A prophecy involving the heirs of the four founders brings Harry Ginny Draco and Hermione clloser togather, but who will betray them in the end? Will he/she go n' join Volemort and if they do, who will stop them? Read and find out...D/G mostly with H/H on the side!!!R/R
From the Unofficial Portkey Archive: https://portkey-archive.org/story/1471/
Disclaimer: NOT MINE! Although I wish they were a product of my very own imagination, sad to say I only own the plot.
~*The train ride and the carriage encounter*~
It all started on a cold night on Friday the 13th of December. Curses flew through the air of the Great Hall and the air was tense.
“You’ve got to stop this Salazar!” Godric yelled.
“And let all the mudbloods in my school, I don’t think soo! Serpensortia!” Salazar answered.
“Both of you stop!” screamed Helga running towards both of them. Imobiulus Petrificaro!” she said and both men were frozen in space, only their head could turn. The blond haired man turned to face the object of his affection, who he knew, would never look at him in the same light he saw her. That’s the reason he started this battle. She loved that fool, a piece of wizard trash, Gryffindor!
“….irresponsible, immature! How could you, both of you? What were you thinking?”
“We…I…he started it! He said he and his pet monster were going to rid the world of all mudbloods!” Godric mumbled.
“Is that true?” she asked siding with Godric, the man who she loved with all her heart, but didn’t love her in return, he loved her best friend! There was no use in telling her the truth. She would believe that poor excuse of a wizard which she ‘dearly’ loved. Eh, it made him sick. So he did the only thing he everybody excepted to do.
“Yes…yes I did!” Salazar admitted as Rowena came through the oak doors.
“How could you Salazar? We trusted you!”
“Clearly, you trusted me too much!” he said and gave a cold, dry laugh.
“You do realize that we’ll have to banish you!”
“Of course my dear Rowena,”
“Finite Incatateum!” Helga said and they were both released. “Now go, before we change our mind and kill you!” she threatened. His heart broke into bits and pieces at the mention of that from the mouth of the one he loved, but he was not weak. Oh no, Salazar Slytherin was not weak.
“Fine,” he said and collected his thoughts as he shoved his wand back into his pocket. “But you haven’t seen the last of the great Salazar Slytherin. One day, you will all pay, and through the simple hand of my heir.” And with that he left
“What are we going to do now?” Helga asked.
“We’ll just have to wait and hope our heirs will handle him.
“I guess so……….
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Red, everywhere…RED! Why couldn’t I have had black or brown hair? Thought Ginny to herself. Ginny Weasley wasn’t at all what she thought she was. She was very beautiful indeed. This year she was going to have guys drooling over her, just like Hermione had. But of course she didn’t think herself beautiful. In fact she was breath taking. She had blood-red hair, curly and with blond streaks of highlights. She had ivory skin and had grown out of her petite figure. She was no 5’ 8’’ and had nice round curves to compliment her tall, slender figure. She looked at herself again in the mirror and pulled over her a green tube top and a jean skirt, with a black pair of sandals. She fixed her hair with an ‘all day long lasting charm for bouncy curls’ charm and added shiny lip gloss to her lips. She grabbed her Hogwarts trunk and Headed over to breakfast. This was going to be a long year, she just knew it!
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Ginny and Hermione had just finished changing and were now sitting in an ‘all Gryffindor girls’ compartment. The rest of the girls started chatting and so did Ginny and Hermione.
“So Gin-Gin, who’s the eye candy this year?” her friend asked. Ginny was about to respond when Pavarti and the rest called.
“Listen you guys, we’re going to go get some food, we’ll be back.” And with that the girls were gone leaving only Ginny and Hermione.
“Have anybody in mind?” she asked again
“Not really,” Ginny said. She didn’t want to tell her friend that she still had that stupid crush on Harry, sometimes she even thought she was in love with the guy. “What about you?” she asked Hermione. At this the brown haired girl blushed hotly and looked at the ground which seemed oddly interesting.
“ ‘Mione?”
