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(A/N): I really felt for the last 2-3 chapter I was getting away from the story, and kind of ignoring the plot. So I've tried to salvage what I could, lol.
Thank yous go to: Luinthoron, Andufeniel, Frenic, AtrueSlytherin, Aquilis Rose, Nicole, and Miss. Charlet.
Madussa: Yes, chapters will be longer, I've just been so distracted lately I've had to throw together chapters 10/11 at the last moment
slash warning please!!!: I don't need to give a slash warning as it is not required. Don't like slash quit reading it as soon as you catch on- which should have been about the fourth chapter *shrugs* But the last thing I need is people complaining, so I fit in a small warning just now. Happy every one?
It was a long train ride from the station to where ever they were going, all she knew was it would be by a beach. Hermione was going on and on about it but Ginny had zoned her out long ago. Looking through the window she started to count the trees, and as those disappeared, she tried to count how many sections of fence there was between two points. Needless to say the trip was not eventful. At one point or another Hermione had been called to help a teacher, leaving her alone with Harry and Ron.
As more time past Virginia's mind started to wander, and what better things to wander to than Draco. The night she'd spent with him was…wonderful. Frankly she was quite disappointed with the decision they made on their "non-existent relationship status", but she would live. The farther apart they stay, the better this will all turn out, or so she told her self repeatedly. But the time they'd spent together still came back to her, she thought about it every few seconds. They'd held each other all night and she made sure he didn't have a single nightmare. It was a small way of making up for what she'd done with Lucius only minutes before.
'Oh Goddess, could Lucius be a good lover…I wonder if Draco is just as good…'
Although these thoughts led to her mission, and what she'd eventually have to do. 'Why did it have to be him?' She thought. Ginny could understand any one else being targeted…but why /Draco/. Once you got to know him he really is pleasant to be around…if you weren't muggle born or happen to be Neville, Harry, or Ron… But really, he is the heir to millions maybe even more, who does Lucius expect to run everything when he is gone? It just isn't logical, they could have picked any one and taken what they needed instead of this long drawn out process. Draco was intelligent, and they sure could use him on their side when things came down to it, even she knew he had a mind for strategies. He would have been a great tool in this upcoming war.
All of a sudden tired, Ginny closed her eyes and leaned back in her seat. But after feeling a little nudge on her right shoulder from Harry she scooted toward him and laid her head on his shoulder. Although she should have known Harry couldn't just play nice. He moved her hand over beneath the cloak on his lap and she did what she'd done dozens of times, although this was a bit odd because her brother was seated right across from them both…'eeeeeewww'. Ginny was trying not to move her hand back and forth to quickly, as she didn't want to attract attention, but Harry'd put his hand on hers making her go quicker. He just wanted to cum quickly and not get caught. Some times she wondered if he liked the idea of getting caught, Goddess knows he's stopped her in the strangest of places to perform some type of sexual act; the hallways, Snapes desk, Ron's bed…
As Harry came and she felt the hot sticky liquid cover her hand, her mind was on other things, not even paying attention any more as he cleaned everything up with a small wave of his wand. Ronald was still staring out the window oblivious to the fact his only little sister just gave his best friend a hand job…
Ginny took her hand back and scowled at him slightly. Curling up a bit and leaning against the window frame, as far away from Harry as she could be in the same compartment, she tried to sleep. Even though her hand was clean she swore she could still feel her self touching his skin…she shuddered slightly.
Eventually sleep came…and so did the nightmares.
*
'This is boring.' Draco thought for probably the 15th time. He leaned his head against the window taking a deep breath. The cool surface fogged up as his body heat radiated off of him. It was extremely warm in the compartment but he must keep his composure at all times, which meant no taking off his school robe, even if he was wearing a uniform underneath.
So far today all he'd thought about was Ginny. He'd really tried to stop but then he'd see something red, or want to hold her again, and he was hopeless. Although they'd agreed to not start anything…just enjoy each others company and stay friends…he really didn't want any one else. That's why he was so damn annoyed right now as Pansy kept trying to "hint" she want to have a quickie.
"Draco? Are you sure you don't want to fuck?" Yes, that was hinting in her mind.
"No, why don't you find some one else?" Their conversation was barely above a whisper, as not to attract attention, though he doubted she'd care if any one heard…or watched for that matter.
Pansy sighed. "/Fine/."
