Chapter 3- True to Yourself
Ginny lay on her bed looking up at nothing in particular, mad thoughts racing round and round in her head until she almost cried out with the throbbing pain. She had no more tears to cry, all the water had flowed out the previous night and the 'water storage' was completely empty. She felt like crawling down into a little hovel to die and didn't have the will power to so much as raise her head from her pillow, let alone make her way down to the breakfast hall.
The dormitory was empty, save for herself and everyone's belongings. Ginny became more alert when there was a slight 'rapping' noise on the door.
'Who is it?' Ginny asked miserably.
'It's me Ginny, can I come in?' Ginny recognised Hermione's voice.
'Yeah, come in Mione,' Ginny said quietly. Hermione came over and sat on Ginny's bed. Ginny still lay on her back, looking up at the base of the bunk above her.
'Honey, are you ok? What happened? Harry wouldn't tell us anything this morning and I'm starting to worry. Did you have a fight?'
'No, well.......not exactly. I'm, I' m just so confused.' Ginny placed one hand on her sweaty, throbbing forehead. 'And I don't feel very well either.'
'Did Harry say something to offend you or.........please tell me. I want to help.'
'Trust me Hermione, you won't be able to help me with this one. You'd turn against me if I told you, and your friendship means more to me than anything.'
'Exactly, and friends help each other. I'm not just going to desert you for some little problem with Harry. I mean, not that he isn't my friend too, but you're my friend as well, you know that.'
'I don't know how to tell you though. God, why me? WHY?!'
'Tell me, what is it, whatever it is I can..............'
'I kissed Malfoy ok?!' Hermione immediately stopped mid-sentence. Her mouth was agape and her eyes were wide. She looked at Ginny as if she had never seen her before. She uttered sounds incoherently, whatever she was trying to say, it wasn't making sense. 'I told you you wouldn't be able to help me. What am I going to do?'
Hermione finally regained her composure. 'Well, did you mean to?'
'Of course not, he kissed me!'
'But did you enjoy it? I suppose that it the main question we should be asking here.'
'Well.........no,' Ginny said rather hesitantly and unconvincingly.
'You don't sound too certain.'
'That's because I'm not. As much as I wish I didn't, I did enjoy it. It was like electricity was flowing between us, I can barely describe it.'
'Well that settles it then. I'll back you all the way, people can't help it- who they love I mean......'
'I never said I was in love,' Ginny objected. Hermione gave her one of those 'how stupid do you think I am' looks and Ginny couldn't help but smile weakly. 'Now, I think it would be best if you went up to the hospital wing. Your all cold and clammy-probably from too much stress.'
'Yes mum,' Ginny said and they laughed in unison.
'I'll go see if I can try and break the news to Ron. He isn't going to like this, I can tell you. Harry might have already told him.' A worried expression crossed Ginny's face. 'Don't worry, I'll take care of it,' she added reassuringly and hugged her. 'Now,' she said as she broke the embrace, 'Hospital wing, right now. Scoot.'
Ginny walked down into the Griffindor common room. She felt a lot better after her talk with Hermione. She went up several flights of staircases and was walking down the corridor to the hospital wing when someone grabbed her from a classroom on the side and enveloped her in their arms. Before she knew what was going on, lips were pressed against hers and she gave in to passion letting the electricity flow. She gave something between a moan and a sigh and the arms tightened around her; hands moving in patterns with assurance across her back. She wrapped her hands more firmly around his neck. Malfoy drew back to examine the look on Ginny's face. It was one of shock and pleasure and Malfoy smirked. Ginny finally came to her senses.
'Why you, you' she stammered pounding her small fists on his chest (although obviously having no affect). Malfoy only laughed at her, this small creature with such mixed emotions who he felt for.
'I'm sorry, it's just that you looked so cute walking down that corridor so huffily and all.'
'Well if you think......' but before she could finish her sentence, he drew her to him again and kissed her briefly.
'See you round,' he said, smiling brightly as he left the room.