“You… see.. Harry asked me out….and…I..I… said YES! Oh Gin he’s so cute.” Her friend shrieked, but Ginny could only hear one sentence spinning in her head. ‘Harry asked me out and I said yes..yes..yes…yes. She was snapped out of her trance as the compartment door open and Ginny smiled, looking up, waiting to find Pavarti and the rest of the girls. Her smile died on her lips and venoms look crossed her face as she looked in the cold grey eyes of the person. Draco Malfoy.
“Well, well, well,” he drawled lazily, leaning on one foot, “What do we have here? A mudblood bitch and a scarred little weasel…” he trailed off.
“You’re one to talk ferret-boy. Go bleach your hair blondy! Let’s go Herm, daddy’s little boy, can have the compartment all to his sick self.” Ginny said and grabbed her friends hand and swept past Malfoy. As they past him, he leaned in towards the door a little more, just enough for Ginny to brush her leg over his thigh. He stared at their retreating backs and thought to himself. God the weasel’s hot, and she’s got spunk too! I’ll have to add her to my ‘wanted girls’ list. He chuckled at the thought and sat down in the compartment, never taking his mind of the Fiery redhead once.
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“You go ahead Ginny, I want to go find Ron,” Hermione said as Ginny got up in one of the horseless carriages.
Ginny sat down and relaxed into the comfy couch of the carriage. It had started moving when Ginny felt something shift beneath her. She wasn’t actually seating in a couch, but on a rather comfy person, Malfoy.
She screamed and tried to get off, bet his legs, which were wrapped around her own, prevented her from doing so. He threw his invisibly cloak off on the opposite couch and nuzzled his head at the base of her neck.
She could feel his hot breath on her neck as he devilishly gave her a playful bite.
“What did you do to yourself Virginia, you look beautiful?” he asked huskily, sucking gently on her earlobe.
He gripped her waist and placed her on the couch, her back press against the carriage’s walls. He lowered himself onto her, capturing her mouth into a breathtaking kiss.
At first she started to protest, but found it useless, I might as well enjoy this, she thought as she allowed him access to her mouth. He gently nibbled on her lower lip and she moaned into his mouth.
Soon enough, her legs were wrapped over his hips, and he was gripping her waist tightly as never wanting to let go, but get himself lost in the sea of red curls which was her hair. Her hands were swarming his chest as he trailed a line of wet kisses around her collar bone. He rubbed her thighs gently and kissed her fully on the lips once more. She moaned in pleasure and arched her front into him, throwing back her hair. He groaned loudly as her fragile body came in contact with his manhood, which hardened with pleasure. She gasped as she felt something hard rub against her flat stomach.
“Look what you do to me little weasel,” he whispered softly in her ear as the carriage stopped to a halt. He kissed her passionately once more before he stood up “Until next time,” he said, raking his hand through his hair and getting out of the carriage. I need a cold shower, he thought to himself as he walked towards the castle.
Ginny stood on the couch, staring at his back, painting slowly, trying to register what just happened. Did I just had a snog session with Malfoy?
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All through dinner, Ginny was quiet, talking to Hermione now and then and shoving some food into her mouth. When dinner was over, she was glad to be able to finally go to bed and forget about the day’s events. How could she possibly face her brother when she got flashes of Malfoy and her kissing, every time she looked at him? She felt so guilty, but at the same time, she felt like she was burning with fire. A fire only Malfoy could cool down with his long, slender fingers. She sighed and got undressed brushing her teeth before going to bed. She blew out the candles hoping she would stop feeling so guilty about her brother. He would say I betrayed the family name or something…But I like Malfoy…He’s so hot…No Ginny, no. Bad Ginny! What would Ron say...Oh screw Ron! She thought as she fell asleep, images of a certain blond Slytherin, corrupting her mind.
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Ginny woke up at around 7:30. She groaned sleepily as she got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom. After taking a hot shower, she felt way better. She grabbed a white tang-top, which she slid underneath her Hogwarts robe and pulled on her black uniform skirt. She charmed her curls to stay bouncy all day, and added vanilla lip gloss to her pouty lips. She climbed downstairs, grabbing her book bag in the process of greeting Hermione, Ron and Harry. All four of them headed to breakfast, and sat down in their usual seats.
When the mail arrived, every student got their schedules by owl. Ginny, unlike the rest of the students, had two owls. One was brown and white and had brought her the scheduled and another one was black and had a parchment tied on to it’s leg. She untied the letter and the owl flew off.
