A/N: Because of everyone's enthusiastic response I think I'll put up more chapters. But keep on checking back every once in a while. Don't forget to review!!!! I'm not really sure where I'm going so I'll play it by ear.
Chapter two:
Ginny woke up early the next morning. The events of the night before seemed like thousands of miles away. Had that really happened with Draco. Had he said what she thought he said? She flew into the shower, and was neatly dressed in fifteen minutes. Deep in thought she went down to breakfast. She slowly sat down to breakfast and didn't even look twice at what went into her mouth. After that she sat there with her gorgeous hair wound around her fingers, just speculating the future. Would this relationship stay? Would it not?
Fred and George sat down near her. " Ginny, Ron told us that he found you talking to that Ravenclaw fourth year. We know who he is, and we don't think he's the type of boy you should talk to. He's one of the Ravenclaw bad ones, who has dark art history. If you talk to him for even to minutes you'd see, an . . ."
"Silenco." Ginny's voice was icy, as she pointed her wand at her two brothers and silenced them with her spell. "And why couldn't you let me talk to him for five minutes to discover that fact by myself? Do you think I'm so stupid that I'd become friends with someone who has obvious connections to the dark arts?" Ginny heard her voice echoing back to her, and unconsciously blushed. Because she knew she was about to start a new stage in her life. A stage that would include the son of one the most hated Weasely enemies. And Ginny also knew that noone from either side would be happy about it. She absentmindedly took the spell off her brothers and watched them walk off in shock. In her haze she noticed someone sit next to her. It was Harry.
"Hey, Harry. How are you doing these days?" She gave him a genuine smile. She had gotten over her embarrassment of him, and now, in him, she found a friend she could talk to. Harry looked at her searchingly.
"Was that Fred and George I saw you pointing your wand at? You look upset, Gin. What happened? And by the way, Draco Malfoy asked me to give this to you. And not to mention it to anyone but you. What's going on?"
"Oh Harry. Yesterday and today, and practically every day of my life, my brothers are bothering me and bossing me around. The saw me talking to Bob McBone yesterday, and instead of letting me figure out myself what was wrong with him, each of them had to come to me separately and give me a long speech. Why can't they just let me live? Yest. . . Yesterday I was crying and Draco came to sit near me. He looked just as upset as me. And we talked. He was really sincere, Harry. Really and Truly. I know it. But in the world we live in, whatever your family wants you to be, is what you have to be. And what everyone thinks you are. Even if you're not."
Harry patted her gently on the shoulder and handed her the note. He gave her a look of understanding and left her alone to read the note in privacy.
Dearest Ginny,
We were seen. One of my father's friends were on grounds and he saw us. I have a strange feeling something bad will happen. All for the price of Love. Take care of yourself, my sweet. I don't want you getting hurt. I'll owl my father and tell him it was nothing. But I know he won't believe me because I think his friend saw us kissing. If something weird happens go straight to Dumbledore, or at least, tell Harry. I love you, Ginny. Be careful
Love, Draco.
Ginny looked around her nervously. She was scared. She saw Draco watching her and she nodded her head unnoticeably. He turned away, satisfied.
"Good morning, sis." Ron's cheery voice was heard as he plopped down near her, with Hermione by his side. "Where'd you disappear to yesterday? I was looking for you. And did you see Harry?"
"I went to sit by the lake, which is actually none of your business. And Harry is by the Ravenclaw table talking to Cho." Ron looked shocked at her nasty tone and then shrugged muttering "Girls . . ." under his breath. Hermione looked curious.
"What's wrong Ginny?" She whispered.
"Just trying to let my brothers know that they have no claim over me." She replied coldly. She was still upset about Draco and was in no mood to let Hermione practice her psychology skills on herself. She quietly got up and stalked out of the dining room. She looked like a cloud of anger to whomever saw her storming by so noone dared step into her way. She felt someone tap her shoulder and she snapped "What is it now?" And then turned red. It was Lucius Malfoy.