the point." Ginny couldn't help herself; she was tired, hungry, cranky, and cold. The pajamas she was wearing, were simply cotton shorts, and a tight cotton shirt.
"—Don't interrupt me and I will. As you know, this is my last year at Hogwarts, and I want to make a lasting impression. As well as break off from my father. He wants me to grow up in the `family' business, and, well, err... marry who he chooses. He basically wants to run my life, whatever way he wants, and well, I have different plans." Malfoy rolled his eyes, still smirking.
"What does all of this have to do with me? Let alone, why would I care?" Ginny still wasn't convinced that Malfoy was up to no good, but she listened as he continued on.
"I hear, that the baby of the muggle-loving family wants to break out of her shell. So, you want to be noticed do you? You want to--."
"I'm perfectly capable of--."
"Now who's the one interrupting?" Malfoy raised his eyebrow, a small smile forming at the ends of his lips.
"What better way for you to break out of your shell, and me to break away from my father, that to pretend that you and I, we, umm... have a relationship?"
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR BLOODY MIND? WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO GO OUT WITH A SLIMY GIT LIKE YOU? YOU'RE THE LAST PERSON! TELL ME! WHY WOULD I?" Ginny did not realize that her voice had reached a level that was far too loud.
"It's just a suggestion Weasel, just know that I would enjoy it even less than you would." Malfoy shrugged his shoulders.
"You have gone crazy haven't you? Why me? Why would you pick me out of all the other brainless girls in the school who would gladly say yes to you?" Ginny was now growing extremely tired, even though she was surprised at Malfoy's stupid suggestion.
"Because, you are the one everyone would least expect. Except for mudblood Granger, but there's no way I'm dating her. Besides, don't tell me you wouldn't enjoy it. And you have to realize it would boost your reputation." Malfoy stood up, and pushed the chair back to its original spot. He knew this conversation was coming to an end.
"I'm too tired Malfoy. Take your stupid suggestion, which is only causing me a migraine, and go away." Ginny pleaded him this time. She wanted sleep badly.
"Whatever Weasel. I want an answer by tomorrow. Don't forget." Malfoy turned to walk away, and started heading towards the door.
Ginny just now noticed loud snoring coming from Mrs. Pomfrey's office. Mrs. Pomfrey! Why didn't she hear Malfoy get in?
"Malfoy wait! How did you get in her so un-noticed?" Ginny was confused and dazed, but she was also curious.
"Oh, that git? She won't wake up for another couple of hours. It's amazing what a really strong sleeping potion can do, isn't it?" Malfoy laughed, as he gave Ginny her answer, not turning around once.
Ginny lay back down. For the final time. She closed her eyes and smiled. He did have his charms. "No Ginny don't go falling for that perverted prat!" Ginnny thought to herself. "He's danger and you know it!" Ginny smiled again. Sometimes it was fun to be dangerous every once in a while....
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ @thors note: This sucks. Thanks to Laur1532. But, I only get reviews from you!! I mean, I don't want to whine or anything, but, I really hoped that I would get at least 15 reviews. Oh well, I won't jinx myself. I have to stop reading other people's stories!! That makes me feel like mine are very bad, because all of the one's I read are really good. Oh well, I guess I'll just keep writing and see what happens. These are my goals for both of my stories: update every other story, every other day read other peoples stories, and ask them to read mine (begging, and pleading fall into this category. Try to make them more dark, serious, and romantic, but also fun. (that usually pulls people in doesn't it?) Sleep more Okay, that's about it!! I'll try to update my other story tomorrow. NO SCHOOL *jumps for joy and clicks heals* okay.. *yawns* well, I'm going to sleep now. Nighty night. : P
p.s- I know Ginny sounds.. different, but she's about to break out of her shell (maybe) and It's 2:00 in the morning. She's dazed. Just remember that. Do you think I should do the next chapter in Draco's p.o.v? hmm... suggestions ....suggestions
guess what? I can tell that the review button can't wait to be clicked again! Is it calling your name yet???
"Owww, my head!" Ginny sat up, clutching her head, and wincing in pain.
Where was she? She tried to open her eyes, but oddly, they were too heavy. She tried again, but only managed a slight blurry peek.
"Ginny! Are you awake? Are you okay Gin? I'm sorry! I really didn't mean to! It was an accident! P-please Gin, are you okay?" Someone's light, squeaky voice was rambling to her. She could tell that he was very close to her, but she couldn't understand what he was saying.
"What, what? What's going on?" Ginny spoke in a raspy voice, as if she hadn't talked in a hundred years.
"I-I hit you, with my spell, I had bad aim. I'm so sorry Gin! I didn't mean to! Y-you got knocked out, and you hit the floor, h-hard. I really didn't mean too Gin! I'm really, really sorry!" The squeaky voice rambled on.