Virginia Weasley was written in green elegant handwritten letters on the front of the envelope. She ripped open the red, wax seal and pulled out the parchment note.
Dear Red,
Meet me at Derafigin’s portrait at 12’00, at noon today.
Yours truly,
Bleached boy, also known as resident evil
“Who’s that from?” asked Ron munching on a piece of toast.
“This… it’s from …Ma..Mom. She wanted to know if we reached Hogwarts okay.” Ginny replied.
“Oh…Okay!” he said and turned around to talk to Harry. Hermione however gave her a suspicious look and told her they should better head to their first period class.
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The lunch rendezvous
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“Don’t forget to write the essay on the origin of ‘Castle Muntel Hope’,” professor Bins said as the students packed their books, readying themselves for lunch.
Ginny walked in front with Hermione. Apparently, last year, Ginny had aced her History of Magic exam and had been moved up a grade.
“I can’t believe we already have homework,” whined Hermione.
Ginny stopped and looked over at Hermione in shock. “Okay where is my friend Hermione and what have you done with her?”
Hermione laughed and then added, “Don’t worry Gin, it’s still me, but this year I decided that I was going to have a little fun. What better place to start then spending more time on shopping and hanging with my friends, rather then reading books and cramming for exams. Besides I’m already head girl!”
The two girls were walking towards the great hall when Ginny suddenly remembered Draco’s note.
“I have to go Herm, I’ll meet you back for advance Arithmacy. Save me seat!” she said and started running. Hermione stared at the retreating back of her friend, another suspicious gaze settling on her face.
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Ginny was running, red hair flying in the air.
Oh gods, I’m late! Late!
She thought to herself as she rounded another corner and barely saw the portrait of Sir Derafigin, as she was grabbed from behind, hand tight over her waist and a firm grip over her mouth.
She tried to kick her attacker, but only wriggle a little into his grasp. He chuckled softly and pulled her into an old hallway and began to drag her along. They reached a painting of an old army officer and her attacker muttered ‘Serpeous’ and it swished to the side. He pulled her in and gently placed her on a green, velvet love seat sofa, and he took the arm-chair across it. He was wearing a black cloak and had he’s hood on, so Ginny couldn’t see his face.
“What do you want?” she asked with a slight touch of nervousness in her voice.
“You seem to forget things very quick, red!”
Red, she thought to herself, then suddenly remembering something. In the note, Draco called me Red. It’s him! Ohhhoooooooo!
Ginny gave a laugh and walked toward her `attacker’. When she was an arm length from him, she pulled his hood off.
“I knew it! I’m so good!” Ginny said as she did a little happy dance. Draco just stared at her amused. When she stopped, he pulled her on his lap.
“Well what do you want me for?” she asked impatiently before he crashed his lips hard on her own. He forced her mouth open and his tongue met hers, exploring and discovering each other all over again.
He pulled her legs over his waist so she was now facing him. He felt her hair run through his fingers as he showered her shoulder with tiny bites and light kisses. Ginny moaned in response and arched herself into him.
He groaned and slid his hands underneath her skirt, massaging her thighs. She dug her fingernails in his back as he breathed hotly down her neck before kissing and sucking gently on her neck. When he reached her panties, he carefully slid his hand in and kissed her hungrily on the lips. Ginny gave a startled moan as his hand shifted and he slipped the tip of one of his fingers inside her. She instinctively began to pull away from him but he grabbed her butt with his other hand holding her in place.
"Ginny..." Draco breathed and she could feel his erection pressing into her thigh.
“Mmmm,” she moaned in his mouth. Taking this as an opportunity, he gripped her crotch even tighter, sliding his finger a little more inside her. She gasped and pulled out of his fiery kiss. Gray eyes looked with soft brown.
Draco looked her over, and took in her appearance, slightly amused. Her hair was ruffled and her skirt was up halfway, with his hands up her legs. Her lips were swollen and puffy and she was missing two buttons of her robe, which he hadn’t bother to discard.
“Draco, what are we doing?” she asked shyly, his hand now outside of her, but still gently rubbing her sex. She bit a loud moan as he gently rubbed it back and forth with his thumb.
