A/N: Thankies for the reviews, cookies and milk. My stash was getting
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I was thinking that by doing this story, I might have actually caused a problem for myself. (I WILL be continuing so don't worry) I'm a bit concerned that if in the future I decide to do another romance pairing Draco and Ginny with different people, I might be stoned. I have never been one to stick to doing one thing, and I was just curious as to the opinions of the readers. That said, on with the story!
Suspicion and tears
Ginny didn't dare to so much as breath for the next few moments. The horror of what would happen to her, let alone Draco, if Ron came barging into the room, was too much to bear.
Draco on the other hand didn't seem the slightest bit concerned, although his eyes had left her and were concentrating on the door behind them.
Again, Ron knocked on the door. "Ginny, could you please answer?" His voice wasn't as angry sounding this time, and Ginny could sense the concern in this voice - but that would change once he walked through that door.
Without looking at Draco, Ginny said, "Ron, could you give me a minute? I'll be coming with you once I grab my things."
A silent eternity passed on the other side of the door. Finally, Ron said, "Okay Ginny."
Ginny looked up at Draco, who was looking down at her, a look of slight amusement in his eyes. Ginny cleared her throat. She didn't want to say, "move" aloud. After all, Ron was still waiting for her. Draco didn't seem like he was going to back up, but after a moment, obliged. Ginny scrambled to grab her suitcase and after muttering away the locking spell, she quickly slipped out of the compartment, careful not to open the door all the way.
"Well, shall we be going?" Ginny asked, faking a smile.
Ron looked at her and then at the door behind her. Ginny's smile faltered slightly.
"Is there something wrong?" Ginny asked, hoping her innocent questions would remove any suspicion. Ron looked at the door, at Ginny, and at the door. Before Ginny could react, he pushed her aside and opened the door. Ginny's legs would have given way if she had not followed Ron into the compartment.
What she saw made her eyes pop open in disbelief. The room was empty. Ginny had to resist the urge to breathe a sigh of relief since she wanted no more suspicion out of Ron.
"Can we please go now?" She asked tiredly. Ron, visibly dissatisfied, followed her out of the compartment, shutting the door, revealing Draco, who was thankful for his quick reflexes and slim form.
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"What is it that you wanted to talk about?" Ginny asked as she and Ron approached the compartment that they'd share with Hermione and Harry.
"I.there's something I have to tell you, Ginny, a bit of a confession I need to make."
Judging by his reluctant tone, Ginny knew that it couldn't be good.
"What is it?" she asked, "I-I'm sure it can't be that bad." She tried to laugh it away gently. Ron didn't look as if he felt like laughing. They stopped before entering compartment.
"Ginny," said Ron, "You have to promise me that you won't start yelling and make an absolute spectacle of yourself."
"Ron, what are you talking about?"
"I..well, you had been acting so strange.."
"Ron?"
"..and I thought it, well it seemed like the right thing to do.."
"Ron.."
"..and.and you were making me so frustrated because you were.."
"Ron what the bloody hell did you do?" Ginny demanded, loud enough for Ron to quickly clasp a hand to her mouth
"Shh," he pleaded, "Ginny, I sort of..owled mum and dad."
Ginny blinked at him. "You *sort* of owled of mum and dad?" Ginny said in a whisper.
Ron looked defeated. "I didn't want to. I didn't know how to deal with you and you've been acting so strange I honestly thought that you were on something. They responded, saying that they would talk to you when we got home.I.had requested in the letter that if they were going to say anything that they wait until we got home."
Ginny didn't say anything. She didn't even look at Ron. Her eyes remained downward so that Ron had to lean down to even see what expression was on Ginny's face.
"Ginny?" Ron said reaching to touch her.
"I hate you.."
At the words Ron pulled back his hand as if he had been burned. "Ginny, I had to.you're my sister-"
"I HATE YOU!!!!" Ginny screamed. "I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU ALL, I DON'T WANT TO BE IN THIS FAMILY ANYMORE!!!!"
