Friends Close, Enemies Closer
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llCrayolall: Thanks for the review! This is strictly a Ginny/Malfoy pairing, I don't know yet whether there will be complications with Harry, but right now it doesn't seem likely. I'm focusing more on a new take on the Ginny/Malfoy relationship that is usually portrayed.
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TarynMalfoy88: I'm glad you can see how I'm trying to portray Draco. I feel a lot of people rush too much into changing his character and he goes from hard to soft immediately, it's unnatural and doesn't flow right. I'm trying to make it a better more believable transition. It helps that he doesn't know its Ginny Weasely!
Chapter Six: Confrontations
A couple weeks later found Ginny stepping quietly into the Defense Against the Dark Arts room where Dr. Philips was flipping through parchment papers they had turned in earlier this week. It had been about two months since Ginny's reentrance into the world of Hogwarts and she was doing quite well despite the fact she was now in Slytherin. Quidditch was going great, they won their first game against Hufflepuff a week ago, Ginny score a fair amount of points in her first game. Actually, they had a game against Gryffandor tomorrow afternoon and every time she thought about it, her stomach got queasy. Dr. Philips looked up as Ginny entered his room, putting aside his work so he could speak with her.
"Good afternoon Angelina." He greeted her warmly.
"Hello Professor." Ginny replied.
"I'm guessing you are here for your potion?" Dr. Philips asked lowering his voice.
"Yeah, it is the end of the week." Ginny reminded him.
"So it is, just wait one moment, I'll go get it for you." He said pushing back his chair and standing up before moving towards a large black chest he kept in the back of the room. With a wave of his want and the muttering of a few words Ginny couldn't hear, the case opened to reveal many glass bottles of different potions. Dr. Philips selected the familiar bright green one and closed the case before handing the potion to Ginny who accepted it gratefully. Plugging her nose, Ginny quickly downed the potion, a disgusted look appearing on her face after she finished swallowing.
"I don't think I will ever get over how horrible that stuff tastes." Ginny exclaimed handing the empty glass container back to Dr. Philips.
"I think soon you will develop an immunity to the taste, you do drink it once a week." Dr. Philips reminded her.
"I hope so." Ginny said glaring at the empty potion bottle the doctor was holding in his hands. She thanked him again and turned to leave, heading towards the doorway when his voice stopped her.
"Ginny." He started softly using her real name. Ginny froze when her name left his lips, hearing the sound flowing off his tongue seemed foreign to her now.
"Ginny, are you alright now? Have you been having anymore problems or anything that you need help with?" he asked looking intently at her.
"Nothing that is of importance Professor." She answered slowly, swallowing hard. She refused to tell him about the new snatch of the memory she had obtained; it would only cause more worry and complications.
"Ok, but if you ever need anything, Professor Dumbledore and I are here for you, just remember that." Dr. Philips said.
"Thank you sir." Ginny replied before quickly exiting the room, letting out her breath and slowing her pace once she was in the hallway. Fellow students joined her in the hallway, pushing their way to their classes, chattering to the friend next to them. Up ahead, Ginny spotted Harry, Ron and Hermoine making their way towards her and her face immediately lit up into a smile. They were heavy in conversation, their heads bent towards each other, each one talking as fast as they walked.
"Hello Harry, Ron, Hermoine!" Ginny said brightly, beaming at the trio. Confused, the three looked up from their discussion and looked around for who had spoken to them, looking for someone familiar. Their gaze finally landed on Ginny, their faces immediately becoming cold and unfriendly when they recognized her as Angelina, the new Slytherin. Hermoine stuck her nose in the air and grabbed on to the two boys tightly, pulling them away from Ginny, but the three were stopped when they came face to face with Draco Malfoy.
"Well, what do we have here?" Draco said with a sneer. "If it isn't scar face, weasel and mud blood."
"Sod off Malfoy." Harry said impatiently as he pressed a hand against Ron's arm, silently warning him to leave Malfoy alone.
