Deep Water
Summary – Draco Malfoy fascinates Ginny Weasley, and not being a typical Gryffindor will this interest lead to something more? Disclaimer – I own nothing...I am sure you have read many of these, so as much as I wish I did come up with the Harry Potter idea, I am most certain if I was to tell you I did you probably wouldn't believe me anyway, so therefore it would be a waste of my time to try and convince you, am I babbling? A/N – Thankyou to any reviewers I appreciate it. This chapter was kind of hard to write because it is sort of boring and nothing much happens and I was like ergh should be studying for economics when I wrote it.
Chapter Five – An unexpected gift.
Ginny got up, as if to go to tutoring then remembered it was only twice a week anyway, it confused her to feel a touch of disappointment when she remembered that.
Before Ginny could even enter the Great Hall the next morning, Harry who looked awkward bombarded her.
"Morning Gin" he greeted her, shifting his eyes to inside the hall.
Ginny smiled at him suspiciously before peering around the door. What was bothering Harry was immediately obvious, Ron and Hermione were sitting together at the table, the only empty seats were only a couple away from them.
"Morning Harry..." Ginny greeted him back then she grabbed his arm and pulled him into the hall, "They are your best friends Har, you can't just avoid them" Ginny gently said pushing him down on the bench.
Harry glowered at her before beginning a conversation with Neville. Ginny had a feeling, well in fact, she knew he was only doing it to avoid talking to the couple a few seats down. Of course she pitied him a bit, but Ron was her brother, and Hermione her friend, she wouldn't get involved with their ludicrous love triangle. Ginny rose her eyes and Malfoy looking at her. Ginny raised her eyebrow questioning his actions, it nearly made her fall backwards to see a faint blush creepy up his neck, she had made Malfoy blush? Maybe...maybe he did like her, her heart pumped a little quicker, the thought that Malfoy liked her made her feel so, excited...fulfilled? But when she looked up again she saw him talking to Parkinson, 'the rat' Ginny muttered under her breath glaring venomously at the 7th year Slytherin girl.
Ginny ambled down to the patch of grass near the lake during her free period that day, she'd always done that, she loved the soft swaying of the tree's and the periodic splashing from the lake. Lazily she pulled out her diary from her bag, she didn't write in it much but lately her thoughts were so bizarre it seemed a good idea to record them. Half an hour past and she was still writing when the crunch of sticks on the ground told her that somebody was approaching her. Ginny twisted her head around to see Malfoy along with a couple of Slytherins coming. Ginny recognised them as Ashton Cosier and Shelley Blackham, she knew them decently from their Potions study sessions the previous year. Ginny smiled at Shelley and Ashton patting the ground next to her. They sat, but Ginny still felt Malfoy standing there, Ginny tilted her head and looked at him and added, "You too Malfoy"
Without a word he sat on her other side. They talked about nothing really for the next ten minutes before Shelley approached the topic of Ginny's birthday.
"You're nearly sixteen aren't you Ginny?" Shelley asked curiously pulling her blonde hair up into a bun.
Stretching her legs and basking in the sun Ginny slurred a response, "Mmm...Saturday...I think..."
"You think?" Ashton asked indecorously, "Shouldn't you know your own birthday?"
Ginny giggled, "Yeah well...it is Saturday actually..."
"So, tomorrow?" Shelley confirmed.
"Mmm..." Ginny replied turning nodding to her friend.
Ginny glanced sideways and saw Malfoy looking at her peculiarly, it was strange he usually would have said something by now.
"Are the good ol' Gryffs doing anything for you?" Ashton asked sarcastically.
"Oh come'n Ash, I'm one of them..." Ginny replied good-naturedly.
Shelley snorted, "You...a Gryff? No way Gin, you're more a Slytherin than a Gryff!"
Ginny narrowed her eyes thinking once again perhaps she should have let the sorting hat put her in Slytherin.
Ashton suddenly stood up quickly, "SHIT! Shell, we should be at that stupid meeting thing Snape told us about...you know 6th year's stuffing up in his class or whatever he was talking about" Ashton said quickly already jogging towards the castle. Shelley got up quickly and followed him apologetically looking at them.
