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Rejection: A Double-Edged Sword	By : brooklynvtc Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Ginny Views: 21247 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Twenty-Eight
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The course over the following month sped by fast for Harry.
It all went back to the night Harry had introduced Ginny to his parents. After Ginny's idea of the Resurrection Stone actually resurrecting the dead, they had stayed up quite late to brainstorm ideas. Before they decided that there wasn't much they could do or learn without some heavy research and an extensive library. Which Harry knew that Hermione would be more than happy to help them research more into the Resurrection Stone… and specifically how they could use it to bring back the dead.
They decided to call it a night after they made plans to sneak into the Restricted Section in the library the next night. But as Harry started to settle into Ginny's pillow, his mum had outright refused him to spend the night in the Girls' Dormitories… Harry had pouted at that, but respected his mother's wishes, seeing as he didn't want to start another argument with her. So, it was with a heavy heart, Harry left on his broomstick and flew into the cold night to his empty bed... when all he really wanted to do was cuddle up to Ginny and sleep next to her warm body.
If his mum only knew of the other times Harry had slept over in the Girls' Dormitory… or rather, in Ginny's bed.
It was later on, when his dad and Sirius congratulated him on his ingenious way of getting into the Girls' Dormitories without getting caught, and they both even expressed how they wished they had thought of it back when they were students in Hogwarts.
Hermione had been absolutely delighted in helping them research the stone, just as Harry thought, and spent most of her spare time in the library – looking for books and their take on the Resurrection Stone or books on bringing back the dead in general. All resulting with no luck…
Every other moment of Hermione's spare time was spent with Harry and Ron, as Harry was keeping the promise he had made himself by trying to teach Hermione the art of the wizarding duel. And his parent's and Sirius had been right when they had presumed that Hermione would be a right terrible duelist. Harry was quite glad that they had said something about it, seeing as Harry didn't want anything to happen to his sister… especially something that could be easily preventable, such as learning to duel.
Her problem mostly stemmed from the fact that she wasn't quick enough with her wand movements, and she was slow to dodge any curses Harry sent her way. But as the days passed, she was slowly starting to improve.
Harry had also suggested to Ron that he should teach Hermione how to properly fly a broom, something that Ron was only eager to teach her. Harry would have taught Hermione how to fly, himself, but decided that this would boost Ron's ego a bit and also may speed up whatever the two had going on between them.
Ron, himself, needed lessons on learning some new variety of spells. There were only a token few that Ron relied on, and predictability could get him killed. Seeing as Harry was too busy with his own schedule, he had Hermione be the one to set out and teach him a new spell each week.
It was during the beginning of the third week of the school year; did Harry decide to hold the Quidditch tryouts for the Gryffindor team. And much to Harry's surprise, Dean Thomas showed up to try out!
Harry couldn't believe the nerve of the bloke! Trying out for Harry's own team that he was captaining! But, deciding to be the better person and to just ignore him, Harry continued on with the try-outs.
Try-outs were an all-together disaster. Many first-years showed up to try-out, even though they didn't even know how to fly - resulting in many flying-related injuries. It got so bad to the point where Harry just sent the lot of first-years away after the ninth accident. Which resulted in more complaints and tears.
Even some students from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff came to try-out for the Gryffindor team... which Harry didn't even know was allowable.
But this also included Romilda Vane and some of her friends from Ravenclaw, who also came to try-out. But they were right awful on a broom, seeing as they would giggle outrageously every time Harry blew his whistle. This went on until finally Harry was fed up enough to send anyone that wasn't in Gryffindor away.
Needless to say, tryouts weren't going exactly as he had planned. And he found his mood plummeting more and more as time went on.
The only good thing to happen was that Ron seemed to be an excellent keeper. Better than Harry originally thought. And his irritation lifted somewhat when he caught Hermione cheating by using a Confundus Charm on Cormac McLaggen, causing him to miss blocking the goal made against him.
