Chapter Eleven

Surprises

Ginny stretched. What a day. She caught Hermione's eye and smiled with the older girl. Hermione had been great about everything so far. Despite a small bit of worry, she had quickly warmed to the idea of Ginny having equal rights. In fact, Hermione had been pretty good, not panicking or anything. Ginny had to wonder. Maybe Hermione wasn't gay, but she certainly was a lot more interested in the same sex then she let on. After finding out about Ginny and realizing she had nothing to worry about from that end, Hermione had grilled her mercilessly.

Ginny only paid half attention to Dumbledore's speech. She had wheedled the information about the Tri Wizard Tournament out of Charlie. He was hopeless against her. Instead she thought about Malfoy. Her first year he had been a terror to her, but at the same time there was something almost sweet in his gestures. He was trying to bring her back.

She glanced around as the Beauxbaton girls flounced in. She smiled at them each, putting names to faces. Fleur, Yvette, Alia and then...

Ly. There she was, looking just as pretty as ever, her long dark hair pulled back delicately from her face. She grinned at Ginny as she passed.

Ginny was puzzled. Why was Ly here? Then she thought about it. Ly's dad was the potions professor. Made sense. As long as Ly didn't participate in the tournament, she was fine. Must be nice to stay with dad. Ginny tried to think about working with her dad for a year then giggled at what her mind came up with.

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Harry grinned at Ly as she passed. She smirked back, but he noticed she only had eyes for Ginny. He smiled. Ly had told him about her and Gin. He wasn't too sure how he felt. he wasn't big on girls yet. Sure there was always Cho. She was pretty. And there was that blonde Ginny was hanging with earlier. She was pretty too. Then there was always the French girls.

He turned his thoughts to Ly. he loved her like a sister. But never more than that. He was curious why. She was pretty and nice, but he had never really thought of her that way. She was pretty and all, but it just wasn't there.

He gave a mental shrug and dropped the subject. So he didn't like her like that. He wasn't one to force it.

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Ly was practically bouncing as the girls waited to go in. She couldn't wait to see Gin again. It had been a hard three months without her fiery girlfriend and she missed her.

Sure dad and Harry had been great, but it wasn't the same. She genuinely missed Gin.

She pranced down the aisle right beside Madam Maxine. She smiled briefly at Harry. Then she caught Ginny's dark eyes and grinned at her girlfriend's confusion. Then she was passing and-

It hit her hard and fast. Her feet stumbled beneath her and it was only years of practice that kept her from going to her ass.

Her eyes had locked onto a honey brown pair and she couldn't tear away. She knew she was staring but she didn't care.

She had never seen the girl before, but it was fate she knew. The girl was about her age with unruly coppery brown hair. Her face was heart shaped and her front teeth protruded just a little more than normal. She felt her heart beat race and color flushed her face. Then she was past and she felt rather than saw the girl's head snap around to follow her.

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Draco was watching her. She was elegant in a very unorthodox way. Her bright hair would never let her be the traditional beauty. But he didn't want traditional. He wanted her.

He wasn't sure when the fascination started. Sometime during her first year. At first he had been morbidly fascinated by her withdrawl into her self. He had been curious as to what caused her responses to become steadily less and less vehement. He had wondered and had stepped forward to stop it.

He hadn't won and he hated Potter bitterly for winning it.

Now he watched a strange scene unfold before him and had to smile. There might be a way to win.

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The guilt slammed into her the moment Ginny said it.

"That's my girlfriend."

Hermione forced herself to sound nonchalant as she kept her eyes focused on the departing brunette.

"The only dark haired one." Ginny laughed.

Hermione felt her heart scream and wished she could do the same. How could she? How could she be lusting after Ginny's girlfriend?

(A/N: You see my friends, I can't make Draco entirely altruistic. Wouldn't be fair. ;) As you can well imagine, he's not going to let well enough alone. No, he's coming up with a devious little plan to get exactly what he wants. ;P