A/N: Please r/r!! I just want to say I'm sorry for the paragraph 'thing' of
late. My computer was messing up and all I could do was paragraphs, but
now, I hope it's easier to read!! Thanks!!! ~~~GodessAthena
Enjoy reading!!!!
"Ginny!!! Get your ass up!!!!! You're going to make us all late because you're too damned lazy! Have you even packed yet?!?"
Ginny opened her eyes a crack to see Ron, bright red and fuming, above her.
"What the fuck! Why are you standing there yelling at me? You know I hate that shit!!"
"Watch your mouth young lady, or you won't be going back to Hogwarts this year!"
Ron smiled as Ginny's face turned purple and she shoved her head under the pillow.
"Sorry mum."
"Don't sorry me! Get up and get dressed. We're running late. And Ron, don't you ever wake your sister up like that again, you're lucky she didn't curse you!"
Ginny peeked out from the pillow as she saw Ron's face go white with shock and he turned to leave as he mumbled, "yes mum."
As Ginny stood, she looked at the clock, 8:30 and they had to be at the train by 9:30. It took at least an hour to get to London from the burrow by Ministry car. She ran to get her things and take a shower when Mrs. Weasely stopped her,
"No! No time for a shower get dressed and I'll perform a cleaning spell for you."
Ginny sighed and gave her mom a thankful smile. Good thing she had packed last month.
After they had said their goodbyes to their parents, Ginny went to the train. Hermione caught up with her and asked her if she wanted to sit with them on the way there. Ginny gave her a sideways glance that had utter disgust in it, but was sure to not let Hermione see it.
"Thanks Herm, but I'm going to try and get a compartment by myself, I need to get some rest. I feel like I haven't been to sleep for hundreds of years."
Hermione smiled and nodded letting Ginny go on her own way. As she walked down the corridor of the train she felt herself becoming heavy and realized she had made the understatement of the year, it was more like eons! Her body was so groggy.
Suddenly she bumped into something hard and big which brought her back to reality. She looked up and saw two stony gray eyes piercing her through wisps of silvery blond hair.
"Sorry Malfoy", Ginny said before she could stop herself.
'Damn manners. Remember to leave manners at home from now on; do not want to waist what little I have on ratty little ferrets.'
Draco Malfoy stood there trying to decide whether to let this young red head, obviously a Weasel, to pass or tear her to pieces. The latter won, of course he couldn't let anyone see him being even slightly civil to a Weasel.
"Why if it's not the littlest Weasel. Honestly, why do you even go to school, all you're going to do is procreate and make even more Weasels to sodden the earth with their mudblood loving cheep uselessness."
Ginny willed herself not to throw him against the wall and curse him with one of her newly learned spells. Instead she opted for disgusting him.
"Why Malfoy, I couldn't possibly think about procreation until I have a fitting mate, have anyone in mind?" She asked with sweet flirtation dripping from her mouth as she arched her brow at him playfully.
'Ruddy bastard,' she thought. Draco was taken aback; he could hear the ever so faint sarcasm in her voice as he looked her up and down noticing her crisp robes that looked strangely new.
'New clothing on a Weasely?'
He scoffed at the idea as he bored into her eyes with all the icy fury he could muster, "Why Weasel are you propositioning ME? Did Potter turn you down, poor thing?"
He let his remark slide off his tongue with malice. He sneered at her waiting for her to run and cry, leaving him be.
Ginny sighed inwardly. 'This is too boring and I need to sit before I fall down.' Why couldn't she just have ignored him as she had so many times before?
"Actually Malfoy he did." She said it with cold finality as she pushed past him, pleased that he had let her go.
Draco stood shocked. It was very hard to shock a Malfoy, but this young girl just had. That didn't go at all as he had hoped. She didn't even seem to care; she just agreed with him.
When she pushed past him he felt as though he should stop her, not let her go, ask her what the hell kind of answer was that. He had expected more. Then he remembered the other times he had seen her and said something to her. She had never ever glanced at him, let alone say something. Usually her brother would step in and try to pummel him with his caveman antics. That was probably the longest he'd actually seen her, or heard her speak.
'Well', he thought smugly as he opened the door to his compartment and sat down next to Goyle, 'it's probably for the best to not speak or look at such mudblood lovers.' It's beneath him.
Ginny sank into her seat. She had finally found a compartment to herself. As soon as she sat down, her eyes floated shut and the world was black.
