Strange Days
Disclaimer: Still trying to get rid of the car payment....... No one seems to want it. Oh, yeah. Not mine, making no money.
Rated R for language, violence and sexual situations.
Thank you to those who reviewed. I had all your names written down and someone threw my sheet away. Next time I'll hold onto it better to be able to put your names in here. But, again, thank you.
Chapter 3: Day 1, continued.
Ginny walked into the Great Hall and froze. She didn't know if she could do this or not. It was one thing to play Draco in private or joking around. But she wasn't sure about being able to convince his house mates. What would happen if they found out? Nothing good, she decided.
Taking a deep breath, she moved toward the Slytherin table. She found her spot easily. Draco always sat between Crabbe and Goyle. Sitting down, she took another deep breath and began to fill her plate with food. She couldn't wait till this was over.
She almost choked on her bacon when she felt someone slide a foot up her leg to her thigh. Looking up, she seen Pansy looking at her from under her lashes. Desire etched in every inch of her face. This almost made her vomit.
"How can he stand to date her? She's one of the most vilest things I've ever met. Even including Voldemort" she thought.
She had trouble thinking of what to do. Finally she decided to do what Draco did best. She smirked at her. There must have been something else in her face or her eyes because Pansy suddenly dropped her foot away.
"Thank god." she mentally sighed. "Maybe now I can eat in peace."
Across the room, Draco wasn't faring any better. He was surrounded by bloody muggle lovers. Gryffindors. And what was worse was that pot-head had his arm around his waist and was hugging him close. He thought he was going to be sick. He didn't know if he could keep up this pretense. It was bad enough that he had to act like someone he was not. But to put up with the 'Golden Trio'. He thought that was much more than he could handle.
He squirmed in his seat, a painlful expression on his face.
"Gin, are you okay?" Harry asked.
"Yeah. I just tripped over something in the floor this morning and pulled a muscle in my stomach. It hurts a little when you hold me so tight."
"Sorry, baby." He moved his arm to where it was resting on the small of Draco's back. " Is that better?"
"Yes, much. Thank you."
And it was better. But he would prefer it if took his hands off him competely.
"No problem."
He thought he was saved from more pgysical contact when the mudblood anounced it was time to head to classes. Oh, how wrong he was. They stood up and followed the other students out into the hall. Just when he was getting ready to turn the other way to go to Transfiguration, Harry pulled him gently into his body and gave him a kiss on the mouth. It was just feather-light, but Draco felt as if he had been violated in the worst way.
"See you at lunch, love," Harry whispered in his ear.
Draco just nodded his head and went on his way to class. Oh, he was going to kill Ginny Weasly.
The first lesson of the day for 7th years was Potions. This suited Ginny just fine. All she had to do was sit there and look good.
"Wait!" Her mind screamed. "Since when does Draco look good?"
"Calm down, girl," she scolded herself. "It's just an expression. It doesn't mean anything."
Calming herself for what seemed like the hundreth time that day, she took her seat in the middle of the room. She remembered that was where Draco was sitting the day before.
Nothing interesting happened during class. For which she was greatfull. Just the usual that went on day to day.
Snape taking points off the Gryffindors, Hermione helping Neville not to blow up another cauldron, Snape taking off more points. Oh, let us not forget Snape picking on poor Harry. That seemed to be Snapes favorite pastime.
On and on it went until the bell rang.
Ginny got up and started to move out of the classroom when someone bumped into her. She turned to see Hermione was the one who did it. Thinking fast, she spat the first words that came to mind.
"Whatch where you're going, mudblood."
She felt horrible for saying it. Tried not to let it show on her face and prayed that she succeeded.
Harry and Ron were instantly there, taking up the defense.
"Shut it, ferret." This from Ron.
"Oh, look. It's the Weasel and Potty. Can't that filth take up for herself?" she taunted.
Ron lunged at her. Just at that moment, Snape came up.
"Weasly, Potter! Attacking a student is strickly against the rules. But I guess you still beleive that the rules don't apply to you. Detention for both of you. Tonight, 7:00 sharp. Don't be late."
He stared at them is his dark eyes until they moved on.
For the rest of the day, Ginny was miserable on the inside. She didn't want them to get into trouble. But she should have known that would happen down in the dungeons.
After breakfast, Draco actually had a decent day. Except for the fact that he was chatted at continually. Harry and Ron were in such a bad mood the rest of the day that they barely spoke to him. For that he was very thankful. He didn't have Potter pawing him and he didn't have to hear Ron complain about having to share living quarters with the Prince of Slytherin. Of course, when they told him what had happened, he had to leave the room, saying he had to use the bathroom, so that he wouldn't laugh in their faces.
Finally it was the end of the day. All in all it wasn't as bad as they had expected. They both went to bed wondering what tomorrow would bring.
TBC. Day 2 is coming up. It's shower time.. ;) Anyway, hope you like it so far. Please read and review. Remember, the flames will make the little man in my computer running it run faster.