"So it's just you and me Weasley..." Malfoy drawled eventually.
"Again..." Ginny added sighing for effect.
They sat uncomfortably for a few moments before Malfoy stood up.
"I guess I'll see you tonight then Weasley..." he said in a business like tone.
Ginny frowned up at him, shielding the sun from her eyes with her hand. "Tonight?" she asked dubiously
"Yes tonight Weasley, you know...a little thing called tutoring?" Malfoy added acerbically
"Oh that's right..." Ginny said remembering.
Malfoy started walking away, but as Ginny watched him he cocked his head slightly around and called over his shoulder, "is it really your birthday tomorrow?"
"Yeah..." Ginny replied softly admiring the way his hair shone in the sun.
Ginny fell asleep late that night, tutoring had been a long session and she couldn't help wandering about Malfoy. They had got along well the day before but he seemed a little miffed at her for some reason, thinking bitterly to her, 'it's not like Malfoy needs a reason to hate a Weasley though'. Afterwards she had sought out Luna needing to talk about the Malfoy issue, but she hadn't been anywhere. Ginny had gone to the Ravenclaw common room and asked somebody going in if Luna was in, they had said no but how could she be sure? It's not like all Ravenclaws exactly liked Luna Lovegood that much...then the library, the astronomy tower (although the thought of what Luna would do up their made her slightly ill) and the kitchens and she had been nowhere.
The next morning Ginny woke up to somebody singing in her ear. Ginny bolted up to see Harry sitting next to her bed singing Happy Birthday. Ginny looked at him indecorously...
"What the hell are you doing?" Ginny said angrily trying to cover up her ragged nightclothes.
Harry pouted his lip and said, "I just wanted to say happy birthday!"
Ginny looked around the room and saw her dorm mates had gone,
"Come to think of it Harry, how did you get up here?" Ginny asked remembering guys couldn't come up to the female's rooms.
He shrugged, "I dunno really, I thought I'd give it a go, and here I am!" Harry replied honestly.
Pursing her lip Ginny muttered to herself, "Strange..."
Harry backed towards the door, "Well...come down ok Ginny, everybody is waiting for you downstairs!" Harry said his face distorting slightly at the mention of 'everybody'.
Ginny nodded and quickly changed clothes, she always loved getting presents despite feeling slightly guilty about it.
Folding up the last of the wrapping paper Ginny couldn't help feeling happy that some of the Gryffindors had actually remembered her birthday. Ron and Hermione had chipped in and bought her a thick Potions book, it seemed like such a dull present but Ginny knew the book was quite rare and expensive. The most fancy present by far was Harry's to her, it took Ginny a moment to decide to accept it, but after seeing the determined look on his face Ginny said nothing. It was a new racing broom, a Firebolt, not the newest version but it was much better than her using a broom that was shedding it's twigs off the end. Placing it carefully on her bed she couldn't help wandered whether Harry had only gotten her such a terrific present to spite Ron, or Hermione even.
Ginny moved in between the crowds flocking to Hogsmede for the day trip and made her way to the centre of town. In the middle was a fountain that she had always adored, not like the one at the Ministry, this fountain was of a unicorn, a pure white one spouting a stream of water from it's mouth. This part of Hogsmede wasn't often visited by students because it was more upmarket and the shops and restaurants were quite expensive or not to their tastes. But near the fountains lay a spread of little tables; it was Ginny's day to herself. She pulled out a ragged book by Homer, the Iliad. Her father's intentions towards muggles had seemed to rub off on her, Ginny just found ancient history in the muggle world so interesting, also because often some stories they grew up with had a magical twist to them.
They day past quickly, but soon enough she found that her eyes had read the same sentence over and over again. There was probably no need to even read it, she knew it nearly off by heart, at least the main jist to the story. Ginny bit her lip, something she had always done, a bad habit for when she was nervous. How did Malfoy feel about her? It was a maze of confusion, one moment she thought maybe he might like her, the next he was the same insulting severe Malfoy sending her death stares from across the room, and then just that morning he had smiled at her when she entered the room for breakfast. Ginny felt somebody sit down opposite to her and looked up happy when she found it was only Luna.
