Disclamer: Well… I think I'm about 14, American, so don't have millions of dollars…. Nope, not J.K. And thus, I don't own it.

Bored.

I was bored out of my mind, and I'd been sitting in HOM for three minuets.

"Euric the Oddball was a vicious leader and…."

My head falls onto my desk and I enter a dream, or rather, a daydream, where I ask Ginny Weasly out.

Yeah, you read that right. I, the infamous Draco Malfoy, was daydreaming about a Weasley. A pretty, kind, strong, amazing girl that my family hated.

But I know as well as anyone that you can't chose who you fall for, and I was falling hard. I think about the upcoming ball, and wonder who she's going with. She must have been asked by now. Since Hermione went to a Muggle college instead of re-taking 7th year, Ginny's the prettiest girl of the Griffs.

I hear the bell ring and bolt upright. I see other students rubbing sleep out of their eyes and packing book bags, and I follow suit. We all head to dinner, and I see her laughing with Luna Lovegood at the Raven's table. I sigh, and eat before doing homework and collapsing into bed.

"Ginny, time to get up." I hear the singsong voice of Luna in my ear and bolt up.

"What are you doing in here?" I ask.

"Oh," she says airily, "the password wasn't hard to guess. It's almost time for breakfast to start, and you know after that we have the double Hogsmead weekend. We need dresses for the ball." I moan and pull a pillow over my head.

"Three different boys asked you, you need a good dress."

I admit that is good logic for 6:30 on a weekend, and pull myself out of bed.

"Did he ask you yet?" Luna inquires.

"No, and you know he won't. He's a Malfoy, that wouldn't work even if he did like me."

"I've told you over and over, he does! He has a habit of staring at you like you're an angle! How can you not see it?" she asks.

Okay, there are three things anyone needs to know about Luna:

One, she can cast a wicked curse,

Two, She thinks all kinds of odd things are real,

Three, She has a good detector for who likes each other.

She guessed before anyone else that Harry was going after Hermione, and that Lavender and Ron would get together again, and that Blasé Zabine would ask Hannah out, and that Hannah would say yes.

So I was inclined to believe her. But Draco Malfoy was hard to talk to when you didn't have a crush on him, but when you did

So, I only talked about Draco to Luna, and in letters to Hermione, who thought the whole thing was cute beyond measure.

But I did want him to ask me out, so I walked downstairs with Luna, and went to Hogsmead, and found a dark blue dress that cascaded down me, and Luna picked out a bright pink creation that flowed from her waist and made a huge circle when she twirled.

We shrunk the packages and then went to Honeydukes and The Three Broomsticks.

On the way back to the castle, I see Draco walking slowly ahead of us. Luna looks at me and then disappears into a shortcut through the woods, even though the ground is covered by half a foot of snow. I speed up and walk beside Draco until he sees me.

"Ginny!" he blurts.

"Oh, hi, Draco." I say as if I hadn't seen him. "Um, how are you?"

"Good. I, um, got a gift for my mom- for Christmas." He says, displaying a package in his hand.

"What did you get her?"

"Oh, a bracelet. What were you doing?"

"Oh, Luna and I were just getting dresses for the Ball."

"Ah. Who are you going with?"

"Well, no one yet."

"Oh."

We walk in silence for a while, then he turns. "Ginny?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you- well, do you want to come with me?"

I freeze "Really?"

He nods. "Yeah. I don't have a date, and you seem like a good option." He thinks for a moment, then says "I didn't mean that the way it came out! I think you're awesome and-" and then Draco Malfoy, Weasley hater, kissed me. On the lips. With a couple of 5th years watching! And being me, and crazy, I kissed him back.

When we break apart, I hear laughing, and see Luna and Theodor Nott in the trees. "Did they?" I ask

My date nods.

"What should we do?" I ask.

"Well…. We should thank them… but I think we can go for not telling them what we said."

I nod.

"Oh, and Draco?"

"Yeah?"

"I would love to come to the ball with you."

The end