Hey all. Yay, I'm udpdating again.

Elenya: Thanks! There is more on its way. And a sequel to if anybody wants it. But I also have a really good idea for another D/G fic so I'm anxious to get his finished so I can start it.

H.fan: Woah! THANKS.

Dracos gal: I know, Draco's just being a guy. He'll get it soon though. We can't have him being completely perfect can we?

CiNdY: They will soon enough. Tom is an evil bastard. Lol.

Saph: Thanks! That was Maori at the beginning. It's a karakia (prayer) coming. I thought the meaning was pretty cool. It means: Join the bones together. Join the blood together. Join the flesh together. Join the sinews together. Join them so they will be firm. Join them so they will hold fast. It is the heavens which join. It is the heavens which bind together. It is the earth which strengthens and supports. Heavens, embrace us. Earth, embrace us. What you embrace, is indeed embraced. What you cherish is truly cherished. What you stretch out and join stays stretched out and joined. It grows, a rock of the land, a rock like Mata-te-raa.

Kitty: oooooh, can I share your Draco friend!!??? Lol


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Crystal: ::sigh:: I know. Never fear, he will learn….at the same time still managing to look incredibly hot.

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Chapter 11: The Aftermath

The rest of the day went painfully slow for both Ginny and Draco. Ginny was doing everything in her power to avoid Draco and so she spent the majority of the day in her room, claiming she was preparing for classes, which started again the next day. Draco on the other hand, spent it strutting around the grounds and corridors hoping to run into Ginny. Not to apologise of course. In his opinion, he wasn't the one who should be doing the apologising. Draco just wanted the satisfaction of walking past his girlfriend, although he wasn't quite sure if she still was his girlfriend, sporting a smug smile. He knew that would irritate the hell out of her. Weasley temper and all.

Unfortunately for Draco, and probably fortunately for Ginny, he never once in the six hours he roamed Hogwarts came across her. Although Draco didn't want to admit it, he knew he would have to talk to her sooner or later. The fact was, Draco still wanted Ginny as his girlfriend. Every time the thought crossed his mind he would shove it aside angrily.

As he walked into the Great Hall that night he glanced across at the Gryffindor table. He noticed Ron and Hermoine sitting side by side, lost completely in their own little world and rolled his eyes. Harry was…..not there? Hmmm. Neither was Ginny. He inwardly sighed in disappointment.

'Ginny had better not be with Potter,' he thought bitterly as he shoved a fourth year boy out of his way so he could sit next to Blaise.

Draco's mood lifted a small fraction when he saw Harry enter the hall and look directly at the Slytherin table. Draco smirked at him in hope that he would get a glare back. Annoying people was always fun when he was in a particularly nasty mood, and he hadn't been for quite some time. So naturally when he found Harry was looking not at him, but at the person in the seat next to him, he was not a happy camper. Draco looked across at Blaise and scowled.

"So I see the boy – I – wish – would – die has the hots for you," he spat in disgust.

"Shutup Malfoy," she hissed.

Draco smirked back at the obviously irked girl. "What's wrong Blaise? Did you break a nail?" he asked in mock concern.

Blaise continued to glare back at Draco, wondering how anyone could ever consider that the satanic boy taunting her resembled an angel. All she could see at that moment was a blatant pair of horns protruding from his head.

"Don't fuck with me Draco," she said warningly.

"Oh, but it's so entertaining watching you turn from Blaise to 'she-devil' in a matter or seconds," he drawled, his mood suddenly picking up.

Blaise picked up her steak knife from the table and ran her finger over the silver blade softly and gave Draco a scathing look.

"Woah, aren't we just a little ray of sunshine this evening Miss Zabini."

"Oh yes, cause you're all fluffy pink bunny rabbits and candyfloss," she spat sarcastically.

"Blaise," he said pointedly, "you forget who you're talking to. When have I ever been 'fluffy pink bunny rabbits and candyfloss?'"

Blaise looked about ready to murder. Usually she was a very calm and tolerant person, which of course was a must when you practically Draco Malfoy's best friend. But, she had had a horrible day, one she could possibly class as the worst day of her life, and by god, if Draco bloody Malfoy didn't shut his mouth she was quite sure she was capable of doing him severe damage.

Then, just when she thought she was going to be able to handle Draco being Draco, he said something that made her snap.

"That time of the month then?" he asked smirking.

Surprisingly, Blaise didn't lunge at him straight away. Being the good friend that she was, she gripped her steak knife harder and said through gritted teeth, "I'm going to give you to the count of three Malfoy, to get your ass out of here before I put this knife to use."