'Ello..." Ginny greeted her friend.
Luna tilted her head staring at her. "What is it?" Luna asked resting her head on her hand.
Knowing that Luna wouldn't leave her in peace until she told her Ginny told her about Malfoy's actions towards her.
"Gin, isn't it obvious? He likes you! I know he does!" Luna said, so sure of herself that for a moment Ginny believe it herself.
"Crap Luna, how would you know?" Ginny asked groaning.
This time, Ginny spotted the hesitation on her friends face.
"You don't know him do you Luna?" Ginny said suspiciously.
"No...no...how would I?" Luna replied smoothly.
Ginny took a sip of tea and replied, "I dunno, that's why I asked you."
"Yes...yes..." Luna replied staring off into the distance. "You know what Gin? I might just leave you be!" Luna stood looking at a point past her. Ginny hadn't even said goodbye when somebody else took Luna's place.
"Did I scare off your little Ravenclaw friend?" Draco Malfoy smirked at her.
Furrowing her brow Ginny heard the sarcasm but replied off – handidly, "Yeah yeah...I think you may of" but Ginny knew the real reason Luna had left was because she may have thought it productive to leave Ginny alone with Malfoy.
Ginny shifted in her seat as they both just sat there staring at a small tabby cat walk past.
"What are you doing here Malfoy?" Ginny asked after the cat had entered a small alleyway.
Malfoy inclined his head, "What do you mean Weasley?"
Ginny ran a hand through her loose hair and continued, "I mean Malfoy, why are you... Malfoy sitting here with me, a Weasley?"
Malfoy slammed his cup down on the table; "It's not up to you where I go Weasley!" he spat a little harshly.
"It is when it's around me..." Ginny added more calmly than she expected.
Malfoy rose from his seat seething. Ginny personally didn't understand what was wrong with him, why on earth was he so jumpy? Why did he get so god damn offended and defensive?
Roughly he pushed his chair back and reached into his pocket.
"I thought I might just give you this, Happy bloody Birthday Weasley!" Malfoy said throwing a package at her.
Ginny sat stunned for the next few minutes fingering the neat wrapping of the parcel. Ginny frowned at it, inquisitiveness though got the better of her, and tearing away the wrapping she felt guilty when she pulled out a quill. It wasn't just an ordinary quill Ginny recognised it is an expensive phoenix feather quill, one she had been admiring for quite some time. Stamping her foot against the ground Ginny shoved the quill into her bag and hurried after Malfoy, though, she didn't have any idea where he went.
Ginny didn't see Malfoy until the next Monday at Potions. She had considered many of times sending him a note to thank him for the gift, but she thought it a little weak of her. She wanted to thank him face to face. Ginny walked into the Potions room early hoping to find Draco already there, but unfortunately the only person she found was Blaise Zabini, Draco's best friend. Ginny could understand the fuss made about Blaise Zabini, he had handsome, old fashioned good looks, tall, strong, pale smooth skin and floppy black hair. His eyes though, they were dark as night and held little warmth, even though Ginny knew from Shelley and Ashton that he wasn't that bad a guy, she still felt wary of him. Perhaps it was because Ginny felt he looked a little like Tom Riddle did when he came out of the diary in her first year. He didn't look exactly like Riddle of course, his nose was quite different and his face shape wasn't exactly like his, but still, he brought back bad memories for her.
"Weasley" Blaise nodded his head at her as she entered the room.
"Zabini" Ginny replied, she was on alright terms with most Slytherins despite being a 'Gryff Weasley', she supposed it was due to her being friends with some Slytherins. Ginny hesitated not knowing where to sit, usually she sat next to Draco but she wasn't sure if he wanted her too anymore. She could see Blaise out of the corner of her eye looking at her, amusement in his eyes.
"Just sit Weasley," he finally said after she'd walked around the room twice.
Ginny reluctantly dumped her bag and sat in her usual spot. She checked her pocket watch and noticed there was still 5 minutes until most people would start turning up. Vaguely she wandered what Blaise was doing here that early anyway.
