Things I'll Never Say
By Duck Goddess
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters mentioned here except for Leah.
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Chapter Two
Ginny woke up, her head aching. What the hell happened? And where the bloody hell am I? She searched her brain for a hint to why she was in the Hospital Wing when Madam Pomfrey cried, "Oh! You're awake! How're you feeling?"
"Terrible. My head feels like it's been hit by a Bludger," Ginny replied.
"Of course it feels like that, Miss Weasley! That's exactly what happened! Some parts of your skull were broken but I quickly fixed that. I gave you a potion to stop the bruising but you still have a mild concussion and you'll probably have to stay here for the night," Madam Pomfrey said as she felt her forehead. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness overcame her. Damn concussion, she thought.
"How long have I been here?" Ginny asked.
"Three days."
"Merlin's beard! What about my studies?"
"Don't worry, your friends agreed to provide you with your homework and books and here they are!" Madam Pomfrey soothed and Leah, Colin and the Golden Trio zoomed in.
"Ginny! How're you feeling?" Colin asked.
"We've been so worried about you! Mum's gone round the bend!" Ron said.
"I'm fine, guys. Thanks for caring, though," Ginny said, smiling. The smile soon disappeared as she saw the load of homework the teachers set them.
"Holy shit! Why do we have so much? I've only been out for one school day!" Ginny exclaimed.
"Well, we do have NEWTs next year so the teachers went mad and gave us this," Leah said matter-of-factly.
"Urgh, I'll never finish this," Ginny groaned as she picked up her quill.
The next day, Ginny was finally let out of the Hospital Wing with much mollycoddling from Madam Pomfrey. She, Leah and Colin went to breakfast, listening to Colin blabbering on about a new camera that he got for his birthday and he seemed to not notice Leah staring at him dreamily and Ginny inwardly smirked.
She saw her brother and Hermione bickering about Ron violating his Head Boy duties. Hermione was (obviously) Head Girl.
Those two are so irritating. Everyone knows about their feelings for each other except for them. Times would be so much more peaceful if they were snogging instead of bickering like an old married couple. She looked at Harry and she could see he was the same thing. Ginny caught his eye and they smiled. If only he could smile like that more often.
But Harry's amused look soon faded as he scanned the Daily Prophet for news. Ginny snatched it from Leah (who was still staring at Colin) and saw that there was another Death Eater attack in Diagon Alley. God, I can't believe the Ministry could be so reckless. Fifty people killed! Ten of them were Aurors! Ginny finished her breakfast and got up.
"Bye, Lee, bye, Col! Have fun in Charms!" Ginny was moved up to the seventh-year NEWT Potions class, as Snape was impressed by her skills in that subject, even though she was a Weasley and a Gryffindor. She also took Healing Classes with Madam Pomfrey, with Hermione for company. Ginny was brought out of her thoughts when she felt someone bumping into her and she lost her balance, dropping her books. She looked up and saw it was the amazing bouncing ferret, Malfoy.
Draco sat silently at the Slytherin table, wishing Pansy Parkinson would just leave him alone. She was the biggest slut in the school and thought that Draco was madly in love with her. As well as the biggest slut, she has to be the biggest dumbarse. How could anyone like her? She always fawned over him, calling him "Drakey". Speak of the devil, she was calling him.
"Oh, Drakey! You are coming to Hogsmeade with me, right Drakey?"
"My name is DRACO," he said through gritted teeth, "And no, I will not go to Hogsmeade with you. When will your two brain cells in your thick skull realise that I do NOT like you and I will NOT marry you?"
Pansy looked stunned. The only thing she could do for 5 seconds was blink. Yes! It worked! Go me! Then..."Oh, Drakey, you are soo funny! Of course you like me! Hahahaha!" She laughed, even though it really wasn't amusing at all. Rolling his eyes, Draco stood up and set off for Potions.
How could anyone be that thick? I don't know how she does it. Suddenly, he felt someone crash into him and books flew everywhere. Draco's eyes flew open and saw it was Weaselette. His eyes immediately hardened.
"How am I not surprised? A Weasley crashing into me on purpose, just to touch a robe that isn't second-hand," Draco drawled.
"Excuse me? You're the one who bumped into me! And at least I have people who care about me, not just expensive robes and two lumps of muscle people call friends!" she spat, her eyes ablaze.
"You know, you should really be more polite to me considering I saved your pretty little arse the other day," he said smoothly. Draco smirked as he saw Ginny's eyes widen and her mouth opened and closed, like a hyperventilating goldfish.
