A/N: Wow I must say I'm not to happy with the reviews, but very thankful to the two people that reviewed for both chapters so far. So I update for them and not you... Okay that sounds a little bitter...

This chapter is pretty much the beginning of Draco and Ginny. They also return to school in this chapter. It took me forever to right this chapter and I am really happy with it. Hope you are too.

Oh! I have great news! Since I last updated I convinced Rowling to give me the rights to everything Harry Potter!

^BTW thats a lie^ I own nothing except Ginny's roomates Jacque, Chelsea and Aria.

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Chapter Three

You make me so hot

You make me wanna drop

Your so ridiculous

I can barely stop

I can hardly breathe

You make me wanna scream

-Avril Lavigne

I slightly stumbled my way back to the bonfire, straightening my self out when I got closer. Millicent was gone by the time I got back. I obviously did not care much. Stephani and Tracey had decided to call it a night since it was midnight already. Tony and Theo had taken their seats, while Draco took Millicent's and Daphne sat on Blaise's lap. I was happier with the group now, more people that I feel comfortable with than not.

They switched the game back to 'I Never' since the guys were now joining us. This time Tony cast the spell that prevented lying. The first few were repeats from earlier, but it did not take long for things to speed up.

"I've never had sex on the quidditch pitch." Theo said. Shit. I drank. To make it worse, Draco was the only one who did, too. Pansy noticed this and had a slight outburst.

"You and Potter? On the pitch!" She exclaimed and before I realized it, I was responding.

"Who said it was Harry?" The words just kind of fell out, mostly likely thanks to the honestly spell and the alcohol could play a part. I could tell she wanted to ask questions, but this was not the game for that. Besides Dean was the only other guy I was with like that.

"I've never had sex more than four times in a day." Blaise said. Did I mention that Dean and I had a very psychical relationship? I drank, but this time it wasn't just the two of us. Draco and Tony also took drinks. I was starting to look worse in this game than the last. I blamed the guys. The questions continued. I was drinking for more and they got more in depth than we had earlier. Thankfully more and more had to drink for the questions, not just me and maybe a couple others.

"I've never regretted having sex with someone." I said when it came to my turn. Draco was the only one to drink. For another couple of rounds after I went, I did not have to drink.

"I've never been caught having sex or fooling around." Draco said which made me shut my eyes when I drank. Usually if I had to drink so did he. Most of the stuff he said I have not done, until now.

For a moment, I thought I had heard thunder, but I did not have a moment to think about it. Rain began to pour down and the four other girls let out a scream running up to the house.

I was in shocked for the first moment, before grabbing my bag, my chair and someone's abandoned purse. I ran towards the hill, starting to run up it, trying to not to slip.

"You are crazy." Tony said to me, offering to help. I was not like the other girls and I kept going. He laughed and ran up the rest of the hill. I sped up to catch up to him, which was probably where I made my mistake.

I slid before I slipped and fell.

Once I hit the ground, I immediately began to slide down the hill, everything going down with me. I roughly rolled into something. I could only assume it was Draco, mostly because what I hit let out a yell and fell down the hill with me.

We both stopped about ten feet from the bonfire pit. The rain poured down in my face, making it hard for me to see, but I do know that I am soaked and muddy. I felt my hand being grabbed and I was lifted off the ground.

"You alright?" Draco asked as thunder sounded, soaked and muddy from head to toe and carrying all of his and my stuff that fell down with us. I was surprised by this at first, but I do recall Pansy saying the guys are gentleman when it really comes down to it.

"Yeah." I said before apologizing. He nodded his head, with a smirk, leading me up the hill. We both ran and I slid twice, but Draco still held my hand, so I was able to regain my balance. We immediately released hands when we reached the shelter on the patio. Pansy walked out to look for us, before noticing our current appearance.

"What happened?" She asked shocked.

"I slid down the hill. Knocked over Draco on my way down." I said, looking down at bag that was now entirely soaked through. Pansy walked over and picked it up, handing it to Tony, who walked out to see what was going on.

"We can dry everything. Let's go get you something to sleep in." She said and I noticed that she was already dressed in her pajamas, as was Tony. I walked off with Pansy, pausing for a moment to force my self to thank Draco for the help. He simply nodded and I rushed to catch up to Pansy.