# But.....oh, how.....oh for heaven's sake!#
'Men!' she threw her arms up in the air in exasperation and then continued her journey to the hospital wing.
Now she faced a new problem. No matter what she did, she couldn't stop smiling. She tried to cover it, but only ginned more broadly when she did so.
# Jeez, STOP SMILING! You look like a complete idiot#
But, nevertheless, she smiled until she got to the hospital wing. **************************************************************************** *********************************
Madam Pomfrey regarded her with concern.
'Now what's the trouble dear?' she asked soothingly.
'I'm not sure. I feel a little dizzy and hot, but my skin is all cold and clammy.' Madam Pomfrey placed her hand gently on her forehead.
'Not a fever,' she concluded. 'Have you been under a lot of stress lately?'
'Well, yes to some extent.'
'Hmmmmm. You seem really run down. It's probably best that you have a rest before you come down with something more serious. Probably stay here for the rest of today and tomorrow.'
'Surely it's not that serious.'
'Well, we'll see how you feel.' She turned down the bed and drew the curtains while Ginny changed into a light gown. Then Ginny slipped into bed and Madam Pomfrey closed the curtains to let her rest. Ginny was very grateful. She had had a troubled sleep the previous night and still felt fatigued by the throbbing in her head from crying so much. She closed her eyes and eventually drifted off to sleep.
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When she awoke Hermione and Ron were sitting by her bed. Harry's absence was very noticeable, but Ginny didn't comment.
'How are you feeling?' Hermione asked.
'Yeah, relieved from the rest,' Ginny said, smiling weakly.
'Yeah, well you better, because there's a quidditch match between Slytherin and Griffindor today!' Ron cut in, unable to contain himself.
'There's what?!' Ginny almost leapt out of bed, but restrained herself.
'A quidditch match,' Ron repeated patiently.
'B-but. That's means that it's really between the two captains. Harry and Dra-I mean Malfoy,' Ginny looked nervously at Ron, hoping he didn't notice anything suspicious. She had gathered from the way he had been talking that neither Hermione nor Harry had told him about her and Draco.
'Well yeah, we all know that Harry's gonna win though, it's hardly fair,' Ron grinned.
'We had better head over,' Hermione said quickly before Ginny could come to Draco's defence. 'You come over if you feel better ok?'
'I will. I'll see you in the stands in ten minutes.'
When they had left, Ginny started gnawing on her nails.
#This is bad. Harry's probably gonna end up trying to kill Draco or something instead of simply chasing that stupid snitch. Of all days why TODAY? In the midst of all this?!#
Nevertheless, she had to see the outcome, so she quickly dressed in her Hogwarts robes and told Madam Pomfrey that she was feeling much better and really wanted to watch the quidditch match. After taking sometime to persuade the nurse she finally made her way down to the stands.
She stood next to Hermione who was looking entranced by the green of the field.
'You didn't tell him did you?' Ginny asked quietly.
'No, I couldn't. I'm sorry Ginny. I will, don't worry, just give Harry some time to cool off,' Hermione said without taking her eyes off the green.
After this, there was no more time for discussion for the game was about to begin. She watched as Harry and Draco lead their teams onto the quidditch field to cheers of the crowd.
'Hope they don't kill each other,' Hermione uttered. Ginny wailed at this remark. Madam Hooch called the two captains over to shake hands.
* According to Draco*
He flew to meet Harry. He had never seen so much hatred on his opponent's face in all the time he had known him. Funnily enough, Draco felt like he wasn't the jealous one this time-this time he had something that Potter wanted. Without anything provoking intended, he extended his hand saying, 'Hey, may the best guy win......'
Harry only took his hand in a grip of steel, 'I plan to,' he answered.
