Fred and George, however, found this all very funny. They went out of their way to march ahead of Harry in the corridors, shouting, "Make way for the Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through..."

Percy was deeply disapproving of this behavior.

"It is not a laughing matter," he said coldly.

"Oh, get out of the way, Percy," said Fred. "Harry's in a hurry."

"Yeah, he's off to the Chamber of Secrets for a cup of tea with his fanged servant," said George, chortling.

-- Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

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What Ginny Forgot- Chapter Seventeen

Of Wolves and Ravens- Chapter One

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Of Wolves and Ravens: During Ginny Weasley’s sixth year, while the trio is on the hunt for horcruxes and war is brewing, she forms a unique plan to create havoc at Hogwarts: befriend the seventh year Slytherins and have them become spies for Dumbledore’s Army.

Annoyed, Draco crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat. Was this going to happen every time they tried to have an actual discussion? Draco, more than anybody, understood the need to display caution when speaking. But this was going to get ridiculous rather quickly. There was nothing they could share with each other that wouldn’t put the other person in a vulnerable position. And Draco had acknowledged that when he first decided to take part in this little… game with the youngest Weasley.

But she was clearly unsure still.

Draco knew that Ginny was much more guarded than her brother, that she watched her words carefully and could conceal her expressions when needed. But, nonetheless, she was still a Weasley. Obnoxious, excited, quick to temper, and proud. This wasn’t the first time she almost let something slip in front of Draco and he knew it wouldn’t be the last. But each time she stopped herself. If he were to learn anything from her, he’d have to gain her trust more than he already had. As if rescuing her from near death wasn’t enough.

Fighting the temptation to roll his eyes, Draco lazily waved his right hand, urging her to continue.

“I think we’re past the point of secrets, aren’t we?” he asked wryly.

From the way her eyes narrowed, he assumed she didn't agree.

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