It is almost here! R&R!

Last time:

"I have to tell you something." Ginny murmured. Draco stared at her face, she was going to tell him something hard.

Now:

"Alright, shoot." Draco whispered. He dabbed the corner of his mouth with his napkin and stared at her small fragile face.

"Draco, I'm sure you are wondering why I accepted..." Ginny began.

"Not really, I'm sure I already know, but please go on." Draco chuckled.

"I only excepted," Ginny swallowed, "because I wanted...to get my revenge against Harry." Ginny put her hands in front of her face, shielding from a punch that wasn't being thrown.

"Y-you're...not angry?" Ginny asked surprised and frightened.

"Angry...more like furiated. Like I said though, I thought I already knew. I guessed it wasn't because you like me. I personally can't blame you; I know I wasn't the nicest person." Draco explained folding his hands in his lap.

"Have a good night," Draco murmured bowing. He left enough money to pay the bill and to leave a hearty tip.

"Ginny." Draco finished apparting himself back home.

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Two hours later Draco was fully in his sleep wear; silk pants and no T-shirt. There was a soft knock at his house door, thinking it was an owl or some sort, he opened it. There stood Ginny, soaking wet from standing in the rain. The water fell from her hair hitting the ground lightly. She looked up at him with flushed cheeks and smiled warmly.

"D-Draco..." Ginny stuttered, her teeth chattering from hypothermia.

"Ginny?!" Draco asked shocked.

"I...I'm sorry...I really do like you." Ginny whispered still shaking. Draco stood frightened and pulled her inside. He slammed the door behind them and wrapped a heated blanket around her shoulders tightly-sitting her in a chair.

"What are you saying, are you asking for another chance?" he asked a little embarrassed. Ginny nodded. Draco looked at the frail girl in front of him; shaking, alone, wet, cold, but most of all desperate. Draco shook his head, she wasn't desperate...she really liked him. I have to stop thinking like my old self, Draco sneered at himself in his head.

"P-please...don't make me go b-back out there..." Ginny whimpered hugging the blanket tighter. Draco put his arm around her and hugged her tightly.

"I won't," he whispered, "I promise...I won't." Ginny sighed and lay her head on his shoulder. She soon fell asleep. Draco smiled and picked her up.

He scooped her up like a baby; legs dangling over his arm. Her found a spot on his bare chest and kept it there. He shivered at the feel of cold rain water on his skin.

"Up we go..." Draco mumbled walking up the stairs. It wasn't difficult, just not as easy trying not to wake her.

Draco soon lay her down on a queen-sized bed with purple sheets.

"Tilly!" Draco hissed in a whisper.

"Yes Master?" a little house elf asked smiling brightly. Tilly wasn't mistreated on any terms; she was well fed, she bathed, she wasn't yelled at, and most of all she was clothed. Tilly just did not wish to leave Draco and no matter how many times he asks she will not call him Draco, only Master.

"Will you please dress Miss Weasley in a night gown for bed and cover her up? She's asleep and I wouldn't feel right doing it myself without her permission." Draco asked adding a reason.

"Yes Master." Tilly whispered fetching a long purple night gown. Draco left and headed to his quarters. Before climbing into his bed Draco again called for Tilly.

"Yes Master?" Tilly asked like a little robot.

"Is Miss Weasley all settled in?" Draco asked climbing under the blankets. Tilly nodded.

"Then you may head to your quarters and do what you wish. Oh and Tilly?" Draco called as was about to snap.

"Yes Master?" Tilly asked.

"Please call me Draco," Tilly shook her head, "Then at least call me Master Malfoy, okay?" Tilly nodded.

"Yes Master...Malfoy!" Tilly chimed snapping her fingers and disappearing in a puff of smoke. Draco sighed and lay his head back on the mounds of pillows.

Hmm...it's about to get interesting, Draco thought to himself, I can feel it...

So it wasn't as longas I led onto it being, sorry. Forgive me! Next chapter will be longer...I hope. Oh and Tilly is just a made up character! I just really liked the idea of her personality I had in mind. R&R!