Spirit of the Dragon

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Chapter One-Captain of the Beginning

"GINNY! Harry is coming to this match and I want him to see how good our team is, but it isn't going to happen if our Team Captain takes all day to get dressed!" Colin hissed banging on the door. Ginny rolled her eyes. "I know! I'm almost done. Just let me put my panties on." There was silence and Ginny laughed. "Colin I'm joking!" He growled and barked at her again. "Why is it taking you so long? I mean the robes will cover up whatever you'll be wearing!"

Ginny groaned. "Oh Colin. I'm the Captain to the Gryffindor Quidditch Team and I am also Head Girl. I think I would know what I'm doing! Besides, can't I look good for you?" Colin didn't answer. With no doubt he gave up and walked away Ginny threw the Quidditch robe over her shoulders and walked out slipping on the soft, white, fluffy ski hat. 'So it looks unusual, but it does look good,' Ginny reassured herself.

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Draco walked up the stand with Harry. Yeah so they were childhood enemies, yeah so they never thought that they would kill Voldemort together, yeah so worst enemies made the best friends, yeah so what, they liked it that way. Ron stood hand-in-hand with Rica, a graduated Ravenclaw; they were to marry in three months. Hermione and Harry were already married and expecting their first child in seven months. Draco stood with his friends, yet alone and untruly loved. He had no one to love; yes he had people he could bed, but no one to commit to him.

It was Ginny's first game ever and they had all taken time out of their lives to make sure they could see her debut. They had all agreed that Ginny was as far-reaching as Hermione, minus the irritating brain tease. She had bagged Head Girl in her last year following Hermione. She had been perfect all the years permitted, again following Hermione in suite. She passed all classes with flying colors, even Potions LIKE Hermione. She had also become Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, like Harry not Hermione, and unlike Harry she was the first female captain ever. Ginny was in all-aspects a little of Harry and Hermione together but somehow different.

A whistle blew and the brooms were off into the air. Draco watched remembering last year, his final year as the Slytherin Team Captain and Seeker. Ginny took her place in the air chasing after the Quaffle. Draco sighed. 'I would have hoped she would have followed the tradition of the Weasleys and become a beater, but she would need a sister for that.' Harry pushed Draco with a wide smile on his face. "Draco she's fabulous isn't she?" Draco nodded. "Yes, very fabulous indeed."

He could see her small figure rushing around the field with Quaffle in hand. He watched as her ski hat suddenly flew off without warning. He smiled at the sight of her hair amazingly done up with clip after clip. The untamed red hair was wrapped around her head beautifully and somehow looked sexy. His quick Snitch watching eyes could even get a glimpse or two of her long fine neck. 'That must be it,' he thought, 'her neck is so perfect. Soft and perfect.'

Someone flew by Ginny kicking the Quaffle out of her arms and knocking her in the face with their knee. Ron stood up quickly just as Harry and Draco did. Ron, unlike Harry and Draco, could not see her murderous look as she spotted the Slytherin that knocked the Quaffle from her reach and bruised her face. Ron only spotted the red flash chasing after a green flash quickly around the field. 'I'm so glad Fred and George's joke shop worked and we had plenty of money to buy new brooms. ' The announcer screamed angrily, "THAT'S A FOUL! THAT'S A FOUL! ISN'T ANYONE GOING TO CALL THAT SLYTHERIN OUT!" McGonagall spoke back. "MICHAEL!" The announcer hushed.

Harry watched Ginny chase after the Quaffle-stealing Slytherin. He saw the Slytherin loop around with great effort towards his current stand. Harry also saw Ginny fly upside down and twist quickly to right side up. 'She's just as good as me. When did she become so reckless?' Harry gasped as the Slytherin barely managed to get away from crashing into the stands. Ginny on the other hand rushed for them at a speed that surpassed break neck speed.