Just then the compartment door slid open and Blaise Zabini leaned in. He looked around the compartment and was about to enter, but as soon as his eyes landed on Draco he took a small step back. "Sorry, didn't know it was so crowded in here."
This was a perfect opportunity. "Wait, Zabini, I want to talk to you." He could get this whole thing cleared up between them, and get rid of Pansy. How can you miss an opportunity like that?
Blaise looked surprise, but nodded none the less. Draco stood and detaching the parasite- ahem /Pansy/, from his arm and walked out of the compartment shutting the door behind him. "Let's see if we can find an empty space, yeah?"
"Yeah."
They'd wandered till almost the back of the train, and still didn't find anywhere they could privately talk. But then they found one that was just filled with a few Hufflepuff girls, after scaring them and watching the crying figures run to the other side of the train, they both calmly sat down facing each other. Almost as and after thought Draco locked the door with his wand and performed a silencing charm.
"So." Blaise began.
"Sooo…." Draco had no clue what to say.
"What is it you wanted to talk about?" Well that was a start.
The compartments were small, but Draco stood any way and went by the door, looking downward and pacing a bit. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do.
This standing and pacing of his though made Blaise nervous so he to stood and faced the window. If he was going to talk then he could start any time he wanted to. But he could feel Draco's eyes boring into his back, it made him tense ever so slightly. 'What is he up to?'
"I know what you were trying to do." Draco started off.
"I don't know what you're talking about, you'll have to be a tad more specific."
Draco sighed and ran his hands through his hair, frustrated a bit. "I mean with Virginia. What you said. I know why you said it." And he did. If it weren't for Blaise Draco might have never expressed any sexual interest in her. And he knew there was something going on between them, surprisingly, though also knew it was only friendship. But still he felt the need to apologize to him for…well…beating the shit out of him just because he didn't like what he was saying.
"You do?…Is that all you wanted to talk about Malfoy?" Blaise had been hoping it was something more, even now he played the scene of them so close and him running his thumb over his cheek, of his lips brushing against his ear… He watched Draco in the reflection of the glass. 'What ever it is, it's making him nervous as hell.'
"I wanted to…apologize…to you. What I said, for the most part, was out of line."
He watched him nod his head as if deciding on something, and then Draco's figure in the glass disappeared. Blaise heard footsteps and then felt arms snaking around him and setting on his hips, drawing him back into the other boy's body. He could feel Draco's breath on his neck, and his erection pressing into him. "I want to make it up to you." he whispered hoarsely.
Blaise turned his head back toward him and they kissed. It had been so long since they'd allowed them selves to think of what they'd done with each other in the past. And now that Draco analyzed it…he knew if he couldn't have Ginny, Blaise would most definitely be just as good to take.
Soon though both robes were tossed to the ground, Draco was trying to take off Blaise's tie, while Blaise was trying to get off Draco's belt. Right about now, both were glad they'd locked the compartment door. But as Blaise kneeled in front of him he began to feel a bit panicky.
"You don't have to…" In all honesty he couldn't understand why some one would willingly do that, usually he wouldn't care either, but now things were different. He knew he liked him more than he should, and also didn't just want him on a sex partner level only…he wanted to make sure Blaise wanted this to.
He gave a slight smile, "It's alright, I want to."
Time passed, and several positions later Draco found him self wrapped in Blaise's arms, watching the other boy sleep. And he found him self wondering…'Blaise or Virginia?'
*
The castle was much smaller than Hogwarts, but then again it wasn't made to hold as many students as the school building. After every one was taken off the train they were rushed to carriages, much like the horse-less drawn ones they use at the beginning and end of each school year. Ginny looked across the landscape and was happy to see there were trees to climb in. Though the beach they talked about looked to cold to play in the water, she was all right with that fact, as she had no intention of swimming.
Ginny rode by next to her brother across from his friends. She didn't mind it really, being on the outside when they were all in. It was all ways like that. Though before Harry and Hermione it used to just be her and Ron. But she didn't miss that closeness either. She'd grown up in so many ways…Ginny wasn't sure if it was such a good thing to be so jaded. And she was even less sure if her brother would understand. Though he seemed to have gotten the message she's older now, and does 'older girl things'…but some things she does she is positive Ron would /not/ like to know about.
