A/N – I know this took a little while to update, but I really was not in
the mood, besides it wasn't really that long. There will probably be only
two more chapters of this story I am thinking, it really depends on what I
feel like writing about. I still am not final on who Hermione will end up,
I am swinging to Harry, or nobody...but majority wins, so vote for who you
want. Thankyou to everyone reviewing, 60 reviews, although pitiful in
comparison to some other stories, is really good, the most I've gotten and
of course it pleases me. ( Gives a Ewan McGreggor grin at that, although it
wouldn't really work for various reason such as, a) I am not ewan
mcgreggor, I think any other reasons wouldn't matter because not being ewan
really finalises it doesn't it?) Anyway, please review, and thankyou again
to those who have, especially those who have reviewed most chapters, you
guys rock!
Chapter Nine – Aftermath
Ginny chose, once again, the easy way out...she ran.
Ginny sat down by the lake, her dress being spoilt by the ground, she didn't care though, everything was just so wrong! Why couldn't she hate Draco? Everything would be so much easier that way, no suspicion, no family arguments...no confusion. She knew herself, she didn't trust Draco, he'd never said a word about the war, where he had been, what he had done, for all she knew he may have been a deatheater. But, she couldn't help loving him either, the way his mouth would twitch when he found something funny, how his eyes sparkled, usually when he was laughing at her, but still...
"I thought that you would care to know Miss Weasley, that Mr. Malfoy is recovering superbly..."
Ginny's shivering succumbed and she turned to face Dumbledore. He was standing, silhouetted in the moonlight, and it gave him an eerie sort of look.
"Ok..." Ginny muttered back he knew it was rude, but what else was she meant to do!
Dumbledore laughed, very softly, but she still heard him.
"You know Miss Weasley, there are some things worth fighting for..." Dumbledore said, she turned to him; he was not looking at her but the sky.
Even long after he left she didn't fully understand the underlying message in his words, did he mean something about Draco? If anybody was to know what Draco had done, or where he had been it would be Dumbledore, for Dumbledore knew almost everything. Ginny walked slowly back to the Gryffindor tower that night hoping nobody would be there for the hour was late...looking at her watch Ginny thought to herself, rather, the hour was early! She pushed wearily through the portrait and sighed when she saw a shadow of somebody sitting in a chair near the fire. Ginny tried creeping past the chair, hopefully the person in it was asleep, but the sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach told her the contrary.
"I was wondering when you would be back!"
Ginny winced when she heard Ron snarl those words.
He stood up, his height towering over her dramatically, "You've been with that Malfoy scum haven't you!" he continued waving his arms around. He had a slightly mad glint to his eye, like he was unreasonable. Ginny was about to protest heatedly when Ron continued, not seeming to have even noticed she was about to reply, "I know Ginny, you are still in love with Harry...but that is no reason to meddle with his enemy just to get his attention!"
"WHAT?" Ginny screamed at him. Who did Ron think he was? Ron had no idea!
Ron's eyes narrowed, "Not that you should bother really, since he has a thing for my girlfriend!"
Ginny rolled her eyes, for Pete's sake, when could things around here ever be even slightly normal?
"Ron, I'm going to bed, I was not with Malfoy, and even if I was it is none of your fucken business" Ginny swore at Ron, watching his face turn a delightful shade of puce.
Ginny marched off to bed, not caring about Ron's shouts after her, he had no right anymore, she wasn't a little girl, and she didn't need protecting! Ginny slept well the next few hours, but when she woke she did not want to leave. Draco was probably furious, besides, he was probably drunk or something when they were dancing, it had probably meant nothing to him, she knew the kiss hadn't before, she only wished it meant nothing to her. Ron was probably downstairs seething, and by now he'd probably written to their mother as well, Harry was most likely sulking, Hermione confused...who could she go to that wouldn't whinge or be angry with her? Luna...she supposed, but how could she know if Luna ran off and told Draco everything?
"STUFF IT" Ginny screamed causing her roommate to wake and look at her frightened. Ginny threw her hairbrush on the bed and stormed off to fid Luna, she didn't fucken care anymore, who CARED, she would do what she wanted, and she wouldn't worry about the consequences!
"Nice to see you Gin" Luna greeted, a touch of smugness in her voice.
