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That day at lunch Ginny made sure she sat herself between Draco and Hermione. The last thing they needed was another blow up. Halfway through the meal she looked up and saw Draco looking at Herm mournfully. She was picking at her food and he just knew it was his fault that she wasn't eating. In a last resort state of mind he quickly wrote a note and snuck it into Ginny's hand. The young ginger-haired girl read the note. It said, 'Meet me in the library after lunch.' She quickly wrote a reply and handed it back to him. 'Why the hell should I?' He hurriedly scribbled something and gave it to her. 'Please?' it said. Ginny simply couldn't hide a look of shock. Malfoys never asked for anything. She nodded at him quickly and turned back to her lunch.
To Ginny's relief, Hermione decided to go to the dorms because she felt a headache coming on. With that out of the way, Ginny went to the library. She found Draco leaning casually against one of the shelves. She stopped in front of him and crossed her arms. "You've got ten minutes. Start talking." Draco stood up straight and looked her square in the eye. "I need your help with Hermione." Ginny resisted the urge to laugh out loud. "You want my help? Why on earth would I help you? In case you didn't notice you basically broke Herm's heart into little tiny pieces." Pain and regret flashed across his face, and when he spoke again he seemed quiet and humble. "Look, I know I hurt her. But you've got to understand that I'd do anything to make it up to her. So please Ginny, help me." For some strange reason Ginny believed that he was truly sorry. "Fine, I'll help you, but only because of Hermione. Just know that if you hurt her again I'll beat on you until your ancestors feel it!" He had to grin at the thought of this tiny girl trying to beat on him. When he held out his hand she hesitantly reached over and they shook on it. "Now the first thing you're going to have to do is…"
On Christmas Eve Hermione Granger was forced to get dressed up. Dumbledore had insisted on everyone doing it. But not just dressed up, oh no. They were formals, heels, up-dos, the works. It was some consolation that all of the guys had to wear tuxedos, but not much. As they were getting ready, Hermione turned to Ginny. "I feel like I'm going to a bloody Prom." "I know Herm but you look absolutely gorgeous." She gave a sincere smile to emphasize her point. "Thanks Gin but honestly you look radiant, that's the only word for it. I bet Harry's going to be sorry he missed this!" Ginny blushed almost the color of her hair. "You really think so?" "Yes I do, now spin around so I can see all of that beautiful dress." She did as she was told and Hermione admired the emerald green dress with it's sleeveless, fitted, bodes and it's full ball gown skirt. She gave a little clap and then turned back to the mirror. When the final touches had been put on hair and makeup, the girls went downstairs.
Draco waited nervously at the large table in the Great Hall. He glanced nervously at the doors every five seconds to see if she was there. As he sat there waiting he fidgeted nervously, twiddling his thumbs, smoothing his hair, fixing his shirt, anything to keep occupied. The fact that he felt like a caged penguin in his tux wasn't helping any. It seemed like an eternity had passed when the doors opened and the girls walked in. Draco noted Ginny and the other girls but his breath caught in his throat when he saw Hermione. She was dressed in a formfitting sapphire colored dress with a high halter neckline and barely any back. He gave a ragged sigh. This was going to be the longest meal of his life.
That day at lunch Ginny made sure she sat herself between Draco and Hermione. The last thing they needed was another blow up. Halfway through the meal she looked up and saw Draco looking at Herm mournfully. She was picking at her food and he just knew it was his fault that she wasn't eating. In a last resort state of mind he quickly wrote a note and snuck it into Ginny's hand. The young ginger-haired girl read the note. It said, 'Meet me in the library after lunch.' She quickly wrote a reply and handed it back to him. 'Why the hell should I?' He hurriedly scribbled something and gave it to her. 'Please?' it said. Ginny simply couldn't hide a look of shock. Malfoys never asked for anything. She nodded at him quickly and turned back to her lunch.
To Ginny's relief, Hermione decided to go to the dorms because she felt a headache coming on. With that out of the way, Ginny went to the library. She found Draco leaning casually against one of the shelves. She stopped in front of him and crossed her arms. "You've got ten minutes. Start talking." Draco stood up straight and looked her square in the eye. "I need your help with Hermione." Ginny resisted the urge to laugh out loud. "You want my help? Why on earth would I help you? In case you didn't notice you basically broke Herm's heart into little tiny pieces." Pain and regret flashed across his face, and when he spoke again he seemed quiet and humble. "Look, I know I hurt her. But you've got to understand that I'd do anything to make it up to her. So please Ginny, help me." For some strange reason Ginny believed that he was truly sorry. "Fine, I'll help you, but only because of Hermione. Just know that if you hurt her again I'll beat on you until your ancestors feel it!" He had to grin at the thought of this tiny girl trying to beat on him. When he held out his hand she hesitantly reached over and they shook on it. "Now the first thing you're going to have to do is…"
On Christmas Eve Hermione Granger was forced to get dressed up. Dumbledore had insisted on everyone doing it. But not just dressed up, oh no. They were formals, heels, up-dos, the works. It was some consolation that all of the guys had to wear tuxedos, but not much. As they were getting ready, Hermione turned to Ginny. "I feel like I'm going to a bloody Prom." "I know Herm but you look absolutely gorgeous." She gave a sincere smile to emphasize her point. "Thanks Gin but honestly you look radiant, that's the only word for it. I bet Harry's going to be sorry he missed this!" Ginny blushed almost the color of her hair. "You really think so?" "Yes I do, now spin around so I can see all of that beautiful dress." She did as she was told and Hermione admired the emerald green dress with it's sleeveless, fitted, bodes and it's full ball gown skirt. She gave a little clap and then turned back to the mirror. When the final touches had been put on hair and makeup, the girls went downstairs.
Draco waited nervously at the large table in the Great Hall. He glanced nervously at the doors every five seconds to see if she was there. As he sat there waiting he fidgeted nervously, twiddling his thumbs, smoothing his hair, fixing his shirt, anything to keep occupied. The fact that he felt like a caged penguin in his tux wasn't helping any. It seemed like an eternity had passed when the doors opened and the girls walked in. Draco noted Ginny and the other girls but his breath caught in his throat when he saw Hermione. She was dressed in a formfitting sapphire colored dress with a high halter neckline and barely any back. He gave a ragged sigh. This was going to be the longest meal of his life.