This is to make up for the week and a half of no updates. Two chapters in one day. * sighs * I'm worn out. Oh well. No reviews since the last chapter, so I don't have to put any responses. Instead, I'm going to give you a list of good fics to read.

"Betrayed" by Kerbi. Let's put it this way: it's a 74-chapter fic that starts with Hermione's innocent crush on Harry and is now in the middle of a heated lovers' rectangle between Hermione, Draco, Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Draco's long-lost sister, Aleah. Yeah. Exactly. Read the default chapter, it's really amusing.

"Romantic Liaisons" by Asterix. I can't really summarize this. It's good and it's slash.

"Read Me!" By George luver. You don't want to read this. Trust me. Here's a little excerpt. "Draco: Singing career? Are you crazy? There isn't one. I've taken up fishing."

"Darkness or Light What Is Your Choice?" by Kalariona. I know the title sucks but it's a good story, promise. Slash though, be careful. Kalariona, if you're reading this, UPDATE!!!!! I haven't seen an update in like a month!

"This Thing Called Love" by bonkers. Ginny has a disease. Her only chance of surviving is to get pregnant. Guess who's asked to do the deed? Everyone's favorite star Quidditch player, Harry Potter! (Okay, I can't make up my own summaries, but most of these are better than the originals.) Another person to say: if you're reading this, update!

"Hung over Blues" by goldie2. Harry and Draco get drunk and do stuff they never meant to. What happens next? They do it again a week later, of course!

"Destined to be" by mony2208. Sucky title, but it's a good story. How did Lily and James go from hating each other to marrying each other? If you like "Flaming Hair," read this. It's the same, only funnier and longer.

"Smile of a Snake" by Wolf of Avalon. Lucius is cheating on Severus with James, who's cheating with Lucius on Sirius, who doesn't have a clue that Remus loves him, and Severus runs in on Remus singing naked, and.. Do I have to warn you of slash?

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Draco was waiting in the dungeon when Ginny got there. He noticed her hair again. How could he not? It was even wilder than usual and her cheeks were pink. She had obviously just come from watching Potter at Quidditch practice. Draco frowned. She was obviously obsessed over the Boy Who Lived. More like the Boy Who Lived Through Last Year's Exams Because Of Granger, Draco thought.

"Okay, Malfoy, let's get a few things straight here," Ginny said briskly, setting down her book bag. "First, I'm here because I want to pass Potions, not because I want to lick your shoes like the ignorant masses who worship any guy with white teeth and a bed."

"Subtle, aren't you?"

"Shut up and listen. Second, you are not to stare at my hair, or any other part of my body. I will not refrain from informing Hermione, Dumbledore, and your parents if I think it's necessary."

Draco made a zipping motion over his mouth and smiled. Ginny rolled her eyes and continued. "And third, I want to discuss payment issues." He pointed to his lips and raised his eyebrows. She sighed. "You can talk."

"I don't want or need any money," he said immediately.

"Well, I can't exactly let you do it for nothing. What do you want?"

Draco remembered what she had said about Hermione, Dumbledore and his parents, and decided not to say what he really wanted. "Um, I don't- oh, I know. Call me Draco."
Ginny failed to hide her surprise. "I can do that, but it's not exactly payment."

"It's all I want that you've got. Well, that and a Firebolt. You could steal Potter's for me. Or not," he added, seeing her expression.

"I'm not letting you help me just for calling you by your first name," she stated firmly.

"Seems to me you don't have much choice. I saw that History of Magic essay of Granger's, it was three feet longer than what Binns asked for. She doesn't have any extra time to help. You're going to fail Potions if you don't do something about it. Call it a favor I'm doing for you. Now you owe me one. Okay?"

She thought about it, then shrugged. "You're right. There isn't anything else I can do. But if you think of anything, you have to tell me. I don't like owing you a favor big enough for something like this." She took out her homework. "Let's get started, then."

"Wait, let me see if I remember this. You're not here to snog, I can't look at you or you'll tattle, and you'll stop calling me Malfoy. Have I got it straight?"

"Close enough, I guess," she said. "I said stare, though, not look."

"Same difference. Add that to the rules you've already set, and I can't look at you, talk to you, or touch you. How exactly am I going to help you with your homework?"

Ginny sighed, exasperated. "If you put it that way! I-"

"Relax, I was kidding. So it's prolonged looking, talking in harsh tones or about unacceptable things, and touching without your okay, right?"

"Yes! Can we start with the homework already?"

Draco grinned happily and looked at her assignment. "So you're supposed to write a two-foot essay on-" he blinked "-bubble bath? Am I reading this right?"

Ginny blushed a deep shade of red. "Well, that potion I screwed up last week? It turns out the reason it turned pink and started bubbling was that I had my jar of bubble bath in my ingredient bag and accidentally put it in instead of the powdered snake fangs. The jars looked exactly alike. And so Snape told me to write an essay on what kind of effects the bubble bath would have had if I'd added a unicorn tail hair like I was supposed to."

"Do I dare to ask why you had bubble bath in your ingredient bag?"

"A friend in Ravenclaw borrowed it and gave it back to me right before Potions, so I just stuck it in my bag."

Draco nodded slowly. "Okay, and what would have happened?"

"Well, that's the part I'm not so sure about. I mean, I don't even know what's in that bubble bath." She blushed an even deeper shade of red.

Draco stared down at his hands thoughtfully. She seemed absent-minded, and he knew why. All her thoughts were focused on Potter. She was obsessed with him. He had seen her doodling pictures of him fighting off merpeople after the second task. There was no way she could improve in Potions unless she managed to ease up with the fixation. He couldn't do anything unless she trusted him, though, and she didn't yet.

An hour later, Ginny packed away her things and got up. She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Thanks, Draco."

"You're welcome, Ginny." He smiled again, that clear, sincere smile she'd only seen that day at the Quidditch field. "Again day after tomorrow?"

"Sounds good."

"Ginny?"

"Yeah?"

"You fly really well."

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Oh my god, I just realized I have not put one single disclaimer on any of these chapters! Frig frig frig frig frig! Okay, here: I own nothing except margarine and a fridge to put it in. Sorry, JKR!

(Shutting up.)