Draco flopped onto his bed at sometime around two in the morning. His detention had been a long one and completely terrifying. Draco had thought that when Ginny said 'very, very big spiders' she had meant big for a spider, but the Acromantulas were bigger then horses. Draco still smiled. He had given a good impression by giving her his cloak when she was cold. She had accepted it gratefully and conveniently forgotten to give it back. This is going better then I planned, thought Draco, and he fell asleep. 
Draco woke the next morning feeling very refreshed. All was well on the Weasley front, but he had to know how Nott was doing. Draco crept over to Crabbe and Goyle's beds. They had been spying on Nott over the past few days and so far he hadn't noticed. Draco had figured out Nott's spies the first day and as a result he made sure that he never talked about his plans for Weasley in their presence, even if they asked. 
"Crabbe, Goyle, wake up," said Draco. 
"Uh, can I have five more minutes?" asked Crabbe.
"Uh, yeah, same here," said Goyle. 
"No, out of bed," said Draco. He ripped back their sheets. "I want to know what's going on with Nott."
"No success," said Goyle.
"He, uh, asked her out and she, uh, slapped him," said Crabbe. 
"Alright, I want you to get a message to her saying he rapes the girls he dates," said Draco. "But make it so that the teachers won't find out, I don't want to win by default. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go get my cloak back." Draco walked out of the dungeons and into the Great Hall. At the Gryffindor table, he spotted Ginny sitting with her brother, Granger and Potter. She saw him enter the hall and ran over to him. 
"I didn't give you your cloak back," said Ginny, holding it out for him. "It was greatly appreciated." She turned on her heel and walked back to her table. 
"You owe me a favor now," said Draco. Ginny stopped walking.
"What?" she asked, turning around.
"I said you owe me a favor," said Draco. "I lent you my cloak last night. I did you a favor. You owe me a favor now."
"That's not how it works," said Ginny. "A favor is a nice thing that doesn't have to be repaid."
"Not in my book," said Draco.
"What else could I expect from a Slytherin?" asked Ginny to herself. 
"Admiration," said Draco. Ginny stared at him, grabbed him by the arm and dragged him out of the Great Hall. 
"What?" she asked. 
"I said you could expect admiration," said Draco. 
"Yeah, I heard you," said Ginny. "What do you mean?" Draco took a step towards her. 
"I meant you can expect admiration from me," said Draco, taking another step towards her. 
"Define admiration," said Ginny. Draco took another step forward so that they were two inches apart. 
"Respect, value," said Draco, taking a final step that brought him an inch apart from Ginny. "Love." Draco brought his hand behind Ginny's head and brought her face in for a kiss, but her knee made a painful connection with his groin that made him fall to the floor. 
"Idiot," said Ginny. "Never mess with a Weasley." Draco groaned in reply. 
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A/N: Another long part. I own nothing. Review.