"I do believe Potter just tried to tell me off." Draco said with a laugh as he glanced at Angelina and gave her a quick wink. Ginny just shuffled her feet and looked away, feeling very awkward in the situation.
""Malfoy you are such a, a prick!" Hermoine shouted suddenly. All heads whipped toward her as she glared angrily at Draco.
"What was that Granger? I don't think I did anything, your lover boy here told me to sod off and I don't think that was very nice, now do you?" Draco asked her innocently.
"You started this Malfoy, you called us names." She argued.
"I was just pleasantly greeting you." He protested.
"It wasn't pleasant." Ron answered through gritted teeth.
"Yeah well sometimes the truth hurts now doesn't it weasel?" Draco responded with a smirk.
"Yeah I guess it does Malfoy. I guess it hurts to know that you are so desperate for girls that you have to lower your standards." Harry said shrugging his shoulders.
"What's that supposed to mean Potter?" Draco said narrowing his silvery gray eyes.
"I'm just referring to the fact that you can't get any from any of the girls here because you are such a snake that you have to resort to ugly exchange students from god knows where." Harry said with a sneer looking pointedly at Angelina. "Really Draco, that's even a little low for you, she doesn't even got a decent body that could possibly out weigh her ugliness."
Ginny gasped in shock at the words that had just come out of Harry's mouth. He had just called her ugly! Tears began to brim in the corner of her eyes, his words slicing her to the core. With a gasp, Ginny turned around and ran down the hallway heading towards the Slytherin common room, sobbing the whole way.
"You jerk, making an innocent girl cry like that." Malfoy said in disgust. Anger was apparent in his eyes, darkening them, giving him a menacing appearance. Raising his fist, he drove it into Harry's facing, smashing the black wire framed glasses, crunching the glass and sending the whole thing to the floor. Harry, objecting to being hit by Malfoy, slammed his own fist towards Draco, catching him in the stomach. Draco caught the arm that punched him and twisted it hard with his own hands as he gasped for air, causing Harry to wince in pain. Releasing one hand, Draco slammed his fist into Harry's face again, cutting his lip.
"Stop it you too!" they both heard Hermoine scream in the background before she buried her eyes into Ron's shoulder as he put his arm around her shoulder all the while cheering for Harry.
Harry tackled Malfoy then, knocking them both to the ground, landing on top of Draco. Grunting, Draco pushed Harry off of him and lunged at him, grabbing the neck of Harry's robe with one hand and raising his other fist to pummel into Harry's face again when a shrill whistle immediately stopped both of the fighting boys.
"Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy, I am ashamed to see Hogwarts students acting in this manner!" Professor McGonagall's voice rang out sharply in the hallway as she reached the scuffle.
"Twenty-five points will be deducted from both the Gryffandor house and the Slytherin house for such behavior and each of you will receive detention with me for a week." She added looking down on both of them with a disgusted look.
"But Professor, Malfoy, he-" Hermoine protested before she was silenced by a look from McGonagall.
"Save it Miss. Granger, I know what I saw and I saw two students duking it out in the hallway. Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, I expect to see both of you in my classroom immediately after classes are done for the day next week." She said looking at them both as they let go of each other and stood up, still glaring defiantly at the other. With that she stalked off in the other direction, the sharp clicking of her heels echoing down the hall. Malfoy threw the three one more disgusted look before continuing on his original course.
Ginny stood in front of the portrait trying to remember the password as she sobbed.
"Grindylow." She finally spat out almost incoherently. The portrait swung open and Ginny immediately rushed into the Slytherin house, running up the stairs to the girl's quarters, which were thankfully empty at the moment. Throwing herself onto her bed, Ginny circled her arms around her silky green pillow and buried her head into its soft depths, her tears beginning to stain the fabric.
"I can't believe Harry said that! Why would he say that to me?" Ginny cried hysterically, still hurting from the sting of Harry's words. The cold looks the trio gave her and the leer in Harry's voice when he insulted her kept playing over and over in her head causing Ginny to break out into fresh sobs.
