Ginny Weasely tuned out the rest of the DADA session. It wasn't like she didn't know any of the stuff anyways. Tilting her head to the left, she found out that Draco was gone. The light outside was much dimmer and the sun was already setting. Why was it darkening so early? "Miss Weasely?" she heard a voice in the distance. Her surroundings were still a bit hazy and her eyelids threatening to close. "Miss Weasely!" that certain voice snapped again.
Before she knew it, she was being shaken out of her thoughts and pushed back into reality, where Colin and Professor Bloom were impatiently waiting. "Miss Weasely? I'd really love for you to actually listen to what I'm saying." said an irritated Professor Bloom. "It's not everyday you have a student as bright as you enter my class."
His compliment caused her eyebrows to scrunch in confusion. "Uh .. Thank you .. Professor Bloom." He seemed like the ladies man; always smooth and a great charmer. It wouldn't be a surprise to Ginny if the man had a girlfriend. Although he was quite the catch, Ginny could never see the sexy Professor that way. He was just too .. Old. And plus, there was Draco. That's right. Dear old Draco.
It's been a week and he still hasn't given her a reason to why he was acting strange that night. Was it because he was scared? Did he not love her? Everyday Ginny would stare out into the Slytherin table, hoping to catch his attention. It never happened. He was either talking to Pansy or some other Slytherin girl. It hurt her to see him flirt, but she knew he would never come back to her. She was Virginia Weasely, innocent sixth year Gryffindor and Ron's little sister. She wasn't anything compared to the beautiful and blonde Pansy Parkinson or stylish and lavish Keira Chelts. They may have been the prettiest, but they were used way too often.
In laymen's terms, they were sluts. Everyone's had a taste of them, even Draco. That made Ginny feel even lower. It didn't matter how bad he hurt her, or how mean he was, she knew, deep within her heart, that she was still madly in love with him. Not the cruel and unruly Draco in the outside, but the kind and gentle Draco in the inside. He would buy her flowers, surprise her with trips to Hogsmeade. He was perfect all in all, but .. what happened?
"Ginny .. are you okay? You've been acting strange lately." said a concerned Colin, putting down his quill and directing all of his attention to her. "Is this about .. Mr. I'm An Asshole?"
Ginny smiled at the nickname Colin gave him. "I know I said I'd tell you, but .. now isn't the time. We're in the middle of class, Colin Creevey!" snapped Ginny, pretending to be mad. "I'll talk to you later. We can have a sleepover or something in Hermione's dorm. She's head girl, or did you forget?"
Colin scoffed. "I'm not that bloody stupid!" he yelled. Professor Bloom stopped his talking and sauntered his way over to them.
Eying Colin up and down, he frowned. "Mr. Creevey, if you insist on screaming, I suggest you take this outside. Or at least to the Potions classroom so you can interrupt Professor Snape!" His joke send a wave of giggles and snickers throughout the room. "Now, if you and Miss Weasely are done talking, I'd like to get back to teaching." Turning his heel and walking back, he spun around once more. "Oh, and I would like to see the two of you at the end of class."
Colin gulped, afraid he was in trouble. "Uh .. I'm sorry about the outburst, Professor." he apologized timidly, wiping some excess sweat of his forehead. "Uh .. Ginny .. She .. Well .. Yeah."
Professor Bloom chuckled. "It's quite alright, Mr. Creevey. You're not in trouble, I just need to speak with the two of you. It's not bad, it's actually rather good."
Letting out a breath of relief, Colin threw Ginny a huge smile. "No one can resist me!" he whispered, going back to his textbook and writing down a few notes. Ginny grinned, knowing that Colin was one of the cutest guys in their year.
"Whatever, you say .." Ginny smirked. ".. Mr. Creevey."
Hermione Jessyca Granger ran down the last flight of stairs, a huge smile plastered on her face. Her parents came to visit, bringing her little sister Olivia with them. Olivia was only six years old, attending first grade. Hermione loved the girl dearly and would anything for her. Out of breath, she continued to jog to HeadMaster Dumbledore's office, where her family would be. Closing her eyes, she ran into what she thought was a wall.
"Bloody hell!" she shrieked, falling onto her butt. "Stupid walls! You never bloody know when they'll appear!" Blinking her eyes open and closed, she looked up and found two dark blue eyes staring at her. "You." she spat fiercely.
Blaise offered his hand, his eyes pleading her. "I'm sorry, I didn't know where I was going." he said sincerely, grasping her hand and hoisting her up.
Regaining her balance, Hermione glared daggers at the young man. "Don't you have an innocent first year to bully?" she asked, venom dripping from her voice. She patted the dust of her robes and started to walk away.
