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Chapter 2

First Night Back

"See ya Mom!" Ginny said, hugging her parents. "Bye Dad!"

"Bye honey!" they said in unison.

Ginny waved, then picked up her suitcases and walked through the boarder to Platform 9 ¾. She looked around for her friend Amy. When she finally found her, Ginny picked up her suitcases again (she put them down while looking for Amy because they got too heavy to hold that whole time) and walked over to her best friend. She put down her luggage (again) and hugged her friend and laughed and screamed out of joy of seeing Amy after so long. Then they picked up their stuff and got on the train, talking about all of the exciting things that had happened since they last saw each other while looking for an empty compartment.

They found one in the back that was free and settled into it. Amy got out a deck of cards and they played a bunch of muggle games while talking about what happened over the summer and what they were going to do this year.

It was quite a while before the train took off after they got there because they had both gotten there early to make sure they got a good compartment that they didn't have to share with anyone else.

The train took off and they spent the time talking and playing cards. A while later, Ginny stood up and said, "Hey, I gotta go to the bathroom. I'll be right back."

"Ok," Amy said. "Don't take too long though!"

"I won't," Ginny replied and walked out of the compartment. On her way back, Ginny was thinking and staring off into space when she ran into something solid and was jolted back down to earth.

Ginny looked up at the person she ran into and almost gasped out of shock.

"You again," said the person who was giving her those horrible dreams. "Did you come back for more?"

Ginny just glared up at his green eyes and walked on. She couldn't believe Harry. What he did to her still haunted her mind. Ginny walked into the compartment Amy was in and sat down next to her friend.

Amy immediately saw something was wrong.

"What happened?" she asked.

Ginny told Amy everything, including Harry's crime against her. So Ginny told Amy what happened and her friend gasped when she was done with her story.

"That jerk," Amy said. "I can't believe him!"

"Yeah, well, you know Harry. He won't admit he did anything wrong if it killed him."

Amy laughed at that and they continued talking, this time of jinxes they would use on Harry if he pissed them off enough.

After the food trolley passed, the two were eating chocolate frogs and cauldron cakes when the compartment door slid open. Amy and Ginny, thinking it would be Harry, instantly grabbed their wands and pointed them at the person at the door.

"Hey! Watch where you're pointing those things!" Malfoy exclaimed.

Ginny sighed and put away her wand. "What do you want, Malfoy?" she asked.

"Not you," he said.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Looking for my friends. Not like it's any of your business anyway."

"Actually," Ginny said, "it is. You see, you're in OUR compartment, and you think it's none of our business why you're here. You see, it just doesn't work that way. Besides, why didn't you look for your friends earlier?"

"None of your business, Weasel."

"Oh sod off, Ferret."

After a few more insults shared between the two, Malfoy left.

"Finally," Ginny said. "Now we can get back to more important matters, like, oh, maybe curses for Malfoy and Potter!"

The two friends laughed together and changed into their school robes. Then they laughed until the train stopped and they got off, still laughing and thinking of curses and jinxes to use on Harry and Draco.

Suddenly, Ginny felt a presence behind her, too close for her comfort. She could feel warm breath on her neck. Ginny turned around and came face to face with Harry once again. Ginny glared at him and turned back around with a scowl on her face. Amy saw the scowl and knew Harry was behind them.

Just then, Ginny felt Harry pinch her butt and she squealed, turning around while whipping out her wand in the same motion. Amy was one beat behind her.

They cursed him with the first curse they could think of. They surprisingly also heard another voice shout a curse. A male voice. But wait, it sounded like... no, it couldn't be him... could it? Ginny turned around and stared into those cold, gray eyes....

While they were getting off the train, Draco saw Ginny a few feet ahead of him.

He watched as Potter walked up behind Ginny and her friend with an ugly look on his ugly face. Draco saw Ginny turn around to glare at Potter, then turn back around. He saw Potter's hand reach down and pinch Ginny's arse. 'Looks very nice this year!' Draco thought. 'No, no, no, I do NOT like the Weasel!'

Suddenly, Ginny squealed, and Malfoy saw her and her friend turn around to hex him. The next thing Draco knew, he had his wand in his hand and the first jinx he thought of came out of his mouth. He didn't know why, but it just came out of him.

