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Author Notes: Okay! Here is another chapter! Another fairly long chapter! I am very pleased with how this turned out! Oh and BTW, for this fic, "Muto Posterus" means change the future... Okay! Reviewers!
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Ginny, Madison, and Pansy all walked down to the Great Hall, chatting merrily. Pansy had shown her their rooms already and dropped off their things. They idly sat down at the Slytherin table in their usual seats. Ginny felt the glares of the Gryffindors again on her back. She turned around to find them indeed glaring at her. She looked over at Ron. He was obviously not over it. She rolled her eyes and turned back to Pansy and Madison.
"They still haven't stopped?" Pansy asked her. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"I'm not sure if they will," she said. "But I'll tell you, it is getting old."
"I'm surprised Ron has stormed up and started yelling at you yet," Madison commented.
"That's because he hasn't gotten the chance," Ginny said. "I purposely have been avoiding him all day. I am not up for another fight right now. Maybe tomorrow."
Pansy and Madison laughed. Pansy added, "Yeah, I bet he'll regret it too. He's doing himself a favor by not fighting with you."
Just then, Blaise walked in and took a seat next to them, right as the food appeared.
"Hey Blaise," Madison said, watching as he immediately shoved food in his mouths. "Who is chasing you?"
"Hey Madison," Blaise said, swallowing his food, and giving her a smirk. Pansy rolled her eyes. "No one. I just really need to go. Can someone hand me that napkin? I was supposed to take some food to Draco..."
"That answers my next question. Where are you hurrying off to?" Ginny asked, handing him her unused napkin.
"Quidditch tryouts. Draco's Captain, I'm Co-Captain. We have to hold tryouts for Chaser and Beater. It's going to be a long night," Blaise said, finishing the last of his potato. He scooped some food into the napkin Ginny had given him and stood up. He waved goodbye to Ginny and Pansy and gave Madison a little wink. "See you later."
With that, he left the hall. Madison watched him go with interest.
"Maddy... Madison! MADISON!" Ginny yelled at her. She still didn't take her eyes off of Blaise so Ginny elbowed her in the ribs.
"What?" Madison asked, rubbing her ribs.
"Quidditch tryouts," Ginny told her said. Madison let a slow smirk slide on her face.
"I'm in," Madison said, still smirking. She turned to Pansy. "Are you coming Pans?"
Pansy shook her head and laughed. "I ride a broomstick but I don't play Quidditch! Plus, I have two major essays to do. But you girls go and kick ass!"
"Okay," Ginny said, standing up with Madison. She checked her watch. Ten till. "We need to go... We'll catch you later Pansy!"
With that, they tore down the aisles. Pansy turned to them, motioning to Ginny's and Madison's low-rider jeans and t-shirts. "In those clothes?"
Madison turned to her, shrugging. "Why not? Later Pans!"
Pansy watched them speed out of the Great Hall and turned back to her food, raising her eyebrows.
They arrived down at the pitch right as the seven rolled around. They skidded to a halt, slightly out of breath next to the other people trying out. Ginny looked down the line. There were two 5th years, Crabbe, Goyle, and Millicent Bulstrode other than themselves. Madison, obviously seeing the turnout as well, muttered, "It's a good thing that we're here or Draco and Blaise would die having to choose one of these oafs."
Ginny stifled a giggle and nodded. Then, they saw Draco and Blaise walk out to the Quidditch pitch, crate of balls in hand. Draco and Blaise looked critically down the line. They sneered at the fifth years, Crabbe, Goyle, Bulstrode, and were prepared to smirk at the final two, when they saw who it was.
"So we aren't doomed," she heard Draco mutter with a smirk, that Ginny saw through the dark. Has he always been this sexy? She thought to herself. Then she realized what she had just thought. What is happening to me???
Blaise then replied, "Definitely not, mate. I'd say blessed."
Ginny and Madison gave each other a look. Madison whispered to Ginny. "We nailed it, I know it already. First of all, we are the best fliers here, and second, the Captain and Co-Captain dig us."
Ginny nodded, not really noticing what Madison said. Then she whispered exasperatedly back to Madison. "Madison, get over it! Draco doesn't like me!"
