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Rosies and Posies

Chapter 4-Kyo


She walked into the library and sat down at her usual table. She was glad to see that once again the place was completely void of people. Didn't people ever even study anymore. She hadn't even seen Hermione in here like the last three times she'd been studying. Then again it was a weekend, and the begging of the year.

She set right to work. Not on any homework, no. She needed to know more about what was going to be going on tomorrow. She checked all the shelves and only found two books on it-both from the restricted section which she happened to have a key for. One was a pretty nice size book but the other was just a little chapter.

The Malfoys were the only wizarding family to ever have the disease which had been named Kyo. The great great grandfather of Lucius' father. contracted it when he was thirty and luckily his wife, Kelsey, was a very gifted witch who was able to find ashes in time to save him. But the form she used was much too strong and after three years he died from it. There children were found with it not much later, and took a mellower version of ashes before the entire line was ripped away.

No wonder the family was so dang proud of themselves. If it wasn't for this Kelsey, the entire family would be whipped clean. This was something that stopped Ginny in her study, realization that Malfoy was the last- his job to keep the family name going as his very great grand father had done was something that he probably never stopped thinking about. She spent another hour reading about how chemo worked and then decided she better start heading up to the hospital wing.

She was glad she left early because she of course got stopped by peeves, who seemed to think her hair was some kind of three point target. By the third balloon of pink lemonade she was able to take refuge in a closet. What was up with him and water balloons anyway?

She walked into the hospital wing soaking wet and looking like she had just joined in a look alike for cousin it. Draco laughed the second he saw her. She glared at him before shaking her head like crazy and soaking him in the drops that flew out of her hair. He gasped and threw his hands in the air. His blankets and clothes were covered in pink spots as was her white t-shirt. "What the heck Weas?" he growled.

"Don't laugh at me," she said with a similar smirk to the one he often wore. "I get even."

Pompey came running up to them and in one flick of her wand they were both dry and pink free. Another and two trays appeared in front of them. They both sat down looking at the food with frowns on their faces. Both knowing what was coming next.

The talk wasn't what Ginny expected. Pomphrey kept it as short and simple as she could, not knowing everything herself. She just explained some of the side effects that the chemo was going to have on Draco and how things were going to go when everything was going on.

"I know Draco knows mostly everything, if not everything about what's going on, but do you have any other questions Gin?" Pomphrey asked softly.

"I think I got a pretty good idea- though I'll tell you the library is a little lacking." She said shoveling the last bits of food in her mouth and almost choking again.

"You were in the library? Looking stuff up? When?" Draco asked.

"When you were sleeping." She shrugged.

"I can't believe you found something, I thought I had everything on it in my room."

"That would explain the lack there of books."

"Well there's only two but-"

"Yea I only found two too, but one was just a chapter."

"How did you find it?"

"I've been Pince's pet since my first year I think I wou-"

Pomphrey's hands waved in front of their faces and both of their trays disappeared. "Weasley, I think you should be getting back to your house about now. McGonagal was furious when Longbottom wouldn't stop owling her last night."

"Eh, he knows where I am now." She shrugged again.

"Malfoy, would you like to stretch your legs and walk Ginny back?" Pompey said yawning and turning to her office.

"Seriously?" she nodded and he jumped out of bed "Most definitely." Ginny screeched and turned around as Draco jumped back under the covers. "Right, I think I'll get dressed first."

Ginny giggled and covered her eyes, "I'll- just wait in the closet again." She said walking in and shutting the door behind her. She didn't bother to sit down this time.

Both of them didn't want to go back, not quite yet. Ginny knew everyone would still be up and wasn't looking forward to making an excuse up. Draco had no wish to go back and try and sleep again, he had just woken up.

They were half way up a staircase when in decided it was about time to move, just so it could throw them off track. Ginny cussed and stamped her foot. She sat down fuming as Malfoy sat down next to her. She looked over at him and said, "You mind just sitting here? I don't wanna go around."

