~* Frozen Fire and Burning Ice *~
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DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING! I love Draco - but I claim no rights to him! …Wish I owned him and all the other characters from the wonderful Harry Potter books, but I don't. All the characters are completely J.K. R.'s! Any of the lyrics will be quoted! The band or singer will be underneath, most will be from Linkin Park, but some won't. Like I said, I own NOTHING!
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A/N: Keep reviewing, because I need to do a lot of work to make this a great fic!
Dedication: Chris, you're my hero too! J
And to all the readers. Please bear with me in the next couple of weeks, I've got to read 3 books before school starts, and I've been putting it off. I'm going to try very hard to continue to update, but as I said earlier, please be patient!
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WARNING: SOME HERMIONE/RON IN THIS ONE!
Chapter Seven: A Warning
Ginny turned the corner like nothing had happened. She had such a surge of pride and power that she didn't feel like herself at all. As she entered the pub she had a flashback to her first year…
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She was rocking back and forth nervously on her heels when Professor McGonagall called her name. Her breath hitched as she sat down on the small stool. She wasn't sure what was going to happen. She didn't think she was brave enough for Gryffindor, smart enough for Ravenclaw, or sinister enough for Slytherin; though she was definitely too outgoing and opinionated for Hufflepuff. Ginny had spent a great deal of the summer trying to decide which house she wanted to be in, and she had decided Gryffindor. Not because all of brothers were in it, but because Harry Potter was. Ever since she had set eyes on him, Harry Potter had been her obsession. Now, sitting on the wooden stool, she listened as the hat began to speak to her.
"hmm, interesting… difficult, but interesting. You my dear are very rare, very rare indeed. You'd do so well in all of the houses, its hard to pick just one."
"Even Hufflepuff?" Ginny thought.
"Yes well, they could teach you a thing or two your temper. Though it seems you're more in control of that area than any of your brothers were…"
Ginny sighed. Of course she was different than her brothers. She was a girl!
"haha, you've got quite the slytherin bite as well. I can see it here. You think you're better than some not because of wealth but because of your mind. You'd fit in perfectly if I were to place you in Slytherin house…"
Lord how her mother would hate that.
"but it's that love of your intelligence that makes you well suited for Ravenclaw as well…"
"Can we at least agree on one thing, not Hufflepuff?" Ginny asked the hat quietly under her breath.
"Alright then, not Hufflepuff. Hmm, I'm leaning between Gryffindor and Slytherin…."
'Just like Harry!' Ginny thought to herself.
"ah, yes, Mr. Potter. He seems to be in many of your thoughts. Perhaps you would like to join Mr. Potter and your brother in Gryffindor?" The hat asked in an ominous tone, as if it knew Ginny was truly in love with him and didn't care what house Ron was in, as long as she was close to Harry.
"Yes please," She whispered as a blush crept up her neck.
"ah, then it's Gryffindor, but before I make it official, let me warn: You've chosen one house for now, and you seem pretty sure, but in years to come you'll want to choose another, as your heart will be torn. No longer will things be simple, no longer will they be plain; it's then that you'll find that love can only be won through pain. Soon you'll know that life is not a dream, and no one is what they seem. Listen to me now, and listen to me well. One day you'll be the one saving the enemy from hell. Burn my words into your brain- never let them fade. For the first move has already been made." Shocked and now alarmed, Ginny didn't know what to say.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat bellowed and was lifted from her head. As she sat down at the house table she had no idea what the sorting house had meant and decided to put it out of her mind for now…
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Little did I know how important that speech would be! Ginny plopped down next to Hermione.
"Ginny! Are you alright?" Hermione asked, grasping her arm.
"Oh yes, I'm quite fine," Ginny said smiling brilliantly. Lying came had come naturally to her, but with brothers like Fred and George it was only to be expected. Ginny looked around the table and noticed Harry and Ron were still gone.
"The boys ran off to save you the second they realized what had happened. They'll come back in a few minutes after they remember they up and left me to pay the bill." Hermione smiled weakly, then continued,
"Listen Ginny, I don't know why Malfoy grabbed you up like that but I know it had to have been urgent. Malfoy never acts that rash. If he had simply wanted to talk to you he would have been sneaky about it. You don't have to tell me what happened, but if you do I might be able to help you out when the guys get back." Ginny chuckled at the thought of Ron's probably now red face. Thinking for a moment, Ginny replied,
"I have something that he wants." Hermione's eyebrow raised and she looked at Ginny quizzically.
