What's Love?
A/N: Hey, I've finally decided to get my lazy butt into the chair in front of my computer and update. Wow, this story is a year old now! I see that I've lost some fans but oh well, I've gained new ones too. Oh yeah, someone asked how Harry got his arm hurt and into the Hospital Wing. Well, in the chapter of the Quidditch match, he got hurt from Grawp remember? And he couldn't go watch the match. Eh, maybe you better re-read that chapter which is...Chapter...13. School will be starting on August 30th for me. And because I'm becoming a sophomore, I will not update very much, but you're used to that probably. I knew I should have updated more this summer!
Chapter 15
"If some girl matters to you more than I do, then maybe we shouldn't date anymore!" Cho cried and began towards the door.
"Chang, wait!" He said right as she reached the door. He mentally kicked himself and said "Cho! I meant Cho!"
She had already exited but Draco, for some reason, chose not to follow and sat back on his bed.
"You're not going after her?" A male voice said from behind him.
Draco turned around to see Harry Potter with an arm cast opening a curtain with his free arm.
"Who cares?" Draco said dully.
"So Ginny does mean something to you."
"What do you care, Potter?"
"I care about Ginny, that's it." Harry replied coldly. "You better not hurt her or?
"Or you'll beat me up like you do with You-Know-Who everytime you face him?" Draco said sarcastically. "I don't have time for this," and he left the hospital wing.
(story start)
Ginny sat on her bed in her dormitory, thinking about her mother's letter.
'The least I could do is obey her and completely avoid Mal—I mean Draco, but we're friends now!' Ginny shook her head vigorously, 'At least I think we're friends...'
She got off her bed and walked over to the window and saw the beech tree she so often met with Draco under. She plopped herself onto the window sill.
"How did things get so confusing!?" She said, frustratedly.
"What are you talking about?" asked a voice from the doorway.
Ginny turned her head away from the window to see Hermione walking towards her. She turned her head back to the window and saw a familiar figure now sitting in the shade of the beech tree.
Hermione looked over the top of her head and muttered, "Oh..."
"My mum sent me a letter," said Ginny, "regarding Dad's funeral. It's this weekend."
"I know, Ron received one too. She wants Harry and me to be there."
Ginny continued to look at Draco's faraway form. "My mum told me to stay away from him."
"Away from who?"
"Draco."
Hermione didn't reply, half already knowing who Ginny was referring to before her answer and half surprised she said his first name.
Ginny continued.
"I don't want to stay away from him, we're supposed to be friends now."
"What do you mean?"
"I asked him if we could be friends, and it was after I read my mum's letter."
"Why did you do that? Didn't she say to stay away from him in her letter? And you still asked him to be your friend?"
Ginny turned to look at Hermione, confusion and worry clouding her eyes.
"I don't know why I did it." She muttered. "He really is a good person though, Hermione! I know it!"
The Gryffindor prefect stared at the younger girl in disbelief.
"Him? A good person? The name 'Malfoy' and 'good person' don't go together."
Ginny looked down at the ground.
"I don't know..." She muttered. "With everything that's going on, I just get more and more confused by the second."
(somewhere else)
Harry sat in the common room, his arm now healed and fully functional. But that's not what he was thinking about. He was remembering the conversation between Ginny and Malfoy in the hospital wing (Yes he was eavesdropping :P). 'How could they talk so casually? And how could she even suggest to call each other by their first names?'
Harry gazed into the fireplace, hearing the conversation in his head all over again.
Flashback
"Can I call you Draco?" He heard her say to his long-time rival. He froze in his bed.
"Why?" came a reply.
'What is she doing?' Harry thought to himself.
"Because you called me Ginny earlier today, remember?"
'Did he really do that?' he thought. 'Why did he do that!? What is he doing to her!?'
She continued.
"So I was thinking that we could call each other by first names now, like real friends do."
'Real friends? Are they friends now?' Harry thought. 'No, Ginny! He doesn't want to be your friend!' He secretly screamed out to her. 'Don't be his friend!'
"Er...sure, okay...Ginny."
End Flashback
"Hey Harry!" a voice said, interrupting his thoughts. He looked up.
"Oh, hey Ron."
"What's up?" asked the redhead, sitting down next to his best friend.
Harry turned back to the fire.
"I'm just thinking about some stuff... So how was the Quidditch match?"
Ron scowled.
"It was a draw."
Harry then remembered Ginny telling Malfoy about the match in the hospital wing.
"Oh yeah..."
Ron was about to ask if someone told him already but Hermione came down from the girls' dormitory.
"Hello!" She greeted them both.
"Hey," they replied in unison.
She plopped down into a nearby sofa. She looked over to Harry's glum face.
"What's wrong, Harry?"
"There's something wrong?" Ron asked, puzzled.
Hermione ignored him.
"Harry, are you okay?"
Harry sighed.
"Ginny...and Malfoy..." He trailed off.
Ron snapped his head towards Harry's direction.
"What about them?" He said sternly.
Harry sighed again.
"I heard them talking in the hospital wing."
"What!?" Ron exclaimed. "She actually went to visit him!?"
"Harry, I don't think you should tell us what you heard." Hermione said quietly.