"How can he be so cruel towards me? I've only ever been nice to him!" Ginny screeched.
'He doesn't know who you are Ginny.' Her conscious cut into her hysterical ravings. Ginny picked her head slowly up off the pillow and quieted her crying as she pondered the words floating around in her head.
"I can't believe I forgot, he thinks I'm Angelina." Ginny whispered a little relieved that Harry doesn't really think she is ugly, but her breaths still came in small shudders.
"That was still a really cruel thing to say." Ginny told herself with a frown. "I didn't know Harry could be so mean."
'He was provoked by Draco.' Her mind reminded her.
"That's true, but still, he didn't have to bring me into it. He should have insulted Draco instead; I was just standing there. I was even nice and said hello." Ginny remembered bitterly.
"Ginny?" Blaise voice broke through Ginny's thoughts as her raven-haired head appeared through the doorway of the girl's dormitory.
"Yeah?" Ginny answered, her voice still a little shaky although she was calming down some.
"I heard what happened." Blaise said softly coming to sit next to Ginny on her bed.
"Word travels fast around here apparently." Ginny said sarcastically as she wiped her eyes.
"I don't think you are ugly." Blaise said honestly giving Ginny a smile. "You are such an awesome person Angelina, don't listen to what Harry or anyone else says, they don't know you like I do."
'The funny thing is, they know me better then you.' Ginny said to herself, 'You don't know who I really am Blaise, and if you did, you wouldn't be speaking to me.' Ginny thought to herself sadly. Blaise noticed Ginny's face fall and thought it to be because of what Harry had done and she put her arms around Ginny and gave her a long hug.
"Be strong, the Angelina I know doesn't show weakness. She's fearless, even standing up and making fun of Draco Malfoy himself." Blaise said soothingly with a teasing lint in her voice. Ginny grinned through choked sobs as she buried her face in Blaise's shoulder.
"Did you hear what happened after you left?" Blaise asked softly. Ginny shook her head in Blaise's shoulder.
"Well, Draco apparently was very upset at what Harry said and went off on him, not in the speaking sense mind you, Draco socked him in the face." Blaise said proudly.
"What?" Ginny gasped lifting her head off of Blaise's shoulder and staring at her.
"Yup, knocked Mr. Potter's glasses right off of that smug face of his, shattered them too." Blaise added.
"Then what happened?" Ginny asked her interest peaked.
"Then Harry swung back at him, hit Draco in the stomach and then they got in a little scuffle, ended up sprawled on the floor before Professor McGonagall stopped them both and deducted twenty five house points and gave them both a weeks detention."
"No way! What on earth did he do that for?" Ginny wondered.
"Come on Angelina, Harry insulted you! Do you think Draco was going to let him get away with it? Draco has been looking for a chance to pound Harry for months and this was it. There was no he was going to let it pass him by." Blaise explained.
"Oh, I guess you are right." Ginny agreed.
"Ok, well I got to get some work done, I just wanted to see if you were alright." Blaise said as she stood up.
"Thanks Blaise." Ginny said warmly.
"Anytime." She answered before slipping out the door.
Ginny snuck out of the dormitory for the first time using Harry's invisibility cloak and made her way to the kitchen. After tickling the pear in the portrait hung on the wall, it swung away revealing house elves milling around the kitchen of Hogwarts. Delighted at the trick George and Fred had told her about that summer, Ginny entered the kitchen and requested two steaming mugs of hot chocolate and was served accordingly. Now accompanied with two hot mugs, Ginny slowly made her way back to the dorm and to the person she knew would be sitting in the common room. As she entered Slytherin chambers again, Ginny tucked away the invisibility cloak in her own robe before taking the hot chocolate into the Slytherin common room. Just as she predicted, a silvery blond head was once again sticking out over top of the green couch. Ginny walked over to the couch and sat down on it next to Draco who didn't even flinch when she did nor did he remove is gaze from the burning embers.
