Ahoy Hoy! What is up with everyone? Yes it's been a LONG time. I'm sowwy. *cries* well now that I'm actually inspired to write, I may as well write, and I don't want to abandon you for TOO long now do I? Book 5 was absolutely awesome! Well the wait for chapter 7 is now no longer, because here it is. may I present the long awaited chapter 7! I warm you now, this is where it starts getting D/G! (in other words. MUSH, WAFF, and FLUFF!) ~_^

Disclaimer: You all KNOW I don't own HP, and if I did, I'd be the richest girl on the planet.

Where we last left off..

"Can it be true?" she whispered to herself.

It must be true.. it has to be true. but how did it happen?

How did Ginny fall head over heels in love with Draco Malfoy?

Chapter 7 - From the mind of Draco Malfoy

The first sight that greeted Malfoy when he woke up, was the gray, snowy weather that was accumulating at the window by his bed. He sat up and stretched, reminiscing about the past few weeks..

And how that red-haired vixen had managed to get into his bloody head.

Ever since that night when he'd said more than he should in that empty classroom, he'd begun to look at Ginny in a different light. Somewhere between hating her guts, and insulting her, the impossible had happened. A friendship had been established between the two. Draco could deny it all he wanted, but what was the point.

"Damn her" he muttered.

In the bed beside him, he heard Crabbe stir. ~Great. the lunkhead will be up soon. I should leave before dumb and dumber decide to follow~.

It wasn't like he didn't want their company, it was just that he wasn't up for dealing with less than intelligent people, and besides, if he left early enough, he just might get a chance to talk to Ginny before anyone else saw.

He did, after all, still have a reputation to preserve.

* * * *

When Draco stepped into the Great Hall, the first thing he saw was Ginny, but to his utter dismay, there were people around. ~Stupid people.~ he thought.

He sat down at his usual seat at the Slytherin table. He hadn't notices it before, but from where he sat, he had a very good view of Ginny. Her fiery red hair tumbled down her back, and her freckles now seemed so endearing to him. ~Snap out of it Draco! This is Weasley! Think what your father would do if he saw you associating with her.~ But he didn't want to think of his father. He only wanted to watch Ginny, and the way she smiled, and laughed. ~Face it Draco! You've got a problem.~ But he refused to admit it. Friendship was one thing (though even that was quite impossible. )but to have something more than friendship was beyond impossible.

Inconceivable in fact.

"Hey Draco" Came a feminine voice on his right.

Inwardly he groaned ~oh great. Pansy alert~. Forcing somewhat of a smile, he turned to face her.

"Hullo" he said in a bored tone.

Without asking, she sat down, and began eating rapidly. It was too disgusting to watch her shoving food into her mouth, and chewing with her jaws gaping wide. Draco averted his gaze, and it landed unconsciously on the redhead, who chose that moment in time to look up. Their gazes met and locked in the middle. Draco felt like he was suspended between space and time, staring into her luscious brown orbs. But Ginny broke the moment, and he was plunged back down into earth once more.

~Not that it matters. Get a hold of yourself! It was only a gaze. It's not like it meant anything.~ But that was where Draco knew his thoughts were a complete lie.

"I can't wait for the play!" Pansy was now saying excitedly

"Uh. Yeah" Draco said, now eyeing her surreptitiously.

"It's just so unfortunate that I can't play Wendy! I'm way better at it than that stupid ugly weasel."

Without even thinking about it, Draco glared at her.

"Shut up Pansy! Ginny's far prettier than you'll ever be!"

Silence washed over the table like a tsunami. Everyone stared at Draco in disbelief.

"What?" Pansy was the first to break the silence. He saw that she was close to tears.

"What are you looking at?" he snarled. Everyone went back to their meals, but kept an ear open to the conversation.

"Why are you defending the weasel Draco? And you think I'm ugly?"

Her voice had gone shrill. Draco could feel a headache coming on.

"Who says I'm defending her?" he drawled.

"Well you DID just tell me to shut up, and you said she was prettier than me!"

"And you actually believe that?" he turned on the charm, smiling at her, and making her swoon.

"No I don't believe it." but she sounded uncertain.

"Good. because it's not true. Me? Defend the weasel? The day that Crabbe and Goyle become smarter than me." He said simply, but yet, he couldn't get the guilty feeling out of his heart when he uttered those words.