Ginny opened her eyes. Slowly, she realized that she was in the hospital wing. Her friends stood all around her, they had worried looks in her eyes. Colin Creevy was the one murmuring to her. Ginny felt uncomfortable, and she realized that everything that had happened before was just a dream. Lord Voldemort (Ginny shuddered at the name, and the remembrance of his voice) hadn't killed all of her friends, and everything was going to be all right.
Ginny sighed heavily with relief.
"Gin, are you okay? You're so pale, and you're shaking. A-are you all right? You fell pretty hard. You hit your head!" Lavender looked at Ginny, her eyes filled with concern.
"I-I'm fine. I j-just need s-some rest." Ginny stuttered, still shaking. She was suddenly very cold.
"Yes, all of you leave at once! Ginny needs her rest, I have a feeling she will have to spend the night." Mrs. Pomfrey walked in, shooing all of the students away.
Ginny was alone, and she was exhausted, she needed to sleep, but was afraid she would dream again.
Just then, Harry, Hermione, and Ron rushed in; ignoring the look Mrs. Pomfrey gave them.
"Gin! Gin! Are you okay? We heard about the accident--."
"Stupid Creevy!" Ron spat out.
"--And we came as fast as we could. You look horrible Gin, are you okay?" Hermione looked a Ginny, her eyes filled with concern, just like Lavender's.
"I'm fine, just...tired." Ginny slowly sighed, and then sat up once again.
"We were worried sick! God, Gin, you really do look awful. Your face is pale, your hair is practically sticking to your face, and you have deep circles under your eyes. Is there something your not telling us? Geez you're shaking too." Harry put his hand on her shoulders, which sent shivers through Ginny's spine, and he quickly pulled away.
"I'm fine! I'm just tired, and I've got a headache." Ginny clutched her head, she couldn't tell them what happened, they wouldn't understand.
"Are you sure Ginny? I mean, we could stay here, you know, talk?" Hermione stepped closer to Ginny.
"I'M FINE!" Ginny tried to yell, but only managed a horse squeak.
"Okay, okay Gin, we'll go. But we'll be back tomorrow." Ron turned away from Ginny and walked out of the hospital wing.
"We'll be back Ginny." Hermione looked at Ginny with concerned eyes one last time, and then dragged Harry toward the large doors.
"We were only trying to help. She didn't have to snap back at us." Harry whispered to Hermione.
"Just leave her alone. She's gone through something, and she's not telling us. She will eventually though, it's not like she's going to tell anyone else. Just give her some time." Hermione whispered back, her bushy hair swinging as they walked through the large double doors.
They had no idea what Ginny had gone through. She only just saw Lord Voldemort, killing everyone in sight, including those Ginny loved. She only just saw blood, and screaming, and gore. Ginny must have been a sight, with her sweating, and trembling at the same time. But that was in no way compared to the way she felt. She would never tell them though. They wouldn't understand. Why would she? It's not like they ever asked how she felt about anything. It's not like they ever cared. In her second year, Ginny had been controlled by Tom Riddle, and almost killed people. And did they ever ask if she was okay after it was all over? On the contrary, they only congratulated Harry, on his wonderful successes. She would find someone else to talk to, but never would she tell Hermione, Harry, or Ron.
Ginny turned on her side, brushing her fingers through her hair, and of her forehead. She finally fell asleep, after a half-hour of remembering deadly screams.
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"You never showed up." A loud voice woke Ginny up from her surprisingly deep slumber.
Ginny turned on her side, sat up, and rubbed her eyes.
"Jesus Christ! Will no one let me sleep tonight?" Ginny said, her voice filled with annoyance.
She turned to see her visitor, who had arrived at exactly (Ginny turned to look at the old grandfather clock, in the corner of the room) 2:00 AM. It was Malfoy...again.
"You didn't show up when I asked you to." Malfoy walked closer to Ginny's bed, and then leaned on the wall in front of her with the Malfoy smirk on his face.
"Oh my God Malfoy. Piss off. It's 2:00 in the morning, I've barely gotten any sleep, my head is killing me, and I believe I'm on the verge of going insane. How can you have the nerve to wake me up, all because I didn't visit you?" Ginny lay back down, and tried to cover face with her cotton blanket.
"I asked you to visit me. And you didn't. So now I'm visiting you." Malfoy said. Ginny could tell that he was enjoying this. His voice reeked of sheer pleasure.
"Thanks for stating the obvious ferret-face, now please, go away so I can sleep." Ginny stated plainly still hiding her face behind the blanket.
Malfoy pulled up a chair, and sat down next to Ginny. Ginny sighed loudly, and pulled the blanket off her and laid it next to her. She sat up, and looked Malfoy in the face. Her face was full of anger, and her eyes were on fire. Ginny pulled back her hair in a loose ponytail, while loose strings dangled around her face.