"I brought you some hot chocolate." Ginny said finally after a few minutes of silence, her fingers nervously clicking against the hard exterior of a mug.
"Why?" Draco said without turning in her direction.
"As a thank you for what you did today. It seems you are always saving me and I felt that I should do something for you, even if it is only bringing you some hot chocolate." Ginny admitted. At this, Draco turned his gaze away from the fire and looked at Ginny, the red and orange flames reflecting eerily in the depths of his silver orbs.
"Thanks." He said accepting the steaming mug that Ginny handed him. He blew on it softly before taking a large gulp while Ginny sipped hers instead.
"I appreciate what you did, sticking up for me and all." Ginny said again.
"I told you before Angelina, Slytherins stick together. I'm not going to let pretty Potter pick on one of us." Draco drawled as he held his mug, staring at the chocolate liquid. Ginny nodded her head at his response, but felt a little let down at his reply.
'He didn't counter what Harry said.' Ginny thought to herself. 'Draco thinks I'm ugly too.'
For some reason, Ginny felt disappointed that Draco held the same opinion, and to her surprise, a little hurt as well.
'Why should I care what stupid Malfoy thinks anyways?' Ginny angrily questioned herself. Before her mind could supply her with an answer, Ginny turned to Draco and blurted out a question.
"Why do you always sit down here at night while everyone else is sleeping?" Ginny said suddenly, her question rewarded with a sharp look from Draco.
"Why are you always bugging me while I am sitting here?" Draco shot back once he recovered from his surprise at her question.
"I was just wondering, no need to get all defensive." Ginny retorted becoming defensive herself. Draco settled back into the couch and turned his attention back towards the fire, waiting a few moments before answering.
"I like it down here. I can sit and think. It's quiet because everyone is asleep. No one is bugging me with questions or trying to impress me or anything else." He finally replied.
Ginny's mind momentarily wandered back to a conversation she had with Blaise a few weeks back.
"You know him pretty well don't you?" Ginny questioned.
"Yeah, I've known Draco forever, since before Hogwarts, our families are old friends." Blaise admitted.
"Well if he's really such a nice guy and all like you say, then why does everyone think he's a jerk? I've only heard stories about how mean he is since I've been here and I haven't seen anything to dispel that." Ginny asked.
"Well he saved your life didn't he?" Blaise retorted.
"Yeah, but, you said he'd do that for anyone." Ginny responded pointedly.
"If you really want to know you are just going to ask him. He wouldn't appreciate me telling you his business, trust me though, he has his reasons." Blaise advised.
"Draco," Ginny began hesitantly, unsure why she was about to ask him such private things, but something inside her pushed her towards it. Draco turned back towards her and looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to finish.
"I, uh, was wondering why you put on such a front." Ginny finished quickly. Draco raised an eyebrow at her as he considered her question.
"And what makes you think I put up a front?" he asked evenly. Ginny swallowed hard before answering nervously.
"You run around school acting like this tough kid who doesn't like anyone, but that isn't how you really are. Draco, you respect the Slytherins, you take care of us. People outside our house don't see how you really are because you act like this cold hearted jerk, they think you don't care about anything." Ginny explained hastily.
"Maybe I really don't care about anything. Maybe I just act nice around the Slytherins so you will all get off my case and stop asking me ridiculous questions about my personal life." Draco said gruffly.
"I don't think so." Ginny disagreed.
"You don't think so? Oh really? And what would you know huh? What in the world could Angelina Gracin possibly know about the inter workings of Draco Malfoy?" Draco asked bitterly, venom lacing his words.
"I don't know, I, I just have this feeling, that…" Ginny stuttered beginning to be intimidated by this older boy. She didn't know how to describe the fact that when she looked into his eyes she could just read him.
"A feeling? Really? Well guess what, you are right, you don't know and I would appreciate if you would stay out of my personal life, got it?" Draco said threateningly. Ginny only nodded her response, not trusting her voice to speak before she set her mug on the table beside the couch and quickly walked off to her dormitory and buried herself into her bed trying to forget anything that had to do with Draco Malfoy.