“Well, I’ll be honest with you,” he said and placed a face of pure sincerity on his face. “I really like you, and…” she looked at him with pleading eyes. This is going to be easier than I thought, he thought to himself.
“…and I was wondering if you would be my girlfriend and if…if you would like to go with me to the Hogwarts fall dance,” he finished eagerly, smiling a dopy grin, which he knew made girls dizzy.
“Of course I would,” she said happily and hugged him tight, then giving him a small peck on the cheek.
He withdrew his hands from underneath her skirt and hugged her back, smirking at his seductive talent. When she pulled back, the smirk was replaced with a genuine smile, which made Ginny’s heart flutter.
“I better go,” she said after an awkward silence.
“Okay,” he said and gave her a light chaste kiss on the lips.
She stood up and grabbed her book bag, throwing it over her shoulder. Before she stepped out of the room, which she believed where his private chambers, he called her name back and said, “Did you enjoy your meal, Miss Weasley?” he asked huskily.
“Yes, I did! Thank you very much!” she lightly touched the painting’s back and it swished open. She stepped outside and said goodbye.
“See you around, Blondie!” and with that she was gone.
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Before Draco’s meeting, The previous night:
Draco, was sitting calmly in a green armchair as he stared into the red flames of the fire. It strangely reminded him of her, and suddenly the Slytherin common room seemed cold in her absence.
What was happening to him, he thought over and over. He couldn’t be falling for a girl after just one kiss. Hell, he hadn’t fallen for girls even after they had made sex, but this one redhead, drew his eyes, and his heart, like they were on a leash which she was tugging. He sighed as four 7th year slytherins came and sat across from Draco, chatting loudly.
“You should’ve have been there Draco. This summer, Blaise here,” John said and pointed at a raven haired man with deep icy blue eyes, “shagged Raffia Fudge, the minister’s teenage daughter! When he blew her off the next day, she started cry. Just like a little baby!” he finished and all four, except Draco, started laughing.
“What’s the matter mate?” Blaise asked Draco.
Draco, not wanting to draw attention to his new attraction, maybe even love, replied calmly, “Nothing, just thinking who to add on my ‘wanted conquests’ list.” But failed misserably.
“Good idea mate,” Shan started, “did you see that mudblood bitch, Granger. She’s looking hot, but she’s with that bastard Potter. Screw him!”
“Why not screw her?” David asked. They all laughed, including Draco, who tried to fit in with the crowed tonight.
“What about that little Weasel?” Blaise asked as the laughs died. “She’s looking hot this year, she’s single, she has a hot little body and a temper to match it, sooo what do you guys say?”
“I’ll bet 50 gallons that I’ll be able to get her in my bed before Christmas!” Draco betted not wanting any of his ‘friends’ to get their grabby hands on her.
“You’re on!”
“Yah man!” they each took turns and shook on it.
Draco stood up and said good night, entering his dorm. He went over to his desk and sat down. Pulling out a piece of parchment and grabbing his quill, he decided to write a note to Ginny. When he was done, he sent it with Shadow, his owl. He then undressed and went to bed.
All through breakfast, Draco saw Ginny stealing glances at Scarhead. He saw longing looks flicker on and off as she watched him. She laughed and blushed bright red when he talked to her orsaid a joke. By now, Draco was raging mad, and green with jealousy. A nasty voice remained him of the bet he made last night and all of a sudden all feelings of ‘love’ he felt last night, were gone, replaced with an evil plan and bright mischievous smirk.
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A/N: okay pps! Thanks for everybody who reviewed, they were great. For this chapter I firstly wanted to make Dumbledore tell who the four heirs are, but that would ruin the fun, wouldn’t it! Review and I’ll think about updating fast!
Disclaimer: NOT MINE! Although I wish they were a product of my very own imagination, sad to say I only own the plot.
Summary: A prophecy involving the heirs of the four founders brings Harry, Ginny, Draco, and Hermione closer together, but who will betray them in the end? Who will betray their trust and join Voldemort and if they do, who will stop them? Read and find out...D/G mostly with H/Hr on the side!!! R/R
A/N: Thanks for all the ppl who reviewed so here’s another chapter for you guys!
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Who’s that in the darkness and what the hell is wrong with Hermione?
