Ginny and Anna fell against their door, laughing wildly, Ginny's a bit more of the nervous sort.
"Oh merlin, that was close. Could you imagine the great and powerful Draco Malfoy finding us in his dorm in the middle of the night? I wonder who that was calling on him so late at night. Maybe it's his girlfriend!" Anna prattled on excitedly.
Ginny blushed slightly. She didn't want to imagine what Draco would do if he found her like that. That last thing she needed was to think she was a stalker. She bit her lip as she reached for her handkerchief, but came up empty. The blood slowly drained from her face.
Anna looked at Ginny curiously. "What's wrong Gin? It looks as if you've seen a ghost, or more accurately it looks like you are one." Anna poked Ginny in the ribs gently.
"I dropped it… My handkerchief. Back in Malfoy's room," stammered Ginny.
Anna paled slightly, but she came up with a reply quickly. "Don't worry. I'm sure there are a ton of girls that could have left that in his room," Anna said with a wink.
"No!" Ginny said rather harshly, before calming herself. He knows that it's mine. He… erm… saw it with me at dinner tonight." Ginny wasn't sure she wanted Anna to know that it was actually Draco's handkerchief that he gave to her all those years ago. She liked the girl, but she still didn't know her all that well.
Anna rubbed her back gently. "Perhaps he won't see it. Maybe we can get an invitation to their dorm soon, and you can get it then. I've had a crush on Nott for a while, so I can work something out to benefit us both." Anna nodded with certainty. "So… who do you think it was?"
Ginny gave her a small smile, trying to believe in her new friend. "Who do I think what was?"
"The person who was calling upon him so late! Girlfriend? Mother? Secret admirer?" Anna pressed on.
"Would you two shut up?!" Kyra's sharp voice came from within the dark room causing both of the girls to jump.
"Sorry…" Ginny murmured softly.
The two girls crept over to their trunks and rummaged around until they found pajamas, and change quietly as to not bring about the wrath of Kyra. Ginny was tying her drawstring shorts with the pale pink bunny rabbits that her mother got her for her birthday a couple of years ago when she finally decided to answer Anna. "It was probably just his mother or maybe a sister or cousin…" Her words trailed off. She wasn't sure why, but she didn't want to be a girlfriend. Not one who felt comfortable enough to call upon him so late at night.
"Yeah," Anna said softly. "I don't think he has a sister, but it was probably just his mother." She turned away from Ginny and crawled into bed.
Ginny nodded to herself as she crept into her own bed and drew the shear green curtains closed. It seemed like only moments later when Kyra and Edellen were chatting excitedly about their schedules as they got ready for class.
"Gin…. Come on Gin. We've got to get ready for class," murmured Anna before yawning daintily. She pinched Ginny's arm. Ginny replied by swatting her hand away.
"Okay, okay. I'm up," Ginny mumbled into her pillow. She rolled over and stumbled rather ungracefully out of her bed. She could hear tittering coming from the opposite side of the room.
"Nice shorts," Kyra said in a mock whisper. Ginny couldn't help but to blush. The girl looked so regal with her hair tucked back with diamond pins and deep red lips that contrasted with her smooth, porcelain skin.
Anna bumped Ginny with her elbow playfully. "I think they're cute." Ginny smiled in return, but she honestly didn't care for that word. Cute. She was always the cute, little girl. She longed for someone to call her beautiful or stunning.
Anna turned away to gather her things to take a shower, and Ginny followed not long after.
She stripped down and tossed her clothed over the door of the stall she was in. She turned on the water and let the warmth seep into her skin. Ginny was rather fond of showers, and she sometimes wished they could last forever. It always turned cold though, and left her feeling rather sad. Good things never seemed to last forever.
Ginny and Anna quickly pulled on their uniforms, but Anna made Ginny change into one of her skirts. Most of Ginny's clothing was secondhand, and her skirt was nearly falling off of her small hips. Anna's was a bit too big for her as well, but at least she wouldn't have to worry about it falling down in the middle of the great hall or something equally as embarrassing.
Ginny blushed as she stood in front of Anna in the short skirt. Anna must have had her specially altered because it was a good four inches shorter than the one's Ginny had.
Anna clapped her hands together. "You look so adorable! Here, let me help you with that." Anna saw her fingers fumbling with the green and silver tie. She quickly had it straightened out, and the two girls collected their things before heading up to the great hall. Just outside the doors stood none other than Draco Malfoy. He seemed to be waiting rather impatiently as a girl tugged on his arm toward the hall.
"Pansy, go sit down already. I'll be there in a minute," he said rather harshly. He glanced up, and his eyes lit up with recognition as they landed on Ginny. A smirk graced his aristocratic face, and his expression revealed nothing. "Ah, girl Weasley. Just who I wanted to speak with. Anna, could you please escort you sister to her table? I think she's forgotten the way."
Anna started to speak, but Draco cast her a cool glance. She quickly pulled her sister along into the great hall to a rather empty looking Slytherin table.
"Shall we?" Draco offered her an arm and directed her toward the large doors that led outside. She could have sworn his features sharpened as they stepped out into the sunlight, closely resembling the boy she saw during the sorting, but the vision quickly vanished.
"So did you sleep well?" Draco asked softly, speaking as if he didn't want to frighten her. Ginny mumbled a response that sounded positive, and he quickly moved on. "Did you do anything interesting? I see that you've made friends with Anna. She's always been of the troublesome sort. Playing jokes on people and what not."
"No!" Ginny stated rather quickly. "I mean, it was really boring. We all wanted to get a good night's rest, so we went straight to bed as soon as we got done with dinner." She hoped that she wasn't blushing too terribly. He was making her incredibly nervous, and she wished he would just come right out and say it if he knew she had been there. Just put her out of her misery.
Draco's smirk deepened. "Is that so? Well then I suppose this must have just apparated into my room on its own?" He tugged a handkerchief out of his pocket, one with an embroidered dragon and two drops of blood. Her handkerchief.
"I'm so sorry…" She reached out to take the small piece of cloth back, but he held it out of her reach.
"Not so fast. Did anything occur while you were in my dorm?" He regarded her with a guarded expression.
Ginny tilted her head curiously. "Not really. I mean, I think your mother was calling on you, but nothing too thrilling happened. Why?"
"Ah… yes my mother. Always worrying. No reason." He smiled and dropped the handkerchief into her hands. "You should be more careful with that. It's probably worth more than that house of yours."
Ginny knew her blush was visible now. "Hey…" she started rather angrily. She grabbed for his hand.
"Now now, I don't know if I'm ready for holding hands yet, little Weasley." He pulled his hand out of reach and stalked away with a bounce in his step. "Oh, and by the way," he said over his shoulder. "Next time you're over, I'll give you the grand tour. I fear that you didn't get to see everything you wanted." He winked at her before disappearing back into the castle.
She was left there sputtering as it occurred to her what he was hinting at. Tight in her grasp was the handkerchief. A brief memory of the boy he used to be. The boy who thought he was a dragon.