"Miss Weasley, your test. I wish to have a word with you after class." McGonagall gave her a half-sad, half-stern look as she rested Ginny's paper with a "P"on it.
Ginny sighed. Her points had been dropping horribly these past few weeks. It all had to do with that prat Harry and his Quidditch practices, and the fact that he had just broken up with her but Ginny couldn't give a damn. All she could do is hope that McGonagall wouldn't put her out of the team as the consequences.
The ball rang and everyone quickly gathered their stuff and cleared the classroom. Ginny lazily packed in her stuff and waited for the Professor.
"Miss Weasley,"" McGonagall called her forward, Ginny gingerly walked towards her.
"Miss Weasley, I'm sorry to have too informed you that your grads have been suffering these past weeks. I'll have to discuss with the Headmaster what to do. You can come by the office at 9 pm."
Ginny sighed deeply and nodded.
"Do you have any initiative what the cause of your marks is?" McGonagall inquired slightly.
"Ermm…no not really." Ginny stared at her feet. She wasn't about to spill her heart out to Minerva McGonagall.
"Very well then. You can go Miss Weasley. You're dismissed." McGonagall studied Ginny while she walked out the door and sighed, while shaking her head.
"So now I have to probably get out of the Quid ditch team or get some damn tutor!" Ginny had told Hermione the whole story. Even about her marks.
The brunette looked at Ginny with sympathy. "Oh Ginny I'm so sorry but-"
"I know, I know. Just don't tell me 'I told you so' ok ?"
Ginny groaned and dug her head into her pillow. They were Ginny's dorm in the Gryffindor common room.
"Hermione can't you volunteer to tutor me ? PLEASE !" Ginny gave her puppy dog eyes and pushed out her bottom lip.
Hermione laughed at her. "That's if you need one, ok ?"
Ginny nodded, "Hey, what time is it ?"
"It's 9 pm."
Ginny gasped and jumped out of her bed. "Damn! I'm late! I was supposed to be at Dumbledore's Headquarters! Damn it! I'll see you later Hermione!"
She ran out the door and practically missed all the stairs on the staircase when she jumped down. She was out of the Gryffindor common room within seconds.
She sprinted down the stairs but she missed the person who came round the corner.
"Oomph !" Ginny and the person landed on the floor with a loud thud.
"For Merlin's sake. Watch where you're going !" The familiar voice of Draco Malfoy sneered at her.
Real smooth, bump into Malfoy. Just what I needed.
"Thanks a lot Weasley. Thanks to you I've got crease marks on my clothes. I won't bother sending the bill. I'll take away all your savings anyway." Malfoy sneered as he recognized her.
"Shut up Malfoy." Ginny quickly gathered herself and ran past Malfoy to Dumbledore's Headquarters.
Before the door closed she could just hear Malfoy snicker at her.
She lifted her hand too knock on the door but the voice stopped her.
"Miss Weasley, I was expecting you."
Ginny entered the room. Her face was still slightly flushed. Dumbledore offered her a seat and she took it.
"I presume you have an idea why your here ?" he started.
Ginny nodded and bowed her head guiltily.
"Sir? If I may," Ginny questioned and Dumbledore nodded, "Please don't take me out of the Quidditch team I'll do anything I'll even-"
"Miss Weasley, you have nothing to worry about," Dumbledore gave her a warm smile. "You're getting extra lesson with a tutor."
Ginny almost cheered out loud but bit her lip too control her concealment.
"The tutor lesson will immediately start and is 4 times per week; on Monday's, Wednesday's, Friday's and Sunday's. In consequence the classes will start tomorrow. There will be more lessons applied if there is an exam approaching. All lessons start at 9pm sharp and it will be up to the tutor when the time has ended. And you will be the one instructing him what you will be studying."
"Him? It's a he? Who's my tutor?" Ginny asked fretfully.
"Your tutor is Mister Draco Malfoy."
The Next Day:
Ginny was grouchy since the crack of dawn. The only thing that went through her mind was;
Draco Malfoy is my tutor. Draco Malfoy is my tutor.
"GINNY !" Someone screamed into her ear.
Ginny jumped up and looked around confused. "God…Hermione ! What is it ?"
"I've been asking you about the meeting with Dumbledore for the past hour or so!" Hermione exclaimed.
Ginny groaned. She really didn't feel like telling Hermione who her tutor was. She was far to embarrassed.
Ginny let out a childish put.
"Oh ! Come on Ginny! Tell me! Who's your tutor? Is he nice? Oh-oh my god don't tell me it's Weatherbee Oh What if you-"
"Hermione calm down. He's not that fun. Trust me…" she sighed.
"Come on he can't be that bad."
"Is Draco Malfoy a good thing then?"
Hermione gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. "No…"
Ginny nodded. "Yep, Dumbledore assigned me to Malfoy. The lessons start today."
Hermione got that 'I'm so sorry but it's so funny' look in her eyes; she looked as if she would burst sooner or later.