Draco looked up in astonishment. Surely she as only joking. The Blaise he knew was very tolerant. Usually she wouldn't respond to his taunting.

"Zabini –"

"One."

"- listen, I think –"

"Two."

"- you should really –"

"Three!" Blaise spat slamming the knife down into the table.

"- put the knife down," Draco finished, staring at the knife sticking out of the table.

Moving slowly, he reached over and pulled the knife out of the wood.

"I think I'll take that," he said carefully.

Everyone at the Slytherin table fell silent and was looking warily at Blaise. She glared at them, making a few first years sink down into their seats. Clearing her throat she turned to Draco.

"Goodbye," she said stiffly as she stood up slowly and walked out of the Hall immediately.

Draco glared at the rest of the Slytherins who quickly returned to what they were doing. From across the room he saw Harry glaring at him. Draco smirked back and looked at the doors Blaise had just left through before throwing the Gryffindor a questioning glance. Harry just looked down at the untouched food on his plate. Draco raised an eyebrow. What was it to Potter if he and Blaise had had an argument? He thought he'd better talk to Blaise about it later when she'd calmed down a little and he had apologised. He also made a mental note to make sure there were no sharp objects present.

Draco looked across at the Gryffindor table again, unconsciously looking for Ginny. Still not there. First Ginny, now Blaise.

'Looks like my list's gunna be non – existent soon, if it isn't already,' he thought miserably.

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Ginny's stomach rumbled. There was no way in hell she was going down to dinner. She could survive one night without food.

She sighed. Maybe she should have told Draco about Tom. It could only make things easier. But Ginny wasn't sure on how he would react. Draco Malfoy wasn't a predictable person and she had a long way to go before she'd figured him out completely.

Ginny looked around her room. 'Pathetic,' she thought, 'sitting up here all day.' She figured if she was going to be like this she may as well make use out of it. So she gathered up her Potions textbook, parchment and a few quills, and headed down to the library to finish the holiday assignment Snape had given them. He had asked them to research a potion of their choice in depth, giving the advantages, disadvantages and an explanation of how the potion was concocted. The last thing he had asked was for them to suggest ways in which to make the potion more effective. This, in Ginny's opinion, would be the hardest part. So she decided to go with a simple invisibility potion she had stumbled across in a book she had read during her second year.

The library was empty. Perfect. Spreading her things out across a table in the far corner she flipped through her textbook for a few minutes, noting down ingredients every now and then that could be used to improve the potion. Ginny was so engrossed in her work that she didn't notice when someone walked into the library and sat at the table the furthest away from her.

They watched her intently as she chewed on the end of her quill. She felt their eyes on her and she snapped her head up. Grey eyes locked with green. Ginny quickly looked away.

'So much for finishing my Potions assignment,' she thought with a sigh.

With Draco sitting right across the room she would never be able to concentrate on anything. She bit her lip. Should she go talk to him? He was certainly making no effort to come over to her. She'd go. No, she wouldn't.

'Oh stop being a baby and just go and talk to him.'

Ginny pushed out her chair and stood up. Taking a deep breath she started walking over the other side of the library. Draco, who was hunched over a Transfiguration book didn't look up at Ginny as she stood in front of him, pleading silently for him to say something.

And speak he did.

"Virginia," he drawled without looking up at her, "unless you're here to apologise or tell me what happened earlier, I'm really not in the mood."

Ginny looked down at her hands and scowled. "I don't know why I bother," she muttered as she turned on her heel and strode back over to her table.

Hurriedly, she scooped up her belongings and stormed out of the library careful not to look over at the blonde boy in the corner looking decidedly miserable. He didn't understand. That should have left him feeling extremely pleased with himself. Instead, it made him feel worse than he already did.

About ten paces out of the library a sharp pain pierced through Ginny's head.

"Come Virginia," a sharp voice boomed in her head.

Her things fell out of her hands and crashing to the ground as her hands went up to clutch her head.

"It is time. You will obey, Virginia."

"No," she whispered through clenched teeth.

Another stab of pain sliced through her head and she let out a scream of agony.

"Fine," the voice hissed, "the hard way then."

The pain in her head intensified. Just as she thought her head was about to explode she felt her legs crumple underneath her, and the impact of cold stone to her skull.

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Draco's head snapped up as heard the crash of what sounded like books falling to the floor. He got up slowly and started to head towards the door. Was it Ginny? His heart jumped up into his throat when he heard a scream that was unmistakably Ginny's. He broke into a run and skidded out into the hall just in time to see Ginny collapse onto the cold stone floor.

You know what to do

~ SeZzA ~