Seven Minutes In Heaven
Chapter VIII - Deserving
Written By: Anti Darth Ani
Edited By: Anti Darth Ani
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Author's Note: Well, this is the last chapter of SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN *single tear* It's such a sad thing for me to say good-bye, but I know it's for the best. This ending is about as far from what I had planned as it could get, but you guys know how those things go. *shrugs* Stay alert to my profile on fanfiction.net for updates and information on new Ginny/Draco Harry Potter fan-fics I'll be writing soon.
ENJOY!!!!!!
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Draco stared at the envelope on his bed. Did he dare to open it? He could tell right away that the writing that addressed it to him was Pansy's. He didn't have the heart for one of Pansy's mushy love letters she liked to write him when she grew tired of her life. Sighing, Draco sat down on the foot of his bed and ripped the wax seal off, opening the envelope. A short letter and a single photo, face down, fell out when he turned it upside down.
Reaching for the letter first, Draco quickly scanned what it said. I know you fancy her, but can you trust her? Wondering what Pansy meant, but having a hunch it had to deal with Ginny, Draco set down the letter and picked up the picture. He flipped it over and stared down at the picture of Ginny and Dean Thomas. Their characters in the photograph smiled as each other before Ginny quickly pulled Dean to her and kissed him. Draco doubted that the picture was real as he tossed it into the roaring fire to clear the image out of his mind. But the idea of her being with Thomas infuriated him, for reasons he couldn't explain.
Can I trust her? Draco asked himself as he laid back in his bed. Of course I can't, he told himself, as if it was the dumbest question he'd ever pondered. She's a Weasley, for Merlin's sake. And she's friends with Potter. The whole lot of them were born to sneak around and lie, to hex people and put funny stuff in their food. The day I trust any of them is the day I sign my own death certificate. Draco rolled over onto his stomach, gathering his pillow under his arms to rest his chin on. But I don't want to trust her. I just want to be with her.
Closing his eyes, Draco begged sleep to take him. He wanted to end this nightmare, wanted to forget about her for the night. He'd worry about trapping her in a closet again tomorrow, but for now he just wanted sleep.
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Ginny awoke with a major headache and her eyes felt puffy from crying. She shifted in her bed, turning around to face Dean, who hadn't been asleep in almost an hour. She forced herself to smile, to act like everything was alright and like she didn't feel like a massive pile of crap. If she could just get through the day, then she'd make it to the Hogsmeade field trip the following day, where she'd be able to talk to Fred and George and to have them comfort her. They were the two most reliable people she'd ever had in her life, not just in her family. They were the twins and she was the only daughter, and they had some sort of bond Ginny had never been able to explain.
"Sleep well?" he asked her, not moving an inch. Ginny nodded, wanting to ask him the same question, but she kept her mouth shut. What did I do? she asked herself. She hadn't had sex with Dean, but she'd let him back into her bed. She'd begged him to say with her after feeling rejected by Draco Malfoy. What kind of person am I? she began to wonder about herself. Would she really sink low enough to use Dean, just to make herself feel better about things not working out with Draco?
He deserves better than this, Ginny told herself as she watched Dean watch her. And I deserve better than him. And Draco. Ginny sighed, sliding out of the bed. She wanted to get a shower and change into some real clothes, some completely dry clothes. She wanted something to wear that wouldn't reminder her of Dean or Draco. She just wanted something that said `Ginny'.
"I'm going to head back to my dormitory," Dean called out softly as Ginny rummaged in her trunk for a clean robe to put on over her plaid skirt and black tank top. She glanced up and nodded, giving him a small grin. "I'll see you at breakfast?" he asked, walking over to her and bringing her up to full height. He gave her a quick kiss before walking out.
As he left, Lavender got out of her bed, where she had been pretending to sleep, and flopped down onto Ginny's, facing the foot fo the bed and Ginny's trunk. "So..." Lavender started, raising an eyebrow while she waited for Ginny to tell her just what had happened after she'd gone to retrieve Dean the night before.