"YOU! B-but it can't be you! I mean, you're the most conceited git in the whole world – including muggle!" Ginny shrieked.
"Well, at least I'm not Potty. Potty's always brooding these days; it's a miracle how Weasley and Granger still hang out with him. Did you know that Potty went after the Snitch instead of you? I don't blame him; the Snitch is actually worth SOMETHING," Draco taunted.
"Harry's got a lot to be upset about! (A/N: reference to Cassandra Claire's A Lot to be Upset About. Go read it!) I don't care if you think I'm not worth anything because I am actually cared for, unlike you! So just fuck off!"
"Ooh, stre-ssy...time of the month?" Draco mocked. What Draco didn't know was that the one thing Ginny hated the most in this world was time of the month jokes.
Without knowing it, Ginny stepped closer to Malfoy with her fists clenched and raised her right fist and knocked it against Malfoy's nose. Crack! That very noise gave Ginny the most immense feeling of satisfaction. The force of Ginny's blow made Malfoy fall to the floor.
"BLOODY HELL! Weasel, where did you learn do (to) do dat (that)?" Malfoy shouted, grabbing his (now bloody) nose.
"I grew up with six brothers, Ferret boy! Now, that's what you get for messing with a Weasley!" Ginny said, towering over the ferret. She saw the Golden Trio rushing over to see what happened.
"GINNY! What did you do? I heard shouting! What's Malfoy doing here?" Ron said as his face contorted with confusion.
"Well, he was dissing me so I punched him," she explained calmly.
"Whoa, Ginny, way to – I mean, as Head Boy, I will have to take 10 points from Gryffindor," Ron said hastily, cowering under Hermione's glare while Ginny and Harry snickered.
"Ginny, you better heal Malfoy before Snape gives you a detention," Harry said. She muttered a spell and tapped Malfoy's nose. It was still red but at least it wasn't bloody anymore.
Draco glared at them and set off for the dungeons. Ginny, Harry and Ron burst out laughing.
"You three! Stop laughing! Ginny, you shouldn't have done that. You could have gotten into a lot of trouble," Hermione scolded.
"Yeah, yeah, come on, lets go before Snape takes a thousand points off us," Ginny said.
"Today, we are going to start on making the Polyjuice Potion. I will put you into pairs so you can meet new people and socialize! Also, Valentines Day is coming up and I suggested a delivery! You can now display your love for your...lover!" Snape grinned at the class.
The class stared back. Snape is definitely on crack, Harry thought. Or maybe he's drunk. Or maybe he had too much sugar. Or maybe – "Harry! Snap out of it!" Ginny whispered. But that just resulted in Harry falling back into a daydream involving Ginny.
She looks so beautiful like that...with her hair in its usual ponytail. sigh her hair...such a unique and vibrant shade of red...It's not orange, it's not auburn so what is it? Maybe I should call it – "Er, Harry, why are you drooling?" Ron asked not-too-quietly.
"Now, here are your pairs," Snape said with a dazzling-Lockhart-ish smile. "Guy-Weasley and Granger – hehe," he giggled. The class continued staring. "Ahem, sorry about that, Crabbe and Parkinson, Goyle and Bulstrode, Zabini and Nott, Finnigan and Brown, Thomas and Patil...why do we have an odd number? Oh yeah, Longbottom's unconscious...well, I guess you three will have to work together! Potter, Girl-Weasley and Malfoy! Yay!" Snape shrieked.
Harry and Ginny exchanged looks. "At least we still have each other," Ginny said encouragingly, "Hopefully I can threaten him with my fist." And she smiled that amazing smile of hers and Harry went back into dream-land.
Why, why does Snape have to be on crack today out of all days? Why today? Why the day the Weasel decked me? Why does she have to be so smitten with Potter? Why can't she be smitten with me? Wait, what? I don't want her to be smitten with me. Do I? Oh, I bet working for Voldemort would be easier than this. I can't like Weasley...she's too much of a Potter-wannabe. She's too stubborn and her punches hurt too much! Urgh...
"Hey, Malfoy, shove over!" Ginny said, "You better be nice to us or I'll deck you again. This time injuring your lower regions will be included." Draco gulped and went to cursing the Polyjuice Potion.
A/N: Sorry about the brain-transplant-Snape and the rest of the weird chapter. I think I had too much sugar when I wrote it. Well, if you want to know what happened to good old Snapey you shall review and I shall tell you!