Two enemies joined
Hey, I actually got reviews! Don't spoil me, people, I might get all stuck- up *j/k* Well, anyway, about the story: I'm gonna skip the end of the school year, and the summer holidays, because I'd just end up boring you to death, and go straight to the beginning of the new school year, which will be VERY different for our heroes Draco and Ginny. Make way:
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'Ginny! Get up, will you!? It'll be time to leave any minute now!'
Ginny groaned, but dragged herself out of bed. She had forgotten that the summer holidays were over. But she was kind of glad, too, because ever since their big fight, Ginny hadn't been on best terms with her parents. Still, she had won the fight: She was going to the Arx Aurea Institute of Magic starting today!
The excitement woke her up thoroughly, and she hastened to get on a navy blue skirt and a tight white blouse. Observing herself in the mirror, she decided she looked VERY prissy and like a teacher's pet, but she wanted to make a good impression on the first day. All the same, she did add black high-heeled sandals to her outfit, just to make it a little more exciting. Idly, she wondered what robes they would have to wear at the new school. Surely not boring black ones?!
A call from her mother interrupted her musings, and she rushed down the stairs. She had to be on time on this important day.
For convenience's sake, it had been decided that the two Hogwarts students who were going to Arx Aurea would first go to Platform 9-and three- quarters; and from there travel on to their new school. Though Ginny didn't know exactly how they were going to get there, she assumed it wouldn't be too different from what she was used to.
'Hey, Ginny, I just noticed something.' Ron called to her as she entered the kitchen to have breakfast in response to her mother's impatient call. He was studying the letter that his sister had received with details about the transfer.
'It says in this letter that there are TWO Hogwarts students that are going to the other school. Who is the other one?' he asked curiously.
'That's what I was planning to ask you', she told him. 'It must be somebody from your grade, otherwise I'd know.'
Harry, who had spent the first few weeks of the holidays with Hermione, and the last ones with Ron, entered the kitchen. 'Who must be from our grade?' he asked unceremoniously.
'Good morning to you, too', replied Ginny sarcastically. Harry looked up, surprised, for he wasn't used to being snubbed by Ginny, the very girl who adored him - or so he supposed.
Ginny started guiltily, wondering how she could have done something like this to her hero, Harry Potter himself. He had just seemed like one of her brothers for a second: one of the family with whom she could exchange insults and snide comments freely. And, thinking about it, that was EXACTLY what Harry was to her - and had been for a long time, had she only realized - a family member, no less, but definitely no more.
She felt a little wave of loneliness rush through her, coming to face the fact that her crush on Harry Potter had dwindled down into brotherly affection and did not exist any more. It was as if one of her old friends had suddenly left her; one of her most precious dreams had floated off. But she didn't even mind very much; after all, she was setting off on a new life at the Arx Aurea school, free from being overshadowed and having every part of her life meddled with by a bunch of insensitive brothers. She would miss them - but the excitement of her trip didn't die. And the old and well- worn fancy for her brother's friend was just one of the things of her old life she was letting go of.
Fred and George suddenly appeared in the small kitchen, both having apparated from their bedroom, now that they could do it, but their judgement had not been too good, for Fred landed on top of the kitchen table; his feet inches away from Ron's fingers, while George was standing on top of the stove, hopping up and down as one of his feet made contact with a hot element. They had both already graduated from Hogwarts, but had gotten up early to say goodbye to their younger brother and sister and Harry.
'Do you mind?! You're standing in my breakfast!' a thoroughly irritated Ron yelled at Fred.
'No, I don't mind at all. In fact, this is such a comfortable position, I'll probably spend the rest of my life here.' Fred retorted sarcastically, and then leaped down from the table, taking a cup and a jar of jam down with him.
'Boys!' stormed a very mad Molly Weasley, who had just appeared in the doorway. 'Fred, clean that mess up. George, stop your hysterical hopping and get off my stove.'
