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Assumptions Seem to Make an Ass Out of Everybody
Part 5
Ginny ran all the way to Gryffindor Tower. When she pushed the portrait hole open, she was grabbing her side gasping in breath. The common room was empty, and that suited Ginny just fine. She didn't want to be around anybody right now. Ginny needed peace and quiet to think about what had happened.
So Ginny skipped lunch and stayed in her dorm room; re-playing the magnificent Hippogriff attack over and over again in her mind. It was all her fault. She should have known better then to leave Draco alone with any of Hagrid's creatures. Ginny believed Draco when he said he hadn't done anything to provoke the Hippogriff into attacking. When it came down to the bottom line it was all her stupid fault.
A person could only hide from the outside world for so long, and for Ginny the time had come to leave her sanctuary. Skipping lunch was one thing, but Ginny refused to miss any of her classes. History of Magic and Arthimancy went by in a haze. Before Ginny knew what was happening she was sitting at the dinner table a very concerned Ron sitting across from her.
"Hin, at sic atta? 'd ohming ahpen?" Hermione smacked Ron in the back of the head.
"Swallow your food before you talk you wanker, and for goodness shakes chew this time. I don't feel like levitating you to the Hospital Wing again." Rubbing the back of his head as if Hermione had really hurt him Ron slowly chewed and swallowed his food.
"That was one time 'Mione and you know it," He grumbled. "Anyway, as I was saying to Ginny," stressing the name to Hermione. "Are you ok sis?"
Ginny looked up a she continued to push her food around her plate. "Everything's fine Ron. I've just had a long day, and I still have Astronomy to boot."
"Jesus Gin, its only the second day of class," Ron bellowed.
Her head dropped to the edge of the table, "Don't remind me."
She sat that way for a moment, the day's events once again rushing through her head. After a few minutes someone began poking her in the head. "Ron," Ginny moaned. The poking became more insistent. "Ron!" Ginny hissed sitting up straight, only to find an enormous owl pecking her head instead of her brother. A small parcel was tied to its leg and a roll of parchment was dangling from its beak.
Taking the letter and the package Ginny snatched a biscuit off of Ron's plate to give to the owl. "Hey, that was mine," He whined. Not paying any attention to him Ginny opened her letter and began to read.
Dear Virginia,
Thank you for your assistance earlier today. I believe you will find something in the attached package that now belongs to you. For the moment that is. If you would be so kind I would like you to meet me in the Room of Requirement after your Astronomy meeting tonight. It is very important, please meet me there.
The Snitch is to you!
Ginny folded the note quickly and placed it in her pocket. "Who's it from Gin?" Ron asked as he moved on to desert.
"It is none of your bloody business Ronald Weasely. Don't you know that it is very rude to be nosey?" Ginny said in a fierce whisper. Ron shrugged in apology.
"Aren't you at least gonna see what's in the box?" He gestured to the small gift. Ginny smiled, she knew exactly what was in the small package.
"No Ron I'm not. Now if you'll excuse me. I have to retrieve my Astronomy charts."
Astronomy wasn't a very long class that night. The professor took up the star charts they had made over the summer, and gave them a pop quiz about the constellations. It was only a little after nine when Ginny headed for the Room of Requirement.
The door to the vanishing room had already appeared, so Ginny assumed that Draco was early. Gripping the handle she slowly opened the door and peaked inside. The floor was covered with work-out mats, and various weapons lined the walls. A punching bag was hanging in the far corner, and Draco was busying himself by punching and kicking the crap out of it.
Making her way into the room quietly, Ginny thought that she could sneak up on the Slytherin, but she was wrong. "You're earlier then I thought," Draco said, punching the bag one last time.
"First days are always the shortest. You have really nice form."
"Thanks," he said smiling smugly.
"Where did you learn all that kicking, punching, jumping shit?" Ginny asked her tongue in her cheek.