Ginny frowned at her. "I'd like to say the same..."
Luna laughed. "Have you seen Draco yet?" she asked softly glancing over at the Slytherin table. Ginny looked up and saw Draco, a large purple bruise on his chin, his eyes were dark and staring right at her. The look in his eyes made her shiver, it again wasn't anger, it wasn't...love...it wasn't anything she could comprehend. Ginny tore her eyes away from his and looked down, "I have now." She replied to Luna.
Luna smiled softly. "Gin, you should talk to him you know, he won't make the first move he is a Malfoy" Luna tried to convince her.
Ginny's voice rose a bit, "Oh, and say what? Sorry about that, sorry my whole family hates you, sorry that they always will! Sorry that I have NO IDEA WHO YOU ARE, SORRY I CAN'T HELP BUT CARE, SORRY I..." Ginny started screaming unaware of the looks she was getting, especially from a certain Slytherin. "Ginny" Luna hissed pulling her back down to the bench. Luna glanced around and then pulled Ginny up, "We've got to get out of here..." she murmured. Ginny was vaguely aware of Luna pulling her off somewhere but she couldn't help wander where all that emotion had come from, were her feelings even beyond her control? Did she not know what she was feeling?
"You can't just yell out all that stuff Ginny" Luna said seriously, Ginny realised where they were. It was a room they had found a couple of years ago, as far as she knew only they knew about it, it wasn't lavish, it wasn't big, but it was private and had a couch, table and a few books scattered here and there.
"Why the bloody hell not!" Ginny replied, the anger still present.
Luna sighed. "Do you have PMS Gin?" she asked.
Ginny stood up furiously; she grabbed the nearest book and flung it at the door. "I AM NOT ANGRY, I DO NOT CARE ABOUT ANYTHING WHY CAN'T YOU JUST UNDERSTAND THAT AND LEAVE OFF?" Ginny bellowed at her. Luna smirked at her in reply..."That's not what you said in the great hall..."
Ginny froze. "I didn't know what I was saying, I DO NOT CARE...not now, NOT EVER" Ginny retaliated.
Luna stood up brushing non existent fluff off her, "I think you do care, I think you care so much you can't even fool yourself into thinking you don't, I think you care so much that if you didn't care you would have no point in living, I think you care so much about Draco Malfoy that you would do anything for him to feel the same way about you." Luna said all the while advancing on her.
Ginny cracked her knuckles nervously. "I do not Luna, besides, I wouldn't do anything for Draco."
Luna couldn't help laughing; every word that came out of Ginny's mouth was contradicting her.
"I don't suppose that matters really, for Ginny, you don't need to do anything for Draco to return your feelings, he does already..."
That night Ginny had faced Ron again and ignored him, the trio's life was in such shambles in was like a soap opera. Harry was ignoring Ron, because he liked Hermione, Hermione was ignoring Harry and Ron because she was confused, Ron was ignoring Harry and Hermione, Harry because he liked Hermione and Hermione because she was ignoring him. The only one willing to speak to the other was Harry speaking to Hermione but because she was ignoring him that was not even going to work. They were all sitting at different tables working of homework, and every so often glancing at one of the others and glaring in Ron and Harry's case, or giving confused looks in Hermione's. She didn't overally care that much at the moment, but Ron was her brother, Harry was like a brother and Hermione a sister, the decision she made would eventually affect her. What really annoyed her was that she couldn't read Hermione; she had no idea to whether Hermione had any feelings for Harry. Why should she bother worrying...she had her own problems. Just as Ginny thought this, an owl flew through the window and dropped a letter at her feet. Ginny looked curiously at the letter before opening it, the contents made her heart sink, but a new resolve, a new determination filled her.
Dear Ginny,
We heard recently you are involved with the Malfoy boy, and your father and I want to specifically tell you not to get involved any more, he is trouble Ginny. You know as well as I that during the war nobody is sure of what he did, it's only natural to assume the boy was a deatheater. Your brother also mentioned your feelings might be romantic, Ginny, I've always told you I want you to love, and I'd let you love anybody, with only this exception. The Malfoy's have history Ginny, darling, they are no good, and if it comes to it, I will forbid you from seeing him.
