Without Trust There is No Love
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, and everything belongs to J.K. Rowling. The only thing I own, probably, is the plot which sucks. I do not own the part of the song "Hurricane"at the end of this chapter; it belongs to Tapping the Vein.
Author's Note: Yeah, well, I decided to update because I'm being pestered by Anna to continue... -- Haha. jk jk
UPDATE 5/15/04: gasp Ginny's name is NOT Virginia according to JK Rowling's website. Her real name is Ginevra! Well, there goes 102,394,830,984,093 fanfics…Haha. (www.jkrowling.com) Oh yes, and there's a bit H/Hr in here because I'm a full time H/Hr shipper, no matter what.
This chapter is dedicated to Anna. Happy birthday!
Chapter 5: Hurricane
"Can anyone tell me what a Polyjuice Potion does?" asked Professor Snape.
No hands rose, and no one bothered to answer.
"No one?" Snape's lips curled.
Not wanting to get any points taken off, a few reluctant hands went up in the air. But as everyone knew, Snape would not choose the people who raised their hands. Instead, he decided to pick on the quiet ones; the ones that never raise their hands. This time, he decided to pick on Ginny.
"Miss Weasley, what does the Polyjuice Potion do?" Snape said.
Ginny turned her head away from the spot she was staring at on the wall and focused her attention on the potions master. She knew what it does because her brother, Ron, had taken it in his second year turning into Crabbe; and Harry had been turned into Goyle.
"It transforms you into another person for about an hour." Ginny said.
"And?"
Ginny stared at him. Was there more to a Polyjuice Potion? Ginny thought. No, surely, that must be it.
"And…that's it?" Ginny said, uncertainly.
"What are the ingredients, Weasley?" Snape said, obviously annoyed that Ginny did not get his question.
"Oh," Ginny said, "Well, a bit of the person you are turning into has to be added into the potion…"
"What else?"
"I don't know, sir."
Snape sneered, "Did you not read anything during the summer, Weasley?"
Ginny bit her bottom lip and said, "I wasn't aware that we had to read anything during the summer. The only thing you assigned to the class was two rolls of parchment containing an essay on the Sleeping Drought."
The class murmured and nodded in agreement. Snape narrowed his eyes at the youngest Weasley, and she could see anger flickering in his cold, black eyes.
"Ten points from Gryffindor, Weasley!" he hissed. "And another five because the rest of the class agreed with her."
Ginny knew better than to the protest. Snape knew that she was right, but as always, he just took points from Gryffindor if things didn't go his way. As class went on, she found herself glaring at his stupid greasy head; secretly, she hoped someone would slip poison in his drink that night.
After Potions, she went to the Great Hall for lunch. Hundreds of Hogwarts students flooded the corridors, all hurrying to lunch, for they were all very hungry. Ginny managed to push her way through the crowd.
In the Great Hall, Ginny sat across from Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Hermione was, of course, buried inside one of the new textbooks, ahead on all the lessons. Ginny was just quietly eating her lunch, listening to Harry and Ron discussing Quidditch. A couple of times, she would bring in her opinions, but she mainly stayed quiet. Harry was made the new captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, last year, in his sixth year. Ron still held his place as keeper, and Ginny was made a Chaser during her fifth year.
"When Quidditch season starts up, we're going to be training as much as we possibly can." Harry said, determinedly. "This is our last year at Hogwarts, and the last thing I want is the Slytherins taking that cup. If we want to win, we'll have to train hard."
"I like your spirit, mate. We have to win! Those bloody Slytherins won't stand a chance against us if we train everyday." Ron said.
"What about studying for N.E.W.Ts?" Hermione said, looking up from her book and frowning.
"Forget N.E.W.Ts." Ron said.
"It's your future, Ron." Hermione said, sharply.
"Quidditch is more important than my future." Ron replied, indifferent.
Ginny laughed quietly, not looking up. When she sensed Hermione glaring at her, she quickly bit her lip to hold back the laughter. Hermione then glared at Ron and opened her mouth to say something. But Harry cut her off.
"Don't worry, Hermione," he said, reassuringly, "We'll study."
Ron scoffed, "No, we won't…"
Hermione glared at him, but she smiled at Harry and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Ron rolled his eyes and started eating his food. A few minutes passed, and thundered rumbled from the enchanted ceiling of the Great Hall. Ginny looked up and saw a dark swirl of clouds forming, once again.
