What's Love?
A/N: Ideas are still welcome and will be as long as I'm writing this story.
Chapter 2
"What's your muggle-loving father been doing all these years to support your family anyway? Digging through garbage?"
Ginny's face burned red, redder than her hair.
"He supports my family by caring about us!" she said through gritted teeth. "As long as my family loves me, I could feel richer than the Queen of England!"
Malfoy blanched, not knowing what to say.
Ginny turned on her heel, about to walk away when Malfoy spoke again.
"What's love?"
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"What's love?"
Ginny stopped in her tracks and turned around.
"Sorry?"
"Are you deaf or something Weasley?" Malfoy said, sounding annoyed. "I asked you what love is."
Ginny was shocked.
'How can he not know what love is?' she thought to herself. "Hasn't--Hasn't your parents ever told you they love you?"
"No..." He replied. "What are you so shocked about? And what exactly is love, for God's sake!" He said exasperatedly. "You know what? Forget it." And he walked away, leaving Ginny standing there, too shocked to call him back.
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Ginny walked into the compartment and sat down, blankly staring at the wall opposite her.
Hermione and Ron didn't seem to notice, but were bickering about the Prefect meeting.
"Hermione! You should have remembered!" Ron exclaimed. "You're the one that remembers these things!"
"Well you can't expect me to remember everything!" She replied smoothly. "I'm only human."
"Oh, so that means you're not some alien life-form of high intelligence after all?"
Hermione rolled her eyes.
Harry actually did notice Ginny's strange behavior and nudged the two prefects.
"What Harry?" Ron said.
He nodded toward Ginny, who seemed unaware of the sudden silence in the compartment.
"Oh..."
Hermione stood up and crossed the compartment to sit next to Ginny.
"Hi Ginny," she said. "What's up?"
Ginny snapped out of her daze and stared at Hermione.
"Nothing."
"Ok...well is there any reason why you're being so quiet?"
It was then that the young fifth year realized that every pair of eyes that are in the compartment was currently on her at that moment.
"Oh, erm...no. I was just thinking...about...stuff." She said. "Nothing to worry about."
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Ginny was one of the last to get off the train and by the time she got to the carriages, there were only a few left. She chose to sit in an empty one and waited for it to begin moving. The carriage door suddenly opened and in came Malfoy, shutting the door as quickly as possible. He turned around.
"What the bloody hell are you doing in here?"
"I got here first," she said. "Why are you in here? You acted like a werewolf was chasing you."
"Even worse," he groaned, "Pansy Parkinson."
Ginny opened the carriage door and poked her head out to look around.
"She's looking through the carriages right now," Ginny informed. "And I don't want her sitting with me so I suggest you get out."
"No," he said. "If I can find some way to hide, then she won't stay."
"Well, I don't want you in here either, so get out." She said, holding open the carriage door.
"Make me," he replied dryly.
"Fine," and Ginny took out her wand, preparing to hex him.
"Ok, ok," he grumbled, frightened that she would perform that bat-bogey hex once again. "As long as she's not out there and there are still some carriages left."
"Fine," and she was about to stick her head out the window when the carriage began moving. "Oh no..." she groaned.
A/N: So what'd'ya think? I basically have a policy for my fanfics. At least one review per chapter and I'll update! And one review isn't very much, in case you don't know that yet. But I got four reviews so woohoo! That's actually a lot for any of my fics.... oh, and Epsilon Psi? That HTML document isn't one of my options....no wait! I figured it out! Thanks!