Chapter 3 Such a Tease
Ginny heard footsteps enter the bathroom.
"Ginny? Are you in here?" she heard Hermione's voice call out. Quietly Ginny picked her feet off the floor and onto the toilet so she wouldn't be seen. She heard Hermione's exasperated huff as she walked out of the bathroom. Ginny let her feet down, burying her head in her hands.
"Having a bad first day back?" a voice squeaked from behind Ginny. She swung her head around coming face to face with Moaning Myrtle.
"No... Just felt like crying." Ginny snapped sarcastically. A frown spread across Myrtle's face.
"Just because I'm dead doesn't give you the right to snap at me!" she grumbled, flying under the stall and crashing into the toilet next to Ginny only seconds later.
Ginny grumbled, annoyed. She couldn't even get a moments peace in the girl's toilet. She picked up her books, ready to go off to class. She stopped momentarily at the mirror to glance at her reflection. Ginny muttered a spell under her breath, taking the red out of her eyes. She forced a smile, looking at it in the mirror, and then walked out.
"It's Malfoy's fault really..." Ginny began, blaming her bad day on the most reasonable person. If everyone else can blame him for their troubles, so can I. Besides, he did really start this whole mess. If he hadn't kissed me I wouldn't be upset, if I wasn't upset I wouldn't have ran to the common room so late to gather my things. If I had done it earlier I wouldn't have seen Harry and Hermione and my whole little secure world would keep on spinning. But would I really have rather not known my dream was crushed? Ginny pointed out to herself.
"What's my fault?" she heard a familiar voice drawl, interrupting her thoughts. Ginny swept around to face him, a frown plastered to her face.
"My bad day if you must know!" she mumbled.
"Oh shut it Weasley, we all have our own loads to carry!" he huffed. Ginny looked up at him.
"You know, I don't need this right now, okay?" she grunted walking away from him and to her class. He rolled his eyes at her back and continued on his way.
"Who does he think he is?" Ginny grumbled entering Transfiguration. She plopped down next to Colin. His sandy blonde hair loomed over his eyes as he looked at her curiously.
"Care to share?" he asked. Ginny turned to him.
"Wha?" she asked, too busy talking to herself to notice what he had said. Professor McGonogall looked over at them, stood up and began to address the class.
"Oh, just had a bad day so far," Ginny whispered behind her hand to Colin.
"Just because you hold your hand over your mouth doesn't mean that I don't know you're talking. I'm sure that if it was important enough to stop me in the middle of the lecture you wouldn't mind sharing with the class." Professor McGonogall snapped. Ginny blushed.
"Sorry Professor. It was nothing," she mumbled, ashamed. McGonogall gave her a stern nod and continued with her lesson.
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"Transfiguration couldn't have drug on anymore if you had stopped time!" Colin moaned once he was out of earshot of his teacher.
"Ginny? Yooh Hoo? Anyone home?" Colin asked tapping on Ginny's forehead.
"Gerrof Colin!" she giggled, wrenching his hand away.
"That hurt..." he sarcastically sniffed. Ginny smiled, and ran off to the Great Hall.
"I'm sort of glad we had double Transfiguration today instead of potions. I would have just died if I had to spend the morning with Snape and all his Slytherin cronies." Ginny smiled walking ahead of Colin. The whole time he was grunting, waving his hands back and forth.
"What is the matter?'' Ginny asked swirling around, stopping in her step when she saw Snape looming right over her, his arms crossed firmly across his chest.
"You were saying Miss. Weasley?" he asked narrowing his black, beady eyes.
"I was only saying that transfiguration was stimulating, and it didn't drag on like your class…?" Ginny asked batting her eyelashes. His eye began to twitch, out of the corner of her eye she watched Colin shoot down the hallway begging her to follow. Before Snape could say anything that's exactly what she did.
Once she had caught up with Colin in the Common Room he patted her on the back. "That was BRILLIANT Gin! I never knew you had that in you!"
She smiled appreciatively waving to an invisible crowd. "Thank you, thank you,"
"I've never heard anyone talk to him like that without receiving a detention or any scrap of punishment,"
"I guess I ran away just in the nick of time then, didn't I?" Ginny asked, a sly smirk spreading across her mouth. Coiln playfully pushed her on the shoulder.
"Hey!" Ginny shouted, pouncing on him, pinning him to the floor. She scrunched her nose, smiling. "Gotchya!" Colin let out a yelp of protest, flipping her over, jumping on top.
"Who's got who now?" he chortled, looking at Ginny's disappointed face. He finally sat up, not getting off of Ginny.
"Who's the best?" he asked.
"Me!" Ginny giggled.
"Not who I was looking for. I guess I'll just have to sit on top of you all day," Colin sighed, summoning one of his books to him. Ginny gasped with despair as he opened a page, letting his eyes skim over it.
"You wouldn't dare!" she screeched, trying to wrench her arms out from under him. He wiggled, making sure he had a tight hold on her. Ginny sat, pondering what to do. Suddenly she sat up, and demanded him to get off of her. When he refused she lifted her head up and bit his leg. Collin yelped in pain and jumped up on his knees, positioned directly above her head.
"Uh..." a voice gasped from behind the two. "If you two are busy with, er- yourselves, I can hold people out of the common room." Dennis muttered, shielding his eyes with his hands.
"Oh!" Colin gasped, jumping from above Ginny. Abruptly, she sat up, her hair all a mess, and straightened her skirt.
"It's not like that at all... really." Colin babbled, looking at the floor.
