Chapter Six

It was several more weeks before the seconds mysterious event occurred. The Gryffindor ghost, Nearly Headless Nick and a Gryffindor First Year; Colin Creevy, were found frozen in the same hallway. On the wall writing was written again in thick, red, letters. Ginny shivered as she saw them and she quickly turned away, running to the Slytherin Dormitories where she knew Draco, Blaise, and Millicent would be to discuss this latest event.

When she reached Draco's room though, he was there alone, Blaise and Millicent had not arrived yet.

Ginny sat down breathless,

"It's happened again! But this time it's worse…" She trailed off.

"I already know." Draco said smoothly, "I have been informed."

"Where are Blaise and Millicent?" Ginny asked, slightly miffed that Draco knew.

"They are preoccupied. Apparently Blaise has taken Millicent out to the lake, but mind you it 'is not a date'."

Ginny couldn't help but smile. Blaise and Millicent had liked each other for as long as she knew them, and yet neither of them could gather up the guts to ask the other one out.

"So, I gather you came in here to moan about how Potter couldn't possibly be responsible for these incidents?" Draco said sarcastically.

Ginny sighed. Draco knew her a little too well.

"He really didn't do it." Ginny stated firmly, "And I have proof this time."

"Really?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes." Ginny replied, "Hermione said that Harry had nothing to do with it."

"Please!" Draco rolled his eyes, "Hermione said that Harry had nothing to do with it! Ginny, that girl is in love with Potter, you can't trust what she says!"

Ginny started. "Hermione isn't in love with Harry." She said firmly, though within she was reeling. Could it be true? Was he right?

Draco turned away from her, examining his fingers, "Face it, Ginny darling, your friend Granger is in love with Potter. So I suggest you get over your pathetic puppy love for him rather quickly."

Ginny glared at him, "You're saying that I don't stand a chance against Hermione? That Harry would pick her over me?" Her voice rang shrilly across the room.

"I am saying, Ginerva, that you do not love Potter. You love the Boy-Who-Lived."

Ginny rose up angrily, "No I am not. And this isn't what I came in to talk to you about. What I want to know is if you know anything about Slytherin's Heir?"

Draco sighed in exasperation, "Ginny, if I knew anything about that, don't you think I would have told you already?"

Ginny was silent, pondering what he had said. Right now she didn't know what to think. Draco might tell her, but it was even more probable that he wouldn't tell her.

As her expressions changed, Ginny realized too late that Draco had read every one of them.

"You don't believe me." He said smoothly.

"It's not that…I don't believe you, Draco." Ginny paused, trying to think of something, "I just don't know what to think. This is happening all too fast." She shook her head, "First Year was supposed to be nice and easy; simple. Nothing out of the ordinary was supposed to happen."

"One must come to expect, Ginerva that as long as the Great Harry Potter is in the school, there will never be a normal year." Draco stated.

Ginny sighed, returning to the original subject. "Do you have any idea who the Heir of Slytherin is?"

"No, I do not." Draco snapped, "Now if you don't mind, could we speak of something else? For instance," He looked over at her, "How exactly did you manage to speak with Granger? I was under the impression that you were both in separate years and houses?"

Ginny shifted uncomfortably, "I got the Gryffindor password."

Draco's eyebrows shot up, "Oh. Quite the little Slytherin I see. We can have great expectations from you someday." He smiled faintly, "I will be looking forward to that."

Ginny laughed, "You make it sound as if I'm some sort of weapon!"

Draco's expression did not change, "You do not think of yourself as one?"

Ginny shrugged, "No, why should I?"

Draco turned to face the fire, ignoring her completely. Now, if it were Blaise or Millicent in the room, both would know that at this point they should best leave. When Draco didn't answer your question, you let it go, and hoped that someone else could give you an answer. But Ginny was a redhead, and a Weasley at that, so she went right on ahead and repeated her question anyways.

"Why should I think of myself as a weapon?" She prodded.

Draco continued to ignore the question, "Ginerva, I think it's time you left for your dormitory. It's rather late."

Ginny's eyes subconsciously checked the time. It was only 7:10. "It's far too early."

"Then go do homework or ogle at Precious Potter—whatever it is you do. Just so long as you get out of my room."

"Fine!" Ginny answered huffily, "I'll just go talk to Hermione!"

She took care to slam the door extra loud upon her exit.

Hermione was found in the Library, alone, with a mound of books beside her. Ginny slid into the chair next to Hermione.

"Where's Harry?" She asked.

Hermione looked up from the book at Ginny quickly before dropping her gaze to its pages again, "Professor Dumbledore is speaking with him."

"Still?"

Hermione nodded.

"Where's Ron?"

"Playing chess…with Neville." Hermione replied.

Ginny's eyes nearly popped out, "At a time like this!" She squawked.

Hermione nodded, "According to Ron, it helps him think better and it calms his nerves."

Ginny rolled her eyes and looked over Hermione's shoulder, "What are you studying?"

The older girl didn't look up, "Serpents of the deep. I think I read of one once…" She trailed off, not wanting to continue, "…that interested me." She finished.

Ginny wasn't fooled, but she didn't say anything of it.

"So I heard they're starting up a Dueling Club here at Hogwarts."

Hermione nodded, "Harry wants to join."

Ginny nearly jumped from the seat in her excitement, "Really? I'm going to as well!"

Hermione gave her a withering look, "I told Harry he couldn't unless he got at least an 'Acceptable' on his Potions Class."

"An 'Acceptable'? In Potions!" Ginny nearly laughed, "Then he'll be in the Dueling Club in no time. Potions is easy!"

Hermione glared at her, "Well for most Gryffindors…it isn't."

Ginny stood up, sensing Hermione wasn't in a mood for talking, "What's the password?"

Hermione slammed the book shut angrily, "I'm not telling you, Ginny! You're a Slytherin!" Hermione screeched shrilly, "You're not supposed to know it!"

Ginny glared at Hermione, "Oh well! I have a right to visit my brother!"

"Well you can see him at breakfast!" Hermione yelled back.

"No I can't! You and Harry always monopolize him!"

"We do not!" Hermione screeched.

"What is wrong with you!" Ginny cried out angrily, "I'm only asking for a bloody password!"

Hermione seemed to deflate a little bit, "I'm…" She reached for another book, opening up to somewhere in the middle and smoothing out the page, "We're…the three of us are…" Hermione breathed in deeply, "under a lot of pressure lately."

Ginny stood silently across from her, "How so? I thought Harry had nothing to do with the freezings."

Hermione looked over at her, "There is a lot you don't know Ginny, and I can't (and won't) even try to explain everything. The only thing I'll say is that there is something very big going on here at the school, and Harry is wrapped up in it somehow, we don't quite know how or why yet. There is a…chamber somewhere in this school created by Salazaar Slytherin and-"

"Yes I know. Only his Heir can open it." Ginny answered.

Hermione turned back to her book, "I have to find out all I can about it."

Ginny sat down, "Well, if it helps at all, Draco isn't the Heir of Slytherin—and neither is Blaise Zabini."

"How do you know?"

Ginny shrugged, "I asked them."

Hermione gave her a look, "You can't trust them Ginny! You honestly think they'd tell you?"

"What, there's something wrong with me?" Ginny demanded, sensing an insult. Hermione shook her head,

"I'm sorry Ginny, I keep forgetting. You're not a Gryffindor, you're one of them."

Though that simple statement was not meant to sting, Ginny still felt badly insulted. She rose up,

"I'll see you around, Hermione."

A/n:

Next update will be long in coming. I apologize.

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