Things I'll Never Say

By Duck Goddess

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basketball15 – Er…what average? Shit, I'm supposed to be doing Maths but I keep getting distracted by the alluring ff-ness…

Chapter Seven

Ginny and Harry awkwardly walked to the carriages, both of them not knowing what to say to each other. Harry was hoping that it wouldn't be as disastrous as his date with Cho –shudders- and Ginny was hoping that it would end very, very soon.

"So...how are you?" Harry asked, soon regretting it. You damn idiot! You just asked her that when we left! He mentally slapped himself.

Ginny gave him a weird look.

"I'm...fine," she replied. Who am I kidding? This is the last place I want to be. She tried to smile, hoping that he would take that as a sign that she was having a good time.

Harry smiled back and they entered the carriages, not knowing that Draco and Blaise were in the carriage behind them.

"So, when am I going to get the money?" Blaise asked. Draco paid no attention to him; he was too busy trying to see if Harry was doing anything 'inappropriate'.

"Malfoy!" Blaise cried, waving his hand in front of Draco's face.

"What?" he snapped.

"When am I going to get the money?" Blaise repeated.

"Later," Draco said and returned to his spying. Blaise sighed.

"Who do you think will win the Cup this year?" Harry asked, trying to make small talk.

"Hopefully the Cannons will," Ginny replied, the manic Quidditch glint back in her eyes.

"Is it another Weasley thing?" Harry teased, remembering Ron's Chudley Cannon Orange bedroom.

"Nah, I like the Cannons but I'm not obsessed with them and I don't try to stalk them either. Unlike someone else I know...coughRONcough" Ginny said, smirking.

Harry laughed. Finally, we're not dancing around each other anymore, he thought.

"So do you want to go get a butterbeer?" Harry asked as soon as they got off the carriages.

"Sure," Ginny replied and they returned to their awkward state, Ginny keeping distance from him.

They went inside and sat in a booth.

"Um, I'll go get the drinks then," Harry said and left.

Ginny absently looked around the Three Broomsticks and spotted Leah and Colin talking closely. She waved to them but they were too busy talking and staring at each other. Ginny sighed. This sucks; I don't have anyone to talk to...if only Hermione were here as well. I'd even be grateful if Ron were here, even though he is the biggest prat in the world. Not including Voldemort.

Harry came back with two butterbeers.

"I know you like it cold," Harry said, giving Ginny her drink.

"Thanks," she said with a strained smile.

They sipped their drinks quietly, not quite sure about what to say to each other.

"Okay, one thing that bothers me is that we're supposed to be friends. How come we're not talking?" Ginny blurted out. Glad I got that off my chest.

Harry frowned.

"I don't know. I mean, we don't really hang out together outside of Hogwarts, apart from the Burrow and...you-know-where, so I guess it takes some time to adjust to it," Harry said. He couldn't bring up Number Twelve Grimmauld Place.

"Mmm," Ginny said, nodding her head. That's stupid; we've been to Hogsmeade together before. I think the REAL reason is that we're bloody alone together!

"Do you want to go to Honeydukes for some chocolate?" Harry asked.

"Um, Harry, you already got me some chocolate, remember?" Ginny said, thinking of the pink-polka-dotted owls.

Harry blushed. "Well, I want to get you some more," he reasoned.

"Fine, let's go." Who could refuse some nice, milky Honeydukes' Best Chocolate?

Draco and Blaise sat in the corner booth. Draco could tell that Ginny was bored and frustrated, as well as Blaise.

"You can leave if you want to, Zabini," Draco drawled, still staring at the redhead a few booths in front of them.

"I need to get the money first," Blaise said, drumming his fingers on the table.

"Here," Draco thrust fifteen galleons into his hands.

"Thanks! I didn't even do anything!" With that, he bounced off, grinning.

Draco shook his head, sighing. He turned his attention back to the Gryffindors. I can't believe a girl like her is with a guy like HIM! What was she thinking? Potter's too damn perfect; he's a fake. Ginny needs a guy who has flaws; someone who can control her cursed temper without getting hurt...I guess I'll have to work on that then.

Draco snapped out of his thoughts and realized they were leaving. He waited for a few seconds before following them.

