I looked at everyone and said,
"Yeah. She's back. Just give her some time. We don't know what happened down there. She'll talk to us when she's ready."
It was the next day. Everyone was awake but Ginny. We are all in the common room. I was wondering when she was coming down. I was worried about. We don't know what happened. I wouldn't blame her if she did it come right down.
"Do you think she is coming down?" Ron asked.
We all look at the staircase leading to the girls. I then said,
"I don't know. Guys just get her some time. Let's go get some breakfast." I said.
*Ginny's POV*
I woke up the next morning. I almost forgot where I was. For me there I thought I was still at the Manor. It kind feels weird being back. I know that a lot of people have questions for me. But I'm not ready to talk about it all.
I walked down the stairs but I didn't go all the way down. I leaned against the wall listening in to everyone's conversation. I just waited for everyone to leave for breakfast. I then walked down the rest of the way. No one was in the common room.
I sat down on the couch next to the fireplace. I close my eyes and then my cousins Draco. But instead I went into his mind. I then said,
"Hey Draco. Where are you at?"
"Heading to the Great Hall. Why? Where do you want to meet up?" Draco said in his mind.
"I don't care. I just don't want to go to Great Hall. How about meet me outside by the tree by the lake?" I said to him. I hope you can meet up. I want to talk to him. I mostly want to talk about what I saw and heard when I was there.
"Sure. Do you want me to bring Pansy and Blaze?" He asked me.
"Don't want to be rude. But I truly just want to talk to you. I have some things I just want to talk to you about for right now." I said to him.
"Okay I'll see you soon. I'll grab us a muffin or two. Because I know that you're going to be hungry." Draco said to me.
I walked out on the common room and headed to where I was going to meet up with Draco. I need to get some things off my chest. I know Draco will be there judge. I know I can talk to the others but I'm just not ready.
I just want them to think that I am like him. Even though I'm his daughter. Even though his blood runs through my veins. I'm nothing like him. What runs through his veins I don't know. But I know it is not blood.