Ginny absentmindedly stroked her upper left arm…where her dark mark should have been- would have been if not for the plan. She didn't serve him for a reason…instead she went to a much more reliable source. Though Tom did protect her most of the time.
"Gin? Are you ok? Let me see your arm."
"It's fine Ron, just an itch."
See, he could be so damn observant of her and what she did. But he never really saw what was going on. Some times he could be down right brilliant…and other times as thick as a board. Ginny wondered if, when the war came, she would see him on the battlefield. Although that was only if this game continued for that long…chances are it wouldn't.
The carriages came to a halt, and Ginny was the first one to scramble out of the enclosed space. She wasn't claustrophobic but with Harry acting like a nympho around her, Hermione taking their little feel up session personal, and a brother as clueless as Ron was…well, she felt a bit odd sitting together with all of them.
Now she was able to get a closer look at the castle. If it was possible, it looked older than Hogwarts. Moss and vines covered most of the stone, and many of the windows were stained glass. It looked right out of some storybook, a work of art unto it's self. There weren't many towers, and the green house was on the roof instead of the grounds but it was something to look forward to exploring. Something different was what she needed.
Speaking of needing, Ginny was needing to talk to Draco, and soon. She hadn't seen him since that morning, though it wasn't as if she was going to sit with him and his friends on the train…she just missed him, as stupid as it sounded even to her. And she also wanted to discuss what she'd dreamt about during the journey.
She had her chance that evening to spend time with him though. All through the day Ginny spent time in her room reading or exploring the castle. She'd unpacked her things but found the tedious task rather pointless as they were only staying for less than a week. But she needed something to keep her hands busy or her mind occupied, and Harry was at makeshift quidditch practice already, so unpacking would have to do. After that she leafed through her homework packet. This was given to them so they could do their lessons while they took this somewhat of a break to relax. Students still had to attend a class for 2-3 hours each day, but other than that they were free to do as they wished. While there was a few rec. rooms, two swimming pools, a library, and gardens to walk in all she really wanted to do was get rid of this homework so she could have a mostly free week. And so she grabbed her handbag, shoving into it everything necessary, then went to wonder the halls in search of a comfortable sitting room.
Later on, Ginny, while sitting in an overstuffed chair studying a page on transfiguration, heard a soft chorus of chimes. 'Dinner bell I suppose'
The dinning hall was nothing like Hogwarts. Instead of four large tables with assigned houses, Ginny was surprised to see there was absolutely no order and no distinguishing place where each house could sit together. Small tables littered through out the large hall, there was no rhyme nor reason as to where each sitting place should go, with an exception of a long table to the few teachers who had come along to chaperone. And it seemed as is she wasn't the only one confused and surprised. Other students lingered in the door way as well. Where were they to go? How would they sit with their entire house?
"Oh fuck this." She said loud enough for a girl beside her to wrinkle her nose at 'such foul language', then she pushed her way to one of the round tables in the corner and sat down waiting for every one else to get their ass in gear, and take a hint. Soon more students trickled in, others still waiting for their friends as to not sit alone or get stuck at a table surrounded by people they did not like.
Collin, Susan, and Emily who were all Gryffondors, and a mix of other Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws from her own year joined Virginia. She didn't recognize them all, but every one made friendly conversation. She'd glanced over to find Blaise looking quite satisfied, like he knew a secret and was priding himself on it. 'Hmmm, I wonder what he's so happy about.'
Scanning the hall again she couldn't see her brother, and for a second thought she'd seen Hermione but looked back and it turned out it wasn't. Although the hall was cavernous, at the same time, it was slightly warm feeling, no that wasn't the word, it was a comfortable 'home-like' feeling. While examining the tapestries on the wall, her eyes happen to land on a certain blonde Slytherin. He was already looking at her, and she smiled. Her jerked his head towards the door, and she took the hint. Excusing her self, and not really caring about the meal as she wasn't particularly hungry, she calmly walked out side the doors and sat down while waiting for him on a near by stair case.
Five minutes later Draco walked out through the doors and stood at the bottom of the staircase looking up at her. "Come on, I have something to show you."
Gin gave him a bright smile, and hopped down the steps to greet him. Although they still were not ready to explain to any one why they were talking together, let alone have any one find out their previous encounters, so he rushed her a bit out of the small foyer. Even he would have a bit of trouble shutting people up about the rumors that would become of that situation, if some one where to see them together.