I soon came to find that all of Pansy's pajamas were a bit on the risqué. In addition, that she liked to put me in green. She handed me a little, silk, green nightgown. After I put it on, I realized it was shorter than mid-thigh, shorter than I would ever wear anything in front of people.

"You look great, don't worry." She said as I walked out of the bathroom. I quickly tied my hair up and nodded to let her know that I was ready to return downstairs, although I felt very uncomfortable. We walked back downstairs and into the living room. Everyone was back down here, except the twins who decided to call it a night. It was after one by the time we got down there.

"We need to switch it up." Blaise said and Pansy said we would be playing truth or dare next. She then said to start without her because she needed to make sure every room was set up for us to sleep in. She walked out of the room, and I took a seat on the couch with Daphne on the other end and Blaise in the middle. Draco was in the chair that was by my end of the couch and in front of the fire that Tony, who was on the ground, had going. Theo, who sat in the chair across from us on the couch, went first. After he put the honesty spell back on us.

"Draco." They both drank. I guess they all play by those rules. Draco chose truth, but he could not drink away the question Theo asked. "Who turned you on more, Pansy or Ginny?" He asked, referring to the kitchen incident earlier.

Although he did drink to cover up his answer, that only made it more obvious. He finished his drink on one question, which had been full, by the way. He then reached over and grabbed the bottle of fire whiskey off the table.

"I'm going to need the bottle." He said before choosing Blaise next, as Daphne finished off her drink and told Blaise to find her when he comes up. She kissed him and headed up to bed. I realized that I was the last girl left, but I was having fun with them. I was embarrassed half the time, but I was not the only one embarrassed, since Draco was the one holding the bottle.

I never thought I would ever see an embarrassed Draco Malfoy. I must admit I was disappointed, his demeanor and facial expressions did not show it well. The only reason I knew was that the guys dug into him a bit more and he seemed to have realized that.

I missed Blaise's question, but I do know he said my name and we both drank. I chose truth, not sure, if I wanted to take a dare from the guy's. I also knew I could not handle another shot.

"Who was the mystery guy on the pitch?" He asked and I really should have seen it coming. They all looked at me interested. Awkward.

"My ex, Dean." I said because I did not know how they could not figure that out.

"Was he the one you were with more than four times in one day?" He asked.

"Yeah." Stupid honestly spell. I did not like it anymore. "Hey you only get one question!" I yelled out, hitting him on the arm, but he only laughed, moving back after I hit him.

Several more questions went by and I was beginning to lose track of the game. That is until Theo chose me. I noticed him call out Draco the whole game, most involving me. I chose dare before realizing that truth probably would have been a better idea.

He did not expect it obviously. It took him a while to think of one and I figured that meant I would get a lame one. Unfortunately, he seemed to have realized another shot would have me on the ground. He smirked, almost evilly, before speaking.

"Straddle and make out with Draco." He said and I dreaded the words as he spoke them. "I can't be mean to him all night. He's been a good sport, might as well reward him." He said and Draco sent him a very intense glare. Blaise nudged me when I did not move, my stomach in knots, and I nodded, standing up and trying to hurry my way though it. I quickly climbed into his lap, placing my knees on either side of him, not able to believe I was here in Draco Malfoy's lap.

I quickly dove into the kiss, parting his lips with ease because he was shocked. Within an instant, he returned the kiss, pulling me closer to him. I quickly forgot everyone else in the room, unbelievably captivated with the kiss. My hands dove into his hair and I was lost completely. At least I was until I felt him getting hard, underneath me, between my legs since I was straddling him.

I was standing before I knew it and then sitting back in my seat. My face was red, there is no way that it was not as Blaise, Theo and Tony just stared in out direction.

"Was she like that when she made out with Pansy?" Blaise asked and I covered my face with my hands. Tonight had been one of hell of a night, but I did have fun. Draco drank again to keep himself from answering, which I was very thankful for this time. He then looked at Tony.

"How many guest rooms do you have?" He said and I pretty sure I remember Pansy saying they had three rooms that they did not use. If I was right, that meant that Stephani and Tracey were in one, while the twins in the second. This left Daphne in the third one, waiting on Blaise. I should have just gone to bed.

