Chapter 6: Discoveries

Ginny was in an ice cream shop with all sorts of delicious flavors. She only wished she could stay here forever! However, Ginny had to concentrate. As much as she loved ice cream, she needed to focus and get some answers.

"Men are really so awfully silly," Pansy kept saying, "Never does a thought run through their minds, awful, absolutely."

Ginny found herself nodding along with Pansy, "Sometimes they do stupid things that girls need to know about, don't you agree, Pansy?"

Pansy nodded vigorously, "Oh yes! Like that time I was dating Blaise and then he said something like I'd be a bad mother and of course that may be true but he shouldn't have said it…and then Draco told me it was because Blaise was scared of having kids and doesn't want any woman who shops more than ten times a month to bear any kids, thinking they would turn out like his mother. His mother is an awful woman. On her 11th husband now, I believe."

"So don't you agree someone responsible should tell me what Draco could've possibly said?" Ginny suggested innocently.

Pansy tittered, "Oh, mmtoldthatmahyoursleegether."

"What?"

Pansy took a deep breath, "Never mind what I just said, it doesn't matter."

Ginny looked at Pansy and stayed silent. "Alright! Draco told Marko that you two were sleeping together and Marko was just a thing on the side! Happy?"

Ginny felt angry, extremely angry, "No, not exactly."

"Not what you were expecting?" Pansy responded sarcastically, "He didn't mean to, he's not that kind of guy but he just really likes y-, just really likes to do stupid stuff. Accidentally…" Pansy winced inwardly, that didn't even make sense to her.

"He likes to do stuff like that?! Marko was a perfectly respectable guy who had some jealousy issues but really, Malfoy had no right doing that!" Thankfully for Pansy, Ginny didn't notice her slip.

"Yes, I quite agree," Pansy said soothingly.

"I'm going to kill him!"

Pansy's eyes widened, "NO! Ginevra, if you did that, he would know I accidentally told you and then he'd be awfully mad at me!"

"You can't expect me not to do anything about this!"



"Well," Pansy said hesitantly, "Tell him Potter told you and he overheard their conversation."

Ginny snorted, "If Harry had heard, then we'd be attending Malfoy's funeral right now."

A smile slid onto Pansy's face, "Yes, he's quite heroic like that…"

Ginny almost burst out laughing at what Pansy had just said about Harry. She sounded like…she actually…liked Harry Potter! Well, of course, everyone liked Harry, Savior, Boy Wonder and all.

"Pansy," Ginny began deviously, "Let's say, I get to Avada Kevadra Malfoy's arse…and you get a date with Harry."

Pansy's mouth gaped open, "W-what? W-why would I want a date w-with Potter?!"

Ginny smiled sweetly, "Just to get to know him."

"Well, as long as you don't hurt Draco too much," Pansy agreed. Oh how easy it is to sell out guys! Then after pausing for a moment, she added, "And if you don't tell him I sold him out. For Potter."

"I wouldn't dream of it."

- - -

Ron was frustrated. Hermione had told him of a book she had wanted to read a long time ago and he couldn't find it anywhere! Really, was a book that rare? Someone had to have it! He struggled to remember the exact edition but he couldn't remember. Knowing Hermione though, she probably wanted the first edition book. Ron swore loudly before apparating off to Diagon Alley. After hours of negotiation, he finally possessed the book, Unspoken Secrets, first edition. It had cost a large sum but if Hermione was willing to forgive him, any amount of money would be worth it. The second task at hand was, if possible, even more impossible to do than finding the book. He was going to write a poem.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Here is a book,
To make it up to you.

No, Hermione would have a fit if that was the poem…he needed something more creative that expressed his feelings of remorse.

It was a piece of cake,
For me to make a mistake,
But nothing I do,
Can make it up to you.
She is a stupid tart
It is with you I will never part.

That was it. So it wasn't exactly the most heartfelt, romantic, or best poem there ever was…but he wasn't a poet. Ron took a deep breath and apparated to Hermione's office. The 

usual annoyingly pretentious secretary wasn't there, so he knocked on Hermione's door.

"Come in," Hermione said. The door opened and Ron stood there awkwardly holding flowers, a book, and a piece of paper.