~Why am I feeling like this? I'm a Malfoy! I'm not supposed to feel! And yet, I feel so raw and. I feel like I betrayed Ginny~. He let a small sigh escape from him unnoticed. ~Today's going to be a long day..~

* * * *

Everything that had happened since the play first started seemed so unreal to Draco. As he sat in Transfiguration daydreaming, he thought back to when life had been uncomplicated. When his days were spent tormenting Potter, Granger, and Weasley, and when he could quell all the glares people gave him with just one sneer.

He still had no idea why he tried out for the play in the first place. Draco was never really big on acting. He had laughed about the idea of 'a dumb play'. But then he heard Potter talk about trying out. ~I should try out to, just to prove that I'm better than him.~ The idea had intrigued him, and so there he was, on the first day, and that was when he realized that poor, pathetic Ginny Weasley was trying out. Of course he had to torment her. Which he did, more than he should have.

Draco could remember all to clearly the day that he'd made her cry, and something inside of him snapped. The moment he looked into her tear-filled eyes, he knew life would never be the same. But no one could know that. He treated her much the same after that, ignoring the stabbing pain in his heart each time her heard the hurt she was trying to mask in her voice. And then he did the unthinkable. He bore some of his soul to her.

Things were drastically different after that. Draco took to smiling whenever she was around, and it melted him inside when she smiled back. He had never realized how much he'd hated his former life, until the day when she hugged him, and he realized that he'd been shallow and callous. All of his actions now took on a new meaning to him. He saw his so called 'friends' in a different eye. And he had Ginny to thank for that.

".will do show us how to transfigure a book into a clock" Suddenly all eyes in the room were on him. Draco tried not to show his discomfort ~Thank god I'm already an ace at this.~ He quickly waved his wand, saying the incantation they were taught, and watched his book transfigure into a clock. All the Slytherins cheered and clapped, whilst the Gryffindors just glared daggers at him.

For some odd reason that he couldn't explain, it bothered him that the Gryffindors hated him so much. ~I have feelings you know. wait! What am I thinking? They're slimy and ugly Gryffindors. but Ginny is in Gryffindor.~ Professor McGonagall laws talking again, and everyone had long since torn their gaze from him, leaving him more time to daydream about those beautiful brown eyes.

* * * *

When they were dismissed from their classes, Draco fairly ran out of the classroom. ~It's not like I'll get in trouble. I AM a prefect after all.~ He couldn't wait for rehearsal to start, so that he could see Ginny. He stood outside of the Great Hall, waiting for her to show up. He didn't have to wait long. 15 minutes later, he saw her flaming red hair emerge from the end of the hallway.

"Hello" he said, not bothering to hide his smile.

Ginny smiled up at him, and he could feel all his cares leave him. He noticed the slight blush adjourning her cheeks, and for reasons he couldn't begin to explain it excited him.

"How are you?" he asked.

"Fine."

He had never noticed before how beautiful her voice was. Soft and husky. just like the rest of her. ~Wow. I've never realized that she was so pretty~ As his gaze traveled the length of her body, he could almost feel the blush deepen on her cheeks.

"Um." was all she could say.

She suddenly looked up at him, and he met her gaze. For the second time that day, his emotions were running wild, and he felt his world being shattered, all because of a simple gaze. ~Not simple. intricate, and wonderful. A guy could drown in the depths of her chocolate brown eyes~. And for the second time that day, Ginny broke her gaze first, leaving him vulnerable once more. "I can't believe that dress rehearsal in on Friday!" she said now.

"Me either"

Draco realized with a sudden and unexpected alarm that they only had four more nights together, and while they had the play memorized, they now had to fine tune their acting. ~Only four more days with Ginny.~ A sad sigh escaped his lips.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing" he replied automatically.

She scrutinized him with her gaze.

"I don't believe you." She said.

~Have I made it THAT obvious?~ he thought. He took a deep breath, buying time.

"Nothing can get past you." He said finally. "Well there IS something, but I can't talk about it."

He saw the understanding in her eyes, and felt a wave of warmth wash over him.

"It's ok."

He suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to hug her. So he did. She looked mildly surprised.

"What was that for?" she asked when he reluctantly released her.

"For understanding." He said simply, before he turned to go in the Great Hall.

Ginny watched him go with a look of confusion, and bewilderment of her face. ~What was that all about?~. Just then, she saw Hermione, Ron, and Harry coming down the hallway.

"Hey guys." She said cheerfully, when they approached her.

The smiled politely at her, but she knew that she wasn't entirely forgiven for her antics yet. At least they tolerated her.