Do you like? I know it's not very 'action packed', but this is the way I wanted it. I hope everyone likes this and I'm probably going to post another chapter in the next couple of hours. ~GodessAthena
"Ginny!!! Get your ass up!!!!! You're going to make us all late because you're too damned lazy! Have you even packed yet?!?"
Ginny opened her eyes a crack to see Ron, bright red and fuming, above her.
"What the fuck! Why are you standing there yelling at me? You know I hate that shit!!"
"Watch your mouth young lady, or you won't be going back to Hogwarts this year!"
Ron smiled as Ginny's face turned purple and she shoved her head under the pillow.
"Sorry mum."
"Don't sorry me! Get up and get dressed. We're running late. And Ron, don't you ever wake your sister up like that again, you're lucky she didn't curse you!"
Ginny peeked out from the pillow as she saw Ron's face go white with shock and he turned to leave as he mumbled, "yes mum."
As Ginny stood, she looked at the clock, 8:30 and they had to be at the train by 9:30. It took at least an hour to get to London from the burrow by Ministry car. She ran to get her things and take a shower when Mrs. Weasely stopped her,
"No! No time for a shower get dressed and I'll perform a cleaning spell for you."
Ginny sighed and gave her mom a thankful smile. Good thing she had packed last month.
After they had said their goodbyes to their parents, Ginny went to the train. Hermione caught up with her and asked her if she wanted to sit with them on the way there. Ginny gave her a sideways glance that had utter disgust in it, but was sure to not let Hermione see it.
"Thanks Herm, but I'm going to try and get a compartment by myself, I need to get some rest. I feel like I haven't been to sleep for hundreds of years."
Hermione smiled and nodded letting Ginny go on her own way. As she walked down the corridor of the train she felt herself becoming heavy and realized she had made the understatement of the year, it was more like eons! Her body was so groggy.
Suddenly she bumped into something hard and big which brought her back to reality. She looked up and saw two stony gray eyes piercing her through wisps of silvery blond hair.
"Sorry Malfoy", Ginny said before she could stop herself.
'Damn manners. Remember to leave manners at home from now on; do not want to waist what little I have on ratty little ferrets.'
Draco Malfoy stood there trying to decide whether to let this young red head, obviously a Weasel, to pass or tear her to pieces. The latter won, of course he couldn't let anyone see him being even slightly civil to a Weasel.
"Why if it's not the littlest Weasel. Honestly, why do you even go to school, all you're going to do is procreate and make even more Weasels to sodden the earth with their mudblood loving cheep uselessness."
Ginny willed herself not to throw him against the wall and curse him with one of her newly learned spells. Instead she opted for disgusting him.
"Why Malfoy, I couldn't possibly think about procreation until I have a fitting mate, have anyone in mind?" She asked with sweet flirtation dripping from her mouth as she arched her brow at him playfully.
'Ruddy bastard,' she thought. Draco was taken aback; he could hear the ever so faint sarcasm in her voice as he looked her up and down noticing her crisp robes that looked strangely new.
'New clothing on a Weasely?'
He scoffed at the idea as he bored into her eyes with all the icy fury he could muster, "Why Weasel are you propositioning ME? Did Potter turn you down, poor thing?"
He let his remark slide off his tongue with malice. He sneered at her waiting for her to run and cry, leaving him be.
Ginny sighed inwardly. 'This is too boring and I need to sit before I fall down.' Why couldn't she just have ignored him as she had so many times before?
"Actually Malfoy he did." She said it with cold finality as she pushed past him, pleased that he had let her go.
Draco stood shocked. It was very hard to shock a Malfoy, but this young girl just had. That didn't go at all as he had hoped. She didn't even seem to care; she just agreed with him.
When she pushed past him he felt as though he should stop her, not let her go, ask her what the hell kind of answer was that. He had expected more. Then he remembered the other times he had seen her and said something to her. She had never ever glanced at him, let alone say something. Usually her brother would step in and try to pummel him with his caveman antics. That was probably the longest he'd actually seen her, or heard her speak.
'Well', he thought smugly as he opened the door to his compartment and sat down next to Goyle, 'it's probably for the best to not speak or look at such mudblood lovers.' It's beneath him.
Ginny sank into her seat. She had finally found a compartment to herself. As soon as she sat down, her eyes floated shut and the world was black.
Do you like? I know it's not very 'action packed', but this is the way I wanted it. I hope everyone likes this and I'm probably going to post another chapter in the next couple of hours. ~GodessAthena