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Chapter 4

The next morning Draco and Ginny took their usual places at their house tables but neither concentrated on the food or the conversation around them. Ginny was deep in thought, contemplating the night before. Why did Draco make her feel so happy and warm? She sneaked a look at him across the room and found that he was staring at her with a slight smile on his face. Ginny looked away quickly, blushing at the intensity of his eyes boring into her. Draco chuckled to himself as he watched her turn red and look away.

She's so pretty when she blushes, he thought. Why am I feeling these things about a Weasley? I can't stop thinking about her.

"Draco, are you listening to me?" Pansy Parkinson shrieked, bringing Draco swiftly down to earth.

"What?" he growled.

"I was thinking we could go to Hogsmeade together next weekend."

"No. I've already got plans," he replied shortly before turning his attention back to Ginny.

She had got up from the Gryffindor table now and was making her way out of the Great Hall. Draco smiled as he watched her go, long hair swinging, hips swaying provocatively.

"Why are you staring at that Weasley? Do you fancy her or something?" Pansy said laughing at her joke.

Draco turned his ice-cold eyes on her and was about to launch a scathing attack when Blaise interrupted him.

"What's this? Draco fancies a Weasley?"

Draco whipped round to face Blaise, his temper rising.

"Why would I want a Weasley when I can have any girl, in this hell hole of a school?" he sneered.

"It's a good job anyway. She wouldn't touch you with a barge pole!" laughed Pansy.

Draco gaped at her, but quickly regained his composure.

"I could have her if I wanted!"

"I bet you couldn't!" said Blaise.

"I bet I could!"

"Fine then. I bet you fifty quid you can't get Ginny Weasley to sleep with you before Christmas," offered Blaise.

"Make it one hundred and you've got a deal." Draco snapped.

Before he knew what was happening, Blaise took his hand, shook it and walked away with his arm draped around Pansy's shoulders.

Both were laughing loudly as Blaise looked back at him and said "Good luck. You're going to need it."

Draco stuck his middle finger up at them and stalked out of the Great Hall and up to his room. He flung himself on the bed, his face buried in the dark green pillows.

Shit. What have I done? I can't do this to Ginny. But I can't tell Blaise it's off. He'll know something's up. He'll guess that I really like her and spread it around. That can't happen. Shit. I'll have to go through with it. She'll understand. At least I have an excuse to be close to her without having any Slytherins breathing down my neck.

After dinner that night, Draco caught Ginny's eye from across the room and nodded towards the door of the Great Hall. He got up and walked out, waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs. She came round the corner soon after and looked at him nervously.

"Hi."

"Hi, come in here. I want to talk to you."

He opened the door to an empty classroom and stood aside to let her enter. Ginny walked inside and turned around to face him. Draco shut the door and walked over to her looking deep into her hazel coloured eyes.

"Will you come on the Hogsmeade Weekend with me?" Draco blurted.

Ginny stared at him gobsmacked.

"Please?"

She looked up at his pleading expression and smiled.

"Yes."

Draco let out the breath he had been holding and grinned.

"Thanks."

"What are we going to tell everyone?"

"The truth. It's not illegal to go to Hogsmeade together."

"I know but there'll be a lot of trouble."

"Then we'll deal with it together, when the time comes."

Draco took her hand and entwined his fingers in hers. He led her out of the classroom and escorted her up to the Gryffindor common room.

As they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady Draco turned to Ginny and said "I'll meet you in the Entrance Hall at eleven on Saturday. OK?"

"OK" replied Ginny as Draco bent his head and kissed her hand lightly.

"See you on Saturday then."

And with that he turned and left for the Slytherin Tower. Ginny entered the common room and went straight to her dormitory. She wanted to think about what was happening, alone. Ginny sat on her bed with a smile playing on her face.

Draco is so gorgeous and he treats me like a queen, now. But he's still a Malfoy and he torments my family and my friends constantly. Shit. There's going to be huge trouble when this gets out. But I can't let him go.

Draco also went straight to his room. He didn't want anyone to take away the good feeling Ginny had given him. He hadn't felt good in a long time. He made for his bed and collapsed grinning onto the cool green sheets.

How can such a short conversation make me so unbelievably happy?