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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… er… yep…

Author's Notes:  Umm… just read… then review…

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Chapter 2:  And My Life Gets Even More Horrible…

Ginny opened her eyes the next morning to find Amara and Joelle standing over her bed, staring at her. "Ginny! Get up! We're going to be late for breakfast!" yelled Amara, poking Ginny's shoulder. Without saying a word, Ginny stood up from her messy bed, without even bothering to make it, and walked over to her trunk.

She grabbed her school uniform and her older school robe from the previous year. "Gin, why aren't you wearing your new robe?" asked Joelle, as Ginny finished buttoning up her blouse. "I bumped into Malfoy again last night. When I fell I scraped up my arm pretty bad – it bled all over my robe," she said, now putting on her old, worn robe.

The three girls left their dormitory and hurried out of the deserted Common Room. "Well, if it isn't the Little Weasel. Coming to bump into me again?" said a smirking Draco Malfoy. Joelle grabbed onto Ginny's arm and pulled her off toward the Great Hall. "Ugh! He makes me so angry!" said Ginny through tightly gritted teeth. Amara laughed quietly, "He's just Malfoy. Don't let him get to you." Ginny and Joelle nodded, and they continued on their way to the Great Hall.

They got to their seats just in time for Professor McGonagall to pass out their schedules. Ginny's face fell as she saw her classes for the day. Both were with Slytherin and to make it even worse – since she had done so well on her O.W.L in Potions, Snape put her in his N.E.W.T class – instead of the usual sixth year Preparatory N.E.W.T class.

She knew she would be in that class already – she had received a letter over the summer explaining it all to her, but since her run-ins with the Slytherin Prince she knew it was going to be a horrible year – if he was even smart enough to get into that class. It seemed as if Draco Malfoy was out to get her even more than usual but hopefully he wasn't going to be in Potions with her.

"What do you have first?" Joelle asked Ginny. Ginny sighed loudly before answering, "Potions – with the seventh years." Amara sent her an apologetic look, "Where do you think Angelique and Chantal are?" Ginny looked up and down the Gryffindor table and shrugged. "No clue," said Joelle, somewhat irritated.

The bell rang, signaling the end of breakfast. Ginny gathered up her things, grabbed her bag, and set off to the dungeons. She got there early and took a seat near the back of the dingy classroom. Professor Snape was sitting at his desk in the very front of the classroom and didn't bother to look up as Ginny entered the room. Not too long after Ginny had gotten to class – the rest of the class entered the room. Most of them looked at Ginny in surprise or confused, some had a mixture of both.

Once the second bell rang, signaling the beginning of class, Snape stood up from behind his desk. "Welcome to N.E.W.T Potions. You are all exceptional at Potions – if you were not, you would not be in this classroom right now. We have a sixth year in this class – Virginia Weasley." He cut off to glare at her. "Yes, well – this will not be an easy class. I will have to put you into partners." Ginny raised her hand immediately after he said those last words. "Miss Weasley, I will not tolerate people trying to interrupt me when I am speaking. Detention – tonight at eight."

Ginny opened her mouth in shock but said nothing and put her hand down. Oh Merlin! This school year just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it? she though sarcastically. She rested her head in her hands and looked around the room. Her eyes landed on Draco Malfoy and she glared at the backside of his head in disgust. She thought about cutting off his perfect hair – maybe then he wouldn't be so damn cocky. She was thrown out of her thoughts when she heard Professor Snape start naming the pairs of partners.

"Hermione Granger and Blaise Zabini – Seamus Finnigan and Pansy Parkinson – Draco Malfoy and Virginia Weasley…" Ginny blocked out the rest of students names after hearing hers paired with Draco Malfoy. She banged her head against her hands and looked over at Draco, who was turned around smirking at her. She glared at him with more hatred then ever before.

"Oh Merlin! We're so sorry, Gin!" said Chantal, apologetically. "Yeah, well… I better get going to Detention," Ginny said miserably. Ginny stood up from the chair she had been sitting in and walked out of the portrait in the direction of the dungeons. Fortunately, she didn't bump into any horrible platinum blonde Slytherins but when she opened the door to Professor Snape's classroom she was welcomed by not just Snape – but the most horrible platinum blonde Slytherin – Draco Malfoy.

"Ah, so good of you to be on time Miss Weasley. Draco here also has detention – you both will clean this classroom, without magic, until I return." That was all Snape said before he took Ginny and Draco's wands and left the classroom in a hurry. Why me? Ginny asked herself.

"You work over there and I'll work over here," said Draco. He went over to the left side of the classroom and started dusting the many books on Snape's bookshelf. Without saying anything to Draco, Ginny went over to the desks on the right side of the classroom and began polishing them. They both worked in silence for nearly an hour and a half – the room was now finished except for a few more books on a shelf behind Snape's desk. Ginny was already working on her side of the bookshelf when Draco went over to start his section.

