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Chapter 19 : Chapter 19
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Ginny easily fell back into the routine of classes and schoolwork. She found herself studying in the evenings in the library, or in Draco’s room. Of course when they spent time in his room, she didn’t get a lot of studying done.
She was bemoaning that fact as she searched his room for her other sock. “I have far too much homework to be spending so much time searching for a bloody sock.”
Draco smirked at her as he waved his wand and said, “Accio Ginny’s sock.”
Ginny’s wayward sock flew out from under the bed and into Draco’s hand. She took it from as she said, “Not a word, Malfoy.”
Draco smiled as she sat down to put on her socks and shoes. He walked towards his desk as he said, “It’s not my fault that you find me irresistible.”
As Ginny put her shoes on she muttered under her breath, “I had to fall for an egotistical, snarky git. I think maybe my brothers dropped me on my head when I was a baby.”
Draco froze in mid-stride. He waited to see if Ginny would realize what she had just said. When she didn’t go on, he continued walking to his destination. He pretended to read his book while his brain analyzed what she had said. Did she love him? He knew she had feelings for him, but was it love. Did he love her? He knew he had grown attached to her, and he definitely didn’t like other boys paying attention to her, but did he love her?”
He must have made some noise of frustration because Ginny looked up from where she was reading on his bed and asked, “Did you say something?”
Draco looked at her lying comfortably on his bed like she belonged there. He smirked when he saw that she had redressed in her own clothing, but had confiscated one of his shirts to wear again. “I didn’t say anything.” He stared at her for a moment longer. “Why do you steal my shirts, and why do I still have the same number of shirts if you keep taking them?”
Ginny smiled. “I like to sleep in your shirts. Once the smell of your cologne wears off, I bring the shirt back and trade it in for a new one.”
Draco felt a strange warmth flood his chest. He didn’t know what to say in the face of this admission, so he just nodded and turned back to his book.
Ginny watched Draco as he went back to his homework. She was still trying to decipher the expression that had crossed his face when she admitted why she took his shirts. He seemed pleased, but slightly confused. She wondered what repercussions would come from her confession.
After she had been reading for a while, she yawned and looked at the clock. “I should be heading back to my room.”
Draco closed his book and stood up. “I’ll walk you back.”
Ginny ducked her head to hide her smile. This was new. He had only walked her back once before, maybe they were starting a new routine.
When Ginny was in her room, getting ready for bed, someone knocked on her door. When she opened it, she saw Hermione standing there. “Hi, Hermione. Come on in. I was just laying my clothes out for the morning.”
Hermione smiled. “I see I’ve rubbed off on you after all of these years.”
“It does make more sense to be prepared than to fumble around in the morning. Especially since I am not a morning person.”
“Ginny, I wanted to ask you something, but it’s kind of embarrassing.”
Ginny sat on her bed and patted the spot next to her. “Sit down and confess all of your sins.”
Hermione snorted. “My life is so boring, I don’t have much to confess. In a way, that is related to what I wanted to talk to you about. Your brother and I are getting closer, and I know he is going to expect certain things to happen soon.”
Ginny patted Hermione’s arm. “It doesn’t matter what he expects. What matters is if you are comfortable with those things. He is a good person; he will wait for you to be ready.”
Hermione sighed. “I know that. He’s said as much. It isn’t that I don’t want to do anything. It’s just that I don’t know what he’ll think of me. I bought pretty knickers, but I don’t look like the women he and your other brothers lust after in magazines. My boobs aren’t that big, and I have no idea when my arse got this large.”
Ginny laughed and hugged her distressed friend. “There is nothing wrong with your figure. The women in those magazines are not normal. I have a sneaking suspicion that when Ron finally does get to see you in your new knickers, he won’t be comparing you to anyone else. I think he’ll just be very grateful that you are letting him see you that way.”
Hermione looked hopeful. “Really, because I was considering using a reduction spell on my arse.”
