Chapter Thirteen: "Ginny Weasley, death by insanity."
: So sorry that it took me so long to get this up but my muse has returned and-can you believe it- I did all this in an hour!
Ginny stretched her arms above her head. She had just had Potions. With Snape. She grimaced. That man was so strange. She knew for a fact that he practically worshipped the ground she walked on. Alright, well not so much. But he was thankful that someone outside of Hermione who had annoyed the man with her frequent outbursts absorbed information about his subject.
"Gins? Can you make any sense of it?" Annabella asked as she walked down the hall with her friend. Ginny shook her head.
"Nope. I have no idea where he got the idea to do that." She sighed. She was so confused. She was sure that Snape had grown to like her a little. At least be able to stand her.
"Ginny! Oh, I just heard! What did you do?" Hermione called down the corridor, running to Ginny's side and running her arm through Ginny's, a worried and perplexed look in her eyes and written all over her features.
Ginny shrugged, just as perplexed as Hermione. "I don't know. I just yawned a little and he asked me if I thought it was boring and I said of course not and he told me not to be smart with him and gave me a week's detention."
Ginny's eyes gave away her distress. It was all too awkward. Strange. Disturbing even. Why would Snape give her a detention for that? He had given her a few over the years, yes, but there was some reason behind that. Like the time she had drawn that cartoon about him being swallowed by a monster blob and then being digested.
Hermione pouted and whimpered a little. Her protégé had been given a detention. Something that Ginny had avoided for the year. And worse yet, Snape was going to put in a referral that because of her extensive punishment she not be allowed to Hogsmeade.
She hated Snape.
"Well Gins, I'm off… Good luck trying to figure it out!" Anna called as she parted down another hall and darted off to her next class. Ginny waved absentmindedly to her friend and finally discovered that in all her thinking Hermione had departed as well and she was now at the commons.
Sighing, she set her things down for her break period. She was happy she was allotted so many of those a week. It really did something for her to be able to relax for thirty minutes to an hour a day. Except, for some reason, she really didn't feel like being inside for break.
Walking over to a window she ducked her head next to the glass where the frost from the chilly weather outside was blurring her vision. Deciding it best to grab a coat, she walked into her room, proceeded to take one, and walked back out.
Then stopped.
And turned around.
And went back in.
And blinked.
And turned back around.
And left.
"Ginny! Please don't tell anyone!"
"Trust me, I won't."
"Gins, promise!"
"I PROMISE! I don't particularly want to relive that right now." Ginny rubbed her eyes.
To be quite honest, the visual she had been provided of Diana and Ron in the throws of half clothed passion wasn't something she wanted to relive EVER.
Diana half frowned half smiled. "Are you mad 'cause I didn't tell you?"
"No-Wait-This happened before?" Ginny's voice raised in pitch as she sat on the couch in the commons. She guessed Ron was busy putting his shirt and pants back on as Diana sat before her, tank top and shorts on.
"Not… THIS… Per say, but us… Well see, we didn't want to tell anyone because we knew it would be…well... weird."
"It's weird 'cause I walked IN on it!"
"Well that too, but we thought you were going to be running around with Anna or something."
"She has class." Ginny sighed and stood. "Listen, I'm going for a walk, I'm taking my coat… next time... Post a note on the door saying that the icicles have fallen off the house or something weird of that nature- I'll get the message." Ginny shook her head, still disgusted by the images she had floating around her head, and left. Quickly.
As she pushed the doors to Hogwarts open and stepped into the small courtyard that would eventually lead to Hagrid's Hut she took in a deep breath of the chilly and sharp air. For a moment there she actually forgot what it was she just saw and peace came over her.
She looked around and seeing a few people already littering the good corners she walked on towards Hagrid's, thinking maybe she could stop by for some tea or to get beat in the head with a blunt object which would cause short term memory loss or some sort of amnesia.
She got halfway down a hill before stepping in a small hole and tripping slightly, falling onto her knees. Her ankle throbbed. "UGH!" She yelled in frustration, the weight of that day falling onto her all at once, she fell forwards and turned onto her back, looking up at the sky. "WHY-FOR MERLIN'S SAKE-ME?" She asked as if to the clouds floating above her.
"Abusing illegal potions, Weasley?" Draco's face came into view above her, his hair fallen from its normal place and his brow sweating.
Ginny groaned and closed her eyes. "And now my day just got SO much better."
Draco grinned. "What? I thought we were square."
"Oh, yeah." Ginny nodded. "We're square. Like a peg. Like a picture. Like a-"
"Square?" Draco asked, seating himself beside her.
Ginny pushed herself up from where she was and looked ahead to the woods. "Yeah. A square." She paused for a moment, wind blowing her hair around a little, her face set in a frown. "I saw my brother half naked and making out with my best friend. I have a week's detention with Snape. I have absolutely no idea what I want to do with my life." She turned to look at Draco. "I want to die."
He looked back at her for a minute. Inspected her serious gaze. He noticed the shapes her freckles made across her nose and cheeks and how her cheeks were red from the fall. How her red hair had darkened over the years by a small degree and deepened. How it brought out her eyes. "Well, those are all really bad reasons."
"Yeah? Well what kind of reasons could you have, Malfoy?" She grunted as she stood, dusting her legs off. "Your life is perfect, you're rich, a widely accepted pureblood, powerful and almost out of this school to start a life which your father won't ever let you fail aaah!" She had meant to say "at" but she put too much weight on her ankle and toppled over so that she landed again on her front. "DAMMIT ALL TO HELL!" She cursed, throwing her arms over her head, forehead pressed into a leaf.
Her fuming resided after a while and soon enough for her to hear Draco laughing. "You have absolutely no idea what you're talking about." He smiled and stood. She watched him as he walked over to her and rolling her over on the ground, wrapped one arm beneath her knees and the other her back and lifted her up. "You probably sprained your ankle earlier."
"You saw that?"
"I was in the area."
Ginny blushed and realized that her arms were comfortably settled around his neck. Her arms twitched as she resisted the urge to kick herself away from him and run for cover, but instead she leaned her head back. "Ginny Weasley, death by insanity." She muttered as she watched the sky disappear, turning into the ceiling of Hogwarts with Draco's laughter echoing in her ears.
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Ginny Weasley had her ankle wrapped and when she stepped outside the infirmary doors Draco Malfoy was waiting there for her. He offered her his arm. She reminded him that he would be the death of her. He chuckled lightly stating that he had that affect on women.
Ginny Weasley then hit Draco Malfoy. Hard.
