Draco cursed and found himself back in the Slytherin common room. He fell back onto a green armchair.

"What am I doing?" He asked himself and he ran his hand through his hair. "I just need to forget about her. So she looked nice...no, beautiful in the moonlight, that doesn't mean I need her. Right?"

He was fighting with himself over Ginny Weasley. She had walked in crying and hadn't done a thing but now he had left her there and he couldn't get that damn red head out of his head.

"I don't know what you're trying to pull Draco but I don't like it." Pansy's shrill voice leaked into his thoughts.

"I don't know what you're blab.., um talking about Pansy, love."

"Don't you Pansy love me you big jerk! Don't think I didn't see how you were dancing with that Mudblood, Granger, and how am I supposed to feel when I hear that you almost had a snog fest with that slut Weasley."

"I don't think I once made a move on Ronald Weasley, and I don't think he's been shagged enough times to be called a slut." He smirked and applauded himself for his wit.

"Ooh! Draco Xander Malfoy, you know I mean that painfully poor Ginny Weasley!"

"So you've been spying on me now have you? I don't know why you insist on watching my every move if you don't feel you can trust me than maybe you shouldn't date me. We're through Pansy." He walked toward her and pushed her out of the room. Her mouth hung open and she looked ready to cry. Obviously she had not ben prepared for what he had said to her.

"But, Draco I'm sorry, I do trust you, please, Draco I need you."

"You need me like the tissue you stuff into your bra Pansy, goodnight." He shut the door but he could still hear the shriek Pansy gave after his insult registered.

"I'll show you Draco Malfoy! If I can't have you, no one can!" She screamed at the door and he shivered feeling the iciness of her words through the walls.

Ginny lay in her bed and fought back tears of anger.

"He has no right to do that to me! God, what am I going to do now? How am I going to face him tomorrow? I can't run from him forever." She was happy she had her own room now, because she always talked to herself and she didn't want any over hearing her.

She turned her head and she looked at the dress robe she had been wearing. She could still smell him on it. His sent of spice and sandalwood. It was perfect for him. She picked up the black gown that was embroidered with gold thread and smelled it. She them flung it across the room and threw herself into bed. She was so confused.

Harry didn't know who else to turn to so he went to Snape. He knew Snape would be in the dungeon grading the pop quiz that he had given that day just because he knew no one would have studied because of the ball. He entered the classroom.



"What do you want Potter! The grades of the test won't be posted until tomorrow but I assure you, you most likely didn't pass." Harry had to bite his tongue to keep from making a nasty comment.

"I didn't come to see my grade Professor Snape. I came because; I need to know how to reverse a love spell." Snape looked up from his papers and at Harry studding the distressed look on his face he motioned for him to come in.

"First I want you to explain to me just why the Boy-Who-Lived is playing around with love spells?" The Professor growled as he put down his quill and stood up.

"It wasn't me, Professor, honest." Harry was trying his best not to be sarcastic since over the years of Snap belittling him he'd grown accustomed to back talking and standing up for himself in small victories like that.

"Oh? So how did you come upon this love spell business? Butting your head into places it doesn't belong again, no doubt, Potter?"

"Well actually Sir, this is my business since it's concerning Hermione." He shot in his best 'good-boy' voice.

"Alright, out with it boy!" Snap was tired of playing this game.

"Well we were at the ball when Mal…" Harry caught himself, "Draco, cut in on me and Hermione and, well, when I found her she was about to kiss him so I pulled her back to the house and found this blue powder all over her.

Snape looked at the power and then put it on his desk.

"I'll talk to Draco about it." Was all he said and then ushered Harry out of his office.