Hey,

I know I have a story on hold but this is something I wrote to calm my nerves. It's explained more at the end of the chapter. Its not much I know but it's only the first chapter. They will get longer as it goes on. This was written quickly.

I must explain before I start or it won't make sense. Pansy is not a slut. Draco is not evil. The torture scene didn't happen. They escaped before Hermione got tortured and it was all down to Draco who saved them.

Fred is alive because I love the Phelps twins.

Dumbledore is alive as well.

That's all I can think of at the moment. I'll tell you if it changes to add more.

Read on, please

Disclaimer: Anything from Harry Potter books and movies isn't mind.

"Why do you keep looking at her, Draco?" Pansy complained for the umpteenth time. He'd started to bore of hearing her whiny voice. No, it's not as though they were even a couple. She was just… protective? He wasn't sure.

"I'm not looking at anyone, Pans. Honestly." He sighed.

The war had changed things. He'd been set free of the charge of being a Death Eater. He had sufficient proof to prove that he'd been a spy for the Light side. He was free. It was what he'd always wanted. He could finally te-

"DRACO! Have you not been listening to a word I've been saying?" Said Pansy who was waving her hand right in front of his face.

Groaning in irritation he turned to look her in the face, "What? What is it you want?"

"I said SHE is leaving." She nodded her head towards the exit. Draco looked towards where she was motioning. Sure enough, there was Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley heading out of the Great Hall, arms linked.

"Why does it matter to me who leaves after lunch?" He growled, but Pansy took no noticed. She just sighed and turned her attention towards Blaise Zabini who seemed to agree with her verdict.

He got up anyway, and sauntered over to them, making sure he caught up with them.

"Oi, GRANGER!" he yelled out after realising that it was impossible to assume he'd catch up with them if he didn't want to run.

It worked. She turned around. He hated to think it but the war had done a world of good to her. She had returned fresh and rejuvenated to finish her schooling. Her hair had been cut shorter, just below her shoulders, which made it less bushy and fell in soft curls instead. He noted that she'd put on weight since the Final Battle, and it suited her. She still held her slim physique but she now had so much more of a figure.

Ginny had also changed since the war. She was taller and, quite like Hermione, more filled out. Her long hair came down to her elbows but she never failed to have it done in some sort of 'do'. Her long layers made her deep red hair shine even more so. It had all boys captivated. Well, the majority of the boys.

They waited impatiently until he'd caught up, glancing at each other to attempt to figure out why he suddenly wanted to talk to them.

"What is it, Malfoy?" Hermione said.

"I wanted to apologise. I heard about you and Ron. I'm sorry." He said. He slapped himself internally for that being the first thing he said to her.

"Yes well, sometimes these things happen. C'est la vie, I guess" She gave him a small smile. It was beautiful.

"I also wanted to apologise for the w-"

"No need. You were on our side. We fought for the same things. You changed your mind, and joined us. You have nothing to apologise for. We've all forgiven you." The smile had faded though.

"Gran-" He began again.

"Its Hermione. And I'm Ginny. Learn our names. Use them." Ginny's voice was colder and harsher than Hermione's had been.

"Well then, Hermione, I was wondering if you'd like to go to Hogsmeade with me? Next weekend, that is?"

Ginny and Hermione shot each other a look quickly before turning back to him.

"Nope. I'm busy with Ginny." She said smugly. She could tell by the shocked expression on her face that he wasn't used to being rejected.

"Well, how about hanging out during lunch tomorrow? Or after dinner sometime?" He tried to make it sound casual but he could tell it didn't come off that way.

She suppressed a giggle, as she answered, "Can't, sorry I'm busy with Ginny then, too."

Ginny was failing to hide her giggles behind her hand. Draco glared at her. This was humiliating. She turned her back on him and she caught his eye. He would never live this down, and they both knew it.

He turned back to Hermione, "Well then Gra-… Hermione, what about pairing up in one single lesson? Honestly, I'm not a bad guy. I'm quite loveable really"

She quirked her eyebrow, he winked at her. She groaned inwardly. She knew she wasn't some leggy blonde that was usually his type but she also wasn't the type of girl who he liked either. She had more than two brain cells to rub together, for instance.

She nudged Ginny in the side. This wasn't working and she knew it. He wasn't going to leave off.

The redhead turned to face him, a gleeful look on her face, "Listen Draco, Hermione doesn't want anything to do with you, right now. She's not after some hook up or nice shag. She needs a man. You, however, are not right for the job. She's a woman. We've seen the type you date. She needs a man. But you want girls."

With that she almost floated away, dragging Hermione with her.

Draco sighed. Those girls were nothing. It was for two months when he slept around, to get the war out of his mind. He wasn't like that now. He didn't want that.

Blaise had pointed out that she was the only one who wouldn't take his shit. That's what he needed. Most of all, he needed a wife. Before the year was up. He'd found his target.

He heard a small chuckle from his right and a light giggle from his left. Pansy and Blaise had joined him. He wondered how much they'd seen.

"Way to go, Drake. What's the plan now?" Blaise chuckled, but it was more aimed at Pansy rather then Draco himself.

"Well, Blaise," She murmured, imitating Draco, "I think I'm going to bring up her ex and then ask her out some more. Seems like a top notch plan to me."

Their laughter increased, until Draco'd had enough.

"SHUT IT! Some advice would be good here. I don't know what to do. This is the girl. I've liked her –"

"Yes, yes, we KNOW! You've liked her since she punched you. Blah blah blah…" Blaise started

"She's the reason you changed your views, blah blah BLAH! Merlin, Draco, if you like her, show her." Pansy finished.

"But how?" They said in unison. Draco concluded that they'd spent way too much time together.

I have just the plan, thought Draco, a devious gleam coming into his eye.

Hey,

I'm in the middle of my exams at the moment. So updating will be slow. This is just something that, as I mentioned before, I jotted down at lunch to calm my nerves.

Tell me what you think, but if you're going to flame, keep in mind I have my exams and flame me nicely?

Always open to criticism and how to improve.