You are all pissed at me huh? I have decided to placate you by updating again. Please review the chapter 18 as well. I have never not had a review after this amount of time. It is very sad.
I am going to finish this story. I promise you that. It is already all done. All I am doing now is typing it up. I should have it all out to you by the first week of September. That is how little is left. I just do not know how much strain my teachers will be putting on me.
I will try to update tomorrow. NO promises.
I am not J.K. ergo I do not own HP.
The eagle owl returned two days later, a jar in its claws and cluching a note in his beak.
The owl landed right in front of Ginny and handed her the note after she untied the parcel from his leg.
Ginny took her toast she'd just buttered and put peach marmalade on and gave it to the big owl who crunched it noisily. When he finished the toast, Ginny offered him a drink from her goblet as he finished. He brushed his beak against her cheek in thanks before flying off for a rest in the owlry.
Ginny opened the note as soon as the owl flew away and began to read excitedly.
Of I will help you out Gin. I've enclosed the fire you asked for.
Sarah is an Antipodean Opaleye. I sent a picture of her for you. Any research you have time to do for us would be awesome. Hogwarts has one of the best libraries in the wizarding world. Also asking Hagrid would be a great idea! He is brilliant when it comes to magical creatures.
Well I'll be sending you a present soon. I have to go now. We have a problem with Skorcher(our resident Chinese Fireball). He is beautiful! Well I am needed!
Write back to me soon! Love from one of your big brothers,
Charlie
Ginny grabbed the package and ripped the paper off and saw bright blue flames dancing in the smoky jar. Perfect!
Now to find Pansy and get her last task over with before Valentine's Day so hopefully she'd have someone to spend it with.
Seventh years got Valentines Day off and were allowed to visit Hogsmeade. The curfew was midnight.
Ginny used her wand to rewrap the jar and looked up and down the Slytherin table.
Pansy got up from the Slytherin table and strolled out into the hall.
Draco grinned secretly. Ginny had almost completed her third task. All that was left was for her to do was deliver it to Pansy. His owl had done a good job and he could tell the owl liked her. He liked few and Ginny had really spoiled the creature.
Draco began pondering. How would he get her new robes when he had no idea what size she wore?
He could get Professor Snape to give him permission to visit Hogsmeade later.
GRANGER! Draco grinned a little evilly, as the name seemed to flash as if lit in neon lights in his brain. She would know what size his girl wore and if she did not, she would have an easier way to get the answer than he would.
Draco spotted Hermione walking into the hall with Potter and Weasley following.
Draco stood and sauntered lazily in their direction with his cronies flanking him.
"Granger, I've something I need to talk about with you," Draco called stopping right in front of her.
"What is it Malfoy?" Hermione asked taking a precautionary step back.
"Away from Scarhead and the Weasel if you do not mind," Draco drawled casually.
"Alright," Hermione hesitantly agreed, walking out of the hall with him. "What do you need Malfoy?"
"Chill Granger. I need some information and you are the only person I would think could get it without gaining suspicion," Draco said eyes dropped appearing disinterested in whatever Hermione had to say.
Hermione sighed.
"Find out what size robes Ginny Weasley wears," Draco said staring right at her. "I know everything else I need to know."
"Why?" Hermione asked leering at the taller boy.
"It is a surprise for her. When can you get the information by? Draco asked watching her, "Oh and do hold your tongue about who wants to know and why."
Hermione looked at him, "What is in this for me?"
"The joy of doing something nice for your friend. I think you owe her considering you are the one who caused my anger at her in the first place. I know all about it. So while I am still angry with her for trusting a...you...more than me, I am no longer nearly as angry with her as I am at you," Draco said speaking carefully, stopping before he called her a mudblood, and watching all the facial expressions made by Hermione.
Hermione nodded, "I am doing this for Ginny and not for you. I will have the information you need by tomorrow."
"Why would you do these nice things for her?" Hermione asked trying to sneak information out of him as he turned to walk away.
"Do not try to act like a Slytherin when you clearly are not and mind your own business," Draco sneered.
"Fine, who says Ginny has to know you asked me for help to win her back and I said I wouldn't?" Hermione tried again.
"Maybe I like her," Draco hissed in a low voice, "a lot."
"Just like?" Hermione questioned with a strange twinkle in her eyes.
Draco scowled and Hermione raised her hands and retreated.
Ginny found Pansy alone in the library an hour later.
"Pansy," Ginny said dragging Pansy out of a history book.
Pansy looked up and had a slightly disgruntled look on her face, "This had better be worth my time."
Ginny held out the package to her.
Pansy took it and unwrapped it.
"How did you get this and when did you find time to do it? Never mind. I do not want to know. The only important thing is that I have it now," Pansy said. There was an errie light in her eyes caused by the dancing of the bright blue flames.
"I have my ways," Ginny said, "May I know what I must accomplish for my final task?"
"No, not yet," Pansy replied, "I expected to have a little more time to get the information I would need."