He led her up a servant's staircase, which were much more narrow and rickety than the conventional staircases, down a long corridor then steering them in many different directions. At one point she could have sworn he was lost, though she wasn't sure how in such a small castle. But then he started climbing again and finally they'd reached a short hall.
"Here we are."
At the end of the hall was a dusty old window of stained glass, much like most of the windows of the castle. Though the sun shining through it washed a red color onto the floor. 'Almost like blood…the floor is bathing in blood.' She thought. The color transfixed her.
"Gin? What are you staring at? Coming or not?"
"Coming." He'd already moved down the hall a bit, pausing to look back at her from the entrance to where ever he wanted to be going. She must have spaced for a minute of two. She walked quickly towards him, stepping around the red coloring on the floor.
Draco noticed this but didn't mention it. If she'd of wanted him to know she would bring it up later, but for now he kept his mouth shut. The door was ancient, he'd had to force it open with a spell when he'd first found the place. He knew she was going to love it.
The door was still a tad sticky, but he managed to get it opened with out his wand this time. Draco walked into the room and turned around, waiting for her to follow. Ginny peeked in with caution. It wasn't that she didn't trust him but the whole castle was new to her and being the very observant person she is she needed to see every detail.
It was a circular room and filled with light, as most the ceiling was glass. Seeing the loft type of area above them and off to the right she decided this must have been a type of astronomy classroom. The room was circular, and cavernous. Books lined the walls on the lower level, a fireplace and seating area was to her right and a spiral staircase leading up was to her left.
It was beautiful. She couldn't believe they'd want a place like this practically locked up. It also looked like it hadn't been used in ages. Even though today hadn't been the best day, this made it all worth it. She couldn't help but grin.
"It's beautiful Draco."
He to was smiling. "I knew you'd like it. Blaise and I found it when we were…exploring."
Ginny hadn't caught the pause, she was to excited and in awe of the room. It was stunning, especially with the colors of the sky visible as the sun was setting.
"I adore it." She now stood n the middle of the room, twirling around, then practically ran to him giving Draco a bone-crushing hug.
"Thank-you." She whispered. Draco was a bit…startled, to say the least, at this sudden contact. He knew they were just keeping this on a friendly level but how was he suppose to do that when she kept rubbing her body up against him. Not on purpose he knew, though the end result in him was the same as if it was intentional.
He gave her a small pat on the back and said "No problem, what are friends for?"
The word friends seemed to have struck a cord in her. 'Oh yes…/friends/.' She let go almost immediately and went wandering around the room as Draco perched his self on one of the sofa's arm rests and watched her intently. His eyes followed her every move.
'Well, I suppose my questions can wait a bit longer…this room is much more interesting.' Ginny thought as she excitedly ran up stairs to look around.
*
"Leave him alone."
"Why should I?"
"/Because/."
"Dear brother, that isn't even a reason. Come on, give me a /good/ explanation as to why I can't have him. Then I'll leave him be."
"Why are you doing this? Looking for drama in your pathetic pre-teen life? Don't ruin him just because you are bored."
"Ruin /what/ exactly? He's already mine, no thanks to you. I know what you two did, do you think I'd want him after that?! Although his father fixed things, now didn't he? It doesn't matter if he doesn't like me, or that I loath him, the point is he's /mine/. And I'm not having that fucking bitch take him away from /me/!"
The boy pushed her back so she slammed against the wall. "Don't you /ever/ call her that! You don't know what you're messing with, you have to leave this alone! Leave /her/ alone!"
The girl had a devious smile on now. "So, you like her. My- that was unexpected. Which is it- him, or her? Can't have both. It's simple. You can have her, and I get him. I'm doing you a favor because I love you! Why can't you see this is for the greater good?!" She ran her hand lightly across his chest.
He knocked her hand away roughly. "This is not for the 'greater good', you know nothing of which you speak. All you want is to play a game for your own twisted amusement!"
The girls lips formed a line, her patients with her fool of a brother was wearing thin. "I will do as I please, and he will do as I say. There is nothing you can do about it…unless you want me to go straight to Lucius…"
The boy narrowed his eyes, then bowed his head in defeat, there was nothing he could do nor could he say a word. Though he silently prayed she would loose interest or regardless of his sister's meddlings Ginny would be able to complete her mission with out this hindering it.
(Another A/N): So...how did I do?