"Hermione! Wait!" Blaise seized her forearm and spun her around. "I said I was sorry, okay! I told you! I never meant to do that! Draco was there, I couldn't just say no! Please, Mione, understand! I love you, I really do! Don't think that that whole thing was something against us!"
Her eyes softening, Hermione stroked Blaise's cheek. "I love you, too." she whispered, leaning forward and placing a chaste kiss on his lips. She pulled back, smiling.
"You call that a kiss?" he asked amused, taking his hand and placing it behind her head. Lowering his head, he captured her lips in his, taking his tongue and stroking her bottom lip. She invited it eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Remembering about Olivia, Hermione reluctantly pulled back. "I have to go! My sister's here!" Pecking his lips once more, she broke out of his embrace and ran like hell towards Dumbledore's office. "Jelly Beans are so delicious!" she screamed the password, the gargoyle spinning around, revealing the stairs. Sprinting up, she stopped before the black door. She straightened out her hair, and brushed off anything on her face. She was sure she looekd flustered, but she would just say she ran the whole way, which she did.
Swinging the door open, Hermione looked around, spotting a small figure asleep on a couch. "Olivia!" she squealed, causing the little girl to wake up and run towards her.
"Mione! Mione! Mione!" she said over and over, jumping up and throwing herself at the Head Girl. "Guess what? Mummy and Da said I can stay here with you! Dumbly said I could, too!"
Hermione pulled back and stared at her parents, a bit taken back. "Stay here with me? Why? And who the bloody hell is Dumbly?!"
Olivia gazed at the bushy haired girl, her eyes wide. "Mione, Dumbly said I have to stay here 'cause Mummy and Da are in troubles. Oodles and Oodles of troubles, Mione." Her voice was so soft and babyish, it caused Hermione to soften up a tad. "Are you mad? You don't want me here?"
"Oh baby, that's not it. I just wanted to know why Mum and Da are in 'troubles'. And who this Dumbly bloke is." replied Hermione, picking up Olivia and carrying her over to her parents. "Mum? Da? What's happened? Are you guys alright?"
Connie Granger looked downwards, her husband placing his hands on her shoulders. "Hermione, Darling, Albus has something he needs to discuss with you. It's about Olivia." her father said solemnly.
"What?! Why?! Oh Gods, what's happening?!" Hermione was frantic, asking questions here and there. Her parents looked as if they were hiding something. "Mum, what's the matter?" she whispered.
Albus Dumbledore then stepped into the room, his phoenix on his shoulder. "Miss Granger, there are some things that need some talking about." he said nicely, a smile on his face; that same twinkle in his eyes. He miotioned for the family of four to sit down in the seats situated in front of his desk. Dumbledore bent down and sat in the chair, letting Faux fly over to his perch. "As you know, I've allowed Olivia to stay here for the time being."
"That's the problem, Professor. Why on earth would Olivia be staying here? She has schooling and a life back home. She's not even old enough to attend Hogwarts just yet. Why would she be staying here with me?" Hermione let Olivia lean back onto her chest. The small child instantly fell asleep, making cooing noises.
"He has risen, Miss Granger and therefore, your family must go into hiding. He will not stand to see you alive. You are nothing but a Muggle-Born to him." said Dumbledore quietly.
Hermione's mouth stayed open, her brain not able to register what he just said. "But .. But .. He's dead. Harry killed him back in fifth year. He's supposed to be dead!" yelled Hermione, tears forming in her eyes.
"This is all that I'm allowed to share with you. Olivia will be staying with you. You may not agree to these terms, but they must be followed." Hermione nodded for him to continue. "Olivia will be with you at all times, no exceptions. She will be with you when you attend your meals, when you go to class, and when you watch the Quidditch games. She is under your care now, Miss Granger. Don't let us down."
Hermione looked down at her baby sister and smiled. "I won't." she whispered. Then it hit her. "What will happen to Mum and Da?!"
Connie placed her hand over her daughter's. "Darling, we'll be just fine. The Order will take care of us. Just please keep Olivia safe." Hermione nodded hastily, the tears finally falling down her cheeks.
Dumbledore gestured for them all to rise, Olivia still sleeping in Hermione's arms. Connia hugged her daughter with all her might, also giving Olivia a kiss on the forehead. "I love you." she whispered, walking over to Dumbledore.
Donald came forth, also hugging both his daughters. "If you love him, Mione, then I approve." he said quietly. Hermione snapped up her head in shock. "A father knows everything. I love you." He then left towards his wife and the HeadMaster. "Bye, my babies .."
In a flash, all three of them apparated, Dumbledore doing the apparating. "Bye Mum, Bye Da." whispered Hermione, meandering out of the office and into the hallway.
She stole a glance at Olivia and smiled. "I'll take care of you, baby. I promise."