"I think it's going to rain fairly soon." Hermione said, looking up at the ceiling as well.
It was time to go to their next classes. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny got up from the table and left together until the reached the exit of the Great Hall. After that, they went their separate ways. By the time Ginny reached her class, she heard another loud clap of thunder and rain slapping against the class room windows.
Hours went by, professors droned on, and Ginny wanted the day to end sooner. She noticed that the rain was a gentle sprinkle now. By the time class was all over, she felt very stuffy and was in need of some fresh air. She didn't care if there was a hurricane outside. Besides, she loved the rain.
"Where are you going?" asked Ron, when she passed by the trio near the Great Hall.
"I need some air…I've got a headache." Ginny replied, lightly.
"Well, there's a bloody storm outside." Ron said, scowling.
Ginny shrugged and continued walking towards the exit. "I'll be back for dinner, don't' worry." she called out back to Ron.
The rain gently tapped on her head, as she stepped into the open air. The more she walked on, the more she felt the cold rain water sink into her robes and on her skin. Ginny smiled and leaned her back head towards the sky. Each rain drop landed on her eyelids and on her face, and they became equal with the tears that were slowly watering her eyes.
"I miss you…" she whispered to the gray sky.
To her, Mrs. Weasley was probably missing her too. The rain must be her tears. Everyone in the Weasley family was slowly moving on except for Ginny…She must have been standing at the same spot for several minutes because she was soaked to the skin. Ginny didn't seem to notice until—
"You're going to catch a bloody cold if you keep standing there in the damn rain!"
Startled by the sudden voice, she jumped and quickly turned around.
"Draco."she breathed.
He smirked, and he came closer to her.
"You're soaked…"he said.
Ginny shrugged and said, "I like the rain. It's quite nice…"
"I think you should go in. You're going to get sick." Draco said, actually sounding a bit concerned.
Ginny laughed and said teasingly, "Since when did a Malfoy ever cared about a Weasley? I'm actually surprised you're not concerned about your hair or your robes getting wet…"
Draco smirked and said, "People change in more ways than one."
"Oh, please, last night you got angry because you sat on wet grass!" Ginny said, laughing.
Draco rolled his eyes, but Ginny saw he had a smile on his face. Draco reached out and brushed a small part of her wet hair away from her face.Slowly, his smile faded when he spotted streaks of tears that had been rolling down her cheeks.
"You've been crying." he said. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah...I was just thinking, but I'm alright," said Ginny, "I think..." Ginny's voice cracked a bit, but she quickly cleared her throat to cover it.
Draco gave her a sad smile and pulled her into a hug. They stood there, speechless, under the rain comforted by each other's presence. She buried her face on his right shoulder and started sobbing. She felt her legs lose their strength, and she clung onto him as if he was her only support.
"God, I miss her so much..." Ginny choked out through her tears.
Draco hugged her closer, whispering comforting words in her ear.
The rain started pouring down harder than before. Both of them heard a loud thunder rumble. Ginny shivered.
"Now, I think we should go." Draco shouted through the rain. He grabbed Ginny's hand, and together they ran back to the castle.
Both soaking wet, they walked, hand in hand, down the Entrance Hall. Ginny's hair was dripping with water, and Draco's was too; but he didn't seem to care. Draco performed a drying spell on the both of them because he claimed that they were going to get sick, and he wasn't too fond of drinking the potion that Madam Pomfrey usually gives to sick students.
Ginny found it amusing that Draco cared so much about his health. She wiped the last of her tears and continued talking to him.
They started the conversation about normal things. Mostly, they talked about Quidditch and debated which house was going to win the Quidditch Cup this year. Somehow, that lead to the discussion of Ginny's family and Draco's family.
"My brother, Charlie, he works with dragons in Romania. And Bill works in a bank." Ginny said.
"I don't have any siblings." Draco said, after Ginny described everyone in her family.
"I noticed. What else?"
"I hate my parents."
"Why?"
"Long story."
"I've got time."
Then, realized she didn't go to dinner, as she had promised Ron.
"Oh no…" she said, suddenly.
"What?"
Ginny looked at Draco with wide eyes and said, "I didn't meet Ron at the Great Hall, and I said I would. He's going to be worried about me. What time is it?"
"Eight o'clock." Draco said, looking at his watch.
