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Disclaimer: I don't own it… you don't sue… the genius J.K. Rowling owns it. All I want to own is Draco…

Rated: PG-13… for now… I guess… you'll understand why in this chapter… there's some cussing and stuff…

Author's Notes: The rest of the story is goin' ta be in Ginny's POV… REVIEW!

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Chapter 1: He's Everywhere I Go!

"Virginia Weasley!"

Ginny yawned and rolled over in her bed as her mother, Molly Weasley, yelled for her to finally wake up. She took a deep breath to calm herself down and slowly opened her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. She loved school and being with her friends – but she absolutely hated having to get up so early on the very first day. It was only 5 AM and her mother was already worried about them being late to Kings Cross Station. Ginny stretched in her comfortable bed and stood up.

Ginny had grown up a lot in the past few years though no one had really noticed. All her clothing was far too large for the small girl so all the curves she had gotten over the years had gone completely unnoticed. However, before the end of her fifth year she had become friends with some girls in her year who were really into fashion and they had given her some new clothing to wear on weekends at Hogwarts, when they were allowed to wear their own clothes.

"VIRGINIA!"

She rolled her eyes when she heard her mother yell for her, yet again. She quickly threw on a pair of low-cut jeans and a black tank top that her friend Angelique had given her over the summer break. Since she knew her mother would never let her leave the house in those kind of clothes she put on a large black sweatshirt – it wasn't that bad considering it was freezing and raining incredibly hard outside.

Her trunk was already packed – she made sure it was finished the night before so hopefully she could get some extra sleep, however, her mother didn't seem to think it was a great idea. Ginny looked around her bedroom one last time, she saw the silver charm bracelet Harry had given her last year – when they had been going out.

She glared at the bracelet before turning to leave – without it. She and Harry weren't together anymore – he was with Lavender now. Ginny wasn't mad about it – she wasn't completely in love with Harry anymore, but now she just wanted revenge. She grabbed her extremely heavy trunk and tried to drag it down the stairs to the kitchen.

When she finally got downstairs she saw her older brother, Ron, sitting with Harry Potter and Hermione Granger at the table in the kitchen. None of them looked up when she walked in but she was used to it – they never actually acknowledged her existence except when she had been going out with Harry. She dragged her horribly heavy trunk over to the pile of other trunks near the door. She looked over to the infamous trio and tried not to glare – just in case they would look over at her. It was terribly hard but somehow she did it.

Ginny followed the trio through the barrier to platform 9 and ¾; took her large sweatshirt off and packed it away quickly. She was immediately greeted by her four best friends; Angelique, Amara, Joelle, and Chantal. "Hey, Ginny!" yelled Amara from down the platform near the door of the train. "Hey, Amara!" yelled Ginny, excitedly – she was finally with the people she loved, the people who understood her.

She began to run toward them but was so excited she didn't see someone standing right in front of her. She hit the person – hard. "Owe!" she said once she hit the ground. She squeezed her eyes together but when she opened them she saw someone she didn't want to see – she thought she was going to have a good first day, but no, of course not.

"Watch where you're going, Little Weasel," he spat. Ginny glared at the platinum blonde sitting in front of her – she hated him more than anyone else; Ron, Harry; none of them were worse than Draco Malfoy. "Why don't you watch where you're going, Malfoy," she yelled, angrily. She had had enough of his stupid little nicknames for her – the jokes about her family – her looks. She just had enough of everything. Draco glared at the redhead with obvious hate. However, he said nothing. He stood up from the ground – he didn't even look like he had fallen – and walked onto the train.

Ginny screamed into her hands as she stood up and brushed herself off. How can Malfoy fall onto the dirty ground just like me and he doesn't even get a tiny bit of dirt on him? It's absolutely disgusting! she thought and rolled her eyes. Malfoy is horrible! "Are you coming, Ginny?" asked Chantal, standing by the train's massive door. Ginny nodded and walked quickly toward her.

Once the five of them were in their own compartment, Ginny had calmed down. They all joked around and chatted away about their summers. Ginny thought she wasn't going to be angry again during the journey to Hogwarts – until the compartment door opened revealing the one and only - Draco Malfoy.

