A/N: This fic is a series of short drabbles that I toyed around with trying to get over writers block. I know each is very short, but that was the point, each is from nearly two hundred words to nearly six hundred. I was challenging myself to come up with D/G and hints of D/B, G/B, and D/G/B that fit canon (for the most part). I also left a lot up to your imaginations, though I am currently working on the sequel which has longer chapters and explains some of what isn't explained here. The title is a reference to Linkin Park's 'In the end', which I listened to incessantly while working on this fic. It's only a loose connection to the plot. I will post it quickly.
Disclaimer: It all belongs to JKR and her affiliates. The plot is the only thing I can claim. I don't own 'In the End' either, that would be Linkin Park. This discalimer is for the entire fic.
In the End
Chapter One
"What are you about?"
Ginny snickered. "We've no problems with one another, Malfoy. You go your way and I go mine. No one is around to see us and I'm not all that keen on explaining why I'm out and about this late."
She nearly laughed at his incredulous expression when he said, "What game is this?"
"No game," she assured him. "Look you have a problem with my brother, Harry, and Hermione…not me. Just turn and walk away and forget you found me skulking about the corridors this late and I'll do the same for you."
He scoffed, looking quite perplexed. "How do I know you'll not go telling everyone I left you alone?"
She giggled and nodded towards his un-bandaged arm. "Because, that would be incredibly dim and you wouldn't want it to slip that your arm is fully healed. Wasn't it just today you were whinging to Parkinson about it in the Great Hall?"
He conceded sullenly saying, "Just go, Weasley."
"It's Ginny or Gin," she said turning on her heel and escaping before he changed his mind.
There was just something about Draco Malfoy that intrigued her, though she hadn't a clue what it was.