"I learned all that 'kicking, punching, jumping shit' from years of being juggled between various martial artists. What's your excuse?" Draco asked, gracefully falling into a near by arm chair. Lord help it if a Malfoy did something as ungraceful as flop. Ginny sat Indian style on the floor and leaned against a near by wall.
"Well, you know my dad works at the Ministry of Magic. I talked him into taking me to work with him over the summer. The off duty Aurors were really great and they let me train with them. I learned hand-to-hand combat, sword fighting. They helped me improve my wizard dueling."
Ginny halted her explanation when she saw Malfoy's amazed expression. "What?" She asked.
"I do not believe you put me in a head-lock last night and you've only been training for one summer. When you come tomorrow make sure you wear something you can fight in."
"Hold on a minute, tomorrow?"
Draco massaged his temples, "Are you going to make me repeat myself the whole time we are together?"
"Very cute Malfoy. Is that the only reason you asked me here? To train with me?" Ginny leaned forward, interested in what he had to say.
"No, that isn't the only reason I asked you here. Dumbledore wants me to help you develop your gift, as I have developed my own." Eyes wide in astonishment, Ginny jumped up and began to pace back and forth around the room.
"Gift, are you saying that you can do what I do? What I did earlier today?"
"No, my 'gift isn't exactly like yours." With a wave of his hand Draco spoke again. "Have a seat Virginia." A chair on the other side of the room came sliding over and stopped in front of Ginny.
Her eyes widened again, "How did you do that? You don't have your wand."
"Dumbledore says its telekinesis," Draco explained. "It seems you have the ability to manipulate particles." The look on Ginny's face said, 'in English please?'.
"Ok, let me tell you my story, and then I'll explain what Dumbledore told me. Then maybe you'll remember some instances from your childhood to connect the pieces of the puzzle together." Draco waved his hand again, and a footstool moved from the other side of the room to prop up his feet. "Would you like to prop of your feet Virginia?" Nodding her head no Ginny slumped back in her chair, prepared to listen.
"When I was little I use to wake up from terrible nightmares, and anything not tied down would be flying around my room. Or, when I got extremely angry, things would move. Doors and cabinets would slam shut. I told my father one time, and he beat me till I passed out. After that I kept it quiet, I thought something was wrong with me."
Draco saw Ginny's eyes cloud over with sympathy when he mentioned the beatings his father gave him. He continued with his story. "When I arrived at Hogwarts it began to grow. I finally went to Dumbledore and he told me about the legends; about witches and wizards who could do miraculous things without using a wand. Some of these witches and wizards could move things with their minds. So I practiced when ever I had a private moment. At first, I couldn't move anything really heavy. It took all of my concentration to move a good size book across the room. Since then, my power has grown, and Dumbledore says it will continue to grow."
"Ok, so rewind and back to me," Ginny said, her attention fully focused on Draco. "What about me and my 'manipulation of particles'?"
"Your gift is the second of three that Dumbledore told me about. Wizards and Witches with the potential for great power can develop these gifts if they work hard enough. You'll have the ability to, well freeze things, for lack of a better definition; like you did today with the Hippogriff." Ginny was beginning to understand what Draco was telling her, but she still didn't understand how she could 'freeze things' as he put it.
"How did I stop the Hippogriff?"
"The thing you have to remember Ginny is that our gifts are primarily connected to our emotions. During the attack you were in a heightened state of stress. You feared for your life, and your gift reacted to that fear by freezing the creature." Lifting his feet off of the stool Draco waved the piece of furniture away.
"That explains the clock, and Mr. Wiggles," Ginny said in an astounded whisper.
"Mr. Wiggles?" Draco raised a brow in question. Blushing Ginny told him about her pet hamster.