Screaming wasn't enough. She began to hit to him. It was all their fault. If she weren't his sister, then Harry wouldn't have ignored her, Draco wouldn't have used her..No, Draco may have even began to like her, but no, she had to be his sister, she had to be a Weasley, and now she was going to suffer for it.
Ron didn't try to fight back, but he did manage to grab her by her arms. "Hate me all you want!" he shouted.
His words stopped Ginny's blows and yelling. Meanwhile, inside the compartment Harry moved to open the door to see what all the chaos was about. Hermione stopped him. This was clearly a family manner.
"You want to hate me?" Ron asked quietly, "Go right ahead. But you are still my sister, and nothing will change that..what's happening you to Ginny? What happened to my little sister?"
A low moan echoed from Ginny's lips and she collapsed into her brother's arms. She had not even the energy to cry. She could tell herself as many lies as she wanted to. She was the one who was betraying her friends and family. Despite her anger, the only person she hated was herself.
"It's okay Ginny," Hermione said, slipping out momentarily. She helped Ron carry Ginny's weakened form into the compartment. Harry stayed outside to talk to Ron.
"No it isn't okay," Ginny whispered.
"I don't understand why you reacted that way," said Hermione as she sat down beside her, "He only owled your parents about your odd behavior. I don't think he went into all the details. Even if he had, he had every right to be concerned. I don't understand these emotional tangents of yours."
"I don't understand anything," Ginny said, letting her head fall back against the seat.
"Oh Gin, don't be so melodramatic," Hermione sighed, "No one understands everything. If we all understood everything about ourselves and the world.well.it would be so bloody boring that we'd all probably just pretend not to know anything."
A giggle escaped from Ginny's lips, though she was hardly conscious of her own laughter. The thought of "Miss Know-it-all" talking about how boring a world would be where everyone knew everything was strangely comical.
"That's my girl," Hermione said hugging Ginny gently. "Now, you just calm down and don't worry. Everything will be alright in the end, you'll see."
Ginny sniffled weakly, but nodded. Maybe, if she talked to her parents, especially about what was *really* going on, everything would be alright after all.
'Keep telling yourself that Weasley.'
Ginny jumped at the voice, Draco's voice. It wasn't real, but if was enough to frighten her.
"Ginny?"
"It's okay, Herm," she answered with a sigh. "I'll be fine."
The door opened, and Ron came in, followed by Harry. Harry looked somewhat composed as he sat across from Hermione. Ron tried, but seemed visibly uneasy. He glanced at Ginny and then looked down. She could tell he had been crying. Of all of her brothers, Ron was the one she felt was least likely to succumb to that - his fists most definitely - but certainly not tears.
Ginny's self pity and fear had given way to shame.
She moved from her seat and wrapped her arms around her brother. "I'm sorry.I'm sorry about the way I behaved. Please forgive me."
Ron didn't answer right away. Unable to see his face, she couldn't interpret the emotion behind his silence.
"On one condition," Ron said at last.
"What's that?"
"Promise me there will no more stripping!" Ron huffed indignantly.
Ginny pulled away to look him in the eye. He had a weary smile on his face. For a moment, she stared at him blankly. She then reached and ruffled his hair. "Silly idiot," she laughed, and hugged him again.
Ron was relieved that Ginny was coming around a little, and cast a grateful glance to Hermione.Still, he couldn't shake this feeling that there was something very wrong. No matter how hard Harry had tried to rid him of his concern, Ron knew that there was something to Ginny's actions, to her mood swings, and to her secrecy. He was not one easily dissuaded by an empty room. There was something wrong with Ginny, and he knew Draco's name was written all over it.
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I'm sorry if this chapter was..well, too emotional. I really didn't like the image of Ron as a tyrant older brother, but, I don't know, I just hope no one hated the chapter. Next chapter: Ginny has some explaining to do, but will she tell the truth? Later dayz!
