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Disclaimer: I don't own any HP characters, JKR does. I do own Jenna. Kinda sad. Wouldn't mind owning Harry… or Draco. And a luxury home in Spain. And a big bowl of chocolate cherries… starts drooling
Anyway, here's the next chappie…
Two can play that game!
Ginny woke up fresh and full of energy. She was back home, she was back at Hogwarts. Glancing around her dorm, she saw that every one was still asleep. Ginny realized why. It was only 5 o'clock. Quickly dressing herself in a dark green top and tight- fit jean, she tiptoed into the Gryffindor Common Room. An owl was perched on one of the desks and flew towards Ginny.
Miss Weasley,
Due to your Outstanding work last year, I'm pleased to inform you that you are one of the first students to be submitted to an Extra Curricular Program which involves you moving up into seventh year classes of your choices. I would recommend Charms, Potions and Defence Against the Dark Arts and, of course, Transfiguration. All of these recommended classes will be particularly benefiting to you and if you like, you can have the chance to take your N.E.W.T.s early. Each student will have a 7th year mentor. I'm also led to believe that your friend, Jenna, is participating too. All of the students are meeting at my office at 6 o'clock tonight.
Sincerely,
Professor. M. McGonagall
Ginny nearly dropped the letter in shock. She was being moved up a year. Her spirits now lifted even more than ever, she grabbed her broom and sprinted down to the Quidditch pitch. Ginny had always felt that flying was the best way to celebrate something or just free yourself. Even though she hadn't joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team until last year, she had often nicked one of the school brooms and flown around late at night, particularly in her first year. As far away to a certain diary as possible…
She shuddered at the memory and continued down to the pitch. It was a glorious Autumn day. The leaves on the trees had begun to brown and the air smelt musky. Just the way she liked it.
Ginny had been flying wildly around the pitch for a while. She loved to fly. She felt free. You had no worries and nothing to bother you. It was completely your own. No one there to bother you.
Just as Ginny had thought that, she got her broom to hover in the air and watched as the glorious auburn and marigold sunrise captured the whole of Hogwarts in its radiance. She sighed. Absolutely beautiful. She wished she had brought her sketch book with her. And it was only her that could see this. It was as if she was the only one who owned this magnificent sight.
As soon as she had thought that, she was quickly taken away from her thoughts. Some one on the ground was whistling up at her. Squinting into the distance, she could make out a mop of blonde hair, clad in green clothing. She knew exactly who it was and choose to ignore them. Purposely.
"Oi Weasel. Mind getting your arse out of here. I booked the pitch for first thing in the morning." Malfoy yelled as he flew up to her, hovering beside her. She made no response. Just kept on staring ahead of her. Malfoy followed her line of vision and was taken aback.
"Beautiful, isn't it, Draco?" Ginny murmured so softly that Malfoy barely heard her. Malfoy stared at her in disbelief. She had just called him by his first name!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You just called me Draco!"
"What!" Ginny snapped out of her just and it seemed as if she had only just realized that he was there. It reminded him greatly of Professor Trelawney.
"Did I? Oh… Well, I didn't mean to. Just one of those moments when I wasn't thinking straight." She sneered and flew to the other end of the pitch, Draco tailing her. She noticed he was following her and increased her speed. He remained behind her. Ginny felt herself begin to get irritated. Two could play that game.