Potter turned out looking freakier than he usually did.

Draco looked at Ginny and stared into those chocolate brown eyes....

Ginny jerked away from those silver eyes. She instead turned to look at Harry, who had been hit with three jinxes at once. Everyone was pointing and laughing at him. 'Serves him right,' Ginny thought without sympathy. Her conscience wasn't bothering her either. She was free of feeling bad for that jerk. She just laughed at him and walked on.

Ginny and Amy headed towards the carriages, but there were only two left. They looked in one and found the Dream Team. They immediately turned around and walked into the other one without checking to see who was in it.

Once they walked in, they found none other than Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini.

They ignored the two Slytherins and sat down. The only problem with that was they were across from each other, so they had to sit down next to them. Ginny sat down next to Malfoy, and Amy sat next to Blaise. Ginny thought they looked cute together, but quickly shook the thought from her head. She was hoping her friend would take pity on her and not think Ginny looked cute with Malfoy.

As the carriage took off, Blaise started the conversation.

"Hey, that was a nice curse ya'll did on Potter!" he said.

"Thanks," Ginny said.

"Yeah, those jinxes all together did wonders to his face! I would even say he looks better now than what he did before!"

They all cracked up at that. Even Malfoy. 'Well, I guess he's looser around his friends,' Ginny thought.

Blaise and Malfoy had been friends since the beginning of last year, when Malfoy ditched the two gorillas and got a better friend who actually had a brain with more on his mind other than food. All that was in Blaise's mind was women. He loved women, all women. Fat ones, skinny ones, Blaise didn't care. He was a big flirt, but he was still a really cool guy and fun to hang out with.

"But I thought you and Potter were still going out," Blaise said.

Ginny's eyes got wide remembering the horrors of what he did to her. Amy saw the look and immediately said, "No, they broke up a while ago. Before school ended last year as a matter of fact."

Draco looked at Ginny and saw the look of horror on her face. 'What happened to her?' he wondered. 'Wait, that's right! Like I care!'

Blaise also saw the look and immediately got off the subject. There was an awkward silence. Amy leaned over and gave her friend a hug and whispered in her ear. "It's ok," she said. "He won't touch you again as long as I'm here."

"Thanks," Ginny said.

"Anytime. Now get that look off your face and put a smile there!" she said.

Ginny smiled at her friend and whacked her lightly on the head. Amy shook her head and leaned back into her seat.

Draco watched as the two girls whispered. He wondered what Harry Pothead had done to the red head sitting next to him. 'Wait a minute. Why do I all of a sudden care? He probably just didn't owl her and she's gotta cry about it and break up. Man, it's a good thing I don't like trash like that!'

And yet, at the same time, the other side of him was screaming, 'Liar! You know you care, you just don't wanna admit it!'

'Yeah, I care so I can know what not to do to my next girlfriend if I wanna keep her, and what to do if I wanna dump her!'

That seemed to shut his other side up.

When the carriage finally stopped, Ginny almost cheered with happiness, anticipating the food. She hadn't eaten all day today, and had only a small dinner yesterday. So much was happening, and she couldn't even tell her best friend about it all. She knew Amy would try to get her to eat more and stop cutting herself, but Ginny just didn't want to stop, and she knew that if she ate too much, she would get fat and be even more of an outcast. And she wouldn't regurgitate her food because she had tried that before and it didn't work with her, no matter what she tried.

When they got to the Great Hall, Ginny suddenly remembered the first years had to be sorted. She was once again sad, and cursed them silently, but inside she knew that she thought the first years were actually kind of cute, for little kids.

After the Sorting Ceremony, which seemed to take forever, the food finally appeared. Ginny cheered with the rest of the students and dug in. She was famished, and about to pile her plate full of food when she suddenly remembered that a fat person would turn out to be more of an outcast than a skinny person would. She placed a piece of steak and a little bit of mashed potatoes on her plate.

She sighed. Ginny had been forced to eat with the Dream Team, but thankfully Amy and the hermit crab Hermione were in between her and Harry Pothead. Ron, however, was sitting directly across from Ginny, who was sitting there glaring at him. Ron had been the one who forced her to sit there.