Blaise nudged me again and I looked over to him. He mouth to me 'Paige's room' and I was ready to hug him. I nodded before, making my exit and heading upstairs. I ran to Paige's room, happy to see that it was indeed empty. I hopped into the bed, pulling the blankets over me and working on getting comfortable.

My comfort did not last for long when the door opened and shut. I moved and the bed made a noise. Within a second, I had wand light right in my face. If I was not blinded by the light I would have known right away that it was Draco. Since I was blinded, I did not know until he moved his wand out of my face.

"I'm going to kill them." He muttered, before telling me to scoot over.

"Excuse me?" I said, not believing that he actually expected to share a bed with me.

"There are no rooms left and we all have to be in a room in case their father comes home tomorrow. He doesn't like anyone sleeping anywhere but in a bed." He said, extinguishing the light from his wand and climbing into the bed, forcing me to move over.

I ignored him, letting myself get lost in thought to help myself sleep. I was going over the events of the night and when I got to my kiss with Pansy, Draco spoke up.

"Do you really have to think about that?" He asked and I sat straight up.

"Are you seriously invading my mind!" I practically yelled, while he tried to get me to quiet down. I felt violated and disgusted. Perhaps it was my drunken state, but I wanted Draco to feel the same way. I only knew one way to do it, which I quickly decided before he could read my mind. I leaned over him, kissing him lightly and slowly. It was not much, but enough to get him going.

The only bad thing about my revenge was I enjoyed kissing him too much. I was not at all surprised that he was a good kisser but I was surprised at how much it got me going. I just wanted more and more of him, when he granted me access to his mouth I believed I had reached bliss.

He immediately took control, flipping position so that he was now on top. He deepened the kiss, pulling me closer to him, my chest pressing against his. Maybe it was because I could not think straight. On the other hand, maybe it was because we were alone now. I felt him stiffen but I did not push him away, which had been my original plan. Just a tease to keep him out of my mind.

He started kissing down my neck and I lost my control of the situation entirely.

I moaned lightly as he nibbled my ear and almost cried out when he bit at my neck. I dug my nails in his back and he groaned, before swiftly removing my nightgown, leaving my in my panties.

He wasted no time kissing his way passed my collarbone and finding my nipple. He ran his tongue around it, sending shivers though me, grinding my hips against him. He groaned, moving his lips back to my neck, but his hand found his way down to my underwear. He slipped his hand in, not hesitating to run his fingers just out side of my opening, only slipping a finger in to tease. It was thoroughly obvious how much I enjoyed this.

Perhaps that is what snapped my mind back.

I quickly moved his hand away, moving my neck from his reach. He seemed a bit thrown off by me suddenly stopping him and moving away. I had to take a second to steady my breathing so my voice would not be shaky.

"I hope you feel just as disgusted and violated touching me, as I did having you in my mind." I said, before rolling over, my heart still pounding and my breathing uneasy. I know I had succeeded in what I had originally planned, but I almost actually slept with him.

I almost actually wish I did not stop him.

You can break me down

If it makes you feel right

And hate me now

If it keeps you alright

You can break me down

If it takes all your might

Cause I'm so much more

Than meets the eye

-Seether

I woke the next morning, taking a few seconds to recall the night as my head began to pound. An arm was around my waist, pulling me close, and my bare back against a bare chest. I could not see who it was, but I knew who it was and I also remember now the events that took place before we went to sleep. I never got redressed and I hated my self for not wanting to move, so I forced myself to move a little bit. He stirred and then quickly retracted his arm.

I rolled away, sitting up and pulling the sheets to cover my chest. Draco looked at me, trying to remember the night, trying to figure out if we slept together. He then rubbed his temples, and it seemed like he remembered the night. I looked around the room, finally finding my nightgown. Before I could figure out a way to get to it, Draco was handing it to me.

"That was some night. You girls know how to have sleepovers." He said pulling his shirt over his head as I quickly tossed my nightgown back on. My mind was spinning from last night, everything that had happened and the fact that I kind of wanted to hook up with Draco. "You know we didn't have sex right?" He said noticing that I was not speaking and I was so lost in thought.