"The play is on Saturday! I'm so excited!" Hermione said now.

"Yeah. It's been so much fun. I now have a new appreciation for the art of drama." Harry looked happier than he had in a long time. "As fun as it's been, I can't wait for it to be done with."

They all stared at Ron.

"But why? I don't want it to end!" Ginny cried. ~Only four more days with Draco..~ she though sadly

"I'm surprised, because of everyone here. I'd think YOU would want it to end after all that's happened to you.." Ron trailed off.

"Well I don't. It's been so much fun. I'll never forget what happened."

~I fell for the least unlikely guy in the entire universe~

The trio all shared a sidelong glance, which was quite impressive. The all shook their heads, and grinned at Ginny, who grinned back. It seemed that all was forgiven.

"Come on. let's get inside before we're all late."

The walked into the Great hall, ready and eager for rehearsal to start.

* * * *

The day's rehearsal was far more grueling than any of the previous rehearsals, as it was so close to Showtime, but everyone was really excited, so they didn't mind.

"Tomorrow we shall start getting the costumes ready." Professor McGonagall said the end of rehearsal.

"Good job today everyone!" she said, eyeing Ginny and Draco. Ginny in turn grinned at her. Draco took great care to remain impassive.

They waited until everyone had left, before they walked out of the hall, hand in hand, towards the empty classroom. Draco had never felt happier. Her hand felt so right in his. It felt so soft and smooth, and wonderfully cool against the heat of his own hands.

"Well here we are" he said reluctantly letting go of her hand to open the classroom door.

They stepped inside, and Ginny sat on one of the desks that were spread around the room.

"So." he said, suddenly uncomfortable.

"We should work on the last scene. We've hardly done any work on it." She said now.

"Alright."

They opened their books, even though they had long since memorized the lines.

"It says here, that in the last scene, they are standing by the ship that Tinkerbell will put the magic dust on to take them home. Wendy and Peter are talking, and trying to say goodbye."

Ginny tried so hard to act heartbroken that Peter/Draco was leaving her. ~It's not really that hard. because after Friday, things will go back to normal..~ she thought sadly. Unexpected tears came to her eyes.

"Ginny? What's wrong?" He said, coming out of his character. Draco knew that it wasn't acting. Those tears were genuine.

"Nothing's wrong. Why do you say that?" she asked, unaware that her tears were now dripping down her cheeks.

"Because somehow I don't think you're crying because Peter Pan is leaving Wendy."

~Well in a sense I kinda am.~ she thought.

In an completely spontaneous move, Draco stepped forward, and closed the distance between them, feeling his heart race with anticipation.

"Please don't cry Ginny." He near whispered at her. She looked up at him, shocked.

He reached over to cup her face in his hands, and gently wiped the tears away with the pad of his thumb, igniting the fire that had long since been lying dormant in his veins. He marveled at how soft and smooth, and perfect her skin felt to him. He heard Ginny gasp.

Draco reluctantly dropped his hand, and stared uncomfortably around the room.

"Um I think I should go." Ginny said, quickly getting up, and practically running out of the room.

"Wait!" he called after her, but she didn't turn back.

He spotted her book lying abandoned on the desk. Draco leaned over to pick it up. and noticed another book lying beside it. Curiosity compelled him. He picked up the leather bound cover, and opened up to where the bookmark was. He read the poem that was written in neat script, and the journal entry that accompanied it. Draco nearly gasped and dropped the book on the floor with a loud crash. Guiltily he picked it up, and read the poem again in utter disbelief.

Ginny Weasley fancied him!

He should return these things to her. As he picked up her script, he couldn't get the image of her tears, and how delicate she looked out of his head.. An overwhelming desire to hold her came over her, as he realized with shock the unthinkable had happened.

"Guess Crabbe and Goyle are now the school geniuses" he muttered.

Not only did Ginny Weasley fancy him, the worst part was that Draco himself had feelings for her.

Him, Draco Malfoy, fancied Ginny Weasley.

He buried his face in his hands, and groaned.

~What am I gonna do?~

A/N: Well that's all folks! There is my creation for ya. After two months of not producing anything, I FINALLY finished it. Again I'm sorry that it took me so long to write. Please review. I would like to take the time to now thank all you wonderful people for reviewing. It really does mean a lot to me. I only have a few more chapters to go, so stay tuned, and I'm about to start a new Sailor Moon fic for all you Sailor Moon fans out there! Buh- bye all! Ciao! Luv ya lotz! Bandana Gurl AKA BG~_^