Chapter 1
Ginny Weasley Makes a Decision
It was my sixth year at Hogwarts. It was Harry, Ron, and Hermione last year at Hogwarts. I was finally over my mad crush on Harry, but it had taken me a long time. It was just the summer before sixth year that I decided that I need a change. Harry was never going to like me like that. He had his girlfriend. Cho Chang even though she graduated last year, they were still together. Even Ron and Hermione hooked up. I had no one. I never had anymore, but that was going to change. I knew that because I had finally gotten over my hero worshipping of the famous Harry Potter. I wasn't popular but I had a few friends. I was a book freak and had the best grades of my class. I was a school Prefect and on my way to becoming Head Girl in my 7th year. I was a disgrace to Fred and George but I could deal with that. I had my goals. I was innocent at the time, but it would change.
It was the first few weeks into school and I was getting back into the feel of things. The trio was ignoring me as usual but I had gotten use to that as well. My friends Alex Chambers, Aura Clemings, and Dawn Hailwell were gossiping about the goings and comings of Hogwarts.
"Oh my god, did you get a look at Draco Malfoy this year, boy he has gotten hot!" Alex exclaimed over breakfast. I looked over at Malfoy. He did look different. He had filled out more and had muscles (Quidditch training). He now wore his hair in his eyes making him look older and sexier, not gelling it back like he had done for so many years, his gray-blue eyes glinting. He looked right at me I turned my head. Malfoy had never really bothered me that much. Nothing like he did to my brother Ron, Harry, and Hermione. I didn't really have an opinion of him. My saying in life was never judge someone tell you knew him or her, and I was sticking to it.
"Yeah I guess he does seem to have changed," I said, taking one more look at Draco before returning to my book again. It was a Muggle romances novel.
Draco Malfoy Head Boy this year was very happy indeed. His father had been so happy when he got his letter. Finally his father seemed proud of him, betting Harry Potter out of the spot. He was being more arrogant then usual and that were saying something. He was sitting at the Slytherin table with Crabbe and Goyle when he noticed the little Weasel watching him. He watched as she turned her attention back to her friends then her book. The littlest Weasel had definitely changed. No one else might have noticed but Draco did. She now was curved nicely and her red hair had turned auburn. Her hair fell down her back in waves. She was beautiful; there was no doubt about that. Even for a Weasley. Draco was forming a plan in his head, and way to get back at the trio. He was going to befriend Ms. Weasley and maybe even woo her into his bed if he was lucky enough. Yes, he thought, this will be fun.
I was walking with my head in a book yet again when I slammed into something very solid.
"Oh I'm sorry," I said without looking up.
"Damn it, watch were you're going," said a voice that was familiar. I looked up into the eyes of Draco Malfoy.
"Sorry," I said again. Draco had picked up my book that I was reading.
"You dropped this," he said picking up the book. He read the title. "A Muggle book, so you are a Muggle lover just like the rest of your family."
"At least my family isn't all Death Eater, kissing Voldermort feet everyday," I said. I was not going to let myself be put down by Malfoy anymore.
"Oh is that the best you could come up with littlest of the Weasels," he drawled his voice deep. "God, I can see why you're a Gryffindor, so little imagination or spark."
He could see in her eyes anger feeling them. She looked so sexy, that Draco itched to just kiss her right there, but first he had to play with her a bit.
"Why would I want to be a Slytherin, hated and despised by the whole school? Someone who can't get to Harry and Ron even though he has tried for the past seven years. You are pathetic Malfoy," she said, her features on the defense, "all this time teasing and making their life's miserable but it doesn't matter because they will defeat your master and then where will you be. In Azkaban along with your horrible father." With that she stocked off. Leaving Malfoy with his mouth open. Not many people stood up to him and got away with it. He liked her spunk already. This was going to be fun, he told himself. He turned to go to the Dungeons.
I was mad, how dare he. I stormed angrily up to the common room. Thinking he knew everything that boy did, he knew nothing. Him thinking he was better then anyone else, but he was nothing but a little Death Eater.
But there was something in his eyes that I couldn't shake, something that made him seem sad and alone. I knew that Crabbe and Goyle were afraid of him, along with all the others Slytherin's. He didn't really have any real friends. I calmed down. I was going to find out who the real Draco Malfoy was even if it killed me.