"What did you say to get Malfoy into such a huff?" Blaise said from behind her, Ginny spun to look at him confused.
Blaise continued seeing she wasn't sure what he meant, "When he came back from Hogsmede he went around cursing you something awful" Ginny turned away from him, not wanting him to see a her eyes grow a little misty, she wasn't going to cry, God No, but still, it hurt just a little. "It's strange," Blaise, continued a touch of cheek in his words, "I rather thought Malfoy fancied you...should have known better, a Malfoy? Fancying a Weasley?"
Ginny heard the rest of what he said but wasn't exactly listening, one of Draco's friends thought he fancied her? A tiny bit of hope rose in her chest but it was all dashed in a second when Draco stormed through the door, he halted when he saw her and sat at a table on the other side of the room. She could see Blaise looking from Draco to her, a smile playing on the corner of his lip.
Potions dragged on that lesson; Ginny kept trying to build up the courage to talk to Malfoy, convincing herself that she would say thankyou to him after the lesson. As soon as the bell rang indicating the lessons end Ginny rushed out of the room and blocked the entrance to the Dungeons stairs. She ignored the looks from passing Slytherins and it wasn't until a few minutes later that Draco walked past. He glanced at her then kept walking. Ginny reached out and grabbed his arm.
"What do you want now Weasley!" he hissed at her, pulling his arm from hers.
Ginny stepped back a little offended, "I just wanted to thankyou." She said quietly.
Draco stopped. "For what?" he asked in an entirely different tone.
"The present, it was lovely." Ginny said daring to raise her eyes to his.
Ginny almost thought that Draco smiled at her for a second.
"There you are Draco, I've been looking EVERYWHERE for you!" a female's voice called from down the corridor. Ginny froze; turning slowly to face the owner of the voice her stomach plunged when she came face to face with Luna.
A/N – ahahahahahahahaha. Does this qualify as a cliffie? Thankyou to my reviewers, especially those who review most or all chapters you guys rule! I know updates are coming quickly but it's just because I feel like writing, sometimes I leave a story for yonks, but not now.
Summary – Draco Malfoy fascinates Ginny Weasley, and not being a typical Gryffindor will this interest lead to something more? Disclaimer – I own nothing...I am sure you have read many of these, so as much as I wish I did come up with the Harry Potter idea, I am most certain if I was to tell you I did you probably wouldn't believe me anyway, so therefore it would be a waste of my time to try and convince you, am I babbling? A/N – Thankyou to any reviewers I appreciate it. This chapter was kind of hard to write because it is sort of boring and nothing much happens and I was like ergh should be studying for economics when I wrote it.
Chapter Five – An unexpected gift.
Ginny got up, as if to go to tutoring then remembered it was only twice a week anyway, it confused her to feel a touch of disappointment when she remembered that.
Before Ginny could even enter the Great Hall the next morning, Harry who looked awkward bombarded her.
"Morning Gin" he greeted her, shifting his eyes to inside the hall.
Ginny smiled at him suspiciously before peering around the door. What was bothering Harry was immediately obvious, Ron and Hermione were sitting together at the table, the only empty seats were only a couple away from them.
"Morning Harry..." Ginny greeted him back then she grabbed his arm and pulled him into the hall, "They are your best friends Har, you can't just avoid them" Ginny gently said pushing him down on the bench.
Harry glowered at her before beginning a conversation with Neville. Ginny had a feeling, well in fact, she knew he was only doing it to avoid talking to the couple a few seats down. Of course she pitied him a bit, but Ron was her brother, and Hermione her friend, she wouldn't get involved with their ludicrous love triangle. Ginny rose her eyes and Malfoy looking at her. Ginny raised her eyebrow questioning his actions, it nearly made her fall backwards to see a faint blush creepy up his neck, she had made Malfoy blush? Maybe...maybe he did like her, her heart pumped a little quicker, the thought that Malfoy liked her made her feel so, excited...fulfilled? But when she looked up again she saw him talking to Parkinson, 'the rat' Ginny muttered under her breath glaring venomously at the 7th year Slytherin girl.
