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Ferret in the Burrow

** At the Weasley House **

Ginny Weasley was sitting on the couch in the living room listening to music on the Wizarding Wireless Network and reading a magazine called Witch Life.

"Aww man, I hate this song," she stated as she switched the station. Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Mooooom," Ginny called. "Mom the door!" There was no reply. Ginny growled and walked over to the door. "Merlin! Can I just finish a magazine without being interrupted?" She opened the door and there stood Dumbledore. She gasped and put away the angry scowl on her face.

"Hello Dumbledore. How may I help you?" She put on a false smile.

"Is your mother home?"

"That's the same question I was asking myself," she replied. She grinned wider, if possible, and turned around. "Mom! Dumbledore's here!" She shouted. Just then her mom hurried out of the kitchen holding a spatula. A pan of gobbly goop was floating behind her. Ginny's stomach turned at the thought that the gobbly goop was probably her lunch.

"Hello Molly dear, I'm so sorry to have to come so unexpectedly and without owling you first, but I need to ask you a favor."

"Anything Albus," Molly replied kindly. She patted her apron down and tucked her hair behind her ears nervously.

"Can we perhaps discuss this in the dining room?" He rose an eyebrow.

"Of course!" Molly replied and led him into the dining room. As Dumbledore walked in, Draco Malfoy walked in behind him holding a black suitcase. Ginny blinked disbelievingly as he looked her way with a sneer.

"Ginny, could you please watch Mr. Malfoy for a few minutes?" Yep. He was really there.

"Umm...sure," Ginny shrugged. This was just too weird. She gave Malfoy a very disapproving look and walked back to her seat and picked up her magazine. Perhaps if she ignored him he would go away...or something. She looked back over her magazine a bit and saw Draco. He was just standing there, he had however, set his suitcase at his side. He was giving the room a very disgusted look. Stupid git, Ginny thought.

"You can sit down you know..." Ginny stated. Draco sighed.

"Where?" He asked, looking around disgustedly.

"Well that's a couch over there." Ginny said slowly, pointing a finger in the general direction of the orange-yellow couch. "They are meant to be sat on."

"Could have fooled me," Malfoy sneered, examining the couch, "Looked more like a pile of clothes."

"Well fine, just stand there," Ginny sighed, "I couldn't care less." She went back to reading her magazine. She looked up a few minutes later to see Malfoy walking over to the couch. She rolled her eyes when Draco was attempting to dust off the couch with his hands. "I can assure you, it is clean." Ginny stated. Draco looked back at her, sneered and then sat down. He looked very uncomfortable and out of place.

"Like music?" Ginny asked after a little while, "I mean, do you like the Wizarding Wireless Network?"

"You can afford the WWN?" Draco asked. Ginny gritted her teeth.

"We aren't that poor," she glared at him. Draco just shrugged.

"Sure, I like music," he said. Ginny grumbled as she turned on the radio again. She then sunk behind her magazine. There was just no being nice to him. A few minutes later Dumbledore and Mrs. Weasley walked out of the kitchen laughing and smiling.

"Thank you, Molly dear, I really owe you."

"Anything I can do to help you, Albus. I'm always here." They hugged and then Dumbledore turned to Malfoy.

"Mr. Malfoy, this will be your home until you go back to school. I'd advise you to be on your best behavior and I'll see you in September."

"What!" Ginny and Draco both said at the same time.

"Good bye Mr. Malfoy. Good bye Molly."

"Bye Albus." He walked out the door and Mrs. Weasley closed it. She looked over at Malfoy and walked over to him.

"If you need anything Draco, just ask," she said kindly.

"I need another place to stay," Draco grumbled under his breath. Mrs. Weasley gave him a sad half-smile and then walked back into the kitchen. There was silence between Draco and Ginny for sometime. Just the sound of the radio playing and Molly cooking in the kitchen could be heard. Ginny shifted in her seat. She felt very awkward. Say something, she told herself, say anything...

"So..." Ginny said allowed. Draco looked over at her. Ginny gulped nervously. Draco rose and eyebrow. "So...why are you here?" Ginny asked.

"None of your business, Weasel," he answered snootily, sticking his nose in the air highly. Ginny had a vague thought that an owl should swoop through the window and chop it off. She grinned behind her magazine. Draco looked back at her. She just shrugged and went back to reading.

