The next day everything seemed different. Ginny was greeted by Draco's scowl, Ron's glare, Hermione's smile and Harry's sleepy wave. It was hard to concentrate on eating her breakfast because all around her people were talking about the Quidditch meeting. Ginny was a chaser. All the Weasley had something to do with or enjoyed the sport, Ginny included. It was wonderful, flying above everyone. Harry was a wonderful seeker and Ron was one of the beaters!
The days classes passed by rather quickly, before she knew it Ginny was sitting beside Harry waiting for the meeting to begin. Ron, following his dream was the team caption. Finally Ron arrived and all at once everyone was talking. The upcoming year was predicted to be good for Gryffindor. Their first game was with Slytherin, Ginny was not worried, their Chasers were not very good but their seeker Draco was awesome. No matter what anyone said he did not buy his way on the team. He was a great seeker; his abilities were equal with if not greater then Harry's. Ginny sat through the meeting and left for the library to do her work afterwards. Ginny looked around for a table to work at and noticed that Draco was there; Ginny looked at him closely and realized that his face was a deep red and he seemed frustrated.
"What's wrong?" Ginny asked.
Draco looked at her sheepishly. "I need help" he admitted a frown on his face. "I can not understand this!"
Ginny sat next to him and quickly explained it. Instead of leaving after she helped him she took out her books and began to work with him. She caught herself marveling at his ever-changing eyes, when he did not understand something they darkened, but when he was happy they were such a wonderful light gray!
The next day while walking to class with Draco Ginny realized that he was being very different from the days before, instead of a scowl he wore a small lopsided smile that made her heart race. Since when did a tiny smile have this effect on her? When she liked Harry his smiles did not do this to her! And she did not even like Draco!
When they were in Snape class he noticed a mistake that she made and pointed it out with out making fun of her, he even excused it by telling her that he learned it in his sixth year and she could not possibly know that it was wrong. After lunch he waited for her at the doors and walked with her to their history of magic class. Before he had run ahead trying to lose her, but because of George and Fred Ginny knew a lot of secret ways around the school, it helped when she was going to be late for her classes.
After their last class Ginny began to walk towards the Gryffindor painting when Draco reached out and caught her hand. Ginny turned, her hand tingling and nervous butterflies in the pit of her stomach. Draco smiled at her. Why did he have to have such a great smile? What had she done to be stuck with him? Draco cleared his throat calling her back from her thoughts.
"Will you meet me at the library? I need some extra help." His voice was silky smooth when he talked. His eyes were dancing.
"Um…sure." Ginny muttered, staring into his twinkling eyes. His grip on her hand tightened for a second.
"Um…you might want to steer clear of Goyle…he appears to have a thing for you." Draco's face went red and Ginny realized that it was hard for him to be nice to a 'stupid Weasley' that thought was like a bucket of water on the fire in her stomach.
"Yeah, I noticed, but I can take care of myself." Ginny untangled her hand from his and turned her back on him and began to walk, or rather, run down the hall to the Fat Lady's
Painting just once she turned and saw that he was still standing there, his face a mask of confusion.
Ginny felt really horrible. Instead of not going to the library to help Draco like she had originally planed she was there early. He sat with his head in his hands; Ginny came up behind him and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Need some help?" She asked, sitting down beside him.
He grinned at her, his face a huge mask of relief.
"I was worried that you would not show up." He explained. "I really don't want to have to be tutored by Snape!"
Yeah, he needs you! A voice said bitterly in Ginny' mind. You're the only freak who understands this crap. Of course he is forcing himself to be nice to a 'stupid Weasley' as he put it. Ginny forced the thoughts to the back of her mind. She would help him; she was not the kind of person who held grudges. If a person asked of help you help them unless you have a great reason not to. It was humane and considerate. It was her way.
They met everyday at the library so Ginny could help Draco. Ron was unhappy with the arrangement; he was a very angry person at times, but he meant well. He was the only other Weasley at the school and he felt that he had to be her watcher, Ginny preferred for him to be her friend. One day Draco rushed into the library late. His eyes told her that he was not happy. And she knew that his wrath was going to be aimed at her. He glared at her in the most heart wrenching way.
"What's the matter?" Ginny quietly asked, she closed her potions book and leaned towards him, hopeful that he would not yell.
"A lot of kids at Slytherin are interested in you! One sixth year even came up to me and asked me to get a picture of you! I don't know why everyone is so interested in you!" He paused and took a look at her body and face. He lowered his voice when he noticed he was attracting people's attentions.
"I mean you're not even that pretty! Sure you have a great personality but there are tons of girls who are prettier and have better bodies then you!"
His words surprised and stung Ginny. She knew that some of the boys were interested in her, she had been getting some unwanted attention but this was crazy! She knew that there were plenty of nicer, better-looking girls out there, but did he really have to point it out? Ginny sighed. "What's so wrong about boys liking me?" she asked, her voice held a slight edge to it.
"Nothing!" He said his voice a little to loud. "I just don't want to be in the middle of this! Talk to the stupid guys on your own! Even Goyle asked me to talk to you about him. All he wants to do is to get in your pants! That's what most of the boys are thinking when they look at you!" He sat down. Ginny noticed that a lot of people were staring at her. But she could not let this go.
"Are you thinking like that when you see me?" She asked, her voice a wave of anger. How dare he treat her like this! What right did he have to be angry with her?
He turned to her; his eyes were full of shock.
"Answer me! Do you think about getting me into your bed whenever you are near me?" She was screaming and she knew it. Draco stood up angrily.
"Believe me, that's the last thing on my mind when I look at you! I don't understand why guys would want you, probably because they think you're easy!" With his words he gathered his stuff and walked towards the door. Ginny ran after him.
"You ass whole!" she screamed, he turned and she slapped him…hard. She knew the second her hand touched his face that it was a mistake. Her anger melted away, all she cared about was that she had hurt him.
I'm…I. Sorry." She stammered, her hand she realized was still his cheek, instead of glaring at her he smiled, he moved his face so her hand was over his mouth she quickly tried to move it, but his hand held hers in place, his lips caressed the skin on her hand, he gently laid a tiny kiss on her palm, then he turned and walked away. She stood there, scared that it was a dream, hoping that it was. Because she knew that everyone would talk about it, and Ron would be so angry that he might just disown her. And the worst part was that she did not care, because Draco was not angry with her.