It was during the middle of Harry trying out potential beaters, when something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye…
Down on the field, Dean stood talking to Ginny with a wide grin on his face. But that wasn't what really set Harry off… oh no, it was the fact that Ginny was outright laughing at whatever it was that he was saying.
Burning, green jealousy flared at the bottom of his stomach, making him feel like he was going to be sick…
Harry then quickly called for the chasers to try-out, as that was the position that Dean was trying for. Just so Harry could stop Dean from talking to Ginny.
Dean mounted his broom and waved excitedly at Ginny, before floating up into the air. But what perplexed Harry further was the scowl the overcame Ginny's face as soon as Dean left. And Harry was left to wonder if Ginny was just irritated that Dean left her on the ground, and that their conversation was cut short…
This behavior continued on for days, leaving Harry reeling with both jealousy and confusion. It was either Ginny was overtly happy to be spending time with Dean, or was annoyed whenever he left… It was really no wonder, when Harry went to post the results for his new Quidditch team, that Dean wasn't on it. Harry likened himself to think it was because Dean wasn't a good enough Quidditch player, but that was a lie. So, he told himself something easier to believe, which was that he didn't trust Dean, and he couldn't have any teammates that he couldn't trust.
The negative side-effect of that decision though, was that Dean had seemed upset at the tryout results, and it was Ginny who had decided to comfort him...
Harry thought that he was about to go bloody mad if he saw Ginny with Dean, one more time! He had to resist the urge to hex that stupid grin off of Dean's face whenever he was with Ginny! And there was more than one time where Dean would look at Harry over Ginny's shoulder and smirk.
It made Harry's blood boil.
And it all didn't make any sense, until days later, Ginny came into the Great Hall one day with a mischievous grin on her face and took the seat next to Harry.
"Just wait until you see what happens next!" Ginny whispered excitedly to Harry, anticipation thick in her voice. Then, for some odd reason, Ginny put a notice-me-not spell on herself. Leaving Harry to wonder what it was that was about to happen…
Suddenly, he felt her hand gripping his jaw, and directing his face until his eyesight was on the Slytherin table. And right before her eyes, Harry saw Draco Malfoy, who was sitting alone, drink from his goblet, and turn into Ginny Weasley!
"It took me a long while to figure out how to get rid of the terrible taste of polyjuice potion…" Ginny whispered next to him.
Harry watched with wide eyes as Draco - unknowingly disguised as Ginny - finished the last bit of his dinner and stood from the Slytherin table, making his way to the Great Hall exit… But before he could leave without being interrupted, Dean walked in – holding a folded-up letter in his hand.
Dean's expression could only be described as pure happiness, as he rushed into the Great Hall, his eyes immediately searching. Until they landed on Draco, who still looked like Ginny under polyjuice potion. Dean beamed at Draco, and strode right over to him.
"I want to be with you, too, baby!" Dean exclaimed, before grabbing Draco and smashed their lips together.
Harry's. Jaw. Dropped.
At his side, he vaguely heard Ginny snicker beside him and cast a spell that canceled the effects of the polyjuice on Draco.
Draco, who now looked like himself, was struggling against Dean's mouth. But Dean wasn't letting him go, as he aggressively attacked his mouth with his own.
Almost instantly, students started to react to the two boys kissing at the back of the Great Hall room - which wasn't so much surprising as it was Dean Thomas, a Gryffindor Muggleborn kissing Draco Malfoy, a Slytherin who hates Muggleborns. Gasps and exclamations could be heard all around the students.
This seemed to catch Dean's attention, as he pulled back slightly and opened his eyes… to see that it wasn't Ginny who he had been kissing… but Draco Malfoy.
Draco looked positively furious. And looked about ready to grab for his wand, and Harry knew that he would've... if not for all the professors in the room. "We'll settle this later, you fucking Mudblood!" Draco hissed, before storming out of the hall.
Gossip instantly filled the entire hall as Draco left, and the confusion on Dean's face quickly turned into mortification as he ran from the hall, as well.