Ginny sighed in exasperation as George, taking a flying leap, landed in the jam that had come out of the jar when it broke, and started cursing it in the worst swearwords he could come up with. Sometimes her brothers were highly amusing, but sometimes they were just too much.
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As the Weasleys and Harry pushed onto Platform Nine-and-three- quarters, Ginny looked around eagerly, waiting to see how she would be transported to Arx Aurea. The scarlet Hogwarts Express was there, and students were crowding into it, laughing and chatting to each other happily, with nothing out of the ordinary.
But a little way off was something out of the ordinary. Ginny gasped in surprise and admiration at what looked like a gigantic golden sparkling globe hovering a foot over the ground, with a glittering sign reading 'The Arx Aurea Sedes Aeris'.
(A/N: Yes, this is Latin again. Literally means 'The Golden Castle's Air Seat', but since that sounds absolutely dumb, I'll just use the Latin)
'Man, Ginny, are you going to travel in that thing?! Looks really weird, doesn't it?' Ron had come to stand beside his little sister and gazed at the Sedes Aeris in fascination. A lot of other students had noticed the peculiar transport and were crowding around it in awe.
Suddenly a section of the wall in the globe slid open, and a young woman wearing shimmering white robes and a lot of make-up emerged. She looked disdainfully at the busy platform, but then pointed her wand at her throat and muttered something. When she spoke, her voice rang loudly around the station:
'Is there a Miss Virginia Weasley to go to the Arx Aurea Institute present?'
Ginny was too dazed by the whole excitement and the sudden silence to say anything, and the woman glanced down at her piece of parchment to see if she had the right name. Ron nudged Ginny impatiently, and she timidly raised her hand and said: 'Yes, I'm Ginny Weasley.'
The woman smiled quite kindly at her and told her, still in the magically reinforced voice to come up to her. Ginny hastily grabbed her brother and Harry in a quick goodbye hug (she had already said goodbye to her parents and the brothers who were not going) and, pulling along her trunk, started off through the parting crowd.
When the woman spoke again, she though at first that she must have heard wrong and looked up, puzzled.
'And is there a Mr Draco Malfoy present, also to attend Arx Aurea?'
Her worst fears were confirmed. Smoothly making his way through the people was Draco Malfoy, with a bored, superior, and disgusted look on his face.
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Draco wished the people would stop staring at him and whispering in hushed voices. He was not having a good day, besides the fact that he was now safe from his father's tortures for another year. His entire summer holiday had been spent arguing against the fact of sending him to that wimpy school; in other words, fighting a losing battle. His father's mind was made up, no matter how much Draco tried to persuade him that would be POINTLESS, not to mention utterly HUMILIATING to go to a school like that. The only thing he had gotten from his protests was a burning pain all through his body from daily Cruciatus curses.
And now, just when he had been gloomily thinking that at least life couldn't get any worse, he suddenly found himself with a sworn enemy as a companion on his journey.
He smirked at the horrified expression on Ginny Weasley's face. She probably had exactly the same feelings about it as he did.
The dumb woman in the appalling robes was beckoning them both into the Sedes Aeris. Draco, having shunned the saying 'Ladies first' unless it was to an unknown danger or possible death all his life, strode in front of Ginny in a superior way, and climbed into the golden globe. He heard the girl and the woman getting in behind him, but was too stunned by the interior design of the transport to take much notice of them.
He was standing in what looked like an old-fashioned reception room , except that there was a beautiful marble fountain and sunken pool in the middle of it. Glittering chandeliers lit the bright golden room, and he could see silken couches at the back wall, strewn with brilliantly coloured cushions.
A gasp of delight came from behind him, and Ginny slipped past him to the ivory carved statues adorning the corners of the room. So like a girl, he thought disgustedly, but at the same time his curiosity was roused by the intricate details on the faces of the statues.
'Please make yourself comfortable. We shall lift off very soon.' the smiling woman told them, before stepping outside again.
Draco glanced at her scathingly, but flopped down on the nearest couch and leant back on the cushions. He had to admit, they did feel comfortable.
