Title: Neva Gonna Get It
Author: Missy
Email: missy1579@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13 (more to be safe than anything)
Classification: romance/humor
Pairings: Draco/Ginny later on
Spoilers: Books 1-5 and such...
Disclaimers: *sniffles* I own nothing...wish I did, but I don't, which means that everything belongs to J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers and w/e else signed to the books so don't sue me! I own the plot and any characters my odd little mind decides to put in
Summary: Ginny has reached an all time low and is at the beginning of depression. She puts on an act to hide it all, but has fooled every one, but Draco. He knows because the cause of it...is him. To each get back at each other, both become a couple with some one else. And their plans aren't working.
Chapter 3: Property of 'None Other'
She gave him a sweet, sickening smile and then pulled Seamus in the oppisite direction.
'2 can play that game. fight fire with fire.' she thought.
Draco watched them walk away. He was burning with rage as Seamus snaked his arm around her waist.
"fight fire.....with ice." he whispered, than turned right down into the dungeons.
~*~
When Seamus and Ginny returned to Gryffindor common room, almost everyone had found out about them. They all congratulated them. Ron was the first to talk to Seamus...
"Now, don't think you're getting off easy because you're my friend." He said with a grin "But if you break her heart I'll-"
"Ron! Leave him alone you prat!" Ginny snapped at him, she still wasn't sure why she said it...oh yeah-him again. Why else? But to make him jealous or at least try to...but it didn't seem to have any effect. Hopeless...this all pointed to disaster,
"Ginny, oh this is just wonderful! You so need to come shopping with us for the dance today. We're leaving in an hour," said Lavender.
"Oh sounds-err- great. Um, who else is going?" she asked trying to sound enthusiastic.
"Oh me, Pavariti, Hermione and now you! Oh this is going to be awesome!" Lavender squealed. "C'mon lets get ready."
*
"Whoa! Malfoy, calm down. Who pissed you off?" asked Flint as another book was hurled right passed his head, hitting the wall with impeccable force.
"No ONE!!" He hollered throwing a vile of liquid against the wall. He stared as the glass shattered into thousands of shards and the liquid seep down the dormitory wall.
"Alright, you know I have veterism. And I will use it, so just save me the trouble of ramming the potion down your throat!" said Flint with a little trance of mischief in his eyes.
"None of your business, Flint. Leave me alone. And you can cut it with you petty threats. You and I both know you cannot afford it!" he said before storming out of the room.
"Its your new girlfriend already?" he said sprinting to catch up with Malfoy
"No." he said slamming the common room door in his face.
~*~
"Hermione that looks perfect on you!" Paraviti said with pure delight.
Hermione twirled around in front of the mirror in a shop at the end of the street in Hogsmeade.
Her dress was two-toned pale blue down to the floor; the neckline was cut right under the neck and with no sleeves.
"This is the one. Do you think Harry with like?" she asked
"Herms, Harry practically drools when you have a sweatshirt on," Ginny teased playfully, coming out of the dressing room.
"Oh Ginny you look gorgeous!" Hermione gushed.
"Really?" she replied looking at her reflection in the mirror.
She had chosen a floor length gown with a tube-top cut neckline. There was a slit up to her mid thigh, showing some skin. It also came with a matching shawl to place around her shoulders, the color...green. The green was a deep green around the top of the dress and as it went down bled darker until it was black.
'Fire with fire,' she thought with a grin.
~*~
Frustrated, Ginny slammed her book, The Standard Book of Spells, year 5, shut earning herself a glare from the librarian.
She looked the other way and stared at the cover of her book.
'This is useless. I should just tell Seamus to call off everything. It's going to get worse...isn't it? This is all Malfoy's fault!'
She got up from her table and went to look for a book to get all of this mayhem off her mind.
She went to the potions section. She disliked the subject all together, but she would always be absorbed in a book about them.
She scanned the books, but nothing was catching her eye. She grabbed a random book and pulled it off the shelf. She started to walk away when she heard a thumb of a book falling on the floor.
She walked back a few steps and picked up what she thought would be a library book.