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That night Ginny and Hermione went to Dumbledore’s office to ask him a favour.
“Peppermint,” Hermione said and they went up the staircase leading to the old man’s office. When they reached his office door they knocked and stepped inside after hearing the head master’s approval…
“Miss Granger, Miss Weasley, so good to see you,” he said gazing at them through his half moon glasses.
“Likewise professor, we we’re wondering if you could do us a small favour.” Ginny said.
“Of course, but that depends on what kind of favour you’re asking?” He asked placing the quill he was writing with, down. He stood up, got a biscuit and went over to feed it to Fawks.
“Well, we want to buy some dress robes for the dance, and we wanted to get your permission to go to Hogsmeade this weekend?” Hermione said.
“Of course, Miss Granger, but take care. Even though Voldemort is dead, there are still many dangers out in the world!” he said and sat back down at his desk. “Well good day, Miss Weasley…Granger, I believe you wouldn’t want to be caught by Filch. He’s terribly nasty to the students lately.”
“Thank you Professor, good night!” Ginny said.
“Goodnight Professor,” Hermione said as well and they both left heading towards the common room.
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“What’s up Ginny?” Harry asked as he sat down beside Ginny, who shifted uncomfortably under his emerald gaze.
“N……..nothing, just h……homework!” she replied stuttering as she felt her cheeks redden in embarrassment.
“Oh, okay, better leave you to it. ‘Mione and I are going to go to the Astronomy tower or Le club de Astronomé.” He said excitedly.
The Astronomy tower was an abandoned classroom to which the students took the liberty to transfigure into a club. With a few silencing charms and a couple of transfiguration charms, the club was up and running. Ginny groaned to herself.
Was he blind or dense? Couldn’t he see that she loved him? Draco was just a plaything to make him jealous but he was more blind then she had anticipated… She thought to herself as Hermione came downstairs dressed in a butter-yellow dress. She had her hair in a French twist and black strapy sandals. She looked very good, but not at all excited to go with him. Instead she had a boring, distant, uninterested gaze as she looked for Harry, who stood up and went over to her side.
What was up with her? Ginny wondered and decided to ask her later, after all they were best-friends. The two ‘love birds’ left and Ginny went back to her DADA text book, researching a good topic to write an essay for the term project. She had up to the end of November to finish it but, she thought she’d better start it.
Besides she had nothing better to do. She had skipped dinner due to the cause labelled ‘her brother’. He showered her with questions of her whereabouts during lunch so she hadn’t gone into the great hall to eat after the afternoon classes.
She didn’t need Ron yelling at her in front of all the student body, she was already a geek (not exactly, but she believed so) and didn’t want any more ‘attention’.
Her stomach grumbled and she sighed as she closed her textbook with a loud snap. She stood up and grabbed her summer silk silver robe. She smiled as she remembered the summer past events.
Her family had discovered that their ancestors had built an everlasting money cauldron. It gave you infinite amount of money and was restricted. You could be sent to Azkaban for creating a money cauldron, but in the Weasley case, the ministry left them the cauldron after doing some tests and realizing it was indeed the work of their ancestors. Since then, life was very good for the nine redheads.
By now, Ginny had reached the end of the staircase. She shivered as she started walking down the corridor, pulling her silk robe closer. I should’ve gotten dressed! Ginny thought as she remembered what she was wearing, a pair of black silk boxers with stars on them and a matching belly-top.
Ginny snapped her head quickly and looked behind as she heard a swishing sound. She glanced in every corner, regretting ever leaving her wand back in her dorm. After a couple of minutes, she got the courage and started walking again.
She had barely walked 2 feet, when she heard it again. She froze to the spot as her head the swishing sound come closer…and closer…and closer! Then it stopped. Ginny, carefully turned around but saw nothing. Out of nowhere, a beautiful blue necklace fell to her feet. She looked at the ceiling and saw nothing but the stone carvings.
She looked down at the ground and at the necklace and bent down to pick it up. The moment she touched she felt a cold shiver run through her arm, then her entire body, but that wasn’t all that frightened Ginny. A soft feminine dead-cold whisper was heard and an icy wisp of wind was felt as it spoke.
You have been sighted! And then it was gone, leaving Ginny a sliver pendant with a beautiful rare water stone.