"Whatever Gin," she answered with a smirk. But they didn't get any further because Draco had started to address the players.
"Now, can I please have those trying out for Beater to the left of me, and those for Chaser on the right?" He asked, sounding exasperated. Ginny and Madison smirked as they headed over to where he and Blaise stood, Ginny off to his right and Madison to the left.
"Alright. Now this should be interesting," he said with a sneer. "I'll take the Chaser's trying out, and Blaise will take the Beater's. You will each fly for three minutes against us to show us the best of your abilities, for some of which are few."
Blaise then spoke up. "Alright, Beaters! Meet me at the west end of the field! Grab brooms!"
Crabbe, Goyle, and Madison trooped down, Madison giving Ginny a smile before going.
Draco then spoke again. "And Chasers! The left end! And grab brooms as well!"
The two fifth years, Bulstrode, and Ginny all went down to the left end as promised, each grabbing a much worn Comet 260. Thank Merlin Ginny had that Nimbus Deluxe she had received as a birthday present over the summer in the event that she made the team, which was likely.
Blaise walked over to Draco, throwing a smirk on his face. "Well mate, I don't know about you, but I have chosen. First of all, the other two are Crabbe and Goyle. Enough said. Second of all, she's gorgeous and comes with high ratings for Beater from Salem Witch Institute. But mostly, she's gorgeous."
Draco rolled his eyes. Blaise caught it and replied. "Don't roll you eyes. We both know who you're going to pick for most of the reasons I am picking Madison."
Draco didn't say a word. He simply smirked and answered, "Whatever you say Blaise. Whatever you say."
Blaise raised his eyebrows and walked over to where the Beaters were waiting. Draco sighed and walked over to the Chaser's.
Ten minutes later, Draco sat on his broomstick in midair, playing Keeper against Millicent Bulstrode. He easily blocked another feeble attempt at scoring. The fifth years had already gone, but one fell off his broomstick in mid-try out and had to go to the Hospital Wing with a broken wrist. The other somehow managed to fly into the goalpost and found himself joining his house member. He found himself once again drifting away with his thoughts. Now he knew what Professor Snape had told him earlier. The choice was rather easy. But seeing her there along with Madison surprised him. He really shouldn't have been surprised though. He had seen on the Gryffindor team and she was good. But he had been surprised. Although he was more pleased. He snapped back out of his thoughts as he caught another pointless attempt at the goals.
"Thank you Millicent," he said, flying down to the ground again, Millicent following. He landed softly. He looked around for Ginny and yelled, "Virginia Weasley!"
"Draco Malfoy," she mimicked lightly from behind him, stepping onto the Quidditch Pitch, broom in hand.
"I guess you've gathered that you're next," he said, stepping onto the pitch as well. He then noticed what she was wearing. "You'll be able to fly dressed like that?"
"Not a problem for me," Ginny said, straddling her broom. He looked as her jeans stretched when she swung her leg over the broom. "Is it any for you?"
"Of course not," he answered, swallowing a gulp. Yes it was a bloody problem! He swore mentally as he felt his body respond to Ginny's tight jeans and shirt. Thanking Merlin he was wearing robes, he mounted his broom as well and took off. He flew over to the goal and watched as Ginny flew up, Quaffle in hand. She quirked an eyebrow.
"Ready?" She asked devilishly.
"Of course," he said arrogantly. She grinned and sharply turned to the right, hurling the ball into one of the goals.
"Is that the best you can do Mr. Malfoy?" She asked challengingly. He mentally slapped himself. How could he have let that by him? Too long with Millicent...
"Try again," Draco said with an equal note of challenge in his voice. She grinned again and dived down, Draco watching her streak through the air, her dark red hair blowing behind her. Suddenly, she popped up to the left and sent it flying through the goal. She smirked.
"Before you say anything," Draco started, "Just realize that I am Seeker not Keeper. Now, we have about a minute left. Let's see how you travel with the Quaffle."
She just smiled as he passed the ball back to her, flying out to the center. "Go!"
At this, she shot forward, Draco cutting her off, so she dived down. He met her once again and this time, tried to knock the Quaffle out of her hands. She ducked and raced to the other end of the field, dropping it easily in the hoop.