"I'm in no hurry to go back." He said looking at his shoes. He stretched his legs out in front of him and lay back on his elbows. She put her elbows on her knees and chin in her hands.

"So," she started after about five minuets of silence and still no moving staircase. "So, are you scared?"

He let his head drop back, his hair flopping behind him, as he stared at he other stair cases above, "Don't tell." Was all he said. Then, like it seemed to be lately, he realized who he was talking to and scowled, "Seriously, you tell and I'll-"

"Eat my ice cream cone I know." She said with a serious face. Nobody, not even a Malfoy, would not laugh at that. In fact he laughed so loud she was afraid they could hear it echoing at the top stair case. She laughed too, she knew she was funny, that was about the only compliment anyone ever gave her. Besides Neville, he was always complimenting her.

"I was thinking more along the lines of feeding you to the squid, but you got the food part right." He said smiling and laying back comfortably again.

Malfoy made a joke? At least now she knew why Malfoy was talking to her at all, much less being nice to her, he was preoccupied, he was scared. She giggled and he looked at her with a smirk again, "What?" he asked looking her in the eyes scanning her face again and then landing on her eyes.

She looked back, "Nothing?" she said quietly. She knew she should break the connection, no- she didn't, why should she? He was looking at her too. Did that mean that he liked her? And if so did she like him? Wait, maybe he was only looking at her like this to make her feel stupid? No, people didn't do that, did they. "I'm so confused." She said out loud.

"What?" He asked squinting his eyes but not breaking eye contact.

"Nothing." She said much to fast to sound convincing.

"What?" he asked a little more forcefully this time.

"I accidentally thought out loud I didn't mean to say that."

"Well since you accidentally spoke out loud in my presence then you can tell me what you accidentally meant by it." He said sitting up and crossing his arms on his knees, his hair falling forward again, finally breaking the connection, but just for a second to look at her cheeks flushing, then back to her eyes. "What were you confused about Weasy?" he asked roughly after she sat there in silence a little to long. His voice was still kind of rough, but it didn't sound quite so painful when he spoke anymore. To her it kind of sounded…nice.

"Well," she said and cleared her throat trying to give herself time to think. "I was just wondering if- well why you were looking at me like that."

"Like how?" he asked still not taking his eyes away from her.

She sucked in her breath, and choked on her spit in the process, coughing and breaking the contact in the process. She looked back up and they locked again. "Ah, like that." She said looking away at the railing next to her.

She screeched as he pulled her chin back to face him, "Well you were looking back." He said one eye brow raised.

"That's because you were letting me." She said blushing way more then was normal for her. She didn't embarrass very easily because she was always doing stupid stuff. But for some reason ever since she started talking to Draco she couldn't stop.

He looked at her questionably, "Can you just stay still." He asked. Well it was more like a command, but hey, if she was staying still so was he.

She felt the stairs move back and forth four times before, about and hour later- she was walking the rest of the way back and he was walking back to the hospital wing.

"What just happened?" she asked herself, and then took a detour into the bathroom.

"Myrtle?" she whispered when she entered, sitting down on the freezing cold tiles against the wall. She hadn't heard her but she knew she was there.

Myrtle came floating out of one of the toilets smiling, "Haven't seen you in a while, for about a week, a lot of homework?" She said hovering, sitting, on the sink in front of Ginny.

"Sorry, I meant to come down yesterday after I finished in the library but something came up," she said explaining everything that happened with Draco and having Myrtle promise not to tell anyone. Myrtle was Ginny's best female friend, the only person she could completely trust. They had become friends in her first year when she had come back to apologize for throwing Tom Riddles diary at her.

Myrtle, of course as emotional as she was, started crying. Ginny wondered why she was so sad. She didn't even know Draco. Then she thought about it a little. Without warning tears were forming in her eyes to. Myrtle wasn't very good at comforting her, because when she tried to put her arm around her, Ginny was so cold she started shivering.