Suddenly, Ginny felt a pair of eyes on her. She looked up and looked directly into a pair of silver-gray eyes. She was torn away by the sound of Ron's voice.

"You know Ginny, you and Harry should really go out again. I don't know why you guys broke up, except for what you explained as a really nasty fight and Harry explained as you two were just too different. You looked really cute together. I don't really care if you two got into a fight. You should settle your differences and at least become friends again." Ginny heard him mumble under his breath, "Then maybe you might go out again." At hearing that, Ginny threw a roll at him.

Draco was sitting next to the slutty Pansy Parkinson when he looked around the Great Hall and found what he was looking for: a head of fiery red hair. Two heads actually, he noticed. Draco was quite surprised Weaslette was sitting with the Dream Team after that look she had on her face when Zabini mentioned how she used to go out with Pothead.

'Once again, I ask myself why in the hell I care,' he thought.

Ginny suddenly looked up and their eyes met until she jerked hers away and looked at her brother, who appeared to be talking. She suddenly got a strange look on her face, the one he recognized as the look she had on when Zabini asked about Potty.

Draco shook his head to clear his thoughts and looked back at the slut sitting next to him, who was blabbing on about something he didn't really care about, just made it seem like he did.

When everyone was finished eating, Dumbledore got up and did his beginning of the year speech. When he dismissed them to go to bed, everyone in the Great Hall was yawning, either because they started yawning, or saw someone else yawning.

Up in the Gryffindor tower, Ginny was about to follow Amy up the stairs to the girl's dormitory when she felt someone grab her wrist and pull her back. Amy didn't seem to notice and kept trudging up the steps. Harry pulled her over to a remote corner in the shadows, where the light from the fireplace didn't reach, and pushed her painfully up against the wall.

"Now, I'm gonna tell you somethin', and you're gonna listen to what I have to say. Got it?"

Ginny had to fight the impulse to spit in his face. Instead, she just glared into his eyes. She had read a book once that said to pick your battles against an enemy you can beat and at a place where you can win. It's completely useless to fight a battle that cannot be won. She decided she couldn't beat Harry in this position, so she just chose to lay low for the time being, until she was at an advantage over Harry.

Ginny fought back the look of pain. Showing pain to this freak of nature was like giving in. It would just give him too much pleasure. She tried to concentrate on the rage to block out the pain. She thought it felt like he had once again broken her wrists. It was a good thing she had learned how to mend broken bones and bruises almost as well as Madame Pomfrey.

"Now, I don't want you telling anyone about our midnight rendezvous, got it? Because, otherwise, you just might find yourself in a position you may find quite," he paused for a moment, running the tips of his fingers over her jaw, "uncomfortable." He leaned in to kiss her neck when he suddenly froze, stiff as a board.

Ginny looked over his shoulder to find Amy standing by the stairs to the girl's dormitories, still holding her wand up. She lowered her wand when Ginny pushed Harry away and ran over to hug her friend.

"Thanks a lot," was all she said.

"Anytime girl. Anytime," Amy replied, and the two best friends linked arms and walked up the stairs arm in arm.

Later that night, in the room Ginny and Amy shared with three other girls, Ginny was the only one still awake. She reached into her trunk and found what she was looking for: her knife that she had used to cut herself on before.

She unrolled her sleeve and added another cut to her collection of scars. She was instantly calmed with the release as the blood made a red track down her arm. She placed her hand over the wound to limit the flow of blood coming from her arm. She pressed even harder, relishing in the pain it caused. The pain took her mind off the pain around her.

That night, Ginny cried her self to a restless sleep.

A/N: So, how did you like it? REVIEW!!! Thanx!

Oh, and I hope you liked this way better than the other way. I know I did! Sure, there weren't really that many changes, but I think that little part at the beginning and that other little part at the end there were nice little additions that I should have had in the beginning. Sorry, I'm rambling, I know. Well, like I said before. REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (by the way, you are allowed to flame me, but if you say anything stupid, I will be forced to poke fun at you for lack of anything else better to do. Have a nice day now!)