"I know. I stopped you." I said, but my voice did not sound how I wanted it to. He smirked.

"Well you might not be glad you stopped me, but I'm glad you did. I wouldn't be able to face myself after sleeping with a Weasley." He said and I sent him a glare.

"Did you forget I don't mind slapping you?" I snapped and his smirk was wiped away. "No matter what you say doesn't change the fact that I stopped you when you clearly had no plan of stopping." I said frustrated, getting out of the bed. The door opened and Pansy walked in.

"Oh. Did I miss something?" She asked a small smile on her lips.

"Absolutely nothing." I said, walking out of the room, grabbing my bag from Pansy's hands. All I wanted to do now was shower and go home. I could hear Pansy talking to Draco as I walked into the bathroom, obviously asking what she had missed. It was not until I was in the bathroom, stripping down to get in the shower that I noticed it. I had a dark colored hickey resting just above my collarbone.

Like I needed more of a reminder of last night.

September was quickly approaching. The weekend before I went to Diagon Alley with my mom to shop for my books for school. Books were the only thing that I really needed for school and thankfully, it was only me shopping this year. It was crowded in Flourish and Blotts like it normally is just before school. I quickly began to walk around the store, grabbing all the books I needed.

Olde and Forgotten Bewitchments and Charmes was the first book I grabbed for my charms class. Charms was generally an easy class anyway.

Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Self-Defensive Spellwork that I needed for Advanced Defense against the Dark arts. I had three advanced classes that I had taken because Hermione would be in them with me. Although hopefully Snape would not be teaching this year. I was generally good in the class anyway.

Broken Balls: When Fortunes Turn Foul for Divination, which I only took because Hermione hated the class. Yeah, I took classes to be with her and I took a class to get back at her. I am a messed up person. I was also thankful that Herbology this year we no longer required a book. It was a practical work. Obviously, there would be essays, but I enjoyed not needing a book for that class. We also no longer needed one for Astronomy. I think that is why I took those two classes.

Advanced Potion-Making for Advanced potions. I felt okay about this class even without Hermione because Slughorn loved me.

Guide to Advanced Transfiguration for Advanced Transfiguration, obviously. I walked up to my mom, carrying the six books that I needed. She smiled when she seen I was ready. After we checked out, she said we should stop by and visit Fred and George since we are here. I expected to because I would not have been happy coming here and not visiting.

We walked into their joke shop, George wearing a hat to hide the hole in his head. It was just better for business if he covered it up. Well mom was fussing over him, Fred handed me a black bag.

"We don't normally let you guys do this, but grab what you want." He said with a wink, before going over to mom trying to get her to settle down. I was shocked but I quickly started to walk around, grabbing stuff that looked cool.

I first grabbed the biggest tube of Bruise removing paste. I thought of the almost faded mark on my neck that prevented me form wearing tank tops. It might have worked, but it was too late now. I walked passed the extendable ears because I already had two perfectly good pairs.

I walked right passed the skiving snack boxes. That was just not my fancy. I did grab a few bottles of ten-second pimple vanisher. I would use it and so would many girls that I know. I also grabbed instant darkness powder because you just never know.

I skipped passed the love potions. I was having a hard enough time keeping someone who does not like me at all off me. I did grab a few Patented Daydream Charms. Not that I had trouble getting lost in thought, but come on classes could get very boring.

I smiled as I passed the pygmy puffs, missing Arnold who died earlier in the summer. Fred did warn me that they do not live very long. The last thing I grabbed were quills of all varieties. Self-inking, spell-check, smart-answer. I had about six in my hand going into the bag when my mom said it was time to leave. I had enough in my bag anyway as I quickly hugged each of the twins.

The final days of summer dragged on slowly. Pansy wrote me a few times, but my parents wanted me home for the last days of summer. I was bitter, but I had no choice and she understood that. She still wrote so we could keep in touch. Daphne or Blaise would sometimes toss a letter in with hers. It made my home feel like less of a prison and I had plenty of time to respond to other letters.