It was said that only two had been made out of the heart of the water God. One had belonged to Merlin and blew up when it fell in the wrong hands, never to be repaired and the other one, nobody really knew. People believed that the stone had ended up somewhere in England, but nobody really knew.
And here she was, Ginny, holding one of the most powerful objects of magic. Maybe Dumbledore knew something about it, Ginny thought as she placed the pendant over her neck. She stood up and pulled her silver cloak a little tighter.
A minute later, she heard footsteps echoing from down the Hallway and soon she stood face to face with Malfoy.
“Did you hear that?” she asked him
“Hear what?” he said and looked at her.
“That voice…It was…oh never mind!” She shivered as she remembered that voice and started moving closer to Draco.
“You’re weird Weasley.” He said teasingly.
“Aren’t I? That makes me even more exciting, doesn’t it?” she asked getting closer to him. She felt the electric shock she felt when she touched the necklace surge through her again. It was actually quiet pleasant, giving her power and pumping her blood faster.
She was now close enough to kiss him. She reached out and licked his lips seductively. She felt his body respond as he got closer to her, his hardness pressing against her stomach. He was close to her…so close that he could smell the special aroma of cinnamon and apples that always came with the mystery that was Ginny Weasley… Despite the fact that his body yelled at him to grasp her slim frame he was not quite able to bring his hands to grab her tiny waist. Big mistake! When he tried to kiss her fully on lips, she pulled away, leaving him wanting to be pressed against the length of her frail body.
“Don’t worry Drake, you’re still number one in-between the guys when it comes to the game of Seduction. As for the girls, consider you’ve got competition to compete with” With that said she turned around and left Malfoy staring at her retreating back, shocked.
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What the hell is wrong with me? Why did I do that? She asked herself. She wasn’t hungry anymore. It was like she had discovered a hidden side of herself when she had found that pendant. Well, let’s hope for the best, she said quietly and climbed up to the 6th year girl’s dorm. She brushed her teeth and slipped in her bed, seeing as she was already wearing her pyjamas.
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Next day in the morning, Ginny got an early start, so she would be able to catch Hermione when she woke up. She went over and had quick hot shower. After she was done, while she was dressing, she saw the bathroom door open and Hermione entered slowly with a towel draped over her arm.
Her eyes were puffy from sleeping and her hair was sticking out in every direction.
“Long night ?” Ginny asked as she came beside her, at the sink, and turned on the taps grabbing her tooth brush.
“Don’t remind me!” Hermione said.
“What do you mean?” She asked her as she finished brushing her teeth and spat the water out of her mouth.
“He’s so bloody annoying?” She exclaimed and took off her pyjamas.
“Who,” Ginny asked, “Harry?”
“Who else? He keeps on babbling about how much he loves me , how beautiful I am, how he can’t take his eyes off me……Bit annoying really!” She said as she finished putting on her skirt and pulled on a white shirt. Ginny stood shocked, frozen to the spot.
“Are you okay?” Hermione asked as she fixed her hair with a ‘courlous’ charm.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” her friend said once she was able to talk. One minute Hermione was completely in love with Harry the next she hated him...Ginny blinked twice rapidly and shook her head confused.
“Well I’m done...!” Hermione said and left. “You coming” Hermione called from their shared dorm. Ginny frowned in the mirror and followed Hermione out of the bathroom and to breakfast.
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Disclaimer: NOT MINE! Although I wish they were a product of my very own imagination, sad to say I only own the plot.
Summary: A prophecy involving the heirs of the four founders brings Harry, Ginny, Draco, and Hermione closer together, but who will betray them in the end? Who will betray their trust and join Voldemort and if they do, who will stop them? Read and find out...D/G mostly with H/Hr on the side!!! R/R
A/N: Thanks for all the ppl who reviewed !
