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Chapter 7
" And that's why you use Drancancula Medienses", and then he paused, " is there something wrong Weasely?" was Snape's abrupt cessation.
He looked at the girl curiously, there was definitely something different, but he could'nt quite put his finger to it. Her work in potions had improved dramatically, really the girl had been giving him nightmares over it. He studied her carefully, but it seemed so obscure that the answer evaded him. Well he would get to it sooner or later, there was very little that evaded him.
" Umm no Professor, no everything's just fine." Her heart rate quickened, she was'nt about to admit to him that her thoughts had been with a handsome quidditch player. She longed for the moment where she saw him at the end of the day, really the day was too long. And people like Snape made it longer, she thought dryly.
He gave her one more astute look before snapping, " that's it for this class, I want a five page report on this by tomorrow." He strode out, his robes billowing behind him.
Typically Snape, she thought, wanting his work to have paramount importance over all else. Well she knew she would'nt have a problem with it, it just gave her and Draco one more legitimate excuse to spend time together in addition to all the illlegitimate one's.
She gathered her books and left the class. He had changed her, and she could feel him in every fibre of her being, even when he was not there. All her senses were finely tuned, and she was very deliciously aware of him. And she wondered why she had wasted so much time by fighting him.
" Ginny, what are you doing out of class?" came that proprietorial tone behind her. She turned around, to be confronted by Ron. She smiled, she was very fond of her brother, and she loved him a lot. She was closer to him than she was to any of her other brothers, but around him she felt very confused these days.
There was so much going on in her life these days, and he was unaware of it all, blissfully or otherwise. The problem was that even when she wanted to sit and have a brother – sister chat with him, he was never around. She missed the old days, when he was always around, things changed when he and Hermione were mutually involved with each other. Now she had to seek him out, and things like this one could'nt come out in the open and just state.
Earlier she and everything concerning her had been the first priority in his life. She knew that things could never again be the same, and there was someone else in his life, and she was willing to take the back seat, move over gracefully, and get on with her life. Someday, she would be the first priority in someone's life, but it was not today.
" Well, I have a break now, what about you, are you free?" she smiled at him. Ron had grown to be a very good looking young man, and nothing would change his ability to make her want to hit him and hug him at the same time.
He looked at his watch, " no I have some work" and left, leaving her staring at his retreating back. She felt a little disappointed. Sighing she turned to go. Unfortunately he would pop in her life from time to time, whenever he felt fit to do so. It could be once in a month, a week or a few days, and he demanded to know everything that was going on in her life, quick as a flash. And when he felt he had been occluded from some major event in her life, he felt hurt.
But how was it possible for her to put into words, everything she had been feeling over these past few days, in just a few seconds? Was she supposed to just say casually, " by the way I'm attracted to Draco" and then when he blinked incredulously confirm, " yes, the Draco Malfoy."
She could'nt blame him either, for he was in love, but all this made her feel very uneasy. Earlier she and Hermione, had shared an easy rapport, but off late, she was finding it hard to find common ground. The more wrapped they got in each other's sentiments, the more alien she felt.
But when she saw him at the end of the day, all her confusion disappeared. She had absolutely no idea what magic he weaved over her senses, except she was very sure it was anything but magic.
She kissed his lips, drinking in his bitter sweetness. He made her feel complete, like no one had ever made her feel, and she had a feeling no one ever will. She ran her hands in his smooth, silky har. Draco looked at her questioningly, she usually was'nt so demonstrative, or one to take the first step. She had had to be coaxed right from the start.
She blinked at him, " please Draco" , she whispered, and he looked at her for a long moment before fusing his lips with her own. Tomorrow was another day, but right now, she needed this, and above all felt the need to be needed.
Well everyone, how was this chapter. This is my attempt at writing a mature fic, one that everyone can relate to for I'm sure that everyone of you'll would have gone through all these stages of human emotion at some point or the other, I'm just putting them into words. I did'nt want this to be just panting hormones.
I hope I've achieved it. Please review, I love to read what you'll think. Once again it helps me assess emotions. If you leave your email id, I'll let you know when I update.
