Killer Lies [Harry Potter Fanfiction] (Killers: 1)

Killer Lies: Chapter Sixteen ~ Leave

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Chapter Sixteen ~ Leave

August ended as day after day passed and before Ginny knew it, it was December; the holidays approaching faster than she’d like them to. Truthfully, she felt slightly bad because due to the intense training she was currently receiving, she was constantly away from her family and friends. She saw her family only for the Weasley weekly lunch at the Burrow. Her friends, well, she saw Luna at WWW and Neville at Auror Headquarters but Draco, even though he was an Auror, Ginny hardly ever saw him; only about once or twice a month. It was odd. She missed him; not like she’d ever tell him that. His teasing would only increase. She didn’t need that.

Ginny slammed the door behind her. She’d had a rough day. It wasn’t the training; Auror training was amazing, of course. It had definitely been the best decision she had ever made, to accept the Ministry of Magic’s offer. As the days had passed she had become better, more involved and more determined to be the best within her group. She has received high marks and was constantly being noticed for her great efforts. With rapid speed, she excelled in each thing they did and quickly surpassed the others in her group.

The training felt too easy to her. She was always studying new things; her brain absorbing information like a sponge. And that was where the issue lied. The other members had ambushed her when Dawlish left earlier that day. They were angry because she kept beating them; made them look bad, they said. They didn’t like that, not one bit. But all Ginny wanted was to be the best; she wasn’t trying to bring anyone down or step on their toes as she did just that. Regardless of what she told them, they had demanded that she drop out of training and of course, she told them to sod off if they knew what was good for them. Maybe a fist or two was thrown and a nose or tooth broken as a result of their unfortunate response to her words. Having grown up with six older brothers was not easy on Ginny, but she did learn a thing or two along the way.

She sighed as she made her way towards the kitchen and opened the fridge. As she grabbed a Butterbeer, there was a knock at the door. She took a sip and contemplated just ignoring whoever it was. The pounding continued; she closed her eyes and growled lightly, “Go away,” she called out.

“Open the door or I will break it down.” A deep voice told her.

She rolled her eyes and walked up to the door, opening it without looking outside. She knew who it was. The voice was pretty familiar.

“What’s got your knickers in a twist, Drackie-poo?” Ginny asked him as he stormed into the room, “why don’t you come in.” She muttered sarcastically to herself after he passed right by her.

Draco Malfoy was upset; that much she could tell. He began to pace in front of her as she leaned back against her front door. He was mumbling to himself but she couldn’t catch what he was saying. Something about “bloody nightmare”, “stuck up, arse”, “sore losers” and word she preferred not to even repeat in her mind.

“What’s wrong, Draco?” She asked as he continued muttering to himself.

“Why didn’t you just go and kill the entire bloody lot?” He hissed at her.

“Kill the entire bloody lot? Kill who? And why?” She watched him suspiciously.

“How dare they talk to you like that?” He growled, “as if they were so bloody good! They wish!”