Hidden Secrets
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter Characters. They belong to JK Rowling.
Chapter 1 the Train Ride
Ginny sat next to the window in her compartment, looking out at the land passing by. She was tired of listening to the golden trio talk about Quidditch and books. So she had found an empty compartment to herself. She was used to being alone, she was pretty much always by herself. One of Ginny's secrets was that she loved to write. She would spend hours in her dorm just writing about whatever came to her head. She liked writing comedies the most. Ginny sat there not thinking at all and a great story came to her. Just as she pulled out a clean piece of parchment the compartment door opened.
"Look what we have here, the little weasel" Draco Malfoy said as he walked into the compartment.
"Eat dung, Malfoy" Ginny replied back
"Watch your language, Weasley"
"Get out! this is my compartment and you're not welcome!" Ginny demanded
"Your name is not on it, so I think I'll stay. Plus everywhere else is full" he said as he sat down, across from Ginny.
"Fine, just don't bother me" Ginny said because she didn't want to fight with Malfoy right now.
They sat in silence for awhile, Ginny was busy writing her story and Draco was staring into space. Some time had past when Draco said something.
"What are you writing?" Draco asked
"None of your business" she replied back
"Why aren't you sitting with Potter and your brother?"
"Because they're annoying"
"Well it seems to me that we have something in common" Draco smirked
"why aren't you sitting with Blaise or your slut, Pansy?" Ginny asked
"Because they're annoying" Draco was mocking her but smirking at the same time
"fine, whatever" Ginny said, she really didn't want to start something, because she was way into her story.
He had nothing else to say at that moment so he went back to staring in space. Ginny was watching him. "Wow he is really hot" she said to herself and then realized what she had though. "I can't believe I think Malfoy is hot" She though in disgust.
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Draco had always liked Ginny ever since he first saw her but for 6 years he had never got enough courage to tell her. This year was going to be different, this year he was going to make his move. He had of course been with Pansy and countless other girls, but they were just for fun. He never loved any of those girls. Not like he liked Ginny, if he was felling down or upset all he would have to do was look at her and he felt so much better. She kept him sane and always kept his attention. He wondered why Potter had turned her down. She was stunningly pretty with full features. He sat there watching her write. She had grown a lot over the summer. Right now she was wearing a short jean skirt with a red tank top and gray converse, he though the best part of her was her hair. Soft red curls lying on her shoulders. He had always dreamed of touching her hair, he wanted to run his fingers through it. He just sat there day dreaming of her when she noticed he was staring at her.
"what are you looking at?" she asked rudely
"nothing" he said snapping out of her trance
"well, stop it" she said
"why? are you not used to being stared at?" Malfoy asked
"no, I just don't want you to stare at me"
"why don't you like me, weasel?" Malfoy Drawled
"because you an arse, you have always been mean to me and my brother! Ohh and by the way my name is not weasel!" Ginny said as her temper rising.
Malfoy walked over to her seat and sat next to her.
"so what are you writing about? and it better not be about me" Draco said trying to change the subject.
"why do you always think that everything is about you?"
"Because it is" Draco smirked
"You're so full of shit, Malfoy"
"I though I told you to watch you language Weasley"
"don't talk to me"
"why not? every other girl would love to be in your position right now" he said moving closer to her
"well I'm not every girl"
"I know that" he was still moving closer to her. He could tell she was nervous, their faces were less than a foot apart. He leaned in and his lips brushed up against hers. She shivered from the feel of his breath. Malfoy had deepened the kiss, and then she started to kiss back. He had never kissed anyone like this before. His hands started to explore her body, up her back and into her hair. It felt just like he dreamed it would, soft and silky. He never wanted this kiss to end.
