Sorry for the lack of updates. Just been so preoccupied with work.

Anyhoo. I swear I'll update sooner. The next chapter is more of Draco's viewpoint.

He's just a hard little weiner to pin down.

Harry and Co. belong to J.K. yada - yada-yada.

Enjoy

Corridors - Dead of Night - Two Night Later

Ginny had spent the better part of the week in the room of requirement. It was the only decent place she could get any studying done. She muffled a yawn, gathered her books and left the room.

She looked both ways and was grateful that nobody was patrolling. She had just past Dumbledore's stone gargoyles when she heard the noise.

She quickly hid in the first nook she found. "Hey, find your own. This is occupied."

Ginny gasped, she knew that voice. "Oh Merlin." she mumbled.

"Oh my lucky day, second encounter of the week. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were stalking me." Malfoy drawled. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not part of your fan club." she snapped.

Harry had emerged from the staircase that led to Dumbledore's Office. "Harry!" she squeaked, attempting to make herself smaller. Harry looked about but shrugged and continued down the passageway.

"Don't hurt yourself on my account. Wouldn't want saint Potter finding you here..." he began but

thought better of it and wondered if he could turn it to his advantage.

Draco had noticed that Potter's gaze had settled more than once on the youngest Weasley. "So does he know about our little moments?" he drawled, his fingers lifting a strand of hair experimentally.

"There's nothing for him to know." grabbing his hand, she faced him. Ginny could feel the anger evaporate, weary she let go of his hand and moved out of the passage.

Draco grabbed her robe, spinning her to face him. He traced the bruise, looking up at her through white - blond lashes. "I've known you all my life and yet I just met you." he mused.

Ginny stepped away from his reach, "You and I can never know each other." she replied cryptically.

Draco watched her walk away, something inside him began to stir. A feeling that only confused and enraged him. 'the dark lord gave me a task, I must finish it.'

Ginny pondered her situation, unable to shake the uneasy feeling building inside her. 'I love Harry, I love Harry.' she repeated to herself over and over again. "Hi, Gin." Harry's deep voice broke into her thoughts.

"Hey Harry." she smiled, twisting the ends of her scarf nervously. "I'm glad I caught you…I mean I was waiting for you…well not like your brother or anything." Harry stopped, red faced.

"Thanks, Harry." Ginny took his hand, pulling him towards the portrait hole. Harry followed.

Nearby two gray eyes, turned to slits as he watched his nemesis with her.

"Maybe she's more like me than she realizes." A malicious smile firmly on his face, Draco sauntered towards his own common room.

Gryffindor Common Room - Early Morning

Ginny paced in front of the fireplace. She couldn't seem to shake those moments with him from her mind.

She wondered how she had ended up in this predicament. Just when Harry was finally starting to notice her, she had to catch Malfoy's attention.

Ginny had the grace to blush as she admitted, that she had just as much fault as Malfoy. She continued her pacing and wondered what Hermione would do in such a situation. "Go to the Library." she yelled.

Ginny grabbed her book bag and knocked over two second years in her haste. Harry was just coming from out of his room, when he saw the familiar red hair make a dash for the portrait entrance.

Harry scowled at his missed opportunity and spent the rest of the morning in sour concentration.

Library - Row 5 - Magical Herbs

Malfoy had just been walking towards the Great Hall, when he spotted the Weasley girl. She seemed to be in a hurry. Malfoy's face changed into a smirk and he followed her in.

Ginny saw him right away, 'How many arrogant pale boys, could there be in one school.'

"What do you want Malfoy?" she hissed, keeping her voice pitched low."Nothing just getting a book." he replied.

Ginny to her credit, tried valiantly to climb off the ladder she was on. "That looks like a worthwhile read ." he stated, his eyes ignoring the bookcase behind her and instead running the length of her legs to the very edge of her skirt.

Ginny glared at him and wondered how she would get down, now that he had her cornered. "You try to look up my skirt one more time and you'll be wearing your eyes backward." she growled.

Ginny saw there was no help for it and jumped the last four steps. She had expected to land hard and snap something, but that was not possible when you were grabbed and swung down like a sack of potatoes.

Ginny squeaked and to her mortification, blushed the spectacular Weasley Blush. Draco placed her on the floor surprisingly fast and stepped away from her.

Wide brown eyes met shocked gray. Draco abandoned his quest to annoy her and swept out of the library as if Snape was following. Ginny retrieved her fallen book, she kneeled completely taken aback.

"Here." Ginny was helped up by a rough callused hand. "Neville!" she exclaimed, "How long you been there?" she asked pointing at the spot recently vacated by Draco Malfoy.

"Enough time, I suppose. I hope you know what you're doing." he said holding her books as she dusted off her knees.

"That's the crux of the matter. I don't." Ginny answered taking her books from him and smiling ruefully.