"What are we hunting for milord?" a ragged voice cut through the cheers of the black robed figures gathered around the presence of Lord Voldemort.
"The weapon that will bring about my return." Lord Voldemort replied, an evil glinting shining in his blackened eyes.
"Where shall we find this weapon?" the voice asked again.
"I will show you." Voldemort's silky voice spoke softly before he waved his hand and the dull colors of the world around them swirled and mixed together before going dark.
The next day Ginny once again found herself in the Defense Against the Dark Arts room as she pondered the memory she received last night in a dream. This time, however, she was in the room for class. Professor Philips, or Dr. Philips as Ginny knows him, entered the room airily causing the chattering of his students to hush. Although Professor Philips wasn't as fun loving as Professor Lupin or as cool as Professor Moody, he still taught really interesting things. Today for example, Professor Philips was going to teach about Dark Magic usage on the mind.
"Good morning class." Dr. Philips greeted them warmly as he placed his briefcase on top of his desk.
"As I said last week, today we are going to be learning about the Dark Arts influence on the mind. This is imperative to learn because we have learned in past years that "he who must not be named" is strong in mind control and you as young wizards need to be able to counter his attacks on you." Dr. Philips said all attention in the room shooting immediately to him when he mentioned "he who must not be named."
"Now I want you to open your textbooks to where it begins to talk about Legilimency in chapter nineteen. Now, "he who must not be named" is skilled in Legilimency, in fact, it has been said that he can always tell when someone is lying to them. One who practices Legilimency is referred to as a Legilimens. Legilimency comes from the Latin words legens which means "reading" and mens which means "mind." Therefore, Legilimency can be directly translated as "mind reader." Legilimens can peer into the mind of a person they wish and discover their feelings, thoughts and even past memories. One who is particularly skilled in Legilimency, such as "he who must not be named" can even manipulate the person into doing things for them." Professor Philips explained to a now very silent class.
Every Slytherin and Gryffandor in the room was silently staring at the Professor with interested looks, some with their mouths open slightly. Ginny on the other hand was sitting back nervously in chair, her fingers gripping tightly to the edge of the chair making her knuckles go white. Every word that Dr. Philips was saying, each time he explained what Legilimency was, it cut into Ginny's mind. It was so familiar, something she felt that she knew.
"Now, the only way a Legilimens can use its power against someone is if they are directly looking into that person's eyes. So the first key of defense against someone who practices Legilimency is to not obtain eye contact. It is easiest for the Legilimens when the target is weak and vulnerable, or just off-guard and relaxed. More skilled Legilimens, like "he who must not be named" does not need to be in direct contact with the person and can exert his power across the world with just using his mind. Legilimency is something that can be learned, but to those like "you know who" is it a rare gift causing him to wield this power with ease." Dr. Philips continued.
'Oh my gosh.' Ginny's mind screamed as Dr. Philip's words echoed and swirled around in her head. Memories of the Chamber of Secrets came flooding back to her and that's when she realized it.
"I used Legilimency." Ginny gasped softly to herself. It was all there; she used her mind to project herself into Tom Riddle's mind. Granted she couldn't really remember what memories she obtained from his mind, but she still did it, and with such ease. It was natural.
"Concentrate hard, this should come naturally to you Ginny." Her mind suggested.
'That was it, that's what my mind said to me back in the Chamber of Secrets, it would come naturally to me. What does that mean?' Ginny wondered to herself.
'It means you have a gift Ginny, you have a gift for Legilimency and it has been waiting for a long time to be recognized by you.' Her mind suddenly spoke up.
'I have a gift for Legilimency? I have a gift for a Dark Art?' Ginny screeched at mind.
'Don't think of it that way, Legilimency can be used for good as well. Look how you used it in the Chamber of Secrets? You did it to save not only your life, but Harry's as well." Her mind reasoned with her.
'That's true, but still. What do I do now? Tell Dumbledore?' she asked herself, debating what to do.