Ginny sat down reluctantly (on the couch that was farthest away from him), as she wanted to examine the statues more closely, but soon discovered a brochure of the Arx Aurea Institute on a little coffee table beside the couch, and flipped through it interestedly.
Draco stole a glance at her and frowned in bewilderment. This girl really wanted to go to this school, it was very obvious. But why? She got good grades at Hogwarts, had lots of friends that she seemed to enjoy being with (though Draco thought that he'd rather turn Muggle than stay with them for more than five minutes), and she had her brother who she could always run to if there was something wrong in her perfect little life.
Though, he reflected, still looking at her intensively, her life hadn't seemed perfect in the last few months of school. She had been so different, and he still had no clue what it had all been about. And now she wanted to leave Hogwarts. Why?
Suddenly Ginny glanced up and met his gaze. 'What?' she asked hotly, as if he was criticizing her.
Draco cursed himself inwardly at thinking about her again, when he had a lot of better things to do, and turned away abruptly. Feeling that she was still looking at him in a perplexed way, he said levelly: 'I was just wondering how it must feel sitting on silk couches when what you're used to is the dirt floor. Or have you got chairs at that pile of sticks you call your house?'
The insult was effective. Ginny stared at him, anger flaming in her eyes. 'I'd watch out if I were you, Malfoy', she retorted defiantly. 'I don't think you'll find a lot of idiots stupid to hang around and protect you at this
'strictly no Dark Arts' school; and you certainly seem to be in need of them.'
Draco rolled his eyes at her. 'You've been hanging around Potter and your lowly brother too much. Why do people insist on always insulting me in exactly the same way? It gets boring after a while.'
Ginny just tossed her hair and busied herself with the brochure again. Just then, the witch in the white robes came in again, swished her wand at the walls of the Sedes Aeris and called out: 'Movite trans aerem!'
Draco and Ginny felt the globe gently lifting up into the air, and starting to float off.
The witch turned to them and smiled prettily. 'Now, I'm sure you're very curious about the new school you'll be going to -' at this Draco snorted in contempt - 'and I'll be happy to ask any questions you have about it. Oh, and I'm Professor Kelsey, just so that you know.'
Ginny spoke almost immediately. 'What are the school robes like?' she asked eagerly.
Professor Kelsey's eyes lit up at this question. No doubt she was most interested in the robes, too, Draco thought despairingly. What kind of a school was this?
'Well, the girls traditionally wear white, so I thought I'd also wear white robes to welcome you, but the boys wear black.'
Very relieved, Draco hoped that the robes would be very simple but smart, the way he liked them. 'What subject do you teach?' he asked suspiciously, praying he wouldn't get her as a teacher.
The professor smiled widely. 'I'm the Levitation and Flying teacher, but my specialty is coaching our Levitational Dance company.' she informed him proudly.
Draco groaned inwardly, but Ginny was all on attention-wise. 'How do you do Levitational Dance?' she asked interestedly.
'Oh, it's quite difficult, but once you get the hang of it, it's not that bad. We have a lot of talented dancers in the company, and we've won all sorts of competitions.' Professor Kelsey smiled happily. 'You'll probably get two classes a week, depending on what grade you're in.'
Draco was by now ready to kill himself if this went on. Ginny noticed his disgusted face and giggled. This infuriated Draco even more.
'Are there different houses?' he questioned the professor, mainly to change the subject.
'Oh, yes, there are five different houses; four of them for the corners of the diamond, and one of them in the middle. The middle one is the most demanding house, and it has the least students in it, and - Oh!' she suddenly cried, as the Sedes Aeris gave a great lurch and started to shake.
'What's wrong?' Ginny asked in alarm. Draco glared at her; all he needed was two hysterical females.
'I don't know - it's something very strange - usually we have no problems with these Sedes Aeris, but-' The professor stopped abruptly as another tremor passed through the room.
'All right, that's it! I shall have to apparate and get someone to help us. You two -' she fixed them in a surprisingly stern gaze, 'must stay here and not move! Understand?' she asked them authoratively.
