Chapter 4 Snippet

Blaise stepped ahead of Malfoy, so he was standing in my room. “Now before you get your knickers in a twist, Ginny dear, Draco and I were just curious as to why you ran off all of a sudden. We were thoroughly enjoying your company,” he said with a pout.

“I know why,” Pansy announced with a smirk, “Ginny’s just too much of a Gryffindor to admit why though.”

Pansy knew she had me. My emotions are so transparent, I might as well be a window, and Pansy knew a weakness when she saw it. As a Slytherin it was only her duty to exploit my weakness. Damn her.

“I am not!” I shouted back at her, defending my status as a proud Gryffindor.

“Then prove it. Tell Blaise and Draco why you ran off,” Pansy demanded, placing her hands on her hips, making her angular body even more angular.

I lifted the pillow over my face, mumbling my answer into it, feeling the soft cotton against my lips.

“I’m sorry, we couldn’t hear you due to the pillow covering your mouth,” Blaise pointed out, raising an eyebrow.

I lowered my goose down shield, repeating what I had previously said.

“What was that? You might want to try enunciating your words when you speak to others,” Malfoy taunted, a smile playing at his lips.

“I can’t stand the idea of you and Blaise being in a class with me!” I yelled at the two smug boys, throwing my pillow at Malfoy.

I smiled when Malfoy didn’t move his head fast enough, coming face to face with a mouth full of pillow. He let it drop to the floor, a ring of saliva showing where his mouth had been. I made a mental note to burn that particular pillow case lest I wanted Malfoy’s DNA mixing with my own while I slept. Another feeling of nausea swept over me.

Hope you all enjoyed that! =D

I keep falling more and more in love with Blaise.

The pillow bit was excellent.

haha. Thanks! I have fun writing Blaise. I had fun writing the pillow bit, too.

Blaise is always a favourite of mine. I am quite torn between who I would kidnap if given the choice. Draco or Blaise. hrmmmmmm.... *I'm kidding...*

I loved it, of course. The only problem is I get so into these that I feel so disheartened when I see it has ended.

tehe. Thanks! ^^ I'm starting to get torn between Draco and Blaise, too. I've read so many great depictions of the two of them that I can't decide anymore. XD

Happy to hear that you liked it! I'm writing more of right now, but I seem to have hit a wall, so I'm taking a break before I begin again.

FYI, I just posted the next chapter. ^^

Chapter 5 Snippet

Everything will be fine in the morning was what my mother espoused the most in her years of raising seven unruly children.

And it worked for just about every situation that might have been wrong in our lives at that time – sibling rivalries, relationship troubles, and/or school problems. It even worked for me when I had the Diary; well, to a certain extent, at least. It was this mantra that helped me realize that Tom wasn’t the best person/spirit to be associating with.

I mean, let’s face it; sometimes all we need is that good night’s rest for whatever ordeal we were dealing with to suddenly make all the sense in the world. By morning, you’d always have a clearer, more refined picture of what plan of action would work best when tackling your situation.

Such was the case when I awoke that second morning. I had a vague recollection of the events from last night and I must have run the gamut of emotions as I sat in my bed, thinking about that entire day.

The last emotion I felt was more like a combination of emotions – relief, happiness, and anxiety. I was relieved that I wasn’t abhorred by Draco and/or Blaise. I was happy that I had apologized and was able to sort everything out. And I was anxious as to how my classes were going to turn out. I already knew two people in my Arithmancy class, but I knew of no one else who were in my classes.

I rose slowly from my bed, walking over to my closet to grab what I would wear for my first day of classes.

I wanted to look fabulous, and suddenly, I was beginning to feel that I should have met Pansy earlier so she could have given me the make-over that I wanted for today.

I stood at the threshold to my closet, my eyes raking over my collection of jeans, t-shirts, somewhat dressy slacks, flats, and trainers, and felt that none of it was exactly up to par. I had gotten rid of my skirts as soon as I graduated from Hogwarts. Either way I wouldn’t have been able to wear them as I never received a new set of skirts, so they would have been short to the point of scandal. And I really didn’t fancy having guys’ eyes fixated on my arse every time I stepped outside of my room.

It's un-betaed, so please forgive any SPaG issues. =D

Hope you all liked it!

I really, really like Ginny's narrative voice. Can't wait for the rest of this chapter!

Thanks!!

I agree. Ginny's narrative voice is darn hilarious.

Chapter five has been posted on Portkey. ^^

And what a wonderful chapter it was. I really enjoyed it.