Disclaimer: Just realized i forgot to do this last time opps. So as I know I don't own Harry Potter tear tear but Derire, and any other character i might later add are all mine.
Also heres the thing. I actually have a lot of this on my computer, I started it a while ago, but I'm too something, not exactly sure what, to put it up.
And thanks to my reviewers. So there may only be four, but that's four more then when i first started.
Chapter Three — Tears
"Well seeing as I have gotten homework in all of my classes today I have to start it." I muttered that night. Why did teachers always assign homework the first day of classes? Luckily I was smart; otherwise it would have taken forever for me to finish all of my homework. Because not only did I have sixth year homework I also had seventh year homework.
"I'm getting tired." I said heading over to my room. Normally only Head Students got their own rooms, but I was an exception because of the Chamber. People treated me different after it happened.
"Larmes." I muttered and the portrait opened leading me into my private set of rooms. I quickly went to my bed and flopped on to the light blue covers. I always had to laugh when I did that. My room was decorated in all of the house colors; since this room didn't have a purpose before I was given it McGonagall let me decorate it however I wanted. I had a different color for each wall. One was Royal Blue for Ravenclaw; there was a Midnight Black for Hufflepuff, and Crimson Red for Gryffindor, and an Emerald Green for Slytherin. And everything in the room was one of those shades of color. I also had some silver and gold things thrown in as well. Really my room amazed me more than anything because it was always changing. Dumbledore had come in to see it after I had finished, and had charmed everything to change colors between the ones that I had chosen. It was probably a good thing that Harry, Ron, and Hermione had never been in here. They would seriously question my choice of dark colors. As soon as I sat up I realized that I had forgotten my Defense book in the Common Room. I went back out there to see only Ron and Hermione there.
"What happened to Harry?" I asked getting my book.
"He went to go talk to Derire for some help." Ron said not looking up from his homework. That didn't make any sense. Harry had already finished that homework. I put my book back into my room and used the private exit to leave. I quickly went to the Defense classroom. The door was open a crack, and when I looked in I saw Harry and Rose SNOGGING! I was completely devastated. Hadn't it been only this morning that Harry had asked me for a second chance? I threw open the door. Harry turned as soon as he heard a noise, and when he saw me in the doorway he froze.
"Gin…Ginny. I thought you were going to bed." He stuttered.
"And I thought I was your girlfriend." I threw back at him. I knew that I shouldn't have given him another chance, but I hadn't listened to my head. And I was already regretting my choice: not even twenty-four hours later. I rushed out of the room in a daze. I had no idea where I was even headed.
"Watch where you're going Weaslette." I heard a voice. I jumped at the sound. I looked up to see Malfoy and Zabini standing there.
"Just shut it Malfoy." I muttered not really putting my heart into it. It seemed to shock both of the guys there.
"Did she just insult us or not?" Blaise joked.
"Not… now leave me alone before I do." I brushed the tears from my face. Only then did the guys notice them
"Now why is the Gryffindor Princess crying?" Zabini muttered to Malfoy.
"No idea, maybe we should ask her?" he joked.
"Why do you keep calling me that?"
"Because you are that."
"How am I a Princess? And none of the other houses have a princess, or a prince for that matter." I muttered
"Actually that's not true… you see I am the Slytherin Prince." Draco said staring at me.
"So what does that have to do with me being called a Princess?"
"Nothing really, but you are the Gryffindor Princess. And you know what that means right?" Draco said a smirk appearing on his face.
"No what?" I wasn't in the mood to play their games.
"That you have to marry a prince from a rival country, or in this case a rival house."
"No that… you can't be… WHAT!" I finally managed.
"You have to marry a prince from a rival house. And well I don't think it gets ay more rival than Slytherin and Gryffindor. Do you?" Zabini laughed.
"You two must be drunk. Now let me go back to my house." This night was just getting worse and worse.
"Only if we can ask you two things, and both times you have to answer truthfully." Draco stated pinning me up against the wall. I knew I wasn't going to be able to get out of this.
"Fine. What do you want to know?"
"Why are you crying?"
"Harry cheated on me." I said before I even realized it.
"And do you have a Dark Mark?"
"What!" I asked.
"Do you have a Dark Mark?" Draco repeated. I saw Blaise give him this look of confusion. "Well do you?"
"Yes" I muttered under my breath so that I couldn't be heard.
"What was that I didn't catch it?" Blaise said smirking. Boy did I hate these two at this moment.
"Yes, but it was against my will." I said so they cold hear it, and I quickly walked back to my room throwing myself on the bed. I didn't notice that the walls of my room all were turning even darker than normal. For that charm Dumbledore had put on it made them reflect my mood. If I had bothered to look I would have noticed that the walls looked like they were crying.