Draco stood behind the restricted section in the library covering his face with a book; Hogwarts: The First Legends. He couldn't help feel morose while the person he most badly wanted to be his own, was talking to her boyfriend only 5 metres away from him. Every laugh made him feel more miserable and every kiss she shared with him pained him to the core.
After 3 minutes or so, her boyfriend left the library to go see his two best friends and the beautiful ginger girl was left on her own, revising for her O.W.L's.
This was his chance. This was his moment to talk to Ginny and try to prove that he wasn't at all like Harry thought he was and it was true, well more or less. Behind the proud, selfish and controlling frame, was a considerate, sweet and caring boy who was always pushed to the edge to become successful and always over-estimated and expected to be a servant to the Dark Lord, Voldemort. But what if he can't talk to her? What if she leaves as soon as she lays her deep eyes on his? There was no point on worrying about that now; this was a rare chance where that stupid Potter actually left her alone.
Draco put down his book and walked over to her in a slow pace judging in his mind whether he should actually talk to her or change course and pretend he was leaving the library. Ginny looked up from her book and in that moment their eyes locked and Draco felt a strange hunger for her in his stomach. His palm began to sweat and he had no choice but to walk over to her and sit down in the opposite chair.
'Hey Ginny' he whispered.
'Draco, I don't have time to talk to you' she replied very sternly. 'I've got O.W.L's to revise for and it's about time you revised too since there's only a week left'.
'It's not exactly my main priority right now-'
'-well it should be.' She interrupted.
'I wanted to talk to you privately, just you and me' he said, turning scarlet.
Ginny certainly looked taken-aback. This was the first time Draco had actually wanted to have a proper conversation, one where he wasn't constantly pestering her to teach him the herbivorus spell or the notes she took on vampire bats or something. Little did she know that he knew the herbivorus spell perfectly well and he knew all about wolfsbane since he researched it the day he heard the name. All this pestering were excuses for a chance to talk to her and tell her how he felt about her.
'You want to talk to me…like, alone?' she asked.
'Erm, yeah, maybe… if you want' he muttered.
'Sure, I mean yeah. I'm free after Dark Arts so we can talk then?' she mumbled.
'Great. I'll see you outside Snape's class' he replied looking quite happy as he pushed his chair back in and walked away towards the exit of the library.
He'd done it, he'd finally talked to Ginny and she didn't reject him or refuse to talk to him. The one person he most deeply desired had given him a chance to show her his true colours. He looked over his shoulder one more time before he left the library to see the stunning, charming and exquisite woman he will love for the rest of his life, looking out the window and the quidditch pitch smiling to herself because that was the moment when she realised, she'd found the love that people would die for.