Ginny started laughing, and Hermione joined her. When they calmed down, Ginny assured her, “You have nothing to worry about, just wait until you are comfortable and everything will be all right.”
The next morning at breakfast, Ginny watched as Draco opened a fancy green envelope. He read it, and then he placed it in his bookbag. Ginny waited to see if he would share what was in the envelope. It had looked like an invitation. Finally, she caved and asked, “What was in that fancy envelope?”
“My parents are renewing their wedding vows the weekend after next, and that was the invitation. I’ll have to talk to Dumbledore to get permission to go home.”
Ginny waited expectantly for Draco to ask her to go with him. After all, it only made sense that he would take her as his date. When he turned to Blaise and started talking about Quidditch, Ginny looked away to hide her disappointment. She noticed that Pansy was looking at her with pity, and suddenly she had to get out of their before she did something ridiculous like demand that Draco take her with him. Standing up, she mumbled something about getting to class early, and she left. Draco didn’t even seem to notice.
Pansy glared at Draco for a moment before she grabbed a biscuit and threw it at his head. He turned to see who had assaulted him. “What did you do that for?”
“You’re an idiot. Who are you taking to your parents’ ceremony?”
Draco examined his robes for crumbs as he spoke. “I’m not taking anyone. Why are you glaring at me?”
“I’m glaring at you because you are relationship impaired. Ginny expected you to ask her to go with you. Why didn’t you ask her?”
Draco looked at Pansy like she was mental. “It’s in the middle of the term. I’m sure she doesn’t want to go through the bother of getting her parents to give her permission to leave. It’s probably going to be boring anyway.”
“That is not the point. If you have a girlfriend, then you take her to that type of event unless you are taking someone else.”
“Please, Ginny knows I’m not taking anyone else.”
“Really, then why did she leave breakfast without eating?”
Draco looked down at Ginny’s plate and saw that she had only taken a few bites of her pancakes. “Oh, hell,” he muttered before he grabbed his bookbag and went in search of his girlfriend. When he was a few feet from the table, he turned back and grabbed two muffins and wrapped them in a napkin, and then he continued on his way. He may not always understand the way Ginny’s mind worked, but he knew that she was irrationally crabby when she was hungry.
Draco found Ginny sitting in her first class. He walked in and sat next to her. He unwrapped a muffin and set it in front of her. “You didn’t eat much at breakfast. Pansy thinks it is because you expected me to ask you to attend my parents’ ceremony.”
Ginny took a deep breath. “Why didn’t you ask me to go with you?”
Draco sighed. “I didn’t think you’d want to go. If you want to go with me, then you are welcome.”
“Do you want to take me, or would you rather go alone?”
Draco felt like he was walking on a tight rope, and it was beginning to irritate him. “I brought you a damn muffin. I obviously care that you are upset. Just tell me if you want to go to the ceremony or not.”
“I want you to want me to go with you.” Ginny explained like that made sense.
Draco reached up and rubbed his temples. “Having a girlfriend is a total pain in the arse. Tell me, yes or no, do you want to go with me?”
Ginny realized that Draco really was trying, so she reached out and put her hand on his shoulder. “I would like to go with you.”
“Good, now eat the damn muffin.”
Ginny tried not to smile as she broke a piece of the muffin off and popped it into her mouth. Draco glared at her. “I saw that.”
Ginny chuckled at his irritation. “Thank you for the muffin.”
“Your welcome, but the next time this type of thing happens, would you just tell me what is going on? I hate it when Pansy is right about something. She acts so smug.”
Ginny stuffed a large piece of muffin into her mouth and nodded. She didn’t trust herself not to laugh at Draco calling someone else smug.
The rest of the week went smoothly enough. Ginny got permission to go to Draco’s parent’s ceremony. She was grateful when Blaise and Pansy also received invitations and asked Luna and Neville to accompany them. She wasn’t sure of the reception she’d receive from his parents’ friends. If Luna and Neville were there, she wouldn’t be the only outsider.
