Hey, just a quick thing i came up with, i've posted it to basically see if anyone is interested...If so i promise to update.

Ginny is trapped and she knows it. One stupid sentence and she's netted herself into a months worth of Malfoy and sent Ron into a frenzy. How does she cope?

It was a stupid statement, utter carelessness, she had never thought that The Draco Malfoy would not only fulfill the terms but hold her too them!

"I solemnly swear that the next boy I touch will be on the receiving end of my affections for exactly a month after said touching"

Blimey, she'd been joking around with team, purposely sounding completely ludicrous, why, why, why on earth had he even been there?

But he had been, lurking in the shadows until the time was right, forcing her to acknowledge the silly pledge and keep to it, under the laughing eyes of her teammates. Ron would be furious.

Damn she hated being right.

"HOW COULD YOU LET HIM TOUCH YOU?"

"Ron, breathe" Hermione tried to no avail.

"IF YOU WERE MORE CAREFUL YOU WOULDN'T BE SPENDING THE NEXT MONTH WITH THAT FILTHY FERRET"

"Mate…" This time Harry tried.

I was getting kind of worried at this stage, sure Ron was a frequent wearer of puce, but the garish intensity this time was kind of frightening.

"WHAT WILL…" He sucked in a huge breath to fuel the next part of his rant, but I chose this time to strike.

"Maybe this will be a good thing" I tried.

"HOW…" I pushed in again.

"If I spend all my time annoying Malfoy, he wont be able to annoy you, and by the end of the month he might be so sick of us Weasley's that he'll never annoy you again." Of course I doubted this to be true, but it wasn't so far-fetched that Ron wouldn't believe it.

Huhhhhhh. A huge breath followed by, silence, and then a short nod.

"Glad to have had this chat." I needed to get out of here before Hermione started pointing out the flaws in my point.

"Ginny." I hissed sharply through my teeth before turning and smiling widely.

"Yes?"

"If I hear you let him touch you, I'll tie you to your dorm bed and owl Mum and Dad everything" Ron threatened.

"Sure, sure." Now that I knew I was in the clear, there was no way I'd stay any longer. Bye, bye Great Hall, hello, hello my bed, sugar quills and a months worth of planning to do.

Tell me what you think. Reviews are always appreciated, even ones telling me i completely fail at writing. :P

Also, it's not properly edited, so i'm sorry for any mistakes that may pop up.