Ginny ambled down to the patch of grass near the lake during her free period that day, she'd always done that, she loved the soft swaying of the tree's and the periodic splashing from the lake. Lazily she pulled out her diary from her bag, she didn't write in it much but lately her thoughts were so bizarre it seemed a good idea to record them. Half an hour past and she was still writing when the crunch of sticks on the ground told her that somebody was approaching her. Ginny twisted her head around to see Malfoy along with a couple of Slytherins coming. Ginny recognised them as Ashton Cosier and Shelley Blackham, she knew them decently from their Potions study sessions the previous year. Ginny smiled at Shelley and Ashton patting the ground next to her. They sat, but Ginny still felt Malfoy standing there, Ginny tilted her head and looked at him and added, "You too Malfoy"
Without a word he sat on her other side. They talked about nothing really for the next ten minutes before Shelley approached the topic of Ginny's birthday.
"You're nearly sixteen aren't you Ginny?" Shelley asked curiously pulling her blonde hair up into a bun.
Stretching her legs and basking in the sun Ginny slurred a response, "Mmm...Saturday...I think..."
"You think?" Ashton asked indecorously, "Shouldn't you know your own birthday?"
Ginny giggled, "Yeah well...it is Saturday actually..."
"So, tomorrow?" Shelley confirmed.
"Mmm..." Ginny replied turning nodding to her friend.
Ginny glanced sideways and saw Malfoy looking at her peculiarly, it was strange he usually would have said something by now.
"Are the good ol' Gryffs doing anything for you?" Ashton asked sarcastically.
"Oh come'n Ash, I'm one of them..." Ginny replied good-naturedly.
Shelley snorted, "You...a Gryff? No way Gin, you're more a Slytherin than a Gryff!"
Ginny narrowed her eyes thinking once again perhaps she should have let the sorting hat put her in Slytherin.
Ashton suddenly stood up quickly, "SHIT! Shell, we should be at that stupid meeting thing Snape told us about...you know 6th year's stuffing up in his class or whatever he was talking about" Ashton said quickly already jogging towards the castle. Shelley got up quickly and followed him apologetically looking at them.
"So it's just you and me Weasley..." Malfoy drawled eventually.
"Again..." Ginny added sighing for effect.
They sat uncomfortably for a few moments before Malfoy stood up.
"I guess I'll see you tonight then Weasley..." he said in a business like tone.
Ginny frowned up at him, shielding the sun from her eyes with her hand. "Tonight?" she asked dubiously
"Yes tonight Weasley, you know...a little thing called tutoring?" Malfoy added acerbically
"Oh that's right..." Ginny said remembering.
Malfoy started walking away, but as Ginny watched him he cocked his head slightly around and called over his shoulder, "is it really your birthday tomorrow?"
"Yeah..." Ginny replied softly admiring the way his hair shone in the sun.
Ginny fell asleep late that night, tutoring had been a long session and she couldn't help wandering about Malfoy. They had got along well the day before but he seemed a little miffed at her for some reason, thinking bitterly to her, 'it's not like Malfoy needs a reason to hate a Weasley though'. Afterwards she had sought out Luna needing to talk about the Malfoy issue, but she hadn't been anywhere. Ginny had gone to the Ravenclaw common room and asked somebody going in if Luna was in, they had said no but how could she be sure? It's not like all Ravenclaws exactly liked Luna Lovegood that much...then the library, the astronomy tower (although the thought of what Luna would do up their made her slightly ill) and the kitchens and she had been nowhere.
The next morning Ginny woke up to somebody singing in her ear. Ginny bolted up to see Harry sitting next to her bed singing Happy Birthday. Ginny looked at him indecorously...
"What the hell are you doing?" Ginny said angrily trying to cover up her ragged nightclothes.
Harry pouted his lip and said, "I just wanted to say happy birthday!"
Ginny looked around the room and saw her dorm mates had gone,
"Come to think of it Harry, how did you get up here?" Ginny asked remembering guys couldn't come up to the female's rooms.
He shrugged, "I dunno really, I thought I'd give it a go, and here I am!" Harry replied honestly.
Pursing her lip Ginny muttered to herself, "Strange..."