Lovingly, Mother
Ginny seethed. HOW DARE SHE? None of them knew Draco, NONE OF THEM KNEW HIM! It occurred to her, she didn't either. She had fallen for somebody she knew nothing about. Spitting out loud so that people looked curiously at her, "Well it's about time I find out!"
A/N – OOOOOOH! I know Ginny was pretty angry in that chapter, but she was just very confused and pissed off at everyone and everything. It's how I would like to be if I was confused, unfortunately I do not...sigh!
Chapter Nine – Aftermath
Ginny chose, once again, the easy way out...she ran.
Ginny sat down by the lake, her dress being spoilt by the ground, she didn't care though, everything was just so wrong! Why couldn't she hate Draco? Everything would be so much easier that way, no suspicion, no family arguments...no confusion. She knew herself, she didn't trust Draco, he'd never said a word about the war, where he had been, what he had done, for all she knew he may have been a deatheater. But, she couldn't help loving him either, the way his mouth would twitch when he found something funny, how his eyes sparkled, usually when he was laughing at her, but still...
"I thought that you would care to know Miss Weasley, that Mr. Malfoy is recovering superbly..."
Ginny's shivering succumbed and she turned to face Dumbledore. He was standing, silhouetted in the moonlight, and it gave him an eerie sort of look.
"Ok..." Ginny muttered back he knew it was rude, but what else was she meant to do!
Dumbledore laughed, very softly, but she still heard him.
"You know Miss Weasley, there are some things worth fighting for..." Dumbledore said, she turned to him; he was not looking at her but the sky.
Even long after he left she didn't fully understand the underlying message in his words, did he mean something about Draco? If anybody was to know what Draco had done, or where he had been it would be Dumbledore, for Dumbledore knew almost everything. Ginny walked slowly back to the Gryffindor tower that night hoping nobody would be there for the hour was late...looking at her watch Ginny thought to herself, rather, the hour was early! She pushed wearily through the portrait and sighed when she saw a shadow of somebody sitting in a chair near the fire. Ginny tried creeping past the chair, hopefully the person in it was asleep, but the sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach told her the contrary.
"I was wondering when you would be back!"
Ginny winced when she heard Ron snarl those words.
He stood up, his height towering over her dramatically, "You've been with that Malfoy scum haven't you!" he continued waving his arms around. He had a slightly mad glint to his eye, like he was unreasonable. Ginny was about to protest heatedly when Ron continued, not seeming to have even noticed she was about to reply, "I know Ginny, you are still in love with Harry...but that is no reason to meddle with his enemy just to get his attention!"
"WHAT?" Ginny screamed at him. Who did Ron think he was? Ron had no idea!
Ron's eyes narrowed, "Not that you should bother really, since he has a thing for my girlfriend!"
Ginny rolled her eyes, for Pete's sake, when could things around here ever be even slightly normal?
"Ron, I'm going to bed, I was not with Malfoy, and even if I was it is none of your fucken business" Ginny swore at Ron, watching his face turn a delightful shade of puce.
Ginny marched off to bed, not caring about Ron's shouts after her, he had no right anymore, she wasn't a little girl, and she didn't need protecting! Ginny slept well the next few hours, but when she woke she did not want to leave. Draco was probably furious, besides, he was probably drunk or something when they were dancing, it had probably meant nothing to him, she knew the kiss hadn't before, she only wished it meant nothing to her. Ron was probably downstairs seething, and by now he'd probably written to their mother as well, Harry was most likely sulking, Hermione confused...who could she go to that wouldn't whinge or be angry with her? Luna...she supposed, but how could she know if Luna ran off and told Draco everything?
"STUFF IT" Ginny screamed causing her roommate to wake and look at her frightened. Ginny threw her hairbrush on the bed and stormed off to fid Luna, she didn't fucken care anymore, who CARED, she would do what she wanted, and she wouldn't worry about the consequences!
"Nice to see you Gin" Luna greeted, a touch of smugness in her voice.
Ginny frowned at her. "I'd like to say the same..."
Luna laughed. "Have you seen Draco yet?" she asked softly glancing over at the Slytherin table. Ginny looked up and saw Draco, a large purple bruise on his chin, his eyes were dark and staring right at her. The look in his eyes made her shiver, it again wasn't anger, it wasn't...love...it wasn't anything she could comprehend. Ginny tore her eyes away from his and looked down, "I have now." She replied to Luna.
