Summary: Ginny's got a secret admirer. Could he be that cute new teacher? Could he be her house team's seeker? Could he be someone whom she knew right from her very first year at Hogwarts? Or could he be one of the most unlikely person to even notice her?
Disclaimer: NOT MINE! Although I wish they were a product of my very own imagination, sad to say I only own the plot & the other characters that might pop up somewhere down the road here.
PhoenixRae's Notes: so you're all thinking its Draco, eh? Hmmm…let's see now Oliver is out of the running as Ginny's APC and somebody mentioned that Harry's out of the running as well…so who could he be really??? Hehehehe, :::sings that annoying Don't Say a Word song::: I'll never tell…
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V. Ginny's Accident
It was already two hours in to the first match of the season against Gryffindor and Slytherin. The game was starting to get more and more rowdy as each player started to feel the fatigue of the last two hours as the chasers kept on outrunning the opposing team's chasers and the four beaters beating the black bludgers with all their might. Harry and Draco, who were both too keen on keeping an eye out for the golden snitch, were starting to feel the fatigue of their long day's work, but that didn't stop the two seventh years from throwing insults at one another at every given opportunity presented to them.
Ginny kept a watchful eye at Harry and Draco; they kept on arguing so damn much that neither one of them was paying much attention to the snitch's whereabouts. She was already getting tired of being kicked, shoved, pushed, and nearly thrown off her broomstick by the aggressive Slytherin players and still both team's seekers were slugging it off with insults thrown back and forth.
"I swear those two better stop arguing or this game will never end!" complained Ginny when she flew near her brother, "They've been at it since the beginning of the game. Will they ever run out of insults to call each other?"
Ron looked over his shoulder at his best friend then turned his gaze to the blond haired Slytherin who had be the bane of his very existence since he started attending Hogwarts seven years ago. Harry looked like he was winning judging from the look of agitation on Malfoy's face; seems like the slimeball who often had something smartly insulting to say was running out of ammunition to fire at Harry.
"Who cares!" Ron called back to his sister, "Looks like Malfoy's losing this match anyway!"
Ginny glared at her brother for not giving a damn about the end result of this game. Slytherin was ahead with just twenty points; if Harry caught the snitch now Gryffindor will win against Slytherin once again.
"Look Gin, just concentrate on getting the quaffle through the hoops—let Harry take care of Malfoy!" Ron suggested.
Yeah, easier said than done when you're not really the one getting their arse kicked! Ginny thought bitterly then darted her broomstick downward towards Dean who was busy running after a runaway Slytherin clutching the orange quaffle under his arm.
Randy Mason was busy dodging Dean's advance that he didn't see Ginny coming from his left side where he was clutching the quaffle.
"Don't mind if I take this," Ginny quipped casually as she punched the quaffle from Randy's arm and caught it. She gave her opponent a triumphant grin and a mock salute while clutching the quaffle under one arm and zoomed back up to head towards the Slytherin goal posts.
"Bitch," Randy hissed when Ginny managed to sneak up on him. Ignoring Dean, he pulled his broomstick up and went after Ginny who was fast approaching the goal posts to score some points for Gryffindor.
"Ginny, you got a tail!" Terri-Lynn called to her before hitting a bludger towards Randy's direction, but the damn Slytherin boy was good a ducking and escaped Terri-Lynn's bludger.
Ginny risked a quick glance over her shoulder to see if Terri-Lynn's bludger at least nicked Randy's broomstick, but her teammate's attempt at losing the angry Slytherin chaser seemed futile.
"He's gaining at you, Gin!" called Seamus Finnigan who tried his luck at hitting the bludger at Randy's direction, but to no avail as well.
"I can't shake him off!" Ginny called to her two other teammates.
Ron and Dean were doing their best to chase Randy off, but their broomsticks were no match to the Slytherin's latest Nimbus model.
"Fuck!" Ginny hissed under her breath and leaned closer to the handle hoping to gain more speed. She was still a few yards away from the hoops and she couldn't lose this damn chaser who wasn't just after the quaffle in her arm; he looked like he was after her blood too!
She pulled her broomstick up and soared higher than normal in the hopes of losing her opponent. As she was soaring up two flashes of red-gold colours and green-silver colours zoomed on either side of her. She caught sight of Harry and Draco racing to get to the snitch first.
Oh thank God they finally stopped arguing! she silently a prayer, This game will finally be over and this damn Slytherin will be off my tail!
Ginny flew high and flew fast with Randy fast approaching her tail. She knew he wouldn't leave her alone until she let go of the quaffle. Doing a quick scan of the pitch, she saw Dean flying towards the pitch just in case she decided to pass the quaffle to him before Randy get to her. Ron, on the other hand, was still on Randy's tail. She did a quick calculation in her head and realized it would be wise if she threw the quaffle at Ron and get her brother to race towards the goal posts.
"Ron, catch!" she called to her brother and threw the quaffle at him. Randy made a grab for the flying orange ball, but it missed his fingers by a few inches. Ron caught the ball and quickly raced towards the Slytherin goal posts. "Hurry Ron!" his sister cried as he flew as fast as he could.
