It had been weeks since Draco and Ginny started going out. She was hanging out with him more and more over that time. Sure she had been hanging with her brother and his friends, say once every two weeks. Ginny loved it here at Patriot, she had her own friends, friends that didn't just hang out with her because she was kind of cool and her brother's little sister, her own friends. She had more fun here then even at Hogwarts, with Fred and George, but now that Halloween was coming up she'd have to spend time with the, um… how did Draco put it? Ah, yes, the "Stupidly Magical Trio". Not that she minded that much, it was just Harry mostly, he'd been odd around her ever since she had been going out with Draco, it scared her.
'Halloween at last!' thought Ginny. 'We get candy and we're even having at mini-party with 'the gang'.'
They were in fact having a party everyone was there- Draco, Blaise, Jess, Jaine, Harry, Ron, Hermoine, Alex, Ivette, Edgar, and Ginny. They were sitting in an unknown (to most of the school) common room. There were two couches. Draco was sitting on the end of one with Ginny on his lap. Ron next to him, snogging Jaine. Blaise sitting on the end of a different couch with Jess on him, snogging every once in a while. Ivette was sitting very close to Kevin, everyone, well all the girls (the boys are thick headed) though they were going out. Harry was on the floor, and Hermoine was between Blaise/ Jess and Ivette.
When Harry brought up his first Halloween at Hogwarts the snogging stopped. "It was incredibly funny…Quirrel came running in and was like 'TROLL IN THE DUENGON, TROLL IN THE DUENGON, thought you ought to know' then he feighted, funny, very funny."
"Hilarious actually, you should have seen Malfoy's face…" Ron started.
"My face? You were the ones stupid enough to go after a TROLL, I was doing what any normal first year would do, scream," Draco said.
At that, everyone burst into fits of laughter.
"Hey," Jess said. "I heard about that year, didn't you rescue the Sorcerer's Stone?" Harry nodded. "Then next year you saved some poor girl from Tom Riddle (who ever that is) and his basilisk." Draco, Blaise and Hermoine looked over at Ginny.
"Yeah," Ginny started. "He did. That girl, it was me. Don't go feeling sorry for me. I've learned my lesson and have had enough sympathy to fill all of America. And don't go all-soft around me, I hate it when people treat me like I'm about to brake. It was five years ago, I'm over it 'kay?" At that Kevin, who knew not to mess with Ginny (fighting about Quidditch ring a bell?) changed the subject to, gasp, Quidditch.
The rest of the night was enjoyable, there was talk of Quidditch and Edgar made them laugh, a lot. The only one who went to bed thinking about his worries was Draco.
'Is she really over it?' Draco thought. 'She sounded like it but is she really? I'll see what I can get out of her tomorrow, maybe we can even take a walk around the lake (pond more like why do they even call it a lake?) and then I'll ask her about it.' With that the last member of "the gang" fell asleep.
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