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Flames that Burn Hearts:

She had not seen him for nearly two weeks. Two weeks and she was coping well...and so was he apparently she thought as she heard him laughing loudly from across the room. She was sitting Potions attempting to decipher the rule of mixing asphalxine with a monomentaiphine ingredient. When Professor McGonagall had suggested she move up a year academically in: Transfiguration, Potions, Defence Against The Dark Arts, Charms and Herbology she had thought nothing of it...a chance to excel...that was before she'd gotten involved with Draco Malfoy- No not involved! Just friends...or we were...I thought so anyway... At least he hadn't beaten her in quiditch...not that she's beaten him either- they'd drawn- 240 points each. Snape hadn't had much of a chance to lean the scoring towards the Slytherins as Dumbledore had turned up to the match. Thank God!

She sighed tiredly as she snuck another glance over to the slytherin table where Draco and Blaise were mucking around. She had always thought that Blaise was a stuck-up jerk but now as she watched him fooling around she couldn't help the grin that crept onto her face. She turned away and added the final ingredient; a wyracky leaf. The potion turned the perfect rose pink described in her textbook.

She had finished way before the end of class so she took out her Advanced Charming and started to work on the essay Flitwick had set them for the next day. She glanced up, lost in thought when Hermione tapped her on the shoulder.
'Here it's from one of the Slytherins," she said, passing Ginny a note and making a face of annoyance. "Don't read it if you don't want- or I can tell a teacher if it's harassing you."

"No, it's okay, Hermione." Ginny folded the note up in her hand and threw it across the room where it landed, with precision in the bin. She could feel Draco's eyes on her, and she bent over her paper, smiling at the knowledge that she didn't need him...or at least that's what he would now think.

At the end of the lesson Professor Slughorn came around to collect each of their little vials. As he glanced down at hers in surprised delight he murmured, quite loudly:

"Look here everybody, Miss Weasley has produced a perfect batch of The Elixir of Elation!"

"Awoooooo!" somebody wolf whistled, she swivelled round to see Draco Malfoy laughing with Blaise and Pansy. When he saw her looking he raised his eyebrows suggestively. Ginny looked away turning as pink as the colour of her potion. What had gotten into her- better yet what was with him? He'd been so different before when they'd spent time together...

For once in the past two weeks Ginny was glad she'd walked out on him- even if it hadn't been the most dramatic or graceful thing she'd ever done. She had to clench her fists then and there to stop herself from launching an unforgiveable curse at his smug face. Slughorn naturally let the Slytherins out first, showing preference to his former house, but then he turned to her saying she could leave early too because she had made such an excellent replica of the Elixir of Elation. Wanting nothing less than to be surrounded by a gang of Slytherins in an empty corridor she gathered her books slowly and walked out of the classroom her heart beating at a hundred miles an hour.

As she pushed through the dungeon doors and entered into the corridor the Slytherins all looked at her in disgusted confusion. But their confusion didn't last long; it soon turned to malice and in an unpatrolled corridor with no other Gryffindors around Ginny knew something very bad could happen. Grasping her wand tightly she began making her way through the sea of green and silver, but she didn't get very far.
"Hey, what's she doing out early? I thought Gryffindors were too good to skip class!" An older boy called out. His friend answered.

"Nah, she's Sluggy's favourite, aren't you?" And they all wolf whistled. Some of them pushed her around calling names, pulling her hair while the girls all stood and laughed. Ginny had never felt so humiliated. And that was when all hell broke loose. Brandishing her wand she sent a jinx at the nearest Slytherin, so strong it knocked him off his feet.

"Why you filthy blood traitor!" He shouted, making a grab for his wand. But Ginny was much faster; she sent a disarming spell at him, making his wand go flying.

"Right, that's it!" the Slytherin she had disarmed turned and faced her. "Get her!" One boy grabbed her arm and shoved her forward. She was too scared to disarm him. Soon they had her backed against the wall, trembling.

And then he came, of course. He had to see her in such a pitiful condition. She thought. He pushed through the crowd of eager on-lookers and faced her captor.

"Let her go, Nathan." He commanded but Nathan merely sneered in his direction.

"Never knew you had a soft spot for blood traitors, Malfoy?"

"I don't. I'd gladly send any hex or jinx her way, but in about ten seconds this corridor will be flooded with teachers. Somehow I doubt this will all go down too well with them." He replied, eyebrows raised. Nathan sneered again but released her arm, saying:

"This isn't over yet Weasel" He spat at her feet and then lumbered off, taking with him half the Slytherins who were all looking disappointed at the lack of action.

"Are you okay, Ginny?" Draco asked in an undertone, placing a protective hand on her arm. But Ginny was just shaking with rage.

"And why would you care? You didn't seem to five minutes ago when they were all pulling my hair and pushing me around!" she demanded, shaking off his hand. Draco muttered something under his breath.

"What was that?" she asked sharply.

"Nothing. Look Ginny I-" But she cut him off.

"Don't worry- I get it- you don't want to tarnish your reputation by being seen with me!" She flounced down the hall, rounding the corner, desperately holding back the tears that threatened to consume her.

"Ginny!" he called after her, but she pretended not to hear. She stopped short in her tracks though, as she heard Pansy Parkinson speak.

"Come on Draco, let's go, forget her!"

"Yeah, I'm coming..." he replied walking towards her.
But before they started walking away together Pansy pulled his face towards her, kissing him passionately on the lips. He seemed surprised, but didn't break off the kiss. Ginny was shell-shocked. As they broke away he looked over his shoulder to see her standing in the middle of the corridor, tears streaming down her face.

"Ginny-" He started.

"Don't, just don't." She whispered before fleeing.

She should have known. He was a Slytherin, how could she have let her guard down so much? She had snuck him into her heart. But he was fire and fire burns.

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