Drastic Changes by The Queen of the Pugs
Ginny and Draco talked for about three earth hours. After the first half an hour, Jamie came back with Edward in her hands. He was holding a handful of dirt in one hand, and in the other he held a large rock. She mumbled something about taking him back to Neptune and disappeared again. Ginny was glad for the time she had alone with Draco, and the peace of the Moon. There, she didn't have to worry about studying for the O.W.L. tests or homework or anything like that. It was so peaceful up there that she didn't want to go back to Hogwarts, but it was getting late, and dinner would be soon, so she and Draco went back to the castle.
"He's so easy to talk to," Ginny said to Hermione that night at dinner. "He lets me talk as much as I want, and I know he listens. He even gave me a dozen roses. He's so sweet to me."
"It sounds like Draco really likes you, Ginny," Hermione replied, watching the redhead mix her corn into her mashed potatoes. "Does this mean that you're going out then? I mean, you do seem to spend a lot of time together, and you even took him to the Moon. I'd say he means quite a bit to you."
"Yeah, I do like him," Ginny said thoughtfully, not paying attention to what her hands were doing with her fork and dinner plate. "But I don't know if we're going out. We've never really talked about that. Just about our family and our general lives."
"Hey, Ginny," Ron said gleefully. "How's it going, tiny sis?"
"Just fine, thanks," Ginny replied suspiciously. "Why?"
"Can't I just see how my baby sister is doing?" He pretended to be hurt, and he and Harry laughed together.
"I thought you weren't talking to me," she pointed out icily. "Remember? You said that I was a traitor to the family because I was friends with Draco Malfoy." She folded her arms across her chest, awaiting Ron's reply.
"Oh, come on, Ginny!" he said, still not losing his happy mood, which made Ginny even angrier. "Can't we just forgive and forget?" His tone was mocking, not apologetic. Ginny glared.
"No," she said shortly. "What is it that you want, anyway?" She knew Ron as well as he knew her, and she knew that he wasn't there just to make conversation with her. "I have better things to do than to wait here."
"Well, Hermione told me and Harry here-"
"Harry and I," Hermione corrected. "And please, just, let it go, please?" She bit her lip. "Please, Ginny, don't get too upset, but I told Harry and Ron about you, you know, about you being the Moon Goddess," she said quietly.
"YOU DID WHAT?!" Ginny roared, rounding on Hermione. "I can't believe you, Hermione! I figured that you would never tell anybody!"
"I'm really, really, sorry!" Hermione said, biting her lip so hard, she almost bit it clean through. "I know you're really, really, angry with me, and I don't blame you." She hung her head. "In fact I wouldn't blame you if you never spoke to me again."
Ginny got up, her face the same color as her hair, and stormed out of the Great Hall. She couldn't believe this! She hadn't been ready to tell her brother and Harry yet. She wasn't sure how they were going to react, if they were going to do something stupid or something. She was positively livid. Why would Hermione do that to her? Ginny supposed that she shouldn't be very angry at Hermione about it, but she couldn't help it. Hermione shouldn't have told anyone until asking Ginny about it.
Without realizing where her feet were taking her, Ginny had walked outside onto the castle grounds and was near the lake before she noticed where she was. She stopped and took in a deep breath, trying, without success, to calm herself down. Someone tapped her shoulder and Ginny jumped and whipped around to see the face of Draco looking down at her.
"Why do you have to be so quiet?" she asked grumpily. "You always walk so quietly, and then you wonder why I jump when you talk to me or touch me."
"Someone's in a bad mood," Draco observed mockingly. "What's wrong?" he asked with more sympathy in his voice this time. "I saw you storm out of the Great Hall, and you seemed pretty upset."
"Hermione told Ron and Harry about me being the Moon Goddess," Ginny pouted. "I wasn't ready to tell them, and now I'll probably never hear the end of it from those two. I can't believe she told them! Hermione was the last person I'd expect to tell someone a secret without permission!"
"Gin, I'm sure Hermione feels really bad about telling them about you," Draco said comfortingly. He absently brushed some of her flame-colored hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ears. "Sometimes people make mistakes, Ginny, and you know they do. But other people just have to learn to forgive and forget. Isn't Hermione your best friend?"
