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CHAPTER SEVEN
"TALKING" ((THINKING))
As Ginny opened her eyes, all she saw was white. ((Oh, my God! Am I dead? Is this heaven?)) She lifted her head and found that it was only a pillow before she crashed back down, yelping in pain.
"You shouldn't try to move, that's some nasty bump you got there," drawled a voice somewhere nearby.
She recognized that voice, although she was suffering such a bad headache, she couldn't place who it belonged to. She rolled over on the bed and faced the ceiling.
She noticed the drop in temperature and the change in scenery. As she clutched the blanket closer, she absorbed her present surroundings. She recognized this room; it was a room she had been in before, tutoring an egotistic git.
"MALFOY?!" Ginny screamed, quickly getting angry. She stood up, ignoring the piercing pain flowing through her head.
"At your service, milady," Draco sneered.
He was clutching her robe, causing Ginny to look down. She let out a sign of relief when she saw her school shirt and skirt on her body, untouched. She stared back at Draco menacingly, inching closer until she felt his warm short breaths on her face.
"What did you just do?! Tell me what you did!" Ginny screamed.
"Now, now, weasel. Don't have a hernia!" Draco laughed nervously.
"Don't have a hernia? What about my head?! What about my FRACTURED SKULL?!"
"Oh, about that. It's not my fault you don't have balance. Didn't I tell you your scrawny legs need building up?" Draco stated matter-of-factly.
"Shut up!" Ginny shouted. "You have no idea how much pain I'm going to put you through! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"
The corner of Draco's mouth twitched.
"I'll have to spend galleons on mouthwash just to get that vile taste of venom in my throat OUT!" Ginny went on, "I don't think MAGIC can get my mouth clean! I think I'll have to kill myself to save me from this misery! I'll kill you first, that's for sure, then!"
"GO AHEAD!" Draco shouted; he surely had had enough of this weasel, "Go ahead and kill me to save me from my misery that is YOU! Then kill yourself to put others out of their misery!"
Ginny was taken aback from this sudden outburst, but kept her feet planted firmly on the ground.
"Oh, and for your information, you weren't even a good kisser!" Draco spat.
Ginny's face grew red from anger and embarrassment.
"Well, n-neither are you!" she managed to stutter.
"Oh, like you broke off?!" Draco shot back.
Ginny felt uncomfortable then, like hearing him say he didn't enjoy it hurt her somehow. She remembered how she felt it was right.
"Plus, you're not my kind of girl. Too innocent, in fact," Draco stated as he gave Ginny a once over.
Ginny gawked and felt violated. She instinctively crossed her arms over her chest and screamed, "I AM NOT INNOCENT!"
"Oh, really?" Draco became interested, "How so?"
Ginny was caught off guard. She opened her mouth to defend herself, but immediately closed her mouth after. Her embarrassment quickly passed and anger replaced it.
"I SHOULD TELL PROFESSOR SNAPE! NO, PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE! IF THISI S WHAT I GET FOR TRYING TO HELP YOU PASS THEN IT WON'T MATTER ANYMORE!" she screamed. "YOU'RE GOING TO GET EXPELLED FOR THIS ONE DRACO MAL-"
Draco winced as he clamped a hand over her mouth and cast a silencing spell on the room so that no outside could hear them, although he strongly doubted that they hadn't already.
"Shut UP, you BANSHEE! I'd be surprised if all of Hogwarts hasn't woken up because of your ear-splitting shrieks!" he yelled freely. "Go ahead and tell the professors! You'll only prove yourself as a weasel! But, you'll have to explain why you let a boy into your room! And you'll have to admit that you snogged Draco Malfoy! Although that's quite an achievement," he smirked, "whatever reputation you have will be ruined."
Ginny let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in. She stood up and advanced on him until he could feel her breath on his face.
"I hate you," she breathed.
"Likewise," he sneered.
Before he could kick her out, she turned on her heel and stalked out of his room. Draco slowly crept to his bed and only then noticed that he was still clutching her robe. He stared at it with disgust and threw it in his trunk.
"Stupid weasel," Draco said aloud, "Stupid, stupid… Sexy?" Draco stopped himself. "What am I saying?" His heart twinged. "She seemed angry. Maybe I went overboard. Wait, why should I care? She deserved it! Embarrassing me in front of everyone. And now she doesn't have to tutor me! Professor Snape can't make her if she doesn't want to… But, am I going to fail?"
He suddenly noticed that he was speaking aloud… To no one. He looked around quickly and verified that no one was there and the silencing spell was still intact. He scowled as his mirror chuckled and covered his head with the blanket as tried to go to sleep. After all, it was 1:30 AM.
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Ginny ran out of the room and slammed the portrait behind her. She ran down the corridors and just kept running for so long that she didn't notice she was lost until she tripped over a protruding tile on the floor. She fell and hit her head on the floor.
"Ow…" she whined. She touched her face and felt that it was wet. She was surprised to see that she was crying. She listened to her heaving breaths and noticed that she must have been sobbing all the while she was running.
She sat there for a moment until she noticed that it must have been very late. Standing up and looking around, she noticed that she was lost. She leaned against the wall when suddenly it disappeared and she fell through.
((Huh?!)) thought a frantic Ginny. She moved her hands along the walls around her for a door or an opening. She seemed to be in a small closet.
((Grrr!!))
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((It's useless,)) thought Draco. He had been trying to sleep for half an hour. ((I'm taking a walk.))