Colin had written me twice and I finally wrote him back, telling him I could not wait for us to be at school again. I may have debates on who is my best friend, Hermione, Luna or Pansy, but Colin would always be number one. He was the only person who stood by my side throughout everything. My only friend who wasn't Tom Riddle my first year. Tom didn't like that which is why Colin ended up petrified pretty quickly.

Luna came to stay for a couple days since I could not leave. There was not much to do though. I was thankful when September first finally came. We rushed around before we left as we normally did. The only thing was we did not plan for it to only be me. I arrived at the train station at ten. My mom offered for us to get something to eat real quick. I did not want her spending money that she did not have to. We said our goodbyes and we would see each other at Christmas.

I waved as I passed through the barrier. The train was there as it always was and I was thrilled to finally be going back to school. I quickly got on the train, choosing a compartment in the back, quickly getting settled in. A few people passed through and boarded the train but I did not really have a good view from where I was sitting. I was here for about fifteen minutes when the door for my compartment opened. I jumped up and turned around, surprised to see Draco shutting the door and taking a seat.

"You're sitting in here?" I asked, not sure how to ask him. He rolled his eyes, putting his feet up on his bench and stretching.

"I'm here because my friends will be sitting here. I just have to deal with you." He said his tone snappy. He did not look at me, which told me exactly what was going on.

"Looks like someone is bitter." I said, my tone matching his tone.

"That's the last thing that I am. I am not drunk. You're not appealing." He said, but I could tell he was lying. I rolled my eyes. "You got a problem Weasley?" He said in response to my eye roll.

"It seems to me that you're the one with the problem, Draco." I pointed out to him, using his first name intentionally to prove my point. "I'm sorry that you feel like I'm stealing your friends or whatever. You need to get over that because you just sound like a whiney bitch." I snapped, but I was not near done. "And I'm not sorry about cutting you off before you 'got some'. You deserved that." I said, staring him down. He looked nearly shocked. I think that for the first time in his life he was speechless.

Needless to say, neither of us seen Blaise watching us outside the door as I snapped on him.

"Seems I missed something good." He said, finally opening the door. "Who got some?" He asked with a smirk, moving Draco's legs off the bench and taking a seat across from me by the window.

"No one." I answered when I realized that Draco just chose not to speak. He was a moody little bitch. We sat in silence for a while, before Draco excused himself to use the bathroom or whatever he said. It was then that Blaise decided to question me.

"So I heard you and Draco shared a room." He started with casually. I looked at him and shook my head.

"What did he tell you?" I asked after a moment.

"Nothing." He said with a shrug. "I can only assume you guys got so far before you cut him off." He said and I crossed my arms.

"Why would you say that?" I asked him, wondering how he would guess that if Draco did not tell him.

"Well the hickey on your neck that morning didn't just show up." He pointed out and I could feel myself blush. "But like I said he never said anything to me. I am his best friend, he would tell me. Always does." He said, very sure of himself.

"Well then you're right." I admitted, "Did you ask him about it?" I asked right after admitting he was right.

"I asked about the hickey. Said nothing happened. Doesn't know what I'm talking about." Blaise replayed just as Draco had said to him.

"I did it intentionally. Start things and cut him off." I admitted again. Blaise looked outright shocked. "He decided to enter my mind and take a peek at what I was thinking." I said and then Blaise jumped in.

"So after having him in your mind, you decided to see what I was like to have him elsewhere?" Blaise asked with a smirked.

"No!" I shrieked out, disgusted. Okay, maybe not disgusted, but definatly appalled. He laughed and I realized that he was joking.

"So you wanted to piss him off like he pissed you off." He said, still laughing a little.

"Well, make him feel disgusted and violated like I did, but yeah." I like my way better, but I guess it was the same. Blaise shrugged it off.

"He'll get over that. His ego is just damaged. He doesn't hear no very often, especially when he's already in bed with a girl." Blaise seemed to believe, but I was not sure. "Besides, it's hard enough for him to accept your friendship because all his friends are friends with you. He also hates the fact that you have a sexual effect on him. It's not easy for him to that accept either." He said and I hated myself for feeling bad for Draco, who walked back into the compartment, ending our conversation. Thankfully, we were saved from awkward silence because Daphne and Pansy showed up. I realized that it was getting close to eleven now. Pansy sat on the same side as me, while Daphne sat between Draco and Blaise.