"Well done," he commented as they touched down. It was true, he was impressed. Not even the younger Flint and Nott put together were as good as she was. He went over to the center of the field where Blaise was headed as well. They meet in the center.
"Ginny?"
"Madison?"
They both questioned at the same time. Both smirking and nodding, they turned back around. Draco went over to where Millicent and Ginny were standing.
"Although we have two applicants injured, Blaise and I have made our decisions. The position of Chaser goes to Ginny."
Ginny smirked as Millicent walked away. Draco looked at her smug smirk and asked her, "You already knew didn't you?"
"Since I saw who turned out," she answered, looking at him as they walked over. He shook his head and gave a small smile. Ginny noticed this and spoke out. "You know, you look a lot better when you smile. Even if it is small."
He looked over at her, lifting one eyebrow. She nodded. "It's true. I just thought I should mention it."
By then they had reached the middle of the field. They saw Blaise enveloped in a huge hug from Madison. They could hear her screams faintly from the distance.
"This is sooo cool! Thank you Blaise! Thank you!"
Ginny smiled and turned to Draco. "It's only a matter of days I think, until Blaise asks her out. Because he really doesn't look like he minds her hugging him, does he?"
"No. He looks like he's in heaven," Draco said with a smirk. "And it doesn't look like they are going to walk with us."
"No, it doesn't," Ginny said with a laugh.
Draco sweep out his arm in a mock royal gesture. "Shall we?"
Ginny smiled and nodded. The two silently started walking the tedious walk back to the castle. Ginny suddenly shivered. She hadn't really realized how cold it was out there until then. Suddenly, she felt something warm draped over her shoulders. She looked to see Draco pulling his arms away from his cloak and her shoulders.
"Thank you," Ginny said simply. He nodded.
"It's chilly out here," he commented. They walked on silently for a few minutes more before Draco broke the silence.
"Why did you re-sort yourself?" He asked. Ginny sighed, gathering all her thoughts.
"Well, I didn't belong with the bloody Gryffindors. They pissed me off and I really wasn't one of them. And I also knew that if I were to re-sort, I would end up in Slytherin. The Sorting Hat told me when I was sorted that I should be in Slytherin, but being young and stupid as I was, I wanted to be put in Gryffindor to impress my family," Ginny said, looking up at Draco. He looked a little surprised.
"So you voluntarily re-sorted yourself knowing you'd be in Slytherin? Why" He said, looking back at her. They had reached the castle and they entered it, walking down the hall in the direction of their rooms.
"Because I wanted to piss Ron off," Ginny answered with a smile. Draco smirked. "It's partly true. I did want him to wake up a little. But I felt better with the Slytherins than I ever did with the Gryffindors. And because of certain people."
"Madison?" he asked. She nodded. "You should 'people'. Who else?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Ginny answered mischievously. They reached the hallway between Pansy's and Draco's rooms now.
"Yes I would," he said stopping, with a small smirk upon his face.
"I bet you would," Ginny answered, pulling Draco's cloak off her shoulders. "Thank you for letting me use this."
She handed it over to Draco, who stood there, with the smirk still on his face. "You're not going to tell me are you?"
"No," Ginny said, grinning. "Goodnight Draco Malfoy."
With that, she turned away. She walked down to the portrait, leaning up against a wall beside it. She let her head rest against the cool brick that surrounded it. What is he doing to me? Ginny asked herself silently.
"Muto Posterus," Ginny whispered to the portrait before climbing into their rooms.
Draco stood in that hallway, watching her hips sway seductively until she was out of sight. He shook his head and walked down to Lady Cassandra. He leaned back against the cool wall beside the portrait and let his head rest on the wall. What is she doing to me? He asked himself, before whispering his password and entering his rooms.
Author Notes: Okay! Here is another chapter! Another fairly long chapter! I am very pleased with how this turned out! Oh and BTW, for this fic, "Muto Posterus" means change the future... Okay! Reviewers!
Angel-Face101: Thanks for your review! Here is another chapter I think you'll all like...