I was thinking that by doing this story, I might have actually caused a problem for myself. (I WILL be continuing so don't worry) I'm a bit concerned that if in the future I decide to do another romance pairing Draco and Ginny with different people, I might be stoned. I have never been one to stick to doing one thing, and I was just curious as to the opinions of the readers. That said, on with the story!
Suspicion and tears
Ginny didn't dare to so much as breath for the next few moments. The horror of what would happen to her, let alone Draco, if Ron came barging into the room, was too much to bear.
Draco on the other hand didn't seem the slightest bit concerned, although his eyes had left her and were concentrating on the door behind them.
Again, Ron knocked on the door. "Ginny, could you please answer?" His voice wasn't as angry sounding this time, and Ginny could sense the concern in this voice - but that would change once he walked through that door.
Without looking at Draco, Ginny said, "Ron, could you give me a minute? I'll be coming with you once I grab my things."
A silent eternity passed on the other side of the door. Finally, Ron said, "Okay Ginny."
Ginny looked up at Draco, who was looking down at her, a look of slight amusement in his eyes. Ginny cleared her throat. She didn't want to say, "move" aloud. After all, Ron was still waiting for her. Draco didn't seem like he was going to back up, but after a moment, obliged. Ginny scrambled to grab her suitcase and after muttering away the locking spell, she quickly slipped out of the compartment, careful not to open the door all the way.
"Well, shall we be going?" Ginny asked, faking a smile.
Ron looked at her and then at the door behind her. Ginny's smile faltered slightly.
"Is there something wrong?" Ginny asked, hoping her innocent questions would remove any suspicion. Ron looked at the door, at Ginny, and at the door. Before Ginny could react, he pushed her aside and opened the door. Ginny's legs would have given way if she had not followed Ron into the compartment.
What she saw made her eyes pop open in disbelief. The room was empty. Ginny had to resist the urge to breathe a sigh of relief since she wanted no more suspicion out of Ron.
"Can we please go now?" She asked tiredly. Ron, visibly dissatisfied, followed her out of the compartment, shutting the door, revealing Draco, who was thankful for his quick reflexes and slim form.
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"What is it that you wanted to talk about?" Ginny asked as she and Ron approached the compartment that they'd share with Hermione and Harry.
"I.there's something I have to tell you, Ginny, a bit of a confession I need to make."
Judging by his reluctant tone, Ginny knew that it couldn't be good.
"What is it?" she asked, "I-I'm sure it can't be that bad." She tried to laugh it away gently. Ron didn't look as if he felt like laughing. They stopped before entering compartment.
"Ginny," said Ron, "You have to promise me that you won't start yelling and make an absolute spectacle of yourself."
"Ron, what are you talking about?"
"I..well, you had been acting so strange.."
"Ron?"
"..and I thought it, well it seemed like the right thing to do.."
"Ron.."
"..and.and you were making me so frustrated because you were.."
"Ron what the bloody hell did you do?" Ginny demanded, loud enough for Ron to quickly clasp a hand to her mouth
"Shh," he pleaded, "Ginny, I sort of..owled mum and dad."
Ginny blinked at him. "You *sort* of owled of mum and dad?" Ginny said in a whisper.
Ron looked defeated. "I didn't want to. I didn't know how to deal with you and you've been acting so strange I honestly thought that you were on something. They responded, saying that they would talk to you when we got home.I.had requested in the letter that if they were going to say anything that they wait until we got home."
Ginny didn't say anything. She didn't even look at Ron. Her eyes remained downward so that Ron had to lean down to even see what expression was on Ginny's face.
"Ginny?" Ron said reaching to touch her.
"I hate you.."
At the words Ron pulled back his hand as if he had been burned. "Ginny, I had to.you're my sister-"
"I HATE YOU!!!!" Ginny screamed. "I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU ALL, I DON'T WANT TO BE IN THIS FAMILY ANYMORE!!!!"
