An Apology is Just Words

An Apology Is Just Words

Chapter Two: There is a First Time For Everything

Ginny pushed her way to her first class of the day. She skipped breakfast, knowing that Harry would be there. She also skipped it because Draco would be there, and being an apprentice to him was bad enough. She knew it wasn't right to shut everyone out in the world, but right now, it seemed like the right thing to do. Ginny turned her head left, then right and entered a classroom.

The first thing that caught her eyes was that the classroom was empty. She looked around the room and noticed that this was an abandoned classroom.

"Thought that I found you here," a sly voice said behind her. She turned around to see Draco standing in the doorway. He was staring at her and slowly stepped into the room. She didn't move. 'Should I stand here or walk to him?' she thought.

"What...what are you doing here?" she asked. Draco chuckled.

"Did Hermione give you my message?" he asked. Ginny tilted her head in confusion and then turned it.

"I didn't see her since last night," she answered softly. She didn't want to talk about last night.

"Oh, well, anyway, I think that we should you know get together and start the mentoring," he said, staring straight at her. Ginny bowed her head. She couldn't look at him straight in his eyes. 'He's a Malfoy, and he treats you like dirt. Just be civil,' she thought. She brought her head up to see Draco standing above her.

"Ok sure, I guess so," she answered. She wanted to sit down, knowing that she couldn't stand next to him. Draco seemed to have read her mind and pulled out a chair. He twirled it around that sat on it backwards. He rested his arms on the backrest and rested his head on his arms. Ginny took another chair but she sat on it traditional way.

"When shall it be then?" he asked. Ginny shrugged. She noticed that she wasn't really talking.

"What about tonight? I think we should meet at the library, at seven," she said. Draco smiled. Ginny didn't know how to respond to this. His smile was unusual even to the Slytherins. He got up and spun his chair back to its place. Ginny replaced her chair.

"Good, see you then," he said. Ginny smiled when he left. 'Why am I smiling?' she thought.

*~*

Ron was sitting near the Great Lake, reading up on some good old Potions. He sighed and threw the book to the side. It landed with a thud and he lay down on the cold grass. He looked up in the sky and wondered a million things. First of all, why was the sky blue? He laughed at his own question.

"What are you laughing at Ron?" a voice asked. Ron sat up and turned around. He saw Hermione standing near him, holding the book he just had thrown.

"Oh nothing. I was just thinking about why the sky was blue," he said looking up at the sky. Hermione took a few steps forward and sat next to Ron.

"I always wondered that. Sometimes I wished that I could fly up there and leave all my cares behind," she said, looking at the sky. Ron looked at her. He watched as she smiled and he watched her gaze. 'How sweet it is to be loved by you,' he thought. Hermione turned her head.

"Ron, what are you staring at?" she asked. Ron shook his head. He lay back down on the ground.

"The beauty," he answered simply. Hermione smiled. She lay down next to him. 'What are you thinking?' she thought. She propped her head on her hands and smiled at him.

"The beauty of what?" she asked playfully. Ron smiled.

"The world," he answered. Hermione laughed.

"I thought you were going to say the beauty of chocolate," she replied. Ron glanced at her.

"I do not only care about chocolate," he retorted. Hermione snorted. She lay back down on the grass and folded her hands behind her head.

"Oh really? What else do you care about?" she asked, almost dreamlike. 'You,' Ron thought to himself.

"Well, I care about my family and my best friends. I care about my grades," he answered. He turned his head so he faced her. Her eyes were closed and she looked so peaceful. Ron was resisting the temptation to brush his hands against her face.

He laid back and folding his hands behind his head, following Hermione's gesture. 'Will you ever understand?' he silently asked Hermione.

*~*

Blaise was sitting in the Prefects' Meeting Room, waiting for Harry. She was drumming her perfect fingernails on the table. She was probably the most beautiful girl in the school, closely followed by Ginny. She captivated men by her exotic looks, which was her long black hair and tan skin. It was unusual to see an Asian-British person in Hogwarts. In fact, there was only two, Cho Chang and Blaise Zabini.

She must have been sitting in the room for a good twenty minutes when Harry burst through the doors. Blaise slowly stood up but she did not approach him. Harry rushed over to her and kissed her. It wasn't one of his passionate kisses, but there was a certain roughness in it. It was as if he were showing someone up.

Blaise pushed him away. "What in the blazes do you think you are doing?" she yelled at him. Harry smiled.

"Kissing my girlfriend," he said as he brushed his hand on her collarbone, her weak spot. He kissed this spot and then kissed her neck. Blaise once again pushed him away.

"Why are you acting like this?" she asked. Harry continued to kiss her. He finally pulled away.

"Why can't I kiss you?" he asked. Blaise looked into his green eyes. Harry looked into her hazel eyes.

"You kissed me like you never have before. It was as if you needed to show someone up. Maybe the Ginny girl?" she asked. Harry laughed and shook his head. Then he reached into his bag and pulled out a small wrapped gift. He handed it to her.

"Open," he said. Blaise raised an eyebrow. She hastily took it and ripped the paper off. Inside was a small velvet covered box. When she opened it, she saw the most beautiful thing.

"Emerald!" she squealed. It was an emerald necklace, which brought her beauty even more. Harry kissed her cheek.

"I knew you would like it," he whispered. Without letting her answer, he kissed her.