Title: Happy? Me? Of course…

A/N: Hm, well that took me long enough to write, don't you think? Sorry, but I've been really busy lately. But here it is anyway. And I've gotten 76 reviews! Yay! Thanks for those.

Disclaimer: JKR owns everything that I don't. Or something like that…

Chapter eight: The Date

"I can't believe you actually made me do that!" Christian said and looked at his girlfriend, who just shrugged and smiled at him. She had a beautiful smile, a smile that could make a guy do anything for her. That smile always made him do things he'd never do for anyone, but for her it just seemed normal. He was only human, and no one could say no to her, even though it was usually the best thing to do…

"Oh, Christian. You know you wanted to. And it made me so happy. It's just one date"

Just one date. That's what he had told Ginny, and that was what was bothering him. No girlfriend would ask her boyfriend to date another girl, would she? Christian didn't have much experience in girls, but this really didn't sound normal.

"But still Desdemona…"

"And you do get paid, so stop whining! And... If you're a good boy," she started, her voice being seductive, " I'll even give you more than that… but then you'll have to meet me in the astronomy tower tonight at midnight. I know you want to, Christian"

Christian sighed and looked away. Her hand was gently stroking his chest, and she didn't even seem to be bothered by the fact that Miranda was standing next to them. He blushed and pulled her away. "Desdemona, you know I love you, but this is just… weird!"

Desdemona took away her hands and frowned. "Stop being such a baby! I thought I could trust you, Christian…"

"Of course you can trust me!"

"Then prove it!"

"But…"

"Christian, do you know what kind of punishment professor McGonagal gave us because of her ridiculous outburst? Miranda and I have detention for the rest of our fifth year! I think some revenge on that stupid bitch is just in order. Right, Miranda?"

Miranda looked down at her hands. She didn't always agree with Desdemona's ideas about everything, and quite honestly, she thought they deserved their punishment. They had been horrible to Ginny, and she was painfully aware of that. But she was a coward. She always had been.

"Miranda?! Don't you agree?" she heard Desdemona's hard voice scream at her. Miranda only nodded and gave Christian sad smile. She knew exactly how he felt.

"So you see Christian. Ginny isn't the little angel everyone thinks she is. And we just want to show everyone who she really is. And I promise you Christian, you won't regret it.

Christian didn't even have time to hesitate. He knew he would do anything not to lose his precious girlfriend. "You're right... of course I'll go through with this…"

~*~*~*~

Ron took a step back when he saw his little sister. She was standing with her newfound love, Malfoy the Git, and he was happy to see that they seemed to be arguing. It looked really weird though; 'cause Malfoy the Git was always calm, cold, cool... he never lost his temper like that. But right at that moment he looked ready to explode.

How dare that git yell at my sister?! I'm gonna rip his eyes out… gonna beat him 'til he can't walk straight…

His thoughts were interrupted when he saw Ginny stand up on her toes and kiss her beloved git on the cheek, before he walked away.

Ron was getting used to see his sister in the hands of that bastard. He'd seen them at least three times together in the past few days! They thought they were very discreet, but Ron's idea of discretion wasn't to be hiding behind statues and doors… Luckily for his archenemy, Ron always had Hermione to stop him from running over to them and beat the shit out of Malfoy. Hermione, who could simply lay a hand on his, or kiss him softly on his cheek, and he would forget everything about his little sister.

But Hermione wasn't there now. Neither was Harry. As a matter of fact, Ron was all alone, looking at his sister.

"I'll give you a week. Ron. If you still haven't talked to her by then, I… I… oh, I'll be really angry!"

That's what Hermione had told him, and it had been more than a week now. He didn't want her to be angry, and he knew she was right. He needed to talk to his little sister, even though he didn't want to. To him, she betrayed the whole family, but he wasn't going to be too melodramatic, so he decided to talk to her anyway. He would never forgive her for falling in love with Malfoy the Git, but if he showed her that she wasn't all-alone, maybe she could forget about Malfoy and be normal again. Yes, that's what she needed - She needed him, her brother, and then everything would go back to normal.

He took a deep breath and walked over to her.

"Ginny?"

Ginny looked up and she glanced her brother confused. "Ron?"

"Um… yes… I… um, err… we need to talk." Ron said, looking really uncomfortable. Ginny took her brother's arm and dragged him over to a bench. "Talk" she said coldly and glared at her brother.

"Um... so I just wanted to... you know" Ron started.

"Ron, what do you want?"

"I don't want you to be angry at me anymore." Ron said, pleading.

"Why? Have you seriously noticed any difference from what it used to be like when I wasn't angry?"

Ron twisted his hands nervously. "Well… no. But you really shouldn't be with Malfoy."

Ginny stood up, "Too bad, Ron." And she walked away.

~*~*~*~

Ginny opened the door to her closet and sighed. It was Friday, finally, but she still didn't have anything to wear. She hadn't really thought about it much, until she overheard some other girls talking about their dates, and their clothes. She didn't have anything fitting for a date! All of her clothes were old and dirty and some dresses were so old the arms were falling off.