Screaming wasn't enough. She began to hit to him. It was all their fault. If she weren't his sister, then Harry wouldn't have ignored her, Draco wouldn't have used her..No, Draco may have even began to like her, but no, she had to be his sister, she had to be a Weasley, and now she was going to suffer for it.
Ron didn't try to fight back, but he did manage to grab her by her arms. "Hate me all you want!" he shouted.
His words stopped Ginny's blows and yelling. Meanwhile, inside the compartment Harry moved to open the door to see what all the chaos was about. Hermione stopped him. This was clearly a family manner.
"You want to hate me?" Ron asked quietly, "Go right ahead. But you are still my sister, and nothing will change that..what's happening you to Ginny? What happened to my little sister?"
A low moan echoed from Ginny's lips and she collapsed into her brother's arms. She had not even the energy to cry. She could tell herself as many lies as she wanted to. She was the one who was betraying her friends and family. Despite her anger, the only person she hated was herself.
"It's okay Ginny," Hermione said, slipping out momentarily. She helped Ron carry Ginny's weakened form into the compartment. Harry stayed outside to talk to Ron.
"No it isn't okay," Ginny whispered.
"I don't understand why you reacted that way," said Hermione as she sat down beside her, "He only owled your parents about your odd behavior. I don't think he went into all the details. Even if he had, he had every right to be concerned. I don't understand these emotional tangents of yours."
"I don't understand anything," Ginny said, letting her head fall back against the seat.
"Oh Gin, don't be so melodramatic," Hermione sighed, "No one understands everything. If we all understood everything about ourselves and the world.well.it would be so bloody boring that we'd all probably just pretend not to know anything."
A giggle escaped from Ginny's lips, though she was hardly conscious of her own laughter. The thought of "Miss Know-it-all" talking about how boring a world would be where everyone knew everything was strangely comical.
"That's my girl," Hermione said hugging Ginny gently. "Now, you just calm down and don't worry. Everything will be alright in the end, you'll see."
Ginny sniffled weakly, but nodded. Maybe, if she talked to her parents, especially about what was *really* going on, everything would be alright after all.
'Keep telling yourself that Weasley.'
Ginny jumped at the voice, Draco's voice. It wasn't real, but if was enough to frighten her.
"Ginny?"
"It's okay, Herm," she answered with a sigh. "I'll be fine."
The door opened, and Ron came in, followed by Harry. Harry looked somewhat composed as he sat across from Hermione. Ron tried, but seemed visibly uneasy. He glanced at Ginny and then looked down. She could tell he had been crying. Of all of her brothers, Ron was the one she felt was least likely to succumb to that - his fists most definitely - but certainly not tears.
Ginny's self pity and fear had given way to shame.
She moved from her seat and wrapped her arms around her brother. "I'm sorry.I'm sorry about the way I behaved. Please forgive me."
Ron didn't answer right away. Unable to see his face, she couldn't interpret the emotion behind his silence.
"On one condition," Ron said at last.
"What's that?"
"Promise me there will no more stripping!" Ron huffed indignantly.
Ginny pulled away to look him in the eye. He had a weary smile on his face. For a moment, she stared at him blankly. She then reached and ruffled his hair. "Silly idiot," she laughed, and hugged him again.
Ron was relieved that Ginny was coming around a little, and cast a grateful glance to Hermione.Still, he couldn't shake this feeling that there was something very wrong. No matter how hard Harry had tried to rid him of his concern, Ron knew that there was something to Ginny's actions, to her mood swings, and to her secrecy. He was not one easily dissuaded by an empty room. There was something wrong with Ginny, and he knew Draco's name was written all over it.
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I'm sorry if this chapter was..well, too emotional. I really didn't like the image of Ron as a tyrant older brother, but, I don't know, I just hope no one hated the chapter. Next chapter: Ginny has some explaining to do, but will she tell the truth? Later dayz!