A/N: Before I start this next chapter, I just wanted to say a lil note in reply to some reviews I have gotten. I know that Ginny and Draco's powers are based off of the Tv Show Charmed, and that there are three charmed ones, this however, does not necessarily mean that there will be three and only three people with powers in this story. For the purpose of this story any power wizard or witch could have one of the three powers. For example, if it makes you feel better, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, and Salazar Slytherin all had powers, you can pick which ones each had on your own. You can even say Dumbledore has a power. I just wanted to clear that point up, now one with the fic!
When Ginny awoke the next morning she found a fresh set of clothes and school robes laid out for both her and Draco. The house elves must have made a trip to her room the night before to retrieve them. Grabbing her clothes, Ginny headed towards the bathroom to change. She was pulling her hair up into a pony tail when Draco appeared in the mirror behind her.
"Bloody hell," Ginny cried trying to still her racing heart. "You scared the be-Jesus out of me I didn't hear the door."
Draco's mouth curve into a grin, "Maybe that's because I didn't use the door." Then, in what looked like a shower of dust, Draco disappeared.
"Some ground rules are going to be established," Ginny mumbled underneath her breath as she exited the bathroom. Draco was still lying in bed, chuckling to himself. "No more astral projecting into my private space you got that?"'
"And no more freezing me. Have you got that?" Draco snapped back, a smirk forming on his lips.
"Deal," Ginny ground out through her clinched teeth, taking his outstretched hands. "Now if you will excuse me, I'm on my way to the Great Hall."
"I guess I'll catch up with you later Princess," He called after her retreating back.
"MALFOY," Ginny fumed, but by the time she turned around he had disappeared into the bathroom. "Princess my arse, he better just wait till I think up a pet name for him." She mumbled exiting out the door.
Entering the Great Hall was a fait that Ginny wasn't sure she could handle. She had no idea what kind of story Dumbledore had told Ron and Harry about her absence. 'It better be good,' Ginny thought to herself. Reaching deep into her soul, she managed to dredge up every ounce of her Gryffindor courage and step into the Great Hall, and made her way to the empty seat in front of Ron.
There was no use in trying to sit somewhere else. That would just make Ginny look like she was trying to hide something. The best course of action was to face Ron head on, and hope that Dumbledore's excuse was good enough. "Good morning boys," Ginny's voice rang out in greeting.
Ron's head snapped up; the fork full of eggs that was half-way to his mouth dribbled down across his shirt. "Ginny," He squeaked, his still bruised eye twitching slightly. "I- I mean- I'm sorry." The apology was mumbled as Ron lowered his head once again.
Harry's head dropped as well. "I'm sorry to Gin," he muttered in pathetically.
"We had no right to think what we thought. You know how we get Ginny, sometimes our brains just jump to bad conclusions." Lifting his head, Harry met Ginny's gaze. "Do you think you could ever forgive us?"
Hands on her hips, Ginny faced her brother's best friend. "And why is it Harry that you are the one giving this explanation? I do believe it was Ron's big mouth that started this whole thing."
Ron's head snapped up, "I said I was sorry Gin, honest. But no one knew you were doing some kind of Defense Against the Dark Arts extra credit exercise." Once again his chin dropped down to his chest. The next instance he felt fingers running through his hair.
"I'm sorry Ron," Ginny whispered. "I over reacted to. Guess it runs in the family." Ron's ears flushed red. Jumping from his seat he enveloped Ginny in a big bear hug. "Ron," Ginny wheezed. "You're cutting off my air supply."
Blushing deeper, Ron was slumping back down into his seat when an icy voice cut the air. "Living getting to expensive Weasely; you decided to take to strangling your own?"
"Malfoy," Ginny warned in an equally cold voice.
"Down kitty," Malfoy said, shifting his gaze to meet Ginny's. "You can sheath those pretty little claws. I was only stating that if I knew the Weasely's were wishing to rid themselves of one of their own, I would never have bothered to save your pathetic excuse for a brother." Holding a finger to silence Ginny's attempt at reply, Draco continued talking.
"I didn't come over here to start a fight. The sign-up list for this Hogsmeade weekend was being passed around and it was left to me to distribute it to the Gryffindor table. Have a lovely day lady's and gents." Draco tossed the parchment roll to Hermione and walked away.
Ginny's eyes narrowed in thought as she followed Draco's retreating form. 'Why is he being so polite?' She thought to herself as she took her seat. Then she saw Ron's goblet begin to tip of its own accord in his direction. "AH HA!" Ginny exclaimed, snatching up the goblet and drawing the entire hall's attention. Gulping quite audibly Ginny's eyes fell on Draco's amused face. "To Hogsmeade, cheers everyone." Taking a sip of pumpkin juice, Ginny retook her seat and handed Ron his goblet back.
"Blimey Gin," Ron spoke. "You get weirder by the day. I hope its not genetic."
A/N: it's a lil longer, I wanted to write more, but I got an economics paper dropped in my lap that has to be due by Friday, so I'm going ahead and posting what I have so far!! It'll start getting good real soon, I hope J so I hope you can bear with me until I can get the good parts out!! White Tiger!! Oh and REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!