Gaining Memories
A/N: Well, `cause a few of you had questions, I decided to answer them.
1. Draco has a diffrent kind of amnesia. He knows his life and all, but he doesn't remember that he is supposed to hate Ginny, but thinks she is his girlfriend.
2. No Draco is not faking it, lol. I don't really like stories were Draco has this crush on Ginny like forever and needs some kind of plan to lure her into his dorm or something (way too overused). So Draco really has amnesia.
3. Draco thinks Ginny is his girlfriend because a) she tackled him at Quidditch practice and he said something about `girlfriend and boyfriend', which was still a fresh memory in his mind after he got the bludger against his head (than he forgot the memory and it was replaced with a .. better memory of Ginny) and b) she was the first person he saw after he woke up in the Hospital Wing.
Further, I will keep my mouth before I give away the plot.
Chapter 4 - Second first date
But it's not coming easily
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When you're dreaming, you know it will never come true. When you think you're dreaming, you just hope it isn't reality. Poor Ginny, because it was reality for her. After they finished the picnic, Draco - notice how I use Draco and not Malfoy anymore - offered to walk her back to the castle. All Ginny would want to do was scream, run in circles and jump in the lake so the Giant Squid could kill her. Well, she would have done it if only she wasn't arm locked with Draco.
But it wasn't the worst part she had to endure a full hour of touching Draco, the horrifying part was when he asked;
"Can you show me a picture of us together?"
How could he not be faking this, Ginny was sure Draco was just faking all of this to just let her go at the Great Hall and yell; Gotcha! Now how was Ginny supposed to answer this question, they had been dating ever since September, now it was October and she had to tell her boyfriend they didn't have any pictures together?
Ginny wished Merlin would strike a lightning bolt at her so she would die, or at least avoid talking to Draco. The stupid Slytherin prat wanted a picture of them together, she blames it all on stupid Crabbe for being a lousy Quidditch player.
Then she changed the subject quickly, trying to get Draco to talk about how he would handle Crabbe and so on. Ginny knew he knew she was avoiding the subject but started to talk about how they kicked Crabbe out of the team and she was glad he stopped talking about `them'.
Finally, when they reached the castle and into the Great Hall, Draco quickly planted a small kiss on her cheek and told her to meet him at the Quidditch pitch after classes. Ginny could only nod so he would turn away while she could whip her face off. What was it with Draco Malfoy and giving so many `kisses'?
What she had to do at the Quidditch pitch, she did not know, but could only hope it involved getting her killed.
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"Selfish ego-minded prat," Ginny Weasley was cursing with every word she could come up with to discribe Draco Malfoy. "Bloody git mindless chicken," She was standing in the middle of the Quidditch field, waiting for Draco. "Nerve cracking bastard," And she was cold, classes had ended over an hour ago, and she was so stupid to stay there and wait for him. "Blasted arrogant smirking - "
There he was, in his green Slytherin Quidditch robes. His Nimbus 2001 over his shoulder and a smug expression on his face. " - hot bad boy," After that left her mouth she started jumping on the ground, he was getting on her nerves, making her saying things that weren't true.
It seemed like an eternity before he reached Ginny, who was fuming and had her wand ready in her pocket to hex him into the next decade.
"You. Are. Late," she spoke so deadly she almost saw Draco flinche at her voice. He gave her a smile and threw his broom on the ground.
"I'm sorry, I got hold up by your brother," he apologized, pushing back his blond hair with his hand. He's just trying to play I'm So Sexy so I should forgive him, well he's got another thing coming!
"That's not a good reason for leaving me standing in the cold for over an - wait did you say my brother?" Ginny asked, her anger changing direction from Draco to Ron.
"Yes, I believe he told me if I ever such as lay a finger on you, I wouldn't be able to produce any more heirs," Draco grinned, amused at the expression Ginny gave him. At least she wasn't mad at him anymore.
"I knew it!" Ginny exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air and started to pace. "I knew the git wouldn't leave me alone to mind my own business. I told him to leave you alone, but being the stupid brother he is, he ignored my threat! Wait until I get my hands on his chubby little neck - " Ginny was stopped as Draco lay a finger on her lips to make her stop talking.
"It's okay, you should have expected that from your brother," he soothed and removed his finger.
Ginny formed her lips in a pout, still wanting to castrating her brother. But then Draco's broom got her attention.
Draco saw her glancing at his broom and he picked it up, grinning at her. "Well, because I took you out at a Quidditch store on our first date, I could hear it in your voice that was not your idea of a date. So, I want to redo our first date," he explained at Ginny, stepping onto his Nimbus.
"So, this is like our second first date?" Ginny uttered in surprise.
"You could say it that way." He took out his hand before her, giving her a heart warming smile.
Ginny didn't know what made her do it, but there was something about the way his blond hair waved with the wind, how his silver orbs seemed to be like a whirlpool, how the cold turned into a warm breeze and how her brother suddenly was the last thing on her mind.
"Can I take the pleasure of letting you ride my broom, Miss Ginevra Weasley?" he asked like a real gentleman, his hand still holding out. If she was a perverted teenager with lots of hormones, she would have jumped him. But she wasn't so Ginny gladly accepted his offer as she took his hand.
He pulled her up on his broom and told her to hold on. Ginny worked her arms around his waist, somehow feeling a sort of six pack through the fabric of his Quidditch robes.
