[DISCALIMER]: now matter how much I bribe them with delicious graham cookies, WB won't accept my nice offer in exchange for owning Harry Potter. Aw..

Chapter 6. Crystal, love, your wish is my command. =) oh, and if anyone has sees something technically wrong, please tell me. I can change them right away!

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Virginia looked up at Draco, whose face was mere centimeters from her own. Wow, I never noticed his eyes before. I always thought they were blue. But they're not. It's some kind of a silvery, bluish color. she thought to herself, even if she was already panicking. She didn't hear whatever he said, because she was busily drinking in his features.

Draco suddenly stopped talking, because it seemed that Virginia was not listening. The nerve of the little prat! he thought irritably to himself. He grabbed her face and turned it so her eyes met his. "Have you been listening at all, Weasley?" He said, quite loudly so that a few students who were passing by stopped and looked at them.

"To tell you the truth, Malfoy, no." Virginia replied smugly. Draco paused for a minute, shocked, maybe, but did not show it on his face. This is fun. Virginia thought to herself. "Well, Malfoy? Looks like you have nothing to say for once." She taunted.

Draco's blood boiled at the comment. He slammed her into the wall again, making her wince with pain. One of his hands was at her throat, choking her and pushing her to the wall, and the other was on her back, drawing her close to him so she couldn't get away.

Virginia cried out in pain, as Draco's hand strangled her. She was having a hard time breathing. "What do you want, Malfoy?" she managed to say. "What do you want from me?" she said.

Draco let out a laugh. A cold laugh that gave Virginia chills. "Why, I just wanted to ask why you suddenly got the nerve to hold a staring contest with me just this morning, Weasel. It's not typical of a Weasley like you to do such things. Especially, with a Malfoy like me." He said as he lessened the pressure of his hand against her throat.

"What do you care?" she answered back at him. "All you think about it yourself, Malfoy! You're nothing but a stupid little spoiled brat, a f***ing prat who wants everything for himself. What does it matter if I held the f***ing staring contest with you? You think I'm that stupid a Weasley to not do it? F*** you, Malfoy!" she screamed at him, loud enough that her throat hurt, aside from the hurt which came from Malfoy's hand. She was breathing hard because the adrenaline in her veins was pumping.

What happened to his Weasley? Draco thought to himself. He looked at her face, and was amused. Looks like she's a bit more grown up now. Maybe she'd like to have some fun with me? he smirked at her, which even made her angrier.

"My, my." Draco drawled, as he pulled her more tightly to him. "Ginny Weasley is a very bad tempered girl. Why didn't anyone tell me that?"

"For your information, ferret, I've always had a bad temper. I just didn't have the chance to let it out, lest anyone think I'm not the sweet little girl I've always been!" Virginia answered back, irritated. Wait a minute. . . did he just call me Ginny?! She stared back at him coolly, and waited for a retort from him. No retort. But instead, he looked at her in an odd way. What the hell?

Draco stared back at Virginia as if it was the first time he saw her. What happened to this Weasley? he thought again to himself. She actually has claws! Impressive, considering the fact that she IS a Weasley. Hm. . . I never noticed her hair before, aside from the fact that it's red. Wait, it's not all that red. It's. . . what am I thinking?! She's a bloody weasel for chrissake! But. . . she has really nice hair, and eyes, and lips. . . wonder what they feel like? he almost smiled as he thought of her. But suddenly, the smile to be vanished and turned into a smirk. WAIT!!! I am a Malfoy. I DO NOT mingle with low life Weasleys! Must not smile!!! What are you doing?! he scolded himself. Dammit! I'm starting to look like an idiot here!

WHAT is wrong with him? Virginia thought to herself. He's been looking at me weirdly for the past 10 seconds. What the hell am I supposed to do now? She tried to shoot Malfoy her meanest, most evil look. It didn't seem to affect him. His mouth was still slack, and he still had the weird expression on his face. "Well, Malfoy? Are you just going to stand there all day? Let me go already, you prat!"

Draco suddenly snapped back to reality. What Virginia said suddenly registered in his mind. "Prat? You're calling me a prat?" his blood was starting to boil. F***! This weasel has some nerve!

Virginia started ranting, explaining to Draco why he was such a big pain in the ass.

"Oh, shut up, Weasley." Draco said, starting to get tired of her ranting on and on.

"Make me!" Virginia said, pausing in between ranting then continued.

Draco did just that. He leaned in and kissed her hard. Virginia stiffened when he did, and just when she was about to faint from shock, he pulled back.

"Why the hell did you do that?" she asked, slightly out of breath.

"I made you shut up." He said, then smirked, still not loosening his grip on her, or putting any space in between them. "Happy now?"

Virginia couldn't believe that Draco Malfoy just kissed her. But he's really good! she caught herself. Stop!!! This is Malfoy we're talking about! she was having an argument with herself already when he bent down and kissed her again. This time, she reciprocated. Oh, what the hell. she thought, and gave up all reason.

Mmm. . . she tastes good. Draco thought to himself, and kissed her neck. He breathed in deeply and smelled her perfume.

