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My Fourth Year
The Order of the Phoenix

I throw the Quidditch bat across the room and groaned. The bat hit other objects and a group of brooms fell off the wall. I scoffed. It was odd how school wasn't that interesting after your father gets attacked by a giant snake.
"Dammit," I muttered. I stared at the spot but didn't move. I didn't really feel like picking it all up. I didn't feel like doing a lot. Umbridge was making life a little unbearable. Then I felt it. Someone was standing behind me. I sighed. I was pretty much screwed if someone caught me out here. Umbridge's rules were getting stricter by the day. "What do you want," I snapped, turning around to look at him. It was odd how he always turned up. I crossing my hands over my chest and Draco just looked at me.
"Don't do that," he said. I rolled my eyes and let my arms drop to my sides. He was right. I didn't normal snap at people.
"I'm not really in the mood for your arguing at the moment," I said. "Last time we talked you called Hermione a mud blood and she cried for 3 hours."
"And here I thought getting seeker would put you in a better mood," he said.
"Get bent," I snapped. He didn't flinch when I yelled at him. He never did. "I only got it because Harry got kicked off the team." He looked around the small Quidditch shed and smirked.
"Well maybe you should be nicer to me then. Umbridge says no one is allowed out after dark. I could get you kicked off too and then who would play for Gryffindor," he said. I was never afraid of Umbridge but that was more because I hated her so much that it didn't register as a feeling.
"You still following after Umbridge then," I asked. He smirked. I hadn't expected any differently. All the Slytherin's were following Umbridge. They were all part of the Inquisitorial Squad.
"Who else would I be with," he asked. I shrugged and picked up my broom stick, standing it up right. I had wanted to say it then for the first time. I had wanted to say he could be on my side but I didn't. I didn't know if he would actually listen. It wasn't like our side was winning at the moment. "I'm sorry about your dad," he said. I turned to look at him.
"Thanks," I breathed, sitting down on the beach. He walked over to me and sat down too.
"It's just a word you know," he said, looking across the shed. "What I said to Hermione."
"Not to her," I said. There was silence for a second.
"It wasn't like I meant it," he said. "She's a Gryffindor and I'm a Slytherin. It's kind of expected."
"Not to me," I said without thought.
"Oh and the bludger I got from your brother's in our last game was totally deserved," he said sarcastically and I bit back a laugh.
"They are my brothers," I said, resting against him. "They would flip if they knew we were friends."
"And my parents wouldn't." I took in a deep breath.
"No, I know they would," I said quickly. "Why don't we just not talk about them," I offered. I didn't want to fight.
"Who your brothers or my parents?"
"Both." He looked up at me for a moment before nodding.
"Okay." I nodded too.
"Okay," I breathed and made a small smile.
"So what are you doing here anyway," he asked, looking away from me again.
"I needed calming," I said.
"And that happens in a Quidditch shed," he asked.
"Yeah... Going for a ride used to calm me when I was little," I said. "I've been spending all my time at that stupid dark house. It's driving me insane," I said and groaned, dropping my head back. He spoke before I realised that I had just told him I lived at the Order's head quarters.
"What? Michael Corner not good enough for you," he asked. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
"Michael has nothing to do with this," I said. It wasn't like me and him would last forever. We were only just holding on at the moment. He was so jealous of the fact Gryffindor was better than Ravenclaw. "So how many of your boys are going to be walking the hallways tonight," I asked.
"A few," he said and shrugged. I smirked, standing up. I turned to look at him and smirked.
"Well that's going to make it more fun," I teased.


