-Harry Potter does not belong to me. The only thing that belongs to me is this idea. And maybe a few characters later in the story.

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Ginny awoke from her dream. It was the same one she'd been having every day since the incident on the train. It had been a week, but Ginny could still feel Draco's cold hand around her throat.

She put the dream to the back of her mind where she wished that it would stay. Ginny reached over to her bedside table and picked up her watch. 4:30AM glowed a bright red. She groaned. I always seem to wake up early here. She didn't really understand why. This was her own room, which meant no annoying gossip about how unbelievably hot Harry was or that Draco was a god in ways that Ginny didn't want to think about. So, why would she wake up early here and not in her old room? She wasn't sure.

Ginny sighed, and slid out of bed. She knew from experience that she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. So, she pulled off her PJs and jumped into the warmth of the bath that she prepared the night before, knowing that she'd wake early. She played with red and blue tinted bubbles, wasting time before school started.

School had become very stressful for Ginny. Headmistress McGonagall had moved her up a year due to the fact that classes were extremely easy for her and didn't have to work hard to get good grades. Well I certainly have to work hard now! She was still doing well, but she actually had to work hard to keep up with the older students. She smirked when she remembered the other students' reactions from exactly one week ago, especially one blue eyed, blond haired boy.

Flashback

Ginny walked quickly to her first class. Potions, she thought with dread. She stood outside the door in the dungeons, waiting for everyone else to arrive. She was even earlier than the potions teacher, Professor Snape.

She leaned against the cold, stone wall and closed her eyes. Not two seconds after she started to relax, a voice startled her.

"What are you doing here Ginerva Weasley?" Draco asked with annoyance and curiosity filling his voice. "Stalking me, eh?" he said with a sarcastic tone.

Ginny pushed herself away from the wall as she opened her brown eyes that just seemed to darken when he was present. "Waiting for class to begin, of course. And why do you insist on calling me by my full name?"

"Ah, but this class is a 7th year class. You happen to be a 6th year if I remember correctly," Draco said with pure delight of witnessing Ginny's mistake. She noticed that he completely ignored her second question, but didn't bother to pester him with it. It was better than the littlest weasel.

"Yes, well, I may be a 6th year, but McGonagall decided to have me take 7th year classes because my current classes weren't challenging enough. Not that you need to know, considering that it doesn't involve you in any way what so ever," said Ginny as a smile crept across her face. She couldn't help but giggle at the gaping Malfoy standing before her. He resembled a fish waiting for food to enter its mouth, but a very cute fish he made. She couldn't believe that she thought of her enemy as cute. Why do I keep thinking these stupid thoughts!?

Ginny noticed that Draco recovered from his fish-like state, with a smirk in its place. Man, he's cute even when he smirks like that. What!! I need to stop thinking all together. It'd be so much easier that way. Ginny flung her head from side to side and then looked up when someone cleared their throat rather loudly. Ginny looked up to see Snape looking down at her. She felt sadness wash over her as she entered the classroom, and her conversation with Draco was terminated.

End of Flashback

She sighed as the water seemed to go cold around her. She stepped out of the bathtub and wrapped a warm, green towel around her. I love green and black. She smiled to herself as she walked back into her bedroom, happy once again.

She pulled on a silky green tank top and jeans that were splattered with silver glitter. She also tied a black lace choker around her neck and slipped a silver ring with a bright emerald onto her middle finger.

Ginny finally finished preparing for her day and checked her watch again. 6:00, just late enough for breakfast, but early enough for her to avoid most of the other students. She jogged happily out of her room into the hallway and ran straight into an unknowing Draco Malfoy. She landed on top of him on the floor. She was so shocked about her current position with a person of the opposite sex, not to mention her worst enemy, that she couldn't move. She just stared into the steely eyes of Draco.

Draco Malfoy's POV

Draco exited his room, happy with himself for waking up so early, knowing that very people would be up this soon. Draco didn't feel like being sociable after his long night by himself. He was always cranky when he didn't get his way in the silent night within the domain of his room.

So, when Draco saw a flash of red and ended up on the ground, he didn't mind much. Well, he did rather hate the fact that his robes were touching the disgusting ancient floors, but that was beside the point. What mattered was that a girl was laying on top of him, breathing at a rather quick rate. Amazingly enough, this girl did not get up off of him, but just laid there in a daze. After deliberating, Draco made his choice. Even though she was a well shaped and beautiful girl, she was still a Weasley. Therefore, he decided to play around with her.

"Well, I didn't know you felt this way about me, Ginerva Weasley," Draco said as he put his plan into action. And it worked rater well, too. Ginny's face turn pink at his rude commit, and bit her lip with embarrassment. Draco rolled over on top of Ginny and pinned her arms against the floor. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear while inhaling a beautiful mixture of roses and berries. "Would you like me to kiss you now, Ginerva Weasley?"

Ginny's eyes widened and her body tensed under his. "Wha..?" she murmured. All she did was stare into his eyes with confusion and a bit of hunger.

Draco didn't bother to repeat himself. He just leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. She struggled to resist him at first, but then gave in to her darker side. She started to kiss him back, and he chose this moment to retreat. She gave a small whine, wanting to continue. Draco was amazed at the reaction that he had on her. He once again whispered in her ear. "Do you enjoy that, Ginerva Weasley?" He felt her nod and he smiled. "Good, because it will never happen again." Then, he got up and left her lying on the cold stone floor with her eyes closed and breathing heavily.