The train took off a little later, but the most we did was catch up. I did not have much to talk about while the rest of their summer was eventful.

Luna did show up a while later for a moment.

"Hey Ginny." She said somewhat cautiously. She noticed whom I was sitting with.

"Hey Luna. You want to sit with us?" I asked, but she shook her head.

"I just wanted to make sure you were here. I haven't seen Hermione, your brother or Harry." She said in her normal dreamily way. "Have a good ride." She said with a smile, looking around the compartment once more before leaving.

That was the highlight of the train ride until Lavender decided to pay me a visit half way through the ride.

"There's room in my compartment if you want to sit with us?" She said, obviously assuming I arrived late and this was the only seat available.

"No thanks. I'm quite content." I answered quickly with. She did not look pleased.

"Where is your brother?" She asked me and I shrugged.

"I have no idea." I said which was actually true. She obviously did not believe me and stormed away in a huff. It was then that Draco finally decided to speak.

"Not that I care, but it seems that the trio will not be returning to school." He said casually and not asking me, which made me thankful. Everyone else nodded and the subject was dropped there. It is comforting that they did not start badgering me with questions about their whereabouts. Kind of like a good sign that they were actually people I could consider friends.

"I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to talk." Pansy said, setting down the book she was reading for the train ride.

"It's been a rough week." He muttered, which I thought was weird because it was a couple of weeks ago that I seen him last. Then I realized that he might have had something else going on. I may have just been the cherry on top of a horrible week.

Oops.

"Was it your father again?" Daphne asked and Draco shot her a deadly look. She rolled her eyes. "Oh that's right. You don't talk about your problems." She said, before returning to her magazine. I began to wonder what was so horrible about his father, at least to him and not me. He seemed to be pretty spoiled and his parents maybe a little inattentive.

Did not seem like a huge crisis.

"I'd just rather not discuss it in front of her." He said, nodding his head in my direction.

"You never talk about it anyway." Pansy said, not looking up from her book.

"Besides, I'm pretty sure Ginny isn't your dad's number one fan." Blaise threw in and I nodded because that was most definatly true. He was the physical embodiment of everything I despised. Pansy sighed, before deciding to go hunt down the cart, Daphne following her. I chose to stay, not interested in anything to eat. Blaise asked Draco again if he wanted to talk about it after they left.

"What is there to say?" He asked, growing obviously frustrated.

"You can vent." I threw in and he shot me a dirty look, much like he sent to Daphne.

"Do you like talking about all your problems?" He asked his dirty look still on his face and I bit my lip. He was right about that one. "Shall we open the chamber for discussion?" He asked me harshly.

"Point taken." I said, looking back out the window. Blaise seemed to give up after that, but it did not keep me from wondering. The rest of the ride was mostly silent. Tense, but silent.

I was so thankful when McGonagall finished Dumbledore's welcome speech. Apparently, he was away and would not be here for the first week of school. My mind flicked to his mission for the trio, wondering if he was with them. My mind stayed there throughout the speech, barely noticing the food appear in front of me.

As I started to eat, I began to notice many people looking around the Gryffindor table. I knew exactly what they were doing. They were looking for the trio, but could not find them. When the door opened and Filch walked in, almost everyone turned to look at the door. Most waiting to see if Harry would be supporting another bloody nose, or if the other two were supporting him. That is when people started to wonder aloud.

"Has anyone seen them?"

"They weren't on the train. No one has seen them." It did not take long for several people to realize I was the closet link to the trio. Ron's sister, Hermione's best friend and Harry's ex-girlfriend, although some think we are still together. Although it seemed most people did not know that we broke up.

I was soon surrounded by people asking me questions.

"Is your brother really sick?" Lavender shrieked.

"No one has seen any of them. Hermione isn't even in the library." Dean said which was awkward enough because it was the first time we spoke in months.

"Did Harry go into hiding?"

"You have to know. You Ron's sister!"

The questions did not stop no matter how much I did not answer them. McGonagall finally jumped in saying that I obviously did not know what they were talking about, forcing everyone to return to their seats. Colin sent me an apologetic look and I picked at my food. My appetite suddenly gone.

