A/N: YAY! Second chapter! Whootz! I never thought I'd go this far!! I already have plotbunnies for 3 different fanfics!! one is d/g and h/g another is k/o n da last one is harry n ginnys daughter...sorta gross...but it'll work out. Anyways, heres chap 2!! Sorta slow...I'll speed things up later.

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING. (haha! Nothing...sorry inside joke.)

Chapter 2

Carrot,

Meet me by the lake half an hour before dinner ends.

The Great One

"AHAhHAhHAhhh! Oh my Merlin, who does he think he is?!" Ginny's messy knot of red hair flung around as she laughed.

"Who?" Colin looked at Ginny, with a what-in-the-world-is-wrong-with-you- but-I'm-not-going-to-ask-because-you're-scary look on his face.

"Nothing. Just a note I got from someone," She smiled at him after calming a bit. Great One? HAHAHA...great one my FOOT...

"Well if it's nothing you better pay attention now! Professor Lupin is teaching us about the affects of curses and counter-curses colliding"

Professor Remus Lupin had came to fill in as the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher until Dumbledore can find another teacher due to Dumbledore's request. He was still busy with the Order, but this way he can keep a closer look at Harry without being too obvious, plus he can teach students to protect themselves, since the Dark Lord has arisen once again.

"If Witch A performs the Cruciatus Curse on Witch B, and Witch B counters the curse with 'Euphorios', the curse will be deflected. That is only true if Witch B is stronger or of equal powers with Witch A though. If Witch A is stronger, the curses will collide and still hit Witch B. If it hits Witch B, Witch B will lose her short term memory of the incident and possibly up to days or months before. If Witch B is really weak, or if Witch A is extremely powerful, the counter curse will not work. "Euphorios" is a new counter-curse, recently founded by Dr. Drake Remoray but the actual abilities of this counter curse has only been tested in the lab and in truth, no one honestly know how useful it is. Although we don't know, many great witches and wizards still suffer from the Cruciatus Curse today, so the "Euphorios" is step towards a better world." Professor Lupin lectured at the front of the classroom.

Ginny listened intently, aside from the fact that she is a top student, she has always been fascinated by dark arts and defence against it. To become an Auror is one of her life goals. Especially ever since first year and her encounter with Tom Riddle, she wanted to be able to defend herself and not become her family and Harry's burden.

A pretty girl with dark hair raises her hand, receiving a signal from Lupin, she asks, "Will the wizard ever gain his memory back?"

"As far as research has proven, that is not possible, but the brain has amazing powers. In many cases of amnesia, a syndrome that muggles get that makes them lose their memory; the person will recollect his or her memory. It is very likely that with enough help and things to trigger the victim's brain, his or her memory will return," Ginny replied without realizing she was still in class.

"Very good Miss Weasley!" Lupin clapped lightly for her.

"Oh sorry...I forgot we were still in class...I guess I pulled a Hermione again?" Ginny shamefully lowered her head as a few of the Slytherins gave her looks.

"Yes, you have indeed pulled a Miss Granger, but anyways, class dismissed!" Lupin chuckled as the class filed out of the room.

"COLINNNNNN!!!! LET'S GO!!! DINNER TIME! I'M STARVING!!! STARVING!! I CAN EAT A HIPPO!!" Ginny yelled as she practically dragged Colin out of the class by hood of his cloak.

"Hippos taste like chicken," Seamus Finnegan announced as he came out of his classroom with Dean Thomas and heard Ginny's loud voice.

"I don't know about hippos, but I know that alligators do," Neville added, "my grandmother used to make alligator porridge..."

"That's just GROSS!" Ron said while coming out of the same classroom, and then he stopped to scrunch up his freckled face.

"Ron! You're blocking the doorway..." Hermione gave him her Look, the one with slight frustration that means I-won't-help-you-with-your-homework-if- you-don't-do-what-I-tell-you.

"Hey Harry!" Ginny let Colin get away and waved happily at Harry as he stepped out of the classroom to avoid Ron and Hermione's bickering.

"Hey Gin-Gin, let's get to the dining hall," Harry said, helping her with her heavy books.

Ginny smiled a thank-you and led the group of Gryffindors the Dining Hall.

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At the Dining hall, they had their usual dinner with Ron and Hermione bickering while the team was discussing quidditch with occasional comments coming from Ron.

Ginny checked her watch and realized she was already five minutes late and headed out to meet up with "The Great One".

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Malfoy tapped his foot impatiently as he sat on the boulder waiting for Ginny Weasley.

Who does that Weasley think she is to have such a handsome man waiting for her?!

At this thought, he turned to leave figuring there was no point to wait for someone who obviously disregarded him. But just as he was getting ready to jump off the boulder, he saw Ginny waving and running towards to him. He smirked slightly and sat back down to face the lake, and a loud crashing sound caused him to turn once again to face Ginny.

"Oww...it's not that late is it? I can see the stars already." Ginny had tripped with her books flying everywhere and fell flat on her face.