*****Also Before I get on with the story, I have a very important announcement. I have another account on ff.net and I just posted a T/G(Tom Riddle/Virginia W)story, that as u all know, can’t post here. So I wanted to let ppl know, if they wanted to read it. Here’s the URL:
http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1744984
Thanks…now back to the story.****
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Chapter 4
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Ginny was quiet all through breakfast and Hermione kept on glancing nervously at Harry. Soon, it was time for Ginny to go to her morning classes so she stood up quietly and grabbed her books on the way. Herbology, Divination and Transfiguration, she thought with a small sigh of complaint at the thought of all those tiresome lessons, especially boring Divination. The Gryffindors 7th years had Transfiguration right before the 6th years so Ginny would be able to see Herm, in-between classes and maybe talk to her while McGonagall waited for the rest of the students to fill in their seats.
“Listen guys, I think I’ll head over to classes early, okay?” she asked as she gripped her books to her chest, her book bag slung over her right shoulder.
“Okay Gin, see you after Transfiguration” Hermione bid her goodbye and went back to her inviting piece of buttered and smoothened with jam, piece of toast.
As Ginny walked out of the Great Hall, she failed to notice a pair of piercing grey eyes, which had been following her every movement since she had walked in a half an hour before.
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Ginny had just finished Divination and was climbing down the tower staircase. She was about to enter the Transfiguration hallway when out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a flash of fuzzy brown hair and some of raven black hair. Getting ready to go greet her two friends she found that she was rooted to the spot by the abrupt shock of their strange conversation, confused and somewhat angry.
“Harry, I’m sorry, but I don’t think things will work out between us?” Hermione said
“What do you mean,” asked Harry nervously.
“Oh Harry, don’t make it harder than it already is. What I’ve been trying to tell you is that I can’t be your girlfriend anymore. It just that……Never mind!”
“Just that what Hermione? If a girl breaks up with me, I think I have the right to know why?”
Instead of replying Hermione sighed and looked at the floor.
“Answer me dammit!” he yelled.
She looked up into Harry’s big emerald orbs. “I love somebody else!”
“Who?” he asked again more calmly
“M...... Malfoy!” she said and ran off.
Harry punched the wall, and stalked off, mad and jealous.
Meanwhile, Ginny couldn’t believe what she’d just heard. Hermione fancied Malfoy. Oh gods, she thought to herself, I can’t be with Malfoy, I would be breaking Hermione’s heart if she finds out. Besides, I don’t really love him, sure the kissing was great, but Harry still claims my heart. I’ll brake up with him at lunch.
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“You wanted to talk to me little Red?” Draco drawled lazily as he fingered a lock of herred, curly hair.
She pushed his hand away and looked him in the eye.
“We need to talk Malfoy!”
“What about?” he asked.
“About us,” she said seriously.
“Us, what about us? We’re together,” he stated.
“That’s just the thing, we can’t be together!”
“Why not? I want you more than anything in the world.” He said and pulled her close.
She was as people portrayed her, innocent and wouldn’t dare hurt a fly, but here she was standing, breaking somebody’s heart and despite that people said Malfoy didn’t own a heart, she hated every minute of it. She wriggled her way out of his grasp and spoke again, “Sorry, Malfoy, but I just can’t be with you. In time you’ll understand.” She said and left him frozen in shock.
“And just when I figured I love you angel, you walk all over me…” he whispered softly and left a tear roll down his cheek. He wiped it away and straightened himself before walking away towards the dungeons, a grim and cold expression set onto his porcelain features. .
I bet it was Saint bloody Potter’s fault. The girl still loves him…… Well I’ll teach him a lesson. His mudblood bitch of a girlfriend will be mine, and Potter will be crushed when she prefers me over him, he thought and chuckled lightly, smirking evilly.
~*~*~
Hermione was walking back from potions along side Harry, who had ‘forgiven’ her, and Ron, when her book-bag spilled open. He two boys bent down and started helping her.
“You go ahead with out me, I’ll be fine” she said
“Are you sure?” Harry asked.
“Yes, I’m sure, now go and get to lunch.” She gestured for the boys to leave and started gathering her books once more.
Excellent, Malfoy thought as he walked towards the leaning frame of Hermione.
“How are you doing, Hermione?” he asked huskily.
Hermione’s head snapped up and their eyes locked. Her heart was fluttering in her chest as she opened her mouth to make a rude comment but only stuttered a polite response.
“F……..Fine. Than…...k…….you!”