'I think that would be the best idea, but he might have some kind of idea already since you told him what happened in the Chamber earlier.' Her mind agreed.
'Fine, after the quidditch game today I will tell Professor Dumbledore that I am a Legilimens.' Ginny decided. She brought her attention back to the lessen and realized that a good amount of time had passed and that Professor Philips was finished with the Legilimency lessen for the day and was dismissing the class. Ginny gathered up her things and left the room, her mind still boggling from what she had realized.
Later the afternoon the sun was shining brightly in the sky as the Slytherin team waited in the locker room before their game against Gryffandor. The sun was glinting through the windows, casting rainbows across the room, one landing on Draco's face as he explained that tactics they were going to use in the game today. Ginny had to muffle her giggle at the sight of the bright colors dancing across Draco's skin. She immediately quieted though when Draco sent her a sharp look and went back to listening to his strategy. A loud whistle sounded in the distance, signaling to the two teams to come out on the field. The curtains were drawn away from the entrance to the field and the Slytherin team stepped up to the edge, staring out at the hundreds of students lining the walls of the field, all screaming and waving some oddity. Ginny felt the familiar rush filter through her body and she was anxious to begin the game.
Draco led the way, hopping onto his Firebolt, a signal for the others to do so as well. He sped out of the locker room, the rest of the Slytherin team trailing directly behind them. They moved across the field in a sleek flash of silver and green to the cheers of the Slytherins and the boos of the other three houses. Ginny looked to her right and noticed the gold and maroon colors flashing out of the Gryffandor locker room. She caught sight of Harry speeding out in the lead, a smug and confident look plastered on his face. At the sight of him, the memories of what he had said about her, the tone of his harsh voice grated into her mind and she felt herself becoming angry at the opposite teams seeker. Pushing her personal feelings out of the way, Ginny forced herself to focus on the task at hand, to focus on winning the game.
Madame Hooch raised her hands high in the air as the two teams came together to face off the beginning of the game. Blowing her silver whistle hard, she kicked open the container releasing all four balls, the snitch immediately disappearing, the two bludgers springing free and hunting down the nearest person and the quaffle she threw high in the air for the chasers to catch. Ginny and Tristan immediately sped towards the quaffle, the two Gryffandor chasers also heading for it, the two teams racing for it heads on. Ginny reached it first, but instead of reaching out to grab it, she quickly spun her broom and hit it towards Tristan who caught it easily and swiftly headed towards the Gryffandor end and scored. Ginny pumped her fist in the air; she loved it when her team scored first. It just said something. Scoring the first goal let the whole school know who was in charge.
The quaffle was thrown back and forth between the two teams, the score neck and neck the whole time. Slytherin would score, but Gryffandor would immediately retaliate with ten points of their own. It seemed as if the game would never end, the snitch had not yet appeared and the score was certainly being racked up, now tied at ninety. Draco and Harry circled lazily far above the field taking the time to momentarily glare at one another as their eyes searched for any glimpse of the golden snitch. Ginny grimaced as she took a blow from a bludger, the Gryffandor beater who sent it her way grinning in a satisfied manner. She looked over at Tristan who had a cut on his lip from being smack purposely by the end of a chaser's broom. Ginny felt her anger rising, she never knew that Gryffandor played so dirty.
The sound of the crowd reacting to something startled Ginny and she spun around on her broom looking to see what had cause the disturbance. Harry and Draco had spotted the snitch and were now racing neck to neck in a death-defying dive. Draco, she knew, wanted to catch the snitch really bad, he had never beaten Harry before and Ginny knew that he probably never will. Harry just had that naturally ability to fly and while Draco himself was an amazing flyer; Harry would always be one step above him. Ginny noticed Harry shove Draco with his broom, something that Draco immediately responded too, shoving Harry back hard. That was it for Ginny though, she couldn't take it anymore, couldn't take anymore of Harry's dirty tricks that no one seemed to notice. Sure the Slytherin were known for being not so nice on the quidditch field themselves, Ginny's anger towards Harry had been building ever since his words began echoing in her mind. Ginny flew over towards Goyle and snatched the beater stick out of his hands much to his surprised protest and sped towards the bludger that was speeding directly towards her. She watched out of the corner of her eye as Draco and Harry flew downwards, coming closer to her level, Harry on the side closest to her. It was perfect timing, George or Fred couldn't have done it better. Ginny swung the bat with all her strength towards the bludger connecting with it head on sending it flying in the opposite direction.