'So he means war,' Draco thought. Madam Hooch blew her whistle and the quaffle was released. Draco circled the field looking for that tiny gold glint. He looked sharply at everything and finally caught a shining glimpse of the snitch. He sped after it, but was knocked off course by a bludger to his stomach. He staggered in mid-air, winded. He gasped for air and saw Harry closing in on the snitch. He didn't want him to win as quickly as that, he knew that Ginny was in the crowd somewhere and he wanted to impress her as much as possible so, ignoring the pain, he repositioned himself on his broom and sped off in pursuit of both Harry and the snitch. He came along side Harry who slammed into him in greeting. Draco slammed right back into Harry's side in reply. The two remained ramming into each other, until they realised they had lost sight of the snitch, and with angry glares at one another, they flew off in separate directions.
Draco flew high over the field. His breath caught in his throat as he saw the snitch again. He flew after it. He knew that Harry was coming up behind him, but he kept going, outstretching his hand towards the tiny gold ball. Instead of ramming into the side of him, Harry aimed a kick at Draco's head, which ended up hitting him on the shoulder. Draco's body whipped back and he felt a lot of surprise towards what had just happened. Harry had always been a very fair player, even if he himself hadn't been.
He ground his teeth and flew after Harry who was diving steeply after the snitch. He gained on him little by little, but started to feel fear as they grew closer and closer to the ground. At the very last minute, Harry pulled out of the dive and Draco crashed straight into the ground. This wasn't the first time that Harry had done this to him. He lay down unable to move and barely able to breathe. He tried in vain to get up again, but couldn't summon the willpower and so he gave into the pain, laying down and closing his eyes. He heard the cheers as Harry captured the snitch and wished that it was him as he fell into unconsciousness.
* Back to Ginny*
Ginny quickly brushed away the tear that had been slowly trickling down her cheek. Ron was laughing, yes laughing at what Harry had done to Draco, whilst Ginny felt as if she was choking.
All the Griffindors ran down to Harry to congratulate him. Ginny was pushed around with the crowd and saw Harry up ahead. For a minute, he looked at her and grinned, but his smile quickly disappeared when he saw the look on her face. Tears were openly pouring down her cheeks. She told Hermione that she was feeling giddy again and that she was going up to the Griffindor common room to lye down. She knew that Ron wouldn't really notice if she was missing. She ran back to the Hogwarts castle, and really did feel dizzy by the time she reached her dormitory. She flung herself on her bed and her whole body shook as she tried to bottle up her emotions. Her head felt as if it was exploding in pain.
#How could he do that? And Draco, he was just lying there as if, as if he were dead. Oh god#
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Ginny skipped dinner and waited impatiently for all the Griffindors to return to the common room and have the party for their victory over Slytherin. When she heard the loud music blaring below and cheers being shouted, she quietly went downstairs and slipped out without anyone noticed. She silently tread down the corridor and up the staircase to the hospital wing. She knocked on the door and waited for Madam Pomfrey to answer. She told her that she was feeling a little dizzy again and Madam Pomfrey clucked over her and told her that she shouldn't have gone to the quidditch match. She laid out a gown for her on the bed and then left her alone.
Once Ginny was sure that she had gone, she walked over to the bed with the curtains closed around it. She silently parted them and walked through to find Draco lying still on the bed. She quietly approached and knelt down, inspecting his face. He looked so gorgeous when he was asleep.
#Not that he doesn't look gorgeous when he's awake#
She gently brushed the hair away from his forehead.
'I'm so sorry Draco,' she whispered. At the sound of her voice, Draco's eyes flicked open and he smiled weakly at her. She buried her face in her hands, forcing herself to keep the tears within her. His arm snaked around her and drew her to him and she cried silently and he rubbed him hand up and down her back and made soothing noises. When she drew back, he invited her to sit on his lap.
'But aren't you in too much pain for that?'
Draco snorted, 'Only a few broken bones, but Pom gave me some of that disgusting skele-grow about five hours ago. I'm a fast healer.' So Ginny sat on his lap, one leg on either side of his body. She placed her hands together on his chest and rested her chin on them, gazing at his face. He raised his head slightly and kissed her. Ginny stopped herself from moaning with pleasure and expressed herself to him with touch. They lay together, Ginny in his arms, for hours and Ginny almost fell asleep, but was woken from herself by Draco kissing her forehead and whispering to her that it was probably best if she went to her bed. She nodded silently in reply and disentangled herself from his embrace, then made her way over to her bed to change into the hospital gown.
