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It was Wednesday when I got up and headed for breakfast. I had D.A.D.A. 6 and Potions 5 first, so it should be interesting. I am not particularly skilled in just one subject like most people are; I am skilled in all of it, not to boast. D.A.D.A. was fun, as it always is, and Potions was as it always is. I have to say, no matter how much Snape hates Gryffindor, he doesn't seem to hate me. Maybe it's because I am rather good at Potions. I walked into lunch hungry as usual, and then proceeded to Transfiguration 5, which was a little easier than Transfiguration 6. After that I went back to go to Care of Magical Creatures 6 with the Trio. I like that class, no matter the scary creatures Hagrid tends to bring in. Hagrid talked to the Trio while I wandered over to Draco, who was observing a Jobberknoll.
"Ginevra, I don't think you have been properly introduced to everyone else." He said, putting an arm around me.
"Everyone, this is Ginevra. Ginevra, this is Pansy," He said. I shook hands with Pansy Parkinson.
"Pleased to meet you," She said.
"You to,"
"This is Millicent, and Blaise," He said, introducing me to the girls.
"Hello," I said.
"This is Vincent, Gregory, and Theodore," Draco said, introducing me to the boys, I shook hands with them all.
"We're so pleased to meet you. Draco won't shut up about you," Theodore said, causing both Draco and I to blush.
"And what's he saying?" I asked suspiciously.
"Just that you are—" But he was cut off when Draco clamped a hand over his mouth. The Slytherins and I laughed at them. The bell rang and everyone gathered their things. All of them walked me to the tower, and I ran up to put my books away, then I walked them to their common room.
"Would you like to come in?" Draco asked, saying the password.
"Am I allowed?" I asked. They all laughed at me.
"Of course not, now come in while we put our books away." Pansy said, going in. I followed them and stepped inside. I suddenly had a very vague memory of being in here before, even though I knew I have never been in here.
"What's wrong?" Blaise asked, throwing her books on a table.
"I just have a strange feeling that I've been here before, like de ja vú." I said. Then it hit me. The diary. Tom was in Slytherin, of course I had memories of it, and they were his memories.
"What's wrong?" Blaise asked again, noticing my change of expression. The other Slytherins were wondering the same thing, as they were eyeing me curiously.
"I don't know if you knew about this, but in my first year, your second, I had a diary, Tom Riddle's diary to be exact." I said. They shifted feet and mumbled "yeah."
"Well, he was a Slytherin, and that's why I remember being here, because he was here." I said.
"That makes sense." She nodded.
"If you don't mind me asking, what was he like? The Dark Lord, I mean." Pansy asked me.
"He wasn't the Dark Lord yet, he was just Tom. I don't really remember all too well, but he was very kind to me. He taught me things that I never told anyone else about." I said.
"Like what?" She asked.
"Things I shouldn't know. Dark things. It was all very fascinating. I am very fascinated by the Dark Arts; if I could I would study it." I said. When I said this it caused all their eyebrows to shoot up, disappearing into their hair lines.
"Really?" Theodore asked. I nodded.
"It's much more interesting than people would expect. You all should know this, what with your Death Eater parents." I said.
"Our parents aren't Death Eaters," Pansy said quickly.
"Yes they are; I know they are, I've seen them, if you don't recall I was almost killed by them last year." I said, and they once again looked uneasy.
"Look, about that—" Draco started.
"It's alright. To tell you the truth, I am fed up with all this "good," if you know what I mean." I said. Draco arched an eyebrow.
"And, what do you mean by that?" He inquired, and the rest of the Slytherins nodded.
"Look, you could use me; I am invisible amongst the good. They say top secret information around me that they think I would never repeat. I am always hearing what's going on in their secret meetings, and what their plan of action is. I'm not completely worthless." I said. Draco frowned at this.
"So, are you saying that you will come to our side?"
"Do you trust me to come to your side? How do you know I'm not spying for Dumbledore?" I said.
"Because I can see it in your eyes. You are serious. Do you want to join us?" Draco said.
"Yes, I've had it with the D.A. and the Order and the Ministry; I want to be a Death Eater."
"We can all officially join after we graduate, just 2 more years. But we could still use your information." Draco said. I nodded.
"Alright," I said.
"Now that that's settled, let's go to dinner, I am hungry." Said Gregory, rubbing his tummy.
"You're hungry! Try going 4 hours without food!" I said, poking him in the stomach. We laughed and headed for the Great Hall. The Slytherins are cool; they don't ignore me like the Gryffindors do. We were about 10 minutes late for dinner, but that's okay. We entered the hall with every eye on us, because we were laughing at what Millicent and Vincent just said.