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(A/N): I really felt for the last 2-3 chapter I was getting away from the story, and kind of ignoring the plot. So I've tried to salvage what I could, lol.
Thank yous go to: Luinthoron, Andufeniel, Frenic, AtrueSlytherin, Aquilis Rose, Nicole, and Miss. Charlet.
Madussa: Yes, chapters will be longer, I've just been so distracted lately I've had to throw together chapters 10/11 at the last moment
slash warning please!!!: I don't need to give a slash warning as it is not required. Don't like slash quit reading it as soon as you catch on- which should have been about the fourth chapter *shrugs* But the last thing I need is people complaining, so I fit in a small warning just now. Happy every one?
It was a long train ride from the station to where ever they were going, all she knew was it would be by a beach. Hermione was going on and on about it but Ginny had zoned her out long ago. Looking through the window she started to count the trees, and as those disappeared, she tried to count how many sections of fence there was between two points. Needless to say the trip was not eventful. At one point or another Hermione had been called to help a teacher, leaving her alone with Harry and Ron.
As more time past Virginia's mind started to wander, and what better things to wander to than Draco. The night she'd spent with him was…wonderful. Frankly she was quite disappointed with the decision they made on their "non-existent relationship status", but she would live. The farther apart they stay, the better this will all turn out, or so she told her self repeatedly. But the time they'd spent together still came back to her, she thought about it every few seconds. They'd held each other all night and she made sure he didn't have a single nightmare. It was a small way of making up for what she'd done with Lucius only minutes before.
'Oh Goddess, could Lucius be a good lover…I wonder if Draco is just as good…'
Although these thoughts led to her mission, and what she'd eventually have to do. 'Why did it have to be him?' She thought. Ginny could understand any one else being targeted…but why /Draco/. Once you got to know him he really is pleasant to be around…if you weren't muggle born or happen to be Neville, Harry, or Ron… But really, he is the heir to millions maybe even more, who does Lucius expect to run everything when he is gone? It just isn't logical, they could have picked any one and taken what they needed instead of this long drawn out process. Draco was intelligent, and they sure could use him on their side when things came down to it, even she knew he had a mind for strategies. He would have been a great tool in this upcoming war.
All of a sudden tired, Ginny closed her eyes and leaned back in her seat. But after feeling a little nudge on her right shoulder from Harry she scooted toward him and laid her head on his shoulder. Although she should have known Harry couldn't just play nice. He moved her hand over beneath the cloak on his lap and she did what she'd done dozens of times, although this was a bit odd because her brother was seated right across from them both…'eeeeeewww'. Ginny was trying not to move her hand back and forth to quickly, as she didn't want to attract attention, but Harry'd put his hand on hers making her go quicker. He just wanted to cum quickly and not get caught. Some times she wondered if he liked the idea of getting caught, Goddess knows he's stopped her in the strangest of places to perform some type of sexual act; the hallways, Snapes desk, Ron's bed…
As Harry came and she felt the hot sticky liquid cover her hand, her mind was on other things, not even paying attention any more as he cleaned everything up with a small wave of his wand. Ronald was still staring out the window oblivious to the fact his only little sister just gave his best friend a hand job…
Ginny took her hand back and scowled at him slightly. Curling up a bit and leaning against the window frame, as far away from Harry as she could be in the same compartment, she tried to sleep. Even though her hand was clean she swore she could still feel her self touching his skin…she shuddered slightly.
Eventually sleep came…and so did the nightmares.
*
'This is boring.' Draco thought for probably the 15th time. He leaned his head against the window taking a deep breath. The cool surface fogged up as his body heat radiated off of him. It was extremely warm in the compartment but he must keep his composure at all times, which meant no taking off his school robe, even if he was wearing a uniform underneath.
So far today all he'd thought about was Ginny. He'd really tried to stop but then he'd see something red, or want to hold her again, and he was hopeless. Although they'd agreed to not start anything…just enjoy each others company and stay friends…he really didn't want any one else. That's why he was so damn annoyed right now as Pansy kept trying to "hint" she want to have a quickie.
"Draco? Are you sure you don't want to fuck?" Yes, that was hinting in her mind.
"No, why don't you find some one else?" Their conversation was barely above a whisper, as not to attract attention, though he doubted she'd care if any one heard…or watched for that matter.
Pansy sighed. "/Fine/."
