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Chapter 3: The Right Kind of Wrong
Ginny made her way back up to the common room in a daze. She had no idea what Dumbledore was trying to tell her by showing her this. Harry had told her that Dumbledore always knew more than he let on, and tended to be cryptic in his messages. All the same, Ginny was at a loss to understand what the prophecy had to do with her. She shook her head as she climbed the staircase, changed into her pajamas, and promptly fell asleep.
The next day was the start of lessons. Ginny was glad to finally be in her sixth year, as it gave her a lot of control over her schedule. For instance, she was no longer forced to take History of Magic and Divination. She started off Monday morning with her head of house, McGonagall. She had never developed a love for Transfiguration, but she liked it well enough. She was hoping, one day, that she would become an animagus, and knew that the sixth year class taught some of the principles of Animagi.
Her full schedule kept her busy through her first week back at school, and she was more than glad to see the weekend come. She, Colin, and Luna had made plans to have lunch out by the lake that Saturday, and she was looking forward to spending time with her friends again.
Saturday came and Ginny, along with most of the students, woke up late. She took a short shower, dressed, and made her way down to the grounds to meet Colin and Luna. While she was passing the stairway that led down to the dungeons someone grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her down the stairs. She looked up in anger, ready to strike her kidnapper when she saw who it was.
"Blaise? What do you want?"
"I haven't seen you all week little Red, I was hoping we could spend some time together." Ginny looked up at him. He was handsome, she could not deny that, but the anonymous warning stuck in her mind.
"I'm sorry, I was just going to meet some of my friends, maybe another time…"
"Yes, another time…" he said, resigning almost too easily for a Slytherin.
Ginny pushed the negative thoughts out of her mind and made her way down to the lake to meet her friends. They were waiting for her, with the food spread out on the grass. Ginny sat down, famished, and tore into the roasted chicken the house elves had prepared.
The three of the talked for a while, as the food slowly disappeared. Luna finally asked about Ginny's meeting with Dumbledore. The first week had been so busy that Ginny hadn't had a chance to talk to them alone so that she could tell them about the prophecy. They sat in silence for a while after Ginny repeated what she had seen.
"And I'm just so confused, I don't understand what Dumbledore is trying to tell me," Ginny said frustrated.
"You don't!" Colin asked incredulously.
"No…" Ginny said. "I don't. Why? Do you?"
"Well, duh!" Luna interjected. "The lioness is you!"
"It can't be," Ginny argued obstinantly.
"Think about it dear," Colin offered. "You're the first female to be born into the Weasley's in HOW long? Think about that line, 'The first lioness to be born in many generations of the blood has been brought forth', that's obviously you!"
"And what about 'She has already suffered the bite of the snake, and the tears of fire have brought her back to the living'?" Luna said. "What happened in your first year, the bite of a snake, and the tears of fire, didn't Fawkes save you and Harry? His tears saved Harry, who saved you, didn't they?"
"I guess," Ginny said weakly. "But, who is the dragon?" she asked.
"Well, I've got a theory, but you won't like it," Colin said tentatively.
"Let's hear it…" Ginny said, resigning herself to the worst.
"Draco Mal…"
"DO NOT FINISH THAT SENTENCE COLIN!" Ginny yelled. "It can't be him, I refuse to have anything to do with any of them."
"I think you might be right Colin. I mean, did you feel the connection between them on the train? It was insane, I've never seen anything like it."
Ginny sighed in frustration and got up to walk around. She walked out towards the Quidditch Pitch, and heard the faint, familiar sounds of a guitar in the distance. She made her way towards it, and found none other than Draco Malfoy. He had his eyes closed, like she often did when she was concentrating on a new song. He sang softly under his breath.
He opened his eyes, seeing Ginny for the first time. He looked shocked for a moment, and quickly composed his face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. I'll just go," Ginny said, hurriedly, afraid to look in his eyes.
"No, stay. I want you to hear something anyway…" Draco took a deep breath and began to play. When he opened his mouth to sing, his voice fell out like a rich honey, Ginny was transfixed.
Six days went byTrying to forget her face
It was you and I
We were to young for these games
And all the pictures that I kept
And all the things I should have said
It was you and I
But mostly me
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Six weeks went by
Still pretending that I'm fine
It was you and I
Holding back what's on our minds
And all the things I should have said
And all the letters left unsent
It was you and I
But mostly me
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Six months went by
I almost forgot your face
Till they played that song tonight
The one we used to hate
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you(I'm lost in you)
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you(I'm lost in you)
And I can't find myself again
Again
Again
The song finished, and Ginny was still too shocked to say anything to him. Draco opened his mouth to speak, and his voice came out in barely more than a whisper. "I don't know why, but I haven't been able to get you off my mind…I just…can't. And I don't understand why. We've hated each other as long as we've known each other…it was never meant to happen."
"I'm afraid it was…" Ginny said fearfully, reaching out to take the guitar from him. "I have something you should hear as well."
Draco sat transfixed as Ginny bent her head to look at the guitar. She took a deep breath, and her cherry lips parted, and the voice of an angel left them.