I retreated to the girl's dorm early, saying goodnight to only Colin. When I got up there, all three of my room mates, Aria, Chelsea and Jacque, where already there. We all hugged and quickly caught up, before unpacking.

Chelsea was a muggleborn. She had been a cheerleader and very popular before she found out she was a witch. At first, she found the school freakish and was a bit hard to handle. By her second year, she had come to accept it and was very thrilled about her 'gift', as she said.

Jacque was mostly quiet like me, only she was shyer. She was a half blood, but grew up muggle. Her witch mother walked out on her when she was young. The same thing had happened to Dean with his father, only he had no idea if he was a muggleborn or half blood. His mother never knew, which did not say too much because the father did not stick around for very long.

Aria was a pureblood and the roommate I got along with most. Although I did not really talk to any of them my first year, she was the first to approach me my second year. For a while, Colin was my only friend. I did know that she was the first in her family to not be sorted in Slytherin, ever. I think this is what made me like her the most. Not to mention she would wake me when I would sleep through the school bell that signaled breakfast started in an hour.

I woke the next morning before the school bell went off. It was always like that the first week of school. Soon I would be sleeping straight through it. I climbed out of bed, choosing to hurry and get ready. It was not long before everyone else was waking up. The first day of school had officially begun.

I walked down to the Great Hall with Colin and Aria, grabbing out schedules from McGonagall as we walked in for breakfast. We rushed over to the table, looking over our schedules before we started to eat.

Monday and Wednesday...Tuesday and Thursday

Advanced Potions...Herbology

Break...Break

Advanced DADA...Charms

Lunch...Lunch

Advanced Transfiguration...Break

Break...Divination

I was less than thrilled to see thrilled to see that I had all my advanced class on the same days. I also realized, after comparing schedules, that I only had Colin and Aria in Charms class. I was not happy when I went to my first class. Potions.

Thankfully, Slughorn was the professor and he liked me.

I had been the first one there, taking a seat in the middle. I was even less thrilled when Michael Corner walked into the class, soon followed by Dean. Therefore, my first class had two of my exs in it. Great. To bad Harry wasn't in school to take this class. I could have had all my ex's in one class!

My day was practically destroyed when Draco walked in, not followed by any of the other Slytherins. It got worse.

"Miss. Weasley. Happy to have you in the advanced class." Slughorn said, looking down at his desk, reading something. I smiled, but it quickly faded. "You will be partners with Draco Malfoy." He said and I did not keep my disappointment hidden.

"Isn't there someone else that's better?" I asked him and he shook his head.

"Of course not. The youngest in all advanced classes is partnered with the one with the highest grade in the said class. Since you are taking seventh year potions, you are partners with Draco because he is on top of his classes." He said, before he started to partner off everyone else. Draco plopped down next to me, no more thrilled than I was at the moment.

Michael was the other 6th year in the class and had been paired after me with Dean. Why would someone partner my ex's together?

So much for a happy new school year. Come to find out Draco was in all of my advanced classes, just as Hermione would have been. Another reason for me to be bitter. In Defense, it was 7th year Slytherin and 7th year Gryffindors. In Transfiguration, Draco was actually the only person I can even consider close to a friend.

I did have Herbology with Pansy, Daphne and Theo, but I also had it with Neville and Luna. It was obvious an effort was made from both sides, but these groups of friends got along with a two completely different personalities from me. In Charms class, I had Colin and Aria in the class, but I also had it with Jacque, Chelsea, Paige and Astoria. It was sixth year Slytherins and Gryffindors. Thankfully, Colin always stood by my side and Aria was friends with Paige and Astoria.

Divination was spent with Blaise, which was not so bad. We got along well, both thinking the subject was bogus, but needed the class.

My last class was Astronomy on Tuesday and Wednesday nights. This class I had with Draco, Blaise and Pansy. It actually turned out to be fun and rather unproductive.

I always like the beginning of the school year the best. It's like returning home to a fresh start every year. At least for me that is how it was. Nothing was the same for me through out the years, I was a different person every year, slowly becoming who I am today.

It was my third year that I started spending a lot of my time out by the quidditch pitch. It wasn't that far from the lake and I spent a lot of the nicer days sitting under the tree, staring out at the lake. I slowly started to take the school brooms out, since I didn't have one of my own, so I could fly around. I found that being out here helped me through a lot of rough times.