Draco and Ginny both nodded, though Draco was rather reluctant about it, and Professor Kelsey disappeared with a flick of her wand.
Ginny looked at Draco wildly as the globe continued to shake back and forth. Draco felt helpless, and annoyed. 'What do you expect me to do?' he asked nastily. 'Call in Potter so he can pull the brave hero stunt and rescue you? Besides', he added, before he could stop himself, 'it can't be that bad, can it? That professor wouldn't have left us here if it wasn't safe, right?' The second after he said it, he wanted to kick himself for trying to COMFORT a Weasley.
But it was enough to snap Ginny out of her scared state. She resumed her dignity and glared at him, but behind the glare he thought he could see gratitude for having reassured her.
That fact sent his mind reeling. He had never, EVER, received gratitude for showing feelings to anybody. He had just been scolded, lectured, and beaten. But that soft gratitude he had seen in her eyes made him long to do something again, just to see that sight again and to feel that warm feeling inside him, where he had thought it was all frozen, and - STOP IT! He told himself angrily. This is exactly what father has been warning you about ever since you could think: Do not have emotions. They are useless and hinder you in your ambitions.
Then, before any of them could do anything, the lights in the chandelier flickered, and went out, leaving them in utter darkness.
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OK, you can wake up now! Boring story is over! But if you have mercy on poor me and review, I'll honestly try to make it more exciting! And D/G will come into it a.s.a.p.!
My humble thanks to all of you:
oowth - here it is!
Kuro Tsubasa - I agree, D/G is best!
Dracis bitch - I wouldn't call it a cliffhanger.
firecat - thanks for the compliments!
Jimi - yes, I'm so happy!
Monika - sorry, this probably took too long!
Angel of Shadows - thanks!
Ms. Raye Sinic - sorry I was so slow!
Crystal Lily - here you are, the next chapter!
Sangel - I'll try!
Silverfish - thank you, I am!
sassinak - glad you liked it!
blinkinpark182 - well, I can spell, but I'm not so sure the other stuff is true.
Hey, I actually got reviews! Don't spoil me, people, I might get all stuck- up *j/k* Well, anyway, about the story: I'm gonna skip the end of the school year, and the summer holidays, because I'd just end up boring you to death, and go straight to the beginning of the new school year, which will be VERY different for our heroes Draco and Ginny. Make way:
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'Ginny! Get up, will you!? It'll be time to leave any minute now!'
Ginny groaned, but dragged herself out of bed. She had forgotten that the summer holidays were over. But she was kind of glad, too, because ever since their big fight, Ginny hadn't been on best terms with her parents. Still, she had won the fight: She was going to the Arx Aurea Institute of Magic starting today!
The excitement woke her up thoroughly, and she hastened to get on a navy blue skirt and a tight white blouse. Observing herself in the mirror, she decided she looked VERY prissy and like a teacher's pet, but she wanted to make a good impression on the first day. All the same, she did add black high-heeled sandals to her outfit, just to make it a little more exciting. Idly, she wondered what robes they would have to wear at the new school. Surely not boring black ones?!
A call from her mother interrupted her musings, and she rushed down the stairs. She had to be on time on this important day.
For convenience's sake, it had been decided that the two Hogwarts students who were going to Arx Aurea would first go to Platform 9-and three- quarters; and from there travel on to their new school. Though Ginny didn't know exactly how they were going to get there, she assumed it wouldn't be too different from what she was used to.
'Hey, Ginny, I just noticed something.' Ron called to her as she entered the kitchen to have breakfast in response to her mother's impatient call. He was studying the letter that his sister had received with details about the transfer.
'It says in this letter that there are TWO Hogwarts students that are going to the other school. Who is the other one?' he asked curiously.
'That's what I was planning to ask you', she told him. 'It must be somebody from your grade, otherwise I'd know.'
Harry, who had spent the first few weeks of the holidays with Hermione, and the last ones with Ron, entered the kitchen. 'Who must be from our grade?' he asked unceremoniously.