Harry turned to look over at Ginny, who had canceled the charm on herself, and noticed that she looked entirely satisfied with herself. "That turned out better than I thought." Ginny laughed. "Revenge is so sweet…"
Then she seemed to notice Harry's questioning gaze, and she went on to explain everything. How Dean was going to break up with her on the train, but didn't. How he had only taken the Angerall potion after he had given Harry his concussion – both of which served to really anger Harry - and how she found out about Dean interrupting Harry in his shower…
Then Ginny went on to explain her plan to make Dean pay for all that he had done. She had started her path to revenge by trying to make Dean think that she genuinely wanted to get back together with him – which took a bit of time in order to make it believable. Ginny spent some time telling Harry how awful it was pretending to like spending time with Dean, which pleased Harry as it gave him clarity on Ginny's strange behavior. Then she went on about how she did some light research on polyjuice potion and how she had asked Dobby to put it into Draco's goblet. And then, finally, how she wrote a fake love letter to Dean, telling him how she wanted to get back together with him and how she wanted nothing more than to kiss him the first moment she saw him.
Harry could finally see the humor behind the prank now, and laughed as he also felt the relief that Ginny actually wasn't friendly with Dean again, after all… And was also left in awe and fear of her ability to give out the perfect revenge.
After that, things went back to normal, for the most part.
Harry had taken to spying on Malfoy… who seemed to be spending a lot of time in the Room of Requirement. Harry would often look at the Mauraders Map to see when Draco's name would reappear as he left the room. Ron and Hermione had told him that he was becoming obsessed and that he should focus on more important things… like finding a way to resurrect his parents.
But Harry couldn't just let it go… he swore that Draco has become a Death Eater, and that he was up to something, which would result to no good. So, he no longer bothered Ron and Hermione with the details, and instead confided in Ginny whenever she asked for an update on Draco's doings. She made him feel like wasn't crazy about his suspicions, and actually offered advice.
Harry continued on with the D.A. and it was still as crowded as the first time, considering how forgiving the students were after their detentions from Snape were revoked. Harry could see genuine improvement in a lot of his students, though no one had yet stepped up to challenge him to a duel. But Harry figured that he would see more challenges by the end of the year.
Harry started his private lessons with Dumbledore, where Dumbledore started showing him the life of Tom Riddle through the pensive. But one memory showed to him was distorted, and Dumbledore explained that it was because the memory had been tampered with.
Then Dumbledore gave Harry an assignment. To get close to Slughorn and get the real memory of the day Tom Riddle came to Slughorn to ask him a question that deeply disturbed the Potions Professor.
And Harry resolved that one of the ways he could win favor with Slughorn, was if he was exceptionally masterful at potions in class. Which was why he didn't listen to Hermione when she told him to get rid of the Half-Blood Price's book.
Slughorn raved at Harry's potion-making skill, telling him that he was a natural just like his mother. A fact that his mum beamed at when he told her.
Which brought Harry to Friday, October the eleventh, the day before their first Quidditch match against Slytherin.
He was currently walking down to the pitch, with Ron and Ginny on either side of him, while the rest of his team planned to meet them down there. Both Ron and Harry had their brooms propped over their shoulders, while Ginny kept her broom locked down by the pitch.
The day was so perfect, the wind was calm and the sky only had minimal cloud cover, that Harry thought it a great day for some practice before their first match of the year.
As they walked, Ron was telling them all about how Hermione's confidence on a broom was really improving. He seemed so proud of all that she had accomplished, that Ron didn't notice the look that Harry and Ginny shared.
Ginny leaned in close to whisper into Harry's ear, "They spent all this time alone together, and neither one of them has made a move yet?"
Harry shook his head and shrugged his shoulders at her, completely at a loss of why two people who fancied each other weren't a couple, yet...
It was a couple weeks earlier where Ron had finally managed to convince Lavender Brown that they were no longer a couple. Lavender had been greatly upset, and Ron had taken to going out of his way to avoid her - seeing as she would start sniffling excessively whenever he was around.