"I was never really romantic and I thought I'd make it up to you," Ron said.

Hermione's eyes softened but she still remembered what Rachel had said. She stayed silent and decided to let Ron continue.

"I…I wrote you a poem," Ron said hesitantly, "It's not good but I tried. I came up with it last night."

Last night…The words kept repeating in Hermione's head and what Rachel said reiterated over and over again. Ron read the poem out loud and handed Hermione the book. Hermione threw the book and the poem back at Ron, "Did Rachel inspire you with that poem, last night?!" she screamed.

Ron stood back, looking shocked, "What the bloody hell are you talking about?! This is for you, it was never Rachel, I never loved the stupid slut!"

"Don't LIE, Ronald!" Hermione's face was a burning red color, "I loved you and you treat me like shit."

Ron was a little angry, a little humiliated, and a little curious. He didn't understand why Hermione just suddenly exploded at him! But, his ego had been damaged and it was enough for him to turn around and slam the door.

Rachel stood in the corner outside Hermione's office with a satisfied smile on her face. She knew he would try to woo Hermione back with something and with what she told Hermione, Ron would be rejected. Now, Ron would come crawling back to her. Victory was sweet. However, she should have known, just as Draco was to learn, victory is sweet but short-fleeted if it was cheated game. What comes around goes around.

- - -

Ginny apparated into Draco's office where he always was on Saturdays. Without knocking, she swung the door open. Draco looked up and a smirk found its way on his face, "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Malfoy, don't play games with me; Harry just told me what you told Marko and I really just want to hex your arse to Azkaban right now!"

The words chilled Draco for a second…of course Saint Potter overheard and told Ginny. Why was he so unlucky? "I don't know what you're talking about, Ginevra," he responded coolly. If he had known Ginny any better, he would've known that his only way to get out of her wrath alive was to grovel. But Malfoys never begged! Ever.

Ginny's eyes flashed, "I think you know exactly what I'm talking about. Don't you ever interfere with my love life ever again! You are my boss, you hired me, and you should know anything between us would be illegal!"



"I don't care," Draco blurted out. After he said it, he regretted it. Ginny was prepared to slice him into a million pieces, but after his statement, she was at a loss of words. Only silence and tension hung between them.

"Well it's not always about you." Ginny finally said. She didn't know what else she could say, so she turned to leave, but Draco stopped her for a second.

"I'm sorry," Draco said awkwardly. "It wasn't any of my business."

"Yes, it wasn't," she said flatly, not even looking at him. His hands went through his hair in frustration but he had no response. She turned and left.

- - -

"Ginny, it's Monday, remember to see Mrs. Malfoy for lunch." Chisel reminded Ginny.

Ginny groaned, "Do I really have to?"

"Yes, you do." Chisel replied.

"It's going to be awkward!" Ginny whined. Chisel shot her a look and Ginny scrunched up her nose. She had no choice. Why couldn't see foresee awkward events?

Ginny arrived at Malfoy Manor and sat down with Narcissa. She was very quiet because she didn't want to say anything wrong. "Miss. Weasley," Narcissa said while sipping her tea from an expensive porcelain cup set, "What has Draco done now?"

Ginny raised an eyebrow, this woman had a great perception. "Nothing, Mrs. Malfoy. Mr. Malfoy is doing fine, as is the company. He hasn't been on any dates either."

Narcissa Malfoy ignored Ginny's statement, "Well you seem certainly displeased with my son."

"Mr. Malfoy and I have a very professional relationship; I have no reason to be displeased with him."

"Perhaps it was the news headlines?" Narcissa suggested.

"No, Mrs. Malfoy, that was quite petty of the newspaper but I don't see as to how it was Mr. Malfoy's fault."

Narcissa nodded, this girl was certainly stubborn. "My son has never had a real relationship with a woman," she paused, "He doesn't really know how to act. I mean, his father has never been a good role model for him."

"You don't need to make excuses for Mr. Malfoy, he is only my boss and I could care less about how he acts with women."

Ginny was a challenge and Narcissa knew her son needed a challenge in his life. It was then she decided to do some matchmaking. However, unbeknownst to her, fate already had that in mind.