She crawled under the covers, feeling much better after all the affection. She didn't have much time to sleep, because Madam Pomfrey came in and opened the curtains. She felt Ginny's forehead and proclaimed that she seemed to have re-cooperated. Then she sent her back to the Griffindor common room.
When Ginny climbed through the portrait hole, she saw Harry at the bottom of the stairs.
'Hello Ginny,' Harry said very formally.
'Harry,' Ginny inclined her head coldly.
'Where have you been?' he asked casually.
'I wasn't feeling very well after the quidditch match. Probably from the cold, so I went back to the hospital wing.'
'I see,' Harry said stiffly, catching her drift. ' I suppose Malfoy was there.'
'Not that it's any of your business, but yes, he was there.'
'I haven't told Ron about what you have done.'
'What exactly do you mean about "what I have done". I haven't done a bloody thing wrong, is it a crime to love someone. Just because it isn't you, you selfish arrogant...........' Harry grabbed her wrists in an iron-clad grip. She tried to release herself, but he held her too tightly. Desperately, she kicked him in the shins. He released her, holding a hand to his now bruised shin and she quickly ran past him, up to her dormitory. When she walked in, she found that the rest of her dorm mates were still asleep. She quietly climbed into her bed and waited for everyone to wake up.
Later, when she went down to the Common Room, she saw Harry, Ron and Hermione all sitting down at a table by the fire, discussing something in hushed voices. When Ron's gaze locked on her his face became livid.
'WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING GINNY?!' he shouted at her.
'What I am doing is none of your business Ron.'
'THE HELL IT ISN'T! I'M YOUR BROTHER AND THIS IS MALFOY WE'RE TALKING ABOUT.'
'What's wrong with that?........'Ginny was cut off.
'OH, I DON'T KNOW, ONLY THAT HE'S BEEN OUR ENEMY FOR THE PAST 6 YEARS OR MORE!!!'
'WELL MAYBE IT'S ABOUT BLOODY TIME YOU MADE PEACE!' Ginny shouted back at him. She was equally enraged with him for being so angry at her without a good cause.
'Maybe she's right,' Hermione said quietly, breaking the long silence that had followed Ginny's shouting.
'Shut-up Hermione!' Ron snarled. Hermione looked as if she had been stung. Ron had never spoken to her that way before. Ron began shouting at Ginny again and she shouted right back at him.
'WHY DOES IT KILL YOU SO MUCH. I'M IN LOVE, CAN'T YOU BE HAPPY FOR ME?!' At this, both Harry and Ron got up and started yelling at Ginny. In that instant, Hermione was on her feet. She waved her wand and spoke the words for a spell. Suddenly, Harry and Ron were glued to their spot on the floor and had lost their voices. Ginny and Hermione were the only ones who could still speak.
'I understand that you will never be happy with us being together, but the point is that I'm in love, and nothing either of you can say will change that.'
'I.............forbid you................to see him.......Ginny,' Ron managed to croak.
'You can't forbid me Ron. You don't have the right to. I'm finally being ture to myself and I'm happy because of it. Now if you will excuse me, I'm going to see Draco,' and with that, she left the common room.
#Good thing the common room was empty this morning#
Once Ginny had gone, Hermione reversed her spell.
'Why are you helping her Hermione?' Ron asked her in a dangerously quiet voice.
'Because I know what love feels like,' Hermione said. 'I thought you did too,' her voice wavered with emotion when she said this and she left the common room to go to the hospital wing with Ginny before either of the boys could say another word.