Ginny sighed loudly, "What do you want, Malfoy?" Draco glared at her, "Can't someone just come and check up on you little Gryffindors?" Now they were all glaring at the Slytherin Prince. "What's that supposed to mean, Malfoy?" spat Joelle. Every group has their fearless member and Joelle was theirs. Nothing scared her – not even Slytherins. Well, why should Slytherins scare her? Her own brother was one of them and he just happened to be frightened of her.

Apparently, Draco had heard Landon's stories of his fearless sister. "It meant nothing," he said, calmly, and left – robes flowing behind him. Angelique was staring at the compartment door, "How in the world does he get his robes to do that?" she asked, curiously. The other four Gryffindor girls just laughed.

"Oh, who cares? At least he's gone!" said Ginny, still laughing. Angelique simply looked at her redheaded friend. "Are you telling me that you don't find the Slytherin Prince totally eye-catching?" she asked. Ginny was stunned – she stared at her best friend with her mouth wide open. "Are you kidding me? We're talking about Malfoy here! The horrible Slytherin, son of a Death Eater! For all we know he's a Death Eater, too!" she said, loudly. "Ginny! Who cares about his family life? We all have fucked up families! That doesn't change how incredibly attractive he is!" said Amara, defensively.

Ginny rolled her eyes but decided against saying anything – she did not like arguing with he friends. "I have to agree with them, Gin. Draco might have a bad attitude but he's drop dead gorgeous," said Chantal, biting her lip as if she was afraid Ginny was about to go off on her. Chantal might act like she isn't scared of anything, like Joelle, but in reality things did scare her. Ginny sighed, "I'm not going to argue because clearly I'm the only one here who does not consider Draco Malfoy to be attractive."

The five girls took their seats at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall of Hogwarts, waiting for the Sorting Ceremony and Feast to begin. Ginny looked down the crowded table at the infamous trio. None of them noticed her at all. They were sitting there, laughing, probably at something Harry had said. It was sickening to Ginny how Ron and Hermione followed Harry around like lost little puppies, laughing at his dull jokes, agreeing with his thick ideas – it was all so stupid to Ginny.

" – yeah, I get what you're saying, but what are we going to do about it?" asked Amara. Angelique shrugged. "What do you think, Ginny?" asked Joelle. "What?" asked Ginny. She hadn't been listening to their conversation – she had just been staring at the Dream Team. "Oh, forget it. Ginny, why weren't you listening?" asked Chantal. "Oh, no reason," Ginny lied. "Hey Angelique, isn't your little sister starting Hogwarts this year?" asked Amara. Angelique nodded, "Unfortunately." Chantal nodded, "I understand. My little brother is starting this year, too."

The doors of the Great Hall burst open and the entire Great Hall became silent. The Gryffindor Head of House, Professor McGonagall, walked in followed by a group of twenty five first year witches and wizards. Once they reached the front of the High Table, where the teachers and headmaster sat, a stool was brought out with the old Sorting Hat sitting right on top.

Professor McGonagall had a list of the first years in her hands, she cleared her throat, and began naming students. One by one they would slowly walk up to the stool, sit, and put the sorting hat on their tiny heads. Finally, Angelique's younger sister was called.

"Dominique Desiderio," said Professor McGonagall in her usual stern voice. A petite brown haired girl walked up to the stool, she didn't walk slowly – she wasn't scared of a ridiculous little hat.

McGonagall placed the tattered old hat on the tiny girl's perfectly straight brown hair. Dominique's dazzling blue eyes showed no sign of anxiety. Why should she be frightened of a hat? "Slytherin!" shouted the Sorting Hat.

The Slytherin Table made tons of noise over the newest addition to their house but at the Gryffindor Table it was a totally different story. "What happened?" asked Chantal, stunned. Angelique's mouth was wide open in shock, "Oh, Merlin! Slytherin? Hey – this could be good." "How is this good?" asked Ginny. Angelique giggled, "Hello, Ginny! Slytherin is overflowing in gorgeous guys. Draco… Blaise… Ayden!"

They were quite once Professor McGonagall continued down the list of new students. When she got to Chantal's younger brother, the five girls paid close attention. "Pierre Bayard," said McGonagall. An eleven year old messy blonde haired boy walked up to the stool – not slowly or quickly.

He sighed and sat down on the old wooden stool. Chantal was looking at her brother with pride – their family was pure-blood, like the Weasley's, but a bit more respected even if they weren't at all evil, unlike the Malfoy's. "Gryffindor!" shouted the Sorting Hat.