Ginny and Colin were walking around aimlessly through the halls after dinner, hoping to dump into to either Neville or Hermione. Neville didn't show up and everyone knew why. Lavender wasn't there either, so it was pretty obvious.
What worried the two the most was the fact that Hermione didn't show. So, they both decided that after dinner they would visit the Head Dorms. Colin also told Ginny that he would hurt Draco if he said anything to offend her. "So, Gin, do you like our new DADA Professor?" asked Colin.
"Well, yeah. He is a great teacher, even though I wasn't really paying attention." Ginny replied, giggling throughout the sentence. "You should of seen your face when he asked us to stay after class. You were scared out of your wits!"
"Hey!" Colin retorted, "I was not scared! I was merely shaken a bit! I thought we were in trouble! You can't blame me!"
"Oh, please." Ginny rolled her eyes. "Oh, I'm so sorry Professor Bloom!" she mocked, earning a glare from Colin.
"Bloody scarlet woman." he muttered under his breath.
"What was that, Colin?" asked Ginny.
"Nothing." Colin turned to his left, straight for the Head Dorms. "I can't believe he asked us to do that though. Whoever thought?"
FLASHBACK
Professor Bloom dismissed the class. "Miss Weasely, Mr Creevey. Will you please come over here for a second?" he asked, erasing the blackboard.
Ginny halfheartedly walked over there, practically dragging a nervous Colin down with her. "Come on, Colin! He won't bloody bite you!" she snapped at him. She heard Professor Bloom laugh from behind the desk.
"She's right, Mr. Creevey. I don't really think human blood is a great delicacy." he said amused. Professor Bloom waited until they were right before him to speak, "I called you both over here after class to ask if you would do me a rather large favor. And if you don't .. well, let's just say it's your funeral."
"Alright .." said Ginny and Colin uneasily.
"Well, I was hoping you both would help me teach my second and ninth class every Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. You're both at the top of the lesson, so I figured it wouldn't be very hard for you." Professor Bloom organized his quills, awaiting the duo's answer.
Colin looked like he was going to faint. "Of course, Professor!" he said happily, clapping his hands together.
Ginny stared at him, her nostrils flared. "Uh .. Yeah, I'd love to do it. As long as Colin and I stay far away from each other." she teased.
Professor Bloom shrugged. "That can be arranged."
Ginny snorted, while Colin looked hurt. "Aw, Col, I was just kidding. Don't get your knickers in a twist!"
"Yeah, yeah." Colin looked over at his handsome Professor. "Is that all, Professor Bloom?"
"Yes, you may both leave now."
END OF FLASHBACK
"Here we are!" screamed Colin, standing in front of a very detailed portrait. Painted, was a white unicorn surrounded by bushes. "Hello, Shadow!" Colin said to the animal.
"Colin." she replied. "Ginny." she said to the red head. "Password?"
"Hogwarts a History." Colin and Ginny said in unison. The door swung open, Colin going in first, making sure the coast was clear of Draco. "He's not here." Ginny nodded, entering right behind him. The common room was empty, so they decided to go and see if Hermione was in her room.
Colin and Ginny both ascended the stairs, their robes flowing. Knocking on the door, Colin said loudly, "Mione! Are you in there?! It's Colin and Ginny!"
They got no answer. Preparing to leave, the door opened widely, revealing Hermione in her pajamas and paint smeared all over her face. "Hey guys!"
"Bloody hell! What happened to you?" asked Colin, pushing some hair away from her face. "You look like you've been attacked by the Paint Monster."
"Olivia is what happened." said Hermione, pulling her tank top down a bit.
Ginny squealed. "Olivia is here!" Rushing into the room, Ginny searched for the girl. Upon finding her, she enveloped her in a huge hug, causing the little girl to suffocate.
"Ginny - You're - Hurting - Me." choked Olivia.
"Olly, I can't believe you're here!" Ginny lifted up the girl and threw her onto the bed, making her bounce up and down continuously. "I've missed you, baby!"
"I've missed you, too, Ginny!" They both then began jumping on the bed, ignoring Hermione and Colin.
"What's Olly doing here?" asked Colin.
"I'll tell you later. Let's just enjoy this little show." responded Hermione, placing her arm around Colin's shoulders and squeezing tight. "Thanks, Col."
"For what?"
"For everything." Hermione laid her head on his shoulder, thankful that she had friends that cared so much. "I wonder where Neville is."
"Probably off having a moonlit stroll with Lavender." said Colin.
"Eehh .. Figures."
(A/N): Okay .. i had to make up Hermione's mother and father's names. So i named them Connie and Donald .. lol .. i know .. cheesy as hell .. and the only people i own are Olivia and Keira Chelts .. ) .. review please .. tell me what you guys think ! love yah xOo