A/N: Don't own anything but two fat Labrador retrievers, Duncan & Kandi. J.K. Rowling owns H.P., all his friends & his shenanigans.

Chapter 2

Ginny sat watching wizards and witches bustle down Diagon Alley. Five days ago she left the Burrow, fleeing Harry Potter's mood swings, and disrespect. She had gotten several letters from him pleading her to come back, that he was sorry, and that he would change. She read the first two, but burned the rest. She enjoyed not having chores, or testing new candies. Ginny would often visit Fred and George's shop, but not for very long, for Harry was hanging out with them many days.

There was a sudden commotion, Ginny stood from her chair and placed her coffee cup on its saucer. Her wand was readily in her hand. She heard screaming, and though her head was telling her go inside for safety, while her body screamed help them. She got to the scene and found several people bleeding in the street, some were dead. "What happened," She screamed at the shop owner, who shook their head quickly. "What did it feel like-- the spell? What did it feel like?" Ginny asked to no one in particular, rushing around the lying bodies, turning them over examining and healing their wounds, a majority were dead. A Healer came behind her and followed suit. "What spell was it?" He asked Ginny didn't acknowledge him. He would figure it out.

She reached the final victim. He was laying face down; his platinum blonde hair was vaguely familiar. She turned him over safely, and discovered it was Draco Malfoy. She was thinking about moving back to another victim, but thought better of it. Malfoy looked very peaceful, rested, she hoped he wasn't dead, and then wondered why she thought that. A sworn enemy, dead, that would be grand. She tapped him a few times, holding his head in her lap. "Malfoy, Malfoy, wake up," Ginny couldn't help feeling attracted to this evil rat. She laced her fingers through his hair, like she used to do for Harry while he slept. She stopped, realizing he was waking up.

"Get your filthy blood-traitor hands off of me." Malfoy said wearily and sat up on his own. Ginny sat back shell shocked.

"I was trying to help you, you idiot," She looked over him once more, noticing he had a small cut on his cheek. Ginny pointed her wand at it.

"What do you think you're doing Weaselette?" Malfoy pushed her wand away. In return Ginny pressed her fingers against his cut. "Ow! What the hell?" Malfoy's hand flew back up to his face, where Ginny caught it, then cast a healing spell on his cut. She pressed her fingers against it again. Draco's hand tightened around Ginny's.

"Does it hurt now?" She asked pushing him off her lap, but her hand lingered in his, "That's what I was doing, you ungrateful git."

"What happened?" The Healer, Beakin, asked Malfoy, who let go of Ginny's hand, "Who was it?"

"I was walking down Diagon Alley when your boyfriend—"Malfoy started,

"Ex-boyfriend!" Ginny interrupted. Malfoy raised his eyebrows and smirked.

"Ex-boyfriend, Pothead, started yelling about how I'm evil, and how dare I walk on his street. I honestly think he's gone loopy, err, loopier than normal. Anyway, I said a couple things, and then he pulled his wand on me and started casting spells like crazy. Some of his missed me, some of mine ricocheted, and I heard an Unforgivable Curse, Avada Kadavra, come from him, because in no way am I dumb enough to do that. Potty's got horrible aim," Ginny looked skeptic, "I was hit, and then woke up in the blood-traitor's lap. Gross." Malfoy got up off the street, fixed his hair, and dusted himself off. He looked to Ginny, who still didn't believe his story.



Healer Beakin looked confused, "Really?" the three stood in silence as more healers, Aurors, and people ran up to the shop. "Alright, I'll believe it." Ginny's jaw dropped, she turned to Malfoy who smiled widely.

The Aurors asked what happened and Malfoy told the same story. They checked his wand to see if he was telling the truth. He was. Ginny responded to the questions truthfully, and they asked if she needed anything. She told them no, and started to walk away. She felt some one following her as she entered the Leaky Cauldron. Ginny turned on her heel, and found herself face to face with Draco Malfoy. "What do you want, Malfoy?" Ginny looked intently into Draco's silver eyes, they had a permanent glazed over look, she loved them.

"So, do you believe me?" Ginny opened the door to the Leaky Cauldron, but was ushered in by Draco who was being chivalrous, and held the door open for her.

"I guess I have to, I mean, wands tell no lies," Ginny waved at the clerk and started towards the staircase.

"Oh, you think that don't you…" Ginny turned slowly to face him. "Innocent little Gryffindor, knows nothing of tricks." Draco rolled his wand between his fingers.

"What are you talking about Malfoy? There's no way to hide history. Not with a wand." Draco smirked, "At least none that we've ever learned about."

"Exactly," Draco put his wand in her face, "Is there some place where we can speak privately?" He pointed his wand up the stairs.

"Follow me," Ginny took two steps at a time. For some reason, she just wanted to be alone with him. She unlocked her door and stepped in.

"Silencio" Draco pointed at the door and all four walls. Ginny sat on the couch and waited. "My father put this cover-up charm on my wand when I got into my sixth year. No, you cannot erase the history, but you can cover it up with previous charms and spells. Comes in handy if you start a fight and you hurt people." He winked, and Ginny's heart fluttered. Draco started to snoop around. "What are you doing here, Weaselette? I didn't know your family could afford a place like this." Ginny shot daggers at his back.

"The fight with Harry brought me here until school starts." Ginny said coldly as Draco picked up a pair of lacy knickers, raised his eyebrows then dropped them on the floor. She turned bright red.

"Ah, still going to Hogwarts," He opened and closed books as he moved down the desk. "I forgot. You seem older than that of a seventh year." Ginny blushed madly, did he just hit on me? She wondered, and then dove back into reality.

"Malfoy, why did you tell me about your wand?" She studied his back, and further south, curiously. He turned.

"I felt like it," Ginny didn't trust this answer, "And," she knew it was coming. "I was wondering if you could do me a favor."

"And if I don't?" Ginny said slyly, and waltzed to where he was standing.

"You'll regret it more than this," Draco bent down to kiss her lips. Ginny was shocked, but found his lips smooth and soft. She kissed back as he held her head in his hands. Draco controlled the kiss for a while, biting her lips, and tongue. Ginny quickly forced him against a wall. Pushing her tongue in his mouth, she could feel him smile and they pulled apart.

A/N: Ok. So I really want this story to hurry up and come to the awesome part. I have such an amazing plan for this, so I'm speeding things up here in the next chapter. Oh my goodness it's going to be so EPIC! --Mind you, I'm open to suggestions and stuff. Don't be afraid to message me. Reviews always help!--