I would give you a long explanation to why this took so long, but then I figure...why waste time with excuses when I could just be giving you the story. I am really sorry though! And I will try to make it up to all you readers.
Just a little side note...this is not my best piece of work, and by not my best piece of work I mean that it sucks…real bad, but since I've been practically inspiration-less hopefully you will review and give me just that: inspiration.
(A/N:) And yes I realize that rock-paper-scissors probably is limited to the muggle world, but this isn't the magical community….this is only fanfiction. :-)
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"What the hell am I doing?" Ginny wondered with a shock as soon as her lips touched Draco's.
"What the hell is she doing?" Draco wondered as he felt Ginny press her lips to his.
"I am such a genius," Blaise thought as he watched this exchange.
He quickly slid off the desk and ran to the exit. Ginny and Draco broke apart to the sound of the classroom door slamming shut.
"Blaise," Draco groaned, "Where is he?"
"Gone," Ginny replied, looking around bewilderedly and taking the blindfold off of Draco.
"Thanks, that's real helpful," Draco sneered in return.
Ginny shot him a death glare, which was thankfully received for once.
"Let's get the hell out of here," Draco said, walking towards the door.
"Five galleons says it's locked," Ginny said, jumping back on a desk and making herself comfortable.
"That is one bet I'm not willing to take," Draco replied, struggling with the doorknob.
"Alohomora," Draco cursed, his efforts futile seeing as he had no wand.
"This is all your fault," Draco shouted, pulling himself onto the desk next to her.
"My fault?! It's your stupid friend that got us into this whole mess and then left us here to rot," Ginny responded haughtily, "What kind of half-brained scheme was this anyway? Didn't you teach him any better?"
"You can't teach an old dog new tricks," Draco said, crossing his hands behind his head and closing his eyes.
"Oh, clever," Ginny replied sarcastically, "Your wit astounds me."
"You're the clever one who got us stuck in here for forever," Draco replied, still not looking up.
"Yeah, well my options were very slim," Ginny continued, "I should have just kissed Henry."
"HENRY!" they both realized simultaneously, Draco shooting up and his eyes flying wide open.
"His cage is empty!" Ginny shouted, near hysterical.
"Where the devil is he?" Draco cursed, looking around frantically.
As if right on cue, a huge burst of flames erupted from the far right corner of the room.
"Well, go get him then," Draco said, gesturing to Ginny.
"No way, am I going over there. He's likely to maul me to death," Ginny replied.
"I'll rock-paper-scissors you for it," Draco stated finally.
"You've got to be kidding me," Ginny replied, shocked.
"Too scared you'll lose, Weasley?"
"Not to the likes of you, Malfoy."
"Okay, let's go," Draco said, making a fist, "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot."
Malfoy looked down and grinned, his flat, callused hand covering Ginny's small fist.
"Rock, Weasley?" he smirked, "You've got to be kidding me."
"Oh yeah and since paper 'beats' rock and all…," Ginny said, angrily getting off the desk.
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"Why did I kiss him," Ginny asked herself as she slowly approached Henry.
Just then Henry sent off another well-timed bout of sparks.
"Well that answers that question," Ginny thought to herself, "Even Malfoy's better than having my lips charred off."
"Is that the only reason why?" the little voice in her head chipped in…but no one actually listens to those things anyway.
"Henry," Ginny called, grabbing his cage and trying to coax him into it.
All of a sudden Malfoy let out a long, low whistle and Henry went running towards him.
"Bloody hell!" Ginny screamed, being toppled over by his frenzied movements.
"Malfoy!" Ginny shouted, looking up to see him stroking the blast-ended skrewt now calmly sitting next to him, "Malfoy, what the hell?!"
Malfoy laughed and replied, "Blaise taught me this years ago. I just wanted to see your blood boil Weasley."
"If killing you wouldn't leave me trapped alone with that monster then don't think I would hesitate for a moment," Ginny spat, regaining her composure and glaring darkly at him.
"If you weren't a girl, I would have done away with you already," Draco replied, putting Henry back in his cage.
"Oh, how sweet and noble of you," Ginny said, rolling her eyes.
"I am pretty chivalrous, if I do say so myself," Draco replied, smirking.
"Geez, you are so self-obsessed," Ginny said, disgusted.
"If you were me than you would be pretty pleased yourself," Draco stated, grinning, "Come on, I dare you to find one fault with me."
"One fault! Please! I'd start listing faults, but we would be here forever," Ginny replied.
"Looks like we've got all the time in the world," Draco replied, gesturing to the closed door, "Be my guest."
"Do you honestly think you have no faults, Malfoy," Ginny asked curiously.
"I'm basically the picture of perfection," Draco replied with a haughty smile.
"Fine, if I'm going to be listing than I first dare you to name one fault you have," Ginny stated with a smirk of her own.
About ten minutes went by with Draco deep in thought.
"You can't be serious."
"I'm thinking here Weasley."
"I know the concept is foreign to you Malfoy but surely you've come up with something by now."
"Okay fine, sometimes my hair isn't as straight in back as I would like it to be."
"You've got to be freaking kidding me," Ginny replied, an incredulous look on her face.
"That is the ONLY fault you think you have: your freaking hair! You are one sad human being Malfoy."
"Let's see you do better."
(A/N: see bottom of page)
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"Okay, I can't take this anymore," said Ginny suddenly, "We have to get out of here."
"And just how do you propose we do that," Draco said, opening one eye.
"Well, since Blaise knew neither of us had wands, maybe he didn't lock the door using magic. Maybe he just locked it and we haven't been trying hard enough."
"Yeah, and maybe the earth is really flat and Snape really loves bunnies and puppies."
"It's worth a try," Ginny replied with a glare.
"Fine, Weasley, what do you propose we do: shove the door until it magically opens for us," Draco said sarcastically, pushing the door hard as if to prove his point.
All of a sudden the door popped open.
"I freaking hate Blaise Zabini," Draco said, his mouth wide open.
"Freedom!" Ginny shouted, grabbing Henry's cage and hurrying out the door.
"Wait," Malfoy yelled, grabbing her arm before she could exit the door, "Look."
Ginny's eyes followed his finger and opened wide in shock.
"Maybe they're not magical," Ginny said hopefully.
"Yeah," Draco replied sarcastically, "And maybe Blaise didn't put them here. Maybe some elves came decorating while we were trapped."
"Maybe," Ginny replied, shooting him a dirty look, "You go first."
Draco looked out on the hallway decorated completely with arrangements of mistletoe and rolled his eyes.
"As you wish," he replied exasperatedly.
Draco took two steps and was caught under the first mistletoe with Ginny being dragged magically to him.
"No," Ginny replied struggling as she found herself under the mistletoe with him, "No! Wait! Stop! I am going to brutally maim Blaise!"
Draco rolled his eyes as he felt his head being drawn magically to hers and resignedly bent his lips to hers.
He pulled away rather quickly, not wanting to anger her, and Ginny breathlessly opened her eyes.
"I told you they were magical," Draco stated flatly.
"Magical indeed," Ginny muttered to herself, avoiding his eyes.
Draco turned and smirked as he took in the rest of the "decorated" hall.
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Well then…let's all just be ridiculously fluffy. :-D
Happy Valentines Day!
(A/N: at this point in the story draco and ginny start to trade flaws. I'm pretty sure that next chapter I'm going to write it from both of their perspectives, looking back on what happened and what the other said their flaws were. But that is, of course, only if that's what the readers want…so review!)
