AN: Helloo again! Here you go, another chapter! It was the last day of school today, thank god! *dances*
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Hermione glanced up as Ginny appeared. She turned away from Malfoy and looked despairingly at Ginny.
"He won't leave," she said. "I think he wants to talk to you. Get rid of him for me?" She asked pleadingly, and Ginny nodded. Hermione smiled wearily but gratefully at her, and walked off into her room.
"Is there a particular reason that you're harassing my friends, Malfoy, or do you just do it for fun?" Ginny asked, eyebrows raised.
He frowned petulantly. "I just wanted to talk to you… Besides, I wasn't harassing her; she started the argument. I would have just left her alone and waited, but apparently that wasn't good enough."
"So what did you want?" She inquired, slightly unsure what to expect. He looked down and blushed, for once not knowing what to say.
"Well," he began, "I wanted to… Uhh… Say thanks, I guess, for… Well… For keeping me company and looking after me when I was… Ahem… Indisposed"
Ginny grinned. Had he really just thanked her? But she wouldn't let him get away that easily. "You mean when you were a small, white, furry ferret?" She grinned impishly, loving the way he winced when she mentioned what he had become.
"Well, yes." He said looking up at her, embarrassed. "Listen, there's no need for you to mention that I was, you know, to any of my family… They don't need to know."
She kept grinning. "If you say so." She said, and his face showed his relief. "Now, I think Hermione has probably had enough of your presence for today, and besides, I have a long day tomorrow so I should prepare." His eyes flashed with hurt, but he quickly covered it up.
"Why? What are you doing tomorrow?"
"You know that werewolf that attacked you?"
"How could I forget?" He said dryly.
"Well I'm supposed to be interrogating it tomorrow. I need to re-read the files and decide how I'm going to do it." He had looked up sharply when she mentioned that she would be encountering it again, and now his eyes flashed dangerously.
"No." He said shortly.
"Excuse me?"
"I won't let you. It's dangerous!" Ginny practically growled in annoyance. What was with the over-protective men?
"If you hadn't realised, Malfoy," She said irritably, "I am an auror. It's my job to do dangerous things. Harry never understood that, and I guess you two must be more similar than you'd like to think." At the mention that he and Harry could have something in common, Malfoy changed his tactic.
"Fine then. But I'm coming with you."
The next morning, Ginny flooed from Hermione's house to work. She sighed as she walked towards her desk and saw Malfoy lounging in her chair with his feet on the table. She had been unable to stop him from coming; he simply refused to let her go alone, despite her protests that there would be backup waiting on the other side of the door the whole time. In a way, she supposed, it was kind of sweet, but it did get on her nerves a little bit that he didn't think she could look after herself. Still, at least he didn't try to stop her again like Harry would've. Smiling grimly at him, she picked the file up off her desk and walked towards the room where the werewolf was being held. He followed.
When they approached the room, the group of aurors surrounding it parted to allow her through. She saw Anna standing nearby and smiled at her.
"He's already taken the veritaserum. Be careful!" She called, and Ginny nodded her acknowledgement.
"Thanks." She replied. "Right, now let's get this over with," she muttered under her breath to Malfoy, and they opened the door and walked inside.
The man sat in a chair, bound by magical restraints. His dull hair straggled down to his shoulders, and he was smiling evilly, showing his pointed yellow teeth. Ginny was quite intimidated by his confident demeanour, but she didn't let it show. He had taken a truth potion; she was in control. Sitting down in the chair opposite, she pulled out the file. This was going to be a long day.
4 hours later, when Ginny and Draco finally emerged from the stuffy, windowless room, they were both exhausted and frustrated. He had told them absolutely nothing. She was ashamed to say that he had outwitted her, managing to find a way out of answering any single one of her questions usefully. Then, when she had finally lost her patience, he had laughed at her. When he did that, Malfoy looked like he was about to jump out of his seat and tackle the man, but thankfully he restrained himself.
"Well that was pointless." She said despairingly as they walked away together. "I don't think I learned a single thing that I didn't already know. At least not about him." She eyed him out of the corner of her eye. She was still confused about the mixed messages, and the fact that he had objected when the man laughed at her.
He ignored that last comment, and said, "I didn't like him. He was too confident for his own good." They turned into an empty corridor.
"Mmm." Ginny agreed. "He was very…" She grinned and looked at him out of the corner of her eye, "squirrelly." He froze and turned slowly to look at her, and she laughed.
"You're not going to let me forget that, are you?" He asked sadly.
"Nope, not if I can help it." She smiled sweetly and fluttered her eyelids jokingly. "Sorry."
"Well then," he said, sounding thoughtful. "I'll just have to distract you so you can't mention it." She looked at him, confused, then gasped as he swooped down and kissed her. She moaned slightly, then gathered her thoughts and pushed him away.
"Not here," she hissed, "someone could see!"
"Does that mean we can somewhere else?" He asked cheekily, and she slapped him on the shoulder. They walked companionably together into the atrium, and flooed back to Hermione's.
"Hermione will still be at work for a while. Maybe you should go…"
"You're not going to try and get rid of me that quickly, are you?" Malfoy asked, pretending to sound hurt. She sighed.
"I'm just not sure that this," she gestured between them, "is such a good idea."
"And why not?" He inquired, but before she could reply he was kissing her again. She tried to push him away but he was too strong, and eventually she relaxed. He felt the change, and she felt him smile. "I knew you would come around eventually." He mumbled against her lips, and she groaned her reply. He pulled her backwards into the bedroom and closed the door.