Draco gasped realizing Ginny was going to plow him over. He fell back against the bleacher as Ginny hurtled forward. Closing his eyes waiting for the impact, he opened them only a second later. Ginny had her legs parted, her broom was aligned with his body and she was looking down at him with a mischievous smile. He looked wide-eyed as she pushed off quickly rocketing after the Slytherin.

Ron was shocked at how good Ginny was with the role of chaser. She finally got the Quaffle from the Slytherin, or at least that's what Ron suspected. He watched the red flash hit the green flash and suddenly the green flash was giving chase, Ron hoped he got the gist of the blurs.

"GINNY WEASLEY CAPTAIN OF THE GRYFFINDOR TEAM SCORED JUST IN TIME, AS COLIN CREEVEY THE NEW SEEKER CATCHES THE SNITCH," boomed a voice that sounded much like Colin's little brother. Harry smiled. 'Colin always did have an eye for things.'

Draco watched wide-eyed as Ginny flew over to them her hair falling free beautifully. They all made their way to the rails and greeted the floating Ginny. "Great job! That's my little sister!" Ron grinned from ear to ear. Draco stayed silent as he crammed his body against the wall hiding the bulge in his pants at the sight of Ginny. Hermione was talking quickly with Ginny when Ginny suddenly stopped her and spoke. "Hermione could you please take my cloak. It's so hot under this."

Draco glared at Ginny as she tempted him. She was already red faced, cute even, panting quickly, hair slowly waving in the breeze, her eyes smiling at everyone, and her clothes brought out her form. Draco felt cold hands pat his shoulder, it was Pansy! "Hi Pansy. What are you up to?" She smiled. "Hopefully a night with you." He nodded. "Okay. Say dinner tonight at my place, house-elves included." Pansy nodded. Draco had his back turned to all the Gryffindor friends of his, knowing if he looked back at them Pansy would leave and he not be able to get to sleep. There was an itching and he knew instantly someone was watching him as he left with Pansy in his arms. 'It's just Potter, probably mad that I won't stay to celebrate Ginny's victory.' He sighed to himself.

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"Where's Malfoy going?" Ron said staring at Draco's retreating back. Harry shrugged. "I don't know." Ginny just laughed. "He's probably jealous that I'm a better captain then him. He can't take the truth." Hermione giggled happily, "Because he can't handle the truth." Harry joined in the giggles while Ron and Ginny looked baffled. Ginny dropped down beside them, "What's so funny?" Harry red face answered back, "It's a muggle thing." Ginny growled, " You're impossible the lot of you! You make your muggle living sound better then magic. So high and might aren't you?"

Harry was confused, "Ginny! Stop! What is wrong with you? I just didn't explain it because it's a long story! Why are you so up tight?" She looked back with unreadable eyes, "I don't know. Leave me alone!" Hermione gasped as Ginny flew off angrily, 'What happened to my friend? This isn't Ginny, why is she so cold and hateful?"

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"Harry. Why do you think Ginny is being so rude?" Hermione asked, wrapping her arms around Harry as they watched the muggle television. "I have a theory Hermione. You remember how Ginny likes me," She nodded. "Well I think Ginny hasn't stopped liking me and you marrying me isn't the best news she's gotten. Do you understand?" Hermione seemed lost as she stared at the television. "Hermione dear?" Harry said stroking down the wild main of bushy hair.

"Harry, I don't want to lose her friendship. I want to make her happy. Harry, we have to do something for her!" Hermione said looking at him. He nodded bending down to kiss her. "I love you Hermione." She mumbled something back, but it didn't matter. Together they forgot their problems as they crawled to the floor and engaged in a nice heated snog session.

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Draco happily tipped his crystal wineglass into Pansy's glass hearing the echo die in the dining hall. "Pansy how is life for you now?" She smiled brightly. "Oh just fine Dracey." Draco withheld a growl. "Pansy darling you know how much I dislike being called Dracey. After all we are children no more. You can call me Malfoy or Draco even. Can you handle that small request?" She smiled batting her eyelashes at hi. "Oh why yes Dracey," she covered her mouth shyly, "I mean Draco."

