Summary: When Ginny boarded the Hogwarts Express on the first of September, she was surprised to come face-to-face with the last person she expected to see back in school. He was still the same prat she remembered from years before, but now he has a much higher authority than ever before: he was this year's new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Ginny wished this was all a dream, but to her dismay she was stuck with him for an entire school year!

Disclaimer: Once again I don't want to go through all the mumbo-jumbo of having to write this out, so I'm saying this now: NOT MINE!!! I keep on forgetting to add this on to this one: MAIN HP CHARACTERS AREN'T MINE, those other names you don't recognize are mine as well as the plot, and also other stuff that you don't recognize, kapish?

Setting: Ginny's in her 7th year; Draco graduated the year before

PhoenixRae's Notes: If my problem before was that I was running out of ideas, now I got loads of ideas and I dunno how to use 'em all!!! Ain't that dandy, eh? Jeez!

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XVI. Slytherin Vs. Ravenclaw

November paved way to frost and bitingly chilly weather, but that didn't deter fans of Quidditch from coming out to the pitch that Saturday afternoon to watch between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. It was a tensed game for the slimy Slytherin players; this afternoon's match was the deciding game on whether or not they'd have a chance at winning the House Cup.

"Damn," Twyla hissed, rubbing her hands up and down her arms. "Does it have to be this windy today?" she complained, "I'm so cold!"

Janelle, who was seated beside her, rolled her eyes skyward and shook her head. "Autumn's already making way for winter, my dear friend. And it's already November! It's suppose to be cold," she pointed out as if she was explaining it to a three-year-old.

Twyla glared at her friend and continued to rub her arms to keep herself warm, muttering about wanting the game to be over soon so she could return back to the warmth of the Gryffindor common room. Janelle and Colin merely shook their heads at their complaining friend and rubbed their hands together to warm them up. Ginny appeared a couple of minutes later followed by four red heads and a messy-haired brunette.

"Hey guys!" Janelle smiled up as Fred and George approached her, each twin sitting on either side of her and one of them nudged a cold Twyla aside--to her utter annoyance. She was already enjoying the warmth emanating from Janelle who sat beside her and now she had to be deprived off that warmth!

"Gee, thanks, Fred. I was already getting warm and comfortable beside Janelle and you just have to squeeze your big, fat arse between us," Twyla snapped, her eyes shooting daggers at one of the Weasley twins.

"Awww, poor Twyla turning into a Popsicle," Fred teased, but before Twyla could say something back Fred lifted his gaze and a mischievous glimmer crossed his eyes. "Hey Perce! Your girlfriend's freezing over here! Reckon you sit real close to her and put your arms around her to keep her war--ooof!" he was suddenly cut-off when he felt Twyla's elbow connect with his rib.

"Shut-up, Fred Weasley!" she hissed through gritted teeth, her face starting to turn red. "Percy's not my boyfriend and I don't need him to keep myself warm."

Fred merely snickered and shook his head, but he kept on rubbing his side where she jabbed him. It hurt where she hit him!

"Fred, stop teasing my friends, will ya?" Ginny scolded, but she too was giggling as she looked at Twyla's red face then Percy's. She could tell that Percy wanted to strangle Fred for saying something like that out loud; now the entire students at the stands were looking at them.

"Aww, Ginny, you're such a party pooper," Fred pouted, pretending to be hurt but Ginny knew he was just playacting.

"Yeah, whatever," she stuck her tongue out at Fred before shoving Percy down beside Twyla. She asked Colin to move away from Twyla's side and sat Percy down beside her friend--to both of their surprise and irritation.

"Oy! Look! The lovers are sitting side by side!" it was Ron who shouted it out. He and Harry took their seats behind the small group and was saving a seat for Hermione between them who promised she'd be joining them at the Gryffindor stands to watch the game.

"Shut up, Ronald!" Twyla and Percy yelled in unison at the redhead seated behind them.

"What?" Ron grinned, undeterred by the murderous glares Twyla and Percy were sending him. "C'mon you guys, be a good sport! Let's just watch Ravenclaw kick Slytherin's arses."

"Good idea," Hermione piped in. She barely made it to the stands before the start of the game. "I hope you guys saved two seats 'coz I have a friend here who wanted to sit with us today as well," she motioned to her companion who was behind her and shocked her two best friends.

"What the hell's Malfoy doing here?" Harry demanded, glaring at the blond haired teacher.