Myrtle backed away from her, "Sorry," she said through her tears. "I hope he's going to be okay." She smiled kindly.

"So do I." she said.

She had planned to walk into the common room as quietly as possible but she ended up having a huge fight with the fat lady and almost everyone who was in the common room was staring at her when she finally was able to get through the door. She smiled and pointed her thumb over her shoulder saying, "Do not ask her if she has anything nicer to wear in her closet." She lowered her voice to a whisper for the people closer to her, "Very touchy subject for portraits as much as ghosts." She giggled walking up the stairs to her room. She was happy to see all her roommates still downstairs and decided she better start trying to go to sleep before they came up and started interrogating her. But she didn't have to wait long because random Hermione's can always ruin a good night's sleep.

Hermione left the room fifteen minuets later none the wiser because, although Ginny wasn't good at lying to most people, she was amazing at lying to the trio. She made something up about her hanging out a lot with Myrtle and staying up late to do some extra studying for her Arithmancy because she still didn't understand a lot that was going on. She knew Myrtle would lie for her and she really was spending all her free time trying to figure out what they were doing in Arithmancy.

Waking up early was something that all the Weasley's were just accustomed to, early morning late to bed. The second she had finally gone to bed the night before she's fallen asleep. After she ripped the third problem and scribbled out half her notes she decided she would just go to breakfast early. By the time she finished it would be time to meet Pompey and Draco in the hospital wing.

She shoved the last bit of toast in her mouth as she entered the room. Draco watched her whip her hands on her skirt as she walked up to her. She smiled her mouth still full and sat down on the bed next to him. Still chewing she asked, "Hey how you feeling?" He looked a little tired and defiantly uncomfortable.

Draco smirked, "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to talk with you mouth full, Weas?"

"I forgot," she shrugged and looked around. "Where's Pompey and Adams?"

"In the office."

"What do they do in there?" she joked.

"I hope talk about me." He joked back. "They haven't known each other that long."

She swallowed, "How long- long do you think someone should wait?" she asked cautiously. 'Why did I ask that?'

Draco blushed, "I don't know, depends."

"On what?" she pressed on, glad that he'd even responded to the first question.

"On what the other person thinks." He said leaning forward I his bed and tilting his head to the side so that his hair flopped into his left eye. Grr he was so cute when he wasn't pushing her brother into a table or a toilet. Or for that matter sending her to her death.

"Well Maybe 'Pompey' thinks it would be okay." She said.

"Yeah, and maybe 'Nate'… agrees." He said looking at his socks.

"But 'Pompey' only met 'Nate' yesterday."

"But 'Nate' feels like he's known her a lot longer and doesn't think it really matters."

"I don't think it matters either." Ginny smiled throwing the name covers out the window- or the door. It was fun acting like first years.

He smiled at her for a second and then said, "I don't wanna do this." Ginny nodded. She didn't know what to do or say. What a change of subject. She wanted to pat his hand, or give him a hug, or even maybe kiss his cheek. But she wasn't sure if he was ready for that yet. After all, he only now just admitted to liking her. Now that she thought about it, so had she. It must have happened last night on the stairs. She decided to kiss him on the cheek but hadn't expected Pompey and Adams to walk in while she did it. Draco didn't seem to mind, but this was one of those rare occurrences when she couldn't help nut feel embarrassed.

Pompey stopped in the doorway and gasped and Adams ran into her not having seen what was going on. "Well, I'm glad you to are becoming such good friends, it will be nice having a friend with you during the treatment." Adams said smiling and putting a hand on Ginny's shoulder as he walked up to them. "Are you ready Dray?"

'Dray, hahahahaha. I love it!'

"Never will be." He said sitting back against the bed frame.


Dont think I dont know anything about cancer. I know more then you think, anything that doesnt make sense probably will be explained later. Any way, please review.