Chapter Seven
Dinner
Hermione
This is so wrong. I thought, sitting down for dinner. Totally, utterly wrong.
An elf was helping me. I felt the urge to ramble on about elven rights. On the other hand, Ron was looking fantastic in his black jeans and white polo. His shirt was showing every line of his fine chest. Maybe I could survive this thing.
Luna
I was glad Ginny was here. After her arrival we wandered the halls with our silent sentry, Jefs following. The house was huge. I liked it.
But I missed my family. Ginny was great fun to talk to, but somethings she just didn't understand. And you always felt her well hidden pain.
Something happened to Ginny that night before the battle. Something Ginny didn't want to talk about. Something I could never understand. Ginny was my best friend and...
Was Draco checking her out?
Ron.
I was sitting by Luna and across from Hermione. I would have prefered to be by her. I had spent the whole afternoon avoiding Malfoy and Ginny and watching her.
Beggars can't be chosers I guess.
I looked beside Hermione at my sister. She was the reason I was here but I couldn't really blame her. Ginny deserved something better than this.
I was preparing for boredom when Luna leaned over and asked. "Why is Mister Draco checking out your sister?"
(A/N: (giggles madly) I love wrtiting this fic!