Slytherin Pride

On the staircase

Ginny's POV

"Make sure you don't spill any-" professor Snape was cut off by Mcgonagall's voice that automatically projected through Hogwarts. "The classes will be cut short due to the dance of the evening. All students please proceed back to their dormitories." Everyone started to get up to leave. Draco was at the front of the class,the furthest from the door. I was second to the back row along with Mione, who was hyperventilating. "They can't just...stop classes...we have an essay that will be due. I'm sure if it. I'm only four days ahead now. What if we have a mini exam? Or what if we were getting an early owl...what if-" I spun around. "Mione. We just got let out of double potions. You're already a week ahead of schedule. You. Are. Fine." She sighed and marched out the door still looking disheveled. I turned to go but I tripped on the leg of the desk. My books tumbled out of my hand and I hit the cobblestone hard. I winced. And people just continued to walk stepping on me in the process. Then someone gently pulled me up, also picking my textbooks up. I looked up to see Draco crouching, holding all six of my potions books. "I'm sorry. I just fell and..." Draco just laughed. "Clumsiness comes naturally to you. You can't expect much else." He smirked. I just rolled my eyes trying to hide my smile. He held out a hand. This made his shirt inch up and I could just see the five lines across his Dark Mark. I quickly grabbed it. The marks disappeared under the fabric once again. I then held out my arms to receive the books. He just shook his head. "Oh, no. I'll carry them. I don't want to risk your clumsiness getting the better of you." I groaned but started exiting the classroom. Draco gladly followed. He matched my stride. The books were teetering in a stack. I decided to be a jerk. I started taking the stairs two at a time. Draco tried to run to catch up with me and the books came crashing down. One hit him in the shoulder. He fell on the stairs and they began to move. I stood there laughing as Draco looked at the ground blushing for five minutes waiting for the stairs to turn back to my direction. Finally, they did. I rushed and together we picked up my books. Again. "Sorry. I was trying to get you to drop them. I feel bad now..." Draco looked up. "No. Don't feel bad. I was making fun of you." I just chuckled. "Yeah. And that really hurt my feelings." Draco scooted closer in alarm. "I did? I'm sorry.. didn't mean..." I shook my head. "You're hopeless! No. It didn't hurt my feelings one bit. I just fell so you would walk with me." I said it without thinking and Draco grinned at the ground biting his lip. I needed a cover up story fast. "I mean uh...it wasn't the purpose. I really did fall. But I enjoyed the company. And I...-" I heard rapid footsteps coming down the corridor. Ron appeared, and he was red with fury. "Ferret, get away from her! Get. Away." Draco immediately scooted back and got to his feet. He seemed...scared. I stood up too. "Ronald Weasley. I dropped my books. He just helped me pick them up." I then returned to picking the books up off the floor. "Don't touch them. He probably poisoned them. Or...gave you another diary." Draco took a step forward and swallowed hard. "Weasley, I wouldn't do that." Ron just sneered back. "You did it once. Why not a second time?" Draco sighed and met Ron's eyes. "That was my father. It wasn't me." Ron just laughed. "I see where you get it from. You practically live with murderers. In fact you do live with murderers." Draco looked down. "I wouldn't hurt her." He meant it as a reassurance but Ron just balled his fists in anger. "Stay away from sister you..." And he took a stride forward. Then another. Then another. Till he was in Draco's face. "Stay away Death Eater." Draco just glared back. "I'm not a Death Eater." Ron just walked closer. "Show me. Show me your arm." Now Draco looked really uncomfortable. "N-no. I don't have to have your approval." Ron laughed in triumph. "Show me. Or is there something else? Does the ferret hurt himself? Does he feel sorry for him self? Does he-" *smack* Ron faltered away holding his jaw. Draco was looking to the side not meeting my eyes. "How dare you say something like that?! That is absolutely disgusting. He is a human being. That was...unbelievable...horrid..." Draco looked mildly surprised. And the corners of his mouth twitched upwardly as if he was about to smile. Ron didn't apologize. Nothing close. He just glared at Draco and Draco glared right back. The Draco handed my books to me. "Here. I'm sorry...that you fell." And walked off. He was obviously smiling. Even though he was turned away I could tell he was laughing. Ron then turned to me. "What was that for?" I spun around. Almost slapping him again. "What was what? That was unbelievable! Cowardly!" Ron snapped. "That was cowardly? Well I think turning to the Dark Lord and killing DUMBLEDORE is cowardly, too, Ginny! You can't exactly be mad at me for telling him off." I was getting the hang of the lecture as well. "But what if he did? He would do it because of people like you!" Ron just turned a deep shade of red. "That's bloody fine with me. He should go die for all I care! He is a horrible, slithering pile of scum. He should have burned in the Room of Requirement." I looked down, tears threatening to fall. One escaped. Ron was breathing heavily. I looked up. "This is not right! He is a human being. Just as good as you. Maybe even a little better." And with that I strutted off to get ready for the ball.

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