Disclaimer: I only own the plot. Well kinda, all the Harry Potter stuff belongs to JKR but I know I sure wouldn't mind owning Malfoy.

A/N: I will only continue to write this if people review, please be nice but honest.

Unexpected destiny of the Ferret and Weasel.

Chapter one: A chance encounter.

"well,well,well, if it isn't the little weasel" Drawled malfoy who had just boarded the Hogwarts express, He was heading for his compartment when the smallest Weasley stumbled in front of him.

Great thought Ginny Weasley, What a great start to a new year, with none other than a collision with that egotistical prat Mal-ferret. " What do you want Malfoy?" questioned Ginny who really wasn't in the best of moods since She was about to start her seventh year at Hogwarts, and Harry fucking potter had been paying annoyingly close attention to her all summer, even though her crush on him ended three years ago. Now she just hated him and Hermione, not to mention her brother, together they formed the dream team, and she had, had enough. Hence the fact that she was looking for a private compartment where she wouldn't be ignored by them or interrupted by anyone. She and Malfoy had both been attempting to enter the same compartment.

"Oh nothing much weaslette, just trying to step into my compartment, though it's a little difficult with you blocking the way. Now if you would ever so kindly STEP ASIDE" replied Malfoy, sarcasm evident in his tone of voice. He expected her to cower under his frame and run back to her git of a brother, however she remained still. "well?"

"Actually Malfoy, this is my compartment today, and so if you were looking to be alone, bad luck this is the last compartment so you'll just have to share with me, that is of course unless you wish to retreat back to those dim-witted, no good excuses for friends of yours, Crabbe and Goyle is it?" retorted Ginny

Holy shit, Thought Draco, Who woulda thought that the youngest Weasley would have grown a backbone, and have the nerve to stand up to me, the little beauty. WOW Draco man, you should be ashamed of yourself, thinking like that of the weaslette. Draco continued to have an argument inside his head, it went something like this.

Oh come on Draco you know you like her. No I don't!, she's nothing to me. Then why did you refuse to become a death-eater while thinking about her. She had nothing to do with it! Then why do you dream about here every night, just like you have for the past two months. You know that thinking of her all summer is what kept you alive after that beating your father gave you, you just wanted to survive so you could see her face one more time. Well.Draco was pulled from his thoughts when gin..weasley spoke to him

"Well, what are you going to do?" she entered the compartment hoping that he would follow. Wow girl, what the hell are you thinking, you can't like him, anways you knoe he could never like y.

"Yeah I'm coming in gin, I mean weasel". Ginny gasped when he said her name. He sat down and stared at her before they both spoke at the same time

"Malfoy"

"Weasley"