Draco rolled his eyes. "Pansy you don't play games, I know what you want. WEBBY!" Suddenly a house elf appeared from nowhere. "Yes Master?" Draco looked down at the small ugly creature. "Please escort Ms. Parkinson to my bedroom. I will be up in a few minutes," He turned to Pansy. "Be ready."

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Ginny sighed as she lay on the bed. 'I can't believe I beat Slytherin. I can't believe it! I'm Head Girl, once Perfect, successful Quidditch Captain, and currently dating Colin!' She smiled blissfully in her own bed, in her own room as Head Girl. "I'm lucky. I'm just as good as Hermione." The smile faded off her face. 'Always like Hermione. Always like Harry. When will I be my own person? When will I go on an adventure and be the hero? When will I be seen for Ginny Weasley? Not Ron's Sister. Or the Hermione Wanna-Be. Or the Captain after Harry. When?'

Tears were streaming out of her eyes as a knocking came at her door. "Come in!" She said wiping away her tears. "Ginny! Hi dear. You did great! Everyone is talking about it!" She didn't face him or greet him, just let her back be all her saw. "Ginny what's wrong?" She felt his hand rake softly along her side sending a shiver up and down her spine. "Colin who am I?" He looked at her. "Ginny. What's wrong?" She snapped at him, "Colin I asked you a question."

Colin seemed taken back but gently stroked her hair. "You're Ginny Weasley. You're a beautiful red head that has done her best to be the best. She's stole my heart," he began to mutter as he leaned in for a kiss. "She's a model to every girl at Hogwarts. She takes after her best friends and brother," He lips were just above hers. "Ginny, you're right up there with Harry, Hermione, and Ro-" She howled angrily pushing Colin away. "That's all I am. Harry's friend! Hermione's extra limb! Ron's unwanted sibling! That's all I am to everyone even YOU!"

Colin was terrified of the red-faced apple that was his angry girlfriend. "Ginny. Please calm down! Please Ginny!" She seemed contained. "Colin, please leave my room and don't come back." He stood up from his position on the floor. "Ginny you don't really mean it..." She stared hard, "Ginny- FINE! If that is how you want it fine. I just came here to say you did a good job! See if I care! In fact, Ginny I won't come back. I won't come back to you ever again! We're through."

Ginny watched Colin stomp out of her room slamming the door hard. Not a single tear slipped from her face; 'Did I really love Colin?'

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Ron yawned reaching out his arm accidentally hitting Rica in the face. She squeaked and covered her nose. "RON!" His ear turned pink and he quickly jumped out of bed. "Rica. I have to go I'm late. I'm so sorry!" She laughed. "It's okay. Get to work before your father fires you!" Ron nodded getting dressed and just as quickly, Apparated to work.

"Ron, Son, how many time have I told you not to be late to work. If you keep doing this Percy will fire you! I may be the Minister of Magic, but Percy has almost as much power as I do. He can fire you if I didn't tell him not to. Now go, after all you're the head of the Improper Use of Magic Office!" Arthur Weasley hissed at his son. Ron nodded quickly. "Yes, Father."

Ron, though very young, had an uncanny knack at handling matters, more so then Percy. Ron flew up in the ranks and soon became Head of the I.U.M.O. Ron was the youngest leader in his time and was very busy with problems, but kept the work going no matter how late he was everyday. He got smiles from everyone, everywhere, from people he didn't know and some he did. He was looked up to by many, just as Harry and Hermione. All of them had been far reaching. Percy was just under the power of his father and when he died no doubt Percy would take his place. Bill had become an important figure for Gringotts; he no longer worked in Egypt. Charlie was the leading researcher in the dragon field and was working on making dragons pets again. Fred and George had one of the leading Joke Shop Chains in the wizard world; they were expanding with a candy line soon. Harry was the youngest Auror; he was also Seeker for the England Quidditch team on the side. Draco was a great chaser for the same team as Harry, but when Harry was off on Auror assignment Draco would take a sip of Polyjuice Potion and become Harry for a brief game or two. Hermione had already made plenty of money on How To spell books, some with her own homemade spells, she was also a professor at Hogwarts with McGonagall teaching future Animagus, her herself, being one.