"What did they say!?" said Ron.
"She wants to call him by his first name now and be his friend now."
Hermione glanced towards the girls' dormitory.
"Harry, Ginny could come down any minute. If she heard us talking about her—"
"She WHATS!??" Ron shouted.
The common room went silent as Ron stormed towards the foot of the girls' dormitory.
"GINNY!" He shouted.
Hermione was very worried. She ran over to him and try to pull him away.
"GINNY!" Ron shouted once again. "GET DOWN HERE!"
"Ron, please don't yell at her!" Hermione said worriedly but he ignored her.
Ginny hesitantly appeared halfway down the staircase. She slowly descended and came face to face with her red-faced brother.
"Yes?"
"WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH THAT—"
He was cut off by Hermione.
"Ron! If you want to yell at her, go somewhere private!" She said harshly, trying to feign annoyance to cover up her worry.
Ginny sent her a look pleading for help, but Ron dragged her away out of the common room. His hold on her wrist tightened as they descended the stairs. Her hand began turning red.
"Ron, stop! You're hurting me!" She cried, trying to pull away.
He only held tighter and kept tugging her hand until they reached an empty hall.
"Why were you with Malfoy in the hospital wing!?" He asked harshly.
Ginny looked down at her red, almost purple hand.
"I wanted to talk to him." She muttered.
"Why?"
His tone was very stern and frightening to her, but she was relieved he was not as mad as when they were in the common room.
Ginny remained silent.
"Why?" He repeated, his voice hardening.
She looked away.
"WHY!?" He finally shouted, making Ginny jump.
She slowly looked up at him, tears brimming her eyes.
"I-I don't—"
"DON'T TELL ME YOU DON'T KNOW!" Ron shouted again. "DIDN'T YOU GET ONE OF MUM'S LETTERS? NO ONE WANTS YOU NEAR HIM! WHY DON'T YOU EVER LISTEN!?"
Ginny couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't take his yelling and disapproval, so she ran.
"GINNY! GET BACK HERE!"
She continued to run down the hall, turning random corners and corridors until she bumped into someone.
"Gin-Ginny?" came a familiar voice.
She looked up to see a blurry vision of Draco. She wiped her tears away and tried to push past him but he grabbed her wrist.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
Ginny was half amazed at his concern but half still scared and sad that Ron was so angry at her. Her vision was blurred once again and she wiped away her tears again, but they kept on coming back.
Draco was surprised. She hardly ever cried unless there was a reason to. He looked around him to make sure the hall was empty so his reputation wouldn't be ruined for conversing with a Weasley (Heh, typical Malfoy...I just had to find a way to say the hall was empty).
"Ron—" she began but was interrupted by yelling.
"GINNY! WHERE ARE YOU!?" came her older brother's voice.
Before either of them could move, he rounded the corner and saw Malfoy holding her wrist. He stood there, half in shock and half in anger.
"Malfoy..." he grumbled, glaring at the Slytherin boy through narrowed eyes. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY SISTER!?"
Draco immediately dropped Ginny hand.
"Nothing." He said quickly, fear and worry clouding his eyes.
"Ron—" Ginny began but quickly silenced herself when he sent a death glare in her direction.
Ron finally spoke in a quivering voice.
"Ginny, come here."
She was too scared to step forward, let alone look at him, but her eyes were locked into his angry gaze.
"Ginny, come here!" He said, his voice starting to rise.
She was finally able to look away, her body shivering from fear. She stepped behind Draco to protect herself from the angry atmosphere around her brother.
"Wha--?" Draco questioned. He looked forward to see Ron beginning to march forward. "Hey, don't bring me into this!" He said, trying to move away from Ginny.
"YOU'RE THE CAUSE OF ALL OF THIS!" Ron bellowed.
Ginny flinched.
"Ron!" She heard a familiar female voice calling out.
She poked her head out to see who it was.
Hermione was rushing forward.
"Ron!" She cried. "Leave them alone!" She grabbed his arm, trying to keep him from moving forward. "Ron, what are you doing!? Don't hurt them!"
To Ginny's surprise, Hermione was a lot stronger than she looked. She was able to hold Ron back and even accidentally made him fall over with a thump.
"Bloody hell, Hermione!" He exclaimed, rubbing the back of his head.
"I'm sorry Ron!" She said, surprised at how much weaker Ron was than she actually thought.
"Wow," Draco muttered. "The mudblood's got muscle..."
Ginny glared at him.
"Don't call her that!"
Ron sat up and Hermione helped him to stand up. His anger had been knocked out of him when his head hit the floor.
Ginny stepped out from behind Draco, seeing that the angry atmosphere had disappeared. Her eyes locked with her brother's for a few seconds before he turned to leave.
"Your brother is scarier when he's mad at you than when I just piss him off." Draco muttered.
Ginny looked to the floor and smiled.
"Next time, I'll just have Hermione knock him unconscious."
A/N: Okay, kinda crappy chapter. I'm losing my touch . Well, I was hoping to get Draco to defend Ginny but he's usually not the very brave type though, huh? Well, R&R! Oh, and I can't use the things I used to use to separate different scenes because the Document Manager is being stupid.