As he made his way through the castle he was surprised to see that nobody was around. He thought they must have been tired from all the Halloween hoopla.
((Maybe Filch partied a bit, also,)) Draco smirked. That is, until he saw Mrs. Norris, the squib's mangy cat. ((Merlin.)) Draco rolled his eyes and took off at a run before Filch arrived.
He soon found himself in an unfamiliar corridor. He was walking along, looking around when he suddenly heard it. THUMP! THUMP!
((What the…)) He heard it some more. ((It sounds like it's coming from... inside the wall?)) He ran his hands along the stone walls, but didn't find anything.
The sound was growing closer and he could also hear some whimpering. He got frustrated so he leaned against the wall when he suddenly felt it disappear. He fell through the wall onto something soft and squishy. It seemed to be the source of the whimpering.
"GEROFF ME!" it shrieked.
"WEASLEY?! What are you doing here?" Draco wondered.
"Are you going to get off me or not?" Ginny managed.
Draco didn't budge.
"Are we in a closet?"
"Yes! Now get off me!"
Ginny tried pushing him, both hands flat against his back. He rose a few inches and fell back against Ginny, hard.
"Oof! I'm going to get breast cancer because of you!" she breathed. "That's two injuries in one day!"
Draco sat up, still sitting on Ginny, and spun around to look at her.
"Three, if you count the hernia," he chuckled. "And once again, you brought it upon yourself. It's not my fault."
Ginny's face grew red out of anger, embarrassment, or just plain out of lack of air, Draco had no idea.
If she was angry, she would have exploded and shouted at him, but she didn't. If she was embarrassed she would have probably screamed with all her might, but she didn't. If she was out of breath she would have done nothing and just stare up at his face, like she was doing right now.
Draco panicked and scrambled up to his feet. He stared at her as she slowly got up, brushing off her clothes. His relief was short lived as Ginny advanced upon him, fists balled up against her chest.
"Now, don't do anything you'll regret later," he chuckled nervously, backing up against a wall.
"Oh, don't worry, Malfoy," Ginny literally spat.
Draco flinched at the weasel's saliva on his bare cheek.
"I won't do anything I'll regret."
Draco's face scrunched up in confusion. Ginny smirked and hurled her tiny fist against his stomach. Draco doubled over.
((Hm, pretty strong.))
He slowly got up and quickly took hold of both Ginny's hands. They were still held in tiny fists when Draco carefully unfolded them.
"Now, now Weasley, no need to get excited," he said patronizingly. "Or, perhaps you can't help it," he continued. "Maybe you're on your period?"
Ginny's mouth fell open. She had certainly had enough. She wretched her hands out Draco's grip and grabbed his throat.
((Oh, and again with the choking?)) Draco thought as he started to run of out breath. She was screaming something, but he couldn't comprehend because of the lack of oxygen to his brain.
His vision was starting to blur, she was killing him!
((Oh, she'll surely get expelled for this one! When they find us, or… her and my dead body, she'll be in for-wait! I can't let her kill me! What were you thinking, Malfoy?!))
His hands moved up and spun her around while his foot tripped her and he held her in a hostage position.
"Weasley, you are trying my patience," he growled. "You must admit I have been very patient with you, and I don't think you have appreciated it!" ((Why have I been patient with her?!)) he suddenly wondered.
With him distracted, Ginny took the chance to turn around and look him in the eyes. His attention snapped back to her; he no longer held her in his arms. Then, suddenly, she backed into a corner and sat down, her head in her hands.
Draco's eyes darted around, but he knew there was no escape. He was stuck in a closet with a weasel. A crying weasel. Draco sighed and sat down next to her.
"What's the matter, Weasley?" he asked, though not very sympathetically.
"What do you care?" she snapped back without looking at him.
((Well, I'm stuck in here with you,)) he frowned. "Well, maybe… Maybe I can… help?" he struggled, for kindness was totally against his programming.
A surprised Ginny turned and looked at him.
"Well?" he pressed on.
"You really want to know?" she snapped. "Fine, then. First of all, I'm stuck in a closet. Second of all," she snorted, "look who I'm stuck in it with."
Before he could make a comeback she continued, "No one's ever going to find us. Just like that time in first year. They only knew I was missing because the writing on the wall said somebody was. I just happened to be the only one not there. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if nobody found me."
She seemed to be in her own world, so Draco just listened.
"I would have died, of course. I would have died liking Harry. What a joy," she snorted again.
((What is she, a pig?)) Draco wondered.
"But, now I know what would have happened. I would have never had to be poor again. Never see my family again. Never be top in potions. Never tutor you, only to be humiliated and tortured and be stuck in this stupid closet with you! Why couldn't I have just died?" she rolled her eyes.
"Hey!" Draco suddenly found his voice. "Don't be so negative. You're lucky to be here with me! Do you know how many girls would kill to be in your position?"
"I don't see why!" she shot back. "I don't know why anyone would want to be around you, let alone be alone with you!" she scoffed.
"Well, then why don't I show you!" he said, frustrated.
And then he kissed her.
Suddenly light filled the dim closet and they broke apart to see…
A/N: MUAHAHA!! WE THOUGHT YOU DESERVED A CLIFFIE!! It wasn't supposed to be a cliffie, but we were quite annoyed that we had 6 chapters but only 12 reviews… Tsk, Tsk…Come on, people!! *winks*