As Ginny walked into the dungeon that housed the most notorious class in all of Hogwarts, she scanned the room, looking for an empty seat in toward the back. Hopefully some of the nastier students would pass by her without noticing her. She clutched at her potions essay, wanting to assure herself that the paper she had so meticulously written would not be stolen. To her dismay, students had already filled the back rows. The only seats left were in the front. With her year mates.
She felt the tears spring up in her eyes and she tried to push them back down. She wouldn't let them see her like this. That would mean that they had won. She jolted slightly. Since when did she care if they won, hadn't she resigned herself to this for another two years? Tom's influence must have affected her. She saw the sixth year Slytherins walk into the room and shove a number of fifth year Gryffindors out of seats. Her class had been combined with the sixth years due to Professor Snape's suddenly 'harried' schedule. He had been slipping in and out of the school ground frequently, and there was a rumor going around the school that the black-haired man was really a spy for Voldemort. Ginny refused to believe it, she simply couldn't picture the man working for someone so evil. She continuously broke Gryffindor cardinal rule number one: All Gryffindors must hate Snape. She couldn't help it, Snape was one of the Professors that had taken to watching her in the halls when the abuse had started.
Ginny felt a wadded up ball of parchment hit her in the back of the head and she turned around, hearing someone say "Peacock" under their breath. Resigning herself to another day of abuse, Ginny turned to walk up to the front row. Suddenly she felt a heavy hand on her should and whirled around to find herself face to face with Draco Malfoy. Her stomach dropped out of her body and her eyes widened in fear. She cringed, expecting the worst.
"Come over here and sit with us, they won't bother you again." Ginny thought she was hearing things. Was Draco Malfoy, sworn Weasley hater, asking her to sit with the Slytherins? The next thing she knew, she was being guided by Draco to a seat next to the other sixth years. "I believe you know Crabbe and Goyle, they've volunteered to escort you to your next class." Before Ginny could register what was just said, Draco whirled around, his wand raised and pointed at a certain fifth year Gryffindor. Felicia Huffstutter. Draco muttered something under his breath and a purple light shot forth. When the smoke cleared, Felicia seemed to have grown a rather impressive set of donkey ears.
Felicia opened her mouth to scream, but all that came out was a donkey's braying. Snape, hearing the commotion, lifted his head up from a stack of third year essays his was writing on with great quantities of red ink. "What is the cause of this interruption?"
Snape stood and walked to Felicia who was braying furiously and pointed to Draco. Her friend spoke up. "Draco used his wand and put a hex on her Professor!" Snape glared at the girl and she immediately became quiet. He studied the crying, braying Gryffindor and smiled. "Looks to be a remarkable improvement Huffstutter. When class is over, you may go to Madame Pomfrey to beg her to help. But since you deemed it fit to interrupt my class, I will take ten points from Gryffindor. And since your friend spoke out of turn, I will take off another fifteen. And, Miss Huffstutter, since you threw an object at another student in a room full of potentially volatile substances, I am giving you a week's worth of detention with Mr. Filch. Any arguments and I will make sure you have detention during the next Hogsmeade trip as well."
Slytherins snickered at their archrival's misfortune and patted Draco on the back. Snape turned his gaze to Draco and the snickering stopped. "As for Mr. Malfoy," he started "I really am disappointed that you had to use your wand to do this. Surely a potion would have had a better effect? Don't let it happen again." With that he walked back up to his desk to begin his lesson.
Okay, here's a new bit. Shock, horror, I know it's been forever. So sue me.
So were has Tom been this entire time? And why does Draco suddenly seem to have developed bipolarism towards Ginny? I suppose you shall have to wait until next time I update. Don't worry, I shan't make you wait nearly as long this time...
She felt the tears spring up in her eyes and she tried to push them back down. She wouldn't let them see her like this. That would mean that they had won. She jolted slightly. Since when did she care if they won, hadn't she resigned herself to this for another two years? Tom's influence must have affected her. She saw the sixth year Slytherins walk into the room and shove a number of fifth year Gryffindors out of seats. Her class had been combined with the sixth years due to Professor Snape's suddenly 'harried' schedule. He had been slipping in and out of the school ground frequently, and there was a rumor going around the school that the black-haired man was really a spy for Voldemort. Ginny refused to believe it, she simply couldn't picture the man working for someone so evil. She continuously broke Gryffindor cardinal rule number one: All Gryffindors must hate Snape. She couldn't help it, Snape was one of the Professors that had taken to watching her in the halls when the abuse had started.
Ginny felt a wadded up ball of parchment hit her in the back of the head and she turned around, hearing someone say "Peacock" under their breath. Resigning herself to another day of abuse, Ginny turned to walk up to the front row. Suddenly she felt a heavy hand on her should and whirled around to find herself face to face with Draco Malfoy. Her stomach dropped out of her body and her eyes widened in fear. She cringed, expecting the worst.
"Come over here and sit with us, they won't bother you again." Ginny thought she was hearing things. Was Draco Malfoy, sworn Weasley hater, asking her to sit with the Slytherins? The next thing she knew, she was being guided by Draco to a seat next to the other sixth years. "I believe you know Crabbe and Goyle, they've volunteered to escort you to your next class." Before Ginny could register what was just said, Draco whirled around, his wand raised and pointed at a certain fifth year Gryffindor. Felicia Huffstutter. Draco muttered something under his breath and a purple light shot forth. When the smoke cleared, Felicia seemed to have grown a rather impressive set of donkey ears.
Felicia opened her mouth to scream, but all that came out was a donkey's braying. Snape, hearing the commotion, lifted his head up from a stack of third year essays his was writing on with great quantities of red ink. "What is the cause of this interruption?"
Snape stood and walked to Felicia who was braying furiously and pointed to Draco. Her friend spoke up. "Draco used his wand and put a hex on her Professor!" Snape glared at the girl and she immediately became quiet. He studied the crying, braying Gryffindor and smiled. "Looks to be a remarkable improvement Huffstutter. When class is over, you may go to Madame Pomfrey to beg her to help. But since you deemed it fit to interrupt my class, I will take ten points from Gryffindor. And since your friend spoke out of turn, I will take off another fifteen. And, Miss Huffstutter, since you threw an object at another student in a room full of potentially volatile substances, I am giving you a week's worth of detention with Mr. Filch. Any arguments and I will make sure you have detention during the next Hogsmeade trip as well."
Slytherins snickered at their archrival's misfortune and patted Draco on the back. Snape turned his gaze to Draco and the snickering stopped. "As for Mr. Malfoy," he started "I really am disappointed that you had to use your wand to do this. Surely a potion would have had a better effect? Don't let it happen again." With that he walked back up to his desk to begin his lesson.
Okay, here's a new bit. Shock, horror, I know it's been forever. So sue me.
So were has Tom been this entire time? And why does Draco suddenly seem to have developed bipolarism towards Ginny? I suppose you shall have to wait until next time I update. Don't worry, I shan't make you wait nearly as long this time...