Ginny and Harry walked along the streets of Hogsmeade, passing the little cottages and shops. Both of them didn't know that a pale-haired boy was a few metres behind them, although Ginny did sense a presence. But there were lots of Hogwarts students walking around so she soon forgot about it.

They were passing Fred and George's outlet and Ginny wanted to see her brothers. They went inside.

"Hi, Forge!" Ginny greeted as she saw George.

"Ickle Ginnikins! You're all grown up! On a date with your beloved Boy-Who-Lived," George said, pretending to cry.

Both Harry and Ginny blushed. Draco was right outside the door, hearing everything they said.

"Where's Fred?" Harry asked.

"Why do you want to know where he is? Am I not good enough to entertain you lovebirds?" George said.

"No, he just likes Fred better," Ginny said, sticking her tongue out at him.

"You're making me cry again!" George said, sniffing.

"Ah, grow up," Ginny told him.

"Malfoy!" George suddenly cried. Surprisingly, he was grinning, with dollar signs in his eyes.

"Malfoy!" Harry snarled, having a totally different reaction. Ginny felt him tense up beside her.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Ginny asked anxiously. God, you just had to do this to me, didn't you?

"Now, now, Ginny, be nice to our customer," George said, mock scolding her.

"Yeah, Malfoy buys tons of our stuff," Fred said, coming out of the store room.

"Let's go, Gin," Harry said, pushing past Malfoy while glaring at him. Ginny looked at Draco before following Harry outside.

"So, what are you going to buy, Malfoy? Ferret pastries?" Fred asked innocently.

"Actually, I didn't come in here to buy anything. I just came in here to say hi," Draco said.

"Er, okay..." George said, exchanging glances with his twin.

"Yeah, I'll be going now. Bye!" Draco said hurriedly, rushing out of the door.

"That was weird, Forge. He didn't even blow up over the ferret pastries. And did you see the way he looked at Ginny?" Fred asked.

"Gred, you're imagining things. Come on, let's get back to work," George said and they went back to the store room.

Ginny couldn't help but think about the way Malfoy looked at her and Harry together. She could swear that she saw hurt in his eyes. First time I actually sense a trace of emotion on his face. Meanwhile, Harry was having other ideas about him.

"Damn Malfoy," Harry muttered.

"Oh come on, he's not that bad," Ginny said.

"Ginny, you don't understand."

"You think I don't understand? I think there are a hell of a lot of things that I understand more than you do! What makes you think I don't understand?" Ginny said angrily.

"You're naive, Ginny. Not everyone in the world is good."

"YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT? YOU REALLY ARE A FUCKING PRAT!" Ginny shrieked, drawing many stares.

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry," Harry whispered.

"Good," Ginny said coolly.

"How about I pay for what you buy at Honeydukes?" Harry suggested.

"Okay!" Ginny said, grinning. That's what sugar does to her, Harry thought.

They went inside the store. Ginny selected some chocolate frogs, sugar quills, Bertie Bott's Every-Flavour Beans, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, pepper imps, levitating sherbet balls, chocolate fudge, strawberry flavoured chocoballs and a lot more. How can she eat so much and still stay so thin? Harry asked himself.

While Ginny was snatching all that she could find, Harry went over to the Valentines' Specials. He found an enormous heart-shaped chocolate biscuit and decided to buy it. Harry waited for Ginny to finish getting all the sweets in the entire store and bought it. Holy shit, 100 galleons!

"Ginny, I want to give you something else," Harry said.

"What is it?" Ginny asked, sensing chocolate again. Yum! This has got to be the best day of my life. I have enough sweets to last for the rest of the month!

Harry gave her the heart-shaped chocolate biscuit.

"It's huge! Thank you!" Ginny squealed, launching herself at him. As they say, a way to a girl's heart is by giving her food.

She pulled away and found Harry slowly leaning down. Ginny slowly leaned back, trying to keep distance from him. Unfortunately, he didn't receive the signals and kissed her.

This is weird! That was the only thing that crossed Ginny's mind. She heard the door open and saw Draco standing in the doorway with a look of disgust and disappointment on his face. Her eyes widened. Ginny immediately pushed Harry away and slapped him as hard as she could. She turned back to Draco. It was too late. He was gone.

A/N: dun dun dun dun! What will Ginny do? Will poor Harry ever get Ginny to like him? What will Draco do? If you want the next chapter, REVIEW!

Originally written: May 2005