She took an old black dress and looked at it. The arms was probably too short, and it was rather, well… dusty, as a matter of fact. But since that's all she had, that's what she was going to wear. Surely, Christian wouldn't mind, right? He didn't seem like a shallow guy.

Ginny got dressed and moved to look into the mirror. All she needed was a scarf on her head, and she would look like a cleaning lady. She heard a knock on the door, and muttered, "Come in".

"Hey Ginny, I was just going to ask if… what a nice dress! You look great!" Hermione said and walked over to her. She smiled and took a brush to comb Ginny's hair with. "Why are you so dressed up?"

Ginny blushed, "I'm… I'm going on a date," she whispered.

Hermione looked surprised. Of course she did, who would've ever thought Ginny was going out on a date? "With who?" she finally asked. "Is it with Malfoy?" And why did she make "Malfoy" sound so repulsive?

"No, it's not him… " Ginny said and blushed. "Although that's whom I'd want to go out with…" she muttered.

"So, who is it? Tell me, is it someone I know?"

"Probable not… He's in Hufflepuff… his name is Christian" Ginny said quietly, and walked over to her bed.

"Christian? Christian Fisher?" Hermione asked, shocked.

"You know him?" Ginny asked, even more shocked.

Hermione twisted uncomfortable, "Well, no, not really but… I… I know who it is…"

Ginny stood up, and walked over to the mirror again. "Oh?"

And then Hermione said it, "Yes. But I thought he was Desdemona's boyfriend."

Ginny's heart skipped a beat, and she slowly turned around, meeting Hermione's eyes. "D-Desdemona's boyfriend?" she stammered nervously.

"Ye, but they've probably broken up. Last time a saw them kissing was… um… Wednesday I think, when did he ask you out?" Hermione asked, not noticing that Ginny's face had paled.

Ginny shook her head… no, no… this can't be happening… but deep down inside she knew it was true. She felt as though finally everything just fell into place.

Christian wasn't interested in her; he was Desdemona's boyfriend. Miranda and Desdemona had probably planned something nasty to happen to her while sitting there, enjoying her first date with Christian. They were just using him, just like they've been using her for so long, and he had known all the time. That was why he'd been so eager to make her accept the date. Desdemona probably paid him in some real good way for this. Maybe one of her famous nighttime visits in the Astronomy tower. Yes, that's how she usually did it…

Hermione cleared her throat, "Ginny? Are you okay? When did he ask you out?"

"He asked me out on Monday…" Ginny whispered silently.

~*~*~*~

Ginny walked down to the entrance hall a quarter to seven. She had decided to go anyway. She didn't really know why, but she needed to know what they were up to this time. So she sat down on a bench and waited for her date to arrive.

The entrance hall was almost empty. Just some students running out to get to Hogsmeade as fast as they could.

She had talked to Draco earlier, and promised him to be back at 10 pm. She had said that she would meet him down at the lake at their usual spot, and that she would be in time. She thought she probable would be there earlier now that she knew this was only some kind of joke, but hadn't said anything to Draco about it. It would be to humiliating. After all of their fights about this ridiculous date she couldn't admit that he was right. But she would meet him there later, and she would tell him that it had been a great date, but that Christian wasn't her type. Draco was.

"Hi Ginny", she heard someone say, and she looked up. Christian. She felt her cheeks turn red and mumbled a "Hallo" to him as she stood up. He took her hand, "Do you want to go?"

Ginny tried to look, and sound, as normal as possible, "Yes, let's get out of here."

He smiled down at her and led her out of the big doors.

They didn't say anything as they walked the way to Hogsmeade. Ginny looked at Christian.

Look at him…He just walks there, like it was the most normal thing in the world. When we're at "The Three Broomsticks", I'm gonna show him that he's wrong. God, I hate this…

They walked into "The Three Broomsticks", and Christian showed her to a table in the middle of the big room. He bought them both butterbeers, and sat down next to her.

"So, Ginny. Tell me about yourself" He said and smiled at her.

She didn't try to return the smile as she answered. "I used to be friends with Desdemona and Miranda. Actually, I think you know them… Especially Desdemona."

Christian's smile faded and he stared at her for a couple of seconds. He mumbled an excuse to her, before he stood up and walked over to the bar, and to someone dressed in black robes, with a big hood covering her face.

"Dess, she knows!" he hissed to her after checking over his shoulder that Ginny couldn't see, or hear them.

Desdemona turned around and gave him a big smile. "Does that really matter, dear? Your part in this is soon to be over with anyway."

Christian swallowed, nervously and checked over his shoulder again to make sure she wasn't looking. "But… Dess, what are you planning on doing to her?" he asked, panicked.

Desdemona gave him a big glass with butterbeer and said, "Give this to her, and then you can leave. But make sure she drinks it, get it?" When she saw that he was still hesitating, she pulled him in for a kiss making him loose his breath. "Get it?"