Disclaimer: Still trying to get rid of the car payment....... No one seems to want it. Oh, yeah. Not mine, making no money.
Rated R for language, violence and sexual situations.
Thank you to those who reviewed. I had all your names written down and someone threw my sheet away. Next time I'll hold onto it better to be able to put your names in here. But, again, thank you.
Chapter 3: Day 1, continued.
Ginny walked into the Great Hall and froze. She didn't know if she could do this or not. It was one thing to play Draco in private or joking around. But she wasn't sure about being able to convince his house mates. What would happen if they found out? Nothing good, she decided.
Taking a deep breath, she moved toward the Slytherin table. She found her spot easily. Draco always sat between Crabbe and Goyle. Sitting down, she took another deep breath and began to fill her plate with food. She couldn't wait till this was over.
She almost choked on her bacon when she felt someone slide a foot up her leg to her thigh. Looking up, she seen Pansy looking at her from under her lashes. Desire etched in every inch of her face. This almost made her vomit.
"How can he stand to date her? She's one of the most vilest things I've ever met. Even including Voldemort" she thought.
She had trouble thinking of what to do. Finally she decided to do what Draco did best. She smirked at her. There must have been something else in her face or her eyes because Pansy suddenly dropped her foot away.
"Thank god." she mentally sighed. "Maybe now I can eat in peace."
Across the room, Draco wasn't faring any better. He was surrounded by bloody muggle lovers. Gryffindors. And what was worse was that pot-head had his arm around his waist and was hugging him close. He thought he was going to be sick. He didn't know if he could keep up this pretense. It was bad enough that he had to act like someone he was not. But to put up with the 'Golden Trio'. He thought that was much more than he could handle.
He squirmed in his seat, a painlful expression on his face.
"Gin, are you okay?" Harry asked.
"Yeah. I just tripped over something in the floor this morning and pulled a muscle in my stomach. It hurts a little when you hold me so tight."
"Sorry, baby." He moved his arm to where it was resting on the small of Draco's back. " Is that better?"
"Yes, much. Thank you."
And it was better. But he would prefer it if took his hands off him competely.
"No problem."
He thought he was saved from more pgysical contact when the mudblood anounced it was time to head to classes. Oh, how wrong he was. They stood up and followed the other students out into the hall. Just when he was getting ready to turn the other way to go to Transfiguration, Harry pulled him gently into his body and gave him a kiss on the mouth. It was just feather-light, but Draco felt as if he had been violated in the worst way.
"See you at lunch, love," Harry whispered in his ear.
Draco just nodded his head and went on his way to class. Oh, he was going to kill Ginny Weasly.
The first lesson of the day for 7th years was Potions. This suited Ginny just fine. All she had to do was sit there and look good.
"Wait!" Her mind screamed. "Since when does Draco look good?"
"Calm down, girl," she scolded herself. "It's just an expression. It doesn't mean anything."
Calming herself for what seemed like the hundreth time that day, she took her seat in the middle of the room. She remembered that was where Draco was sitting the day before.
Nothing interesting happened during class. For which she was greatfull. Just the usual that went on day to day.
Snape taking points off the Gryffindors, Hermione helping Neville not to blow up another cauldron, Snape taking off more points. Oh, let us not forget Snape picking on poor Harry. That seemed to be Snapes favorite pastime.
On and on it went until the bell rang.
Ginny got up and started to move out of the classroom when someone bumped into her. She turned to see Hermione was the one who did it. Thinking fast, she spat the first words that came to mind.
"Whatch where you're going, mudblood."
She felt horrible for saying it. Tried not to let it show on her face and prayed that she succeeded.
Harry and Ron were instantly there, taking up the defense.
"Shut it, ferret." This from Ron.
"Oh, look. It's the Weasel and Potty. Can't that filth take up for herself?" she taunted.
Ron lunged at her. Just at that moment, Snape came up.
"Weasly, Potter! Attacking a student is strickly against the rules. But I guess you still beleive that the rules don't apply to you. Detention for both of you. Tonight, 7:00 sharp. Don't be late."
He stared at them is his dark eyes until they moved on.
For the rest of the day, Ginny was miserable on the inside. She didn't want them to get into trouble. But she should have known that would happen down in the dungeons.
After breakfast, Draco actually had a decent day. Except for the fact that he was chatted at continually. Harry and Ron were in such a bad mood the rest of the day that they barely spoke to him. For that he was very thankful. He didn't have Potter pawing him and he didn't have to hear Ron complain about having to share living quarters with the Prince of Slytherin. Of course, when they told him what had happened, he had to leave the room, saying he had to use the bathroom, so that he wouldn't laugh in their faces.
Finally it was the end of the day. All in all it wasn't as bad as they had expected. They both went to bed wondering what tomorrow would bring.
TBC. Day 2 is coming up. It's shower time.. ;) Anyway, hope you like it so far. Please read and review. Remember, the flames will make the little man in my computer running it run faster.