ExtremeBlueFire: Thanks for you review! So you had a story similar to this you say? Hmmm, interesting... What was it called? Anyways, I'm glad you like my story! I hope it isn't going too fast for you, because you had mentioned something about that... But I'm not one to drag things out for a long time. Plus, there is way more to this story than just Draco/Ginny... There is only one more thing I am gonna say about it... Look at the title... So, yes, I am glad you like it... And I wasn't aware that people liked Blaise so much... That's cool!
Kiku2: Thanks! I am so glad you like it! Oh! That makes me soooo happy!
DanielLover00: Thanks for your review! About the whole Quidditch thing, your questions will be answered and a lot more!
cutee: Thanks! I'm glad you like it!
Bee: I'm really happy you like my fic! You are so nice! Um, yes I will continue this fic so you don't die...Lol... I was planning on it anyways obviously! Lol!
Ginny, Madison, and Pansy all walked down to the Great Hall, chatting merrily. Pansy had shown her their rooms already and dropped off their things. They idly sat down at the Slytherin table in their usual seats. Ginny felt the glares of the Gryffindors again on her back. She turned around to find them indeed glaring at her. She looked over at Ron. He was obviously not over it. She rolled her eyes and turned back to Pansy and Madison.
"They still haven't stopped?" Pansy asked her. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"I'm not sure if they will," she said. "But I'll tell you, it is getting old."
"I'm surprised Ron has stormed up and started yelling at you yet," Madison commented.
"That's because he hasn't gotten the chance," Ginny said. "I purposely have been avoiding him all day. I am not up for another fight right now. Maybe tomorrow."
Pansy and Madison laughed. Pansy added, "Yeah, I bet he'll regret it too. He's doing himself a favor by not fighting with you."
Just then, Blaise walked in and took a seat next to them, right as the food appeared.
"Hey Blaise," Madison said, watching as he immediately shoved food in his mouths. "Who is chasing you?"
"Hey Madison," Blaise said, swallowing his food, and giving her a smirk. Pansy rolled her eyes. "No one. I just really need to go. Can someone hand me that napkin? I was supposed to take some food to Draco..."
"That answers my next question. Where are you hurrying off to?" Ginny asked, handing him her unused napkin.
"Quidditch tryouts. Draco's Captain, I'm Co-Captain. We have to hold tryouts for Chaser and Beater. It's going to be a long night," Blaise said, finishing the last of his potato. He scooped some food into the napkin Ginny had given him and stood up. He waved goodbye to Ginny and Pansy and gave Madison a little wink. "See you later."
With that, he left the hall. Madison watched him go with interest.
"Maddy... Madison! MADISON!" Ginny yelled at her. She still didn't take her eyes off of Blaise so Ginny elbowed her in the ribs.
"What?" Madison asked, rubbing her ribs.
"Quidditch tryouts," Ginny told her said. Madison let a slow smirk slide on her face.
"I'm in," Madison said, still smirking. She turned to Pansy. "Are you coming Pans?"
Pansy shook her head and laughed. "I ride a broomstick but I don't play Quidditch! Plus, I have two major essays to do. But you girls go and kick ass!"
"Okay," Ginny said, standing up with Madison. She checked her watch. Ten till. "We need to go... We'll catch you later Pansy!"
With that, they tore down the aisles. Pansy turned to them, motioning to Ginny's and Madison's low-rider jeans and t-shirts. "In those clothes?"
Madison turned to her, shrugging. "Why not? Later Pans!"
Pansy watched them speed out of the Great Hall and turned back to her food, raising her eyebrows.
They arrived down at the pitch right as the seven rolled around. They skidded to a halt, slightly out of breath next to the other people trying out. Ginny looked down the line. There were two 5th years, Crabbe, Goyle, and Millicent Bulstrode other than themselves. Madison, obviously seeing the turnout as well, muttered, "It's a good thing that we're here or Draco and Blaise would die having to choose one of these oafs."
Ginny stifled a giggle and nodded. Then, they saw Draco and Blaise walk out to the Quidditch pitch, crate of balls in hand. Draco and Blaise looked critically down the line. They sneered at the fifth years, Crabbe, Goyle, Bulstrode, and were prepared to smirk at the final two, when they saw who it was.
"So we aren't doomed," she heard Draco mutter with a smirk, that Ginny saw through the dark. Has he always been this sexy? She thought to herself. Then she realized what she had just thought. What is happening to me???