----------------------------Voila, chapter three. I'm so sorry that I took like a millennia to write it, but with holidays and the exams and assignments I've had not so long ago, it's hard to find the time. Well I hope you and enjoyed it, and hopefully I'll be able to post the next chapter much sooner. Cheers (----------------------------------------------- -
Ginny lay on her bed looking up at nothing in particular, mad thoughts racing round and round in her head until she almost cried out with the throbbing pain. She had no more tears to cry, all the water had flowed out the previous night and the 'water storage' was completely empty. She felt like crawling down into a little hovel to die and didn't have the will power to so much as raise her head from her pillow, let alone make her way down to the breakfast hall.
The dormitory was empty, save for herself and everyone's belongings. Ginny became more alert when there was a slight 'rapping' noise on the door.
'Who is it?' Ginny asked miserably.
'It's me Ginny, can I come in?' Ginny recognised Hermione's voice.
'Yeah, come in Mione,' Ginny said quietly. Hermione came over and sat on Ginny's bed. Ginny still lay on her back, looking up at the base of the bunk above her.
'Honey, are you ok? What happened? Harry wouldn't tell us anything this morning and I'm starting to worry. Did you have a fight?'
'No, well.......not exactly. I'm, I' m just so confused.' Ginny placed one hand on her sweaty, throbbing forehead. 'And I don't feel very well either.'
'Did Harry say something to offend you or.........please tell me. I want to help.'
'Trust me Hermione, you won't be able to help me with this one. You'd turn against me if I told you, and your friendship means more to me than anything.'
'Exactly, and friends help each other. I'm not just going to desert you for some little problem with Harry. I mean, not that he isn't my friend too, but you're my friend as well, you know that.'
'I don't know how to tell you though. God, why me? WHY?!'
'Tell me, what is it, whatever it is I can..............'
'I kissed Malfoy ok?!' Hermione immediately stopped mid-sentence. Her mouth was agape and her eyes were wide. She looked at Ginny as if she had never seen her before. She uttered sounds incoherently, whatever she was trying to say, it wasn't making sense. 'I told you you wouldn't be able to help me. What am I going to do?'
Hermione finally regained her composure. 'Well, did you mean to?'
'Of course not, he kissed me!'
'But did you enjoy it? I suppose that it the main question we should be asking here.'
'Well.........no,' Ginny said rather hesitantly and unconvincingly.
'You don't sound too certain.'
'That's because I'm not. As much as I wish I didn't, I did enjoy it. It was like electricity was flowing between us, I can barely describe it.'
'Well that settles it then. I'll back you all the way, people can't help it- who they love I mean......'
'I never said I was in love,' Ginny objected. Hermione gave her one of those 'how stupid do you think I am' looks and Ginny couldn't help but smile weakly. 'Now, I think it would be best if you went up to the hospital wing. Your all cold and clammy-probably from too much stress.'
'Yes mum,' Ginny said and they laughed in unison.
'I'll go see if I can try and break the news to Ron. He isn't going to like this, I can tell you. Harry might have already told him.' A worried expression crossed Ginny's face. 'Don't worry, I'll take care of it,' she added reassuringly and hugged her. 'Now,' she said as she broke the embrace, 'Hospital wing, right now. Scoot.'
Ginny walked down into the Griffindor common room. She felt a lot better after her talk with Hermione. She went up several flights of staircases and was walking down the corridor to the hospital wing when someone grabbed her from a classroom on the side and enveloped her in their arms. Before she knew what was going on, lips were pressed against hers and she gave in to passion letting the electricity flow. She gave something between a moan and a sigh and the arms tightened around her; hands moving in patterns with assurance across her back. She wrapped her hands more firmly around his neck. Malfoy drew back to examine the look on Ginny's face. It was one of shock and pleasure and Malfoy smirked. Ginny finally came to her senses.
'Why you, you' she stammered pounding her small fists on his chest (although obviously having no affect). Malfoy only laughed at her, this small creature with such mixed emotions who he felt for.
'I'm sorry, it's just that you looked so cute walking down that corridor so huffily and all.'
'Well if you think......' but before she could finish her sentence, he drew her to him again and kissed her briefly.
'See you round,' he said, smiling brightly as he left the room.
