Revisions

Chapter One: Discoveries

LunarianPrincess

Ginny has returned to Hogwarts with one goal in her mind, escaping the self-righteous control of her brother and his friends. Reading becomes a sanctuary and she finds that her favorite author has just published a new work, with her as the heroine. She becomes focused on finding the identity of the author and is shocked when she finds out. Throughout her school year she finds out who she is, and is a new collaborator with the famous author who she can't stand and who can't stand her. What's a frustrated girl to do, why, revise the story to fit her needs.

SDA: Standard Disclaimers Apply

Ginny stalked angrily away from her brother and his best friends. Her strident stride carried her away from their calls. She came to a compartment that looked empty and she slammed the door open and closed in a smooth movement. She sat in a huff before she uttered to herself.

"Bloody self-righteous prats," she said angrily.

"Well, Weaslette, what's got your knickers in a twist?" a sardonic voice asked.

She glanced up in surprise her astonished gaze met amused gray orbs. She perused his look, he hadn't changed into his school robes yet, he had dark blue jeans on and a green wife-beater with a white over-shirt. Around his neck hung a black cord with a small dragons face, it was snarling and seemed to be alive. His eyes were watching her passively, a fact which made her ponder. His hair was longer and the pale blonde strands fell into his eyes, making her hands itch to brush it away. She shook that thought away determinedly. He smirked at her, his lips quirking in a parody of a smile.

"Malfoy," she gasped. Her cheeks turned pink as he leisurely evaluated her appearance. She knew her riotous curls hung chaotically down her back, her jeans were well worn and her t-shirt was a size too small. She crossed her arms self-consciously and raised her chin, preparing for a battle.

"Well, Weasley you're the one who stalked in here, are you going to stand there or leave?" he asked her blandly after his offhand examination, turning his attention away from her. She gave an impatient sigh and slammed the door behind her before dropping ungracefully in the seat opposite him. She set her bag at her feet and crossed her legs under her. She avoided his smirk and his disbelieving eyes.

"Malfoy, you know you're almost as good as they are," she said sarcastically. She couldn't ignore the intriguing young man who sat opposite her.

"Who?" he asked her brusquely. She noticed that he had a small book sitting in his lap unobtrusively.

"My idiot brother and his infuriating friends," she said vehemently as she grabbed the book from his lap.

"Damn it, Weasley, give that back!" he demanded indignantly. She put her finger to mark the page and brought the title into her view.

"The Wind Whispers" she read from the title, she raised surprised eyes to his before asking "You read his stuff?" Malfoy snatched the book out of her hands before glaring at her.

"D.M. Ladon is a very interesting writer, it is interesting to read about his perspective," he told her defensively.

"Oh, I know, I love how he presents characters who live in the shadows of famous or perfect people and still manage to succeed, it makes them very real to me, because I can relate to it, besides I heard he was on the Magical Masters, you know like the best-sellers list," she gushed. He raised his eyebrows at her and smirked. She winced before rolling her eyes and blushing. "I think his stuff is really good,"

"Well, Weasley, as long as you don't bother me I don't really care what you think," he said darkly. He scowled at her before ignoring her and returning to his book though he also took out a pen and began to make notes on another paper. She raised her eyebrows at this but refrained from making a comment. She glared at him before pulling out her sketch pad.

She frowned as she focused on what she wanted to draw. Her mind went blank, but when she looked at his book she had a great idea. She decided to draw the latest hero from D.M. Ladon's latest book. The boy, Rowan, was well described and she had a mental picture firmly in her mind as she began to sketch. She bit her lip as she worked, focusing on bringing out his character rather than his beauty. His hair curled over his forehead on one side, and his eyes glinted with anger and mischievousness. His arm was propped on a table and his chin rested in his hand as he looked sideways at something the viewer couldn't see. She smiled as she blew a bit of eraser shavings off her sketchbook.

She glanced up in surprise when the train began to slow down. She cursed softly before reaching into her bag again. She pulled out her old robes and replaced her sketchpad. Standing she pulled the robes over her clothes. She had just pushed her hair out of her face when the train came to its final, abrupt stop. Ginny lost her balance and tumbled down. She found herself in Malfoy's lap with him staring down at her in shock.

I know, I know, terribly predictable, well, what do you think? Is this a hopeless case or should I post the next chapter, it might make a difference, or not? Well please review!