It was a plain black sketchbook. She opened the book and looked at the first few drawings. All drawn in pencil or charcoal, the drawings were of various places of Hogwarts: the Qudditch Pitch; the lake, the castle, and one of the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid's hut in the far right corner. They were very well detailed, she noted, as she turned into another theme the artist had. These had been drawn about two months ago, as she looked at the date at the bottom. They were drawings of the night sky. Some with a full moon others with a cloudy, dark velvet sky. They were beautiful. The artist had captured the beauty of everything, and possibly anything he drew.
It seemed as though this artist changed his drawing method with his emotions. The next few drawings were draw in black and red. People burning in fire, dragons killing everything in their path...it was just cruel. And yet it was wonderful in an artist's perspective.
Ginny really didn't want to know what possessed this artist's to draw these masterpieces. Hopefully he or she was having a bad day...she hoped.
The next page gave her the shock of her life. It was herself! She looked at the date and noticed it was drawn yesterday!
It was drawn in charcoal. She was walking away from the focal point, leaning her head in midair to the side while she had her own arm out to her side holding on to nothing. It was as if there was an imaginary person next to her. She noticed the drawing was set in the hallway leading away from the main foyer.
Why would some one draw a portrait of her?
Then she noticed something. This drawing actually took place. She was wearing the same clothes as she was yesterday. The imaginary person was Seamus. It was after she announced her and Seamus were dating.
She turned to the next drawing. It was herself again. Except she new this event had never taking place. She was dressed in a tight black dress that ended at her knee. She looked so happy and in fact seductive. She looked better than she had ever in her life! She looked, well, gorgeous! Who ever had drawn this must have taken so much care into every stroke of that pencil.
She needed to find out whom this sketchbook belonged too. She just had too.
She shut the book and looked at the front of the book again. Nothing...just a plain cover. She looked on the inside of the cover and had no such luck. The artist didn't sign his or her name at the bottom of their masterpieces. She flipped through every single page and found absolutely no trace of any identity.
She looked on the inside cover and found nothing either. She looked on the back and found what she was looking for, but she couldn't believe her eyes:
Property of: Draco Malfoy
A/N: yeah cliffhanger but what can you do.
Author: Missy
Email: missy1579@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13 (more to be safe than anything)
Classification: romance/humor
Pairings: Draco/Ginny later on
Spoilers: Books 1-5 and such...
Disclaimers: *sniffles* I own nothing...wish I did, but I don't, which means that everything belongs to J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers and w/e else signed to the books so don't sue me! I own the plot and any characters my odd little mind decides to put in
Summary: Ginny has reached an all time low and is at the beginning of depression. She puts on an act to hide it all, but has fooled every one, but Draco. He knows because the cause of it...is him. To each get back at each other, both become a couple with some one else. And their plans aren't working.
Chapter 3: Property of 'None Other'
She gave him a sweet, sickening smile and then pulled Seamus in the oppisite direction.
'2 can play that game. fight fire with fire.' she thought.
Draco watched them walk away. He was burning with rage as Seamus snaked his arm around her waist.
"fight fire.....with ice." he whispered, than turned right down into the dungeons.
~*~
When Seamus and Ginny returned to Gryffindor common room, almost everyone had found out about them. They all congratulated them. Ron was the first to talk to Seamus...
"Now, don't think you're getting off easy because you're my friend." He said with a grin "But if you break her heart I'll-"
"Ron! Leave him alone you prat!" Ginny snapped at him, she still wasn't sure why she said it...oh yeah-him again. Why else? But to make him jealous or at least try to...but it didn't seem to have any effect. Hopeless...this all pointed to disaster,
"Ginny, oh this is just wonderful! You so need to come shopping with us for the dance today. We're leaving in an hour," said Lavender.
"Oh sounds-err- great. Um, who else is going?" she asked trying to sound enthusiastic.
"Oh me, Pavariti, Hermione and now you! Oh this is going to be awesome!" Lavender squealed. "C'mon lets get ready."
*
"Whoa! Malfoy, calm down. Who pissed you off?" asked Flint as another book was hurled right passed his head, hitting the wall with impeccable force.
"No ONE!!" He hollered throwing a vile of liquid against the wall. He stared as the glass shattered into thousands of shards and the liquid seep down the dormitory wall.