Malfoy jumped off the boulder and knelt beside her and flipped her over. Poking her delicately in the stomach, not to ruin his beautiful fingers, he tested for her consciousness "Weasley? Carrot? Red? Weasel? Weaslette? Brat?"

Oh no...What if she's dead?! Weasleys don't DIE that easily do they? I mean, if they can survive with such primitive technology at the Weasley's Burrow.

Her eyes were still closed and had a large red mark on her face. She made a sound and tried to push herself up from the ground. Swinging her head a little too fast, she hit her head again, this time onto Draco's head.

"Sorry..." she said lightly as she fell again, this time backwards, and her head landed right on Draco's lap.

"My nose! AHH! My beautiful nose! Ugh...Weaslette wake up!" he quickly fixed his nose with a healing spell that he learned from his quidditch team. Draco lifted Ginny's head from his lap holding her tiny head that had an excessive amount of red hair, only to drop it when her eyes began to flutter.

"Oww...Jeez...I almost broke your nose but you don't have to drop me again! Two head injuries in one day is quite enough, now you have to make it three. You really hate me don't you?" Ginny joked as she sat up slowly this time, making sure she didn't hit anything.

"You said so yourself, you almost broke my beautiful nose! You're darn lucky I knew how to fix it, or else you'd have to pay, and I'm sure you would not be able to afford it."

"Implying your nose costed a fortune? Those Cosmetic Wizards these days...they're so overated!"

"Shut up Weasley."

"Ahaha...okay...sorry for hitting you though," Ginny smiled sincerely at Draco only to receive a stony expression from him in return.

Then Draco stood up and looked at Ginny who was still sitting on the ground rubbing her forehead.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" He had lifted her to send her to the boulder.

"WHAT THE!!!!!!? MALFOY! LET ME DOWN! I CAN WALK YOU KNOW!" Ginny yelled out at the blonde boy who carelessly lifted her to send her onto the large boulder.

"Yah right you can walk. Look at her ankle, its so swollen it's thicker than an elephants," Draco replied coldly. That stupid brat, I'm trying to help her and she's yelling at me?

"Oh...okay...sorry," Ginny gingerly took off her loafer and socks to reveal a purplish swelling ankle, "let me add that it's a purple elephant's ankle!"

Draco just smirked his trademark smirk and muttered a healing spell that immediately deflated her ankle and got it back to its original color.

"Thank you..." Ginny smiled gratefully. He's not THAT bad. HE does have problems with communication though. "Anyways, what are we doing today again?"

"I think I'll have to start with walking. Since you obviously don't know how to," Draco gave her a smug look and started towards the castle.

"ARGH! There was a rock there!!!!!! Where are you going? I thought we were going to practice right here!" Ginny ran to catch up to Draco, whose long legs carry him a lot faster than Ginny's can carry her.

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"Why are we practicing in your room?" Ginny said as she stepped into Draco's room, "you're not even head boy! Why do you have your own room?"

"Well, I was prefect for two years, plus, don't you think that was a rather unintelligent question considering my status?" Draco replied her The Look that clearly stated oh-my-Merlin-how-stupid-are-you.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. I-am-all-that," Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Anyways, put your stuff down and just walk across the room for me," He sat down on his bed that was covered with black sheets of the finest silk, always and only the best.

Ginny put down her bags and books and studied the room. It was simple yet elegant, classy and clean, it gave people a sense of darkness, but a very comforting darkness. She noticed that his bed was covered by black sheets with embroidery of a silver dragon. The canopy was made of a gun metal colored, silvery silk. On his bed, she could see his dark hunter green jimjams, and of course, surprise! They were made of silk too. Not only his bed was tidy, everywhere else was spotless. There was a couch made of dragon hide and a coffee table made of ebony. The table matched the desk where all his schoolwork was. The walls were colored with a silvery dark green but were barely visible as most of his walls were lined with shelves of books and more books. Neat freak. Nerd. Wow, I'd never had thought Malfoy would read so much! Then again, as much as I hate to admit it, he knows a lot more than me. Wow...are those muggle books? The Da Vinci Code? Girl with Pearl Earring? Wow...he's not so bad afterall.

"Are you done marveling at my room? I designed it myself," he looked at her astonished face, her eyes were wider than quarters and her mouth slightly gaping open.

"I knew you had a gay side in you!" Ginny exclaimed suddenly, wiping Draco's smug look off his face.

"What in the world are you talking about Carrothead?" He tried to collect himself, but her comment really caught him off guard.

"Well...for one thing, you slick your blonde hair back with so much effort, no straight men can possibly bother with. Then you design your own room, and its actually livable! This sort of creativity just doesn't flow with testosterone! Thirdly...you read MARTHA STEWART MAGAZINES! There MUST be a strong steady flow of estrogen in you for that to happen! Trust me, I know straight men, I've lived with seven of them all my life, and recently, eight if you count Harry," Ginny congratulated herself for careful analysis only to have Draco throw The Look at her once again.

"Well, little one, you don't know men very well. You barely have enough estrogen and you're judging others about their level of testosterone? If you really must know how much of a man I am, you can join me here on this bed," he said seductively and lightly patted at the spot beside him knowing this will throw Ginny off guard.

