Chapter 3- Acquaintance
A/N: So, chapter 3. In this one Ginny and Draco gets…um…acquainted. Ron is still on her case of the Malfoy thing. Beginning continues from Ch. 2, if you didn't read it, when Ginny calls 'Draco' and the chapter ends and the rest is here. Also, lotsa thanx to all those who reviewed Chapter 2, keep reviewing, or email me when you get the chance.
Draco turned as soon as she called his name. He spotted her, and turned to duck into a nearby classroom, but she grabbed his hand.
"We need to talk," she said firmly.
"About what?" Draco said impatiently.
"About this you-me thing," Ginny replied.
Draco frowned and sighed. "There is no you-me thing, okay? Now can you leave me alone? People are staring."
And indeed they were. The passing students were all glancing at them and snickering. No doubt why.
"Are you eavesdropping?" Draco said to a third year. The boy quickened his pace as he shook his head. "What? I'm not good enough to be eavesdropped on?" Draco turned to a fifth year. "Do I have something on my face? Cuz if I do, would you please tell me?" She hurried away too. And soon there was no one in the hall but Ginny and Draco.
Draco sighed again as he turned to face her. "What do you want? I have a class to get to, you know."
"Yeah, right," Ginny shot back, glancing at his empty shoulder. "Where's you backpack, then?" Draco sighed. "You haven't been going to your classes."
"What's it to you?"
"Nothing, okay? I don't know…I just think you should."
"Miss goody two shoes strikes again," Draco sniggered. "Haven't you ever broken any rules before?"
Ginny glared at him. "Yeah, when I kissed you."
That hit him right in the face. "That's not a rule."
Ginny merely looked at him.
"I mean, come on, Ginny, you can't be perfect," Draco said, trying to change the subject.
"I try to be," said Ginny. "I try my best, and I go to my classes."
Draco held up his hands. "You're not my mom, okay? Besides, my mom wouldn't yell at me for not going to class. And stop rubbing it in."
"I don't give a damn what your mom does, and I'm not trying to be your mom." said Ginny impatiently. "And I also don't care if I rub it in so much that there's a hole."
"Watch the language, young lady," said Draco, half-grinning.
Ginny hid a smile. "Now who's the mom?"
"You?"
Ginny sighed. "Look, Draco, why don't you start going to your classes and stop being stupid?"
"Am I being stupid?"
"Yes," said Ginny automatically.
"Really?"
"Uh-huh,"
"Are you sure? A hundred percent sure? 'Cause it's not nice to accuse a Malfoy of being stupid."
"YES, okay?" Ginny said. "And stop repeating yourself."
"Am I repeating myself?"
"And now you're just trying to annoy me," she said irritably.
"Am I try-" Draco ducked as Ginny made a move to slap him.
Ginny sighed. "You know, Draco, staying at home and hiding in your bed isn't going to make everyone forget about it."
"But it could," said Draco.
"But it could," Ginny agreed. "But not likely."
Draco looked at her. She was still the same Ginny Weasley, the girl with the red hair and stubborn attitude he admired. He was mad after what happened, who wouldn't be? But deep down, Draco knew he still had a thing for her. Draco sighed as he gave in. "Okay, I'll go back." He said. "Happy? But I'm not just doing this because I want to, okay? I'm doing it because you want me to." He turned and walked away, before he can do anything stupid.
Ginny stared at his disappearing figure. I'm doing it because you want me to. Wasn't that the same this as I'm doing it for you? She smiled to herself. Draco's clever tongue could get someone mad at him in five seconds, but could also melt to thickest and strongest metal. I'm doing it for you. Ginny smiled again. She liked the sound of that.
***
Harry paced the dorm, with Ron and Hermione perched on the beds.
"C'mon, Harry," Hermione insisted. "Leave her alone." They were, again, discussing the issue of Malfoy and Ginny.
Harry jerked his head to look at Ron. "Tell that to him." He snapped.
Ron frowned as he crossed his arms. "Hey, I just don't feel right. Can you help worrying when your sister is seeing a Slytherin? Or anyone? I mean, we're not even dating."
Hermione sighed.
"No," said Ron stubbornly. "It'll probably be okay if it was someone else. But when it's Malfoy…" he trailed off.
Hermione looked at him desperately. "Ron…"
"No!" Ron shouted. "Okay? C'mon, you guys, she actually kissed him! And she admitted it!"
"He kissed her first," Hermione reasoned.
Ron shook his head. "You don't get it, do you? She kissed him back."