Harry backed towards the door, "Well...come down ok Ginny, everybody is waiting for you downstairs!" Harry said his face distorting slightly at the mention of 'everybody'.
Ginny nodded and quickly changed clothes, she always loved getting presents despite feeling slightly guilty about it.
Folding up the last of the wrapping paper Ginny couldn't help feeling happy that some of the Gryffindors had actually remembered her birthday. Ron and Hermione had chipped in and bought her a thick Potions book, it seemed like such a dull present but Ginny knew the book was quite rare and expensive. The most fancy present by far was Harry's to her, it took Ginny a moment to decide to accept it, but after seeing the determined look on his face Ginny said nothing. It was a new racing broom, a Firebolt, not the newest version but it was much better than her using a broom that was shedding it's twigs off the end. Placing it carefully on her bed she couldn't help wandered whether Harry had only gotten her such a terrific present to spite Ron, or Hermione even.
Ginny moved in between the crowds flocking to Hogsmede for the day trip and made her way to the centre of town. In the middle was a fountain that she had always adored, not like the one at the Ministry, this fountain was of a unicorn, a pure white one spouting a stream of water from it's mouth. This part of Hogsmede wasn't often visited by students because it was more upmarket and the shops and restaurants were quite expensive or not to their tastes. But near the fountains lay a spread of little tables; it was Ginny's day to herself. She pulled out a ragged book by Homer, the Iliad. Her father's intentions towards muggles had seemed to rub off on her, Ginny just found ancient history in the muggle world so interesting, also because often some stories they grew up with had a magical twist to them.
They day past quickly, but soon enough she found that her eyes had read the same sentence over and over again. There was probably no need to even read it, she knew it nearly off by heart, at least the main jist to the story. Ginny bit her lip, something she had always done, a bad habit for when she was nervous. How did Malfoy feel about her? It was a maze of confusion, one moment she thought maybe he might like her, the next he was the same insulting severe Malfoy sending her death stares from across the room, and then just that morning he had smiled at her when she entered the room for breakfast. Ginny felt somebody sit down opposite to her and looked up happy when she found it was only Luna.
'Ello..." Ginny greeted her friend.
Luna tilted her head staring at her. "What is it?" Luna asked resting her head on her hand.
Knowing that Luna wouldn't leave her in peace until she told her Ginny told her about Malfoy's actions towards her.
"Gin, isn't it obvious? He likes you! I know he does!" Luna said, so sure of herself that for a moment Ginny believe it herself.
"Crap Luna, how would you know?" Ginny asked groaning.
This time, Ginny spotted the hesitation on her friends face.
"You don't know him do you Luna?" Ginny said suspiciously.
"No...no...how would I?" Luna replied smoothly.
Ginny took a sip of tea and replied, "I dunno, that's why I asked you."
"Yes...yes..." Luna replied staring off into the distance. "You know what Gin? I might just leave you be!" Luna stood looking at a point past her. Ginny hadn't even said goodbye when somebody else took Luna's place.
"Did I scare off your little Ravenclaw friend?" Draco Malfoy smirked at her.
Furrowing her brow Ginny heard the sarcasm but replied off – handidly, "Yeah yeah...I think you may of" but Ginny knew the real reason Luna had left was because she may have thought it productive to leave Ginny alone with Malfoy.
Ginny shifted in her seat as they both just sat there staring at a small tabby cat walk past.
"What are you doing here Malfoy?" Ginny asked after the cat had entered a small alleyway.
Malfoy inclined his head, "What do you mean Weasley?"
Ginny ran a hand through her loose hair and continued, "I mean Malfoy, why are you... Malfoy sitting here with me, a Weasley?"
Malfoy slammed his cup down on the table; "It's not up to you where I go Weasley!" he spat a little harshly.
"It is when it's around me..." Ginny added more calmly than she expected.
Malfoy rose from his seat seething. Ginny personally didn't understand what was wrong with him, why on earth was he so jumpy? Why did he get so god damn offended and defensive?
Roughly he pushed his chair back and reached into his pocket.