"Alright, you know I have veterism. And I will use it, so just save me the trouble of ramming the potion down your throat!" said Flint with a little trance of mischief in his eyes.
"None of your business, Flint. Leave me alone. And you can cut it with you petty threats. You and I both know you cannot afford it!" he said before storming out of the room.
"Its your new girlfriend already?" he said sprinting to catch up with Malfoy
"No." he said slamming the common room door in his face.
~*~
"Hermione that looks perfect on you!" Paraviti said with pure delight.
Hermione twirled around in front of the mirror in a shop at the end of the street in Hogsmeade.
Her dress was two-toned pale blue down to the floor; the neckline was cut right under the neck and with no sleeves.
"This is the one. Do you think Harry with like?" she asked
"Herms, Harry practically drools when you have a sweatshirt on," Ginny teased playfully, coming out of the dressing room.
"Oh Ginny you look gorgeous!" Hermione gushed.
"Really?" she replied looking at her reflection in the mirror.
She had chosen a floor length gown with a tube-top cut neckline. There was a slit up to her mid thigh, showing some skin. It also came with a matching shawl to place around her shoulders, the color...green. The green was a deep green around the top of the dress and as it went down bled darker until it was black.
'Fire with fire,' she thought with a grin.
~*~
Frustrated, Ginny slammed her book, The Standard Book of Spells, year 5, shut earning herself a glare from the librarian.
She looked the other way and stared at the cover of her book.
'This is useless. I should just tell Seamus to call off everything. It's going to get worse...isn't it? This is all Malfoy's fault!'
She got up from her table and went to look for a book to get all of this mayhem off her mind.
She went to the potions section. She disliked the subject all together, but she would always be absorbed in a book about them.
She scanned the books, but nothing was catching her eye. She grabbed a random book and pulled it off the shelf. She started to walk away when she heard a thumb of a book falling on the floor.
She walked back a few steps and picked up what she thought would be a library book.
It was a plain black sketchbook. She opened the book and looked at the first few drawings. All drawn in pencil or charcoal, the drawings were of various places of Hogwarts: the Qudditch Pitch; the lake, the castle, and one of the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid's hut in the far right corner. They were very well detailed, she noted, as she turned into another theme the artist had. These had been drawn about two months ago, as she looked at the date at the bottom. They were drawings of the night sky. Some with a full moon others with a cloudy, dark velvet sky. They were beautiful. The artist had captured the beauty of everything, and possibly anything he drew.
It seemed as though this artist changed his drawing method with his emotions. The next few drawings were draw in black and red. People burning in fire, dragons killing everything in their path...it was just cruel. And yet it was wonderful in an artist's perspective.
Ginny really didn't want to know what possessed this artist's to draw these masterpieces. Hopefully he or she was having a bad day...she hoped.
The next page gave her the shock of her life. It was herself! She looked at the date and noticed it was drawn yesterday!
It was drawn in charcoal. She was walking away from the focal point, leaning her head in midair to the side while she had her own arm out to her side holding on to nothing. It was as if there was an imaginary person next to her. She noticed the drawing was set in the hallway leading away from the main foyer.
Why would some one draw a portrait of her?
Then she noticed something. This drawing actually took place. She was wearing the same clothes as she was yesterday. The imaginary person was Seamus. It was after she announced her and Seamus were dating.
She turned to the next drawing. It was herself again. Except she new this event had never taking place. She was dressed in a tight black dress that ended at her knee. She looked so happy and in fact seductive. She looked better than she had ever in her life! She looked, well, gorgeous! Who ever had drawn this must have taken so much care into every stroke of that pencil.
She needed to find out whom this sketchbook belonged too. She just had too.
She shut the book and looked at the front of the book again. Nothing...just a plain cover. She looked on the inside of the cover and had no such luck. The artist didn't sign his or her name at the bottom of their masterpieces. She flipped through every single page and found absolutely no trace of any identity.
She looked on the inside cover and found nothing either. She looked on the back and found what she was looking for, but she couldn't believe her eyes:
Property of: Draco Malfoy
A/N: yeah cliffhanger but what can you do.