Hermione ignored Harry's outburst and instead addressed Ron, "Hey Ron, mind if you move in closer to Harry? I want to sit closer to the wall," she asked as she walked in front of her two best friends, ignoring the brunette who following her with his gaze.

"I'm not sitting beside Malfoy, Mione!" Ron whined, obviously displeased at having Draco's company join them for this afternoon's match.

"Relax, Ron. Malfoy didn't want to sit at the teacher's box and asked me where I was going to watch the game from. I told him I am gonna be joining the Gryffindor spectators and he asked if he could come with me," she explained, pushing Ron closer to Harry and sat down beside him with Draco taking a seat next to her.

"I hope you guys don't mind," Draco said, looking at Ron and Harry who were both looking displeased at having a former Slytherin git sit with them.

Ron and Harry mumbled an undistinguishable "Yeah, whatever," under their breaths and ignored Draco's presence all together. The game was about to start and they wanted to see how Ravenclaw kick some Slytherin behinds.

Hermione ignored her friends and poured her entire attention to Draco and the four Gryffindor students who were eager to watch the outcome of the match. Percy was shooting daggers at her and the one time she caught his glare she had a distinct feeling that eldest Weasley brother present was questioning her motive for bringing Draco with her. She merely raised her eyebrow at him in challenge and ignored him for the rest of the match.

Ginny kept on glancing over her shoulder at Draco whenever she had the chance. And she often found a reason to talk to Hermione throughout the whole match. Unlike her brothers and Harry, she wasn't displeased at all to have Draco sit with them to watch the game. She doesn't know why Percy kept on glaring at Hermione and the sudden hostile air she sensed between Harry and Hermione. Something was amiss between this three people, but neither one of them was saying anything to her.

After the first hour of the match Ravenclaw was in the lead with twenty points ahead of Slytherin. As usual Slytherin was playing a very nasty match, pushing, shoving, and kicking the Ravenclaw players so they could score some goals, but Ravenclaw was tough and wouldn't let Slytherin win. Ginny, Twyla, and Janelle were all watching in great anticipation for the outcome of the match. If Ravenclaw wins then Slytherin would be completely out of the running for the House Cup.

Some time during the heated match Twyla's and Percy's hand managed to find one another and entwined themselves together. Ginny noticed this from the corner of her eyes and grinned. She didn't voice out what she saw and just concentrated on the match, but Fred, who was beside Twyla, didn't let this small incident pass without making a fuss about it.

"He's not your boyfriend, eh, Twyla?" he nudged the blond seated on his left side, "Tell me, if he's not your boyfriend then why are you two holding hands like that, hm?" he raised an eyebrow and looked back and forth between Ginny's best friend and his brother who was so red-faced he was ready to pound on Fred.

Twyla quickly pulled her hand from Percy's and started hitting Fred's shoulder--and she was pounding on it so hard Ginny knew her brother would be sporting a big, honking bruise by the end of the day!

"Fred...Weasley...you're...such...a...jerk!" she too was as red-faced as Percy was, but since she sat closer to Fred she got first dibs on beating him to a pulp!

The rest of their group's attention was diverted from the match and watched Fred duck Twyla's beatings. Fred was doing his best to duck here and there from Twyla's aim, but to no avail.

"Hey Percy, have pity on Fred!" exclaimed George who couldn't stop laughing, "Restrain your girlfriend before he sends poor Freddy to the infirmary!"

"She's not my girlfriend, George," Percy hissed through gritted teeth, but his hands were on Twyla's shoulders, restraining the seventh year from further hurting his brother. "Twyla, I think Fred's got the message now, sweetie. Stop beating the crap outta him," he said softly to the girl seated beside him.

"Oy! Perce's called Twyla sweetie!" George exclaimed for everyone else at the stands to hear, causing everyone's attention to turn to the blond girl and red haired young man seated at the very front.

"Perce, if Twyla's not your girl then why the heck did you just call her 'sweetie'?" Ron questioned, a malicious gleam seen crossing his eyes.

Percy ignored Ron's jab and without bothering to think twice he reached over three heads--Twyla's, Fred's and Janelle's--to smack George for attracting too much attention to them. By this time everyone at teh Gryffindor stand was watching the riot the Weasley brothers were causing instead of what was happening at the match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Besides, watching the prankster twins get beat-up by Percy and Twyla was more entertaining than the game itself.

Ginny sat back and tried not to laugh at loud as Percy leaned over three heads to smack George. Fred was squealing like a girl now since Twyla wouldn't stop hitting him. Ron kept on throwing up some snide remarks pertaining to Percy and Twyla which only got the crowd roaring some more. She couldn't believe her four grown brothers would act so...so...childish? And Percy joining in on the fray? She couldn't believe Percy would stoop to George and Fred's level!