Ginny sighed, closing her trunk after she'd found the robe. She sat down on top of it, her legs crossed, facing Lavender. "I was upset last night, alright? I spent almost the whole day running into Draco and snogging with him." Lavender didn't look surprised. "And everything time we stopped, we admitted that we couldn't do it again."
"Yet, it seems as if that didn't quite happen," Lavender responded as she lay on her stomach and watched her friend's face for a change in emotion.
Ginny shook her head, "At least not until after dinner, when I came back crying." Ginny sighed, knowing that talking about it was only going to remind her more of Draco, something she wasn't sure was safe. She tried to block him out of her head, but she'd dreamt about him last night, dreamt about what it would be like to let him have his way with her. "I just... I don't know, Lav... There's something about him I just can't wrap my mind around and that drives me crazy." Ginny pulled one leg up to rest her chin on. "He's never acted this way before, and I don't know what to expect from him anymore. Like, how is he going to act at breakfast this morning? Will he completely ignore me while he flirts with other girls? Or will he try to talk to me, make me listen to him?"
"Ginny, don't hate me for saying this, but you seem to be holding on to something that isn't
there," Lavender told her friend softly. "And, sooner or later, you're going to realize it and
fall." Lavender tried to bite her tongue, to prevent herself from
saying something to hurt Ginny's feelings, but she just had to get it out in the open. "I understand where
you're coming from, I really do. He's Draco Malfoy, after all. But you also have to understand that
things don't always work out the way we want them to. At certain times, you've got to get over it and move
on."
"I'm trying, Lavender, I really am. I want to forget him and have another chance with Dean. But... oh, I don't know. There's something holding me back." Ginny let out a small yawn, still tired from all the drama in her life.
"I suppose I'm at part to blame for this. And, I must confess, I'm the one who put the hex on you yesterday. You were determined to look the other way, even when he was right in front of you, so I just thought that you needed a little, well, you know... push." Lavender gave Ginny a weak grin, her way of trying to apologize. "I didn't know things would end up in such a mess."
"I don't blame you, Lavender. I don't blame anyone. That's my problem." Ginny got off of the trunk to go shower and change before breakfast. Lavender watched her friend exit, but then spoke up. "Oh, Ginny, I needed to ask you about this letter."
"What letter?" Ginny asked, turning around to face Lavender.
Lavender got off the bed and went over to her night stand, trying to find the letter. Only after she'd searched for a minute did she remember that it'd burnt itself up. "There was this letter that dropped out of your bag. It looked like it had been opened before, but I'm not completely sure. And it was like a threat to kill you."
Ginny frowned, a little confused. "I don't know what you're talking about, Lavender. I didn't have a letter in my bag. Never had. Are you sure it was about me?"
Lavender froze. "Well, no... I just assumed since I thought it had fallen from your bag."
Ginny shrugged. "Well, I'm going to go change. I'll see you later."
Lavender just nodded, still worried about the letter. Maybe it was just a harmless joke after all. Except the joke wasn't on Ginny. The joke was on her.
As Ginny walked to the Prefects' bathroom, she smiled to herself. Leave it to Lavender to get all worked up over a silly piece of paper. She whispered the password at the door and waited for it to slide open. She hoped a long, hot bath would solve all her problems. After all, water always had a calming affect on her.
Ginny stripped while the huge bathroom in the center of the room began to fill. She thought about how awkward breakfast was going to be while she tried to juggle both her feelings for Draco and her feelings for Dean. Either way, Ginny told herself as she sank into the dark blue water, she wasn't going to be a pawn anymore. She'd do what she felt was right, what she needed herself to believe was the best solution.
Meaning I'm not going to be making out with anymore guys in broom closets anytime soon.
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Author's Note: Okay, I know that some of you are really going to be mad with this ending. But I'm tired and I want this fan-fic to end. And I, personally, have taken a liking to the ending, even if it wasn't what I had planned. So thanks for all the reviews and supports. Sorry if I didn't use your ideas you submitted, but many of them were quite good and they might just show up in anther fan-fic of mine (Currently titled The Muggle Way; more info on my fanfiction.net bio under Anti Darth Ani). I'll give credit, of course :P
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