Sorry it took so long! Authors Note is at the bottom of the story. Thanks to:
Lucy Saints—Ha ha yeah that was amean cliffhanger. So much fun though! Thanks for the long reviewed! I loved it so much. And, as for the boggart thing, you'll find out this chapter!
Jessica Grange—I'm wondering why Harry did that too. He's a mean little—pause—yeah.....so, lol. Well, you don't have to wait much longer! Here's the next chapter and I hope you enjoy it!
Cutiepiethesecond—I agree, that was mean. I just love messing with you guys! Lol. I pretty much thought out the rest of the story. Well, the ending anyways. Now I just have to figure out how to get there. But for 'Just want to be me', I'm at a bit of a lost there. So, I'll let you continue and read this! Enjoy and review again!
Starlitestarbritelilsis—Lol yeah I'm mean. I had fun with that. Don't worry, this one won't have much of a cliffhanger. Still review though!
Cherryblossom203—Yeah, drama rules! Arh, my friend and her ex got me involved in his crazy dramatic situation....yeah I got really mad and told the guy I never wanted to talk to him again. Does that sound cruel? Well, if only you knew what he did. Email me if your curious and review again lol.
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MissBlueAngel—Ah, don't lose hope yet! Maybe there will be some GW/HP moments. Only, uh, don't expect any fluffy stuff in this chapter. Erm...mostly yelling. Yeah, I suppose I could have Harry tell her he didn't mean to kiss her, then Ginny on her knees begging him to have her, then Harry does. But, that'd be a bit outta character. Still, I hope you like this way better lol. As for Ginny's pairing, for all of you wonderful reviews it still remains a mystery.
Brillokatti—Wow! You gave the the best idea for that! I was seriously considering having Harry be Malfoy in Polyjuice! But then I thought about it and figured out that if I were to do that, I would have to change the rest of my ideas for the story. But I was very tempted to do it lol, really. Awesome idea! You should seriously make your own fic or something, that'd be awesome and I'd be your first reviewer!
Wow, that took me awhile to type. Okay, remember, REVIEW PLEASE!
Chapter 10—Beginning of something special
Draco Malfoy smirked as he mounted his broom. This was his best prank left. He flew up to the Gryffindor Tower. He already knew where Ginny's room was, so seeing his plan go into action wasn't a problem.Draco has put a boggart into Ginny's trunk, knowing the first place to run would be her room to cry.
'Girls are so predictable.' Draco thought in disgust.
He flew up near a window, where he would get a good look at Ginny's room. Hovering for a moment, he heard a scream. Nearly falling off his broom, he turned to look inside the room and paled. Ginny stood staring at the figure in front of her—Tom Riddle.
'Weasley's worst nightmare is Tom Riddle?? She's never come face-to-face with him!' Draco thought. But instantly he knew he was wrong. He knew his father had given the girl the diary, he just didn't think she would still be haunted by it.
'She's probably scarred for life.' Draco thought, a wave of guilt taking over him. He watched as Ginny jumped off her bed and run out of the room, tears running down her face.
When the door slammed, Draco hovered there speechless. When he meant to hurt Ginny, he didn't mean like that! Sighing, Draco flew back to the ground. He would have to apologize.
Draco landed on the ground and began to walk toward the castle. When he reached the stone steps, he heard familiar voices.
"Ginny, I didn't mean to kiss you." Harry said.
Draco stopped in his tracks.
"Wh-what?" Ginny stammered, feeling as if all the air had left her lungs.
Harry looked at her apologetically. "Listen Ginny, I'm sorry—"
"No you're not." Ginny snapped.
"No, really, I feel horrible—"
"You should."
"Ginny, will you let me talk!" Harry said, frustrated.
Ginny just gave him an icy glare. "You have two minutes to explain why you used me like that."
Harry sighed and ruffled his hair, a habit he had grown over the summer. "Let me try." Harry explained. "I-I wasn't thinking, Gin. I had just gotten into a fight with Cho.....I was angry—"
"So you used me to get back at Chang?" Ginny asked forcefully. She disliked the Ravenclaw girl, but now she just plain despised her,
"No!" Harry said quickly, then looked down and sighed. "Well...I don't know. You know what happened last year....this year she's gotten more—er—fond of me. You know I don't like it when people goggle over me because—because—"
"Because you're the Boy-Who-Lived?" Ginny offered coldly.
"Yeah." Harry replied weakly. "Ginny, I would never do that to you on purpose. I wasn't thinking. I was just mad at Cho and ran into you right afterwards. It was an accident, Ginny. I feel horrible about it. Then, when Malfoy put that spell on you to show your thoughts—"
"Can we please leave Malfoy out of this?" Ginny asked through clenched teeth.