# But.....oh, how.....oh for heaven's sake!#
'Men!' she threw her arms up in the air in exasperation and then continued her journey to the hospital wing.
Now she faced a new problem. No matter what she did, she couldn't stop smiling. She tried to cover it, but only ginned more broadly when she did so.
# Jeez, STOP SMILING! You look like a complete idiot#
But, nevertheless, she smiled until she got to the hospital wing. **************************************************************************** *********************************
Madam Pomfrey regarded her with concern.
'Now what's the trouble dear?' she asked soothingly.
'I'm not sure. I feel a little dizzy and hot, but my skin is all cold and clammy.' Madam Pomfrey placed her hand gently on her forehead.
'Not a fever,' she concluded. 'Have you been under a lot of stress lately?'
'Well, yes to some extent.'
'Hmmmmm. You seem really run down. It's probably best that you have a rest before you come down with something more serious. Probably stay here for the rest of today and tomorrow.'
'Surely it's not that serious.'
'Well, we'll see how you feel.' She turned down the bed and drew the curtains while Ginny changed into a light gown. Then Ginny slipped into bed and Madam Pomfrey closed the curtains to let her rest. Ginny was very grateful. She had had a troubled sleep the previous night and still felt fatigued by the throbbing in her head from crying so much. She closed her eyes and eventually drifted off to sleep.
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When she awoke Hermione and Ron were sitting by her bed. Harry's absence was very noticeable, but Ginny didn't comment.
'How are you feeling?' Hermione asked.
'Yeah, relieved from the rest,' Ginny said, smiling weakly.
'Yeah, well you better, because there's a quidditch match between Slytherin and Griffindor today!' Ron cut in, unable to contain himself.
'There's what?!' Ginny almost leapt out of bed, but restrained herself.
'A quidditch match,' Ron repeated patiently.
'B-but. That's means that it's really between the two captains. Harry and Dra-I mean Malfoy,' Ginny looked nervously at Ron, hoping he didn't notice anything suspicious. She had gathered from the way he had been talking that neither Hermione nor Harry had told him about her and Draco.
'Well yeah, we all know that Harry's gonna win though, it's hardly fair,' Ron grinned.
'We had better head over,' Hermione said quickly before Ginny could come to Draco's defence. 'You come over if you feel better ok?'
'I will. I'll see you in the stands in ten minutes.'
When they had left, Ginny started gnawing on her nails.
#This is bad. Harry's probably gonna end up trying to kill Draco or something instead of simply chasing that stupid snitch. Of all days why TODAY? In the midst of all this?!#
Nevertheless, she had to see the outcome, so she quickly dressed in her Hogwarts robes and told Madam Pomfrey that she was feeling much better and really wanted to watch the quidditch match. After taking sometime to persuade the nurse she finally made her way down to the stands.
She stood next to Hermione who was looking entranced by the green of the field.
'You didn't tell him did you?' Ginny asked quietly.
'No, I couldn't. I'm sorry Ginny. I will, don't worry, just give Harry some time to cool off,' Hermione said without taking her eyes off the green.
After this, there was no more time for discussion for the game was about to begin. She watched as Harry and Draco lead their teams onto the quidditch field to cheers of the crowd.
'Hope they don't kill each other,' Hermione uttered. Ginny wailed at this remark. Madam Hooch called the two captains over to shake hands.
* According to Draco*
He flew to meet Harry. He had never seen so much hatred on his opponent's face in all the time he had known him. Funnily enough, Draco felt like he wasn't the jealous one this time-this time he had something that Potter wanted. Without anything provoking intended, he extended his hand saying, 'Hey, may the best guy win......'
Harry only took his hand in a grip of steel, 'I plan to,' he answered.