"They want us to what," Luna asked.
"Just stop people from coming up this corridor, it's not that hard," I said. "Harry and Hermione just need enough time to breaking into Umbridge's office." Harry needed to talk to Sirius. I wasn't sure it was a good idea but I wanted to help. I needed to do something. Luna just danced up and down the hallway. She was always so happy, even though we were breaking all the rules Umbridge had set up to stop us.
"And how are we going to stop Umbridge from getting back to her office," she asked.
"Ron's dealing with that," I said and smiled. "He seems to be pretty good at distracting people… and at least here, we get to be of some use." Luna looked at me with an understanding face.
"We have Dumbledore's Army," she said and I smiled.
"Yeah, I like it," I said. "It makes me feel useful."
"I enjoyed the meetings, too. It was like having friends," she said. I smiled.
"You do have friends. You have me," I said and smiled at Luna. A little girl came around the corner. "I'm sorry. You can't go down there. Someone flooded the hallway with garrotting gas," I lied as Draco came up the hallway behind her.
"Garrotting gas," he asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yes," I said seriously, looking at him.
"Well isn't that interesting," he said. I looked sideways at Luna.
"Can you give me a second," I said and Luna turned away from me.
"That's gutsy Weasley," he snapped. I smirked.
"I'm not afraid of you Draco," I said. He smirked this time and I smiled. He was so cocky. It was kind of nice.
"Where is the rest of the Inquisitorial Squad," I asked. God, I hated the Inquisitorial Squad so much.
"I don't need the squad to deal with you Weasley," he said. I laughed.
"Funny. After the Bat-Bogey Hex you copped last month I thought you would think a little differently," I said, my hand on my wand. He laughed.
"Yeah that was a little rude of you," he said, stepping closer to me. I looked over at Luna who was talking to a group of first years. She was pretty much out of ear shot, you could never be to careful.
"It wasn't necessary for you to send Michael Corner to the hospital wing because we broke up," I said. He rolled his eyes. Draco was protective over me even back then. It was nice. It wasn't protective like Ron was, where he yelled at me. I just knew that Draco was always looking out for me.
"Your necessary and my necessary are different things," he said.
"I know," I said and we just looked at each other. I don't expect me and Draco to make sense to anyone. Though what he says next, will explain why I accept Draco for who he is.
"You need to get out of here Weasley. The rest of the Inquisitorial Squad is coming," he said. "And they will stop you." I looked over at Luna.
"Can you go check on Ron," I asked and she nodded. She looked at us for a second about to say something but didn't. She just turned and disappeared down the hallway. She was amazing like that. I turned back to Draco.
"Go," he said. I shook my head.
"I can't leave," I said and smiled. "You know I can't." He laughed.
"Yeah I know, it's kind of what makes you epic," he said and laughed. "But you seriously should," he said. I smiled softly as Neville walked around the corner.
"Thank you," I mouthed, stepping away from him.
"Ginny," Neville said, running over to me. "Are you okay," he asked quickly. I held up my wand and smiled.
"I'm fine," I said and looked at Draco out of the corner of my eye. "The Inquisitorial Squad couldn't hurt a fly," I mocked and turned away from him. A second later the Inquisitorial Squad would walk around the corner and catch Neville and I, taking us to Umbridge's office. Even though it didn't help. Even though everything still went horribly wrong. It was nice to know he was protecting me. It was nice to know someone cared.


He slipped into the hospital wing. I didn't roll over as he walked over to my bed. I didn't know it was him. His father had just tried to kill me and all my friends at the Department of Mysteries. I doubted he would come. He stopped by my bed and I looked up. Draco and I locked eyes. I tried to sit up and groaned, bitting down on my lip.
"You okay," he asked. I smiled bitterly.
"A little bruised and Madam Pomfrey is waiting until tomorrow to fix my ankle because she's busy with other people. Though I think that's just because no one wants me running off again," I said. He nodded and sat down on the end of the bed.
"Well that's good I guess," he said, staring at the floor. There was silence. I didn't know were Madam Pomfrey was but I was kind of hoping she didn't walk in, on Draco being here. Looking back on this, I don't know what I was thinking. His dad had just attacked me and I was sitting with him. I was trusting another Malfoy. I figure I was still a little high after the fight at Department of Mysteries. I was pretty sure I was in shock for hours after that night.
"You know your dad was there," I said calmly. He looked away from me. I waited a few moments but he didn't say anything. I don't know what he could say. Nothing would have changed. I just reached out and placed my hand on his. He looked up at me and I nodded.
"Thanks," he said and I smiled.
"Come here," I said and edged over on the bed. He lay down next to me and I smiled, laying in his arms. We just lay there and said nothing. There was nothing we could say. We just had to keep moving forward.


I walked out of the great hall and towards the grounds. I needed a break from the small party the school was having. Dumbledore was back and Umbridge was gone and everything seemed okay again. Everyone seemed to think everything was okay again. I saw Draco standing in front of the Room of Requirement. It didn't accrue to me to check to see if the hallway was empty as I walked over to him.
"Hey," I said and he head snapped up to look at me. He relaxed and I smiled softly.
"Mother just wrote to me," he breathed, the words barely coming out. He held the letter limply in his hand. "They…" he said and his words caught in his throat. "They took him to jail last night." I just stood next to him. Just because Dumbledore was back didn't mean everything went back to normal. The war was hurting people. The war was hurting Draco and it was hurting me.
"How is she," I asked. He scoffed.
"There are tear drops all over the letter, and her writing is almost unreadable from her hand shaking," he snapped, but it was more of a whimper by the end. The letter shook in his hand. I took the letter from him and just stood there, staring at the Room of Requirement entrance. I didn't say anything until he turned to look at me. He just stared at me for a moment. "What do we do," he asked. I focused a small smile.
"It will be okay, Draco," I said, hugging him. "It will all be okay."

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