"Apart from Miranda," Ginny said, "yeah. But good friends don't just go around spilling their friends' secrets, Draco!"
"Hermione knew that in your first year, when you found that diary and you kept it for a long time, talking to it, she knew that it was a mistake. She knew that you didn't know whom you were talking to, or why the diary was writing back to you. She was able to forgive you, and now that she's made a mistake, you should forgive her, too."
"You're right," she said, and smiled. "I guess I should be more forgiving, because Hermione is a really good friend to me, and she understands my mistakes, and I should try and understand hers."
"Now come on, let's go back inside, all right?" he asked, offering his arm to her. Ginny took it and grinned, walking back to the castle with Draco. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Later that night, in the common room, Ginny found Hermione in a corner of the room with books spread all around her. Hermione was pouring herself all over these books, trying to make herself forget what she did to Ginny, and how Ginny reacted. Ginny walked over to her and sat down across from her best friend.
"Hermione, look at me," commanded Ginny. Hermione looked up obediently. "I had a talk with Draco, and he made me realize that you're a really great friend to me, and I shouldn't be upset with you for making one mistake. I'm really sorry that I yelled at you and that I reacted really badly. I should have tried to understand why you did it." Ginny fiddled with the ends of her robes. "Forgive me?"
"Oh, Ginny, you shouldn't be the one to be apologizing to me!" said Hermione, setting down her quill. "I should be the one to be apologizing to you. I'm so sorry that I told your brother and Harry. It wasn't my place and I feel really bad. Forgive me?"
"Of course I do!" cried Ginny, flinging herself around Hermione's neck and giving her a giant hug. "Just as long as you can forgive me."
"Of course!" Hermione hugged Ginny back, and all was well...for now. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Me: HI! I'm running out of ideas for the story again, so if you (my very loyal reviews) would please, please, please review or e-mail me any suggestions that you might have for me, I would be so happy! Plus, I'd give you a cookie. How about it? Cookie, cookie, cookie. **Cackles evilly** Sorry, I'm a little bit hyper at the moment.
Ginny and Draco talked for about three earth hours. After the first half an hour, Jamie came back with Edward in her hands. He was holding a handful of dirt in one hand, and in the other he held a large rock. She mumbled something about taking him back to Neptune and disappeared again. Ginny was glad for the time she had alone with Draco, and the peace of the Moon. There, she didn't have to worry about studying for the O.W.L. tests or homework or anything like that. It was so peaceful up there that she didn't want to go back to Hogwarts, but it was getting late, and dinner would be soon, so she and Draco went back to the castle.
"He's so easy to talk to," Ginny said to Hermione that night at dinner. "He lets me talk as much as I want, and I know he listens. He even gave me a dozen roses. He's so sweet to me."
"It sounds like Draco really likes you, Ginny," Hermione replied, watching the redhead mix her corn into her mashed potatoes. "Does this mean that you're going out then? I mean, you do seem to spend a lot of time together, and you even took him to the Moon. I'd say he means quite a bit to you."
"Yeah, I do like him," Ginny said thoughtfully, not paying attention to what her hands were doing with her fork and dinner plate. "But I don't know if we're going out. We've never really talked about that. Just about our family and our general lives."
"Hey, Ginny," Ron said gleefully. "How's it going, tiny sis?"
"Just fine, thanks," Ginny replied suspiciously. "Why?"
"Can't I just see how my baby sister is doing?" He pretended to be hurt, and he and Harry laughed together.
"I thought you weren't talking to me," she pointed out icily. "Remember? You said that I was a traitor to the family because I was friends with Draco Malfoy." She folded her arms across her chest, awaiting Ron's reply.
"Oh, come on, Ginny!" he said, still not losing his happy mood, which made Ginny even angrier. "Can't we just forgive and forget?" His tone was mocking, not apologetic. Ginny glared.
"No," she said shortly. "What is it that you want, anyway?" She knew Ron as well as he knew her, and she knew that he wasn't there just to make conversation with her. "I have better things to do than to wait here."
