Disclaimer: No I don't own anything in this damn story so don't bother me about it! Harry Draco Ginny Ron Hermione NONE of them are of my own imagination okay? I have been getting odd e-mails about it and I will only say this once…they are not mine.

Chapter 5: Rushing Memories

Ginny sat emotionless in the armchair in front of the fire in the common room. What was going to happen when everything was laid out onto the table? Harry…She still didn't fully understand what was going to happen with him. For some reason she didn't feel upset about the whole thing with Hermione and him anymore. She had realized that her infatuation with Harry had died out Her obsession with the image of the noble boy who had lived was proved wrong and now all that was left was contempt for him. He was a fraud. Behind the mask of smiles and laughs laid a villain. Before, to her he was like an extraordinary hero. Now she knew the truth. A tiny cough disrupted the air and Ginny turned around to find Hermione fidgeting with the cloth on the sofa.

"Um…Hi, Ginny."

Ginny scoffed and turned back around. Hermione sat down next to her silently.

"Is there something you wanted Hermione?" Ginny asked icily and still stared at the blazing fire.

Hermione nodded her head in response and bit her lip.

"Well you see...the thing with me and Harry was a one-time thing you know, It wasn't like we had been doing in for a while."

Ginny rose from the seat and stood imposingly over the frizzy headed girl, before Hermione followed suite. For a couple of moments nothing happened until Ginny narrowed her eyes at her and in one swift movement slapped Hermione. Ginny turned without a word and stalked to the girls' dormitory to sleep.

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Draco Malfoy sat wordlessly in front of Lucius Malfoy.

"Draco"

"Father"

As he looked at Lucius a shiny black portfolio caught his attention. Lucius opened it and set a picture of a man smoking a cigar in front of Draco and as all wizard pictures it was enchanted to move.

"His name is Ezekiel Archale and he is a deatheater. As you well know once you pledge yourself to the dark lord you can not leave him, but this man believes he can."

Draco traced the profile of Ezekiel with his pointing finger. Coming back to the conversation as he barley avoided a crushing blow to his fingers by his fathers' infamous cane.

"Our Lord has instructed me to...terminate...this man, but I believe that this is a perfect opportunity for you to prove yourself."

Draco slowly looked up at his father and studied his expression. The only thing that could be seen was his cold silver eyes, but behind them was a sort of sadistic glint that would always stay.

"An opportunity for me...or you?"

Lucius only smirked and apparented, leaving the black portfolio on the table. Draco gave on last glance at Ezekiel the placed the picture in the folder and left.

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Did Hermione really think she could trick her? What had she said, "It was a one time thing..." Liars. Both of them. Suddenly Ginny found herself crying. It just hurt to be lied to. The worst feeling was to be misled. Had she really? The looks that they gave each other was as much information anyone would need, but she had just chose to ignore them. Her heart felt as though someone had sent a dagger right into her heart. Rather that someone was Harry. How could something not physical could hurt so much? Ginny closed her eyes and winced at the pain in her chest. She opened her eyes at the sound of Lavender's you maybe quiet down a bit? I need to sleep.

"Um...yes...sorry."

Ginny covered herself with a blanket and tried to sleep.

(Ending Comments: So yea I know the whole thing with Ezekiel came out of no where...ha-ha...but uh yea I thought it needed to get more juicy so there it is!! I just hope it works out ya know? But anyhow in little bit we get sassy Ginny and move out of the disgustingly whiny Ginny. Transition phase and all...Since its Christmas break I'm hoping I will be able to turn in some more chapters so if you will just hang in here with me I'll try to deliver. I haven't got a chance to thanks to the people that have commented on my piece. bows THANK YOU VERY VERY MUCH I'M REALLY GRATEFUL!!!! It really means a lot to me!)