"I'm dead." Ginny said, shortly.
Ginny let go of Draco's hand, reluctantly and said, "I've got to go or Ron will be worried about me. And if he finds me with you…"
"We'll both be dead." Draco finished. "Or at least, I will."
"Well, I better get going…" Ginny said, slowly, looking at the opposite direction of the corridor.
It grew silent, and Ginny could still hear the rain pouring outside. Occasionally, she heard a rumble of thunder. Draco nodded and said he needed to go as well. Ginny bade him a good night and turned to leave. But before she took two steps, Draco grabbed her arm and pulled her into a gentle kiss.
"Good night."he said.
" 'Night." Ginny said, slightly dazed.
Then, he said, "I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Maybe."she said, smirking.
"Fine, I will see you tomorrow." Draco said, still holding onto her arm gently and smirking. "And maybe then I'll tell you the story of how I came to hate my parents..."
Ginny laughed and felt herself flush, and she said, "You know, you've been the only comfort to me ever since my mother died…"
Draco's smile faded, and he looked a bit grave.
"Thank you, Draco, for being there." Ginny continued.
She noticed that he stiffened when she said that, but she figured she was probably imagining things. Quickly, she gave him a kiss on the cheek. She felt him put his arms around her, and she returned the warm embrace. Ginny placed her head on his shoulder and hoped she would stay like this forever.
"I'm sorry." Draco said, barely audible.
Bewildered, she looked at him and asked, "For what?"
Draco didn't answer. He gently pulled himself out of her arms and gave her a kiss on her forehead. He muttered a "good night" and headed towards the corridor, which would eventually lead to the dungeons. Still confused, Ginny shook her head and went the opposite direction, going up the stair case to the Gryffindor Tower.
"Thestrals."she said, when the Fat Lady asked for the password.
When she climbed in the portrait hole, she saw Ron, Harry, and Hermione all sitting in the common room. Apparently, they had been waiting for her. Ron looked angry and worried, but Harry and Hermione looked fairly content.
"Where were you?" Ron said, angrily. "You didn't come to dinner."
Ginny said, "I wasn't hungry…and I guess I just got lost in the storm…"
She noticed that she said it in a dreamy state of voice, which made Ron look very suspicious.
"Who were you with?" Ron said, narrowing his eyes at her.
Harry and Hermione were looking at her too, but they did not look suspicious or angry. Instead, they exchanged glances and gave her a mysterious grin.
Ginny laughed and said, "No one… I was outside in the rain. What do you think I meant by getting lost in the storm?"
"C'mon, Ginny. You can tell us." Harry said, playfully. Hermione smiled and nodded, agreeing with Harry.
Ginny forced a laugh and said, "Even if I was with someone, I don't think I'd even tell you. Remember the time when you found out I was dating Michael Corner?"
Ron glared at her and said, "If you were with someone, I'll—"
"Oh, Ron!" Ginny exclaimed, almost amused by this whole situation. "I wasn't with anyone!"
"Let it go, Ron." Hermione said, "If she said she wasn't, then I don't think we should pester her about it."
Ron looked unconvinced.
" I was just outside."Ginny said, shortly. "What are you so worried about?"
"Outside for about three hours," Ron said, "Doing what?"
"Walking around in the rain…" Ginny said, thinking that it would be obvious, since she had said it three times, already.
"Fine," Ron said
Ginny rolled her eyes and made her way up the stairs to the girls' dormitories.She changed into her pajamas and crawled into her warm bed. She smiled as she thought of the things she and Draco talked about; and they way he kissed her good night.
I think I love him…Ginny thought, before closing her eyes to drift off to sleep. This time, she had no nightmares of Tom Riddle because Draco Malfoy was the only thing on her mind. The only thing Voldemort could not understand was love, and he could not defeat it or break into her mind. Outside, the storm raged on, angrily. Ginny was unaffected and slept peacefully.
I am breaking down
From breaking in
Give me the wings to fly
I am breaking down
From breaking in
Don't you see me trying
To ride out this hurricane?
Don't you see me trying
To ride out this hurricane...
Don't you see me trying?
I'm slit now, I'm sliding
Floating, flying
I'm ready for my fade
I will wait for you here
Because you are all I know
In this hurricane
Don't you see me trying
To ride out this hurricane?
Don't you see me trying
To ride out this hurricane?
Tapping the Vein