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Now, I must say, I am amazing. I got this chapter typed and up in just a few hours…. Ok it took like five hours but that's good considering I have ADD and my mind wouldn't stay focused for long periods of time. And it's the longest chapter thus far AND it's the second update today! Now enough about me and my amazingness. Let us read on about Ginny and Draco…

Chapter 12

Draco POV

I paced back and forth across the floor of the living room in my quarters for the hundredth time in the last few hours. I was worrying over things I couldn't change. The decision to give Ginny that necklace had been seemed a good idea at the time, but now I was second-guessing myself.

I didn't doubt my feelings for her in the least but I had started to doubt her feelings for me. Yes she had kissed me but that could mean she was merely attracted to me. She had never really said that she liked me. What would she do when she realized what my giving her that necklace meant?

Stopping my pacing before I wore a path in soft carpet, I sat down on my couch with my head in my hands. I'm being ridiculous. She doesn't seem like the type to go around kissing guys she doesn't like. Ginny isn't like that. She likes me, I know. But just how much did she like me? How much did she like me? That was the question.

Never before had I acted on impulse like I did that day on the platform. I couldn't help but worry now. What would she do when she found out? She might like me now, yes, but would she like me enough to not throw the necklace back at my face when I told her?

I knew I needed to tell her sooner or later. Maybe, if I waited till later, she would be surer of her feelings. But then, the longer I waited, the harder it would be to tell her. So sooner it is, I thought to myself.

It would be better this way. She knows I like her, might as well put it all out in the open. No secrets. I sighed and stood up, making my way into my privet kitchen. I sat down at the table and snapped my fingers, summoning one of the house elves. With a crack, one appeared. "How my Nelly serve Master?" she asked with a bow.

"Just pancakes, bacon, toast, and two eggs, sunny side up," I said with a sigh. With another bow and crack, she was gone. It was only in the privacy of my own quarters I could show my agitated state. When I was outside of my wing of the manor, I had to act normal, as if none of this worry was here.

My quarters took up most of the west wing of the manor. The door that led into the living room area of my quarters was always locked, though it did no good since my parents both had keys. Off the main living room were my kitchen, a bathroom, and an office-type area with a desk, few bookcase, and things like that, and a hallway. Down the hallway were the master bedroom with its privet bathroom, two guest rooms, another bathroom, and a library.

The library was huge, being the largest room in the west wing. It was small compared to the main library of the manor, but it was filled with my books. I had chosen what books I wanted in my library and it was filled with them and any books closely related or on the same subject. I would usually spend hours in there, just sitting on one of the many chairs reading.

At the very end of the hallway were double glass doors that led out onto a big balcony. I only went out there on nice nights to read. Usually it went unoccupied. The one thing I relished most of all about my quarters though, was the privacy. It was something I need to keep sane.

Another crack sounded through the kitchen as Nelly appeared with my food. "Masters food," she said in her high squeaky voice as she set the food on the table. When she was done, she grabbed the platter she brought it on and said, "Happy Christmas Master," before disappearing once again.

Yes, even on Christmas, my family spent little time together. In my living room was a large tree with all of my presents under it. We never opened gifts together, never ate breakfast together, or even lunch. Then, the only reason we would eat dinner in the same room, was because of the annual Christmas Ball.

Every year my parents would throw a huge ball on Christmas Day. Everyone my parents associated with was invited, even the Minister of Magic. It was dreadfully boring in my opinion but I had to attend none the less. Today was the first time I was looking forward to it. I needed to talk to Blaise, and Blaise would be coming. It wouldn't be that hard to sneak back to my quarters. Nobody would notice either of us missing.

But until then, I had the rest of the day to pace and worry. When I was done eating, having touched little of my food, I went back into the living room. With a flick of my wand the presents under the tree were unwrapped. I didn't care that I was underage. It was a magical household and nobody would know it was me. Even if they did, it's not like they would press charges. Nobody would want to make my father mad.

The only reason I even bothered with unwrapping the meaningless gifts was because the dress robes I was supposed to where to the ball were always wrapped and put under my tree. It was my mother's idea once she realized I didn't open my gifts.

I went through the pile of things under the tree until I found the robes I was looking for. I picked them up and noticed a present under them still wrapped. I rolled my eyes and picked it up. On the top was a note.

