The Day after

A usual saturday morning at Hogwarts.

A usual morning in the Great Hall.


Ginny Weasley lazily sat down at her usual spot next to Colin Creevey by the Gryffindor table. She was starving.

"Hi Gin," Colin said and poured her some pumpkin juice. "slept well?"

"I thought you'd wait for me in the commonroom." Ginny answered tiredly, she felt as if something big had hit her head. "When did we get back yesterday?"

Colin grinned and took a big bite of his bread. "This morning you mean," he said as he chewed. "maybe...four hours ago."

"Right." Ginny said and sighed. It wasn't the first time this year the two ended up in Hogsmeade a friday night. "I guess we had fun."

"uh-huh, surely."

Ginny smirked. "You don't remember anything Colin, admit it."

He laughed. "That fairytequila... I shouldn't have drunk it."

"Didn't I told you you wouldn't be—" She stopped in midsentence and stared at the entrance, where a brown haired boy was storming in, heading for her. "Merlin." she muttered and hid her face in her hands.

"Ginny." he said harshly when he'd reached them, forcing her with his intonation to look up at him. "I waited for you for two hours yesterday. Where were you?"

"Oh, hi Richard," Ginny said and shot him a crooked smile. "I...I thought we were going to meet outside my commonroom at five, but you didn't show up."

"Don't lie to me! You knew we were going to meet in the library."

Ginny sighed. "Don't yell at me, or my head will explode."

"So," Richard said and gave her a hurt expression. "you went out, again."

"I'm sorry but I couldn't leave Colin just like that!"

"But it was okay to leave me? Who are you dating Ginny? Me, or Colin?"

"It would be a surprise to me if it was Col—"

"I thought we loved each other."

Ginny froze. She swallowed slowly and bit her lip. "Stop that. No. We don't. I don't."


"Don't get me wrong, I like you Richard, very much. I just don't love you."

He looked at her for a long while before he shook his head. "You're a git Ginny, the worst I've ever seen. If we ever had anything, it's over."

He stormed off to his table, leaving a shocked Ginny. A confused smile grew on her lips as she slowly turned her head towards Colin. "I've done it again. Haven't I?"

"I guess so." Colin answered and poured her another glass of juice. "you should drink some."

"Merlin's beard. Why am I doing this? It's not like I want to, but somehow this is how it always ends up."

"Gin, have you ever considered the lack of love to be the reason?"

She stared at Colin, quite puzzled. "..."

"You're never even in love with them. It's not hard to let down a person you don't feel anything about."

On the other side of the hall, by the Gryffindor table, Draco Malfoy had been watching the scene amused. "What a deja vu, don't you think?" he told Blaise and chuckled. "little Weaslette has been dumped, again."

"You wonder what she does," Blaise said and smirked. "I mean, how many time haven't we seen this before?"

"I guess it's like that when you're a poor bloodtraitor. I wouldn't want to get involved with that."

Draco stood up to leave, and Blaise wasn't far behind him. When they'd reached the entrance to the Great Hall, the black haired slytherin cleared his troath. "Well, Draco, you're known to be fastidious." He said and patted his friend on the back. "There's not many you'd like to get involved with."

"Ginny? Are you in there?"

She recognised the voice immediately. It was Hermione. "Just come in!" she said in a muffled voice and rolled off the bed as Hermione stepped in.

"I heard about Richard..." she said as Ginny decided to sit down due to her headache. "how are you?"

"I'm..." Ginny began and sighed. "tired of me doing this, over and over again!"

"Doing what?"

"Getting involved, with guys I barely like... It would be nice to just one time fall in love. But I guess I'm doomed to have a bad judgement when it comes to my own feelings."

Hermione looked at her for a long while before she sat down in an armchair looking as if she were thinking. "maybe..." she began thoughtfully. "there is a way..."

"What are you talking about?" Ginny asked confused.

The brown haired witch stood up abruptly and headed for the door, her eyes was burning as they always did when she got an idea. "I'm not sure yet Ginny, I have to go to the library, but I think there might be a way to solve your problem!"


"I haven't got time to explain right now, but I'll get back to you later, after quidditch practice perhaps! The library hasn't closet yet..."

The door slammed shut, leaving a confused Ginny behind. She sighed once more and shook her head slowly. In some way she believed this was going to be the beginning to something very confusing. Something that would turn wrong into right and that would make fire to kiss ice.

"I'd better find Colin."


"I'm so bloody bored."

Blaise leaned back on his chair with a smug look, his eyes moved around the big room. "Draco," he began and paused. "we're sitting in the library for Merlin's sake. What did you s'pose?"

"Not even the mudblood's here." Draco exclaimed and stood up quite abruptly. "Okay, let's see, there's got to be something in here that'll be able to give us some entertainment."

He disappeared behind a shelf, leaving a stunned Blaise behind. He'd never seen Draco trying to find a book so enthusiasticly before. "Boy he got to get himself a hobby." He muttered to himself and was just about to get up and follow his friend when a certain little bushy-haired witch entered the library. He smirked. "Well well, what do we got here?"

Hermione just glanced in his direction. "Zabini." She said as she sweeped past him.

He stood up and followed her, almost too close. "Soo, what are we looking for?"

"We, are not looking for anything," she answered him sligthly irritated as she flickered through a book she'd brought out of the shelf. "Sod off will you?"

"Oh I don't know... sod off, it sounds quite boring. I mean, when I could be here, taunting you."

She slammed the book shut and gave him a glare. "I didn't think Slytherins bothered to even look at a... what do you call it?... mudblood like me if they didn't have to."

Blaise chuckled and took the book out of her hands and was just about to answer when a flash of blonde struck the corner of his eyes.

"You're right Granger," Draco drawled and leaned back against the shelf. He stood a few metres away from them with the usual smirk decorating his lips. "but there's options though."

With a chuckle Blaise leaned forwards so that his and Hermione's faces only were a few inches away from each other. "You don't wanna mess with a bored Malfoy, trust me."

Hermione snorted. "Just get a hobby or something, please!"

And with those word she left the two Slytherins.

As some of you might know I don't know where to go with Fate. This one has been in my head for a while though, and I thought I might aswell start to write it while I'm considering what to do with fate in the future.

Hope you'll like it!

Edit, someone?