Blaise then replied, "Definitely not, mate. I'd say blessed."
Ginny and Madison gave each other a look. Madison whispered to Ginny. "We nailed it, I know it already. First of all, we are the best fliers here, and second, the Captain and Co-Captain dig us."
Ginny nodded, not really noticing what Madison said. Then she whispered exasperatedly back to Madison. "Madison, get over it! Draco doesn't like me!"
"Whatever Gin," she answered with a smirk. But they didn't get any further because Draco had started to address the players.
"Now, can I please have those trying out for Beater to the left of me, and those for Chaser on the right?" He asked, sounding exasperated. Ginny and Madison smirked as they headed over to where he and Blaise stood, Ginny off to his right and Madison to the left.
"Alright. Now this should be interesting," he said with a sneer. "I'll take the Chaser's trying out, and Blaise will take the Beater's. You will each fly for three minutes against us to show us the best of your abilities, for some of which are few."
Blaise then spoke up. "Alright, Beaters! Meet me at the west end of the field! Grab brooms!"
Crabbe, Goyle, and Madison trooped down, Madison giving Ginny a smile before going.
Draco then spoke again. "And Chasers! The left end! And grab brooms as well!"
The two fifth years, Bulstrode, and Ginny all went down to the left end as promised, each grabbing a much worn Comet 260. Thank Merlin Ginny had that Nimbus Deluxe she had received as a birthday present over the summer in the event that she made the team, which was likely.
Blaise walked over to Draco, throwing a smirk on his face. "Well mate, I don't know about you, but I have chosen. First of all, the other two are Crabbe and Goyle. Enough said. Second of all, she's gorgeous and comes with high ratings for Beater from Salem Witch Institute. But mostly, she's gorgeous."
Draco rolled his eyes. Blaise caught it and replied. "Don't roll you eyes. We both know who you're going to pick for most of the reasons I am picking Madison."
Draco didn't say a word. He simply smirked and answered, "Whatever you say Blaise. Whatever you say."
Blaise raised his eyebrows and walked over to where the Beaters were waiting. Draco sighed and walked over to the Chaser's.
Ten minutes later, Draco sat on his broomstick in midair, playing Keeper against Millicent Bulstrode. He easily blocked another feeble attempt at scoring. The fifth years had already gone, but one fell off his broomstick in mid-try out and had to go to the Hospital Wing with a broken wrist. The other somehow managed to fly into the goalpost and found himself joining his house member. He found himself once again drifting away with his thoughts. Now he knew what Professor Snape had told him earlier. The choice was rather easy. But seeing her there along with Madison surprised him. He really shouldn't have been surprised though. He had seen on the Gryffindor team and she was good. But he had been surprised. Although he was more pleased. He snapped back out of his thoughts as he caught another pointless attempt at the goals.
"Thank you Millicent," he said, flying down to the ground again, Millicent following. He landed softly. He looked around for Ginny and yelled, "Virginia Weasley!"
"Draco Malfoy," she mimicked lightly from behind him, stepping onto the Quidditch Pitch, broom in hand.
"I guess you've gathered that you're next," he said, stepping onto the pitch as well. He then noticed what she was wearing. "You'll be able to fly dressed like that?"
"Not a problem for me," Ginny said, straddling her broom. He looked as her jeans stretched when she swung her leg over the broom. "Is it any for you?"
"Of course not," he answered, swallowing a gulp. Yes it was a bloody problem! He swore mentally as he felt his body respond to Ginny's tight jeans and shirt. Thanking Merlin he was wearing robes, he mounted his broom as well and took off. He flew over to the goal and watched as Ginny flew up, Quaffle in hand. She quirked an eyebrow.
"Ready?" She asked devilishly.
"Of course," he said arrogantly. She grinned and sharply turned to the right, hurling the ball into one of the goals.
"Is that the best you can do Mr. Malfoy?" She asked challengingly. He mentally slapped himself. How could he have let that by him? Too long with Millicent...
"Try again," Draco said with an equal note of challenge in his voice. She grinned again and dived down, Draco watching her streak through the air, her dark red hair blowing behind her. Suddenly, she popped up to the left and sent it flying through the goal. She smirked.
