Draco sat in his room waiting helplessly. Pansy walked in. "You look pathetic you know." she said as she leaned against the wall. "You are really annoying." Draco shouted. "Oh please we all know that." she said. She laughed. "Draco shook his head. "You make no sense!" he said. "Well I'm trying." she said.
Draco ran a hand through his platinum blonde hair. He rolled his grey eyes. And started to continue reading his book. "Draco what are you doing?" she asked. "No of your Damned business Pansy!" he yelled. "Are you reading a diary?" she asked. "No!" Draco said a little too fast. "Sounds like it to me!" she said. "Pansy why don't you snog someone who cares?" Draco said. "Why do you not care?" she asked. "Yes you are correct." he said.
"Gees, I'll get out if that's so important." she said. "Thank you!" Draco shouted. She left and shook her head. Draco got up and left for Dinner. He gave up on reading the thin and fine print. He was rather tall. 6'2. Not to bad.
He walked out of the common room. Pansy listened to him and was snogging Goyle and heading back inside the common room. Draco shook his head. Bloody whore. He walked on. He looked over towards the Great Hall and to the Library think he might find something better.
He walked down in the restricted isle and looked at books there. He couldn't fiind anything worth reading so he went out of that section. Then he found himself in the Potion books section. "Well that's not right..hmmm..." he would repeat over and over again. He stopped when he heard someone enter the Library.
"Ron you'd think after I've told you one million times that there is a difference between a muggle boot and a muggle shoe." a girl voice said. Draco smirked and found a blonde girl talking to the Weasel-boy. "Well if you look at the picture it tells you everything." Ron said. "Gees Ron you can't always rely on the picture." The girl said.
"Grr..Ginny boots and shoes are the same. Yopu out them on your feet." Ron said. 'Ginny?' Draco thought flashes from the past went through his head.
Flaskback
"Hello Ginny." Mr Weasley said. "Daddy!" The girl screamed. Ginny jumped of the stairs into her fathers arms. "I heard you got stuck in the drain again." he said. "That's because Ron and I were playing hide-and-go-seek." She lied. "But then Harry and Bill found you." Mr Weasley said. "But that's because they were playing too." Ginny lied again.
End of Flashback
Flaskback
"Oh look a hole! This must be it." Ginny said. Ginny crawled up and saw she was in the middle of the forest."Yup this is it!" Ginny said smiling. She reached her hand into the hole. But Draco didn't take it. He just crawled up himself instead. Ginny sighed and stood back up wandering around in the forest.
End of Flashback
Draco gaped just remembering her. Draco stopped and smirked thinking he could mess with her head. He walked over. "Now there is a difference it's the style." Draco said. Ginny nodded. "And for once-" Ginny turned to see who it was, "The ferret was right." Ginny said. Ron growled. "Leave us alone Malfoy." he said. Ginny nodded.
Draco frowned. "Fine." he said. It was Ginny's turn to smirk. Draco grimaced and turned away. Ginny sighed and continued arguing with Ron about shoes. Once that was done she walked back up to her common room.
She tied her bleach blonde hair into a pony-tail and started reading in her text book. Yes, Ginny was smart, pretty, and rather clever but the fact was she needed a life. All she did was get 'great' grades and write about Harry Potter in her diary. AT the burrow life was all right. She'd spend her days in her room or at the tree of Good and Knowledge but she didn't have a close friend, she didn't get the GREAT grades her Mother wanted, or better yet someone to love her like a boyfriend.
She sighed flipping through the pages reading more in her Muggle Studies book.
"Muggles use toilets to send their waste out of there kidneys like Wizards and Witches do."Ginny read. She made a sick face and closed her book giving up.She walked inot the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She washed her face puting eyeliner on and more mascara.
This is who she wanted to be. Different. Ginny sighed and felt a tear stream down her face. That was someone she wasn't but someone she wanted to be.
Drraco went back to his dorm and find Pansy again. She was laying on his bed. "So how did it go Draco?" she asked. "Pansy leave." Draco said. "Well just to tell you Chantel was looking for you." Pansy said. "Look Pansy I need to be alone." Draco said. "Tell Chantel to come up then. I need to talk to her." Draco said. "So you'll talk to Chantel and not me." Pansy said offended. "That's because she's my cousin and your not." Draco said. "Whatever Draco." Pansy left.
Draco went to his study and found Chantel and looking through books. "Hello Draco." She said. Draco jumped out of his skin seeing her there. "Sorry Draco did I scare you?" Chantel asked. "Well yes, why else did I yelp." Draco said. "You areacting tense Draco there is someone bothering you." Chantel said. "Yes you are indeed correct." he said.
Chantel flicked her brown hair back. Her blue eyes stared at him. "Well there is this girl." Draco started. "Go on tell me it all." Chantel said.
"I've seen her when we were younger but now its not like she remembers me and well I wanted to mess with her head. I never realized that she was her ya know?" Draco said. "It's Ginny Weasely isn't it?" Chantel asked. "Yes." Draco said.
"When she had her memory erased at age 13 because well she wanted nothing to do with the Chamber. But apparently you were mixed into it." Chantel said. "How do you know?"Draco asked. "Her diary is in the Library Diary section. I've read them all." Chantel said.
"Oh." he said, Chantel smiled. "Well that's what I wanted to hear." Draco said. "I'm glad I was of asistance now I must go because a certain someone is waiting." Chantel said. "Who?" Draco asked. "Draco I'm married to Blaise Zabini I'm stuck with Blaise Zabini." Chantel said. Draco sighed.
He hated reality he wanted to be away from life. Tat's what he wanted. Malfoys get what they want. Malfoys get what they want.
Draco smirk at his thought. He grabbed the knife in his bathroom and thought about were to put it. She stroked it across his arm and fell to the ground in pain.