Know all about
About your reputationAnd how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless
Every time that I'm where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it anymore
Oh I know, I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
Well I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
Might be a mistake
A mistake I'm making
But what you're giving I am happy to be taking
Cause no one's ever made me feel
The way I feel when I'm in your arms
They say you're something I should do without
They don't know what goes on
When the lights go out
There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
Well I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
I should try to run
But I just can't seem to
Cause every time I run you're the one I run to
Can't do without, what you do to me
I don't care if I'm in too deep
Know all about
About your reputation
And how its' bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless
Every time that I'm where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it anymore
Oh I know I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
Well I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
The two of them stared at each other. Ginny wasn't sure how it happened, or who moved first, but suddenly, Draco's lips were on hers, and she had no desire to push him away. Ginny had been kissed before, but this, this was different. She felt like every part of her was on fire, and though she knew she needed air, she needed the kiss even more. Finally, after an eternity that was all too short, they broke apart, both breathing heavily.
"This…is…wrong…" Ginny managed, between breaths.
"But, you already said it, it's the right kind of wrong."
"I…yes, I suppose I did. It's just all so…new," Ginny said, looking at her feet. Draco put his hand under her chin and lifted it slightly so that she was looking him in the eye. He moved to kiss her again, but she turned away at the last second.
"Damn it Ginny! What do you want from me? I'm putting myself on the ledge doing this, do you think it's easy for me to fancy someone I hate! Don't do this to me if you're not sure what you want, I won't put up with it, damnit!" Draco yelled.
Ginny looked up at him, opened her mouth to explain, saw the anger in Draco's face and a sob caught in her throat. She choked on the sob, took a deep breath, suppressing the tears that were threatening to fall, and said, "I'll make sure not to make that mistake again."
"What mistake? You're not making any sense!" Draco snapped.
"The mistake of thinking that you could change. But you're no different than you ever were. You're just like your father, the bastard."
"Do…Not…Compare…Me…To…My…Father…" Draco forced out through gritted teeth.
"Then don't act like him," and with this Ginny turned on her heel and ran for the castle. She could barely see for the mist that was forming in her eyes.
'I should have known better, I should neverhave given him the chance. He'll never change. All he wants in some common slag to snog and shag whenever the hell he wants. What in the hell was I thinking?'
The week passed slowly for Draco. He couldn't seem to concentrate on anything but Ginny. He knew that he had fucked up. As soon as he said what he did he immediately regretted it, though he would never admit that to anyone else. He had essentially told her that he hated her, but fancied her at the same time. Not a smart thing to tell a girl. But, all the same, she was being a little irrational about it, and there was no way in hell he was apologizing to her.
He was annoyed though. She hadn't caught his eye all week. She faced away from him at mealtimes, talking animatedly with that Creevey Boy. He never saw her between classes anymore either. It annoyed him. She was perfectly fine after everything. It was like he had never existed to her. That just wouldn't do.
When Ginny left the Great Hall that night from dinner with Colin, Draco stood up. He caught up to them and intercepted them at the stairs that led to Gryffindor tower.
"Hey, mudblood, get lost."
"Please, Malfoy, what makes you think I'll be leaving on your account. You think you're so big and tough, but all you've got are wizards for parents and money. What does that get you? It means nothing in the end," Colin said, squaring up to Malfoy.
"It gets me power and respect, what else do you need?" Malfoy said contemptuously.
"Love…" Ginny said softly. "If you can't let yourself love, and you chase away the few that are willing to put themselves out for you just because you misread the signs, you'll never truly be complete. My family has very little money, but I don't care, because I know that they love me. Does your father love you Draco? Do you have anyone who you let yourself love? Give it a chance."
"Love is overrated, the weak fall back on it for support when they've got nothing else to go to," Draco replied.
"Not true, and if you honestly believe that, I feel sorry for you."
"I do believe it, but don't pity me, I have all I need."
"Oh, and by the way," Ginny said, as though she was just reminded of it. "Part of love means apologizing for the stupid things that you do because you're in love. Like sticking your foot in your mouth."
"I…"
"Goodnight, Draco," and with this Ginny and Colin walked up to the common room, leaving behind a very stunned and annoyed Draco.
'The brat got the last word, and she expects me to apologize?'
Back in the Gryffindor common room Colin rounded on Ginny. "Out with it!"
"Out with what?"
"Do you like him? What happened between you two back there?"
"Colin! It's Dra-MALFOY! And I'm a Weasley, how well would that work out?"
Colin groaned in frustration, "Damn it woman! Answer the question, don't avoid it."
"I…" Ginny started, realizing that she had no argument to counter it with. "Yes, I do, but he's pissed at me for no reason at all." With this, Ginny launched into an explanation of what had happened with Draco. Honestly, the only reason she had turned away was because she wanted to talk about what was happening. Now, Draco wouldn't stick around long enough for her to explain herself to him. She wasn't apologizing, that was for sure.
"Write to him. Tell him off, explain everything, I don't really care WHAT you do, just stop acting to surly all the tim" Colin offered.
"I…I suppose that might be a good idea. I'll do it tomorrow…"
"Nope, today. You'll chicken out if you wait. Here," he said, pulling a piece of parchment and a quill out and handing them to her.
Draco,
I don't know why you're mad at me, but you are. I won't waste ink yelling at you, but I will tell you this.
I pulled away because I wanted to talk to you, not because I was having second thoughts. This relationship is a big thing for both of us, and we need to think it through fully before we jump into it.
So, you're being irrational…
Little Red Riding Hood
She sent it off with Colin's owl, knowing it wouldn't reach him until the next morning when all of the other owls delivered their post. She went to bed, waiting for his response in the morning.
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