|Smichiko (smichiko) wrote in smichifics,|
@ 2008-05-16 18:17:00
|Entry tags:||fandom: hp, ginny weasley, het, rating: pg, zacharias smith, zacharias/ginny|
Pairing(s): Zacharias/Ginny, implied!Michael/Ginny
Character(s): Zacharias Smith, Ginny Weasley
Summary: Ginny ponders on her feelings for Zacharias.
Prompt(s): 'mutual attraction'
Word Count: 429
A/N: Originally posted July 2006.
Ginny clenched her teeth, grinding them together as she fought the thoughts circling in her mind.
There was no way. It just wasn't possible.
"Why don't you just let it go?" Frieda asked, jerking her head towards Zacharias. "If you didn't respond to him, I'm sure he wouldn't provoke you anymore."
"I can't help it," Ginny responded, shoving another mouthful of porridge into her mouth. "He annoys me."
"Well, you know what I think?" she asked, smiling slyly at Ginny.
"What?" Ginny responded, a bit of porridge dripping down her chin.
"I think you like him."
How could Frieda have said that? Like him. Ginny scoffed, making sure to pretend she was taking notes when Professor Binns looked her way. She didn't like him.
He annoyed her more than anyone she had ever known. He was pompous, rude, and just all-around annoying. Plus, he had blonde hair. She hated blonde hair. That settled it, she didn't like him. She didn't even care about him, or what he thought, or the way he looked at her sometimes when he thought she wasn't looking...
Tch. Then how did he get under her skin so easily? Ginny scowled, pondering this question, as Binns rambled on about trolls rebelling. No, not trolls. Goblins. Whatever.
I could never like someone like him, she said to herself. They didn't go around teasing each other like little kids did; it was completely different. He couldn't stand her, and she couldn't stand him. It was that simple. Wasn't it? Of course it was. Then why did she feel as if that just wasn't it?
By now, class was over. Ginny packed up her things and headed into the corridor, Zacharias still on her mind. She turned the corner that led towards the Great Hall...and promptly crashed into the object of her thoughts.
"Hey, watch where you're going."
"Shove it, Smith," she said irritably.
"Oh-ho," he responded. "What's wrong? Have a tiff with Corner?" he asked, a strange glint in his eye. Ginny shook it off.
"I don't see what business it is of yours."
Zacharias shrugged and stepped out of her path; Ginny thought it was curious that he had given up so easily, so she hesitated briefly.
Before she could stop it, the question was pouring out of her mouth. "Hey...you...can't stand me, right?"
Zacharias scoffed. "What a stupid thing to ask," he said, and stalked off down the corridor she'd just come from.
Ginny looked after him for a moment, wondering why he hadn't answered the question.