"What does he want?" Ginny''s lips pulled into a definite smirk, before answering:
"My love Hermione, he wants my love." Ginny leaned back into the soft booth as the sorting hat's words pulsed in her mind…
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Ginny was still in her laid back position when Harry and Ron came barging in. Ron took one look at Ginny daydreaming and lost it.
"GINNY WEASLEY! WHAT IN MERLIN'S NAME JUST HAPPENED? AND WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SO RELAXED ABOUT IT?" he hollered. Other customers of the small pub looked up for a brief moment then went back to what they were doing. I the wizarding world everyone was busy with their own lives and didn't care who was yelling at who in the middle of a pub, especially if they were teenagers. Harry dashed over to sit by Ginny, forcing Hermione to scoot along the booth to the other side. Taking her hands in his Harry looked Ginny in the eye, clearly more concerned that she was alright than what Ron was ranting about.
"Shut-up Ron!" Harry yelled suddenly. Ron simply collapsed into the booth obviously glad he had an excuse to sit down and take a rest. Hermione let him lay down and rest his head in her lap as she played with his soft red hair.
"Ok Ginny, explain," Ron said, after he'd cooled down a little.
"There's nothing to explain Ron. Apparently Blaise told him I had started a nasty rumor about him and he just wanted to sort it all out. We talked like civil adults for a few moments, then after everything had been explained, he promptly apologized for his behavior and that was that." Ginny said annoyed. What was it with everyone wanting her to explain? Harry gave her hands a gentle squeeze and pulled her sideways onto his lap. With his arms wrapped around her Harry leaned his forehead against Ginny's lightly and whispered,
"Please don't disappear like that again…I wouldn't be able to handle it…if -if someone else I loved were
to …just …disappear…I" His voice was cracking and Ginny could feel him physically shaking. He held her more
tightly and raised his head to look her in the eye. Hermione looked up just in time to know they needed a private
moment. Gently shoving Ron off the seat, she ushered him away, quieting his protests with sharp gabs in the ribs.
"When it first hit me that you were gone I realized that I can't protect you all the time. It's going to be dangerous for you if we, well, I hope I'm not jumping the gun here, but if we started dating. There are a lot of people out there who would do anything to hurt me or anyone I care for… and I would die if anything were to ever happen to you Gin Bug." Ginny knew he was being completely sincere, but she couldn't help but think that most of this protection stuff came from loosing Sirius. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a warm hug before answering,
"You don't have to protect me Harry. I can take care of myself. Besides, you're not the only one looking out for me. You know my brother, I've got all the protection I'll ever need." Harry was calming down slightly and even laughed at the mention of the Weasley clan.
"I suppose you're right." Harry finally laid back and let Ginny rest on his chest.
"Gin Bug?"
"Yes Harry?"
"Is that really what happened with Malfoy?" Harry pulled her up closer and brushed a hair back from her face. Ginny didn't want to lie to him, but she couldn't exactly tell him the truth.
"More or less. Don't worry about it." she said giving Harry one more warm hug before getting up.
"I'd better get back to the castle, Snape's given us another monster essay." Harry frowned remembering he had an essay as well.
"He's given us one too. I've got to find Hermione and convince her to help me, like usual." He said smiling. Ginny's stomach dropped and it wasn't because she was swooning. She felt awful. She had declined Draco and yet she was still lying and deceiving her friends because of him.
"Well I've got to find Collin. He's a genius when it come to Potions class." Harry gave her an odd look.
"Strange, I was under the impression Snape failed every Gryffindor." He smiled lightly and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek.
"Wait here. I'll grab Ron and Hermione and we'll bring you back to the castle so you can find Collin." Harry disappeared for a few moments then arrived back with the rest of the 'Dream Team'. They headed out to the castle, but as they passed a certain small dead end alley, Ginny slowed her pace and sighed. Her thoughts difted back to the image of Draco leaning against the stone wall, his robes open and his silver hair hanging down in his face. Her heart skipped a beat even at the memory. The boy certainly knew how to stir up trouble.
"…your heart will be torn… love can only be won through pain… you'll be the one saving the enemy from hell…" echoed in her mind as Harry grasped her hand and they continued back to the castle…
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Back in the pub, sitting at a table behind the one Ginny and Harry had been at, Pansy glared into her butterbeer.
"So Draco wants her love, ay?"
She downed the rest of her drink, paid her tab, and left the pub…
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A/N: ok, that's it for a week. I'm going out of town and won't be able to write more! Aren't you just dying to know what Pansy is up to? Heh, review and tell me if you like where I'm going with all of this, or if I've just thoroughly confused you…