A\N: A Harry Potter fan gave me a plot bunny. So now the bunny is chewing my brain instead of the carrots I left him. Damn bunnies...
Draco Malfoy loved the New Order.
Mainly because he could do things like this.
Ginny Weasly glared up defiantly at him. "What do you want?" She demanded.
"Beg pardon?" It was an...unusual reaction to being rescued, he had to admit.
Ginny sighed, and her eyes suddenly looked a thousand years older. "Do I look stupid?" She demanded. "You saved me. You hate Gryffindors, so you must want something."
Draco felt the taste of power on his toung, a literal taste, sweet and black. He could get anything from her.
And suddenly he wanted a lot more than he should.
Oh, he'd noticed her--with that hair, it was impossible to miss her. She was beautiful, in her own way. But he hadn't wanted that beauty for himself before.
"Saving a pretty girl is enough for me." He managed. "Although I'd be greatful if you let me take you out to Hogsmead tomorrow night."
Ginny blinked.
Admittedly, after Dumbeldore's funeral, she'd been lost. Harry had left her. The school had turned upside down. Half of her had been expecting to die a horrible death at the hands of some random student.
But now someone was asking her out.
Half of her wanted to say no. She was Harry's. Even if he died, she would always be his.
But half of her wanted to say yes.
She needed a life. She needed to live, even for just one night...
"I...yeah." She said softly. "That...that sounds nice."
Draco leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Be ready at eight."
"We aren't supposed to be out this late, are we?" Ginny asked.
"No."
Ginny smiled. "Good."
Draco blinked. "You are Ginny Weasly, right?"
"Sometimes--and if you ever tell anyone I said this I'll personally make you wish my brothers were back--just sometimes, I like breaking rules." Ginny admitted.
"Good. I hate rules." Draco said, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
Ginny felt the darkness that had enveloped her since Harry's leaving slowly evaporate. Butterbeer, talking...it was as if she were with a real friend.
"So what deep, dark secrets does that Weasly heart hold?" Draco asked, smiling. "Other than a love of breaking rules."
Ginny smiled grimly. "You won't like the awnser."
"Maybe I would."
"Darkness. Darkness itself. Ever since Harry left..." Ginny laughed softly. "You've seen it, Draco. The school's not worth fighting for anymore. And...and honestly? I don't think I'll live long enough to graduate." She shut her eyes. "I want it that way."
Draco set his hand over hers. She was right. He shouldn't have asked.
"Sometimes..." He said quietly, "Just sometimes, I wish Dumbledore was back too."
Ginny looked at him, frowning.
"Does anyone want to live their parent's life?" Draco asked. "I...part of me wanted something besides Slytheryn."
Ginny felt her heart almost breaking in two. She did the only thing she could.
She kissed him.