Hermione looked at him quietly. "Maybe it's not her, or him, Ron. Maybe it's you. You just don't want anyone to see anything good in Malfoy. You have too much hatred for him. You don't want him to be good. If he does something good, you turn a blind eye."
Ron turned to look at her angrily, and that was when Harry stepped in.
"Look, you two. Stop it," he turned to Ron. "I'll go talk to her okay?"
And with that, he left.
***
Ginny sat at the library, focusing on some true/false questions; a study guide Professor Snape had given them for their test. She was so absorbed in it that she didn't notice someone sit down beside her.
"I did that last year," came Draco's silky voice.
Ginny looked up. Draco lazily brushed his hair out of his eyes and leaned back against the chair.
"Yeah?" said Ginny. "Can you still answer these?"
Draco glanced at them and smirked confidently. "Shoot."
Ginny looked at the first question. "If you mix herious and pepper sticks you would get a hiccuping potion."
Draco grinned. "False."
"A Truth Potion can burn your skin."
"True."
And so on. Ginny read all the true/false questions, and Draco answered them all correctly, with only three errors. Ginny wasn't convinced.
"Let's see you answer this." She said, pulling out another sheet and waving it in his face. "What effect would you have with a Truth Potion and a Lying Potion?"
Draco grimaced and took a guess. "The drinker would go crazy?"
Now Ginny smirked. "Who's Mr. Hot-shot now?"
Draco was flabbergasted. "Well, I did-"
"You guessed all the true/false questions! Try another one." Ginny glanced at her paper. "Why shouldn't frog livers and newt powder be combined in warm water?"
"Uh-"
"You forgot it all!" Ginny declared triumphantly.
"I never really rocked at Potions," Draco admitted. "And then there was Snape, always favoring me…but, who cares?"
"Who cares?!" Ginny paused. "I don't know…who cares?"
Draco grinned as he watched her twirl her pen (Yes, pens have been invented. No more quills and parchment! It's pen and paper, folks!). He took it from her. "I can do that." He started twirling. The pen fell from his grasp and onto the table.
Ginny smirked again.
Draco gave her a lazy smile. "You know, I think you're becoming more and more like me these days, Weasley,"
"Shut up, Malfoy," grinned Ginny.
Draco started flipping the pen in the air with a hand. "Now this is something I can do," he said, catching it.
"It's not much, but it's something," Ginny agreed.
"Are you insulting me?" He said, with a fake shocked expression.
Ginny started laughing, and didn't stop until she realized Draco wasn't looking at her. She looked up.
Harry was standing by the table.
"Bug off, Potter," Draco snarled.
"I want to speak to Ginny…alone." Harry cast a brief glance at Draco.
"It's a free country," said Draco.
"I want to talk to Ginny," Harry repeated.
"Damn you, Potter," said Draco, and getting up, he left, without looking back.
Harry turned to Ginny. "Ginny-"
"No," she interrupted. "No. I do not want another lecture about it. Stop it, okay?"
"Ginny," said Harry. "You can't deny what just happened."
"What do you mean what just happened?" Ginny cried. "We were just talking! Now I can't even talk to a guy?"
"It's Malfoy we're talking about," Harry said calmly.
"Is there something wrong with him?" Ginny's anger flared.
"In case you don't remember," Harry said, his hatred for Slytherins building up as he remembered Voldemort. "Malfoy's a Slytherin."
"So what?" Ginny shouted.
The librarian gave them a dirty look.
"Look, it's not me, okay? Ron's the one who's worried about you and Malfoy," Harry replied.
"It's Draco, okay?! Draco! DRACO!! His name is not Malfoy!" Ginny took a few deep breaths, surprised at her outburst. The librarian looked like she was going to kick them out any second.
"Ginny!" Harry said sharply.
"I hate you!" she hissed at him. "And I hate Ron and all the damn people who are in this!" Ginny glared.
"Ginny-"
He didn't finish. She fled from the library, book bag flapping behind her, as she ran after Draco.
A/N: Well, that was quite something for Ginny, huh? Yelling at the guy she's had a crush on for years. Maybe this Draco/Ginny thing is bigger than what they all think. So, next chapter: Quidditch finally comes in, Harry and Draco are captains (surprise, surprise). Ginny is also on the team. An amazing game of Quidditch, with involves someone saving someone and someone ending up in the hospital. And don't forget, review, review, review! (I'm thinking of making it my closing statement for all my A/N's)