The Hunter and the Hunted
**Double Jepoardy**
Malfoy watched as Ginny twirled and laughed in the arms of her brother Fred. It was so...funny...he thought, that the very people he was annoying could do nothing, because of their sister's involvement.
"Having fun Draco?" laughed Ginny as she flopped into a seat beside him.
"It's not as much fun when I'm not dancing with you." he replied quietly. He leaned over and tilted her chin up, and kissed her soflty on the lips. She closed her eyes, and a glance sideways showed Draco that Ron and Harry were burning with anger. He wrapped his arms gently around her, and held her close.
"Draco..." she murmured "...let's go outside."
"Ok."
Ginny held Draco's hand as they walked slowly between the rose bushes.
"What's it like, Draco?" asked Ginny suddenly. He stared at her. "What's it like to be a Malfoy. I know you're rich, and famous - and respected, though through fear - but I want to know...do you like it?"
Draco stared up at the sky for a moment.
"No. I have to honestly say, I would swap it in a moment for a life of quiet insignificance. You cannot...you have no idea what my father expects of me." Draco's voice was little more than a whisper, and far from lieing to her, he found himself pouring out his heart. This wasn't how it was supposed to be!
"I never knew you before, did I?" murmured Ginny as she slipped her arms around him. "I just took my brothers' word for it that you were a terrible person." Her lips brushed his, and he felt inside a stirring like no other.
No, Draco, NO! he scolded himself
She pressed her lips to his, and try as he might he could not pull away. She was totally, utterly enchanting, and he found himself kissing back.
The next morning dawned bright, but cold. Winter was becoming colder, and it would begin to snow soon. Hermione shivered as she slipped into Ginny's room.
"Gin, are you sure it's ok?"
"Hermi, just do it!"
"Ok then..."
Hermione slipped a lock of Ginny's hair between the scissors' blades and cut it off.
"Hurry! He'll be coming out soon!"
Hermione slipped back down the hall, and popped Ginny's hair into a vial of potion, and her own into another. She raced back down the hall, careful not to spill a drop, and handed the second vial to Ginny.
"Quick!"
Together they slugged back the potions, and the symptoms began. Hermione felt her hair curl, and saw it become redder. She watched in amazement as Ginny turned into Hermione.
"Go! Now!" cried Ginny/Hermione quietly.
Hermione/Ginny raced down the stairs to the common room. She almost knocked Ron over when she reached the fireplace.
"Ron!" she gasped.
Be like Ginny be like Ginny be like Ginny...
"Ginny? are you ok?" Ron seemed concerned.
"Um... yes. Sorry. I wanted to catch you before you left for Quidditch. I know how Harry's been at you guys since Wood left."
"Yeah, so, what did you want?"
"Uh...listen...I heard Hermione talking, and uh, she wanted to know why you asked her to the ball."
Good, Hermione, keep it up, you're doing fine...oh god...
"Why?" Ron laughed. "I thought it was obvious. With you going out with Malfoy, I don't want her getting in on it."
"So...you don't like her?"
"Well...she's my friend, but she'd never be more than that. Good to bail me out in places like that." Ron grinned, but it faded as his sister backed away from him. "Ginny! Where are you going? Ginny!"
Hermione turned and fled. A friend. Nothing more. So all those little glances were friendly. He didn't like her.
"Of course he didn't. Whose' going to like you, with your god damn hair and buck teeth." she muttered tearfully to herself. She flung the portrait open, and as she leapt out ran head first into Draco.
"Jeez, I can't stop running into people today!" she burst out.
"Hey, Gin, what's the matter? You've been crying!"
"It's nothing...Ron...he's..."
"Your damn brother! He cannot leave well enough alone, can he! Come here." He wrapped his arms protectively around her.
Hermione was shocked to feel Draco's touch. How could someone so vile be so gentle? Her breathing slowed, and she melted into him.
"Draco..."
AN: oO ooh...what's going down here? Tell me what ya think!
