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LITTLE RED EARS
Full Summary:
Ginny's ears always turn searing red in embarrassing situations. What happens when a certain someone starts to notice? Somehow he finds the fiery look on Ginny quite attractive. So what happens when his worst enemy begins to fall for the same person too? Should he forget about her or will he fight for her heart?
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Returning the Wand
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Draco didn't have potions class with Ginny for the next few days but her voice kept running through his head. Must have been the first time I ever saw you without that cold front on your face. Why did she say that? Did she truly believe that he wasn't all that he appeared to be? He had never shown anyone the slightly nicer side of him, the side that wasn't smirking at everything, the side that didn't want to be a death eater.
He shook those thoughts from his head and wondered how Ginny was faring without her wand. Draco completely forgot to give it back to her at the tower. He didn't want anyone to know he had another side so he left, the wand forgotten in his pocket.
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Ginny grumbled angrily to herself. She sat in Transfiguration class without a wand. Running through the events of the past few days, she decided she had probably misplaced it somewhere sometime. Ginny completely overlooked the fact that Draco took it during her detention. In fact, she didn't think of the times she saw him at all. He was starting to confuse her and she wasn't the kind of person who liked to be confused.
After Professor McGonagall finished lecturing, she told everybody to come to the front of the room to get a parrot so they could change it into a vase. Unfortunately, Ginny wasn't quite paying attention so she didn't notice what the professor said. All the other students were coming back to their seats, parrots in hand, when Professor McGonagall noticed that Ginny hadn't moved.
"Ms. Weasley!" Professor McGonagall said sharply.
Ginny began turning red when she realized that everyone was looking at her.
"Yes?" she asked quietly.
"May I ask why you did not get a parrot?"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Ginny began, "I wasn't paying attention." Ginny scurried to the front and brought the last parrot to her seat.
"Now you may all begin transfiguring your parrots into vases," Professor McGonagall announced to the class.
Ginny sat there, staring at her purple parrot, not quite sure what she should do.
Professor McGonagall noticed this, "Ms. Weasley!" she said sharply.
"Yes?" Ginny asked, even though she knew what was coming.
"May I ask why you are not transfiguring your parrot into a vase?"
"I don't have my wand, Professor," she mumbled quietly.
"What was that?"
"I don't have my wand!" Ginny repeated louder.
"Where is it then?" Professor McGonagall questioned severely.
"Um, I don't know exactly," Ginny answered, sinking lower into her seat.
"Are you saying you don't know the exact whereabouts of your wand? You need it for almost every class!" she said loudly.
"I know, but I haven't had to use wands in my classes so far so I didn't notice."
"You didn't notice," Professor McGonagall stated, a sever expression on her face.
Ginny shook her head, extremely embarrassed.
"Then it will have to be 15 points from Gryffindor for being carelessly unprepared."
Ginny sunk even lower into her seat, wishing she could just disappear. All the Gryffindors were glaring at her angrily. Its not as if they never lost points before, Ginny thought.
After zoning out, she began thinking of all the possible places her wand could be. Then it hit her: Malfoy. He took it away during her detention.
"That git!" she said out loud.
McGonagall stopped lecturing and everyone stared at her. Ginny felt her ears turning red. She sunk back into her seat and glared at her desk. She groaned quietly to herself. It would be hard to get her wand back; she never had many civil conversations with Draco. I suppose I'll ask if I see him, she thought. She didn't know how hard that would be, especially since Draco was avoiding her.
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Draco was trying to avoid Ginny because he didn't know what he would say to her once he saw her. He couldn't exactly start insulting her the way he usually did. For some reason, he felt it wouldn't be fair, especially since they were so nice to each other that night in the tower. It was strange for Draco to be thinking this, but those thoughts were there as sure as the sun in the sky.
"She's going to want the wand back eventually," Draco told himself later in his room. He thought of how to give it to her without actually having to talk to her. The only way was to owl it to her. He would have to use a school owl though because he didn't have his own owl anymore. His father decided to kill it when he found out that Draco cared for it. It was after this that he decided never to show his other side, to never have a permanent girlfriend he cared for, to never let Potter get the best of him too often. Who knows what Lucius would do next?
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Ginny stared moodily at her breakfast the next morning trying to figure out how she would get her wand back from Draco. She looked up and glared at him. He was sitting there as calm as you please and talking to some friend of his with dark hair.
"Right Ginny?" Katherine said.
"Sure," Ginny said absentmindedly, still glaring at Draco.
"Ginny!" Hermione said, waving her hand in front of her face.
"What?" Ginny said, finally turning towards her friend.
"What is wrong with you? You've been glaring a hole through Malfoy for the past five minutes!"
"No I haven't!"
"Yes you have," said Katherine, jumping into the conversation. "If I didn't know better, you'd think that you were infatuated with him or something."
Ginny smiled sarcastically and said, "Yes, Kats that is my goal, to get him to fall hopelessly in love with me."
"Is it really, Weasel?"
Ginny sighed and turned around, "What do you want Malfoy?" He just smirked at her and left.
"That was strange," Hermione remarked.
"Yeah, he didn't say anything about your family or money or anything," Katherine added.
"It is weird," Ginny agreed. "Well I'm off, see you guys in class."
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Ginny sat on her bed adding some finishing touches to her potions essay when a glossy brown school owl tapped on the window. She let him in and it flew onto her bedpost.
"Hey there beautiful," she said, stroking its head. The owl held up its foot where it clutched a piece of rolled parchment. She took it curiously. Mail was usually delivered during breakfast.
Ginny's wand rolled out of the parchment, and she smiled when she read the single word written there: Sorry.
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