"Oh, we'll just have to see about that!" Gryffindor bravery.

He looked at her, surprised at her reaction. He wouldn't have done anything to her, one because she's a Weasley and two...I think I'll keep reason two a secret.

She knew he wouldn't do anything, she just wanted to scare him. And she was mighty proud of the his reaction to her response. Looks like this won't be as bad as I thought! Ferret boy still knows how to have some fun. She leaped out of the bed and reminded Malfoy of the reason why she was in his room in the first place.

"Yah...practice walking, walk once for me." Draco had shook all astonishment from himself and returned to his composed old self.

Ginny's clumsiness is not world known for nothing, she walked awkwardly, or rather, waddled awkwardly across the room.

Oh help me Merlin, this girl is hopeless...she doesn't even know how to walk like a normal person!

"Okay Malfoy, I know you think I can't walk. But you said you're going to help me! So let the lessons commence!" Ginny had her arms on her hips as if trying to impose some authority over the handsome blonde.

Malfoy stood up and his six feet frame towered over her, yet he walked swiftly across the room ever so gracefully.

WHOA. See? I told you he's gay.

"That's walking. And here's walking like a lady," Malfoy had his shoulders back, his chest high, stomach tucked in with his head held high while he rolled his hips and practically floated across the room.

"SEE?! I TOLD YOU HE'S GAY!" Ginny looked at Malfoy with amazement.

"Excuse me?" Draco raised an eyebrow (a/n: perfectly plucked? Heh...he's not ACTUALLY gay...but he only deserves perfect eyebrows!) at her, "go on, your turn, you sorry excuse for a female."

She followed his suit and strolled through the room rolling her hips.

Ok, she is very obviously female physically. "Head high! Shoulders back! Don't slouch! Smaller steps...Walk in a straight line! Better...Tummy in! Chest high!" Draco continuously picked on Ginny's posture, he was lucky she wasn't a particularly dull girl, or else he might have to teach her for weeks. In fact, he was very fortunate that she was actually a very clever girl, catching onto what he taught her quickly. He just liked picking at her. What else are Weasleys for?

"I'm tired..." Ginny whined to Draco.

"Tired? Here, take the book and put it on the top of you head, it'll keep your head high and steps steady," Draco smirked.

"Ugh...you're evil!" Ginny obeyed and walked a few more walks around the room. "Seriously, I'm really tired now...I thought you wanted to visit the Muggle world! Let's get to it!"

"Tonight? It's already nine thirty pm, there's no way we can leave the castle. I was thinking more about Hogsmeade weekends..." The little Weaslette once again surprised Draco.

"Well...you know how to apparate right?" Ginny questioned him.

"Of course I do, but do YOU? Anyways, if we both can, Hogwarts is protected and theres no way we can apparate...unless...but I don't remember where I had put it."

"Unless what?" Ginny was holding a translucent blue pebble in her tiny hand, "unless we have an apparation charm stone?" She grinned slyly and shot Draco his very own smug look.

"How did you get one?!" The surprises Weaslette gave him seemed to be unlimited.

"I don't have two prankster brothers for nothing you know, anyways, this charm can carry two, so let's go!" Ginny held her hand out, but just as Malfoy was about to put his hand over hers she snapped it close. "Actually no. We have to change first! Going in school robes would be just weird."

"What now? Where are we going?" Draco was beginning to lose his patience.

"We're going to relax. Release the beast! And go hit the dance floors at Britain's nightclubs!" Ginny's childish grin stretched widely across her face showing off her deep dimples that were situated on each side of her cheeks.

"Dancing? I don't know how to dance muggle style." His pretty face was scrunched up into a frown.

"You don't have to know! You'll just catch the flow once you get there! And HEY! That sort of rhymed!" She was still overly ecstatic in his opinion, "Okay, since I don't have my clothes here, I'll just have to transfigure my school robes..." With a swoosh of her wand, her boring school robes turned into a pair of white baggy capris and a small white tank top.

"Your turn to change!" She was about to change his robes when he cut in.

"I have my own clothes here you know..." He casually took out a pair of tight green leather trousers, proudly designed by Donatella Versace and a sexy black sleeveless Armani tank top.

"Rich kids..." Ginny rolled her eyes and fixed her gorgeous red hair into a high messy bun. She had on a pair of white phat farm shoes and an armband. She was ready to rock!

Draco wasn't bad either; his attire was completed with a pair of Mags leather shoes, a Cartier watch, and a silver pendant that was hanging onto his neck with the help of a black dragon hide string.

I still think he's gay. GREEN LEATHER TROUSERS...and FREAKIN' TIGHT TOO...what is he thinking?! But the worst part is...he looks darn sexy in them...Merlin help him...the gay ones are always the gorgeous ones...what would his family think? Maybe I should help him come out of the closet. But no time to worry! We must get going! "Here, hold onto my hand, we're going to go now!" Ginny held out her hand, this time allowing Draco to hold it and together they apparated to the club.

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A/N: awww man...no ones readin it! I feel bad=(