Ron sighed. 'What will become of Ginny? What greatness can she do that we haven't already done? Can she do it as young as we have?" Suddenly and owl came out of nowhere. Ron took the parchment from the barn owl and opened it with an intrigued smile; "This is from Dumbledore? Interesting, interesting in deed..."

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Draco groaned loudly. 'Why did I invite Pansy over? I knew there was going to be a game today!' Oliver walked up to Draco and handed him a dark green vial. "Sorry man. Harry's a no show." Draco grumbled drinking down the bottle. "Got any caffeine?" Oliver nodded again and pulled out a silver vial. "Draco lay off the frigid bitches. Pansy isn't good for your health!" Draco looked up already used to the pain that came along with taking the Polyjuice Potion. "H-How'd you know?" Oliver rolled his eyes. "You're not really discreet about it. I went to Ginny's first game yesterday by request of Ron. You were practically snogging Pansy as you walked off."

Draco, now a blind Harry Potter-fake, groaned, "Oh man. I must have looked like a fool. Where are my glasses?" Oliver handed him the glasses and laughed. "Right, oh Draco, a terrible shameless fool. You really out did you snotty up tight bastard image this time." Draco-Harry scowled. "Oliver you really are full of it some times." Oliver ushered Draco-Harry into the hallway. "Always Draco man, always."

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Harry watched from the stands covered in the invisibility cloak. 'Boy,' he thought, 'if Oliver finds out I didn't have anything to do and I just didn't want to play today he'll have my head.' Draco-Harry was playing blindly with such skill that he was playing just as good as the Harry's Seeker legend for told him to play. 'Draco's drunk. He never plays as good as me!'

A wisp of silver gray hair caught Harry's eyes. 'Dumbledore!' Harry got up from his crouching position and walked over to the tall Headmaster as he stood on the rail. "Why Hello Harry, I didn't expect you to skip a game. I'm rather glad you did. I need to talk about Draco." Dumbledore seemed to sense Harry's confusion and spoke again. "Harry you are his enemy and closet friend. You know more about him than he does. Even if Ron is your best friend I need to know what you know about Draco." Harry looked up at the Headmaster finally done talking out of the corner of his mouth.

"All right, I'll do it. Just what do you want to know?" Harry said, gazing up at his remodel trying to figure out what he was thinking. "Everything from any tattoo to any birthmark. Also if you know, how does he eat, what does he like? Everything." Harry nodded walking down the stairs behind Dumbledore back to Hogwarts on broomstick.

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"Pay attention Ginny!" Professor Potter snapped. Ginny looked up at her with contempt. "Yes Professor Potter." Professor Potter cleared her face sternly before the look of shock revealed itself. "Colin! How goes your Animagus transformation?" Colin beamed, "I can almost complete the transformation Professor Potter, but I reverse to my former body before it is complete." Professor Potter smiled. "Well done Colin! The best we have yet." Professor Potter went about the class asking about the transformations, most had said only skin tones or hair had changed. She walked up to Ginny restraining the urge to go into a deep conversation on what was plaguing her; "Ginny what about you? How have your transformations gone?" Ginny twisted the locks of fiery hair between her hair. "Rather terrible. I can only manage a changing tingle." Professor Potter gasped. "Ginny! Out in the hallway now!"

