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Ginny is fifteen and completely underdeveloped. Then suddenly everything happens and the Malfoy who so enjoyed irritating her is the same one who so enjoys staring at her. But maybe his intentions aren't completely pure maybe there's a little......"Darkness" involved?
*~Chapter One~*

Thunk! Clash! Draco and Ginny's books fell to the floor as they collided in the hallway. Draco sneered angrily at the blushing red head and muttered angrily, "Watch where you're going Weaslette!" Ginny's embarrassment quickly faded to anger, she hadn't put up with fifteen years of her brothers' teasing to let this blonde jerk make a fool of her now. She looked up to the silvery eyes in the face a good head taller than her and curled her own lip back in an expression of impertinent distaste, "Sorry Malfoy but it's not my fault your head was too far up your arse to see where you were going."

Draco looked down into Ginny's angry face, although she was shorter than him she was still quite taller than most of the girls in fifth year. He smirked.

"Well, well, the Weaslettes temper almost matches her hair."

Ginny's nostrils flared, she was always very touchy on the subject of her temper, and her hair.

"Go talk to a rock ferret boy, I'm sure that will be more interested in you than I am," she hoped the ferret comment still affected him the way it did two years ago.

It didn't., the pale boy's lips quirked into a smirk, "Sorry Weaslette but the threat of being turned into a ferret no longer bothers me. In fact if I were a ferret I'd come into your room and chew on you while you sleep." Ginny cocked her eyebrow, "Don't you mean Pansy." Draco contemplated this for a moment before saying, "No I'd rather irritate you." Ginny rolled her eyes, "Well you're doing a good job now excuse me."

Ginny straightened her books and walked in the opposite direction she'd been going before. "Uh Weaslette weren't you going the other way," Ginny blushed but didn't turn around. Draco grinned and followed after her. "Why are you following me Malfoy?" Draco smirked at her exasperated tone, he was enjoying annoying her. "Well I was going this way before you tripped on your feet and crashed into me," Ginny began grinding her teeth. "Wow Malfoy you sure know how to make a girl feel graceful," she turned around and walked the other way. "Where are you going Weaslette?" Ginny didn't look back, "Away from you." Draco smiled a real smile and then quickly wiped it off his face. Why was his wasting his time with talking to a Weasley girl, a rather unattractive Weasley girl. (I know that sounds mean but you have to understand that Ginny isn't pretty and you'll see why.)

Ginny crept into her Charms class ten minutes late. Trying to look inconspicuous she slipped into her seat near the back. Flitwick wouldn't really mind that she was late but she didn't want to chance anything. Years of hanging around Hermione had rubbed off. Ginny had always been a bright girl but she had been completely surprised when Dumbledore had come to her a few days earlier and told her that next year when Hermione was made head girl Ginny would become the Gryffindor prefect. Dumbledore must've anticipated the shock she had shown and decided to tell her a few weeks before the year was over so she would have at least a little bit more time to prepare her self.

Fred and George would never let her live this down when she told them over summer break. "Oh no we've got another prefect in the family," they'd say. Ginny missed all four of her brothers when they went away but especially Fred and George. They doubled as replacement beaters for a very minor English team and having an extremely popular chain of "Weasley's Wizard Wheezes" shops. No small feat considering they only did all this through a special leave of absence from Hogwarts.

Ron however would have his own unique response, he would grin and shake his head. He no longer felt intimidated by his siblings' achievements or quite so jealous of his best friend's fame. Sure Harry was still running off to defeat evil whenever it got in his way, and Ron and Hermione were still the best faithful sidekicks Hogwarts had ever seen but other things had changed.

Ron was now captain of the Quidditch team and a superb chaser. His great mind for chess had led to great Quidditch successes and for the past two years Gryffindor had again won the Quidditch cup. Ron also had one of the most wanted bodies in Hogwarts. Harry was tall and muscular with his pretty green eyes and black hair, but Ron was even taller and even more muscular. Ginny was tired of hearing the girls n her dorm drool over her brothers, "penetrating deep blue gaze," his, "devilish grin," and his spiky red hair that they were just dying to run their fingers through. It was also very uncomfortable to have seventh year girls ask if Ginny knew what her brother looked like naked. Yup Ron would smirk and say something sarcastically humorous but when no one was watching he would give her a hug and quietly congratulate her. He loved his little sister but they were like all normal siblings who fought and bickered.

Ginny felt a slap on her arm that brought her out of her musings. Her friend Phoenix was saying something to her. "What sorry Nix I didn't hear you," Phoenix smiled mischievously and said, "Typical Gryffindor, never pays attention. Now you should be more like us Slytherin perfect in every way." She giggled as Ginny rolled her eyes, "No sorry but Flitwick asked you a question and you sat there in some odd reverie that you needed to be woken out of. What, or should I say who are you thinking of?" Phoenix grinned again and wrote 'discreetly' in the air "Potter". Ginny slapped Phoenix and zoned in on Flitwick's lecture about 'everlasting' charms.

After class Ginny stayed a bit later than everyone else to ask Flitwick a few extra questions about the charms in his lecture, there were a few things she didn't understand. Phoenix waited and stood by Flitwick's desk listening. Although she didn't put a large amount of effort into things school wise Phoenix had the gift of a verbally photographic memory and had quite wonderful grades herself. Although Ginny wasn't sure who the other Gryffindor prefect was she defiantly knew Phoenix would be one of the Slytherin's. As they gathered up their books to go Phoenix nudged Ginny and said with a sneer in her voice, "Oh look here comes your lover." Ginny reflexively looked up to see Harry strolling into the classroom. "Damn you Phoenix," she said to her friend who watched drolly as Harry marched toward his desk in the front not noticing them. "Let's try to escape unnoticed," Ginny said quietly. Phoenix grinned "Oh yes," she said putting her hand at her heart, "We must all escape the dreaded Potter. Let's go." She pulled Ginny by the arm and they walked past Harry who said a quick hello to them. "What was that all about," Phoenix asked. "Normally I have to wipe the saliva off your chin when you hear his name and now you're trying to 'escape unnoticed'."

Ginny tried to smile but some something popped into her head. Something Hermione said last night rang in her head, "Honestly Parvati I pity Ginny maybe if she wore makeup or did, I don't know, anything with her hair, then Harry might look at her differently. But right now I don't know how any male would be able to look at her romantically, least of all Harry." Hermione had not noticed Ginny standing at the doorway of the bedroom she shared with four other girls, neither had the other girls in the room as they continued with their gossip and their makeovers.

Hermione was still little Miss perfect, member of the trio, Gryffindor prefect, hoity toity god-like smarty pants. But now she was also something of a beauty queen and the smartness she used to display just because it was there she now flaunted. She was still a very sweet girl at heart but somewhere along the lines of the last summer she began using makeup and getting hit on which affected her ego a bit more than it should have. Ginny shook her head coming back to the present, "It's nothing," she said to Phoenix who was still waiting for an answer. "All right," Phoenix said with a shrug. They walked down the hall and heading for their next class.