Obsession
Summary: Ginny Weasley finds herself fascinated with Draco Malfoy and is determined to figure out the mystery behind him.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, although, like many I wish I did because I could be filthy rich and everybody would love me. :)
A/N – Firstly, thankyous.
Seekerpeeker – Thanks for your kind words, they mean a lot...woo! And about Ginny thinking she is being sly when she isn't, that is sort of the reason I did view points, because if I didn't it would be completely bias.
AnitaBlake/BuffyFan – Yea! You like the idea of a Blaise/Luna pairing. At the moment I am more enjoying writing them, but I hope sincerely that will change. Anywho, thankyou for reviewing. :)
Lina – Thanks for the idea about mixing the viewpoints in chapters, I might just do that. I was maybe going to do that originally but I am thinking I'll start doing that a bit further into the story. Thanks for reviewing!
Last Chapter
As he walked slowly back to the dungeons he thought to himself, he just wanted to get rid of her, but when he slipped into bed that night he knew that wasn't why.
Chapter Three
Ginny fell into an uneasy sleep that night, she could have sworn she saw something close to amusement in Malfoy's eyes when he looked at her. Could it be possible that she wasn't as good at following people as she thought? And if he did know that she'd been following him, why didn't' he make something slack comment about it? Ginny tossed over in her bed and listened to the snores of her roommates for a moment, completely annoyed by the noise. Deciding that she wouldn't get any sleep, at least not whilst Izzy Richards still had that cold, Ginny grabbed her dressing gown and headed down to the common room.
Nobody was up; at least she doubted it because it was 2am in the morning. The common room when nobody was in there had to be one of the more comforting places she knew. Despite it holding bad memories for her, so did a lot of places and at least the flickering flames gave the room a homey feel. She sank into a rich leather couch and opened the first page of her potions textbook. Going against all Weasley traits, Ginny found she was actually quite a genius at Potions. Her family had no idea of course, she wasn't about to tell them, and it wasn't exactly in Snape's character to go out of his way to praise her. Her results were good, but in most subjects they were, that's what tends to happen when you don't have a life.
Ginny flung her book on the ground and stopped for a second, sure that somebody must have heard the clunk the book made when it hit the ground. When she heard nothing she relaxed in her seat and sighed. Why didn't she have a life? She was friendly enough with the girls in her grade, and the boys for that matter, but it's just...she didn't especially like any of their company. They were so...one sided, they were stereotypical in some sense, or like Luna, were completely out of it. Izzy, Amanda and Rachael the girls in her grade were all pretty friendly, but they only ever went out of their way to talk to her when there was either a ball, or she had a boyfriend.
Could it be that this sudden interest in Malfoy was just because she was, well, bored?
"Ginny?" a sleepy voice called curiously from the stairs.
Ginny turned around to see Hermione tugging her dressing gown around her, brushing her frizzy hair away from her face.
"Yeah, what?" Ginny replied, regretting the harsh tone when Hermione raised an eyebrow at her.
Hermione sat down next to her on the couch and glanced briefly at the book sprawled out on the ground.
"I thought I heard something, I assume it was your book being thrown on the ground?" Hermione asked coolly.
Ginny guiltily picked the book up and glanced up at her, "Yeah, sorry about that."
Hermione rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and said, "You know Ginny, if you need help with anything I can always help you."
Ginny couldn't help but laugh slightly at that. Hermione meant well of course, but she had no idea that Ginny didn't really need or want help from anybody.
"No thanks Hermione, I think I'll be right" Ginny replied an edge to her voice. Hermione got up slowly and headed back to the stairs, but just when Ginny thought it was safe to roll her eyes at nobody in particular Hermione turned around and looked at her seriously.
"I didn't just mean in schoolwork Ginny, we've noticed you've been acting strange lately"
Ginny thought about what Hermione said for a while after that, if they had noticed her surely Malfoy would have too. Her brother and his friends never paid that much attention to her, it's not that they didn't care, but they had better things to do.
Ginny found she was disappointed at breakfast the next morning when she couldn't see Malfoy at the Slytherin table, but she frowned when she noticed another Slytherin looking at her. She recognized the boy as Malfoy's friend, and the only person she had seen him talk to without looking like he wanted to kill them. She couldn't remember his name, but she felt a small flutter in the pit of her stomach when she looked at him, he was quite a good looking guy. He was tall and quite slim, his hair was dark and messy, his eyes icy blue were deep set. She felt his gaze on her for a while before she left the hall ready to go to Potions. Ginny usually waited outside the hall for Luna because none of the Gryffindors actually did advanced Potions in her grade. As she rummaged through her bag she felt somebody standing in front of her.
"What are you doing following Draco around, Weasley?" a smooth voice said.
Ginny looked up and wasn't overly surprised when she saw the Slytherin from the hall in front of her.
"That's not really any of your business now is it Mr...?" Ginny replied silkily, surprising even herself.
A dark eyebrow rose, and he smiled slightly back at her.
"Got a bit more spark than I thought do you Weasley? I'm Blaise Zabini by the way." He replied sticking out a hand to her. Ginny hesitated before sticking out her own hand; she was surprised when he took it and kissed it. She quickly withdrew it, glaring at the boy.
He looked at her curiously before continuing, "Once again, just for my curiosity, why are you following Draco around?"
"And once again Mr. Zabini" Ginny begun sarcastically, "It's none of your god damn business!"
"Ginny!" a voice called.
Ginny and Blaise broke their eye contact and turned around to see Luna rushing towards them, butterbeer corks dangling around her neck.
Luna completely ignored Blaise and stopped in front of her. "There you are, I'd thought maybe the hooked – nose swizzwots had gotten to you!" Luna said airily. Ginny stifled a laugh, she was used to Luna's behaviour, but Blaise whose eyebrows had risen into his fringe obviously wasn't.
"Nah, don't worry Luna, I was just talking to Blaise here" Ginny replied gesturing towards the tall Slytherin.
Luna started. She looked at Blaise quickly as if she hadn't even realized he was there. Then, something happened that Ginny would never have expected, she blushed.
"Blaise Zabini, nice to meet your acquaintance" he drawled to Luna holding out his hand.
Luna's face reddened even further, and Ginny couldn't help but be a bit surprised. She watched curiously as Blaise kissed her hand and Luna stuttered a reply, "I'm L...Luna Lovegood"
Blaise smiled at her, then turned to Ginny and said, "Well just so you know, Draco does actually realize your following him, but for now, I ought to be off"
As he walked off Ginny could have sworn he winked at Luna. Ginny turned to find Luna had already rushed off towards Potions.
A/N - did you like my Blaise? From other people's fics, Blaise has become strangely one of my favourite characters! I just don't know whether I should get Blaise and Luna together or whether that would just be a bit weird. So what did you think? Hmmm...I want no NEED answers!!!
Next Chapter:
A Ball is announced (how cliché!) – If you have any ideas on what TYPE of ball it should be hurriedly reply to me and say. I want to know whether you think fancy dress, masquerade, or just a normal ball.
Draco and Ginny MIGHT meet, I don't know whether it will fit.
Ginny tells off Professor Snape.