"I thought I might just give you this, Happy bloody Birthday Weasley!" Malfoy said throwing a package at her.
Ginny sat stunned for the next few minutes fingering the neat wrapping of the parcel. Ginny frowned at it, inquisitiveness though got the better of her, and tearing away the wrapping she felt guilty when she pulled out a quill. It wasn't just an ordinary quill Ginny recognised it is an expensive phoenix feather quill, one she had been admiring for quite some time. Stamping her foot against the ground Ginny shoved the quill into her bag and hurried after Malfoy, though, she didn't have any idea where he went.
Ginny didn't see Malfoy until the next Monday at Potions. She had considered many of times sending him a note to thank him for the gift, but she thought it a little weak of her. She wanted to thank him face to face. Ginny walked into the Potions room early hoping to find Draco already there, but unfortunately the only person she found was Blaise Zabini, Draco's best friend. Ginny could understand the fuss made about Blaise Zabini, he had handsome, old fashioned good looks, tall, strong, pale smooth skin and floppy black hair. His eyes though, they were dark as night and held little warmth, even though Ginny knew from Shelley and Ashton that he wasn't that bad a guy, she still felt wary of him. Perhaps it was because Ginny felt he looked a little like Tom Riddle did when he came out of the diary in her first year. He didn't look exactly like Riddle of course, his nose was quite different and his face shape wasn't exactly like his, but still, he brought back bad memories for her.
"Weasley" Blaise nodded his head at her as she entered the room.
"Zabini" Ginny replied, she was on alright terms with most Slytherins despite being a 'Gryff Weasley', she supposed it was due to her being friends with some Slytherins. Ginny hesitated not knowing where to sit, usually she sat next to Draco but she wasn't sure if he wanted her too anymore. She could see Blaise out of the corner of her eye looking at her, amusement in his eyes.
"Just sit Weasley," he finally said after she'd walked around the room twice.
Ginny reluctantly dumped her bag and sat in her usual spot. She checked her pocket watch and noticed there was still 5 minutes until most people would start turning up. Vaguely she wandered what Blaise was doing here that early anyway.
"What did you say to get Malfoy into such a huff?" Blaise said from behind her, Ginny spun to look at him confused.
Blaise continued seeing she wasn't sure what he meant, "When he came back from Hogsmede he went around cursing you something awful" Ginny turned away from him, not wanting him to see a her eyes grow a little misty, she wasn't going to cry, God No, but still, it hurt just a little. "It's strange," Blaise, continued a touch of cheek in his words, "I rather thought Malfoy fancied you...should have known better, a Malfoy? Fancying a Weasley?"
Ginny heard the rest of what he said but wasn't exactly listening, one of Draco's friends thought he fancied her? A tiny bit of hope rose in her chest but it was all dashed in a second when Draco stormed through the door, he halted when he saw her and sat at a table on the other side of the room. She could see Blaise looking from Draco to her, a smile playing on the corner of his lip.
Potions dragged on that lesson; Ginny kept trying to build up the courage to talk to Malfoy, convincing herself that she would say thankyou to him after the lesson. As soon as the bell rang indicating the lessons end Ginny rushed out of the room and blocked the entrance to the Dungeons stairs. She ignored the looks from passing Slytherins and it wasn't until a few minutes later that Draco walked past. He glanced at her then kept walking. Ginny reached out and grabbed his arm.
"What do you want now Weasley!" he hissed at her, pulling his arm from hers.
Ginny stepped back a little offended, "I just wanted to thankyou." She said quietly.
Draco stopped. "For what?" he asked in an entirely different tone.
"The present, it was lovely." Ginny said daring to raise her eyes to his.
Ginny almost thought that Draco smiled at her for a second.
"There you are Draco, I've been looking EVERYWHERE for you!" a female's voice called from down the corridor. Ginny froze; turning slowly to face the owner of the voice her stomach plunged when she came face to face with Luna.
A/N – ahahahahahahahaha. Does this qualify as a cliffie? Thankyou to my reviewers, especially those who review most or all chapters you guys rule! I know updates are coming quickly but it's just because I feel like writing, sometimes I leave a story for yonks, but not now.