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*** Since her first year, Ginny Weasley has been dreaming. Black dreams- about the boy who destroyed her, Tom Riddle. She needs someone to pull her out of this cesspool of evil nightmares. And the only one to do it is the most unlikely person imaginable. ***
Chapter 2- Draco
The first day of the spring term at Hogwarts dawned as black as Draco Malfoy's mood. Bloody weather! He hadn't slept well last night and there were faint black shadows under his eyes that even someone less vain than himself could see. Making his way down to the Slytherin common room he bumped into the one girl who could make this day worse- Pansy Parkinson. 'Hi Draco! How you feelin'?' she chirped. 'Crap thank you. And yourself?' 'Oh don't be like that- today's a lovely day just look out of the window!' Draco glanced round. The only window the dungeon hosted was a missing brick in the wall that blasted in wind as cold as ice. Besides, it was underground. 'Which one? There's so many to chose I'm having trouble picking.' He growled, glaring at her. She didn't get the idea. 'So whatcha doin' today Draco?' 'Going to lessons. Go away.' 'Why won't you talk to me Draco?' The same reason why I won't go out with you, I don't like you. 'I don't like you. You know that.' 'Unfortunately... why don't you like me then?' Because you're an ugly, selfish, air headed bitch, who is so blind that couldn't tell a sock from a Bludger at a meter away. 'I just don't okay. You don't appeal to me. End of story.' 'Whatever. See you later Malfoy.' You know, if you carry on repulsing people like that you'll never get a girlfriend.' sneered Malcolm Baddock from Draco's left. 'What makes you think I haven't had one?' snapped Draco. 'Oh everyone knows you're still a virgin. A bit pathetic for a seventh year student.' Draco couldn't even be bothered to answer that comment, so he turned away. That remark though followed him around for the rest of that day.
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Draco stormed down the corridor to Advanced Transfiguration. He'd had an even worse day than predicted. Did every teacher think he was evil and therefore his marks for his NEWT coursework must be dropped by 30%? He'd done some perfectly good essays on the capture and imprisonment of Vampires in Defence Against the Dark Arts. He'd only got a B-. Why? He wasn't evil. Sure his father was, maybe his mother too. He never knew. Narcissa Malfoy hadn't spoken for as many as three years since she threatened her husband by telling him that she'd told Minister Fudge that Lucius was really a Death Eater and he had hordes of the Dark Lord's belongings and torture tools. Lucius had cast a silencing curse on his wife and it had worked- Mrs Malfoy had never spoken since. Draco had seen both of them creep out of the Manor at night when they thought he was sleeping. Maybe his mother had given in at last. He was beginning to wish that he wasn't who he was: not a Slytherin or a son of Voldemort's favourite servant or rich or anything. Just an ordinary boy. Draco was so occupied with his thoughts that he hadn't been watching where he was going- 'Ouch!' he'd walked headlong into a red haired girl who was just as preoccupied and knocked her books from her hands. 'Sorry,' he muttered, embarrassed, helping her to pick them up. He looked up. Oh no, he'd just helped a Weasley with something- what was the world coming to? 'Thanks,' she grinned at him, 'must say I'm surprised at you Malfoy.' and she walked off. 'Malfoy!' a shout echoed through the corridor. Another Weasley and his buddies Potter and Granger were heading towards him, his face clouded with rage. 'You leave my sister alone!' Ron Weasley spat at him while Harry Potter and Hermione Granger tried to hold him back. Time to go- Draco span around and walked away down the hall, brushing past very embarrassed- looking Ginny.
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Draco Monologue
'Everyone knows you're a virgin...' why thank you Baddock. Is it true? Well that's none of your business, but I've definitely had girlfriends but they weren't all good. First it was this tart in my house, Blaise Zabini: long hair, doe eyes, body of a model and big tits too. But she was nasty. Very nasty. I dumped her pretty quickly- no bitchy girls for me. Next it was some cute Hufflepuff who was about three years older than me: sweet and innocent, but too much sugar can rot even the sweetest tooth. I dumped her. Number three was some dumb blonde who was more interested in fashion and pop stars than me- I dumped her. I hear that she's turned lesbian, good for her, but really I couldn't care less. The latest was a kind of fling with that Ravenclaw seeker Cho Chang. She was pretty and intelligent but totally moping over Cedric Diggory and worrying about Potter. Not for me. But to my surprise she dumped me this time and told me that she wasn't ready for a relationship so soon after Diggory died. Fair enough. Currently though I am single. Bit sad really considering that even Potter has a girlfriend; he's dating his mate Hermione Granger- quelle surprise? I think not! I wouldn't mind going out with that Ginny Weasley though. I know I'm meant to hate her because my father hates her parents, but I don't. I mean I can't stand her brothers, repulsive, the whole lot of them... but not Little Miss Weasley. Ah well, it's not going to happen so shut it brain!