Ginny tailed her brother now and kept a close eye out for any of the other Slytherin chasers that might do a surprise attack on Ron. They needed to make this goal so badly that she was willing to go against Crabbe, Goyle, (yes those two large lumps of flab made it to their house team) and Randy to protect her brother from being attacked. It was weird how she felt overly protective of her brother and Ron…well, he was over protective of her, but not when they were playing Quidditch!
Terri-Lynn and Seamus were able to set Crabbe and Goyle off course with their bludgers, but Randy stood strong. What confused Ginny though was Randy's obsession of tailing her even though she no longer had the quaffle.
Ron was finally near Dean and passed the quaffle on to him to make the score—and he did, to everyone's delight. Ginny squealed in excitement when the announcer screamed over the enchanted megaphone that Slytherin now leads by just ten points. She was too pumped up cheering for her fellow teammate that she didn't see Randy speeding towards her with his arm stretched out and knocked her off her broomstick.
Ginny wobbled and tried to grab on to her broomstick, but the force of Randy's shove was too much that she missed grabbing the handle and fell some seventy feet off the ground.
"Holy shit!" Ginny's alarmed squeal when the announcer yelled out who caught the snitch.
"SLYTHERIN WINS THE GAME!" screamed the baffled announcer as he stared at Draco Malfoy holding the walnut sized ball. Even Malfoy looked stunned at having won a game against Gryffindor. Harry Potter was nowhere to be found near Malfoy at that very moment. In fact, he hadn't been neck-to-neck with Malfoy during the last few seconds before Malfoy got a hold of the snitch.
"Ginny!" Harry's alarmed cry caught the attention of everyone watching—even the other players—as they watched the Gryffindor seeker speed up to catch his falling teammate.
The rest of the Gryffindor team members scrambled to get as near as Ginny as possible in the hopes of catching her before she hit the ground and broke her neck, but they were all scattered about the pitch and Ginny was falling really fast.
"Oh God," she sobbed and closed her eyes. She knew nobody would be able to help her now and let the gods and the fates do whatever they wanted with her. She squeezed her eyes shut and braced herself to hit the ground with a loud thud, but then a pair of large, strong arms caught her just as she was about thirty feet from the ground.
"Gotcha!" smiled her saviour as he pressed his smiling lips at the crown of her head.
Ginny's eyes shot wide open as soon as she felt her unlikely saviour plant a kiss on her head. She moved a little just to be sure that she was indeed caught and saved from further arm. She kept on wriggling until she felt the chest she was pressed against rumble from his low chuckling.
"Quit moving, Weasley, or we'll both fall off the broomstick. I just barely caught you, you know? Good thing I was nearest to you. The least you could do is say thanks."
Ginny frowned and quickly looked up and stared into the depths of those big, hazel (almost greenish in shade right now as he looked down at her) eyes that could only belong to…
"Zambini!" Ginny exclaimed and tried to push him away from her.
"Whoa, whoa! Calm down Weasley. I just saved your life—please don't try and take both our lives now," Blaise Zambini, one of the Slytherin beaters, held on to Ginny's waist tightly as he manoeuvred his broomstick back towards where the rest of her teammates were congregated at awaiting for their arrival.
Ginny knew it would be wise to do what he told her to do. She was, after all, precariously held against him; any slight movement from her and it would unbalance the broomstick, causing them both to break their necks in the process. So she let herself relax…in the arms of Blaise Zambini!
God, who would've thought she'd be able to do that with the likes of this very tall (according to school gossip, Blaise Zambini just towered over Draco Malfoy by a two inches in height—and Draco Malfoy stood six foot one!) Slytherin heartthrob (next to Malfoy, Blaise was considered a hottie in school. Hermione—and even Abigail—mentioned to her that nowadays Blaise looked so much like that actor who plays young Clark Kent from the television series Smallville, a muggle show that Ginny only saw once when Abigail dragged her to her place over the summer and they watched reruns—a muggle term for shows being re-shown over the summer holiday—of Abigail's current favourite TV series).
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He breathed a sigh of relief once he knew she was safe. He didn't know what to think when he saw her falling some fifty to seventy feet off the ground. His heart was pounding so hard, banging against his chest. He wanted to do something right there and then; conjure a large net to break her fall; conjure up a whirlwind to cushion her fall; hell, he thought of just about everything he could think of doing to rescue her, praying to all the gods and fates above to spare her life. She wouldn't survive that damn fall if he—or anyone else at the pitch—couldn't get to her on time.
But she's safe now, a calm, soothing voice spoke at the back of his head. He smiled inwardly, releasing a content sigh as he watched her be engulfed in big bear hugs by her teammates. She looked so panicked when she was falling, and even more so when she realized who was her rescuer, but after a while she relaxed and was that a look of relief he glimpsed on her face?
