Miss Ginny Malfoy
Summary: Ginny is daughter of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy while Draco is son of Arthur and Molly Weasley. A bit out of my twisted mind :P Enjoy! This is Ginny's 5th Year and the other's 6th, just so you don't get confused.
Disclaimer: You want me to do WHAT? starts laughing crazily Ha…that's a good one...whew…
Previously...
Oh my god…
What is happening to me?
Something strange is happening…what greater forces are involved?
Chapter Four
"No!" Ginny gasped for breath, sitting up frantically. Clutching her throat, she looked around. Where was she? In her room!
No…How can I be here? I was just on the train…just talking to Draco…again.
"What is going on?" Ginny murmured.
"Ginny dear! Time to get up! You don't want to be late for the Hogwarts Express do you?" Narcissa Malfoy's voice pierced Ginny's thoughts.
Not again!
Ginny didn't move. She just sat there, still as a rock.
"Ginny?" A short knock at her door instigated that her mother was losing patience.
"Yes, I'll be out in a second," Ginny whispered. Good God…
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"Now, you see what happens when you waste time?" Narcissa fussed over Ginny's school robes, which were slightly wrinkled due to the fact that Ginny didn't have time to get them ironed.
"Mum, I'm fine," Ginny absent-mindedly brushed Narcissa's busy hands away.
"What did you call me?" Narcissa stare incredulously at her daughter. This was her daughter, right?
"What?" Ginny was still staring blankly into space.
"You called me 'mum'."
"Yeah, so?" Ginny turned to face her. "What of it?"
"Well," Narcissa looked a bit taken back. "You've never called me that before."
"Oh…Really?" Ginny wasn't paying attention again.
"Yes well, it's seems so...common."
"Oh, I see."
"Yes well," the older woman seemed to have recovered from her shock. "You best be going now, correct?"
"Yes mother." Ginny stepped onto the train and sat down in the nearest compartment.
"Do remember to-"
"Yes mother, I will." Ginny looked out the window and gave the worried figure a small smile and waved as the Express began to move.
"Goodbye, darling, and be careful! And remember!"
"I know, I know," Ginny sighed. "'Never make friends with Weasleys.'"
Narcissa dropped her waving arm and frowned. Had she heard correctly? Oh well. She was a busy woman and had many things to attend to…And with one final look at the departing train, she left.
Ginny sighed. What was wrong with this? Why are things repeating themselves? It was like being stuck in a wormhole…where time links and continues in a never ending circle. What a horrible fate…stuck.
Ginny sighed again.
Predictably, the compartment door slid open quietly and a figure entered. Sighing once more, Ginny mumbled, "Hello Draco."
"How did you know it was me?" He sat down beside her.
"Woman's intuition?" Ginny gave a bitter chuckle.
"Is something wrong?" he slid closer, trying to look her in the eye.
"No." Ginny got up and sat on the other side of the compartment.
"Oh."
Ginny then felt bad for making him uncomfortable. It wasn't his fault…was it?
"So…um…how was your summer?" Draco tried feebly to remove some of the tension that was settling into the small space that was beginning to feel claustrophobic.
"The best!" Ginny was angry again at the repetition and Draco seemed like such an obvious punching bag.
"Really? What'd you do?"
"Nothing, that was sarcasm." Ginny rolled her eyes again.
"Oh." The bitter comments and harsh tone had hurt him more than Ginny knew, and by the time she turned around to investigate the silence that had slowly surrounded her, he was gone.
Dammit…what have I done?
Author's Note: What is going on:P Only I know!