I do not own neither "Harry Potter" books, nor the characters.

This fanfiction is AU (Alternative Universe), despite the fact that all the characters have the same names, age diference and descriptions. The only change is Draco has a brother named Michael, one year younger.

Hope you enjoy my story, I hope you can understand everything even with typos or gramatical errors, but English is not my native language (I try the best I can =D)

xoxo*

Chapter 1

Ginny was excited. It was the day of her first date with Michael. She did not know whether he liked him or not, but he seemed to be a good guy. He was funny and made her laugh. Seemed determined to get her and Ginny didn't disliked the attention.

They had arranged to meet in the small hotel that his parents ran near the center of London. Ginny had never been into that hotel, and when she was little always imagined how it would be like inside. How was the life there. Fantasized about painted high ceilings, long curtains, lifts with fluffy red carpets and mirrors.

When she arrived, she felt her palms sweating from the nerves. She entered and found herself shivering with the cooler environment when compared to the external almost-heat of August. Ginny approached the counter and said "I'm supposed to meet Michael here, you know where he is?"

Before the woman had a chance to open her mouth and speak, a voice from behind said "He had to go run some errands for his parents"

Ginny turned. Almost blushed when she saw the boy who had just spoken to her. He was the most beautiful boy she had ever seen before. Not that Michael wasn't pretty - after all, any girl in school would cut off a leg if that ensured her a date with him - but this one was different. His nose was narrow like a model or television actor, nor full neither thin lips, long platinum hair and the greyest eyes she had ever seen. He reached out his hand to shake her's, and she almost didn't realize what to do in the midst of her distraction.

"I am Draco. Michael's older brother"

Clumsy, Ginny shook his hand and tried to smile without looking like an idiot.

"I am Ginny. Michael's friend"

"Well, Ginny, Michael's friend" he said in his calm and melodic voice "He just left a while ago, so he won't be back very soon, I think. If you want to you can wait here. Or I can suggest a tour around the hotel if you don't want to be alone and bored"

"Yes, a tour would be interesting" said Ginny promptly. He seemed to guess what was on her mind and only the entrance hall already fascinated her.

Draco turned on his heels and began to walk while talking with her, but Ginny hardly assimilated anything. She limited her actions to shaking her head and saying "Yeah, sure" while he talked and gesticulated to show her the dining room or the double staircase leading to the first floor or that painting that belonged to a great exhibit, offered by a friend of the family.

Ginny studied his smiles, gestures, the looks on his eyes. He fascinated her. Each time their eyes met, she wanted to blush and hide. It was so stupid to feel this way. He was obviously older and probably had a girlfriend. If he didn't, surely there would be many in queue. He wouldn't find a 17 year-old girl that intriguing.

"So, are you dating Michael?" he asked casually, as they walked down a narrow hallway full of doors.

"Yes, we agreed to go out tonight" she replied, a little embarrassed.

"So you'll be his next girlfriend" concluded Draco, his hands inside his light blue jeans pockets.

"That is a bit premature" Ginny replied, with her right hand tight around the handle of her purse "I don't know if I like him enough yet"

"Cool" Draco gave her a cryptic smile and opened a pair of doors in front of them.

Ginny's face lit up. It was a giant room, and she had no idea it could fit into that small hotel. It seemed like it came out of a movie, the walls decorated with drawings of gardens and vines and flowers, a giant crystal chandelier coming down from the ceiling, large windows that went from the ceiling to the floor, white sash, wood floor so varnished that it could almost reflect her image.

Ginny covered her mouth with her hands, took a few steps forward and turned around herself trying to absorb everything her eyes touched. Draco leaned against the door and stood with a funny expression on his face.

"This is the Reception Hall. Hardly used today. Only for weddings sometimes" he said, walking towards her.

"But it's so beautiful" Ginny said, amazed. Surely she had never seen any room as beautiful, she never even imagined it could exist. "I can only imagine how it would be having a party here, dancing here"

He turned on his heels again, and walked to a corner where laid an old stereo. He bent down to put on a CD. Ginny sat on a chair and watched him. Soon Claire de Lune started echoing around the room, the volume not too high, probably to avoid attention from the people outside.

She heard the sound of his screeching AllStar on the floor while he walked back. She looked shocked when he gave an exaggerated bow and said:

"May I have the pleasure of this dance?"

"But I can't dance" she replied, while he grabbed her hand and pulled her close.

Her heart jumped. The scent of his perfume struck her nose and made her feel almost high, and she could feel his body leaning towards hers underneath the Simpsons t-shirt, and without thinking she laid her free hand on his shoulder.

At the same time he placed his free hand on her back, the tips of his fingers touching the tip of her long red hair. She looked up, her brown eyes wide, as he watched her with a carefree smile and said "It is easy. Just follow me"

Indeed, it seemed easy when he was leading. She almost forgot the dance classes on sixth grade where he spent the whole time stepping on her partner's feet. While looking into his eyes, she almost forgot she had her hair still tousled from the wind outside and probably smelled like salty air of the river instead of the perfume she forgot to put before she left her home. That her t-shirt was old and worn out like the rags on her jeans.

"It's really easy" she said, laughing, as he led her around the open space.

"I told you so" he answered, somewhat cocky.

"So this is where you take the girls you want to impress" she joked.

"You got it right"

"Do they fall on your feet everytime?"

"Most of the time, yes" he gave her a big white smile. Could he possibly be any less dreamy?

The music speed increased and the movements of the duo followed the sound. Taken aback, Ginny stumbled but Draco didn't let her fall, grabbing her by the shoulder with the hand that had been grasping hers. She looked into his eyes and said, flustered "Thank you"

"You're welcome"

Ginny felt lost looking into his eyes, her heart beating faster as she felt his hand move from her shoulder to her face, pushing a strand of hair away.

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, she thought as she felt him leaning and approaching her face. The kiss seemed imminent. But of course, even if she wanted it, she had to ruin it. She only had time to turn her face before she sneezed.

He turned away and burst into laughter. She blushed like a tomato while muttered I'm sorries behind her covered face.

"What's going on here?"

They stopped and looked at the door. Michael, his brown hair tousled and his green inquisitive and suspicious eyes looking at them.

"I was just entertaining your friend until you came back" Draco became more tense, his expression duller than it had ever been during his time alone with Ginny.

"It was unnecessary" Michael mumbled, clearly uncomfortable. Ginny approached him. "Shall we go?"

"S-sure" she muttered, flustered, following him out.

"I talk with you later, brother" Michael said to Draco, before closing the door behind him.