AN: Hello, devoted audience and beloved fans. It's time for a new obsession. Recently I had a dream about Harry Potter (More a like Draco Malfoy) and decided to get back on the old computer and write a new fan fiction. This section gets a lot of use and I don't know if I'll get read a lot, but it's worth a try. LOL!!

Chapter 1: He said, she said…

Another year, another last minute packing trip. Ginny grabbed all of her articles of clothing and stuffed them into her ruddy old trunk. She stuffed all her schoolbooks into another smaller bag and shoved into a corner with all her other stuff. Her books were used, and a little bit more ripped up than usual due to the fact that she had a tremendous growth spurt over the summer. Her parents had spent most of her book money on used clothes. She grew a little bit taller, but mostly her curves had developed. Ginny was ecstatic.

Boys had finally began to take notice to her. They smirked and whistled whenever she walked by, resulting in an uproar of protection from her brothers, father, and, of coarse, Harry Potter. Yes, dear ol' Harry had began to take more than a brotherly notice to her as well. He never really made a move though, judging as her brother was his best friend.

Ginny walked over to her vanity mirror and checked her reflection. She had begun wearing a little make up over the summer (After hours of endless begging and crying and guilt trips to her parents…) She smeared a little excess eye liner and tightened her long, silky ponytail. She flicked her bangs out of the way and looked at herself.

"This year's going to be fun." She smirked evilly to herself. Along with her new curves had come her new sense of self-confidence. She knew she was hott. She often flirted shamelessly with store clerks (Come on girls, we all do it!) and got free wares. She felt better about herself than she had in a long time.

"Are you ready Ginny?" She heard Harry's voice float through her door.

"Just about. Let me grab a few extra things!" She yelled and grabbed a few cases of make up off her nightstand and threw them into a bag. She grabbed the rest of her bags and opened her door. Harry waited outside for her.

"Need a little help carrying anything?" Harry offered.

"Yeah." She handed him a bag. He tried to catch her eye while he grabbed the bag from her. She could feel his stare piercing her, but she refused to look at him. She didn't want him to get the wrong idea. Over the summer she had realized that Harry was to goody-goody for her. He only wanted to do the right thing. He could never take any shortcuts or do something bad for once. Plus all this fuss with Voldemort would drive her crazy. What if he died? What if he did survive but he was always gone because he was an auror? She knew that if she truly loved him, she could overcome these obstacles and continue loving him Anyways, but she just felt no need. She knew she wasn't the one. Over the summer she had forced herself to stop liking him. She wanted… What did she want?

She hurried down the stairs to the fireplace where the rest of the family waited for her and Harry.

"Ready to go beauty queen?" Fred joked.

"Yeah, it only took you a few centuries!" George added.

"Shut up you gits!" Ginny glared at them. She went to go stand by Hermione.

"Are you ready for another year at Hogwarts?" Hermione whispered to her.

"I think I am." She smiled at her confidently.

"Glad someone is. I'll confess I'm a bit nervous…" Hermione said in Ginny's ear.

"Why? You seemed fine earlier." Ginny looked at her watch. Almost 10:15. They had to get moving.

" Well… I was hoping to make my move on… You know… Ron?" Hermione turned a deep shade of red.

"I promise you'll do fine! He really likes you too!" Ginny smiled at her.

"Really?!" Hermione said a little bit too loudly. Everyone turned to look at her and Ginny. Ginny shooed them away.

"I promise. I heard him talking to Harry. And I hear that Dumbledoor is throwing a dance this year. It will be the perfect opportunity to prove it!" Ginny smiled scandalously toward Hermione. Hermione Looked appalled, but her eyes sparkled.

"Ginny Weasley!" She laughed. "Also," She moved toward her ear. "I hear Harry fancies you as well!" Hermione smirked toward her. Ginny made a gagging sound. Hermione threw her a confused look. "I thought you liked Harry as well…" She stopped to think.

"I did… But he's too… You know… Goody Goody. I want some one… Bad. You know what I mean?" Ginny looked at her hopefully. Hermione just knotted her eyebrows, obviously confused. "Never mind!" Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Alright! Are we all set?" Arthur Weasly beamed at the children. They all nodded tiredly. "Ok then! To platform 9 ¾!"

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The Weasleys waved the children goodbye as they all stepped onto the train. Mrs. Weasley dotted the tears on her eyes and Arthur just smiled and waved. As the train took off, Ron shut the window, his basic way of saying good riddance.

"Okay, I am really tired, therefore, I am going to go take a nap! I will see you all, later!" Ron ran off toward an empty compartment. Hermione followed soon after, leaving Harry and Ginny alone. Ginny began to panic. A year ago, she would have killed for this opportunity, but now she avoided it at all costs. He opened his mouth to say something, but she spoke first.

"Well, better go find Luna! Bye!" She ran off toward the other end of the carts. She hated doing this to him, but she didn't want to tell him off either. "Whew!" She looked behind her. But before she could turn back around she bumped into a certain someone.

"Watch out you filthy!…" She looked up to see Malfoy. His pupils wide with interest. She stood up and dusted herself off. Her long sleeve black sleeve shirt was now covered in lint. Her Jean skirt looked clean though. She looked at Malfoy expecting an insult but he just stood there.

"Looks like our youngest Weasley has grown up a little!" He nudged Goyle. She squinted at him.

"Excuse me?" Ginny shot him a confused look. Malfoy looked her up and down a few times. Then he looked at her face and gave his legendary smirk.

"What is going on? Earth to Malfoy!" She waved her hand in front of his face. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer. Her face and his were almost touching.

"What the hell!? Let me go!" She yanked her wrist back. She ran off to Luna's usual compartment. She could feel Malfoy's gaze on her. She turned to glance as him as she walked away. She could see his eyes on her ass.

'OH MY GOD!' She scurried off quicker. She couldn't help but blush. Her face turned red as her hair. She dashed into Luna's compartment and slammed the door. She sat against the wall and began to laugh.

"Something wrong? Your laughing…" Luna waved her hand at an invisible creature.

"The strangest thing just happened, Luna…"

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Malfoy entered his compartment and laughed. The Weasley girl had grown up. Usually he would have moved straight onto her, but there was the question of her being a blood traitor. Well, being a clever boy, he came to the solution that Blood traitors could be used as his entertainment and it would bring shame to her family right? Well, it's settled then. He could do what he wished with her. Then leave her. No one could resist him. Not even Weasley.