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Lampshade

Chapter One:

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon at Hogwarts and the whole castle had been buzzing all day with the excitement of the first spring day. On such a day it was easy for someone like Draco Malfoy to wander outside unnoticed and sit under a tree. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, thinking of this quite eventful Saturday. The only person that had not been happy with the weather at all was Potter of course. Potter and his little Weaslette had been fighting openly in the Great Hall making Draco laugh out loud at the way Potter was struggling to retort. The Weaslette was after all used to fighting with her brothers; Draco knew this because every other day Weasley would start a riot at the Gryffindor table.

The Weaslette was apparently sick of this and was not afraid to talk back to her brother.

His smile faded a little.

He had notice recently that Potter kept mostly to himself. He wondered why though. He had all his friends with him and he was, after all, the Golden Boy. He was worshipped by everyone, even Malfoy himself couldn't help admiring Potter a little.

He took a deep breath and crossed his arms behind his head. He had been so lost in his own thoughts that he didn't notice someone sitting down next to him.

"Is it okay if I sit here?" Draco jumped a little at the unexpected voice next to him. He was surprised to see Weaslette sitting beside him, looking nothing less than horrible. He was too surprised to do anything but nod curtly and sit up. He fiddled with his sleeve and scratched his head. Oh, hell. What in Merlin's name am I going to say to this girl. I don't even know her that well, actually I don't know her at all. Draco mused and couldn't help chuckling a little at the absurdity of the situation. He had walked the same hall's, sat in the same room with her at breakfast, lunch and dinner for the last 6 years and now he was having a hard time remembering the girls first name. Gina- no... Ginevu? No that wasn't it either. Damn! Draco cleared his voice though he had no intention of speaking. He felt Weaslette glancing at him and bending her head a little. He decided to just look straight ahead.

He couldn't believe it was already spring time. Only a few months ago he had been walking around in the freezing cold and now he was sitting underneath a tree on a beautiful sunny day with Weaslette by his side.

Draco frowned deeply.

It had only been nine months since he had watched all that his father had fought for, fall and sat in a courtroom full of people, including Potter He thought and shook his head a little. He still had no clue why he blamed Potter for everything. It was his fault, after all, that he wasn't rotting in a cell in Azkaban thought that only made Draco even more embarrassed.

"Ginevra!" He said out loud and snapped his fingers at his brilliant mind that he actually remembered a Gryffindors full first name, and a Weasley at that. She looked up at him expectantly. His eyes widened as he slowly figured out that he had said it out loud.

"Sorry." He mumbled and Weaslette frowned at him. Ah, now I have to say something to her.

"Why the sad face Weaslette?" He said a little too harshly. He didn't really know what made him hate her so much, other than her poor relations. He challenged himself to look at her. Oh no! Ginny was looking at the ground and it was clear for Draco that he had upset her. He could see the streaks on her cheeks where tears had been only seconds before. He moved a little closer biting his bottom lip. He was a little disgusted with himself as he laid a hand on her shoulder. She flinched and looked at him wide eyed. He tried to move it away but she grabbed his wrist and drew him nearer. He was dangerously close to her face and was just about to pull away when she put her head on his shoulder and started to cry. He patted her head awkwardly and moved away from her. She wouldn't let him though. She grabbed his shirt tight and sobbed.

"Why is he doing this to me?" Draco raised an eyebrow and pushed her away again. She turned to look him in the eye and panic was written all over her face. God, she has a lot of freckles! He once again tried to move away and this time her voice reflected her facial expression.

"Please! Don't go." She begged him. Is she begging me not to go, oh this is too good. A Weasley begging a Malfoy not to go. Ha! His amusement didn't last long when she pulled him closer, with that iron fist of hers and smacked her lips onto his. His eyes widened in surprise and she took that as an opportunity to slip her tongue into his mouth. When Draco finally came to his senses, it was already too late.

"What is going on here?" Draco jumped up and straightened his shirt.

"Longbottom." He greeted him way too friendly. He shook his head at Ginny and started to walk away still facing them until he turned and walked briskly towards the castle. Draco and Ginny looked at each other still with the same outraged expression on their faces.

"Oh, no he is going to tell Potter." Ginny and Draco then set of in a fast walk after Neville.

"Why the hell did you kiss me Weasley." She covered her face with her hands and groaned.

"I was upset and you were there, okay?" She said and walked a little ahead of him, but not so much that Draco couldn't talk to her.

"I just don't get it? Is it because you and Potter are having problems that you hurled yourself at his enemy? Or are you just totally clueless?" He spat at her. She opened her mouth and made a girlish sound that made Draco throw up a little in his mouth.

"What do you mean by that?" He rolled his eyes close to her face so she could see.

"I am gay Weaslette, I thought everyone knew." He smirked and snorted before continuing.

"Hell, all Slytherins know that... and even a few Ravenclaws." She shook her head in disbelief.

"What am I going to say to him?" She thought out loud.

"How about the truth Weaslette? Or are you blood-traitors so good at covering it up?"

"You're sure we are not talking about Slytherins here, and not 'blood-traitors'?"

"Oh shut up Weaslette." He yelled at her and ran forwards to try and catch up with Longbottom before he reached the Great Hall were all the students were heading for dinner. He couldn't believe his luck as he saw him just a little in front trying to squeeze through a crowd of 3rd years. He pushed himself through and grabbed Longbottoms cloak before he entered the Great Hall. Longbottom gave a little squeal as he was pushed into a wall. Draco pointed a finger at his face, just to make his point clear, of course.

"If you ever even think about telling Potter about this I will, most certainly find you and use you as my own personal beaters bat. Do I make myself clear?" Longbottom nodded quickly and Draco shoved him forwards making Neville lose his balance a little, before he went into the Great Hall and sat down for dinner. He glanced at the Gryffindor table and saw a bunch of people around Potter. Perhaps Longbottom wasn't the only one that saw us. Minutes later Weaslette walked into the Great Hall.

Potter looked up and he didn't look happy.

A/N: That was the first chapter, sorry it was so short. I promise to make them longer in the future!