Colin looked as Ginny walked off shaking her hips. 'Ginny... Are you inviting me to come to your room later? No, It's not an invitation from you anymore. I no longer own that move you make. It's no longer privately for me. Ginny, what's happened to you?' Professor Potter looked back as if sensing Colin's stray thoughts and glared his mind numb. He looked down to his book reading up on the Shape-shifting Animagus,

Shape-Shifting Animagus: A rare talent that has been last noted to be achieved in 1934 by a cursed wizard that had three days left to live for all the power he wanted. He managed more then one hundred transformations. A Shape-Shifting Animagus is any one wizard that has over five possible transformations. One Animagus form is uncommon, two is rare, and three is said to be impossible. Yet as history has it that one of the founder of Hogwarts had in their blood the power of the Shape-Shifting Animagus. Last natural documentation of a Shape-Shifting Animagus was Selvesert Lunarious a direct descendent of Rowena Ravenclaw. Unfortunately a cat ate Selvesert when he took bird form leaving no kin with his shape-shifting ability. Natural Shape-Shifting Animagus powers are said to have ended with him.

Colin rubbed his sore eyes as Professor Potter returned with a grim look on her face. "Professor, where's Ginny?" Colin said. Professor Potter rubbed her eyes. Professor Potter seemed to ignore Colin at first, then spoke softly, "She will no longer be attending this class."

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Draco-Harry whizzed around quickly after the ever-elusive Snitch. He twisted body around just in time to avoid having his head kicked off. "Sorry Harry!" Someone shouted. Draco-Harry didn't hear his teammate as the gold blur came into view again. "Got you!" Draco smirked as diving forward. "HARRY POTTER HAS SPOTTED THE SNITCH!" The announcer shouted. Draco-Harry saw the ground rushing up at him as the Snitch demanded not to be caught.

Suddenly an image caught in his mind as he realized he wasn't going to be able to pull out of the dive soon enough. Ginny smiling was smiling down at him, her broom against his body as her legs brushed up against his hips, and her amazing stop. Draco-Harry threw his legs before him shouting wildly like a barbarian. His arm reached out before him as far as possible. A cold metal object brushed the tips of his fingers and he closed his hand quickly as the pain shot up through his legs from the stop.

Oliver dropped down next to Draco-Harry who was barely awake. "Did I get it?" Draco-Harry asked his eyes closing. "MEDIC! Yeah, Draco you got it perfect! Where did you learn that move? You hurt yourself a bit, but you got it. You caught the Snitch. Great job my friend."

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"And that is all you can tell me?" Dumbledore said putting down his teacup. Harry nodded sipping his tea softly. "Yeah I've told you about his scar to the birthmark of a snake on his shoulder blade, What else can I tell you?" Dumbledore looked up the twinkle in his eye gone and a serious stare in its place. "Who he loves." Harry stumbled with his cup. "I don't know. He's never really given any hint to anyone he loves. Women he fancies, yes, but love? Not yet that I know of."

Dumbledore sighed. "Very well. I suppose it must wait till then." Harry coughed putting the cup down. "Headmaster Dumbledore, May I know what must wait for?" He looked up at Harry. "You will soon find out Harry. In fact, I know you will find out. At the rate trouble courts you I know you will find out in no time," Dumbledore stood up, "now if you don't mind I must attend to matters concerning Professor Potter and Ms. Weasley. Good day to you."

Harry darted up quickly, "Headmaster, Please could you tell me of at least this matter. What has Ginny been up to with Hermione, any trouble?" Dumbledore smiled with the twinkle in his eyes beaming. "Why Ms. Weasley has quit her Animagus classes and called Professor Potter a snobbish, goody two shoes, git, and some muggle word birch. I think." Harry went white. "Since when does Ginny call Hermione a git and a bitch?" Dumbledore shrugged. "Seems Ms. Weasley is tired of being a witch Wanna-be..." Harry titled his head. "What?" Dumbledore sighed. "Harry I'm late! Off with you now!"

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"WHEREVER WHENEVER!" Ginny sung at the top of her voice twirling around wildly. The muggle radio floated in the air with a simple levitating charm. Random items darts around the room as Ginny swung her wand arm around. Bubbles glittered everywhere in her room lighting up ever shadow, every crack, and every corner. She had her hair up in two tight braids and she was covered in muggle body glitter.