But it perplexed Harry to no end why Ron hadn't yet made his move on Hermione! But he decided that it wasn't his place to push either of them together more than he already has… It was now up to them whether they wanted to be together or not. Harry hadn't the time to be overly concerned about it, when he could spend his time focusing on resurrecting his parents, the D.A., Dumbledore's lessons… and, of course, Ginny…
His Ginger Firecracker…
Sure, she wasn't necessarily his, but he still liked to think of her in that way. That she was his, and that he was wholeheartedly hers.
"Harry!"
The calling of his name snapped him out of his wishful thinking, and he looked up to find Katie Bell running up from the pitch towards them; her face flushed and her breath heavy as she ran at a heavy pace.
Bewildered, Harry waited until she caught up to them before he finally addressed her. "What is it, Katie? I thought that we were going to be meeting on the pitch like we agreed and-"
Katie bent over and rested her hands on her knees, as she fought to catch her breath from her exerting run from the pitch. "We-We were waiting, and-and then, the Slytherins came and took over the pitch!"
"WHAT?!" Harry bellowed, immediately outraged, before taking his broom off of his shoulder and grabbing Ginny – mounting her on his broom behind him.
Then he shot into the air, only a second after Ginny latched her arms around his waist to hold on. And as he was launching through the sky, he distantly heard Katie groan out loud, complaining, "Why didn't Ithink about flying my broom instead of running?!"
It only took a moment before Harry found himself landing in the middle of the Qudditch field. The Slytherin Quidditch team was flying through the air, practicing with a quaffle while trying to dodge bludgers. He dismounted his broom quickly, Ginny hopped off right behind him, and his precious broom fell to the ground – forgotten momentarily in Harry's mounting irritation.
Harry eye's search the air, and was surprised to see Malfoy flying lazily as seeker – practicing dives, twists, and turns. Harry had heard a rumor that Malfoy had paid Harper to take over as seeker, hearing that Draco had lost interest in Quidditch. And Harry theorized that the real reason was because Draco was far too busy with his Death Eater activities… bidding to his master's every whim.
But it seemed that those rumors had proved to be false, and the new information didn't deter Harry from his outrage for very long.
"MALFOY!" Harry yelled, and Draco – who had been attempting a complicated twist through the air – stopped mid-twist and turned his attention to the ground. He grinned a beguiling smile when he saw that it was Harry, and that Draco had managed to piss him off.
Draco clutched at his broom handle and turned it so it was directed towards the ground, his Slytherin teammates following him. He landed ten feet away from Harry and Ginny, stepping closer until he was a mere two feet away. The rest of the Slytherins hovering just behind, showing their support for Draco with ugly sneers, just as the Gryffindors rallied behind Harry.
Harry didn't even wait to exchange sneers with his mortal enemy. "We reserved the pitch for practice today, Malfoy. You have no right being here!"
Draco ran a hand through his silvery, blond hair, unconcerned, resting his weight on his broom. Then he did something that made Harry's blood boil more than it already was… he had the audacity to wink at Ginny!
"Hello, Weasley…" He said in a disgustingly seductive voice. "Fancy seeing you here."
He heard Ginny scoff in disgust beside him, and Harry growled warningly, "Malfoy…"
Draco rolled his eyes and sneered as his attention was once again directed at Harry. Vaguely, out of the corner of his awareness, Harry noticed Ron flying up to the group on the side, Katie propped up behind him. "If you must know, Potter, Professor Snape overruled your reservation for the pitch, seeing as I just rejoined the team and I need the practice."
"He can't do that!" Ron bellowed as he stomped over to stand on Harry's other side.
Draco shot an annoyed look over at Ron, as if wondering why Ron deemed himself important enough to speak during this encounter.
"So, you did quit the team," Harry clarified, out loud. "I figured as much, seeing as you have been so busy with your extracurricular activities." Harry spat, intentionally referring to Draco's long visits to the Room of Requirement. "But consider me curious. What made you rejoin the team?"
