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Draco sulkily walked though he didn't know where his feet are leading him but he didn't have any intentions to stop. He sighed.
He had been avoiding Ginny since he saw her talk with Pansy.
Whenever they meet at the hallways, he would avoid her like before.
Like she wasn't there.
Like she didn't exist.
And he could almost see confusion and hurt in her eyes. But he would avoid her eyes too. He would turn and talk with Crabbe or Goyle.
Though how much he wanted to smile at her, he couldn't.
He couldn't bear to look at her beautiful, innocent eyes.
Now that she knew.
He didn't know how to explain. He didn't want to explain. There is nothing to explain.
He closed his eyes and sighed sullenly, wishing that the world would just disappear only to leave Ginny and him alone.
Why does it have to be this complicated?
He wished he could make things ok. But he couldn't.
He opened his eyes and his heart stopped. Literally stopped.
Ginny Weasley was standing in front of him.
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Ginny could only stare blankly at his intense and emotionless eyes.
What now?
Both of them stood there, frozen in their spots, staring at each other's eyes not knowing what to do.
Then Draco did the first move.
He looked away, straightened up and walked towards her.
She licked her lips as she watched his blonde hair falling softly into his forehead. She had the urge to move forward and pull his hair back to its place. But she stopped.
It wasn't the same anymore.
And she couldn't do a single thing about it.
Or could she?
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"Draco."
Draco stiffened. He didn't look back at her but he stopped.
"Draco, I—"
He shook his head. "I don't have time for this," he said softly.
But what he meant was, I don't want to hear this.
He knew she was going to say that she knew. He didn't even want to think about what she's going to say.
He started to walk away, his footsteps seemed to magnify a hundred times in contrast to their awkward silence.
From faraway, Draco heard Ginny's desperate voice, "Draco, I need to talk to you."
He closed his eyes as if he was in pain.
But he didn't want to feel guilty. He doesn't have to feel guilty. After all, this was just a girl. Much less, Ginny Weasley. And he was a Malfoy.
Malfoys doesn't feel guilty with whatever he's done wrong. And of course he wouldn't apologize for anything. He still has his dignity as a Malfoy.
He knew what has to be done. He has to change back to his old self again.
Conceited.
Aggressive.
Rude.
Cold.
No emotions.
This was his choice.
And he has to ignore other emotions like the pain that he's feeling now.
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It felt as if time had completely stopped. There were no other movements besides her heavy breathing. The silence was almost unbearable.
But she waited.
At last, he turned around and it was like his face has changed. His whole image has changed. Everything has changed.
His cold eyes bore hers. He took a step forward her and she almost took a step back but she stayed put.
"Which word didn't you understand? Is my vocabulary too high for your brainpower?" he asked frostily.
She didn't respond. She could feel tears burn from behind her eyes but she couldn't cry now. Not in front of him after what he did.
What's wrong here? She was supposed to be the one who's angry!
He smirked and came nearer, evil almost reflected in his eyes.
"You see, Weasley, it's not the same anymore. Let's make this simple seeing that you're just one of those stupid girls. Leave. Me. Alone. I have better things to do than talking to you."
He gave her one last spiteful look and walked away. She couldn't stop the tears that were falling continuously at her face.
She glared hatefully at his back.
"Have it your way, Malfoy," she called, her voice shaking. But he didn't stop this time.
She turned around and walked the other way.
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He heard her voice and hurt was visible in it. Then her footsteps matched his as she walked away.
Draco stopped briefly and slowly turned around. He saw her retreating back, her shoulders shaking to show that she was crying, her beautiful red hair swaying with her movements.
This was the last time he was going to stare at her like this.
He shook his head and started to walk towards the Slytherin Common Room, feeling empty.
And that was the first sign of being a Malfoy.
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Ginny didn't stop walking until there wasn't any sign of anyone. She moved towards the corner, leaned against the wall and sank down the floor.
She hid her face in her arms and sobbed.
So that's what she was.
A toy. Just another girl.
Now he got another girl, he would throw me just like a dirty laundry. Yes. He got rid of her now that he won't be needing her anymore.
She never felt this dirty and ashamed in her whole, damn life.
What did she expect? He was a Malfoy, after all.
And it wasn't like as if she loved him.
No, she just thinks about him almost everyday. She just tingles whenever his eyes met hers and he would smirk playfully.
"How could I've been so stupid?" she whispered to herself.
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Harry was walking alone towards the Common Room after a long and tiring Quidditch Practice. He sighed wearily to himself and turned at the corner.
Hermione was standing there as if she was expecting him. Harry shot her a confused glance. "'Mione?" he mumbled.
Hermione's eyes were deep and serious. She walked towards him.
"Harry, we need to talk."
Harry groaned and began to walk pass Hermione. "I'm sorry, 'Mione," he muttered tiredly. "I'm just in the mood right now. Maybe next time."
To his surprise, Hermione seized his arm tightly with her delicate hands.
"No, Harry. This couldn't wait."
Harry turned to her with blazing eyes.
"I said next time, didn't I? God, Hermione, what is the matter with you?"
Hermione didn't respond. She stood motionless, still staring intently at him.
Harry shook his head in disbelief.
"This is a waste of time. I'm going. Now."
He began to walk away. When he was a few feet away, Hermione called out, her voice shaking,
"Harry, I know what you and Pansy are up to."
Harry froze and looked at her, his mouth dropped opened and his eyes widened.
"What?"
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End of Chapter 11
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Whew. I hope you like that. And I would really appreciate your reviews.
Will Draco finally stopped excepting other emotions? Is he finally get back to his old self again? Is Ginny gonna give up on him? What will Harry say to Hermione? Will Pansy's plan be a success?
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Hehe. So keep in tune, ok? It will almost end.
Just wanna inform you that it would be end at Chapter 15. Yup! I got it all planned out. The whole plot. And it's coming your way! Hehe. C=
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