Remembering Fred and George’s offer, she owled them and asked them to set up an account for her at Gladrags. When they went to Hogsmeade, she would look for a dress. Pansy and Luna already had dresses, but they had agreed to help her shop while the boys went to get a table at The Three Broomsticks.
The Hogsmeade weekend arrived, and Ginny tried not to act too excited. If Draco knew she hadn’t ever picked out a new dress before, he would probably laugh at her, or pity her. Either way, she tried to be nonchalant as she and her mismatched group of friends walked to Hogsmeade.
Neville seemed completely comfortable in Blaise and Draco’s company. Ginny couldn’t help but smile as Neville tried to explain how important a new Herbology discovery was. Blaise finally sighed and said, “Neville, I know you and Pansy are plant crazy, but I don’t really understand it all. I suggest we change the topic to dragons or Quidditch or something else before Draco and I have to throw you in a pile of snow.”
Neville laughed because he knew that he sometimes went on about his interest. “Fine, I concede. Who do you think is going to win the match this weekend?”
When the girls turned into Gladrags, the boys were arguing over who had the best Seeker. Pansy smiled as she watched Neville walk away. Ginny rolled her eyes. “Good lord, Pansy, we’ll see them again in an hour.”
Pansy blushed. “I know. I just can’t help myself.”
Luna smiled. “Love and Snorklefish have that effect on a person.”
Ginny and Pansy exchanged a look, and walked into the store. A salesperson approached them and asked, “Can I help you?”
Ginny nodded. “My brothers, Fred and George Weasley, set up an account here for me. I need to buy a dress.”
The sales lady smiled. “You must be Ginny. Your brothers are rather entertaining.”
“Yes, they are. Can you help me find a dress for the Malfoy Wedding Ceremony? I don’t have much time. We are meeting our dates in an hour.”
The saleslady looked at Ginny. "I think jewel tones would be best with your coloring. Let me grab a few items, and we’ll put you in a dressing room."
Ginny tried on several dresses, and looked to Pansy for advice on what would be appropriate. Luna said that all of the dresses were pretty, so Ginny was grateful for Pansy’s help. “I think you should go with the green one. Draco will like it because it represents his house colors, and that emerald green really looks good on you.”
Ginny looked at her reflection in the mirror. “It’s not too simple, is it?”
Luna spoke, “It’s elegant. The bow on your shoulder makes it sort of sexy because you look like a present for your date to unwrap.”
Ginny turned to look at Luna. “I can’t believe you said that.”
Luna shrugged. “Boys think that way. Why can’t I say things that they think?”
Pansy giggled. “Good point. Let’s pick out some shoes and we’ll be ready to go.”
Luna stood up. “I’ll get the shoes. I love to look at dress shoes. They make me feel like I might go someplace important.”
Pansy looked at Ginny. “Do you ever get the feeling that she is just shy of being a genius?”
Ginny nodded. “She is very smart, she’s just a little bit left of center.”
“Now you sound like her.”
“That’s not a bad thing.” Ginny stated as she examined herself in the mirror again. The dress was elegant. The off the shoulder design emphasized her curves, and the straight, floor length skirt made her legs look long and lean. “What jewelry should I wear with this, Pansy?”
Pansy started to say that she should stick with diamonds, but then she realized that Ginny probably didn’t have any. “Why don’t we see what they have here? I saw earrings at the counter that would look stunning if you wore your hair up.”
Luna came back into the dressing room with some green heels that had fake diamonds on the toes. She also had a matching handbag and a pair of earrings. “I thought you might need these too.”
“You read my mind.” Ginny put on the shoes and the jewelry and turned around to her friends. “What do you think?”
Pansy smiled. “I think Draco will very happy that he asked you to go with him.”
“Thanks for helping with that by the way.”
“Not a problem. Any excuse to throw things at Draco’s head is always entertaining.”
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