Only Twelve Days till Valentines.

Chapter 1: Setting the Stage.

Part 1: Juliet Enters.

"Valentines Day, even its name is revolting," grumbled Ginny Weasley. It seemed that no matter where she fled, Valentines was obviously not a holiday that one could put to rest in the back of one's mind. All day long she had been subjected to the hype and horror Valentines Day was guaranteed to present. From the cheesy decorations to the hopelessly unromantic declarations of love, Ginny was convinced there was no hope that this holiday would ever, as much as she would like it to, just ride off into the sunset. Honestly, she had just seen her brother and Hermione falling prey to this unearthly disease. Hogwart's most obvious but oblivious couple had become the poster teens for this year's holiday.

"You know, Ginny, speaking to yourself is the first sign that you are about to spontaneously combust," sighed Luna as she caught up with her friend.

"Don't get my hopes up only to have it be a lie," said Ginny in a huff, "How could any self respecting girl possibly fall for that ridiculous "Will you be my Valentine?" line? It's down right ridiculous."

"Most people call it love, though I'm on the fence about the whole situation. How do we know if it's not just the ministry attempting to control the population? To me it's a tad far fetched but I suppose it is possible," replied Luna, neither making sense nor a point with her drabble.

"Thank Merlin your with me on this Lovegood, I wouldn't be able to stand against Valentines on my own. At least you and I will have each other while denying the ritual of having a date for this stupid day," Ginny laughed. Sure, Luna was crazy, but when it came down to it, she was sure to be your back up.

"Oh, don't be ridiculous, I'm going to spend the day with Harry of course. He asked me just this afternoon," Luna stated as though her previous remark had never entered the picture.

"Et tu, Brute?" exclaimed Ginny in mock horror. So much for back up. Surely there was someone in this freak show who would agree with her view on this pagan ritual. Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, she had an epiphany.

"Gin, I wasn't serious about the spontaneous combustion. Get that look off your face," Luna giggled. There was only one thing that look could mean, trouble.

"Ah yes, I think I have the answer. Ciao my dear friend, I have many tasks to accomplish on this beautiful day," mocked Ginny. She knew who'd understand her feelings exactly. She also expected that it was time they talked again.

"Merlin, help us all. And to think, we still have twelve days till Valentines," said Luna, amused by her friends antics.

"Why, that's pure genius! It is February the second after all. My little project to bring the truth about this holiday to present to the general public is to be dubbed 'Twelve Days till Valentines'," said Ginny excitedly as she made her way towards the library. Oh, the fun that would ensue.

"Wouldn't be ironic if in those twelve days, your plan back fires and you become what you've called a sheep to society's ways? I think I have found my new project," murmured Luna to herself. 'Only twelve days till Valentines,' she thought. 'It could happen.' It would seem Ginevra Weasley was not the only student with a plan.

Part two: Reluctant Romeo Emerges

Dearest Draco,

I do hope you are enjoying your time at Hogwarts this year, seeing as how it is your last. On a happier note, I have enclosed something of mine that once belonged to my great grandmother. Her locket has been passed down for years and I expect it's time you gave it to your special someone. And Merlin protect you Draco if I find out that you have given it to that horrid Parkinson girl. She is atrocious. Do say hello to Blaise for me darling.

Love,

Mummy

Draco laughed aloud at his mother's apparent distaste for Pansy, though she needn't worry. He would no sooner marry a pig than Pansy Parkinson. Come to think of it, the two had more similarities then he cared to think on. This, of course, earned another good laugh.

After folding the letter and placing it in his pocket, Draco made his way from the Great Hall to the library. At least there, he was guaranteed some solitude and some much needed time away from the Doom Squad. After all of the conversations revolving around the upcoming battle the Dark Lord had planned, he was prepared to request transferal to Hufflepuff. Luckily, he passed over this quickly enough. He may not be Death Eater material, but he certainly wasn't a nature boy or a fan of hugging all the time.

Speaking of hugging all the time, what was with everybody today? First he'd seen Potter and that crazy blonde girl making googly eyes at one another. Then even to more of his dismay, he had seen Weasley and Granger sneaking off to somewhere he'd rather not think of. It would seem that this craze had spread throughout the whole of Hogwarts quickly. Suddenly realization hit him. Valentines day was quickly approaching. Here he had thought his mother's letter was innocent, now the truth had come out. Narcissa Malfoy had nearly pulled one over on her only child but Draco had figured out his mother's game. She wasn't concerned about his well being; just worried he wouldn't marry and leave her with no grandchildren. Oh the nerve of parents. He planned to write her a letter concerning this outrage as soon as he returned to his dormitory. Which of course, he knew he would never do. He loved his mother despite her conniving.

After the irritation of his mother's intrusion on his personal life had cooled, Draco's mind drifted back to Valentines day. It was yet another holiday he had no idea how was to be spent. As you could imagine, Lucius Malfoy did not practice any holiday in his home. He knew the basics. Girls, love, and some stupid looking child with wings that looked as if he'd had one too many butter beers. Here he was the proclaimed love god, and he hadn't the slightest clue on what the biggest love holiday of the year was all about. It truly was pitiful. Perhaps he would ask Ginny later on. If he could ask anyone the truths on this event and not be subject to ridicule, it would be her. Ginny and himself had an odd sort of relationship. Ever since New Years, they weren't exactly what you would call friends but from time to time, when no one else was looking, they'd sit and speak on things they could share with no one else. It was relieving to know she was there even if they couldn't always necessarily talk. But, now was not the time to reflect on his and hers relationship. He had work to do.

Upon reaching his destination, Draco found himself a quiet and secluded section in the library. No one would bother him here. Or so he thought.

A/N:

Hola! I hope you enjoyed the first installment to "Only Twelve Days till Valentines". Although, technically speaking, the first part was my oneshot for New Years. I figure that doing the holidays could be a load of fun for Draco and Ginny. And yes, this is a Draco and Ginny fic with bits of H/L and R/Hr. I had considered keeping that bit secret but oh well. And to keep true to its title, I will be posting a new chapter every day up until and the day of Valentines Day. Which of course means this is being posted on February 2 for the first time though I wrote it on January 30. Well enough rambling. Until tomorrow,

AngelWings

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