Disclaimer #1: Neither Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley, nor the other, more insignificant, characters/places/things of the Harry Potterverse belong to me, Nutcrazical. They actually belong to J.K. Rowling.
Claimer #1: I do claim, however, that if the Harry Potterverse belonged to me, I'd make Draco and Ginny end up together. They'd fall in love at the beginning of book 7, be married by the end of it, and, as the reader would find out in the Epilogue, would end up having twelve children. I'd also kill Harry off 'round the middle of the book, because we all know who are the real heroes of the series!
Disclaimer #2: Alright, maybe I wouldn't kill Harry off.
Claimer #2: Instead, he'll be fighting bravely against Voldemort, effectively distracting everyone so Draco and Ginny can happily marry in secret.
Disclaimer #3: This story won't be consistent: It'll have various degrees of OOCness, and various degrees of D/Gness. And various degrees of G to PGness.
Disclaimer #4: The chapters won't be related to each other. At all.
Disclaimer #5: This chapter isn't Super D/G. Its main purpose is to debunk the myth that Ginny ever fancied Harry Potter.
Claimer #3: The rest will be, though! Hopefully.
Claimer #4: And lastly, I'm a D/G-er at heart. Long live the SS Fire & Ice.

Rabid D/G-er: Instance #1 - Harry Potter Visits
based on "The Burrow" chapter, CoS

"Oh. My. God." Ginny sat on her bed. "Oh. My. God." Ginny grabbed her favorite cat plushie, Meow. "Oh my God!"

Meow just stared at her. With her left eye. George had accidentaly hexed out her right eye.

"You won't believe it, Meow! Harry Potter - the Harry Potter - is here! And - and he saw me in this!" Ginny put Meow down. "No! I can't be talking to you - just imagine if Harry caught me? Oh - God!" She waved her arms frantically in the air. Then she stood up and started to walk from one corner of her room to another. "I don't think Harry would like it. No. Ron told me he didn't like childish things, and that owning plushies is childish. So I don't think I'll be able to bring you with me to Hogwarts."

Maybe it was just her imagination, but Ginny thought the look on Meow's face was heartbreaking. She ran towards the plushie and hugged her. "I shall miss you so, Meow! But you know what Ron said. And he's right." She put Meow down again. "Harry Potter is a wonderful person. I must be at my best behaviour around him. Yes."

Ginny looked at her reflection on the mirror. "But look at me! I'm such a mess. And Harry Potter is so wonderful, and kind, and loyal, and brave. Ron told me all about him in his Owls." Ginny sighed. "Quidditch Camp was such fun. I'm so glad I won that contest. If not, I wouldn't have been able to go..." She sat on the bed. "When I grow up, I'm going to be a professional Chaser. Or maybe a Seeker. There was this guy in the Camp, he was really good at Seeking." Ginny looked at Meow. "I don't know his name... You know, Ron says Harry is a superb Seeker. He even made it to the Gryffindor Team, and he's only eleven! No, wait. I think he's twelve already. I should congratulate him." And Ginny's cheeks turned pink.

She walked towards her bedroom's door with determination, but then she saw her brother and Harry walking towards her general direction, and she froze. When Harry caught sight of her she slammed the door shut, scolding herself for being so rude and shy.

"This is going to be harder than I thought..."