Chapter 2- Thoughts
"Gin?" "GIN?" Reagan yelled trying to get her friends attention back
Ginny however was lost in a pool of mercury. Staring into the icy blue orbs of Draco Malfoy Ginny felt like she spun out of reality, the whole world faded into nothing, its was only her and Draco.
It wasn't until she felt a sharp pain her ribs did she snap back into life. twisting around to yell at who ever elbowed her she was interrupted by Reagan doubled over with laughter.
"What?" Ginny asked in confusion, pulling her bag onto her shoulder.
"You" was all Reagan could get out before she fell over laughing again
"Right" Ginny mumbled "I'm gunna head up to the common room, ill talk to you later ray" and with a quick wave to her laughing friend she started out of the great hall, glancing at the Slytherin table as she left.
Draco watched her happily talking to her friend 'what's her name again?' 'Oh, Reagan that's right' he thought to him self. Since the war had ended, Draco became more to himself; with his father gone he had no reason to torment people, so he mainly kept quiet and observed other people. Ginny primarily. Ever since 5th year he had found her fascinating. She was beautiful, no doubt about that, with her blood red hair and pale skin. But it wasn't just her looks he had found intriguing, she had a certain fire in her that drew him to her. Not that she would ever know. As he watched her he pulled out his sketch book and began drawing. He was almost done when she spun around and faced him, when honey met silver. His world spun out of control as he stared into her brown eyes. He came back to reality when he saw her friend elbow her in the ribs and Ginny turn the wrong way temper flaring. He watched her stand and leave the great hall.
"Draco man" Draco heard his one close friend Blaise call him
"Draco, I need a square man lets go outside" nodding in agreement Draco stood, and with his book in hand followed his friend out of the hall.
"That was weird" Ginny said to herself as she walked back to the tower. Remembering what happened when she met eyes with Draco. 'He does look good though' she thought to herself
And it was true, Draco had grown up. His platinum blonde hair hanging loosely in his icy blue eyes, he had grown to be 6"3' and Quidditch had helped him develop all the right muscles in all the right spots.
Walking through the portrait, Ginny walked straight up to her room not noticing a pair of dark blue eyes watching her. Throwing her bag on the bottom of her bed she quickly changed into a dark green tank top and a pair of black shorts and crawled into bed, drifting off into a deep sleep full of blonde hair and icy eyes.