"You have my full attention. Take it and run with it while I'm still awake." Ginny sat, and waited.
"My, my Miss Weasel. Are you always this feisty at 2:oo in the morning? That may come in handy, on some occasions..." Malfoy trailed off, his face clearly stating that he was enjoying making Ginny angry.
"If all you're going to do is insult me, then if I remember correctly I told you to piss off." Ginny lay back down in her bed, pulling at her tight cotton shirt, making sure that it didn't come up to far.
"I came, to make a deal with you." Malfoy stated, now staring at Ginny.
Ginny raised her eyebrow.
"Stop staring at me that way Malfoy. And what sort of deal are you talking about?" Ginny sat back up; now afraid she would make herself dizzy.
"A deal, that will help you and me both. A deal, that will benefit for me and you both. A deal--."
"Cut the crap ferret and get to the point." Ginny couldn't help herself; she was tired, hungry, cranky, and cold. The pajamas she was wearing, were simply cotton shorts, and a tight cotton shirt.
"—Don't interrupt me and I will. As you know, this is my last year at Hogwarts, and I want to make a lasting impression. As well as break off from my father. He wants me to grow up in the `family' business, and, well, err... marry who he chooses. He basically wants to run my life, whatever way he wants, and well, I have different plans." Malfoy rolled his eyes, still smirking.
"What does all of this have to do with me? Let alone, why would I care?" Ginny still wasn't convinced that Malfoy was up to no good, but she listened as he continued on.
"I hear, that the baby of the muggle-loving family wants to break out of her shell. So, you want to be noticed do you? You want to--."
"I'm perfectly capable of--."
"Now who's the one interrupting?" Malfoy raised his eyebrow, a small smile forming at the ends of his lips.
"What better way for you to break out of your shell, and me to break away from my father, that to pretend that you and I, we, umm... have a relationship?"
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR BLOODY MIND? WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO GO OUT WITH A SLIMY GIT LIKE YOU? YOU'RE THE LAST PERSON! TELL ME! WHY WOULD I?" Ginny did not realize that her voice had reached a level that was far too loud.
"It's just a suggestion Weasel, just know that I would enjoy it even less than you would." Malfoy shrugged his shoulders.
"You have gone crazy haven't you? Why me? Why would you pick me out of all the other brainless girls in the school who would gladly say yes to you?" Ginny was now growing extremely tired, even though she was surprised at Malfoy's stupid suggestion.
"Because, you are the one everyone would least expect. Except for mudblood Granger, but there's no way I'm dating her. Besides, don't tell me you wouldn't enjoy it. And you have to realize it would boost your reputation." Malfoy stood up, and pushed the chair back to its original spot. He knew this conversation was coming to an end.
"I'm too tired Malfoy. Take your stupid suggestion, which is only causing me a migraine, and go away." Ginny pleaded him this time. She wanted sleep badly.
"Whatever Weasel. I want an answer by tomorrow. Don't forget." Malfoy turned to walk away, and started heading towards the door.
Ginny just now noticed loud snoring coming from Mrs. Pomfrey's office. Mrs. Pomfrey! Why didn't she hear Malfoy get in?
"Malfoy wait! How did you get in her so un-noticed?" Ginny was confused and dazed, but she was also curious.
"Oh, that git? She won't wake up for another couple of hours. It's amazing what a really strong sleeping potion can do, isn't it?" Malfoy laughed, as he gave Ginny her answer, not turning around once.
Ginny lay back down. For the final time. She closed her eyes and smiled. He did have his charms. "No Ginny don't go falling for that perverted prat!" Ginnny thought to herself. "He's danger and you know it!" Ginny smiled again. Sometimes it was fun to be dangerous every once in a while....
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ @thors note: This sucks. Thanks to Laur1532. But, I only get reviews from you!! I mean, I don't want to whine or anything, but, I really hoped that I would get at least 15 reviews. Oh well, I won't jinx myself. I have to stop reading other people's stories!! That makes me feel like mine are very bad, because all of the one's I read are really good. Oh well, I guess I'll just keep writing and see what happens. These are my goals for both of my stories: update every other story, every other day read other peoples stories, and ask them to read mine (begging, and pleading fall into this category. Try to make them more dark, serious, and romantic, but also fun. (that usually pulls people in doesn't it?) Sleep more Okay, that's about it!! I'll try to update my other story tomorrow. NO SCHOOL *jumps for joy and clicks heals* okay.. *yawns* well, I'm going to sleep now. Nighty night. : P
p.s- I know Ginny sounds.. different, but she's about to break out of her shell (maybe) and It's 2:00 in the morning. She's dazed. Just remember that. Do you think I should do the next chapter in Draco's p.o.v? hmm... suggestions ....suggestions
guess what? I can tell that the review button can't wait to be clicked again! Is it calling your name yet???