The Gryffindor Table erupted in applause but Chantal was clapping the hardest. "I knew he'd become a Gryffindor," she whispered. Ginny, Joelle, and Amara nodded but Angelique glared at her though none of them noticed.

The five best friends exited the Great Hall after the feast. They were all stuffed from all their favorite foods and incredibly exhausted. Angelique, Amara, Joelle, and Chantal wanted to get to Gryffindor Tower as soon as possible but Ginny wanted to go for a little walk before going to bed. She had missed the huge stone castle terribly. She considered it more of a home than her own family's house. She did spend most of her year at the castle but she also felt loads more comfortable surrounded by the stone walls and tons of other students.

Her four best friends walked off on the shortest way toward Gryffindor Tower but Ginny walked slowly on another longer way to the tower. Ginny was lost in her own little world of thoughts and didn't necessarily watch where she was headed, mostly since she already knew this way to the tower by heart. She was watching the fast asleep portraits and didn't see another person walking down the hallway toward her, also not watching where he was headed.

Suddenly, Ginny hit something hard and fell onto the cold floor. "Ah, not again!" she said to herself, rubbing her arm that she had scraped on the stone wall. "My, my, Little Weasel, bumping into me yet again? Twice in one day. If you wanted me that bad, Little Weasel, all you had to do was ask," said Draco Malfoy, glaring at the youngest Weasley. However, Ginny didn't look up at the Slytherin Prince or even answer, she was a bit preoccupied with her scraped up arm which was now bleeding all over her new robe. She rolled up the arm of the robe and was lightly blowing on the cuts. "What the bloody hell are you doing?" asked Malfoy. "What does it look like I'm doing?" she asked.

Draco didn't answer her, he stood up from the floor and walked off toward the dungeons. Ginny hadn't really minded. He had already made her day horrible from the incident early that day. She yawned and walked off toward the Gryffindor Tower, holding her cut up arm to keep the blood from getting anywhere else.

Within five minutes she was at the portrait of the Fat Lady. "Password?" she asked, sleepily. Ginny took a deep breath, "Golden Snitch." The portrait swung open revealing the opening to the Gryffindor Common Room. Ginny walked in just in time to see Harry and Lavender heavily making out on the couch near the fire. He never kissed ME like that when we were going out! Hmm, I wish someone liked me, she thought as she crept up the stairs to the girls dormitories. She opened the door to the sixth year's bedroom.

She plopped down on her bed and drew the curtains together so no one would bother her. She stretched out and sighed before sitting up and reaching onto her nightstand for her journal. She had gotten the journal as a birthday present her second year from Ron, who had obviously forgotten the incident her first year. She hadn't been able to write in it or even look at it until the night Harry had broken up with her. Since then had she spilled her heart out into that journal.

1st September 1997

Today was absolutely horrid! I bumped into Draco Malfoy twice and to make it worse, I cut my arm when I fell the second time we hit each other. I wish for just once he would leave me alone – stay far away from me. It seems that lately he's everywhere I go. That seems like something silly to write since it was only two times in one day but I never used to see him outside of the Great Hall. Maybe I'm just being paranoid. I walked into the Common Room tonight to find Harry and Lavender snogging on the couch. It was utterly repulsive! But I wish someone would like me for once…

~ Virginia Weasley

She put the journal in the drawer in her nightstand and stretched out again on her bed. She stared up at the ceiling of the dormitory like she had done many nights before. There was something soothing about the ceiling that made her feel safe and calm. She couldn't explain it though. It was just something she felt inside. She pulled the red sheets on top of her and snuggled close to her matching pillow. It was stuffy in the room so she left the gold comforter folded at the end of the bed.

Ginny hummed the music of a Muggle song her mother used to sing to her at night when she was younger. It always made her fall asleep instantly and tonight was no exception. She closed her eyes and fell into a very needed deep sleep.

Okay, here you go! Chapter one! Whoohoo! I'm so excited that I'm writing a Draco/Ginny fic. It's my favorite ship! Anyway…

Emerald_Storm1 ~ Thanks for reviewing! I've read some of that story but I don't think mine's like that one. Mine's about a prophecy not a promise. Oh wells…

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