**Double Jepoardy**
Malfoy watched as Ginny twirled and laughed in the arms of her brother Fred. It was so...funny...he thought, that the very people he was annoying could do nothing, because of their sister's involvement.
"Having fun Draco?" laughed Ginny as she flopped into a seat beside him.
"It's not as much fun when I'm not dancing with you." he replied quietly. He leaned over and tilted her chin up, and kissed her soflty on the lips. She closed her eyes, and a glance sideways showed Draco that Ron and Harry were burning with anger. He wrapped his arms gently around her, and held her close.
"Draco..." she murmured "...let's go outside."
"Ok."
Ginny held Draco's hand as they walked slowly between the rose bushes.
"What's it like, Draco?" asked Ginny suddenly. He stared at her. "What's it like to be a Malfoy. I know you're rich, and famous - and respected, though through fear - but I want to know...do you like it?"
Draco stared up at the sky for a moment.
"No. I have to honestly say, I would swap it in a moment for a life of quiet insignificance. You cannot...you have no idea what my father expects of me." Draco's voice was little more than a whisper, and far from lieing to her, he found himself pouring out his heart. This wasn't how it was supposed to be!
"I never knew you before, did I?" murmured Ginny as she slipped her arms around him. "I just took my brothers' word for it that you were a terrible person." Her lips brushed his, and he felt inside a stirring like no other.
No, Draco, NO! he scolded himself
She pressed her lips to his, and try as he might he could not pull away. She was totally, utterly enchanting, and he found himself kissing back.
The next morning dawned bright, but cold. Winter was becoming colder, and it would begin to snow soon. Hermione shivered as she slipped into Ginny's room.
"Gin, are you sure it's ok?"
"Hermi, just do it!"
"Ok then..."
Hermione slipped a lock of Ginny's hair between the scissors' blades and cut it off.
"Hurry! He'll be coming out soon!"
Hermione slipped back down the hall, and popped Ginny's hair into a vial of potion, and her own into another. She raced back down the hall, careful not to spill a drop, and handed the second vial to Ginny.
"Quick!"
Together they slugged back the potions, and the symptoms began. Hermione felt her hair curl, and saw it become redder. She watched in amazement as Ginny turned into Hermione.
"Go! Now!" cried Ginny/Hermione quietly.
Hermione/Ginny raced down the stairs to the common room. She almost knocked Ron over when she reached the fireplace.
"Ron!" she gasped.
Be like Ginny be like Ginny be like Ginny...
"Ginny? are you ok?" Ron seemed concerned.
"Um... yes. Sorry. I wanted to catch you before you left for Quidditch. I know how Harry's been at you guys since Wood left."
"Yeah, so, what did you want?"
"Uh...listen...I heard Hermione talking, and uh, she wanted to know why you asked her to the ball."
Good, Hermione, keep it up, you're doing fine...oh god...
"Why?" Ron laughed. "I thought it was obvious. With you going out with Malfoy, I don't want her getting in on it."
"So...you don't like her?"
"Well...she's my friend, but she'd never be more than that. Good to bail me out in places like that." Ron grinned, but it faded as his sister backed away from him. "Ginny! Where are you going? Ginny!"
Hermione turned and fled. A friend. Nothing more. So all those little glances were friendly. He didn't like her.
"Of course he didn't. Whose' going to like you, with your god damn hair and buck teeth." she muttered tearfully to herself. She flung the portrait open, and as she leapt out ran head first into Draco.
"Jeez, I can't stop running into people today!" she burst out.
"Hey, Gin, what's the matter? You've been crying!"
"It's nothing...Ron...he's..."
"Your damn brother! He cannot leave well enough alone, can he! Come here." He wrapped his arms protectively around her.
Hermione was shocked to feel Draco's touch. How could someone so vile be so gentle? Her breathing slowed, and she melted into him.
"Draco..."
AN: oO ooh...what's going down here? Tell me what ya think!