You want my gift you, have to open it the old fashion way. I charmed it to not open when you open the rest. See you tonight,

Blaise

I rolled my eyes and peeled the wrapping paper off to reveal a book. The History of Potions: Just the Beginning was the title of the large leather-bound book. I opened it and flipped through the pages. It seemed fairly interesting, so I set it on the table in front of me and picked the robes back up. They were a dark green with silver trim. I knew they would fit right so I just lay them on the couch.

Picking the book back up, I made my way to the library. Once inside, I relaxed. Just being amongst the many shelves of books had a calming effect. I made my way to a small sitting area. There was a comfortable armchair sitting next to fireplace with an already blazing fire. In front of the chair was a coffee table already piled with books from my last visit.

The library had other places to read. Some areas, like this one, had just a chair and table. Others had desks with parchment and ink already set up. This area was my favorite though, being the only one with a fireplace.

Settling down into the chair, I opened the book. Before long I was lost amongst its pages. Time held no meaning for me when I was lost in a book. It was only when my stomach started to growl did I look down at my watch. It was just past one in the afternoon. I sighed and put the book down on the table.

I reluctantly stood and made my way out of the library. When I passed through the living room glanced over at the tree, all of the presents were gone. The house elves must have put everything away while I was I the library. I walked into the kitchen once again and snapped my fingers. "Yes Master?" Nelly said with a bow as she appeared at the front of the table.

"Just bring me some spaghetti," I said as I sat down at the now clean table. With a bow and a nod she was gone again. I waited only a few minutes before, with a crack, she was standing again at the table, this time holding a large plate of spaghetti. She set it down in front of me and, with a last bow, left.

The rest of the day passed much the same. I ate and then went back into the library to read. Before long though I was forced to, once again, put my book down and leave my library. I went to my room and saw the new robes on my bed. I sighed, pulled my shirt off, and went into my bathroom. After a quick shower I went back into my room and dressed in the new robes. Almost as soon as I walked out of my room there was a knock on my door.

My parents very rarely visited my quarters. My mother only did it to make sure I was getting ready before a dinner party or events like tonight. When my father did however, it never boded well for me. I went over and opened my door to let my anxious mother in.

She was always a bundle of nerves before the Christmas Ball, but they never showed once the first guests arrived. "Oh good, you found your robes," she said as she strode into the living room. "What are all of these books doing laying on the table?" she asked as she sat down on the sofa. My tables were all piled with book and I had always asked the house elves not to touch my books.

"I like to keep some good ones within reach. What was it you needed Mother?" I asked in a drawling voice. I hid my emotions well around my parents; it was them I first leaned to hide them from. All traces of my worry and doubt were hidden away now, not to be seen until I was alone again.

"Just coming to make sure you were getting ready. And it's a good thing I came too. You haven even fixed your hair," she said, sounding appalled. She flicked her wand and my hair was done just how she liked it. I repressed a sigh.

"I was just about to do that when you knocked," I told her. "Thank you for saving me the bother."

"Well, you look ready. Let us go downstairs, the guests will be arriving shortly," she said, standing up.

I stood up too and offered her my arm. She took it and led the way downstairs. When we got down there I noticed the entrance hall was decked out with new decorations. It was obvious the amount of work that went into making it look good.

Almost as soon as we got down the stairs the first of the guests arrived. Mother hurried to open the door and greet them. I sighed inwardly. And it begins.

Ginny POV

The next morning I was woken up really early by my door being opened. My eyes fluttered open to see Harry standing in my doorway. I stretched and sat up. "Happy Christmas Ginny," he said happily as he came in and sat down on my bed.

I rubbed my eyes and scooted over, making room for him. "Morning Harry," replied with a yawn. "Why are you the one to wake me up?" I asked as I pushed the covers off me.

"I offered. You were the only one not up. Well, your parents aren't up yet but we figured we'd get you up first," he said with a shrug. "They figured you were less likely to hex me for waking you up then them." He laughed and rolled his eyes.

I grabbed my wand and pointed it at him. "Wana bet," I said seriously. He looked shocked and almost scared. I just burst out laughing, collapsing back on my bed.

"That wasn't nice," he said with a laugh.

Finally I regained composure and stood up. "Well, come on. Lets get downstairs," I said as I walked out of my room. He followed me out and started walking beside me.