*** Since her first year, Ginny Weasley has been dreaming. Black dreams- about the boy who destroyed her, Tom Riddle. She needs someone to pull her out of this cesspool of evil nightmares. And the only one to do it is the most unlikely person imaginable. ***
Chapter 2- Draco
The first day of the spring term at Hogwarts dawned as black as Draco Malfoy's mood. Bloody weather! He hadn't slept well last night and there were faint black shadows under his eyes that even someone less vain than himself could see. Making his way down to the Slytherin common room he bumped into the one girl who could make this day worse- Pansy Parkinson. 'Hi Draco! How you feelin'?' she chirped. 'Crap thank you. And yourself?' 'Oh don't be like that- today's a lovely day just look out of the window!' Draco glanced round. The only window the dungeon hosted was a missing brick in the wall that blasted in wind as cold as ice. Besides, it was underground. 'Which one? There's so many to chose I'm having trouble picking.' He growled, glaring at her. She didn't get the idea. 'So whatcha doin' today Draco?' 'Going to lessons. Go away.' 'Why won't you talk to me Draco?' The same reason why I won't go out with you, I don't like you. 'I don't like you. You know that.' 'Unfortunately... why don't you like me then?' Because you're an ugly, selfish, air headed bitch, who is so blind that couldn't tell a sock from a Bludger at a meter away. 'I just don't okay. You don't appeal to me. End of story.' 'Whatever. See you later Malfoy.' You know, if you carry on repulsing people like that you'll never get a girlfriend.' sneered Malcolm Baddock from Draco's left. 'What makes you think I haven't had one?' snapped Draco. 'Oh everyone knows you're still a virgin. A bit pathetic for a seventh year student.' Draco couldn't even be bothered to answer that comment, so he turned away. That remark though followed him around for the rest of that day.
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Draco stormed down the corridor to Advanced Transfiguration. He'd had an even worse day than predicted. Did every teacher think he was evil and therefore his marks for his NEWT coursework must be dropped by 30%? He'd done some perfectly good essays on the capture and imprisonment of Vampires in Defence Against the Dark Arts. He'd only got a B-. Why? He wasn't evil. Sure his father was, maybe his mother too. He never knew. Narcissa Malfoy hadn't spoken for as many as three years since she threatened her husband by telling him that she'd told Minister Fudge that Lucius was really a Death Eater and he had hordes of the Dark Lord's belongings and torture tools. Lucius had cast a silencing curse on his wife and it had worked- Mrs Malfoy had never spoken since. Draco had seen both of them creep out of the Manor at night when they thought he was sleeping. Maybe his mother had given in at last. He was beginning to wish that he wasn't who he was: not a Slytherin or a son of Voldemort's favourite servant or rich or anything. Just an ordinary boy. Draco was so occupied with his thoughts that he hadn't been watching where he was going- 'Ouch!' he'd walked headlong into a red haired girl who was just as preoccupied and knocked her books from her hands. 'Sorry,' he muttered, embarrassed, helping her to pick them up. He looked up. Oh no, he'd just helped a Weasley with something- what was the world coming to? 'Thanks,' she grinned at him, 'must say I'm surprised at you Malfoy.' and she walked off. 'Malfoy!' a shout echoed through the corridor. Another Weasley and his buddies Potter and Granger were heading towards him, his face clouded with rage. 'You leave my sister alone!' Ron Weasley spat at him while Harry Potter and Hermione Granger tried to hold him back. Time to go- Draco span around and walked away down the hall, brushing past very embarrassed- looking Ginny.
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Draco Monologue
'Everyone knows you're a virgin...' why thank you Baddock. Is it true? Well that's none of your business, but I've definitely had girlfriends but they weren't all good. First it was this tart in my house, Blaise Zabini: long hair, doe eyes, body of a model and big tits too. But she was nasty. Very nasty. I dumped her pretty quickly- no bitchy girls for me. Next it was some cute Hufflepuff who was about three years older than me: sweet and innocent, but too much sugar can rot even the sweetest tooth. I dumped her. Number three was some dumb blonde who was more interested in fashion and pop stars than me- I dumped her. I hear that she's turned lesbian, good for her, but really I couldn't care less. The latest was a kind of fling with that Ravenclaw seeker Cho Chang. She was pretty and intelligent but totally moping over Cedric Diggory and worrying about Potter. Not for me. But to my surprise she dumped me this time and told me that she wasn't ready for a relationship so soon after Diggory died. Fair enough. Currently though I am single. Bit sad really considering that even Potter has a girlfriend; he's dating his mate Hermione Granger- quelle surprise? I think not! I wouldn't mind going out with that Ginny Weasley though. I know I'm meant to hate her because my father hates her parents, but I don't. I mean I can't stand her brothers, repulsive, the whole lot of them... but not Little Miss Weasley. Ah well, it's not going to happen so shut it brain!