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Among Other Things
Chapter 2: Meetings in the Morning
"What are you staring at?" he snarled, furious at himself for getting caught. 'Great Merlin, and it had to be the Weasel too, didn't it?' he thought to himself with disgust.
"What happened?" she asked softly, not shaking at his tone, as she would have not even a year earlier.
"What is it to you, little mudblood-lover?" he asked with silky menace, feeling a twinge of both pleasure and guilt at her cringe. Yet she still advanced, albeit slowly. He admired her newly grown backbone.
"I'm trained in healing, you great prat. I can heal that for you without you having to explain to Poppy about it," she snapped back, her nerves worn thin enough, without having him acting like someone stuck his wand up his arse.
Draco raised an eyebrow, but nodded silently, and her pace picked up a bit. It wasn't too many paces until she was right in front of him, drawing out her wand.
She muttered a few words that he couldn't hear, and immediately, the stinging sensation in his face faded to nothing.
He looked at her, sneered, and said, "Well, seems something got into that thick skull of yours."
Ginny smiled, and then broke out in giggles, "Right, I'M the one with the thick skull."
Draco looked at her as if she was the next candidate for St. Mungo's, and she stopped, minus a few chuckles she couldn't help letting out.
"First that dream, or should I say nightmare? Oh, who cares, I don't know how to describe it. And now this. What a morning," she said, knowing he heard, but not caring as she talked to herself.
"Next thing you know, I'll get trapped in a broom closet with Pansy, and have to get more inoculations from her bite than I would if Fluffy bit me. Huh. I get all the luck," she stopped there.
Draco looked at her, shaking his head with amusement. "What on earth are you going on about NOW, little girl?" he asked her.
Ginny looked up at him, an eyebrow cocked, and replied, "Little? Gosh, in the opinion of one who is a whole entire year older than I am, I'm a little girl. So, just what does that make you?"
Draco was taken aback, and his eyes betrayed his shock, for a smirk just like his appeared on her face. "Good grief, we can't have you copying my patented looks, even though I do look quite good, it doesn't on you. I can see why you'd want to...... pattern yourself after me though," he ended airily.
Ginny gave a most unladylike snort, and replied, "Yes, right, pattern myself after a tall, bleach-blonde git, who is so full of himself, he's gone narcissistic."
Draco smirked, looked down at her, and said, "Well, it seems as if I need to find out what caused the little fire sprite to get brave enough to face me."
Ginny stiffened, looked him in the eyes, and said stonily, "I wouldn't bet on you being able to. Try all you want, you won't get me, know me, or break me. Now, I have to go to breakfast. Here is not the place I most want to be right now. Goodbye."
And with that she turned on her heel, and walked quickly away, leaving him standing there, almost speechless. 'What a little bitch. Good grief.'
Ginny felt her head hurting her, and flashes of her dream started to hit her, making her weave. She felt her way to a wall, and slid down it, praying that they would stop.
"Ginny? Ginny, what is it?" asked the concerned voice of Ron.
She couldn't answer yet, and was wondering why her dreams, nightmares, rather, would plague her during the day.
She moaned, her body went slack and her head drooped. Everything went black.
I think there is where I'll leave it! Hm. Anyhow, I'll get the next chapter up ASAP!!! Enjoy, and PLZ PLZ PLZ review!!!!!!!