Just then the compartment door slid open and Blaise Zabini leaned in. He looked around the compartment and was about to enter, but as soon as his eyes landed on Draco he took a small step back. "Sorry, didn't know it was so crowded in here."
This was a perfect opportunity. "Wait, Zabini, I want to talk to you." He could get this whole thing cleared up between them, and get rid of Pansy. How can you miss an opportunity like that?
Blaise looked surprise, but nodded none the less. Draco stood and detaching the parasite- ahem /Pansy/, from his arm and walked out of the compartment shutting the door behind him. "Let's see if we can find an empty space, yeah?"
"Yeah."
They'd wandered till almost the back of the train, and still didn't find anywhere they could privately talk. But then they found one that was just filled with a few Hufflepuff girls, after scaring them and watching the crying figures run to the other side of the train, they both calmly sat down facing each other. Almost as and after thought Draco locked the door with his wand and performed a silencing charm.
"So." Blaise began.
"Sooo…." Draco had no clue what to say.
"What is it you wanted to talk about?" Well that was a start.
The compartments were small, but Draco stood any way and went by the door, looking downward and pacing a bit. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do.
This standing and pacing of his though made Blaise nervous so he to stood and faced the window. If he was going to talk then he could start any time he wanted to. But he could feel Draco's eyes boring into his back, it made him tense ever so slightly. 'What is he up to?'
"I know what you were trying to do." Draco started off.
"I don't know what you're talking about, you'll have to be a tad more specific."
Draco sighed and ran his hands through his hair, frustrated a bit. "I mean with Virginia. What you said. I know why you said it." And he did. If it weren't for Blaise Draco might have never expressed any sexual interest in her. And he knew there was something going on between them, surprisingly, though also knew it was only friendship. But still he felt the need to apologize to him for…well…beating the shit out of him just because he didn't like what he was saying.
"You do?…Is that all you wanted to talk about Malfoy?" Blaise had been hoping it was something more, even now he played the scene of them so close and him running his thumb over his cheek, of his lips brushing against his ear… He watched Draco in the reflection of the glass. 'What ever it is, it's making him nervous as hell.'
"I wanted to…apologize…to you. What I said, for the most part, was out of line."
He watched him nod his head as if deciding on something, and then Draco's figure in the glass disappeared. Blaise heard footsteps and then felt arms snaking around him and setting on his hips, drawing him back into the other boy's body. He could feel Draco's breath on his neck, and his erection pressing into him. "I want to make it up to you." he whispered hoarsely.
Blaise turned his head back toward him and they kissed. It had been so long since they'd allowed them selves to think of what they'd done with each other in the past. And now that Draco analyzed it…he knew if he couldn't have Ginny, Blaise would most definitely be just as good to take.
Soon though both robes were tossed to the ground, Draco was trying to take off Blaise's tie, while Blaise was trying to get off Draco's belt. Right about now, both were glad they'd locked the compartment door. But as Blaise kneeled in front of him he began to feel a bit panicky.
"You don't have to…" In all honesty he couldn't understand why some one would willingly do that, usually he wouldn't care either, but now things were different. He knew he liked him more than he should, and also didn't just want him on a sex partner level only…he wanted to make sure Blaise wanted this to.
He gave a slight smile, "It's alright, I want to."
Time passed, and several positions later Draco found him self wrapped in Blaise's arms, watching the other boy sleep. And he found him self wondering…'Blaise or Virginia?'
*
The castle was much smaller than Hogwarts, but then again it wasn't made to hold as many students as the school building. After every one was taken off the train they were rushed to carriages, much like the horse-less drawn ones they use at the beginning and end of each school year. Ginny looked across the landscape and was happy to see there were trees to climb in. Though the beach they talked about looked to cold to play in the water, she was all right with that fact, as she had no intention of swimming.
Ginny rode by next to her brother across from his friends. She didn't mind it really, being on the outside when they were all in. It was all ways like that. Though before Harry and Hermione it used to just be her and Ron. But she didn't miss that closeness either. She'd grown up in so many ways…Ginny wasn't sure if it was such a good thing to be so jaded. And she was even less sure if her brother would understand. Though he seemed to have gotten the message she's older now, and does 'older girl things'…but some things she does she is positive Ron would /not/ like to know about.
