| Puffskein
Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: Somewhere over the r
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Charlotte (Charlie) Elizabeth Jamison
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Originally Posted by Tinkerbaby94  Awesomnest Why, thank you very much 
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Originally Posted by padfoot_rox93 Poor Ginny. But I didn't think she and Hagrid would be so close, haha. Yeah, thanks, Harry  PAMS!
Amiekins Well, you know... I alway thought that if Harry/Ron/Hermione & Hagrid were close... Ginny would have to be too. She kinda accepts herself into the 'Golden Trio'. Yep, Thanks, Harry. lol. I name the titles on my favorite line in the chapter 
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Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson That's really good but i feel so bad for Ginny i wounder what she would do if she got with a sertain someone with the name of Draco.
-sarah Well, you'll just see... won't you?
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Originally Posted by Tinkerbaby94 Yesh...enter Draco!!!! Well, Draco is fabulously amazing... XD
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Originally Posted by Little Trooper New reader, loving it can't wait for more Yay new reader!  glad you like it
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Originally Posted by xamyx Ooh! Another New Reader!
Awesome stuff! Poor Ginny! Maybe Draco can cheer her up!! xD
PAMS
xamyx Horray for more new readers!
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:We have no friends:
Ginny Weasley was smart. She supposed that’s why she was in potions with the seventh years. Or maybe it was just because Professor Slughorn absolutely loved her. Either way, she wound up in the class.
“I’m assigning tables,” He announced, when they came into the classroom. Double potions with Slytherins AND he was assigning tables? Perhaps that would actually be better then having to choose… since she barely knew anyone-
“…Draco Malfoy, and Ginny Weasley, over here…“ -or maybe not. She plopped her bag down and sat across from Draco.
“Malfoy,” she sneered distastefully.
“Weasley,” he said, trying to be equally repulsed.
“This year, you are going to work in your small groups to make potions. Oh, joy. Days wore on. Few words were passed between Draco and Ginny while they worked, only when they were forced to speak. It was quiet, but at least it wasn’t hostility.
Then, one day, came the hard potion. Ginny could hardly make it, and neither could Draco. They worked together, but only succeeded in it blowing up. They both laughed and chatted over the blown-up potion. Days wore on and the two talked a little bit more, and it was even friendly.
“Think we can manage this potion?” Draco would ask Ginny good-naturedly. Ginny would smile in return, maybe wink and say,
“I think we can handle it.” By no means were the two friends. Outside of potions they didn’t speak, and they were their regular mean selves. They still had no friends to impress by this… but it didn’t matter. It was for their own pride.
Ginny’s friends no longer tried to change her back into “Old Ginny” as they called her. Most of Draco’s friends had left, become Death Eaters, or just didn’t talk to him. Even Pansy didn’t talk to him. She spent all her time teaching Slytherin’s youth to be mean. She wasn’t the cruelest to him, but she wasn’t nice to him and she CERTAINLY wasn’t in love with him anymore. It was lonely for both of them, and they wished they had someone to talk to but they weren’t about to talk to each other. Not between classes anyways. If they had any shot of friends (which was already slim to none) talking to each other wasn’t going to increase the shot. Finally, though, it was quarter-way through the year and Ginny and Draco both had to admit it. They had no friends. And it was one day after Draco had finally admitted this to himself that he waited in an empty classroom for Ginny Weasley to walk by.
“Oh my GOD!” She screamed as he grabbed her arm and pulled her into the empty room. He pulled her close and held his hand over his mouth to stifle her cries. That worked until, of course, she bit his hand.
“Ow f-“ a string of curses came next as he let her go and shook out his hand.
“Way to be immature,” he muttered. Ginny shrugged.
“Sorry…” she said. How weird, why was she saying sorry to Malfoy? He had pulled her into the abandoned room anyways. HE had covered her mouth, she was perfectly with in rights to bite him. On top of all that… it was Malfoy.
“Why did you pull me in here anyways?” she asked bitterly.
“Because, we have to admit it. Neither of us have friends, except each other. And I… I wanted to make it clear that…” he took a deep breath, it was obviously hard for him to say, “I’m you’re friend.”
Ginny went wide-eyed.
“Say it,” he urged her. It took her over an hour, they stood there. Draco waited for Ginny to speak, and she tried to get the words out of her mouth. Finally, he was done waiting. Draco stepped to leave. He had been in the position so long he was almost stiff, but Ginny also moved and reached out for his arm.
“I’m you’re friend too,” she then laughed bitterly, “no one’ll believe it though. A Weasley and a Malfoy?” she asked.
“Obviously possible though.” He told her. She nodded, and laughed again. Draco laughed with her.
“We’re … friends!” they said together, still laughing. She hadn’t noticed she was still holding his arm, but he had. He didn’t tell her to move though. Instead it only made him laugh more.
“We’re friends,” they repeated in an undertone, “friends.”
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