After Narcissa continued prodding Ginny, Ginny was relieved to be finished with lunch with Narcissa. She got back to her office only to see Chisel in tears.

"What's wrong?" Ginny immediately said worriedly. "Did Malfoy do something?"

"No," Chisel sniffed, "I'm a horrible sister!"

"No you aren't, you're always with your sister whenever she needs you," Ginny comforted.

"I brought her up badly! All she does is lie and cheat and it's my entire fault," Chisel cried.

"Of course not, Chisel! She doesn't lie that much and cheating was only once, right?"

"She told Hermione that Ron came crawling back to her when he hasn't talked to her in days. She's trying to ruin their marriage by lying to Hermione!"

Ginny's eyes got wide; she forgot to check in on Hermione! If Rachel had told her all those lies, it's a wonder that Ron is still alive. "I've got to go, Chisel. Believe me, you're a great sister and a good person, nothing Rachel does is your fault."

Ginny hurried to Hermione's office. She ran past the secretary, avidly ignoring his calls, and ran into Hermione's room to see her in shambles. "Hermione!"

"Oh Ginny," Hermione sobbed, "He went back to her. He went back!"

Ginny rubbed Hermione's back, "No no, shh, no he didn't…"

"B-but Rachel said…"

"Don't believe that stupid hag, she was lying." Hermione looked hopefully at Ginny.

"R-really?"

"Yes, now do you want me to go find my brother?" Hermione nodded.

- - -

Marko tried to concentrate at St. Mungo's, but all he could see was Ginny's red hair, Ginny's smile, Ginny's eyes, and Ginny…dancing with that stupid git, Malfoy. He couldn't believe she actually slept with him! What a tramp. Marko decided he could never share her with someone else…so if he couldn't have her, no one else could either. There was a very, very simple solution to that…but he'd have to be very, very careful.

- - -

Ginny was back at her desk arranging appointments when she heard a male cough. She looked up. Of course, it was Malfoy. "Do you need something, Mr. Malfoy?"

"I, uh, I…I wanted to, uh, you know, apo-apologize," he stuttered. One thing he was taught as a Malfoy was never to apologize. It was awkward for him to say 'I'm sorry' and even 

worse when he knew he actually did something wrong. Draco pulled out some yellow roses for Ginny, "To being…friends."

Ginny looked at Draco carefully, "Thank you, Mr. Malfoy, but I don't know if we should be friends like this. You buying me flowers does not make us friends…but I'm willing to try it. Maybe."

"Great," Draco said, relieved, "We'll go slowly. Really slowly."

She smiled, "Good."

By the end of the day, Ginny was tired. It was 9 o'clock and Draco was still in his office. Whatever he did in there all day, Ginny would never know. How could someone have so much work to do? She decided to leave, "Mr. Malfoy, I'm going to go now. Good night!"

A grunt was heard and Ginny left. Usually, Ginny apparated from a street alley, so she walked towards the alley like usual. Suddenly, someone covered her mouth from behind, grabbed her, and slammed her against the brick wall. Her head felt woozy after the impact and she struggled to stay focused. She made out some brown colored hair and dark eyes, but couldn't place who it was.

"You're a tramp, you know. But if I can't have you, no one can. Not even that stupid blond business guy who you're sleeping with." Who could that be? There was only one person Draco had lied to and that was Marko. But Marko was so sweet…and he was a Healer, for Merlin's sake.

"M-marko?" Ginny managed to whisper. A gruff laugh was heard.

"You don't mix your guys up, do you?"

"L-let me go!" Ginny wailed.

Marko gave another cold laugh, "I don't think so. I think…I'm going to dispose of you…and then wrap you up for Malfoy. How does that sound? In fact, let's not waste time. I'm going to kill you right now."

Ginny closed her eyes and waited to feel pain, to feel a hit or a curse, but it never came.

TBC

Author's Note: Sorry for the late update, I hope you liked it though! For all those Ron/Hermione fans…they're good now. But I can't promise Rachel isn't coming back. Oh no, what's going to happen to Ginny?! I'm sure many of you can already guess :). I didn't particularly like the way I wrote this chapter, it seemed to jump around a little too much. But, either way, review please! Thanks!