'Good morning to you, too', replied Ginny sarcastically. Harry looked up, surprised, for he wasn't used to being snubbed by Ginny, the very girl who adored him - or so he supposed.
Ginny started guiltily, wondering how she could have done something like this to her hero, Harry Potter himself. He had just seemed like one of her brothers for a second: one of the family with whom she could exchange insults and snide comments freely. And, thinking about it, that was EXACTLY what Harry was to her - and had been for a long time, had she only realized - a family member, no less, but definitely no more.
She felt a little wave of loneliness rush through her, coming to face the fact that her crush on Harry Potter had dwindled down into brotherly affection and did not exist any more. It was as if one of her old friends had suddenly left her; one of her most precious dreams had floated off. But she didn't even mind very much; after all, she was setting off on a new life at the Arx Aurea school, free from being overshadowed and having every part of her life meddled with by a bunch of insensitive brothers. She would miss them - but the excitement of her trip didn't die. And the old and well- worn fancy for her brother's friend was just one of the things of her old life she was letting go of.
Fred and George suddenly appeared in the small kitchen, both having apparated from their bedroom, now that they could do it, but their judgement had not been too good, for Fred landed on top of the kitchen table; his feet inches away from Ron's fingers, while George was standing on top of the stove, hopping up and down as one of his feet made contact with a hot element. They had both already graduated from Hogwarts, but had gotten up early to say goodbye to their younger brother and sister and Harry.
'Do you mind?! You're standing in my breakfast!' a thoroughly irritated Ron yelled at Fred.
'No, I don't mind at all. In fact, this is such a comfortable position, I'll probably spend the rest of my life here.' Fred retorted sarcastically, and then leaped down from the table, taking a cup and a jar of jam down with him.
'Boys!' stormed a very mad Molly Weasley, who had just appeared in the doorway. 'Fred, clean that mess up. George, stop your hysterical hopping and get off my stove.'
Ginny sighed in exasperation as George, taking a flying leap, landed in the jam that had come out of the jar when it broke, and started cursing it in the worst swearwords he could come up with. Sometimes her brothers were highly amusing, but sometimes they were just too much.
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As the Weasleys and Harry pushed onto Platform Nine-and-three- quarters, Ginny looked around eagerly, waiting to see how she would be transported to Arx Aurea. The scarlet Hogwarts Express was there, and students were crowding into it, laughing and chatting to each other happily, with nothing out of the ordinary.
But a little way off was something out of the ordinary. Ginny gasped in surprise and admiration at what looked like a gigantic golden sparkling globe hovering a foot over the ground, with a glittering sign reading 'The Arx Aurea Sedes Aeris'.
(A/N: Yes, this is Latin again. Literally means 'The Golden Castle's Air Seat', but since that sounds absolutely dumb, I'll just use the Latin)
'Man, Ginny, are you going to travel in that thing?! Looks really weird, doesn't it?' Ron had come to stand beside his little sister and gazed at the Sedes Aeris in fascination. A lot of other students had noticed the peculiar transport and were crowding around it in awe.
Suddenly a section of the wall in the globe slid open, and a young woman wearing shimmering white robes and a lot of make-up emerged. She looked disdainfully at the busy platform, but then pointed her wand at her throat and muttered something. When she spoke, her voice rang loudly around the station:
'Is there a Miss Virginia Weasley to go to the Arx Aurea Institute present?'
Ginny was too dazed by the whole excitement and the sudden silence to say anything, and the woman glanced down at her piece of parchment to see if she had the right name. Ron nudged Ginny impatiently, and she timidly raised her hand and said: 'Yes, I'm Ginny Weasley.'
The woman smiled quite kindly at her and told her, still in the magically reinforced voice to come up to her. Ginny hastily grabbed her brother and Harry in a quick goodbye hug (she had already said goodbye to her parents and the brothers who were not going) and, pulling along her trunk, started off through the parting crowd.
When the woman spoke again, she though at first that she must have heard wrong and looked up, puzzled.