"GINNY!" Someone shouted. Her eyes darkened in acknowledgment and she continued to dance and sing. "GINNY!" The person shouted again. Without looking she cast a quick unbreakable charm and threw her wand at the person in the doorway now filled with a quite rage her body rose into the air. Her room now was a tornado of muggle items, wizard magic, colorful bubbles, and abstract colors.

Who am I? Ginny thought as the song was coming to an end and her world dying, I am nothing without Harry or the others. What am I without them? What can I accomplish without them? Colin left me because I'm a no one. He is better then me at being an Animagus. Professor Potter expected too much from someone who doesn't shine like a star. I am no Weasley I'm a witch Wanna-be...

*CRACK**BANG**BOOM* Ginny was suddenly on the floor crying. Her radio was broken, the bubbles made the floor wet, and her body ached from falling to the floor. She looked up to see the green worried eyes of Harry Potter. "Hello Harry." Ginny said getting up. He was suddenly over come with rage. "Ginny. What's wrong with you!" She didn't pay attention. "Accio wand!" The small piece of wood darted back into her hand. She muttered repelling charms and repairing charms into within minutes her room was as it was before her floating party.

"Okay, Now what did you have to say Harry?" Ginny said reworking her red hair into a tight red braid hanging down her back. Harry looked at her with cold eyes. "Ginny. What's wrong with you. You've been fighting with Hermione she told me so. Dumbledore is worried about you." Again Ginny's packed up rage kicked in and she was again floating off the ground. "Professor P-o-t-t-e-r," she stressed, "is upset that I can't even get my hair to change colors like the other Animagus students. I told that her maybe I wasn't cut out to be an Animagus like her.

"She got mad and said that she couldn't figure out how Ron and I could be related when I acted that way. I just said that she was a gi-" Harry stopped her. "I know what you called her." Ginny snorted. "Right, anyway as I was saying before you interrupted. Maybe I'm not cut out to be a snotty know it all, or a hero who's every move is worshipped, OR a perfect Minister that would be a shoe in for Minster Of Magic if their wasn't an older brother named Percy.

"Now Harry I must start planning for the Hufflepuff vs. Gryffindor game." Ginny said her anger slow ebbing away and her feet slowing reaching the floor. "Ginny I'm not leaving," Harry said. "you clearly have some problems you need to talk about-" Ginny shrieked point her wand at Harry. "I DIDN'T ASK YOU IF YOU WANTED TO LEAVE!" A red bolt of lighting shot out at him and the door slammed in his face throwing him across the Gryffindor Common Room with a magical force.

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Professor Potter sat at her desk muttering over some Animagus homework writing angrily with her quill. She stopped writing and began to think about Ginny, 'What happened to our Ginny. When did she grow hollow and lose herself in the whirl of life. Ginny is clearly better then Colin, Why can't she master this Animagus ability. I feel it in her. Why can't she transform?' A delicate sound rang in her ears as her attention came back to the room. "Hello Fawkes. What does Dumbledore request of me?" She looked up and saw the bird perched on a near by desk. Dumbledore doesn't request your presence. Harry Potter does, he is emotional distress of the recently burst of power in his friend. Professor Potter gasped. "Harry! Lead the way Fawkes.'

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Harry closed his eyes groggily even though he knew there was blood running down his neck from the impact of the wall. He knew that if he didn't get help soon he was going to die. He would die without getting revenge. Without killing Voldemort. Harry struggled with the demons; you want him dead. NO! I'm not like that. Of course you are. It's only fair. He killed your parents. That's no reason to kill in cold blood. You're Harry Potter you don't need a reason. I am no one special. I am just The-Boy-Who-Lived. I am not going to be a judge for someone to live or die. Of course you are. You know you want to.

Harry wanted to cry out but he couldn't. He couldn't move a finger or bat an eyelash. 'Why do I develop my own problems when Ginny needs me and if I die now I won't be able to solve them!'