Draco smirked once again and replied, "Oh, I have my reasons…" He said this as he leered at Ginny.
Harry's hand immediately snapped to his wand, which was tucked away into his Quidditch robe's pocket. But Ginny snapped forward and held his arm, so he couldn't make a grab for it. "It's not worth it, Harry." Ginny tried to reason. "He's trying to goad you into a fight so you will be banned from playing tomorrow."
Draco's expression became victorious as Harry realized that what Ginny was say was true. And the team couldn't afford anyone barred from playing in the match tomorrow. But it still didn't mean that Harry wasn't disappointed that he couldn't hex the ugly smile off of Malfoy's face.
Seeing that Harry was no longer geared up to fight, Ginny turned her fiercest glare towards Draco. "Besides… it's not as though we need the extra practice." Ginny reasoned with an edge to her tone, taking her turn into goading the Slytherins now. "You can practice all that you want, but you still won't beat us tomorrow."
Harry felt a prideful grin twitch at the corners of his lips at her words. Now, more than ever, it made him proud to have the brilliant, stunning witch standing by his side.
A perfectly arched eyebrow raised on Draco's face. "Oh, really…?" He drawled in a sarcastic tone, and the rest of the Slytherins snickered behind him. "If you are really so confident, Weasley, why don't we up the stakes and make things a bit more interesting."
Harry couldn't help it, he felt his interest piqued. "What sort of stakes are you talking about, Malfoy?"
Draco smiled deviously, as the bait he had set had worked. "Well, we would get something if we win, and you would get something if you win – not that there is any chance of that happening with the team you've put together…"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Name your terms, then… if you are so confident, Malfoy." Harry mockingly mimicked Draco's own words back to him.
Draco shot lustful eyes over to Ginny. "If we win, then Ginevra must spend an entire day in Hogsmead with me."
The Slytherins all wolf-whistled, while the corners of Harry's vision started turning red. There was no way in HELL that was happening! Ginny was no bargaining chip! And no matter how much confidence Harry had in them winning the match, he couldn't help but wonder if they lost… Ginny would have to spend an entire Hogsmead trip with a DEATH EATER! It was too much of a risk. He absolutely wouldn't allow it!
But as Harry was about to open his mouth to outright refuse Malfoy's terms, Ginny spoke up beside him.
"Deal, Malfoy." Harry's jaw dropped and he whipped his head over to gape at Ginny, who seemed to be staring a hole in Draco with the fierce intensity she was looking at him with.
Draco laughed outright. "Eager to spend time alone with me, are you, Weasley?"
But Ginny didn't reply to his comment, and instead smirked, and replied with their own terms. "But if Gryffindor wins, then you have to play every match for the rest of the year, in dress robes."
Draco seemed surprised. "That's it? That doesn't seem too terrible. In fact, I would say that it was rather mild coming from yo-"
"Women's dress robes." Ginny clarified, with a devious smirk of her own. Which would have turned Harry on, if he wasn't so distressed over the situation. "And they must be rather revealing, Draco. Can't have you wearing anything prudish like something my Aunt Muriel would wear…"
"Oh! And you have to go all out!" Katie piped in, inputting her own ideas into the bet. "Which means stuffed bra, make-up, hair, the works!"
This had the entire Gryffindor team snickering as they each designed their own pictures of what Draco would look like as a witch in their own minds. The mood of all of the Gryffidors lightened after Ginny named their terms… all expect Harry, that is, who felt an uncomfortable tightening in his stomach.
Ginny and Katie's clarification seemed to sober Draco, but he still seemed rather confident as he looked over Harry's team. It was clear that Malfoy underestimated some of Harry's picks of beaters, and his sneering gaze seemed to linger the longest on Ron – as if he thought that Ron couldn't possibly be a good Keeper, and was only on the team because he was Harry's best mate.
"You've got yourself a deal, Weasley." Draco held out his hand in offering to her, but Ginny frowned at it.