"Sounds like me earlier. What have you been busy doing Ginny?" Harry asked, stepping into the common room closely followed by Ron and Hermione. Ginny blushed a crimson red, not daring to look up at them.
"Ginny, I need to speak to you up in my room," Ron said, forcefully pulling Ginny up to the boy's dormitory. Ginny looked back helplessly at Hermione, but was swept up the stairs before she could notice. She heard someone bounding up the stairs as Ron pushed her into his dorm room. He set her on his bed.
"What do you think you were doing with Colin? I know you liked Harry, and I'm glad you've noticed that he's too old for you, but going to this extreme is going a bit too far!" Ron huffed as Harry walked in the door. Ginny flinched as Harry heard Ron's speaking her secret aloud.
"You're not some scarlet woman Ginny!" he lectured looking down at her disappointed. Harry patted Ron on the shoulder.
"Let her explain, I'm sure it isn't what it looked like," Harry replied.
"It wasn't! Look, he punched me on the shoulder, so I tackled him. Then since he is a boy he turned things around so he was on top and then..." Ginny began, but a wild idea entered her mind from the unbelieving look on her brother's face "Then I stripped down right there and we did it like wild animals. We only had time to put our clothes back on before Dennis came in." Ginny said in her most serious voice, hardly concealing her laughter from Ron's gaping mouth and widening eyes. Ron raised his hand as if he was about to strike her, and all Harry could do was drop to the bed in astonishment.
"Oh, I was only joking. He wouldn't get off me so I bit him, he sat up and that's where you came in," Ginny chortled. Harry and Ron exchanged a look of relief, turning to Ginny.
"You're just lucky Percy, Fred, or George aren't still here, they would have just murdered you if they heard that!" Ron huffed, and marched out of the room. Harry half glanced at Ginny, but stopped her when she went to leave.
"Look Ginny, I never knew or anything," Harry began. She placed her hand over his mouth.
"I knew for a long time that I would only be 'Ron's little sister' to you, although I didn't want to believe it," she muttered, sweeping out the door without another word.
Ginny grabbed Colin's hand, dragging him out of the common room with her. He looked at her quizzically, but followed all the same. She took him down a few corridors, around plenty of corners, and finally stopped at a stone gargoyle.
"Oh, how cute, little sixth years sneaking off to snog!" Pansy drawled as she rounded the corner. Ginny turned throwing dagger eyes at her.
"Sod off Parkinson!"
"Watch your tongue around a prefect!" She snapped, throwing out her chest to show her shiny silver prefect badge.
"Does it look like I care? No, so go!"
"Oh, alright. I'm just glad I can get real men like Draco,"
"Oh you mean dogs, sure!" Ginny sputtered marching away.
"Uh... Ginny?" Colin asked, chasing after her.
"Yes?" she asked.
"We sort of need to get to class, mind ranting about things after charms?" he pondered aloud. Ginny nodded her head and bounded off to class.
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"Where were you all through charms?" Colin demanded.
"Just thinking about how to get back at Malfoy and Parkinison!"
"Er- why? They do that all the time..."
"Because I'm sick of being picked on. It's time they got what they deserved!"
"Need some help?"
"No, I've got a plan... but you need to cover for me since I'm going to skip Defense Against The Dark Arts. Just tell Lupin that I had to deal with some snakes," Ginny spluttered taking off.
Ginny tip toed up to the boy's dormitory, slowly creaking open the door. Seeing that no one was inside she crept in. Now, Ron's told me about Harry's cloak before so it has to be in here somewhere! Ginny thought anxiously, throwing odds and ends out of Harry's trunk.
She let out a gasp of surprise, and happiness, when she found the silvery cloak burried at the bottom. She picked it up, splashing it out behind her. Making sure it worked; she pulled it tightly about her. Her head remained the only visible thing. Ginny twirled around in delight. Careful not to rip it, she took it off, folded it, and tucked it inside her robes.
She crept down to the common room, not bothering to clean up after herself, and tore out of the portrait before anyone could ask her anything. Small tendrils of hair streamed across her face as she ran down the hallway. Ginny paused, looking out the window at the setting sun. She plopped down on the window seat and watched the sun until it has vanished beyond the horizon.
"Daydreaming Weasley?" Draco suddenly drawled from behind her. The tiny redhead whipped around.
"No!" she snapped, her hands balling into fists next to her sides. She looked up at Draco, his blonde hair, gray eyes, and then her eyes fell on his lips. She felt herself lean onto the wall, biting her lower lip. Draco offered her a cold, cruel laugh.
"Looks like you want another kiss eh?" Ginny's eyes flashed, resurfacing on his eyes once more.
"Certainly not!" she huffed, turning on her heel.
Draco reached out touching her hair softly, gently. Ginny's guard dropped at his touch. She exhaled, yearning for him to hold her. She slowly turned around, facing him. His softened eyes looked into her, searching her. Ginny lifted herself up on her tiptoes a bit so she didn't seem so short, closing her eyes. His hand caressed her milky skin, making her tremble under his touch. Ginny's inside went all a flutter as she felt his face drawing closer to hers, his warm breath swirling across her face.
Ginny peeked open her eyes to take a glance at him. Draco, seeing that she was looking at him, pulled out a piece of toast, and took a large bite.
"This is really good you know," he muttered, sprinting off into the hallway just in time to avoid Ginny's punch. She growled under her breath, muttering to herself that she would get him soon enough and ducked into the nearest bathroom.
Ginny dashed into one of the girl's stalls, placing the cloak across her shoulders. Instantly she was invisible. Ginny smiled inwardly, dashing off to dinner.