"Okay," Ginny said spinning to walk away.
"Meet me here tomorrow at three o'clock," Pansy called returning to her book.
Ginny nodded and left the library. Everything was going perfectly.
"Hey Parvati," Ginny called happily as she saw her friend.
"Gin, look what I found in my room," Parvati said passing Ginny a piece of parchment.
Ginny got a very strange look and her eye twitched a little, "These things are so stupid."
"Well it is a way to pass the time," Parvati said shrugging.
"Might as well," Ginny said.
Favorites:
Eye color on the opposite gender?
Robe size and color?
and just a bunch more questions that Ginny answered. [a/n I hate these stupid types of tests!]
Ginny was rolling her eyes by the time she was finished and vowed to never take one of these stupid tests again.
"Parvati, you had to be incredibly bored," Ginny said glaring at the parchment as if it was evil.
"I was bored," Parvati said. Internally she sighed in relief. It was so romantic, what Hermione was helping that boy Ginny had been seeing to do. Parvati knew it would look way too suspicious for Hermione to try to talk Ginny into something like this...so Parvati thinking it was very sweet had offered to help when she had overheard Hermione asking Harry how she was going to get this to work.
Ginny sighed and left the common room to just take a walk around the castle and just be by herself for a while.
She eventually found herself outside the kitchen and staring into a pair of big green eyes.
"Hello Miss Wheezy," the house elf squeaked. "Would you like to come into the kitchens for tea and cake?"
"That would be very nice Dobby," Ginny said following the elf into the kitchen.
Dobby waved his hand and a table appeared and two tiny elves walked toward her and placed the tray they held between them on the table.
"Thank you very much," Ginny said smiling at the elves who beamed up at her.
Ginny saw down on the chair and Dobby began to pour her a sup of tea.
"Dobby why are your hands bandaged?" Ginny asked the elf concerned.
"Dobby has done something very naughty Miss Wheezy," Dobby replied setting the teakettle down and looking at the ground.
Ginny picked up her fork and cut a small bite of cake and lifted it to her lips.
"Dobby wondered if Miss would come to the kitchen, come seekin' Dobby."
"Is there something you wish to tell me Dobby?" Ginny asked observing how the elf seemed to edge away from her and the table and how he did not meet her eyes.
"Dobby wonders why Miss Wheezy is not sneaking around to see Master Draco anymore?" Dobby asked. His ears were drooped and his eyes looked at the ground as if it was the most interesting thing he had ever seen.
Ginny put her fork down, "I do not think he is interested in me anymore Dobby, but how did you know what was going on?"
"We house elves knows more than we pretends too Miss," Dobby said looking up at her and Ginny could swear Dobby's eyes looked a little sad.
"He doesn't like me though," Ginny said watching the elf as he took his broom and began to sweep slowly.
"Perhaps Master is not knowing how to refocus such a pretty misses attention upon himself," Dobby suggested as he finished the sweeping and tossed the dust into the fireplace.
"Dobby I doubt any girl would turn down an apology from Draco Malfoy. I know he is not oblivious to the fact that he is the best looking guy in school. Surely you heard the applause he received our first night back when it was announced that he was head-boy," Ginny said putting her elbow on the table and leaning her cheeks into her hands.
"Maybe to Master Draco, you is not just any girl, maybe you is special to him," Dobby said softly as he returned and put a plate of chicken on the Slytherin table. "Master has never said a bad thing about Miss this year when he has spoken to Dobby and Dobby has seen the way Master stares at Miss. He is stubborn."
Dobby suddenly had a panic-stricken look on his face and he grabbed a hot pot of tea off a table and began to hit his head and poured the burning liquid on his feet.
"DOBBY! Don't do that! Stop at once!" Ginny cried seizing the pot and setting it down on the ground and grabbing Dobby's shoulders to hold him still.
"Sorry Miss Wheezy but Dobby almost told some of Master Draco's secrets. Dobby must remember his place and not forget himself again," Dobby said. His eyes were crossed and he put his hands against his temples and wobbled before falling to the ground.
Ginny watched Dobby with a hawk's eye to be sure the little creature was not about to punish himself anymore.
Dobby's eyes eventually uncrossed and he looked up at Ginny.
"Miss Wheezy old master's saying is right. The best things in life are worth waiting for."
'The elf was being cryptic,' Ginny decided with a scowl. What was Dobby saying? It was almost as bad as what Harry had been doing when she had her breakdown.
Ginny shrugged and downed the last of her tea and left the kitchens pondering what Dobby meant.
After speaking to Hermione Draco spent most of his morning in the owlry filling out order forms.
The bracelet was sent to a world renowned jewelry maker in France. The flower form to a tiny but well respected florist shop in Germany. The chocolate form to a small shop in Belgium. The only thing he had left to send was the robe order form and he did not know her size just yet.
He would talk his godfather into allowing his to go to Hogsmeade to purchase the books she wanted.
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