"I don't trust your word, Malfoy." Ginny sneered, her nose wrinkling adorably. "No deal unless we partake in a Wizarding Vow…"
Everyone gasped, including the Slytherins. Malfoy, himself, stared at Ginny in shock. "That seems a bit extreme, doesn't it?"
Harry had read about all the different magical vows two wizards could partake in. There was the Unbreakable Vow, which resulted in death if the deal was broken. But a Wizarding Vow, though milder than the Unbreakable Vow, still resulted in some dire consequences. With the Wizarding Vow, if one side was broken, then that witch or wizard would lose their ability to do magic. And while the Unbreakable Vow had to be made with a third party casting the spell; the Wizarding Vow came about by drinking a potion, then making the vow by crossing wands.
"Not at all." Ginny replied, confident. "That is, unless you were planning on breaking your end of the bargain… then, I suppose it would be considered extreme."
Draco frowned, contemplating for a moment, before responding. "We'll take the vow tomorrow morning. Before breakfast in the potions classroom, so no Professors will see."
Ginny gave him a firm nod. "Deal."
With that, the Gryffindor team took their leave, seeing as they no longer had any claim to the field because of Snape's bias. But most of the Gryffindors were in high spirits as they left the pitch, the thrill of higher stakes riding on the game tomorrow left them feeling excited.
But not Harry. The nervous clenching in his stomach didn't ease any less as they walked away. Even Ron didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that his sister may have to spend an entire day with Draco Malfoy! In fact, he was as excited as the rest of them, and ran ahead to tell everyone in the common room about the bet. Leaving Harry to walk alone with Ginny back to the castle.
They walked in silence, as Harry waited for the others to get far enough ahead before he decided to speak.
"Ginny," Harry said, quietly, for some reason feeling very vulnerable and exposed. "Please, don't take the bet…"
Ginny turned bewildered eyes on Harry and actually stopped her walking entirely. Harry paused beside her. "And why not?" Ginny asked, her face perplexed as she studied Harry with her beautiful, brown eyes. "Don't you see? It's perfect! It's either Draco has to dress up as a witch for the rest of the Quidditch games this year, or he loses his magic. And as much as I doubt he would give up his magic just to get out of a bet, but wouldn't it be hilarious if he did?! Draco wouldn't be much use to Voldemort if he became a Squib!"
Ginny started to laugh at the idea, but her laughter quickly died down when Harry didn't join her. And concern flitted across her face at how worried Harry looked.
"But Gin," Harry stressed. "What if we lose? You'd have to spend the entire day with a Death Eater! What if something bad happened?! What if he put the moves on you, or decided to attack you? You wouldn't be able to run away from him until the end of the day, otherwise you would lose your magic!"
Ginny rolled her eyes and scoffed, then she started walking once again towards the castle. "You really don't think that we will lose, do you?"
Harry jogged to catch up to her, grabbing her arm and stopping her again. "Of course not, but things have been known to happen, Gin. Plus, the Slytherins like to cheat during games, and with more riding on the match, they will be tempted to cheat more than ususal!"
Ginny tugged her arm away and continued with a rough stride up the walkway. "They can cheat as much as they want, Harry. We are still going to win." Harry ran to catch up with her again. "Besides, if we happen to lose, I can take care of myself just fine when it comes to Draco. Now, can we drop it and talk about something else?"
And Harry did drop the subject, though the sick feeling and his concerns didn't leave him. But he couldn't say anything more on the matter… he could tell that Ginny was getting rather annoyed at him just for bring it up, and he didn't want to have a row with her.
It was later at night, when Harry climbed in for bed, where he rationalized that he would have to do everything in his power to catch the snitch… and as quickly as possible too. Because Harry wasn't about to have the girl that he loved spend an entire day with Draco Malfoy.
But… but if it happened to come to that… if they lost the match, then Harry knew that without a doubt, he would be spending the next Hogsmead visit underneath his invisibility cloak – following Ginny and Malfoy around. Just to make sure that Ginny was safe.
And with that thought, Harry fell into an unfit and uneasy sleep…
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