On the Hogwarts quidditch pitch I learned how much I loved to fly and how I felt comfortable on any broom. I ended my relationship with Michael on this pitch. How much time I spent out here is how I ended up with Dean. He had grown up muggle and loved football, but once he found out he was a wizard, it all kind of died. He quickly fell into quidditch.

I spent a lot of my fourth year out here, even when I was dating Michael. Soon Dean and I were spending time together as I began to teach him how to be a quidditch chaser, my favorite position. When I ended things with Michael, he began showing more of an interest in me. We began shamelessly flirting and at the time what I thought was falling in love, turned out to be a strong case of lust.

We kind of started dating before the end of the year, but kept it kind of quiet. At this point I just really like snogging him and I really didn't need Ron going on about that. Then the year ended and we wrote each other all summer. Neither of us ever ran out of anything to write about. The next school year began and we were an official couple, not that we weren't already I guess.

It wasn't very long into the school year before I slept with him. He drove me crazy in so many ways, but sometimes it was just annoying, but that started to happen after Christmas break. The first half of that year, I was always with Dean and it was always about sex after the first time. After Christmas I realized that we were really only friends. We lost our virginities to each other and found out we liked having sex, mistaking it for love.

"What are you doing?" A voice asked, which I recognized as Draco without even looking. I didn't really blame him for asking since it was getting dark and I was laying in the middle of the pitch, with my broom laying next to me.

"I got tired after flying, so I decided to lay down and think." I said with a sigh. "No one usually bothers me." I added as an after thought. With that he sat down.

"Well I am bored, here and I need amusing." He said and I rolled my eyes, tilting my head to look at him. He was sitting next to me, by my head, his feet pointed out the opposite direction of mine, looking down at me.

"Why am I supposed to amuse you?" I asked him, looking up at him.

"Because it seems we have no choice but to be friends." He said and I had to admit he was right. We had the same group of friends now and he was my partner. It would be easier if we were friends. "At least your pureblood." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Do you always act like that or is it an act? Sometimes I've noticed something different about you, but then the normal Draco Malfoy pops out." I asked him, getting kind of annoyed. Now I was sitting up, next to him but still facing the opposite way.

"Yeah pretty much always like this, but there's always more to a book then a cover." He said simply, waving it off, making me roll my eyes.

"You seem pretty much like a cut out copy of Lucius." I said, knowing I was pressing his buttons. I know he hates it, but he always bites at the bait. I guess I do too when he does it back to me.

"Shove it. I'm nothing like my father." He stated clearly, which I guess I agreed with because I hated his father with every fiber of my being.

"So your not going to be a deatheater?" I asked him curiously and his face grew dark, giving me a hard look.

"Stay out of what doesn't concern you, Weasley." He said sharply and I decided to back off.

"If were supposed to be friends, you should call be Ginny." I said sweetly, smirking a little. He rolled his eyes.

"You are just so infuriating." He said, pronouncing each word as he spoke. I stood up, which he did as well.

"I'd like to think I'm intimidating." I said, picking up my broom, then turning to look at him. "That would make you irritating. Or maybe insufferable." He laughed a bit as I continued.

"You are impossible." He said and I opened my mouth so speak, but he cut in. "Do you ever shut up?" He asked, but before I could answer, his lips crashed down to mine. I dropped my broom, my arms immediately wrapping around his neck as he deepened the kiss. He pulled me closer, pulling me on to my tip toes, before finally just lifting me off the ground, my legs around his waist.

I pulled out of the kiss first, my eyes meeting his as he held me at eye level. I shifted slightly and he set me down, not breaking eye contact. I didn't speak, not sure what to really say. He spoke first.

"Friends?" He asked me as if that little scene right there had not happened. I nodded, smiling. We both then began to walk back towards the castle.

On the quidditch pitch is where I became friends with Draco Malfoy. He is the second guy that could make me go that crazy. Make me just want to forget everything and everyone. A simple kiss made my knees go weak and my body to beg for more. I hated him because he put how I felt about Dean to shame and because every time I never wanted it to stop.