Luna smiled softly. "Gin, you should talk to him you know, he won't make the first move he is a Malfoy" Luna tried to convince her.
Ginny's voice rose a bit, "Oh, and say what? Sorry about that, sorry my whole family hates you, sorry that they always will! Sorry that I have NO IDEA WHO YOU ARE, SORRY I CAN'T HELP BUT CARE, SORRY I..." Ginny started screaming unaware of the looks she was getting, especially from a certain Slytherin. "Ginny" Luna hissed pulling her back down to the bench. Luna glanced around and then pulled Ginny up, "We've got to get out of here..." she murmured. Ginny was vaguely aware of Luna pulling her off somewhere but she couldn't help wander where all that emotion had come from, were her feelings even beyond her control? Did she not know what she was feeling?
"You can't just yell out all that stuff Ginny" Luna said seriously, Ginny realised where they were. It was a room they had found a couple of years ago, as far as she knew only they knew about it, it wasn't lavish, it wasn't big, but it was private and had a couch, table and a few books scattered here and there.
"Why the bloody hell not!" Ginny replied, the anger still present.
Luna sighed. "Do you have PMS Gin?" she asked.
Ginny stood up furiously; she grabbed the nearest book and flung it at the door. "I AM NOT ANGRY, I DO NOT CARE ABOUT ANYTHING WHY CAN'T YOU JUST UNDERSTAND THAT AND LEAVE OFF?" Ginny bellowed at her. Luna smirked at her in reply..."That's not what you said in the great hall..."
Ginny froze. "I didn't know what I was saying, I DO NOT CARE...not now, NOT EVER" Ginny retaliated.
Luna stood up brushing non existent fluff off her, "I think you do care, I think you care so much you can't even fool yourself into thinking you don't, I think you care so much that if you didn't care you would have no point in living, I think you care so much about Draco Malfoy that you would do anything for him to feel the same way about you." Luna said all the while advancing on her.
Ginny cracked her knuckles nervously. "I do not Luna, besides, I wouldn't do anything for Draco."
Luna couldn't help laughing; every word that came out of Ginny's mouth was contradicting her.
"I don't suppose that matters really, for Ginny, you don't need to do anything for Draco to return your feelings, he does already..."
That night Ginny had faced Ron again and ignored him, the trio's life was in such shambles in was like a soap opera. Harry was ignoring Ron, because he liked Hermione, Hermione was ignoring Harry and Ron because she was confused, Ron was ignoring Harry and Hermione, Harry because he liked Hermione and Hermione because she was ignoring him. The only one willing to speak to the other was Harry speaking to Hermione but because she was ignoring him that was not even going to work. They were all sitting at different tables working of homework, and every so often glancing at one of the others and glaring in Ron and Harry's case, or giving confused looks in Hermione's. She didn't overally care that much at the moment, but Ron was her brother, Harry was like a brother and Hermione a sister, the decision she made would eventually affect her. What really annoyed her was that she couldn't read Hermione; she had no idea to whether Hermione had any feelings for Harry. Why should she bother worrying...she had her own problems. Just as Ginny thought this, an owl flew through the window and dropped a letter at her feet. Ginny looked curiously at the letter before opening it, the contents made her heart sink, but a new resolve, a new determination filled her.
Dear Ginny,
We heard recently you are involved with the Malfoy boy, and your father and I want to specifically tell you not to get involved any more, he is trouble Ginny. You know as well as I that during the war nobody is sure of what he did, it's only natural to assume the boy was a deatheater. Your brother also mentioned your feelings might be romantic, Ginny, I've always told you I want you to love, and I'd let you love anybody, with only this exception. The Malfoy's have history Ginny, darling, they are no good, and if it comes to it, I will forbid you from seeing him.
Lovingly, Mother
Ginny seethed. HOW DARE SHE? None of them knew Draco, NONE OF THEM KNEW HIM! It occurred to her, she didn't either. She had fallen for somebody she knew nothing about. Spitting out loud so that people looked curiously at her, "Well it's about time I find out!"
A/N – OOOOOOH! I know Ginny was pretty angry in that chapter, but she was just very confused and pissed off at everyone and everything. It's how I would like to be if I was confused, unfortunately I do not...sigh!