Ginny rolled her eyes at that. "Let's just go to dinner ok?"
Hermione nodded, still threatening to burst out of laughter.
Dinner past by to quickly for Ginny and 9 o'clock was come way to close for her part. It was now 8:30, Ginny decided to walk to the Room of Requirement and wait for her tutor. She wanted to at least be early; at least Malfoy wouldn't have an excuse to make fun of her or pull points; since he was a prefect.
Ginny gracefully walked down the stairs, when she turned the corner she found herself bump into Harry.
"Harry! Hi! Eh what are you doing here?" she suddenly questioned.
"Hey Ginny. Oh I was just erm-"
"Don't bother I don't need to know anyway." Ginny shrugged. She saw a look of relief in his eyes.
"Listen, I got to go. I'll see you later. Ok?"
Harry nodded and wished her goodbye while she continued her path to hell towards the Room of Requirement.
She took a seat on the bench and rested her bag of books next to her. She sighed deeply as she awaited Malfoy's approach. She solemnly hoped that he would fall down the stairs and break his legs.
Ginny tapped her legs up and down impatiently waiting for him. She looked at her watch. It was ten past the hour.
Malfoy must've chickened out. She thought. Happily Ginny got up but that thought was meant to be broken.
"Where do you think you're going Weasley?"
Ginny turned around to see Draco Malfoy quirking and eyebrow at her. She gave a low growl.
"Well I was just on my way to the Headmasters office to inform him how my tutor didn't show up." She folded her arms gave Malfoy a fierce look.
He sneered at her. "Whatever Weasley." He walked past her into the Room of Requirement.
She huffed and followed him. Malfoy had already seated his feet on the table whilst he leaned back against his chair, arms crossed. She dropped her stuff and seated herself across from him and folded her arms.
She could see Malfoy studying her with a slight arrogance in his face. She leaned back and did the same.
To his amusement he smirked at her actions. They studied each other for a couple of minutes until Ginny broke the silence,
"Shouldn't you be teaching me something?"
He lifted his feet from the table and leaned in over the table. "I could teach you a lot of things Weasley."
She blushed at his comment. "Whatever. I suggest we start with History of Magic." She pulled out her thick book and dropped it on the table.
Malfoy groaned as he saw the book. "You couldn't start with any other boring topic could you?"
"Well this is my worst subject so yeah. And weather you like it or not Malfoy, you have to do whatever. I. Say." She smirked at him whilst he sent her a glare.
"Let's get one thing straight Weasley. I don't follow orders form no one below me, and that includes you. The only one who's supposed to be following orders here is you and I would rather surrender myself to The Dark Lord before following orders from any Weasley." he snapped arrogantly.
"Well I'm sure your Father wouldn't mind hooking you up to meet Lord Voldemort so you can follow his footsteps." She added nonchalantly.
Malfoy shot out of his chair grabbed his bag and cloak and headed out the Room of Requirement.
Was Malfoy actually hurt by this?
"Malfoy wait!" she quickly ran behind him and grabbed his arm. "I'm sorry, look I know we may never get along or something but I'll have to face the fact that I... I need you. Could we just work something out? The sooner you help me with me grades, the faster you're free of me. Deal ?"
He studied her for a moment and walked back to the chair and dropped himself in it. "Whatever Weasley."
"Good. Can you lay off the commentary of my family? Then I'll lay off yours." She inquired.
"I'll do my best Weasley. Let's just get started with History of Magic," he opened the book while Ginny took her seat.
"Okay, explain to me what exactly you don't understand."
Ginny turned the book and directed Malfoy to her difficulties.
"Okay, so the reason Orison killed Thereof was of the betrayal of his loved ones during the war and Luma managed to conceive an heir but not of his own blood? That doesn't make sense Malfoy."
Draco rolled his eyes at her. "It's not about making sense Weasley, it's about the facts. Facts never have to make sense. So just do us both a favor and stop speculating if it makes sense or not and just leave it and learn it as it is."
Ginny sighed. "Fine. But that's cruel to kill your own wife and brother. Must be cold blooded at hart." She mumbled that last bit.
"He had a right. No woman should go conceal herself to her husbands' brother in the time that he needs her the most." Draco said significantly.
Ginny studied him for a while and frowned.
"Let's just drop the subject and go to another subject. What else did you bring with you?" Draco asked nodding to her bag.
Ginny searched into her bag, "Erm... I've got Potions and Transfiguration. How's about we start with Potions?" she offered. Draco gave a curt nod.
"Another Weasley who's bad in Potions, runs in the family?" Draco sneered.
"Malfoy, we had an agreement. Keep your comments too yourself." She glared at him.
He shrugged, "Whatever Weaslette. What Potion are you studying now?"
"Draught of Peace."
Draco snorted. "What's so hard about that? Can't you just follow instructions Weasley?"
