I'M SORRY FOR BEING GONE SO LONG DON'T HATE ME!

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Title: Possible Impossiblities

Summary: I suck at summaires, so.yesh....let's see...ginny and draco end up going to the same summer camp that they were sent to becuz they had good grades in school (theyre smart...? lol...) anyway, Ella/DM slash so...just warning you...

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The water was warm as Hermione dipped her feet in, swishing them back and forth, leaning back on her hands on the pier and sighing softly. Someone came up behind her.

"Mind if I join you?"

She turned around, recognizing the voice with a smile. She nodded and scooted over, letting Draco sit beside her. He let out a sigh.

"If Pansy or Ella has said anything to you, I apologize in advance," he said, adjusting the trucker hat on his head. Hermione shrugged.

"Not like I care what they have to say, anyway." She said, scrunching her toes up uner the water. She really did care- they were her competition. He leaned to the side a little, his arm brushing hers.

"There's that mid-summer dance coming up..." he said, his voice unsure. "Are you going?"

She shrugged. "Maybe, if I find someone to go with. I guess."

"You aren't going with Potter?"

"No, I broke it off with him."

"Oh really? Any specific reason why?"

Hermione shrugged. "I like someone else."

Draco could feel a grin forming on his lips. Him? "You aren't gonna tell me who, are you?"

Hermione shot him a smile and a shrug. "I don't know. Maybe. Eventually." She looked over and the two exchanged a smile, before Hermione burst out laughing and pushed him in the water.

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It was like a game of Telephone amongst the Slytherin and Ravenclaw lunchtables.

"I heard they made-out." A blonde girl proclaimed, nodding with wide eyes.

"No, they soooo did more," another butt in. "I heard she gave him a hand-job."

"You guys are so wrong! He had sex with her!"

The tables erupted into fits of gasps and giggles and more whispers as Hermione walked into the mess hall, taking her seat next to Ginny. Ginny looked over at her.

"Where have you been!" Ginny screeched, smacking Hermione's arm. "You're late to everything now!"

Hermione shrugged and unfolded her napkin. "So what?"

Ginny scowled. "You're setting a reputation for yourself, you whore." She said, half-kidding. Hermione chuckled as she watched Ginny spear at her food with her fork, crushing it to bits, muttering angrily to herself.

"It'll get you no where!"

"Oh Ginny give it a rest." Hermione said through soft laughter. "Don't be jealous."

Ginny's mouth dropped open, like a deer caught in headlights.

"I'm not...I'M NOT!" She slammed her fist on the table, and hit her fork, sending food flying towards the Slytherin table.It landed just beside Ella Kinsington, who screamed and jumped up, acting like someone had just sprayed her with toxic chemicals when the food hadn't even touched her. The Gryffindor table erupted in laughter and the Slytherins glared at them. Ella stopped screaming finally and approached Hermione.

"I 'ave my eye on you, Granger," she hissed in her heavy French accent before shooting her a dirty look and walking to the bathroom, soon to be followed by her fan club of first years.

Hermione shook her head.

Ginny sat frozen.

It was deadly quiet.

Until Crabbe let out an enormous fart and the hall exploded in laughter once more, as though the episode had never happened.

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dead for thought right now but im working on a longer one, have no fear

-sara