Ginny absentmindedly stroked her upper left arm…where her dark mark should have been- would have been if not for the plan. She didn't serve him for a reason…instead she went to a much more reliable source. Though Tom did protect her most of the time.
"Gin? Are you ok? Let me see your arm."
"It's fine Ron, just an itch."
See, he could be so damn observant of her and what she did. But he never really saw what was going on. Some times he could be down right brilliant…and other times as thick as a board. Ginny wondered if, when the war came, she would see him on the battlefield. Although that was only if this game continued for that long…chances are it wouldn't.
The carriages came to a halt, and Ginny was the first one to scramble out of the enclosed space. She wasn't claustrophobic but with Harry acting like a nympho around her, Hermione taking their little feel up session personal, and a brother as clueless as Ron was…well, she felt a bit odd sitting together with all of them.
Now she was able to get a closer look at the castle. If it was possible, it looked older than Hogwarts. Moss and vines covered most of the stone, and many of the windows were stained glass. It looked right out of some storybook, a work of art unto it's self. There weren't many towers, and the green house was on the roof instead of the grounds but it was something to look forward to exploring. Something different was what she needed.
Speaking of needing, Ginny was needing to talk to Draco, and soon. She hadn't seen him since that morning, though it wasn't as if she was going to sit with him and his friends on the train…she just missed him, as stupid as it sounded even to her. And she also wanted to discuss what she'd dreamt about during the journey.
She had her chance that evening to spend time with him though. All through the day Ginny spent time in her room reading or exploring the castle. She'd unpacked her things but found the tedious task rather pointless as they were only staying for less than a week. But she needed something to keep her hands busy or her mind occupied, and Harry was at makeshift quidditch practice already, so unpacking would have to do. After that she leafed through her homework packet. This was given to them so they could do their lessons while they took this somewhat of a break to relax. Students still had to attend a class for 2-3 hours each day, but other than that they were free to do as they wished. While there was a few rec. rooms, two swimming pools, a library, and gardens to walk in all she really wanted to do was get rid of this homework so she could have a mostly free week. And so she grabbed her handbag, shoving into it everything necessary, then went to wonder the halls in search of a comfortable sitting room.
Later on, Ginny, while sitting in an overstuffed chair studying a page on transfiguration, heard a soft chorus of chimes. 'Dinner bell I suppose'
The dinning hall was nothing like Hogwarts. Instead of four large tables with assigned houses, Ginny was surprised to see there was absolutely no order and no distinguishing place where each house could sit together. Small tables littered through out the large hall, there was no rhyme nor reason as to where each sitting place should go, with an exception of a long table to the few teachers who had come along to chaperone. And it seemed as is she wasn't the only one confused and surprised. Other students lingered in the door way as well. Where were they to go? How would they sit with their entire house?
"Oh fuck this." She said loud enough for a girl beside her to wrinkle her nose at 'such foul language', then she pushed her way to one of the round tables in the corner and sat down waiting for every one else to get their ass in gear, and take a hint. Soon more students trickled in, others still waiting for their friends as to not sit alone or get stuck at a table surrounded by people they did not like.
Collin, Susan, and Emily who were all Gryffondors, and a mix of other Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws from her own year joined Virginia. She didn't recognize them all, but every one made friendly conversation. She'd glanced over to find Blaise looking quite satisfied, like he knew a secret and was priding himself on it. 'Hmmm, I wonder what he's so happy about.'
Scanning the hall again she couldn't see her brother, and for a second thought she'd seen Hermione but looked back and it turned out it wasn't. Although the hall was cavernous, at the same time, it was slightly warm feeling, no that wasn't the word, it was a comfortable 'home-like' feeling. While examining the tapestries on the wall, her eyes happen to land on a certain blonde Slytherin. He was already looking at her, and she smiled. Her jerked his head towards the door, and she took the hint. Excusing her self, and not really caring about the meal as she wasn't particularly hungry, she calmly walked out side the doors and sat down while waiting for him on a near by stair case.
Five minutes later Draco walked out through the doors and stood at the bottom of the staircase looking up at her. "Come on, I have something to show you."
Gin gave him a bright smile, and hopped down the steps to greet him. Although they still were not ready to explain to any one why they were talking together, let alone have any one find out their previous encounters, so he rushed her a bit out of the small foyer. Even he would have a bit of trouble shutting people up about the rumors that would become of that situation, if some one where to see them together.
