The Look In Your Eyes 2
Disclaimer: Hey This is my second story so yea... I don't own Harry Potter at all (and now I go off and cry…tear.)
Summary: Ginny Wesley tells why she loves the color blue. Set in Ginny's sixth, Draco's seventh…. Yea this is really fluffy, with a little pain and if you want me to write something just tell me and I will………REVIEW please.
Chapter 2: The Table
God this is so boring. Thought Ginny as she sat at a table in the overly dusty library. She was at the only open table in the library.
Everyone else was also trying to keep up with the cruel amount of work. She never understood how Hermione could have liked this place to the point where she wanted to live in it.
At the thought of Hermione she quickly deterred, it would make her in a worse mood then she already was. See, the "Dream Team" had to go on some secret mission for Dumbledore. It made her upset that they couldn't tell her. It was like they didn't trust her.
Had she not proven herself time and time again? Hadn't she been possessed by Tom Riddles memory in first year? Ginny thought bitterly. letting out a long breath she throw her quill down on her potions homework. She had always been good at potions. In fact it was her favorite subject. To her surprise Professor Snape had called her into his office at the beginning of the year to tell her that she had been put in with the seventh year.
For some reason he had decided to pair people up, and to her pleasure, and horror, she got Malfoy. The first thing was to write a two-scroll essay on the effects of wolf venom in human blood.
Just as she was about to pull every last blood, ruby hair out there was the sound of a chair being pulled out on her right, and a small plop sound.
"Red, if you want to destroy yourself… do it somewhere else, people are trying to work." Draco said as he put on the, (she had to admit) sexy smirk.
"Oh your so funny you wanker." She snapped in a whisper, hopeful that he would just go away she was tired, and angry, and wanted to hit something. Unfortunately that just made his smirk grow and make himself more comfortable.
"My dear Red I thought that we were friends?" he said as he put on a face of mock-hurt, while placing his hands over his heart.
No matter how hard she tried a small smile still came across her face. He just looks so funny trying to act all innocent.
He suddenly got an odd look in his eyes, an emotion that she wasn't use to seeing was it… longing? No, she was just seeing what see wanted to see. When will I learn? She thought I go from getting over one guy who barley noticed me, to liking another who probably still thinks of me as a grange little girl.
But in fact Ginny wasn't a little girl anymore. She was not Beautiful in the sense of the word, but attractive. She had a growth spurt now at a pleasant 5'8". She didn't have a body like a swimsuit model, but had pleasant, sweet curves. Somehow she always had a flowery smell around her. She had something though, something that draws people toward her. The way that even if she's ragging mad her eyes always had a sparkler. She always had a fire burning deep within those brown pools.
"You know Red, you have a very pretty smile." With that Draco stood from the table and walked out of the place leaving a very red, confused Wesley behind.