'And is there a Mr Draco Malfoy present, also to attend Arx Aurea?'
Her worst fears were confirmed. Smoothly making his way through the people was Draco Malfoy, with a bored, superior, and disgusted look on his face.
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Draco wished the people would stop staring at him and whispering in hushed voices. He was not having a good day, besides the fact that he was now safe from his father's tortures for another year. His entire summer holiday had been spent arguing against the fact of sending him to that wimpy school; in other words, fighting a losing battle. His father's mind was made up, no matter how much Draco tried to persuade him that would be POINTLESS, not to mention utterly HUMILIATING to go to a school like that. The only thing he had gotten from his protests was a burning pain all through his body from daily Cruciatus curses.
And now, just when he had been gloomily thinking that at least life couldn't get any worse, he suddenly found himself with a sworn enemy as a companion on his journey.
He smirked at the horrified expression on Ginny Weasley's face. She probably had exactly the same feelings about it as he did.
The dumb woman in the appalling robes was beckoning them both into the Sedes Aeris. Draco, having shunned the saying 'Ladies first' unless it was to an unknown danger or possible death all his life, strode in front of Ginny in a superior way, and climbed into the golden globe. He heard the girl and the woman getting in behind him, but was too stunned by the interior design of the transport to take much notice of them.
He was standing in what looked like an old-fashioned reception room , except that there was a beautiful marble fountain and sunken pool in the middle of it. Glittering chandeliers lit the bright golden room, and he could see silken couches at the back wall, strewn with brilliantly coloured cushions.
A gasp of delight came from behind him, and Ginny slipped past him to the ivory carved statues adorning the corners of the room. So like a girl, he thought disgustedly, but at the same time his curiosity was roused by the intricate details on the faces of the statues.
'Please make yourself comfortable. We shall lift off very soon.' the smiling woman told them, before stepping outside again.
Draco glanced at her scathingly, but flopped down on the nearest couch and leant back on the cushions. He had to admit, they did feel comfortable.
Ginny sat down reluctantly (on the couch that was farthest away from him), as she wanted to examine the statues more closely, but soon discovered a brochure of the Arx Aurea Institute on a little coffee table beside the couch, and flipped through it interestedly.
Draco stole a glance at her and frowned in bewilderment. This girl really wanted to go to this school, it was very obvious. But why? She got good grades at Hogwarts, had lots of friends that she seemed to enjoy being with (though Draco thought that he'd rather turn Muggle than stay with them for more than five minutes), and she had her brother who she could always run to if there was something wrong in her perfect little life.
Though, he reflected, still looking at her intensively, her life hadn't seemed perfect in the last few months of school. She had been so different, and he still had no clue what it had all been about. And now she wanted to leave Hogwarts. Why?
Suddenly Ginny glanced up and met his gaze. 'What?' she asked hotly, as if he was criticizing her.
Draco cursed himself inwardly at thinking about her again, when he had a lot of better things to do, and turned away abruptly. Feeling that she was still looking at him in a perplexed way, he said levelly: 'I was just wondering how it must feel sitting on silk couches when what you're used to is the dirt floor. Or have you got chairs at that pile of sticks you call your house?'
The insult was effective. Ginny stared at him, anger flaming in her eyes. 'I'd watch out if I were you, Malfoy', she retorted defiantly. 'I don't think you'll find a lot of idiots stupid to hang around and protect you at this
'strictly no Dark Arts' school; and you certainly seem to be in need of them.'
Draco rolled his eyes at her. 'You've been hanging around Potter and your lowly brother too much. Why do people insist on always insulting me in exactly the same way? It gets boring after a while.'
Ginny just tossed her hair and busied herself with the brochure again. Just then, the witch in the white robes came in again, swished her wand at the walls of the Sedes Aeris and called out: 'Movite trans aerem!'
Draco and Ginny felt the globe gently lifting up into the air, and starting to float off.
The witch turned to them and smiled prettily. 'Now, I'm sure you're very curious about the new school you'll be going to -' at this Draco snorted in contempt - 'and I'll be happy to ask any questions you have about it. Oh, and I'm Professor Kelsey, just so that you know.'