I am ACTUALLY enjoying this! Virginia thought to herself, as Draco kissed her neck. "Ouch!" she yelped, as he bit her. "That's gonna leave a mark, you stupid prick!"

The moment Draco heard the remark, he let her go. He glared at her, and she shrank when he did. "Look, Weasley, just be thankful I saved your life." He spat and walked away from her and into the hall.

She stared at his retreating form, speechless, and saw him look back and say "By the way, nice work with scar head and the mudblood. I'll be seeing you." And smirk the irreplaceable Malfoy smirk.

After a few moments, she regained control of herself. She walked into the hall for lunch, avoiding the gazes of other students who had surely seen what she and Malfoy had been doing.

"Nice work???" Parvati practically screamed with delight. A grin spread on her face and she hugged Virginia. "I'll be seeing you??? AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" she was bouncing happily on her seat beside Virginia. A few people were already looking at them with curious expressions on their faces.

"Shhhhh!" someone said. "You're too noisy."

Virginia was already blushing deep scarlet. She shot Parvati a deadly look, which quieted her. "So what's the big deal about that?" she asked her, pretending not to care about it. But in reality, she was scared of what he might mean by 'I'll be seeing you'.

"The big deal about it is that he never tells anyone that he'll be seeing them later." Parvati explained to her as if she were a stupid kid. "Don't you get it? He actually wants to see you again! Or so I think. . . I'm not sure. But I guess that's it. Gin- I mean, Virginia, Draco Malfoy has actually extended an invitation to you to talk to him!!" she squealed and smiled like she just won the lottery.

"I get it, but I don't like it, Parv." Virginia replied. "What if he just said that? Or he said that to scare me? I don't like the way he said it, you know. It was like, al smarmy and weird." She looked at Parvati, who was eyeing her quizzically.

"Well, we'll just see what happens, then." Parvati replied. "Oh yeah, I talked to Harry."

"You did??! What did you say? What did he say? Was he drunk last night? He acted all weird there. Come on, tell me!!!" Virginia breathed, suddenly tense.

"Okay, okay!" Parvati laughed. "Well, when we were in Professor Trelawney's class, I sat beside him and Ron. Ron didn't know what happened last night, it was obvious because when I asked Harry about last night's late night festivities, only Harry understood me."

"He wasn't drunk?"

"Um. . . not really. He just had an argument with Hermione and was sort of wandering about the dormitory. Or so he says."

"He said that exactly?" Virginia inquired, still confused. So he wasn't drunk?

"Well this is what I recall. I walked in to class, sat down beside him and your brother, who, by the way, is such a jerk! I asked Harry, 'Hey, remember anything from last night?' he said 'What are you talking about, Parvati?' so I was like, 'Doi, you and Virginia!'"

"Wait, you asked him straight out, then he didn't know what you were talking about? All the while, my idiot brother was listening?" Virginia interrupted. "Do you know what kind of imagination Ron has? He'll be making up stories like, a dragon came in and attacked me so Harry was there to save me blah blah blah."

"Yeah, he he. . ." Parvati replied, sheepishly. "Sorry, Virginia. But anyway, he said that he wasn't thinking clearly that night. He had a small drink of butterbeer. Seeing his state last night, I don't know what he means by small. Then I asked him again if he remembers anything. He said yes." Parvati paused to let Virginia digest all the information.

"He said yes?" Virginia said, going pale.

"Yes, he said yes." Parvati replied. "He said that he remembers going into you room, then being slapped." She giggled. "I don't think he remembers anything in between going in our room and you slapping him, thought. Do you remember the way he talked? It was like one slurred word."

"Whew!" Virginia said, and she relaxed. "At least I can stop worrying about that now. But not as if I really care about what I did to him. You know, Parv, it was kinda fun slapping him." she looked slyly at Parvati. "And it was much more fun kissing Draco Malfoy!" she giggled.

After lunch, which was mostly discussing and making up stories on how Virginia will meet with Malfoy again, and not eating, they went back to their classes. After the last class ended, Virginia went up the stairs to their rooms and faced the fat lady in the portrait. "Cinnamon crisp grahams" she said to the portrait.

Virginia felt a presence behind her. But before she could turn around to see if there was anyone, she felt a hand on her arm and heard a voice say "We have to talk. Now."





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Okay.. a bit long, that chapter. About the password for the portrait, sorry! I couldn't think of anything else. And I just figured that would do 'cause I'm eating grahams!!! *hysterical laugter* I'm getting high from all this sugar in the cookies!! They're really good! I can't stop eating them!! They're made by Keebler. You know, red box with cookies on the front. Anyway, thanks to all my reviewers!!! I didn't expect any reviews when I first put up my story!

Mikki mikki: steamy action?? Hm.. Maybe not just yet. I'm not really good at that stuff. 1500 words has just become my goal so they're all somewhat uniform. The first was about 1500 so I try to make the rest about that size too.

Evil slytherin child: thanks! Love ya!

Shanm: sorry, her name was ginny in the books. And well, I figured it must have come from Virginia, since it sounds like it.

Hfujglfhfk: I was thinking of that too. But it's over and done. He he. . . I'll have to change a whole lot if I rewrite it and make the scene in the dungeons. But thanks anyway for the idea