"Right." Harry said apologetically. "Ginny, I'm sorry. Honestly, I am. I would never do that to you on purpose, you're my friend—"
"I used to think that." Ginny choked out, turning around so her back was facing Harry. She lowered her head to try to hide the tears that were flowing freely down her face. Everything that had happened that day, with the pranks, Tom Riddle, and now this? It was just too much to take in right now.
"Ginny, I'm asking you to forgive me. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, I swear." Harry said.
"Make it up to me?" Ginny asked incredulously.
"Gin, with all the deaths and the war, it's hard. I wasn't thinking. It was only last week Fred was taken—"(1)
"I know!" Ginny cried.
"I feel like everyone's blaming me—"
"No, Harry!" Ginny screamed through her tears. This was all too much. Now she was bringing up Fred? "Don't you dare try to turn this around! Don't turn this whole thing into all about you. It's not! You're the one people look up to! You only paranoid! So, Harry, you want to know what kind of day I had? I'll gladly tell you! Malfoy hit with with some of the best pranks I'd ever seen. Oh, and you want to know what his last one was? The reason I'm out here in the first place? He placed a boggart in my trunk!
"Yeah, you want to know what kind of form my boggart takes? Do you Harry? TOM RIDDLE!! Harry, you're not the only one that came face to face with him! Don't turn this whole conversation into you because it's not! Do you know what it felt like seeing that horrible face in front of me? Horrible, Harry! I bet you thought that I would be over it by now, huh? No, Harry. Now you know, I still have nightmares about it. Then, I run out here looking for a little comfort and you show up! I think everything's okay, that you can surely make it better, but no! What do you do? You tell me you were only using me when you kissed me to get back some Ravenclaw girl! And to think...I actually cared about you! Not the Boy-Who-Lived, but you, Harry Potter!"
By this point, Ginny was sobbing through her screams. She wouldn't be surprised if teachers came out onto the grounds because of all the noise she was making. She was face to face with Harry, but couldn't see him since tears was blurring her vision.
"Ginny? You saw Tom Riddle?"
"Was that the only part you heard?"
"Ginny....if you told me that earlier—"
"You would've pretended you cared and make me cry later?"
The forced herself not to sound so pathetic, which she thought she sounded. The tears were still flowing freely, but her sobs subsided. She could now see Harry. He was looking away, angry at himself for what he did to her.
"Just go." Ginny whispered, hurt in her voice.
Harry looked straight into her eyes, the look on his face was pleading.
"Please, Ginny, give me another chance. I don't want you to hate me—"
"Too late."
Those words made Ginny's heart break, but knew they had to be said. She knew she would probably regret saying them later, but didn't care. All she wanted was to be left alone to cry.
"I'm not strong, Harry." Ginny whispered slowly. "People think I am, but I'm not. I just saw Tom Riddle in my bedroom and now this? Please, Harry, just leave!"
"I could help—"
"You did enough"
"Ginny, just let me make things right."
"LEAVE ME ALONE, POTTER!"
Finally, Harry seemed to have gotten the message. He took a few steps back. He looked up at the castle doors and walked past Ginny. He stopped, gave her a quick hug and whispered, "Please think this over, Gin. I still care for you."
"Just not in the way I want you to." Ginny whispered back, pain in her voice.
Harry walked through the castle doors and shut them. Now, Ginny was alone. She sat on the stone steps and cried. Cried for Fred, for herself, for Harry.....she cried. She felt weak, but told herself it didn't matter since she was alone. Or so she thought.
While Ginny lay on the stone steps sobbing, a red headed boy opened the Oak doors and slipped into the castle, shaking with anger.
Draco sat rooted to the spot, not believing what he just saw.
'Potter just told off Weasley.....ha! I could do some real damage with this.' Draco thought. He got out of his hiding spot behind the bush and made his was over to Ginny. She didn't notice him until he spoke.
"Are you okay?" Draco asked. 'Okay?! What did I just say? I'm supposed to taunt her for this!'
Ginny looked up in surprise. At first her eyes filled with tears again, but she gave him a cold glare.
"Bet you thought that was funny, huh Malfoy?!" Ginny yelled, standing up.
"What?" Draco asked, looking at her bewildered.
"Putting that boggart into my trunk—bet you had a real laugh, didn't you?" Ginny shouted, looking down at him dangerously.
"You knew it was a boggart?" Draco asked. Apparently, this was the wrong this to say.
"Yes!" Ginny shouted. Draco began to look around, fearing the whole castle might come out to see what all the noise is. "I figured out it was a boggart! I hope your proud of yourself! I bet you heard the whole conversation me and Harry had to? Well then, what're you waiting for? Go make my life more miserable by telling the whole school! Go on!"