When we got down the stairs Fred and George both jumped up. "We'll go wake Mum and Dad," they said together as they dashed up the stairs. After a few thumps and some screaming from Mum, they came back downstairs pulling Mum and Dad.

"Presents!" Bill said happily as he started handing them out. It took at least an hour before everyone got all of their presents. Ron shrieked and nearly ran from the house when he opened Fred and George's gift. It was a large stuffed spider. It looks so lifelike that I almost believed it to be real for a second.

By the time we were done I had nine gifts. Bill gave me a new romance novel, Fleur game me a silver bracelet, Fred and George got me a new cage and toys for Arnold, Charlie got me new dragon hide gloves, Ron gave me a box of cauldron cakes, Harry had given me a new set of quills with color changing ink, Hermione had sent a self help potions book because of my bad marks in potions, and Mum and Dad gave me a gold homemade sweater with a red G on it.

Overall it was a pretty good morning. Mum got up to go cook breakfast after we were done while the rest of us were cleaning up the living room. After breakfast we went out and played some Quidditch in the clearing behind our house. When we were sufficiently frozen to our brooms Mum made us come in for lunch. After that we sat in the living room just talking and telling stories. After dinner all of us were to tired to stay up any later.

That night I had no trouble sleeping. This had been one of the best Christmases I had ever had.

Draco POV

When all of the guests had arrived, my parents led everyone into the formal dining room for a dinner banquet. It was filled with pointless conversations and annoyingly fake laughter from my mother who felt the need to laugh at every joke, even if it wasn't funny. Maybe it was just because I was anxious to talk to Blaise that everything seemed so annoying.

I kept shooting glances at him from down the table. He seemed to understand. After dinner was cleared away, everyone was led into the ballroom. I had to stay in there for nearly an hour, mingling with important people and acting like a good host. After a while I gave Blaise a pointed look and he slipped out of the room.

After a few minutes I followed him out. He was waiting in the hall that led to he stairs. "What's wrong Mate? You look stressed," he asked with concern as we started walking towards the west wing.

I didn't answer until we got to my quarters and the door was locked. "I gave her the necklace," I said simply, laying down on the sofa.

"The necklace?" he asked, shocked. "The one your Mum gave you six years ago? The one meant for your future wife?"

"Yes," I answered, closing my eyes.

"Did you realize what you were doing?" he asked incredulously. He knew I wasn't one to act on impulse.

"Yes, and at the time I thought it was a good idea." I groaned and sat up, looking over at Blaise. I was shocked to see him smiling.

"I knew it! I knew you would make the right choice. I knew you would choose the benefits," he said happily, then throwing back his head and laughed.

"This isn't funny Blaise," I said sternly. "I gave her that necklace! What is she going to do when she finds out what it means?" I slumped down and buried my face in my hands.

"Draco," Blaise said, putting a hand on my shoulder. "You made the right choice. You knew it was the right thing to do when you did it and don't let that change. When she finds out, she might be shocked, but she will be happy," he said gently.

"How do you know?" I asked, not looking up at him.

"Because I'm just that amazing," he answered. I could just imagine the smug look on his face right now. "Really Draco, it's obvious how much she likes you. She will be shocked yes, but just imagine the look of pure joy on her face when she gets over the shock. Let that sustain you though your doubt. Just imagine how happy your going to make her. She does like you, and I can tell that won't change." He sat down next to me on the sofa and patted my shoulder.

"But how do you even know she likes me still?" I asked hopelessly. I had never doubted anything so much before. It seemed that the one thing I wanted most, was the one thing I couldn't have. I hoped more then anything that he was right. But my mind was trying to defend itself from possible rejection.

"I'm perceptive. I can tell she likes you too much to just stop. When you started being hateful and mean again, she didn't give up on you," he said, angry now at my constant pessimism. "Be optimistic for once Draco. She likes you."

After that, I started to believe him. Once I accepted he was right, I tore down my minds defenses and let the hope flow in. If she were to not like me, it would hurt me because I have hope that she will. But right now, I believed that she did like me.

Blaise and I moved onto different subjects after that, just talking. He told me that he got Ginny a present and showed me the watch 'she got him.' I had to laugh at his wit. Blaise was defiantly not normal in any form of the word.

That night, after the Blaise left and the ball ended, I lay in bed looking up at my ceiling. Three things kept running though my head, lulling me to sleep. She likes you. You made the right decision. Your future wife. My future wife.

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