Chapter Eight: A Bet's A Bet
Ginny lay down on her bed, pillow over her face and her things dashed here and there across the floor. Diana lay on the bed next to her, shaking her head and rubbing her temples. "He's stalking you, I swear it. He's EVERYWHERE. I promise on Merlin's beard I woke up this morning and I thought I saw him on his broom outside our window, Gins, this HAS to stop."
From underneath the pillow Ginny groaned. "I've told him to sod off but he won't get the message."
"Then shoot him or something, break both his legs, I don't know but if you don't do something about this soon I'm going to corner him in a hallway one day and beat the living snot out of him."
"I don't care. I don't care! I don't care if you get all Lorena what's-her-face! You know? That one Muggle woman who lopped off her husbands thing for cheating on her? I don't CARE! I just want to be free…" Ginny tossed the pillow across the room as if in desperation and sat up. "I used to think that he would be a good boyfriend you know, someone I could love and be good to and all but now he's giving me the willies, Di."
Diana smiled sisterly like at the seventh Weasley and sat down next to her distraught friend. "Then let's tell Ron that he's tried to go and get under your skirt. At least that way all your brothers would have something to do and we could watch and point and laugh at."
Ginny groaned and fell back into her previous position. "You know Ron would try to do it his bloody self and would get injured."
Diana giggled. "I told you we would have something to laugh at didn't I?"
Ginny considered this. Although Ron was in fact her flesh and blood he was meddlesome. And terribly, terribly off the target. Whenever she had gone out with Michael from Ravenclaw Ron had thought she was pregnant because of how "strange" she had been acting. At that point Ginny officially crossed off 'genius' from the list of things her brother could ever amount to and promptly dumped a quarter pound of vanilla ice cream in his hair for even considering it. Of course a week later they broke up cause the idiot was sulking over Quidditch…
Ginny sighed. "Honestly though, Di. What am I going to do?"
"Give him a chance?"
There was silence in the room.
"What?
"Give him a chance."
"I'm sorry?"
"Give. Him. A. Chance."
"Could you repeat that?"
"You heard me the third time Weasley, don't be a smart ass."
Silence.
Then, "ARE YOU BLOODY CRAZY!"
Diana swore she could feel the castle move as it began to tumble into the surrounding waters. "Blimey, Weases, could you yell a little louder then?"
"If I tried, yeah!"
"I didn't want to tear down Hogwarts for Merlin's sake!"
"Well how did you expect me to respond?"
"I don't know, go walk outside our commons and find Draco waiting for you in the hallway and run up to him and wrap your arms around him and whisper sweet nothings into his ear or something?"
"Ha. Ha. Funny. I'm laughing. Really. See this face?" Ginny pointed at her unsatisfied expression. "It's laughing. Really hard."
"Yeah, and it's dripping with sarcasm, too."
"You're daft."
"You're chicken."
"What?"
Ginny stood up to look at Diana from across the room.
Diana blinked and shrugged coolly. "You're chicken that he might be right and might really like you so you're chicken."
"I know he's joking just to get to me or something, he's not serious Di, I think he's crazy."
"So are you going to commit him so you can visit him in his padded cell? Most comfortable I'm sure for those… notorious nights."
Diana dodged another pillow being thrown at her head as she and Ginny began to laugh. Diana soon joined in and they decided to go down to the kitchen and sneak some snacks.
Walking through the commons Diana stopped Ginny for a moment. "Alright, let's make a deal shall we?"
Ginny raised an eyebrow with interest.
"If we walk outside that passway and Draco's even in that hallway, even if it looks as if he's just passing, you have to wave at him like the little vixen I know you are," Diana shoved Ginny's arm teasingly at this, "And wink at him."
Ginny blinked. What were the odds of him actually being out there anyways? Unlikely, right? Ginny paused, and then put out her hand. "Alright, you'll have nothing to see but, sure." They shook on it and with a grin Diana walked towards the Fat Lady portrait. As it opened, Draco Malfoy's figure could be seen standing across from the opening. Ginny almost blanched. Diana looked over at her friend.
Ginny felt the bottom of her jaw sweep against the floors of the Gryffindor commons and felt heat pool in her cheeks as she looked at Draco. He was looking about, not noticing the two girls at the opening. He seemed to be waiting for something. Hopefully, Ginny prayed, not her.
She glanced at Diana who was smiling evilly. Ginny kept her look of anger on her features before turning into a charming, smiling girl. She sighed, she had to go through with the bet, and she always did. So she and Diana stepped out of the opening and into the hallway, catching Draco's attention.
Ginny brought up her hand to next to her face, cocking her head girlishly to the side and waved at him, fingers wiggling gingerly. As she began to walk away she winked at him, turning back she was slow enough to catch the bottom of his face fall to the ground and his eyes widen twice their normal size.
Halfway down the hall the two girls broke out into laughter, scaring all those in their path to the kitchen.
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After polishing off a few rolls and half the lunch meat Ginny and Diana lounged about in the Great Hall waiting for the rest of their Saturday to pass them by. It was pleasant to see that no one was there around them so they continued to joke about the hopelessly obsessive and decided, psychotic, Draco Malfoy.
Diana grabbed up a nearby table cloth that had been removed for the dinner settings. She let it unfold as she threw it about herself and took the position of some strange vampire. "Look at me Gins, I'm your hopeless lover!" And continued in a strange accent, "I've come to suck you're BLOOD!"
Ginny threw her friend an annoyed glance and rolled her eyes, throwing a roll at her as well.
Diana caught the roll with a victorious "Aha!" and took a large bite out of it.