Draco sat, taken aback. He didn't move. Ginny sat down a buried her face in her hands.
"Er....." Draco said awkwardly. "If it'll help, I did hear what happened between you and Potter."
Ginny pointed toward the Oak doors. "Go on! Bet you can't wait to tell everyone how Ginny Weasley was totally humiliated! If you hurry up you can catch everyone before dinner."
Draco sat there, still clueless, and mind reeling. Slowly, and against his will, a strange feeling began to rise in his chest, a feeling he hadn't felt in awhile.
'Sympathy.' He thought in horror. He looked at the crying form of Ginny. Part of him wanted to stay and comfort her, but the other wanted to run before he did anything to ruin his reputation.
Draco quickly got up and made his way up the steps, until Ginny's voice made him stop.
"How did this happen?"
Draco sighed. He just couldn't leave a girl to cry...sure he would do that to Granger, but she was too caught up staring at Ron she probably wouldn't have noticed he was trying to help anyways. He sat down next to Ginny and began to think.
"Let's see.....oh! You turned my common room red and gold. Afterwards, we got you in detention so you decided to get us back. It turned into some type of war, so I got you back by placing a boggart in your trunk. Apparently, you were upset and came out here crying then Potter showed up, telling you—"
"It was a rhetorical question, Malfoy!"
Draco rolled his eyes. "If you ask a question and don't want the answer, don't say it out loud, think it instead. That would do us all a huge favor."
Silence.
"Weasley, it was a joke!"
"Do you see me laughing?"
"No, I see red puffy eyes and—your mascaras running."
"Sod off, Malfoy!"
Then, quite suddenly, Ginny burst out laughing. She held her stomach while new kinds of tears rolled down her cheeks—tears of laughter.
"What?" Draco asked, taken aback by her sudden change of mood.
"S-say.....the last part—a-again!" Ginny said, still laughing.
Draco thought back. "Puffy.......mascara—"
Draco shut his mouth and turned red. Ginny stood up and wiped away her tears. After her giggled subsides, she looked at him.
"You do realize I've never heard a boy say 'Your mascara's running before'?" Ginny said.
Draco looked away, still a bit embarrassed by what he said. "I was only trying to make you feel better."
Silence.
"Why are you so quiet?" Draco asked, turning to look at her, his tone sounding very annoyed. Ginny just stared at him with round eyes.
"I never thought I'd hear you say those words." Ginny replied, still in shock.
Draco scowled. "I was taught manners, Weasley. I was taught that if I ever wanted to be married I would have to be kind at some point or another."
Ginny scooted away from him, looking disgusted. "You don't expect me to be your bride just because you were nice to me once, are you?"
Draco glared at her. "Don't flatter yourself, Weasley! I'm supposed to marry a pure-blood—"
"Which I am." Ginny reminded him.
"You're a blood traitor." Draco spat.
Ginny shrugged. "I'd rather talk to someone with the heritage like Hermione then some snotty pure-blood."
Draco shook his head in disgust.
"I want to know why your sitting here right now. You could easily go and tell everyone what you just heard. That could be the ultimate payback, right?" Ginny asked, staring straight ahead.
"Right." Draco replied, "But I said before, no matter what you think, I was taught manners, A Malfoy must never leave a crying girl or get involved in her personal life unless asked."
"That doesn't make sense." Ginny said, turning to look at him. "You made fun of me when Harry kissed me—"
"But I never told anyone."
"You call Hermione horrible names that used to make her cry!"
"Well, she's a mudblood. You're not."
Ginny stood angrily. "Well you can take your stupid rules and shove—"
"Weasley!" Draco interrupted her.
"What? You ruined a perfectly good rant." (2)
Draco smiled. Catching himself, he stopped. Ginny stared at him curiously.
Figuring he had enough, Draco stood. "I'm sorry about what happened between you and Potter. I never would have thought 'Saint Potter' would do anything like that. I won't tell anyone though. So if you hear anything, you should know it didn't come from me."
Draco made his way up to the stairs when someone caught his arm. He turned around to see Ginny looking at him.
"Thanks." She said. "And....well....I'm sorry. When I think about it, maybe I did bring this onto myself. I don't know. But thanks for understanding, really."
Draco nodded.
"So.....how about we end the pranks for awhile?" Ginny asked.
Draco raised an eyebrow. "You mean stop the pranks on me so you can move onto pranking Potter?"
Ginny laughed. "You're starting to know me too well. That's exactly what I was thinking."
Draco put out his hand. "Truce."
Ginny grinned and took his hand in hers. "Truce, then. Did we just become friends?"