"Hold on," he whispered to her as they took off for the sky. Ginny squeaked at the speed and hardened her grip on Draco, leaning her face against his back.
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"Blimey! What the hell is my sister doing flying on Malfoy's broom!?" Ron Weasley exclaimed angrily as he looked out of a window. A blurred vision of red and blond were flying through the sky. His hands were balled into fists and his eyes had a strange scary tick in it.
"Ron, calm down. Even Malfoy is not that low to let a girl fall from a broom," Harry Potter assured the angry redhead. Then he got back to his Potion's essay, Ron had been worried sick the past hours as Ginny had not showed up in the common room.
"I told Malfoy he would not touch her! I told him!"
Harry sighed, giving up on his essay and turned to look out of the window. "Well, it seems Ginny is touching Malfoy, not the other way around, Ron," he simply said, trusting Ginny in her decision.
"Don't get smart on me Harry. I'm going to the Quidditch pitch!" Were Ron's last words as he disappeared out of the common room.
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Ginny was having a blast of time. The way Draco made loops made her somehow giggling, encouraging Draco for doing more. She had this wicked smile stuck on her face as they made a dove and pulled up just in time. Ginny never really noticed he had so much talent in him. Well, partly because she had always ignored the Slytherins and her eyes were fixed on the Gryffindor team.
All of Ginny's happiness was soon all droned out of her when she saw a student running from the castle towards the pitch. It had red hair so it could only mean one thing. A sigh escaped her mouth and she leaned more to Draco. Now she was close enough to whisper in his ear.
"Draco, please stop I'm getting a little sick," she lied. She wanted Draco out of here before Ron did some psychical damage to him.
"Okay." She could hear the disappointment in his voice, but right now she didn't care. They softly landed onto the green field and Ginny hopped off the broom.
"Thanks for the ride, this was a very memorable second first date," Ginny thanked him, eager to go and start running towards Ron to tell him to go away.
"You're welcome. You okay?" He asked, still hovering on his broom. Ginny's eye wandered to a red spot coming closer by the second.
"Ehm - no, I think I'll go to the Hospital Wing or something," she quickly lied, wanting ever so much that Draco would just shut up and let her go.
"Then should I walk you to the Hospital Wing?" Draco offered, also stepping off his broom. Ginny's eyes widened.
"No - I mean, I don't think you would like to hear some information about that time of month," Ginny grinned, he must have remembered the Anti-Menstruating potion.
And she was right, she could read the disgust off of Draco's face. "Well, if you're sure." Oh yes, very sure. "I'll think I'm going to stick here and fly some more, is that okay?" More than perfect! Ginny just nodded her head, turned and walked away from him.
She was holding her breath in when she saw Ron almost at the entrance of the Quidditch pitch. When Ginny saw Draco flying above her head, she started running towards Ron. Please, let Draco be blind and not see Ron. She pleaded in her mind, hoping the blonde was way above in the sky.
After a few large steps she was at the entrance of the Quidditch pitch, and in Ron's range. Ginny glared at him and kicked in a boost.
"You idiot!" she yelled and launched herself at Ron, tackling him down to the ground. She used her full body to paralyze him. Quickly grabbing his hands and crossing them above his head so he could not wiggle his way out of it.
"What did I told you about leaving this all to me, Ron?" she asked calmly, but her eyes were glaring a hole through her brother's head. Ron was glaring right back at her. Thank Merlin they were just out of the Quidditch pitch, Draco could barely see them from above.
"What were you thinking riding Malfoy's broom!" he snapped at her, trying to get loose from her grip.
Must. Keep. Perverted. Thoughts. Away. Ginny struggled for a moment with her brother. "Just get it through your thick skull Ron, nothing is going to happen to me. And that's the same for Draco." With that, she scrambled off of Ron and got back to the castle, leaving him there on the ground.
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Isn't it ironic that Ginny didn't want to be with Draco, but also didn't want her brother to break them up. She huffed at herself as she wandered around Hogwarts, not knowing were and not caring. Her stupid brother had to come in and ruin her date with Draco. Ginny stopped walking as she carefully observed her words, was she mad at Ron for ruining her date with Draco, or because he didn't listnen to her? Probably the latter and she huffed again.
"Ginny?"
Ginny stopped and looked around her, somehow she had gotten to the Hospital Wing and unfortunately Draco was coming out of it.
"I hope I didn't upset you, because I saw you storming towards the castle after our date," said Draco in a whisper as he stood opposite of her.
"No, it wasn't you. Some other mindless git upset me," she answered and eyed the potion vile he was holding in his hands.
"Who did that? Tell me, and I'll beat him to a pulp!" Draco defended, glaring at every student who was passing by. Ginny sniggered at his behavior.
"It's no one," she said. "By the way, why were you in the Hospital Wing?"
Ginny wished she didn't asked as she saw Draco's cheeks turn to a little pink and his lips forming into a cheesy smile. "After my weekly check-up, Pomfrey told me to give this to you."
He handed over the potion vial, on the label it stood rather largely; Anti-Menstruating Potion.
Oh Merlin. Not again.
Ginny quickly grabbed the potion vial and hid it somewhere under her robes. She was so embarrassed, her face showing it too and she hoped the ground would swallow her whole.
"Well, good night, Weasley," Draco broke the silence and used her last name for effect. Ginny looked up at his pointy face and copied his smirk.
"Good night, Malfoy."
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