Malfoy smirked at her as she just sat there staring at him. “Forget how to stand Weasel?”
“No. . . what are you doing here? You should be out of school.” She was at the a loss for smart comments, he had caught her off guard.
I didn’t attend last year so I had to come back. . . did you not realize that the most popular student in Hogwarts was not here?”
“Arrogant prick.” She turned to face the lake again trying to ignore him.
“Filthy blood traitor. Do you have as little brains as your family does money?” He insulted but then sat down beside her on the ground.
“Bastard, don’t you have any death eater friends you can pester? I would hate to waste a perfectly good hex on scum like you.” None the less her hand had snaked into her robes and she was now fingering it, ready to strike.
“Is that any way to speak to the head boy now weasel junior? I could give you detention for that comment.” His smirk widened at the anger that flashed through her eyes.
Ginny stood, keeping her balance this time, and pulled out her wand, pointing it at Malfoy’s face. “Listen here you insufferable ass hole! I do not have to listen to a damn thing you say to me or anyone else. Snape’s head may have been shoved up your grimy little ass but mine sure as HELL IS NOT! You came over here to bother me so don’t you dare start in on me, I don’t need your shit this year you filthy mother fucker!” All of her pent up energy was now flooding out at Malfoy, it was the best she had felt in weeks. Her hands shook uncontrollably and green sparks were dashing from the end of her wand in warning. Malfoy didn’t budge.
“Are you finished yet Weasley? That is a temper worthy of Potter himself you know?” That was the wrong thing to say. Ginny’s hand went slack, dropping her wand, and tears began to slide down her cheeks. She collapsed to the ground.
“Just shut it Malfoy.” She sobbed barley audible.
Malfoy was extremely confused. What the hell had he said that made her go from being murderous to being nearly depressed. Then he realized it, it was Potter. . . something must have happened between them this summer. He was about to shoot her another of his famous smart ass remarks when he realized he had an opportunity laid out before him. Here was a girl most guys in Hogwarts wanted a piece of in disarray before him, she was vulnerable, and he did have needs now that Pansey was gone. He put on as close as a concerned look as you could get from Draco Malfoy and lifted her face to meet his. “are you ok Ginny?”
Her mind was lost, she couldn’t have heard him right. . . did he use her actual name. . . screamin’ banshees. . . did Malfoy just ask if SHE was ok? A bit confused by this she shook her head. “ Are you. . .?” A stupid question but she couldn’t help herself.
Malfoy laughed. “I’m not completely heartless all the time.” He stood and extended a hand to help her up. A bit more confused she let him help her up. “ Come on, I think you need a bit of a cool down away from everyone.”
She didn’t ask questions she just followed Malfoy back to the school.