Harry was too focused on his goal that he didn't even notice the bludger that was careening gleefully towards him. Ginny watched, poised in the air on her broom, the bat resting on the top of her broom. The bludger rammed forcefully into the back of Harry's broom, the force sending him into a tailspin, the edge of the bludger nipping him none to softly in the leg. Yes Ginny was mad at Harry for what he said and what he was doing, but she was not cruel, she didn't want to shatter his ribs or any other body part by hitting him directly on, she just wanted to make sure he didn't get the snitch. Draco didn't take the time to look back and see what had happen to his opponent, he just kept his focus on the snitch and didn't relax it until the golden snitch was nestled safely in his hands. Ginny screamed and threw her hands in the air, forgetting that she was holding a bat as it fell off her broom and landed on the head of a Gryffandor chaser that was sitting on her broom directly below Ginny. Malfoy couldn't help the grin that split across his face as he raised his black-gloved fist in the air, the snitch squirming uneasily in his grasp. The Slytherin section burst into cheers, they had finally beaten Gryffandor.
Harry sat dejectedly on his broom, staring hard at the celebrating Slytherin team, still in a haze. He just couldn't believe it, he had lost. He looked over and his green eyes caught the backward glance of the brown eyes of Angelina Gracin. Her face was smug, but something in it seemed apologetic, it confused him a little. Harry bit his lip before flying away, heading back with the rest of the Gryffandor team to the locker room, thankful that the bludger had only hit his broom and not himself. Good thing Crabbe and Goyle were bad shots.
The Slytherin team flew back into their locker amidst great cheering; each of them had a bright smile upon their face. Blaise gave Ginny a hug when they got back in, both screaming childishly causing Crabbe to yell at them irritably to shut up.
"I just wanted to say that you all played really well today and that I'm not going to say much because no words are needed, we know how each other is feeling about this." Malfoy said with a grin.
"Man did you see that! Draco that was an amazing catch!" Tristan said excitedly.
"Yeah, but did you see that hit Angelina did on Potter? Absolutely amazing." Goyle countered.
"Yeah that was bloody brilliant too." Tristan agreed.
"Right, now you are all dismissed, shower, eat, whatever, we won't be having practice tomorrow, but I expect to see you all on the field in two days." Draco said. The Slytherin team hollered happily at the prospect of not having practice and slowly drained out of the locker room clapping each other on the back and talking excitedly. As Ginny left she felt someone trailing behind her, when she reached the locker room door, she fumbled and dropped her broom. When she bent down to pick it up, Draco was beside her to do the same thing. Picking up her broom, he handed it to her and leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"Great job today Angelina." Draco's warm breath tickled Ginny's skin sending cool shivers down her body as he stood and walked away leaving her squatting on the ground. Ginny touched the side of her neck by her ear where Draco's breath had brushed her skin and felt it tingle. Catching her thoughts, Ginny straightened herself and stood up.
"Draco Malfoy does not and never will make Ginny Weasely tingle." She said to herself sticking her head up in the air and walking out ignoring her mind's protest that she was no longer Ginny Weasely.
That is it for this chapter, sorry it took so long to get out, I was being really lazy. I was just wanted to attribute some of my information to The Harry Potter Lexicon (http: This is where I got my information about Legilimency. It's a pretty interesting site, but somewhat difficult to navigate and reach the things you want too. Things are going to moving along next chapter, hopefully the most with Ginny and Draco's relationship as well as with the developments about the secret memory Ginny has. Please review, I don't have very many! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!
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