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This drabble was written for:

1. Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges: why the caged bird sings's Globetrotter Drabble Competition - Berlin, Germany

2. Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges: Cheeky Slytherin Lass's Out of Your Comfort Zone Competition - Draco/Ginny - moving on

Question

She sat under the tree and looked at the peaceful castle. She closed her eyes and sighed.

"Nice to see you, Weasley." She heard and when she opened her eyes Draco Malfoy was standing in front of her.

"I can't say the same, Malfoy," she snapped but he didn't react.

"Where is your dear Mud... Muggle-born friend?" he asked and Ginny was close to hex him.

"Just leave me alone, Malfoy, will you?" she asked angrily and Malfoy seemed to enjoy her annoyance.

"Have you heard the term 'moving on', Weasley? Just accept it, Potter doesn't need you," he said lazily and sat down next to her.

"You know so much about that," she muttered referring to the fact that only a few months earlier he was on Voldemort's side. His expression became empty and his eyes lifeless.

"I-I didn't..." Ginny started when she noticed what she had done. Malfoy was really trying she knew well and she just made it worst for him.

"It was nice to speak with you, Weas... Ginny," he said and he got up.

"Wait!" Ginny said and she stopped him."I know how hard this is for you... I know you aren't as heartless as you show it," she said quietly, but he heard her well. Usually he would just scowl and pretend that he didn't know what the person was talking about... but something was different. The person was different.

"You have changed," Ginny said slowly.

"I tried," Draco said slowly and the girl nodded."Can I ask you something?" he asked and Ginny nodded slowly.

"Will you meet me on Friday?" he asked casually but she understood him. She raised her eyes questioningly.

"You are really asking me out, Malfoy?" she asked with crossed arms and Draco nodded with a small smile playing on his lips.

"That's exactly what I was doing, Weasley," he stated. "What's your answer?" he asked curiously and she frowned.

"Meet me at eight. Don't be late," she said and left him there dumbfounded.