Christian just nodded and walked over to Ginny, with the glass hard clenched in his hand.

"G- Ginny… I… I bought you another butterbeer." He said nervously.

"Thank you, Christian. Now, can you please tell Desdemona to come here, I need to talk to her."

"Um… I don't know what you're talking about Ginny. W- why would Desdemona be here?"

"Oh, stop it Christian. I know she's here, and I know why you asked me out. I'm not as stupid as you may think. Even though they think so…"

Christian sighed. "I'm sorry Ginny… I didn't want to do this… I promise."

Ginny closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Just go and get her. Okay?" Christian stood up and walked away again.

A few seconds later Desdemona came and stood right in front of her. "Hello dear, enjoying your date?" Desdemona said coldly. Ginny felt more and more angry, and forgot about her shyness.

"You mean the date with your boyfriend? Yes actually, but I think I'd like to know what you're planning on doing to me now."

Desdemona laughed. "Calm down, Ginny, and drink you butterbeer. When cute boys buy you a butterbeer, you have to drink it. You wouldn't want to be rude, now would you?"

Ginny sighed, and took the glass. "Fine, but then you will tell me what you're up to." Desdemona smiled as she saw Ginny drink almost the whole glass of butterbeer.

When she was done she smiled even bigger. "I wont tell you what we're going to do to you. I think I'll just show you."

Ginny tried to protest but when she opened her mouth to speak, she felt a wave of dizziness come over her. She blinked a couple of times, but the weird feeling wouldn't go away. She looked up at Desdemona, and nearly felt backwards. She could see one, two three… five Desdemona!

She tried to stand up, back her knees wouldn't carry her, and she felt into someone's arms. Who, she didn't know. Her head was aching, and she heard voices around her. They sounded so thick, and she couldn't make out what they were saying, so she let herself being dragged out of the crowded room.

The strong arms that carried her stopped in a dark alley, and put her down on the ground. She heard laughter around her, and a voice saying, "Now Ginny, it's payback time!"

And then everything went black.

~*~*~*~

Draco sighed and looked at his watch again. 10.30 pm. She was late. He'd been sitting out there for over an hour waiting for her, and she hadn't showed up!

He knew he shouldn't have let her go to that date. He was a Hufflepuff for god's sake! If she dated him instead of Draco she wouldn't have to face the problem with her brother. And that damned Hufflepuff had probable no problems with telling her that he liked her.

He stood up and slowly walked back to the castle. If she didn't want him, fine! He wouldn't waste any more time on her then. But that damned Hufflepuff would pay for this…

"Malfoy?! Maaaalfoooy?!"

Draco looked up as he heard his name being called, hoping it was Ginny.

"Malfoy, you slimy git, where are you?"

Draco frowned. That's a way to get my attention…

"Stop scream, damnit. What do you want?" Draco yelled back as he saw a brown-haired girl come running towards him.

"It's… It's… It's Ginny!" She said between the pantings.

Draco felt his heart skip a beat. "What? What happened to her? Tell me!"

The girl in front of him took a deep breath, "She's in Hogsmeade… I know I should've stopped it, but when Dess has made up her mind about something, it's just impossible to stop her… I never meant for it… I didn't know! I'm so sorry…" She said and Draco watched as the tears streamed her face.

"Fuck it! Where is she, and what the hell have you done to her?!" he screamed.

"I'll show you." She took his arm in a tight grip and ran away.

Draco saw all sorts of horrible scenarios in his mind as they ran towards Hogsmeade. He pushed them away though, and looked around as the girl suddenly stopped.

He heard her sob and her hand flew up to cover her mouth. He looked down, and there, right there on the cold ground, she was laying. Her red hair spread out, almost covering her face, and her body looking too lifeless for his liking.

His face paled and he fell to his knees next to her. "Ginny?" he whispered and felt panicked when she didn't move. "Ginny? Please… wake up… Ginny?!" He tried to shake her, but knew it was useless. She didn't move. He took off his robe and put it around her shoulders, trying to keep the little body heat she had left. All thoughts of magic disappearing from his mind. He pulled her up in his arms and stood up, nervously.

Please let her be alive… please let her be alive… he thought as he ran back to the castle, with the girl running right behind him.

~*~*~*~

He pushed the door open with his foot, and walked into the room. He lay her down on a bed and sat down next to her. He heard the girl calling for the nurse, and the next moment he was being pushed out of the door by Madame Pomfrey, ("I can't work with all of you running in my way!")

Draco pushed his back against the wall, and slid down to the floor. He'd never felt that panicked before, and that scared him. That one person could have that much affect on him.

"If she only knew what she's doing to me…" he muttered.

The brown haired girl looked down at him, and bit her lip. "M- Malfoy?" she whispered.

"What?" He asked, not looking up at her.

"I'm sorry…"

~*~*~*~

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