Chapter 7
" And that's why you use Drancancula Medienses", and then he paused, " is there something wrong Weasely?" was Snape's abrupt cessation.
He looked at the girl curiously, there was definitely something different, but he could'nt quite put his finger to it. Her work in potions had improved dramatically, really the girl had been giving him nightmares over it. He studied her carefully, but it seemed so obscure that the answer evaded him. Well he would get to it sooner or later, there was very little that evaded him.
" Umm no Professor, no everything's just fine." Her heart rate quickened, she was'nt about to admit to him that her thoughts had been with a handsome quidditch player. She longed for the moment where she saw him at the end of the day, really the day was too long. And people like Snape made it longer, she thought dryly.
He gave her one more astute look before snapping, " that's it for this class, I want a five page report on this by tomorrow." He strode out, his robes billowing behind him.
Typically Snape, she thought, wanting his work to have paramount importance over all else. Well she knew she would'nt have a problem with it, it just gave her and Draco one more legitimate excuse to spend time together in addition to all the illlegitimate one's.
She gathered her books and left the class. He had changed her, and she could feel him in every fibre of her being, even when he was not there. All her senses were finely tuned, and she was very deliciously aware of him. And she wondered why she had wasted so much time by fighting him.
" Ginny, what are you doing out of class?" came that proprietorial tone behind her. She turned around, to be confronted by Ron. She smiled, she was very fond of her brother, and she loved him a lot. She was closer to him than she was to any of her other brothers, but around him she felt very confused these days.
There was so much going on in her life these days, and he was unaware of it all, blissfully or otherwise. The problem was that even when she wanted to sit and have a brother – sister chat with him, he was never around. She missed the old days, when he was always around, things changed when he and Hermione were mutually involved with each other. Now she had to seek him out, and things like this one could'nt come out in the open and just state.
Earlier she and everything concerning her had been the first priority in his life. She knew that things could never again be the same, and there was someone else in his life, and she was willing to take the back seat, move over gracefully, and get on with her life. Someday, she would be the first priority in someone's life, but it was not today.
" Well, I have a break now, what about you, are you free?" she smiled at him. Ron had grown to be a very good looking young man, and nothing would change his ability to make her want to hit him and hug him at the same time.
He looked at his watch, " no I have some work" and left, leaving her staring at his retreating back. She felt a little disappointed. Sighing she turned to go. Unfortunately he would pop in her life from time to time, whenever he felt fit to do so. It could be once in a month, a week or a few days, and he demanded to know everything that was going on in her life, quick as a flash. And when he felt he had been occluded from some major event in her life, he felt hurt.
But how was it possible for her to put into words, everything she had been feeling over these past few days, in just a few seconds? Was she supposed to just say casually, " by the way I'm attracted to Draco" and then when he blinked incredulously confirm, " yes, the Draco Malfoy."
She could'nt blame him either, for he was in love, but all this made her feel very uneasy. Earlier she and Hermione, had shared an easy rapport, but off late, she was finding it hard to find common ground. The more wrapped they got in each other's sentiments, the more alien she felt.
But when she saw him at the end of the day, all her confusion disappeared. She had absolutely no idea what magic he weaved over her senses, except she was very sure it was anything but magic.
She kissed his lips, drinking in his bitter sweetness. He made her feel complete, like no one had ever made her feel, and she had a feeling no one ever will. She ran her hands in his smooth, silky har. Draco looked at her questioningly, she usually was'nt so demonstrative, or one to take the first step. She had had to be coaxed right from the start.
She blinked at him, " please Draco" , she whispered, and he looked at her for a long moment before fusing his lips with her own. Tomorrow was another day, but right now, she needed this, and above all felt the need to be needed.
Well everyone, how was this chapter. This is my attempt at writing a mature fic, one that everyone can relate to for I'm sure that everyone of you'll would have gone through all these stages of human emotion at some point or the other, I'm just putting them into words. I did'nt want this to be just panting hormones.
I hope I've achieved it. Please review, I love to read what you'll think. Once again it helps me assess emotions. If you leave your email id, I'll let you know when I update.