He swore he could knock Randy Mason's teeth down his throat, but that sort of action might land him an expulsion from Hogwarts, so he resorted to mentally beating Randy Mason to a pulp.
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A/N: hmmm…another hint there for ya folks! :::chuckles::: hmm…who could APC be? Do you know? Do you? Do you???? Hehehe, well, keep on guessing and I'll do my best to give out more clues about our APC's identity.
mavis: I thought I wouldn't write another D/G fic too, but seems like I'm obsessed with this pairing so here I am writing yet another fic about 'em once more! hehehe
Blu Misterie: you lurve Draco as well as the next girl within...uhm...well, all over the world I should say! *lol*
MelissaAdams: now how are we gonna get some D/G action when they barely interact with each other? hehehe :::wink:::
Loves-Kiss: plain cruel and unusual yet you want some more?! *lol* now why did you say it's cruel and unusual? is it because I ain't saying who Ginny's APC is?
Crystal: I know what you mean when you say it's only 5 in the afternoon & already you're sleepy! *lol* I am like that all the time...and a mushy-romantic Crabbe or Goyle? are they even capable of that?! *lol* btw, those two actors who played Crabbe & Goyle in the movies were kinda cute and adorable, hehehehe
Emeryss Sedalia: thanks for the site, I'll be sure to check those out when I am running out of song ideas to use as our APC's love letter to Ginny
Kitty: awww...a C?! :::looks shocked::: now how in the world did that happen? uh-uh, you need to concentrate more on your studies, missy, hehehehe :::winks:::
Sperm Pantied: I'm kinda afraid I'll run out of songs to use for this fic, but so far so good. as I browse online I keep on finding songs that might be useful for this fic
December's Girl: *lol* okay, okay, calm down...take a deep breath...now exhale...inhale...exhale...calm now? :::chuckles::: well I think that after the last couple of chapters Harry is also out of the running as our beloved APC...
pheonixfire123: :::huge, dopey smile::: thanks! that means a lot to me
Faxton: oh, I love that Leann Rimes song! thanks for reminding me! hehehehe, and you're a big Ginny/Blaise shipper? hmm...interesting...hehehe
MiSs-BeHaVe: he's stalking her all right, and of course she's clueless about him following her around--well, almost. he's got to be really discreet ya know, and he shouldn't raise any suspicion from his friends...and...uhm...I dunno if I gave enough clues in this chapter as to who he is, but we've already established that it's not Oliver and it's not Harry
GirlAngel: now, now, no need for threats, hehehe
sassw14: hehehe, well, it's not Harry who's been sending her those letters. we finally got that straightened out.
Faltering Hues: well...I try to stay away from the computer and work less on this fic, but seems like every time I do, I always end up with so many ideas that I know I just have to continue on with it.
Cally: I don't think Ginny will be hoping it's Harry even if she still has a teeny-bit of a crush on him...but Ginny's got a crush on someone else...hehehe, can you guess who? ::winks::
purus.flere: I dunno yet...maybe I'll reveal our APC's identity in the middle of this fic or at the end--I'm still deciding.
Cassandra Sisenta or Krey-Zey: thanks for the the song idea, I'll be sure to look up the lyrics to that one. and of course I have to give you guys so many options to choose from...just to make it a tad bit more...uhm...well, interesting? *lol*
dracos-gurl: of course I'm back! *lol* can't seem to keep myself away from writing this pairing, hehehe
Lia: *lol* well....we'll see if there's going to be an Abby/Harry romance...overprotective Ron is kinda funny to write but sometimes way too annoying to read about *lol*
Miss Marauder: well this week it didn't start off nicely at work so I'm looking at a somewhat miserable wekk for me :::pouts::: good thing I have this fic to write to keep me entertained! *lol*
Bluecolouredroses: I fell in love with the Corrs right after I heard I Never Really Loved You Anyway, they're a kickass group! hehehe
Neni Potter: well it's not Harry, that's for sure. and we already know that it ain't Oliver. so you're left with...oooh, Draco, Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle, Colin, Seamus, Dean, Neville, and some other character *lol*
SAKURAnTOKYO: no, that's not it...yet, hehehehe, Ginny will have a fun time figuring out who her APC is
August: pick up the clues and examine them carefully, I'm sure you'll be able to figure out who our APC is
Junebug: lucky you! I hate her (my ex-best friend) now more than ever. oh well, thank goodness nobody played anymore jokes on me since then :::Grins:::
Anyanka: I got that name from one of my dad's friend's kids. Her name's Abigail and we call her Abby for short. while thinking up names for Ginny's friend, that's the first one that popped into my head.
spunkygabi: hmm...nice suggestion...I'll see if I can actually come up with a chapter based solely on our APC's POV without revealing his true identity...
wowsergirl: well it's not Harry...but the other boys from Gryffindor could still be a candidate :::winks:::
Xiaoyu Ling: everybody's saying it's Draco...so maybe it is him *lol* but I'm not confirming your theory :::grins:::
DRACO!!!!: *lol* not a Gryff, eh? hmm...we'll see....