'So he means war,' Draco thought. Madam Hooch blew her whistle and the quaffle was released. Draco circled the field looking for that tiny gold glint. He looked sharply at everything and finally caught a shining glimpse of the snitch. He sped after it, but was knocked off course by a bludger to his stomach. He staggered in mid-air, winded. He gasped for air and saw Harry closing in on the snitch. He didn't want him to win as quickly as that, he knew that Ginny was in the crowd somewhere and he wanted to impress her as much as possible so, ignoring the pain, he repositioned himself on his broom and sped off in pursuit of both Harry and the snitch. He came along side Harry who slammed into him in greeting. Draco slammed right back into Harry's side in reply. The two remained ramming into each other, until they realised they had lost sight of the snitch, and with angry glares at one another, they flew off in separate directions.
Draco flew high over the field. His breath caught in his throat as he saw the snitch again. He flew after it. He knew that Harry was coming up behind him, but he kept going, outstretching his hand towards the tiny gold ball. Instead of ramming into the side of him, Harry aimed a kick at Draco's head, which ended up hitting him on the shoulder. Draco's body whipped back and he felt a lot of surprise towards what had just happened. Harry had always been a very fair player, even if he himself hadn't been.
He ground his teeth and flew after Harry who was diving steeply after the snitch. He gained on him little by little, but started to feel fear as they grew closer and closer to the ground. At the very last minute, Harry pulled out of the dive and Draco crashed straight into the ground. This wasn't the first time that Harry had done this to him. He lay down unable to move and barely able to breathe. He tried in vain to get up again, but couldn't summon the willpower and so he gave into the pain, laying down and closing his eyes. He heard the cheers as Harry captured the snitch and wished that it was him as he fell into unconsciousness.
* Back to Ginny*
Ginny quickly brushed away the tear that had been slowly trickling down her cheek. Ron was laughing, yes laughing at what Harry had done to Draco, whilst Ginny felt as if she was choking.
All the Griffindors ran down to Harry to congratulate him. Ginny was pushed around with the crowd and saw Harry up ahead. For a minute, he looked at her and grinned, but his smile quickly disappeared when he saw the look on her face. Tears were openly pouring down her cheeks. She told Hermione that she was feeling giddy again and that she was going up to the Griffindor common room to lye down. She knew that Ron wouldn't really notice if she was missing. She ran back to the Hogwarts castle, and really did feel dizzy by the time she reached her dormitory. She flung herself on her bed and her whole body shook as she tried to bottle up her emotions. Her head felt as if it was exploding in pain.
#How could he do that? And Draco, he was just lying there as if, as if he were dead. Oh god#
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Ginny skipped dinner and waited impatiently for all the Griffindors to return to the common room and have the party for their victory over Slytherin. When she heard the loud music blaring below and cheers being shouted, she quietly went downstairs and slipped out without anyone noticed. She silently tread down the corridor and up the staircase to the hospital wing. She knocked on the door and waited for Madam Pomfrey to answer. She told her that she was feeling a little dizzy again and Madam Pomfrey clucked over her and told her that she shouldn't have gone to the quidditch match. She laid out a gown for her on the bed and then left her alone.
Once Ginny was sure that she had gone, she walked over to the bed with the curtains closed around it. She silently parted them and walked through to find Draco lying still on the bed. She quietly approached and knelt down, inspecting his face. He looked so gorgeous when he was asleep.
#Not that he doesn't look gorgeous when he's awake#
She gently brushed the hair away from his forehead.
'I'm so sorry Draco,' she whispered. At the sound of her voice, Draco's eyes flicked open and he smiled weakly at her. She buried her face in her hands, forcing herself to keep the tears within her. His arm snaked around her and drew her to him and she cried silently and he rubbed him hand up and down her back and made soothing noises. When she drew back, he invited her to sit on his lap.
'But aren't you in too much pain for that?'
Draco snorted, 'Only a few broken bones, but Pom gave me some of that disgusting skele-grow about five hours ago. I'm a fast healer.' So Ginny sat on his lap, one leg on either side of his body. She placed her hands together on his chest and rested her chin on them, gazing at his face. He raised his head slightly and kissed her. Ginny stopped herself from moaning with pleasure and expressed herself to him with touch. They lay together, Ginny in his arms, for hours and Ginny almost fell asleep, but was woken from herself by Draco kissing her forehead and whispering to her that it was probably best if she went to her bed. She nodded silently in reply and disentangled herself from his embrace, then made her way over to her bed to change into the hospital gown.