"Of course I can. I just don't know what the hell I'm doing wrong." She sighed.
"Well tell me the ingredients, the effects, tell me how to make it and then show me how you make it." Draco inquired.
"Well, the ingredients include a powered moonstone and syrup of hellebore, the effects are to calm anxiety and soothes agitation," she looked at Draco while he nodded that she answered correctly.
"Well first you have set up a cauldron with water to boil. Cut some carrots fine and add a piece of moonstone and turn counter clockwise 7 and a half times and then wait exactly 6 minutes before stirring it clockwise 4 times. Erm… chop up some onions and then throw them in. Then I think you've got to slowly pour the syrup into the cauldron and stir 10 times clockwise and 1 time counters."
"Bravo Weasley. Now make me the potion." He commanded.
"I'm not one of your servants Malfoy so watch how you talk to me." She warned while he smirked at her.
She then conjured a cauldron and proceeded to make the Potion. The Room of Requirement gave her access to the moonstone and the syrup. She was now cutting the carrots when she heard a groan.
"What ?" she looked at Draco irritated.
"You're cutting the crofts wrong. They're supposed to be fine not chunks. Here let me show you." Draco stood up and walked behind Ginny. His arms stretched out in front of each of her side, she could feel his breath tickling her neck. She swallowed hard and listened to what Draco start to tell her.
"Watch closely Weasley," Don't tell me that Malfoy. You're the one to close. Ginny nodded under his head. "You have to cut them…in…thin small…slices." Draco cut the chunks of carrots into slim tiny bits.
"Give me your hands," she compiled while Draco gave her the knife and held her hands. "You see and feel the way I'm cutting them? That's how you've got to do it." Draco held her hands while they cut the carrots fine. She couldn't help but admire how soft and warm his hands were.
"Now cut the onions for me." He released her hands but remained behind her.
Ginny grabbed the onions and began to cute them fine. She gave a few sniffs and wiped away some tears. Draco sniffled at that. "Oh shut up Malfoy, it's not that fun. My eyes are burning like hell!" she exclaimed.
"Done!"
Malfoy looked at the onions and grabbed a handful to get a closer look. Ginny had the ache to push his hands into his face, but she wasn't that mean, yet.
"Could be better Weasley," she rolled her eyes at him. "At least you're learning, now finish the potion." He told her and moved back to the seat behind her.
Ginny felt the chills cover her back when Draco left from behind her and continued to finish her potion. She found it quiet annoying that he took a seat behind her. Only Merlin knew what all he was thinking!
Draco watched Ginny stir the cauldron 10 times clockwise.
Weasley has a nice bum…
What the hell are you doing looking at a Weasley!
It's not a crime to look you know, besides did you take a look at her breasts?
I'm not going to look at Weasley's breasts !
You can't deny it that they're nice!
Well fine they are, but stop watching her you perv! What about Pansy?
Pansy doesn't have a bum or breasts like that! Besides she's boring me. Weasley is far more interesting.
I don't even know why you signed yourself up to be her tutor anyway when Dumbledore asked you!
sneer I don't care but Weasley has gotten more mature during these past few years. You can't deny that!
I am going to deny you for looking at her for all these years! You're paying more attentions to her than her brothers and Potter!
Well it's over between her and Potter. I wonder if little Weaslette's been deflowered ? You think potter did his duties?
gasp How could you think such a thing! And no I don't think he did anything. I have a strong feeling she hasn't been touched yet. Now could you please stop talking about that disgusting excuse for a pure-blood?
Yeah sure, she's finished anyway…
Ginny poured the potion into a tube and handed it to Draco. "Finished!" she exclaimed happily. He took the potion and smelled it.
"Do you also know the effects of it if it's made wrong?" he questioned.
"Erm…no what is it?"
"Well for starters, the person who drinks it will not be calmed or any sense but fore some reason you get a serious outbreak of boils on your skin," Ginny grinned at that "And that question will somewhat be in the exam." He informed her.
Ginny nodded and she quickly wrote that down on a parchment.
"Scourgify" Draco cleaned up Ginny's cauldron. "You want the potion or throw it away?" Draco asked her lazily.
She waved it off and Draco vanished the bottles of potions.
"Well it's getting late Weasley so I suggest you return to your dorm for your beauty sleep." Draco smirked.
She rolled her eyes at him. "You have to give me a passage or else I'll get detention."
"What will I get in return if I give it to you Weasley?" Draco moved closer to her smirking.
Well I'll be damned. Is Draco Malfoy flirting with me?
"I'm sorry if I don't fall for your charm Malfoy but I think I'll pass whatever you're wanting from me. Now, give me the pass." She held her hand out while Malfoy reached into his pocket and gave it to her.
"See you on Friday Malfoy." She flipped her hair in his face and walked out the Room of Requirements. Once she was round the corner she made a sprint towards the Gryffindor common room to tell Hermione how it went.
"This is going to be interesting…" Draco murmured to himself.