Ginny spoke almost immediately. 'What are the school robes like?' she asked eagerly.
Professor Kelsey's eyes lit up at this question. No doubt she was most interested in the robes, too, Draco thought despairingly. What kind of a school was this?
'Well, the girls traditionally wear white, so I thought I'd also wear white robes to welcome you, but the boys wear black.'
Very relieved, Draco hoped that the robes would be very simple but smart, the way he liked them. 'What subject do you teach?' he asked suspiciously, praying he wouldn't get her as a teacher.
The professor smiled widely. 'I'm the Levitation and Flying teacher, but my specialty is coaching our Levitational Dance company.' she informed him proudly.
Draco groaned inwardly, but Ginny was all on attention-wise. 'How do you do Levitational Dance?' she asked interestedly.
'Oh, it's quite difficult, but once you get the hang of it, it's not that bad. We have a lot of talented dancers in the company, and we've won all sorts of competitions.' Professor Kelsey smiled happily. 'You'll probably get two classes a week, depending on what grade you're in.'
Draco was by now ready to kill himself if this went on. Ginny noticed his disgusted face and giggled. This infuriated Draco even more.
'Are there different houses?' he questioned the professor, mainly to change the subject.
'Oh, yes, there are five different houses; four of them for the corners of the diamond, and one of them in the middle. The middle one is the most demanding house, and it has the least students in it, and - Oh!' she suddenly cried, as the Sedes Aeris gave a great lurch and started to shake.
'What's wrong?' Ginny asked in alarm. Draco glared at her; all he needed was two hysterical females.
'I don't know - it's something very strange - usually we have no problems with these Sedes Aeris, but-' The professor stopped abruptly as another tremor passed through the room.
'All right, that's it! I shall have to apparate and get someone to help us. You two -' she fixed them in a surprisingly stern gaze, 'must stay here and not move! Understand?' she asked them authoratively.
Draco and Ginny both nodded, though Draco was rather reluctant about it, and Professor Kelsey disappeared with a flick of her wand.
Ginny looked at Draco wildly as the globe continued to shake back and forth. Draco felt helpless, and annoyed. 'What do you expect me to do?' he asked nastily. 'Call in Potter so he can pull the brave hero stunt and rescue you? Besides', he added, before he could stop himself, 'it can't be that bad, can it? That professor wouldn't have left us here if it wasn't safe, right?' The second after he said it, he wanted to kick himself for trying to COMFORT a Weasley.
But it was enough to snap Ginny out of her scared state. She resumed her dignity and glared at him, but behind the glare he thought he could see gratitude for having reassured her.
That fact sent his mind reeling. He had never, EVER, received gratitude for showing feelings to anybody. He had just been scolded, lectured, and beaten. But that soft gratitude he had seen in her eyes made him long to do something again, just to see that sight again and to feel that warm feeling inside him, where he had thought it was all frozen, and - STOP IT! He told himself angrily. This is exactly what father has been warning you about ever since you could think: Do not have emotions. They are useless and hinder you in your ambitions.
Then, before any of them could do anything, the lights in the chandelier flickered, and went out, leaving them in utter darkness.
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OK, you can wake up now! Boring story is over! But if you have mercy on poor me and review, I'll honestly try to make it more exciting! And D/G will come into it a.s.a.p.!
My humble thanks to all of you:
oowth - here it is!
Kuro Tsubasa - I agree, D/G is best!
Dracis bitch - I wouldn't call it a cliffhanger.
firecat - thanks for the compliments!
Jimi - yes, I'm so happy!
Monika - sorry, this probably took too long!
Angel of Shadows - thanks!
Ms. Raye Sinic - sorry I was so slow!
Crystal Lily - here you are, the next chapter!
Sangel - I'll try!
Silverfish - thank you, I am!
sassinak - glad you liked it!
blinkinpark182 - well, I can spell, but I'm not so sure the other stuff is true.