"One morning I woke up after a really bad dream. My clock was stopped, but I figured that the battery had just gone dead or something. Well, I was really upset because of the dream so I went to play with Mr. Wiggles, and he was all stiff. I thought he was dead. I ran down stairs crying my eyes out. Ron followed me back up to my room, to take Mr. Wiggles out of his cage and bury him, but when we got back up there he was fine. Running around the cage like nothing had happened. I always thought that I had imagined the whole thing." Ginny was happy that the mystery of Mr. Wiggles had finally been solved. "I even blew things up on occasion when I was really mad."
"You said there were three gifts, and that wizards with the potential for great powers had them. So what is the third gift, and why haven't I ever heard of Harry having any of these extraordinary abilities?" Ginny's eyes were wide with wonder and excitement at all of this new information.
"The third gift is that of telling the future, or premonitions. (A/N: If any of ya'll readers watch the Tv show Charmed you know where I got these so called 'gifts' from.) If I had to guess, I would say that Potter indeed does have the power of premonition. Seeing as he has all of those vision about Voldemort. He's just too stupid to realize his gift and develop it."
"So how do I develop it?" Ginny jumped out of her seat in excitement. "Come on lets get started. Do I have to wave my hand and all like you do?" Draco grinned at her enthusiasm.
"Actually, I control my power through my eyes. Waving my hand just helps me focus a little more. As for developing your gift, why don't we start now?"
Without a wave of his hand as warning a cushion flew out of box on the shelf and smacked Ginny in the face. "Malfoy!" She bellowed.
"Concentrate Weasely, and if you happen to get angry at me while you are concentrating so be it." Another cushion hit her in the back of the head. "Emotion is the key, learn to control it." Ginny squinted her eyes in concentration, trying to freeze the flying pillows that were pummeling her.
Malfoy was smirking, taken enjoyment in seeing her get beaten by a bunch of couch cushions. "Alright Malfoy, that is ENOUGH!" Ginny practically screamed throwing up her hand to stop the most current pillow. It froze in mid air.
"You did it!" Stepping around the cushion Draco looked at it in wonder. Then he looked at Ginny. "It's your hands. Don't you see? You threw your hand out to stop the Hippogriff, and again just now. Your trigger is your hands."
They continued practicing for what seemed like hours. Finally Draco quit throwing pillows at Ginny and sent them all flying back into their box. "That was a good first lesson. As your power grows you'll be able to freeze people, wizards, even crowds of people. I wouldn't even be surprised if you could selectively freeze people. That is enough for tonight Virginia. I'll send you an owl tomorrow with the time that I can meet you here. Goodnight."
Draco put the room back in order and headed for the door. "You said I could freeze people?" Ginny asked him as he turned the handle. Turning around he met her eyes,
"Yeah, why?" Concentrating, Ginny waved her hand at Draco. He looked frozen.
"Draco?" she called out. Ginny smirked. Walking toward the taller wizard Ginny waved her hand in front of his face. When nothing happened Ginny stood on her tip toes and pressed her lips to his.
Ginny had been kissing him for a few seconds when he began to kiss her back. His tongue tracing her lips lightly. Gasping Ginny took a step back, breaking the kiss. "That was very good Virginia. Thank goodness you can't freeze things for very long right now, or I might have missed out on all of the fun." Winking at her, Draco opened the door and left the Room of Requirement. "Until tomorrow my dear," he called over his shoulder.
Ginny made her way back to Gryffindor Tower; glad that she didn't have to go through the hassle of ditching Filch. Stepping into the common room Ginny saw that it was only ten till midnight. Feeling exhausted, even at this early hour, Ginny climbed the stairs to her dormitory. Falling into bed, it only took her a few minutes before she fell into a deep sleep; images of Draco flitting across her closed eyelids.
A/N: And here is part 5!! I hope ya'll are enjoying reading this as much as I am enjoying writing it! Thanks to those of you that reviewed. I had to delete the story and repost it, b/c I had to use a different file type, b/c it seems fanfiction was putting funny characters in the files that I loaded with my Microsoft Word! Review some more. I love getting them!! Thank you soo much!! White Tiger!!