Chapter 26: Without a Doubt

WOW! It's been a while, I know right? I don't know if this is all that long, it always seems short no matter how many pages it is in a word document, but hopefully it'll work. Um, slightly uneventful I guess, but the drama is beginning. This is basically like a filler chapter before I get the ball rolling again. So wish me luck and hope for many posts! Oh and thank you to everyone that left a review while i was MIA on here. It is greatly appreciated and I'm glad there are people out there that like this.

Ginny tired to concentrate on her work but she had that feeling again.

"Quit staring at me, you loser," She said while she diced some roots. Draco began grinning at her. He dropped the book he was pretending to read, slid off the table he was sitting on, and moved to the one directly in front of her, continuing to stare, but with more attention.

Ginny smiled despite herself. "You need a life."

"But you are life," Draco retorted, giving her a sexy half-lidded look, with a matching smirk. He was about to make a raunchy comment when Ginny gave a loud snort.

"Well that wasn't very lady-like."

"When did I ever give you the impression that I was lady like?" Ginny asked, drawing her eyes up from her notes to his face, giving him a skeptical look.

Draco had nothing to say to that and settled on, "I can see down your shirt."

Ginny gave him a wicked smirk and went back to her notes, trying to figure out where she was.

Draco however did not enjoy the fact that despite the fact that he was laying down every smarmy comment in the book, she was still capable of ignoring him. He grabbed a quill and wrote something on his hand, within her line of sight, and stuck it in his pocket. When she gave him a questioning glance, he smiled and said, "I've got 'Ginny' in my pants."

Ginny shook her head and sighed, "And her I thought you were just egotistical, mean, and a smart-ass. But now I learn you're immature, raunchy, have a TERRIBLE sense of humor, and this last one shows quite delusional."

"That's what you think sweetheart."

"I have just had my point proven."

Draco crossed his arms, and despite the fact that he didn't smile, his eyes showed amusement. "Explain to me how I'm immature."

Ginny stood up, eyebrow raised, "So you admit to being raunchy, corny, and delusional?"

"You can't think of a time I've been immature," Draco laughed, leaning back on the table with his hands.

"I can too, I just think you're too immature to have a normal conversation about your maturity level," Ginny replied with a laugh, scooping up her books and dashing out the door.

She didn't get very far before she felt herself being pushed into an alcove and cornered against the wall. She looked around and smiled at Draco before saying, "How very corny of you, looking for a snog in an alcove."

Draco gave her a grin that made Ginny go weak at the knees. "Who said I was looking for some action? Don't you have a perverted head."

"Well what else do people do in alcoves?" Ginny asked.

"Study?"

"I've never heard of anyone studying in one," Ginny stated, still staring at Draco.

"Well then we can get rid of these, can't we," He replied, knocking all her books to the ground. Ginny could feel the gentle puffs of breath on her face as he slowly lowered his head. Her eyelids began to get heavy as she waited. Suddenly she felt him tense next to her, her face suddenly hit by cold air, as he leaned off.

"What's wrong? Snape coming to check up on us? I'm sad to say, you really are a rotten tutor. I've done practically no potions work at these things all year. I'm going to be in quite a bit of trouble when exams roll around, and those are coming up fast." She opened her eyes completely only to see him standing in front of her, face completely neutral.

"No it's just…" he stopped in the middle of his sentence for a few second, closed his eyes, and started again. "I'm going home for holiday break. We're not going to get a lot of time because of that."

Ginny didn't understand why that was so important to say, so she shrugged and answered, "That's okay. I'm not the clingy type. We'll see each other after. It's not a big deal you know."

"Yeah I guess," Draco murmured, sticking his hands deep in his pockets. They stood there for a few seconds before Draco abruptly blurted out, "I need to go," and ran off to his common room.

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"Harry, you don't exactly have an unbiased position here," Hermione explained over the top of her book. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were sitting around the common room, doing their assignments when Harry had brought up the topic of Draco. To this, Hermione had looked at Ginny, who continued reading her novel.

Harry drew a frustrated hand through his hair. "Yes, except I know he's up to something. He's really wired these days, and I see him randomly run off after classes."

"Everyone's wired, Harry, classes are getting harder," Hermione gently pointed out.

"Maybe he just has to pee," Ginny pointed out. Everyone looked at her dubiously. "What? Maybe he just has to go really bad after class. Have you ever tried sitting through a class when you have to use the loo? It's a nightmare. I'd run too."

"I'm telling you he's up to something and I'm determined to find out," Harry snapped, taking his seat on the couch.

Ron turned to Harry and asked, "Does that mean we'll be dragged into this crazy chase with you? Because I hate to say it mate, but we're a bit too big to all fit under your cloak."

"That's fine Ron, because I don't need you guys. I can see this is a big joke to everyone here and that you don't care, but I don't plan on being surprised when I find Draco Malfoy on Voldemort side in the end." And with that speech, Harry stomped off to his room.

"I don't plan on being surprised when Harry kills himself from paranoia…" Ginny mumbled to herself. After a few minutes, Ron stretched and went off to bed, leaving Ginny with only Hermione for company. The latter took this opportunity to speak to Ginny.

"The loo? Are you serious? What kind of joke was that? Are you hiding something for him?" Hermione prodded at Ginny.

"No because there is nothing to hide. Malfoy hasn't done anything wrong. I should know, I see him more than the rest of you. Half the time we're in the dungeons and the other half we're in the library…"

"That leads to my next question. Just what you two up to? I see the way you guys look at each other when Ron does something stupid. I'm not blind Ginny, you fancy him and I don't want you getting messed up with someone like him."

"Well then cover your eyes, Hermione, because if I choose to get messed up with someone like him, that's my own business and my own doing. I refuse to run my personal life by you." Ginny untwisted from her position on the couch and stalked off to bed. In reality, she didn't know if she was getting messed up with Draco or not. At the least, they were becoming very good friends. She thought she wanted more, after all, they were constantly messing around, and like any other girl, she wanted some sort of confirmation that they were in fact, together. But it seemed that these days whenever they were getting serious, Draco tensed like that afternoon, and made some excuse while he left. Whether it was nerves or regret Ginny wasn't sure, however, it really started pushing things into focus for her. She didn't want to be some lose girl that guys just turned to for some fun between classes.

Ginny rolled around in her bed, trying to find a comfortable position that didn't allow for her thoughts to wonder away from her. That last thing she wanted was to have doubt slip in. After Bella and Hermione, she couldn't handle her own brain turning traitor. She hated to admit it, but she was sometimes a pushover. The second Hermione says she should do something, after a weak fight, she usually does. And the second Bella started finding fault in Draco, as did she. Who's life was it after all? Ginny rolled over on her back, determined to stop thinking so she could get at least a few hours sleep. Any thoughts she had about Draco being dodgy came from her imagination, egged on by a loaded stomach.