Draco couldn't help himself from being entertained by the Weasley brothers' antics. Granted he grew up an only child, he was deprived of this kind of interaction he was witnessing concerning the Weasleys. Suddenly he felt jealousy seep in to his veins. This was what he missed growing up. Hell, even Potter and Granger were enjoying the fun that he was sure they had seen one too many times before since they had been a part of this rambunctious family since their first year at Hogwarts.

"Are they always like this?" he asked Hermione who was enjoying the show Percy, Twyla, and the twins were putting up for everybody's entertainment.

"Oh yeah. Percy's always the butt of the twins' jokes," she nodded.

"One or two of them always ends up being black and blue?"

"Oh, they're not really the violent type. But this time I think Fred and George--as well as Ron--hit a very raw nerve as far as Percy's concerned."

Draco raised an eyebrow and looked back down at the blond girl and the red haired young man, "Percy fancies Twyla, doesn't he?" he looked back at Hermione with his eyebrow still raised.

Hermione merely shrugged and grinned. "We don't really know, but Perce's always had a soft spot for our dear Twyla hence why he was always being teased to her," she explained.

"I see," he nodded and looked back at the foursome beating the snot out of each other. Poor Janelle who was caught in the middle of this fray. His gray eyes then moved further away from Percy and rested on the other redhead seated to his left. Ginny's attention was focused on her brothers and not on the game. She was laughing so hard and leaning against Creevey who had his arm casually wrapped around Ginny's waist; he too was laughing so hard at the scene. Every now and then he would remove his arm from Ginny's waist to snap a picture of Percy and Twyla ganging up on the twins then he would go back to having his arm placed securely around Ginny's waist.

A different kind of jealousy seeped through him this time as he watched Creevey and Ginny together. He knew he had no right to feel this way. They were best friends, for crying out loud! Sure he was a guy and she was a girl; they've known each other since their first year together at Hogwarts; they grew up together and had gotten to know one another pretty well over the years. He had no right to be jealous of the closeness he was seeing the two of them obviously had for each other.

"Your eyes better not be looking hungrily at my sister, Malfoy, or else I'll poke them right out of your sockets," Ron warned, his attention now focused on the blond seated beside him.

Draco snapped out of his trance and frowned at Ron, "What the hell are you talking about, Weasley?"

Ron smirked, "Keep your damn eyes and hands off my sister, Malfoy, unless you want to be beaten to a pulp," he warned.

"Oh sod off, Ronald!" Hermione scolded and reached behind Draco to smack Ron at the back of the head.

"Hey!" Ron protested, glaring at Hermione. "I'm just warning your friend here, Mione. I don't really trust this git."

"I know you don't, Weasley. Don't worry, I won't go spoiling your sister's name by lusting after her," Draco replied sarcastically.

"Damn right you aren't!" Ron agreed.

Hermione merely rolled her eyes skyward and tried to watch the game, but she couldn't help but be sidetracked by what Percy, Twyla, George, and Fred were doing.

Needless to say Ravenclaw lost to Slytherin after the latter managed to outmaneuver them a couple of times. Derek didn't catch the Snitch though, but they were still in the lead.

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A/N: gosh, gotta love those Weasley boys, eh? since I got quite a few request for some Percy/Twyla, hope you guys enjoyed their scene here. I just love the twins making fun of Percy. sometimes I wish they're my brothers for real 'coz they're just a blast to be with! *lol* anyways, hope you liked this chapter. Draco's here as well, but sorry, not enough action between our fave pairing, hehehehe

Angel Black: uhm...I'm not sure if you could run away and marry Draco without having quite a lot of Draco-crazy women kill you! *lol* as for the kissing scene...just hold on, I'm working on when they should snog again *lol*

Amy: well there's no Percy/Twyla romance here, but a Percy/Twyla teasing is, hehehehe

Anyanka: well Draco's in this chapter...and I'm off to read the rest of the chappies of your fic as soon as I am done uploading this *lol*

Loves-Kiss: it's no longer "almost finished" but finished and here it is now! *lol* and I thank all those who are giving me good hints on how to dispose of Derek! *lol*

Jenn: are you sure he told? hehehe, well I guess you'll have to find out how Percy found out in the next chapters to come...I'm sure Harry will want to explain what exactly happened because Hermione's fuming mad at him right now :::grins:::