“Listen Hermione,I was wondering, would you like tosit with me at the Slytherin table and you know, talk?” Draco asked charmingly. Hermione looked at him with dazed eyes, but also a calculating gaze that said what her mouth couldn’t…*Why?*. Draco noticed this and felt the need to assure her, in order to go forward with his plan. “It’s just that over the summer I’ve noticed you’ve grown into a pretty thing and Potter’s not worth your attentions. So are you coming?”
“I-I……would love to,”
“Great, let me help you with your books, and then we can walk to lunch together.” He said and Hermione nodded shyly.
Having forgotten a textbook in Snape’s classroom, Harry had gone back, only to overhear Hermione and Malfoy’s conversation. He stalked off angrily, a malicious plan forming in his head as he entered the Great Hall, and sat beside Ginny. Book forgotten he started talking with the 16 year-old redhead.
“So Ginny,” he started, “want to walk with me?” he asked
“Sure,” she agreed and stood up, folding her napkin and placing it on the table.
Once outside, they strode over to the edge of the lake and sat down on the grass, leaning on a tree for support.
“Ginny, “he begun again, “I’ve been meaning to ask you, do you have a boyfriend?”
“No………Why?” she asked as she felt light headed and a slight creep of dizziness sweep over her as he spoke. But another voice in her head, made her speak up boldly, “Has Ron asked you to ask me this question? Seriously, why is he so interested in my love life…”
“It’s not Ron…” Harry paused and took Ginny’s hand into his. Well, I was wondering if you would like to go out with me, you know into Hogsmeade sometime?”
“Sure, why not?” she said smoothly.
“Can I kiss you Gin?” Harry asked, faking a shy blush.
Ginny nodded and blushed hotly. Harry captured her lips in a fiery, hungry passionate kiss. Ginny lost track and failing to notice, he had her soon enough pressed to the ground beneath him.
Behind the tree, a hooded person was hidden in the shadows. Oh you’ll get what’s coming to you Potter, it thought and then left, joining his brown haired girlfriend.
~*~*~
A week had past, and the fall dance was fast approaching. Hermione and Ginny had bought their robes a week ago, none mentioning their boyfriend along the way.
Draco was pacing through his dorm. I’ve got to see her, fell her lips pressed against mine. I need to fell her, to touch her silky skin…Gods, this is maddening…She’s just a girl…and what a girl! ARGH! He groaned loudly in frustration then smirked satisfactory as an idea seemed to float into his head.
Yes, yes, that would definitely work. All I need to do is sneak some ingredients from Snape’s cupboard, and then I could go on with the plan.
~*~*~
Ginny was eating her lunch, quietly, beside Ron, when a school owl dropped a letter in her lap.
“Kind of late for mail, don’t you think so?” Ron asked his sister, “Who’s it from?”
Ginny shrugged and opened the letter. Written in green ink there was a note from Harry.
Meet me in the west tower, right after lunch. Skip classes!
H.P.
Odd, she thought, Harry never signs his initials when he writes to me. Oh well, then went back to her lunch.
~*~*~
After she was done eating, she made sure, everybody had already left, before she stood up and left as well, heading for the west tower.
When she reached the big wooden door, she pushed it open and stepped inside. Being an abandoned tower, there was very little light, but enough for a person to see.
“Harry,” she called “Where are you?”
She gave a little yelp of surprised as she was grabbed by her waist by a pair of strong male arms and pressed against a wall. He pointed his wand towards the door and locked it.
“Harry?” she asked again looking in the face of the man, only to stare back into her Potter’s big neon eyes.
“Glad you could make it!” he said huskily. Before she could say anything else, her lips were captured into a demanding, lustful, and surprisingly, loveable kiss. His hands roamed over her body lusciously as she moaned in delight, surprised that Harry knew her body so well.
“Harry,” she moaned
“I love you,” he whispered lovingly as he caressed her cheek.
She was about to kiss him again when his hair started changing colours. She gasped as she saw blond locks of hair, falling seductively in the way of an intense pair of silver-grey eyes.
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a/n
*Gasp* So what do you think. Review.
Just to let you know people, there will be a little heir action in the next chapter, and don’t worry, the pairings won’t be the ones in this chapter, so keep on reading. Also the Huffelpuff house sign is a phoenix in my story. Your reviews will make me update faster *hint, hint*
Ginger