"Well, Hermione told me and Harry here-"
"Harry and I," Hermione corrected. "And please, just, let it go, please?" She bit her lip. "Please, Ginny, don't get too upset, but I told Harry and Ron about you, you know, about you being the Moon Goddess," she said quietly.
"YOU DID WHAT?!" Ginny roared, rounding on Hermione. "I can't believe you, Hermione! I figured that you would never tell anybody!"
"I'm really, really, sorry!" Hermione said, biting her lip so hard, she almost bit it clean through. "I know you're really, really, angry with me, and I don't blame you." She hung her head. "In fact I wouldn't blame you if you never spoke to me again."
Ginny got up, her face the same color as her hair, and stormed out of the Great Hall. She couldn't believe this! She hadn't been ready to tell her brother and Harry yet. She wasn't sure how they were going to react, if they were going to do something stupid or something. She was positively livid. Why would Hermione do that to her? Ginny supposed that she shouldn't be very angry at Hermione about it, but she couldn't help it. Hermione shouldn't have told anyone until asking Ginny about it.
Without realizing where her feet were taking her, Ginny had walked outside onto the castle grounds and was near the lake before she noticed where she was. She stopped and took in a deep breath, trying, without success, to calm herself down. Someone tapped her shoulder and Ginny jumped and whipped around to see the face of Draco looking down at her.
"Why do you have to be so quiet?" she asked grumpily. "You always walk so quietly, and then you wonder why I jump when you talk to me or touch me."
"Someone's in a bad mood," Draco observed mockingly. "What's wrong?" he asked with more sympathy in his voice this time. "I saw you storm out of the Great Hall, and you seemed pretty upset."
"Hermione told Ron and Harry about me being the Moon Goddess," Ginny pouted. "I wasn't ready to tell them, and now I'll probably never hear the end of it from those two. I can't believe she told them! Hermione was the last person I'd expect to tell someone a secret without permission!"
"Gin, I'm sure Hermione feels really bad about telling them about you," Draco said comfortingly. He absently brushed some of her flame-colored hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ears. "Sometimes people make mistakes, Ginny, and you know they do. But other people just have to learn to forgive and forget. Isn't Hermione your best friend?"
"Apart from Miranda," Ginny said, "yeah. But good friends don't just go around spilling their friends' secrets, Draco!"
"Hermione knew that in your first year, when you found that diary and you kept it for a long time, talking to it, she knew that it was a mistake. She knew that you didn't know whom you were talking to, or why the diary was writing back to you. She was able to forgive you, and now that she's made a mistake, you should forgive her, too."
"You're right," she said, and smiled. "I guess I should be more forgiving, because Hermione is a really good friend to me, and she understands my mistakes, and I should try and understand hers."
"Now come on, let's go back inside, all right?" he asked, offering his arm to her. Ginny took it and grinned, walking back to the castle with Draco. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Later that night, in the common room, Ginny found Hermione in a corner of the room with books spread all around her. Hermione was pouring herself all over these books, trying to make herself forget what she did to Ginny, and how Ginny reacted. Ginny walked over to her and sat down across from her best friend.
"Hermione, look at me," commanded Ginny. Hermione looked up obediently. "I had a talk with Draco, and he made me realize that you're a really great friend to me, and I shouldn't be upset with you for making one mistake. I'm really sorry that I yelled at you and that I reacted really badly. I should have tried to understand why you did it." Ginny fiddled with the ends of her robes. "Forgive me?"
"Oh, Ginny, you shouldn't be the one to be apologizing to me!" said Hermione, setting down her quill. "I should be the one to be apologizing to you. I'm so sorry that I told your brother and Harry. It wasn't my place and I feel really bad. Forgive me?"
"Of course I do!" cried Ginny, flinging herself around Hermione's neck and giving her a giant hug. "Just as long as you can forgive me."
"Of course!" Hermione hugged Ginny back, and all was well...for now. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Me: HI! I'm running out of ideas for the story again, so if you (my very loyal reviews) would please, please, please review or e-mail me any suggestions that you might have for me, I would be so happy! Plus, I'd give you a cookie. How about it? Cookie, cookie, cookie. **Cackles evilly** Sorry, I'm a little bit hyper at the moment.
