DISCLAIMER: I own nothing… well maybe one or two OC's but I haven't decided yet.

Authors note: be gentle with me it's my first time.

Chapter #1

"RONALD WEASELY! HARRY POTTER! I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU, YOU HAVE GONE TOO FAR!" The Gryffindor common room fell silent and everyone looked toward the fuming Red haired girl standing in the doorway green eyes practically spitting. The two boys in question paled considerably over their chess match, and looked toward their bushy haired friend for help.

" Don't even try to get me involved boys I told you not to. I told you she'd be right pissed. But did you listen to me? No you did not" Hermione said in her no nonsense tone.

" Now Gin there's nothing to be getting your knickers in a twist over" Harry said in his most soothing tone in an attempt to avoid a "" worthy temper tantrum. The attempt failed miserably.

"NOTHING TO GET MY KNICKERS IN A TWIST OVER? ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT YOU AND MY DEAR BROTHER DIDN'T THREATEN MY BOYFRIEND INTO BREAKING UP WITH ME?" Many of the Gryffindors cringed at the shrill voice. Harry had the good sense not to say anything. However Ron for whatever reason; perhaps too many bumps on the head from his older brothers did not.

" 'Threaten' is a bit too strong of a word. We simply told him a Hufflepuff with virtually no skill in Quiditch or with a wand was not good enough for you and we… er… 'suggested' he break it off with you before any 'unpleasantries'… er… befell him."

Harry smacked his hand to his forehead once Ron had finished his incredibly stupid speech. They were in big trouble now and he braced himself for the scolding he was going to receive and the rather large-scale argument that would predictably occur between Ginny and Ron.

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The blond Slytherin dressed in a tight fitting white t-shirt that didn't help conceal his broad shoulders and muscled stomach a tan Dragon skin jacket and loose fitting dark wash jeans that hung at his hips making his silky Calvin Klein boxer waistband show just a little above his jeans entered the seventh year dormitory. Yes he was gorgeous and yes he was thoroughly peeved. He strode passed his old followers Crabbe and Goyle. Sparing them a cold glance. Ever since his father had been killed in the final battle Draco had stopped associating with them and had made a real friend. It was this friend that Draco plopped down beside with complete disregard for the well being off his expensive attire. Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy were most definitely the sexiest men in Slytherin if not the whole school. They were both tall and well built but where one had pale hair and pale eyes the other had dark hair and dark eyes.

" So… you finally made it away from the groupies." Blaise said shooting a glance at Draco. Blaise was one of few people who had could get away with teasing the slytherin king without fear of the nasty temper. Perhaps it was because they had become like brothers over the past two years...or possibly it was because Blaise, with the exception of Harry Potter was the only person in the school that could match Draco in a fistfight or with magic… more likely it was a healthy mixture of both.

" You know Zabini I am so over all these girls after me for my money. I mean the only reason the Slytherin girls don't kill me in my sleep for being a traitor to Voldemort's cause is because they hope that I will someday marry one of them. And the only reason any of the other girls in any of the houses don't runaway at the sight of me is because they hope I'll marry them someday and they can have my money… well that and the fact that I am extremely good looking but that's not the point. There isn't a single girl in that mob of crazies out there that appeals to me."

" Oh come on Malfoy. There are girls out there you just don't know where to find them. Besides you can't honestly tell me that they don't appeal to you. You've slept with enough of them"

" Hey birds gotta fly, Fish gotta swim and boys gotta have sex. So if there are so many girls out there who does the infamous Blaise Zabini have his eyes on?" Draco asked

" Nobody" Blaise answered too quickly

" Bullshit. You can't lie to me Zabini I am the master of deception. Now who is it? Or I'll tell everyone that you had sex with Eloise Midgen." Draco threatened glancing up at his friend who was sprawled out on his bed. Blaise went three shades paler.

" Alright you bloody extortionist I'll tell you. But you gotta promise you won't royally flip out." Blaise said lowering his voice. Draco stood up and walked over to the storage area between his and Blaise's beds and pulled out a butterbeer. Unwinding the stop he took a swig considering the request. If his friend was that worried about it this couldn't be good.

"Sure I promise" Draco said after he swallowed.

"Hmmne grrng" Blaise muttered out of the corner of his mouth totally unintelligibly.

"Sorry I didn't quite catch that" Draco said raising an eyebrow. Blaise sighed and took a second to answer. Draco took a big mouthful of butterbeer. Unfortunately it was at that moment that Blaise chose to repeat himself.

" I said Hermione Granger." Blaise said. Nothing could have prepared him for the reaction he got. Draco spat the butterbeer all over the place. And half choking half laughing he fell to his knees shaking uncontrollably unable to breathe. It wasn't until he noticed that Blaise hadn't joined him that he realized his friend was serious.

"Your bloody serious aren't you?" Draco asked. Blaise nodded slowly. "how long have you uh… been uh.. feeling this way?"

"Two weeks." Blaise muttered unable to meet the incredulous eyes of his blond buddy. He was expecting a very bad reaction from Malfoy but much to his relief Draco just stood up and looked down at him.

" your bloody bonkers. Lets go down for lunch and perhaps you'll catch a glimpse of the object of your affection… and perhaps I'll discover mine"

A/N ( I'm hoping to make Draco cocky but I dunno if he'll be much like the guy from J.K's series)

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Given the fact that it was Saturday most students were dressed in normal clothes.

Ginny was wearing a denim skirt that came just above her knee. She was 5"7 but unlike most girls most of her height was in her legs meaning if she wore the average mini skirt she would look more than slightly on the slutty side. The length of the skirt she wore was perfect for her. With her skirt she was wearing a red V-necked t-shirt that emphasized her small waist and flattered her curves. She let her long wavy layered hair hang free down her back and let it tumble around her shoulders. She was a beauty but thanks to Harry and her brother most boys stayed away from her. She was deep in thought as she was leaving the great hall. She'd come down slightly early to beat the lunch rush. She didn't want to listen to Harry apologize or put up with Ron's sullen silence. She wasn't that angry with them anymore she was just annoyed that they had scared away one of few boys able to put up with her independent nature. Although they had had a point Lucas Sharp wasn't much of a wizard. It wasn't until she walked into a hard object head first and a pair of strong arms kept her from falling over backwards that Ginny was jerked harshly back to the present.

She looked up to see who she had bumped into. Green eyes met Grey ones. The strong arms slowly let go of her. Draco Malfoy took a step back and then allowed his eyes to do a slow descent from hers all the way down her body pausing briefly at her chest and then again at her legs before slowly making their way all the way back up. He whispered something that sounded suspiciously like "Damn".

"Well now that you've had a good long look do you mind getting out of my way?" Ginny snapped unnerved by the way the Slytherin had studied her and also by his lack of insults he was after all a Malfoy and Malfoys did tend to insult Weaselys.

Draco said nothing he just smirked with a devilish glint in his eye that anyone that knew him would have recognized. He stepped slightly to the side giving her enough room to pass him. Just barely though so that she was forced to pass much closer than she wanted to her chest brushing him ever so slightly. His eyes followed her until she was out of sight. Admiring her legs and the natural grace with which she carried herself.

" Why helllooo Ginevra" Draco muttered quietly as Blaise hauled him into the great hall shooting him amused looks as he practically dragged the blond boy to their table. This could get very interesting the dark haired boy thought to himself.

***Well here it is I hope you enjoyed it. Please R&R