DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own anything Harry Potter. Just the Dragon Gods.
In their compartment, Ginny tuned out the Golden Trio's conversation and slipped on a pair of muggle headphones. Hermione had turned her on to muggle music over the summer, but the older girl had never expected Ginny to lock onto country. Singing softly, Ginny picked up a book and began to read. It was a fairy tale, about dragons. Actually written by a muggle, one, Serena Dallas, the book told of the five Dragon Gods and their brother, the Black Dragon. It was one of Ginny's favorites, and had been since Hermione had given her the book. The journey to Hogwarts sped by. Before she knew it, Ginny was slipping on her robes and packing everything back up again. She followed her brother and his friends off of the train. On the landing, however, a group of first years following the sound of Hagrid's voice crashed into her group. Ron grapped ahold of Hermione to keep her with them and Harry had no problem standing on his own. Ginny was seperated from the others. She continued walking along the edge of the platform. Suddenly, a perticularly fat second year walked straight into her, then kept walking. Ginny cried out as she began to fall over the edge of the platform. All of a sudden, there was a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist. She was drawn against a warm, strong chest for a moment, then released. She stepped back to survey her savior and found herself looking into the silvery eyes of Draco Malfoy. Ginny was speechless for a moment in shock.
"Thank you," she told him quietly, once she had found her voice.
"Watch yourself, Weaselette. Next time, I might not be there to save you," Draco replied, flashing her his trademark smirk before turning away from her. Ginny stared after him in shock and indignation for a moment, then continued on to the carriages. When she reached the carragies, she found that the golden trio had saved a place for her with them. She climbed up gratefully and sank into the cushioned bench.
"What happened to you, Ginny?" Ron, the ever overprotective brother asked. "We saw you fall and tried to get to you, but couldn't. Who caught you? We never could see him." They all looked at her questioningly. She answered in one, quiet word.
"Malfoy." Ginny covered her ears from the outrage that followed.
"What?"
"Malfoy caught you?"
"You're kidding!" Ginny rolled her eyes.
"No, I'm not kidding. Malfoy caught me. I guess it was instinct, or he did it before he realized who I was. He did tell me to watch myself, because he 'might not be there to save me next time'. I swear, if I have to depend on him to do the rescueing, I think I'd rather not be rescued," the young red-head replied. Everyone laughed. By this time, they had reached the school and everyone was piling out of the carriages. They marched inside and took their places at the Griffyndor table.
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