"I wish I could sit with you," I said, looking a little sad.
"I do to. Maybe on a weekend we can have a picnic or something." Draco said.
"That would be excellent. I look forward to that." I said.
"Are you doing anything after dinner?" He said.
"Sleeping, I'm so tired. Sorry." I said, smiling.
"Oh that's okay. I'll see you tomorrow." He said.
"Yeah. Now give me a hug." I said. He laughed.
"If you insist…" He said. We hugged and he whispered in my ear.
"Have a good-night, Ginevra."
"You too, Draco," I said, reluctantly pulling myself from his hold. Theodore went "aww" and I hit him in the back of the head.
"Shush, you," I said, walking away. The Slytherins laughed at him while he shook his head. Draco just smiled at me and I smiled back, walking to the Gryffindor table. Out of habit I sat next to Hermione, with Ron and Harry across from me.
"What was that all about?" Ron said, looking angry.
"What was what all about?" I retaliated.
"Why did you walk in with the Slytherins laughing, and then go on hugging Malfoy?" Ron said, his temper rising. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Oh, Ron, grow up. Am I not allowed to have friends?" I asked, spooning Yorkshire pudding on my plate.
"Friends? Since when were you and all the Slytherins so chummy?" Harry asked.
"Since second period. Honestly, they aren't bad. They are actually very fun to be around." I said, noticing Ron going red with anger.
"Fun to be around? More fun than us?"
"Yes, actually, see there's this thing where they listen to me." I said, grabbing a bun.
"And you didn't say why you hugged Malfoy." Hermione said, almost calmly, ignoring my last comment.
"Maybe because I like Draco, do you all have a problem with that?" I said, trying not to laugh at the expressions on their faces.
"Like?" Ron managed to squeak out.
"Yes, Ron, like. He is a very nice person. Also, if you don't recall, I have liked him since I was 4 years old."
"How do you know they aren't just using you for information?" Harry asked suspiciously. Uh-oh, I knew he was going to ask that. What if I'm giving them information, Harry? I said to myself.
"They aren't," I said quickly, covering my guilt. Damn the good Weasley inside of me.
"Are you and Malfoy, you know, dating?" Hermione asked, afraid of the answer.
"No, not yet," I said, getting up and leaving them to be shocked and angry. I was proud of myself for making them suspicious, it was quite funny.
"What did she mean by 'not yet'?" Ron asked the other two. I could barely hear him as I excited the Great Hall. I was climbing the stairs to get to the portrait hole, when Draco came out of no where.
"So what happened? Weasel didn't look to happy." He asked. I laughed.
"From what they can understand, and are probably pondering right now, is why. They asked the usual questions, then 'are you dating?' and I said 'not yet' then left them to consider that concept." I said, laughing at the memory. Draco smiled.
"If only I could have seen that." He said.
"If only, it was priceless." I said (A/N: Kodak moment!).
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. Um, err, Ginevra, um…" He said, going red in the face and looking down at his shoes.
"What?"
"Um, err, do you, um…"
"Spit it out!" I said, laughing at his uneasiness.
"Do you want to go out with me, and, you know, be my, um, girlfriend?" He asked. He looked relieved that he finally got it off his chest.
"Oh!" I said, also blushing and looking at my feet. "Of course I will, Draco." I looked up and he smiled.
"Really?"
"Yes,"
"You're not worried about your brother?" He asked. I forgot about that.
"Oh no, you better watch your back, because he will hunt you down for asking me out." I said. He didn't look so worried.
"He couldn't touch me with you protecting me. You throw a mean bat-bogey hex, if I recall correctly." He said. I laughed.
"I do, don't I?" I said. He smiled and pulled me into his arms.
"Guess we have to watch ourselves, huh?" He whispered in my ear.
"Guess so," I said. He kissed me and held that kiss for so long, it was so wonderful. He pulled away at last for breath.
"Good-night, Ginevra"
"Good-night, Draco," I said. He smiled then walked back to his common room in the dungeons. I was so lost in happiness that I forgot where I was for a while. I continued my way to the portrait hole and said the password, allowing me to crawl through. Right as I stood upright, I saw the Trio on the couch. Oh no I thought. I tried to get to the dormitory without them noticing, but they noticed me.
"Oi! Ginny!" Ron called, standing up.
"Yes, dear brother?" I said.
"What exactly is going on?" He asked. I grinned a wicked grin on my way up the stairs.
"If you must know, he just asked me out. We're dating," I said, and I went to bed leaving a very, very angry Ron behind.