"Before you say anything," Draco started, "Just realize that I am Seeker not Keeper. Now, we have about a minute left. Let's see how you travel with the Quaffle."
She just smiled as he passed the ball back to her, flying out to the center. "Go!"
At this, she shot forward, Draco cutting her off, so she dived down. He met her once again and this time, tried to knock the Quaffle out of her hands. She ducked and raced to the other end of the field, dropping it easily in the hoop.
"Well done," he commented as they touched down. It was true, he was impressed. Not even the younger Flint and Nott put together were as good as she was. He went over to the center of the field where Blaise was headed as well. They meet in the center.
"Ginny?"
"Madison?"
They both questioned at the same time. Both smirking and nodding, they turned back around. Draco went over to where Millicent and Ginny were standing.
"Although we have two applicants injured, Blaise and I have made our decisions. The position of Chaser goes to Ginny."
Ginny smirked as Millicent walked away. Draco looked at her smug smirk and asked her, "You already knew didn't you?"
"Since I saw who turned out," she answered, looking at him as they walked over. He shook his head and gave a small smile. Ginny noticed this and spoke out. "You know, you look a lot better when you smile. Even if it is small."
He looked over at her, lifting one eyebrow. She nodded. "It's true. I just thought I should mention it."
By then they had reached the middle of the field. They saw Blaise enveloped in a huge hug from Madison. They could hear her screams faintly from the distance.
"This is sooo cool! Thank you Blaise! Thank you!"
Ginny smiled and turned to Draco. "It's only a matter of days I think, until Blaise asks her out. Because he really doesn't look like he minds her hugging him, does he?"
"No. He looks like he's in heaven," Draco said with a smirk. "And it doesn't look like they are going to walk with us."
"No, it doesn't," Ginny said with a laugh.
Draco sweep out his arm in a mock royal gesture. "Shall we?"
Ginny smiled and nodded. The two silently started walking the tedious walk back to the castle. Ginny suddenly shivered. She hadn't really realized how cold it was out there until then. Suddenly, she felt something warm draped over her shoulders. She looked to see Draco pulling his arms away from his cloak and her shoulders.
"Thank you," Ginny said simply. He nodded.
"It's chilly out here," he commented. They walked on silently for a few minutes more before Draco broke the silence.
"Why did you re-sort yourself?" He asked. Ginny sighed, gathering all her thoughts.
"Well, I didn't belong with the bloody Gryffindors. They pissed me off and I really wasn't one of them. And I also knew that if I were to re-sort, I would end up in Slytherin. The Sorting Hat told me when I was sorted that I should be in Slytherin, but being young and stupid as I was, I wanted to be put in Gryffindor to impress my family," Ginny said, looking up at Draco. He looked a little surprised.
"So you voluntarily re-sorted yourself knowing you'd be in Slytherin? Why" He said, looking back at her. They had reached the castle and they entered it, walking down the hall in the direction of their rooms.
"Because I wanted to piss Ron off," Ginny answered with a smile. Draco smirked. "It's partly true. I did want him to wake up a little. But I felt better with the Slytherins than I ever did with the Gryffindors. And because of certain people."
"Madison?" he asked. She nodded. "You should 'people'. Who else?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Ginny answered mischievously. They reached the hallway between Pansy's and Draco's rooms now.
"Yes I would," he said stopping, with a small smirk upon his face.
"I bet you would," Ginny answered, pulling Draco's cloak off her shoulders. "Thank you for letting me use this."
She handed it over to Draco, who stood there, with the smirk still on his face. "You're not going to tell me are you?"
"No," Ginny said, grinning. "Goodnight Draco Malfoy."
With that, she turned away. She walked down to the portrait, leaning up against a wall beside it. She let her head rest against the cool brick that surrounded it. What is he doing to me? Ginny asked herself silently.
"Muto Posterus," Ginny whispered to the portrait before climbing into their rooms.
Draco stood in that hallway, watching her hips sway seductively until she was out of sight. He shook his head and walked down to Lady Cassandra. He leaned back against the cool wall beside the portrait and let his head rest on the wall. What is she doing to me? He asked himself, before whispering his password and entering his rooms.