"So..." Draco said. Ginny looked back up. "Where is the rest of the population forming in this pit?" Ginny glared at him. She knew he was talking about her brothers.

"Well...they are picking up Harry and Hermione as we speak. They should be back shortly." She replied. "To torture you immensely," she whispered under her breath, but loud enough for him to hear. His eyes narrowed. Just the reaction she wanted.

"Please don't tell me I'm going to have to put up with your fawning over, Potter," Draco replied, "He doesn't like you in the least bit, you know." Ouch, Ginny thought, but she didn't show that it hurt.

"As a matter of fact," Ginny replied just as snootily as Malfoy, "I don't like him anymore and I have a boyfriend."

"You?" Draco seemed near laughing, "You have a boyfriend?" He chuckled a bit and Ginny frowned. "Who would want to go out with you?"

"Dean Thomas," Ginny hissed at him angrily. She cursed herself for dumping Dean Thomas last week because she heard Harry would be staying over and she wanted him to know she was single. Draco laughed at her, but it was more like a cackle. Ginny's hands were shaking with anger and she was straining herself not to throw the magazine at him and maybe roll it up and thwack him a few times.

"At least his father isn't in Azkaban," Ginny hissed throwing the magazine to the ground. That shut Draco up. Ginny gave him a satisfied smile and then stormed upstairs to her room. Once she was in her room she collapsed on the bed and began fiddling with the corner of her pillow.

"Yeah it was a low blow," she said to herself, "But so what, he deserved it." She threw her pillow across the room in frustration. It hit the wall and collapsed to the ground. She stared at it for a minute or two before she was being called.

"Ginny!" her mother called from downstairs, "Ginny come down here!" Ginny sighed and crawled off the bed.

"What is it?" Ginny called from the top of the stairs.

"Come down here," Molly stated. Ginny dragged her way down the stairs and saw the ever-loathsome Malfoy again.

"I need you to show him to Percy's...ahem...former room," Mrs. Weasley requested.

"Fine," Ginny sighed and began walking back up. She heard Malfoy's footsteps echoing hers from behind her.

"You'll pay for that remark about my father," Draco said, mid-way up the stairs.

"Oh god, oh woe is me. I'm sooo scared," Ginny replied with no merit.

"I'm serious," Draco hissed, grabbing her hand to stop her and he pulled her really close to him. Ginny came eye-to-eye with his steel grey eyes that were looking piercingly through her. "You don't know anything about my father so I'd appreciate it if you didn't insult my family because you know nothing about them," he hissed. Ginny took a calming breath.

"Personally, I don't give a shit about what your appreciate. When you stop insulting my family and my father, that'll be the day when I stop insulting yours," Ginny hissed at him. Draco let go of her angrily and Ginny stepped up one of the stairs. She gave him one last look before opening the door on her left and gestured for him to go in. Draco sneered and walked through the door. He looked around the room. It was one of the cleanest in the house, everything was very orderly.

"Hope you enjoy it," she said and slammed the door closed and went into her room that was right across the hall and closed the door behind her.

Later Ginny was sitting in her room flipping through the magazine she had eventually went and retrieved from downstairs and was sitting on her bed listening to Numb, a song by Linkin Park. She turned the music down when she thought she heard something from outside her room. There were muffled voices, but she could hear them talking.

"Hello, Malfoy." Ginny jumped up out of bed. It was Ron. She walked over to the door and pressed her ear to it.

"Ron...just leave him alone," Hermione said.

"We're going to make sure to make this the worst summer of your life, Malfoy," Harry had answered. Ginny opened the door and they all turned around to look at her.

"Hey Harry, Hermione," Ginny said.

"Hey Gin," Hermione and Harry both replied.

"Umm...Malfoy...I didn't finish that...er...tour of the house that I have to show you." Ginny made up. Draco rose and eyebrow, but then went along with it.

"Oh yeah, right."

"Follow me," Ginny said walking down the stairs, Malfoy followed. "And this is Fred and George's room, they do come on occasions to visit so we don't let anyone use it. Not that we would, lord only knows they may have places that you can't stand for longer than 5 minutes before it turns your into some flamingo or something..." She stepped down to the last step. "You're welcome," Ginny said smugly once they got to the bottom of the stairs.

"I never asked for your help," Draco replied.

"Of course you didn't," Ginny rolled her eyes and walked outside.

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