(A/N) Thank you to Ginny and Undone for their reviews, I greatly appreciate
it =) I had a number of things to say before I started writing, and now I
can't remember a thing. So, on with the story.
As Ginny lay in bed that night, her emotions ran wild. Draco, the person she was supposed to hate, the person who constantly (or used to) make fun of her and her family, was the person that she could not get off her mind. She hated him, no doubt about that, but something had begun to flourish inside of her. Was it a need for a relationship? Possibly. Was it a need for acceptance by him? Doubtfully. She turned over on her side, taking a deep breath. I'll just have to wait and see how this."relationship" works out, she thought, dryly.
Draco walked into the Great Hall the next morning tired, and cranky. He had barely slept at all last night, thanks to his brazen "display of affection" towards Ginny. He strut towards the Slytherin table with his usual air of arrogance, and sat down next to his cohorts Crabbe and Goyle.
"What are you two doing up so early?" Draco asked, while placing food on his plate.
"Early? Its lunch Draco," Crabbe managed to get out between bites of food. Draco stopped mid-scoop and stared at Crabbe.
"Excuse me?" His grey eyes bore into Crabbes'.
"It's lunchtime! Haven't you looked at a clock?" Goyle said. Draco put down his place, and looked around the Great Hall for a clock. They were right, it was 11:30. Apparently he did get some sleep last night. He looked back at his "friends" with a typical Malfoy sneer.
"I'm so pleased you two bothered to wake me up this morning," Draco said sarcastically. Crabbe and Goyle both looked confused.
"But.you never told us to wake you up!" Crabbe replied. Draco sighed and began to eat his lunch. Finishing early, he decided to go to his morning classrooms to get his work. On other days, he wouldn't dare, knowing he would get points taken away from his house. This day, however, he had Potions and Care of Magical Creatures. Snape wouldn't dream of taking points away from his own house, and Hagrid was too stupid to remember.
Draco walked down to Potions first, saving Care of Magical Creatures for second (He had Herbology next, and they were both outside). The door was open, and he casually strolled in, scanning the room for Professor Snape. His eyes landed not on Snape, but on a familiar shade of red hair. Ginny. He blushed faintly, and continued his path up to Snape's desk.
"Ah, Mister Malfoy, how kind of you to finally grace us with your presence," Snape said coolly.
"I apologize, Professor, I slept through my alarm," Draco replied, as coolly as Snape. Snape continued to stare at him, and raised an eyebrow.
"I assume you're here to collect the work you missed?" Draco nodded, and Snape shuffled papers around on his desk, finally handing his a piece of parchment. "I've taken the liberty to write down your assignment. Mind that this doesn't happen again." With that, Snape went back to glaring at his present class. As Draco turned to leave, his eyes caught those of Ginny Weasley. He noticed her disgusted eyes, her firmly set lips on the verge of a sneer. He held her gaze with an equally firm sneer. Screw going to Hagrid, I'll wait and bother her when her class is done. He didn't have to wait long, Snape had been holding the class after the bell, so when Draco left the room, Snape dismissed them.
"I hope you'll think twice, Corner, before wasting my supplies with that.concoction of yours that you call a potion," Draco heard Snape's voice eco out into the hall. He observed a class full of sullen faced Six Years exit the class. He caught sight of Ginny, and walked towards her.
"Weasel," He said, simply. She looked up quickly and her face contorted into madness.
"Just who do you think you are, Malfoy?!" She roared at him. To her utter surprised, he started to laugh.
"Just that, a Malfoy," He smiled widely at her, his eyes gazing down at her with superiority. He walked off, leaving a bewildered Ginny in his wake.
As Ginny lay in bed that night, her emotions ran wild. Draco, the person she was supposed to hate, the person who constantly (or used to) make fun of her and her family, was the person that she could not get off her mind. She hated him, no doubt about that, but something had begun to flourish inside of her. Was it a need for a relationship? Possibly. Was it a need for acceptance by him? Doubtfully. She turned over on her side, taking a deep breath. I'll just have to wait and see how this."relationship" works out, she thought, dryly.
Draco walked into the Great Hall the next morning tired, and cranky. He had barely slept at all last night, thanks to his brazen "display of affection" towards Ginny. He strut towards the Slytherin table with his usual air of arrogance, and sat down next to his cohorts Crabbe and Goyle.
"What are you two doing up so early?" Draco asked, while placing food on his plate.
"Early? Its lunch Draco," Crabbe managed to get out between bites of food. Draco stopped mid-scoop and stared at Crabbe.
"Excuse me?" His grey eyes bore into Crabbes'.
"It's lunchtime! Haven't you looked at a clock?" Goyle said. Draco put down his place, and looked around the Great Hall for a clock. They were right, it was 11:30. Apparently he did get some sleep last night. He looked back at his "friends" with a typical Malfoy sneer.
"I'm so pleased you two bothered to wake me up this morning," Draco said sarcastically. Crabbe and Goyle both looked confused.
"But.you never told us to wake you up!" Crabbe replied. Draco sighed and began to eat his lunch. Finishing early, he decided to go to his morning classrooms to get his work. On other days, he wouldn't dare, knowing he would get points taken away from his house. This day, however, he had Potions and Care of Magical Creatures. Snape wouldn't dream of taking points away from his own house, and Hagrid was too stupid to remember.
Draco walked down to Potions first, saving Care of Magical Creatures for second (He had Herbology next, and they were both outside). The door was open, and he casually strolled in, scanning the room for Professor Snape. His eyes landed not on Snape, but on a familiar shade of red hair. Ginny. He blushed faintly, and continued his path up to Snape's desk.
"Ah, Mister Malfoy, how kind of you to finally grace us with your presence," Snape said coolly.
"I apologize, Professor, I slept through my alarm," Draco replied, as coolly as Snape. Snape continued to stare at him, and raised an eyebrow.
"I assume you're here to collect the work you missed?" Draco nodded, and Snape shuffled papers around on his desk, finally handing his a piece of parchment. "I've taken the liberty to write down your assignment. Mind that this doesn't happen again." With that, Snape went back to glaring at his present class. As Draco turned to leave, his eyes caught those of Ginny Weasley. He noticed her disgusted eyes, her firmly set lips on the verge of a sneer. He held her gaze with an equally firm sneer. Screw going to Hagrid, I'll wait and bother her when her class is done. He didn't have to wait long, Snape had been holding the class after the bell, so when Draco left the room, Snape dismissed them.
"I hope you'll think twice, Corner, before wasting my supplies with that.concoction of yours that you call a potion," Draco heard Snape's voice eco out into the hall. He observed a class full of sullen faced Six Years exit the class. He caught sight of Ginny, and walked towards her.
"Weasel," He said, simply. She looked up quickly and her face contorted into madness.
"Just who do you think you are, Malfoy?!" She roared at him. To her utter surprised, he started to laugh.
"Just that, a Malfoy," He smiled widely at her, his eyes gazing down at her with superiority. He walked off, leaving a bewildered Ginny in his wake.