"In your dreams, Weasley."
"Well what's wrong with that?"
"We just met."
"Is it something deeper than that?"
"You don't want to be friends with me."
"Let me be the judge of that. Right now I'd prefer you over Harry."
"I don't want to get you killed."
"What?!"
Draco turned his back on her. "Good night, Ginny."
Draco took his leave. He opened the Oak doors and walked through, leaving a confused Ginny to stare after him.
Ginny sighed and shook her head. "Men are weird." Ginny muttered to herself. She still felt angry at Harry and probably would be for awhile, but somehow Draco seemed to have lightened the load.
'Who would've thought. Well, if he wants us to be friends, he'll have to stop calling Hermione a mudblood.' Ginny made her way up to the castle. When she entered, she made her immediate way to the Gryffindor Tower. Most people were still probably eating, so she would have the Gryffindor Common room to herself for awhile.
She turned a corner and heard yelling. Two voice she recognized anywhere. 'What are they doing?' she wondered. She crouched behind a suit of armor while two figured walked her way, yelling at each other.
"You used her for Chang?!"
"Ron, let me explain—"
"For Chang, Harry? Honestly, Ginny's way better than that little—"
"How did you hear us talking anyways?"
"For bloody sakes, Harry! I used your invisibility cloak!"
"YOU USED MY CLOAK?!"
"YOU USED MY SISTER!"
"Fine, we're even."
Ginny couldn't help but snort at how dense Harry was.
"No, we're not even!" Ron yelled.
"What did I do?" Harry asked, sounding desperate.
"You used Ginny!" Ron yelled.
"Well you used Lavender to get Hermione!" Harry shot back.
"That's different!"
"How?!"
"Lavender isn't your sister!"
"She—wait......what?"
The two of them argued as they walked down the corridor. Their voices finally faded when they turned the corner, leaving Ginny by herself.
She got up from her hiding place and wandered back to the Gryffindor Tower room, laughing to herself. Both boys would probably be friends again in the morning, that's how it always was. Still, it was nice to hear Ron sort of tell Harry off, too. It was nice knowing he was on her side.
"Sltyetherin Lies." Ginny said when she reached the Fat Lady. The portrait door swung open and she made her way inside, collapsing onto the couch.
Draco collapsed onto his bed, exhausted from the day. He couldn't stop thinking about what happened back on the grounds.
'I don't know why I was kind to her.' Draco thought. 'Better yet....i don't know why she became a blood traitor. If she hadn't, I would've loved to have her as a bride.'
Draco caught himself and shook his head. 'WHAT AM I THINKING?! Marrying a Weasley?! Malfoys and Weasleys haven't gotten along since the days of King Arthur!'
Draco stayed in his thoughts. He heard his dormitory door open and close. Draco shut his eyes. He didn't even need to ask who it was.
"What do you want?" Draco asked wearily, not even bothering to turn around.
"The Master wonders if you are ready yet." The figure said in a cold voice.
"If I were ready I would've told you beforehand. Give me more time!" Draco said in an annoyed voice.
"He will not wait forever."
"He'll wait for as long as I tell him to!"
"Do not speak of him that way you insolent little brat!"
Malfoy turned around and took out his wand, pointing it at the figure.
"You wouldn't dare do any thing to me. He's told you not to. Tell the Dark Lord I'll let him know when to make my decision. If I join, I'll be treated with special honors when we win this war. I'm a fine duelist and know most about Potter than anyone. "
"He will not wait much longer. You're running out of time. If we do not get an answer in two weeks, the last thing you'll see is green." The figure said coldly.
He then stepped into the shadows and disappears.
When Draco was sure the person was gone, he leaned his head on the window and sighed.
"How am I going to get out of this mess?" he asked aloud.
A/N. Okay, another chapter down. I'm really sorry it took so long. I went as fast as I could. Homework seriously has been a lot lately. Oh yeah, and I got my progress report two days ago. Yeah....let's just say I need to stop spending so much time thinking of what the next chapter will be about and focus more on the terms of math. Fun! Haha no. Anyways, I'm off to actually study.
Review Please! Can I get at least 10 more reviews before I post the next chapter? It'll make it go quicker lol.
(1) I didn't mention this in the chapter's before, but a month before Fred was taken and seriously devastated the /Weasleys and Harry and Hermione. That's why the Trio worked hard on their pranks, to keep everyone happy and their minds off what was happening outside the castle walls.
(2) i told my friend the same thing a few days ago. I was upset and when to go talk to him. In the middle, he's all, "You told me this before." So I looked at him and I said, "You ruined a perfectly good rant!" Yeah....random fact. lol.
Signing off,
Me