He led her up a servant's staircase, which were much more narrow and rickety than the conventional staircases, down a long corridor then steering them in many different directions. At one point she could have sworn he was lost, though she wasn't sure how in such a small castle. But then he started climbing again and finally they'd reached a short hall.
"Here we are."
At the end of the hall was a dusty old window of stained glass, much like most of the windows of the castle. Though the sun shining through it washed a red color onto the floor. 'Almost like blood…the floor is bathing in blood.' She thought. The color transfixed her.
"Gin? What are you staring at? Coming or not?"
"Coming." He'd already moved down the hall a bit, pausing to look back at her from the entrance to where ever he wanted to be going. She must have spaced for a minute of two. She walked quickly towards him, stepping around the red coloring on the floor.
Draco noticed this but didn't mention it. If she'd of wanted him to know she would bring it up later, but for now he kept his mouth shut. The door was ancient, he'd had to force it open with a spell when he'd first found the place. He knew she was going to love it.
The door was still a tad sticky, but he managed to get it opened with out his wand this time. Draco walked into the room and turned around, waiting for her to follow. Ginny peeked in with caution. It wasn't that she didn't trust him but the whole castle was new to her and being the very observant person she is she needed to see every detail.
It was a circular room and filled with light, as most the ceiling was glass. Seeing the loft type of area above them and off to the right she decided this must have been a type of astronomy classroom. The room was circular, and cavernous. Books lined the walls on the lower level, a fireplace and seating area was to her right and a spiral staircase leading up was to her left.
It was beautiful. She couldn't believe they'd want a place like this practically locked up. It also looked like it hadn't been used in ages. Even though today hadn't been the best day, this made it all worth it. She couldn't help but grin.
"It's beautiful Draco."
He to was smiling. "I knew you'd like it. Blaise and I found it when we were…exploring."
Ginny hadn't caught the pause, she was to excited and in awe of the room. It was stunning, especially with the colors of the sky visible as the sun was setting.
"I adore it." She now stood n the middle of the room, twirling around, then practically ran to him giving Draco a bone-crushing hug.
"Thank-you." She whispered. Draco was a bit…startled, to say the least, at this sudden contact. He knew they were just keeping this on a friendly level but how was he suppose to do that when she kept rubbing her body up against him. Not on purpose he knew, though the end result in him was the same as if it was intentional.
He gave her a small pat on the back and said "No problem, what are friends for?"
The word friends seemed to have struck a cord in her. 'Oh yes…/friends/.' She let go almost immediately and went wandering around the room as Draco perched his self on one of the sofa's arm rests and watched her intently. His eyes followed her every move.
'Well, I suppose my questions can wait a bit longer…this room is much more interesting.' Ginny thought as she excitedly ran up stairs to look around.
*
"Leave him alone."
"Why should I?"
"/Because/."
"Dear brother, that isn't even a reason. Come on, give me a /good/ explanation as to why I can't have him. Then I'll leave him be."
"Why are you doing this? Looking for drama in your pathetic pre-teen life? Don't ruin him just because you are bored."
"Ruin /what/ exactly? He's already mine, no thanks to you. I know what you two did, do you think I'd want him after that?! Although his father fixed things, now didn't he? It doesn't matter if he doesn't like me, or that I loath him, the point is he's /mine/. And I'm not having that fucking bitch take him away from /me/!"
The boy pushed her back so she slammed against the wall. "Don't you /ever/ call her that! You don't know what you're messing with, you have to leave this alone! Leave /her/ alone!"
The girl had a devious smile on now. "So, you like her. My- that was unexpected. Which is it- him, or her? Can't have both. It's simple. You can have her, and I get him. I'm doing you a favor because I love you! Why can't you see this is for the greater good?!" She ran her hand lightly across his chest.
He knocked her hand away roughly. "This is not for the 'greater good', you know nothing of which you speak. All you want is to play a game for your own twisted amusement!"
The girls lips formed a line, her patients with her fool of a brother was wearing thin. "I will do as I please, and he will do as I say. There is nothing you can do about it…unless you want me to go straight to Lucius…"
The boy narrowed his eyes, then bowed his head in defeat, there was nothing he could do nor could he say a word. Though he silently prayed she would loose interest or regardless of his sister's meddlings Ginny would be able to complete her mission with out this hindering it.
(Another A/N): So...how did I do?
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