She crawled under the covers, feeling much better after all the affection. She didn't have much time to sleep, because Madam Pomfrey came in and opened the curtains. She felt Ginny's forehead and proclaimed that she seemed to have re-cooperated. Then she sent her back to the Griffindor common room.
When Ginny climbed through the portrait hole, she saw Harry at the bottom of the stairs.
'Hello Ginny,' Harry said very formally.
'Harry,' Ginny inclined her head coldly.
'Where have you been?' he asked casually.
'I wasn't feeling very well after the quidditch match. Probably from the cold, so I went back to the hospital wing.'
'I see,' Harry said stiffly, catching her drift. ' I suppose Malfoy was there.'
'Not that it's any of your business, but yes, he was there.'
'I haven't told Ron about what you have done.'
'What exactly do you mean about "what I have done". I haven't done a bloody thing wrong, is it a crime to love someone. Just because it isn't you, you selfish arrogant...........' Harry grabbed her wrists in an iron-clad grip. She tried to release herself, but he held her too tightly. Desperately, she kicked him in the shins. He released her, holding a hand to his now bruised shin and she quickly ran past him, up to her dormitory. When she walked in, she found that the rest of her dorm mates were still asleep. She quietly climbed into her bed and waited for everyone to wake up.
Later, when she went down to the Common Room, she saw Harry, Ron and Hermione all sitting down at a table by the fire, discussing something in hushed voices. When Ron's gaze locked on her his face became livid.
'WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING GINNY?!' he shouted at her.
'What I am doing is none of your business Ron.'
'THE HELL IT ISN'T! I'M YOUR BROTHER AND THIS IS MALFOY WE'RE TALKING ABOUT.'
'What's wrong with that?........'Ginny was cut off.
'OH, I DON'T KNOW, ONLY THAT HE'S BEEN OUR ENEMY FOR THE PAST 6 YEARS OR MORE!!!'
'WELL MAYBE IT'S ABOUT BLOODY TIME YOU MADE PEACE!' Ginny shouted back at him. She was equally enraged with him for being so angry at her without a good cause.
'Maybe she's right,' Hermione said quietly, breaking the long silence that had followed Ginny's shouting.
'Shut-up Hermione!' Ron snarled. Hermione looked as if she had been stung. Ron had never spoken to her that way before. Ron began shouting at Ginny again and she shouted right back at him.
'WHY DOES IT KILL YOU SO MUCH. I'M IN LOVE, CAN'T YOU BE HAPPY FOR ME?!' At this, both Harry and Ron got up and started yelling at Ginny. In that instant, Hermione was on her feet. She waved her wand and spoke the words for a spell. Suddenly, Harry and Ron were glued to their spot on the floor and had lost their voices. Ginny and Hermione were the only ones who could still speak.
'I understand that you will never be happy with us being together, but the point is that I'm in love, and nothing either of you can say will change that.'
'I.............forbid you................to see him.......Ginny,' Ron managed to croak.
'You can't forbid me Ron. You don't have the right to. I'm finally being ture to myself and I'm happy because of it. Now if you will excuse me, I'm going to see Draco,' and with that, she left the common room.
#Good thing the common room was empty this morning#
Once Ginny had gone, Hermione reversed her spell.
'Why are you helping her Hermione?' Ron asked her in a dangerously quiet voice.
'Because I know what love feels like,' Hermione said. 'I thought you did too,' her voice wavered with emotion when she said this and she left the common room to go to the hospital wing with Ginny before either of the boys could say another word.
----------------------------Voila, chapter three. I'm so sorry that I took like a millennia to write it, but with holidays and the exams and assignments I've had not so long ago, it's hard to find the time. Well I hope you and enjoyed it, and hopefully I'll be able to post the next chapter much sooner. Cheers (----------------------------------------------- -