His arm hit Ginny's elbow, the same elbow that had gotten scraped up the night before. Ginny's elbow exploded in pain, however, the remainder of her body tingled. She had never felt that kind of sensation before – she had no idea what it was so she concentrated on the pain. She rolled up the arm of her robe and cradled the scratches with her hand. Draco looked over at her with no expression on his face – like usual.

"What happened, Little Weasel?" he asked with no emotion. "I scraped my arm last night when we bumped into each other – and you just hit it with your arm, Malfoy," she said, obviously agitated. Draco didn't apologize but that was expected from him, however, he finished the entire bookshelf without asking Ginny to finish her section – he finished it for her. That was very unexpected from the Slytherin Prince.

Just as Draco finished, Snape entered the now spotless classroom. Ginny was sitting in a chair near the front of the classroom and Draco was sitting on Professor Snape's desk. Snape didn't seem to care that Draco was sitting there though. "You may go," said Snape. They both exited the classroom as fast as possible, without saying one word to the other.

Professor Snape left Ginny and Draco alone in his classroom to clean while he went to a meeting with Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall. He sighed and walked down the corridor to Professor Dumbledore's office. When he got to the secret entrance, he clearly stated the password, "Exploding Snap."  The staircase leading to the Headmaster's office appeared and Snape walked up to the door, and knocked. The door opened, revealing Professor Dumbledore sitting at his desk and Professor McGonagall sitting in a chair in front of him. Snape walked in and sat down in the chair next to McGonagall.

"Ah, Severus. Good, we can get started," said Dumbledore. McGonagall had her usual stern look on her face but Snape looked extremely amused. "Albus, do you think it's wise to interfere with this?" asked McGonagall. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he looked at her but Snape looked even more amused. "I think this little feud between the Malfoy family and the Weasley family has gone on long enough. There is a lot of information revealing Draco and Virginia are the two who were mentioned in the prophecy made so very long ago," he said. "Albus, didn't you mention something to me earlier about Trelawney having a bit of a prediction that a prophecy made centuries ago would be fulfilled soon?" asked Snape, still quite amused by it all. "Ah, thank you for reminding me, Severus. Yes, Professor Trelawney did have that prediction and considering she knows nothing of the Malfoy and Weasley prophecy and every other prophecy made around that time has already been fulfilled – that must be what she was referring to," said Dumbledore, now smiling.

"How are we going to help them, Albus?" asked McGonagall. Dumbledore's smile widened at the question. "I'm glad you asked, Minerva. We shall make sure they are alone as much as possible – run into each other as much as possible – things along the lines of that. There is nothing else we can do." "Albus, what are we going to do about this coming summer?" asked Snape. "I've been thinking… we must make Draco and Virginia fulfill the prophecy before then. Maybe then we can save Draco from that horrifying fate," answered Dumbledore. Professors Snape and McGonagall nodded and stood to leave. "Get them together as much as possible," said Dumbledore as they walked out of his office.

"Golden Snitch"

Ginny entered the Gryffindor Common Room. It was nearly empty – mainly just couples. Ginny closed her eyes and sighed – she wanted to be one of those girls more than anything. She saw Harry and Lavender cuddled up by the fire – Hermione and Ron kissing by the bookshelf. She rolled her eyes and walked up the stairs to her dormitory.

Angelique and Joelle were sound asleep when Ginny walked into the room. Amara and Chantal were sitting on Ginny's bed waiting for her to return. Ginny sat down with them without saying anything. "Was it that bad?" asked Amara. "What did he make you do?" asked Chantal, concerned. "I just had to clean the classroom with no magic – but the worst part was Draco was there too!" said Ginny. She sighed loudly and fell back onto her bed. "Gin, you okay?" asked Amara. "Huh? Yeah, I'm just fine," answered Ginny. "You sure? You just called Malfoy - Draco," said Chantal.

Ginny sat up quickly and had to hold onto the bed to steady herself. "I WHAT?" she practically yelled. Luckily, Angelique and Joelle didn't wake up. Now Amara looked concerned as well. "Gin, did something happen in detention?" asked Chantal. "No… Malfoy finished my side of the bookshelf because he hit my cuts," she answered. Chantal and Amara looked at each other, stunned. "Malfoy was nice to you?" asked Amara, still stunned.

Ginny nodded slowly, looking down at her sheets. "Wow," muttered Chantal. "What else happened?" asked an interested Amara. Ginny considered telling them about the sensation she felt when Draco's arm had bumped into her. She decided not to when she remember it hadn't happened before when she had bumped into him on the platform or in the corridor. "No, nothing."

"Alright. Goodnight, Gin," said Amara as she climbed off Ginny's bed and into her own, closing the curtains. "Yeah, night," said Chantal as she did the same as Amara. "Night," Ginny said as she climbed into her sheets and pulled them up to her chest. What the bloody hell is going on? she asked herself.

She stared up at the ceiling – wanting to fall asleep as soon as possible. However, tonight the ceiling didn't calm her. She hummed her mother's song and closed her eyes. This didn't work either. It was the first time it hadn't worked. Ginny's thoughts were bombarded with the face of Draco Malfoy – her worst enemy, but tonight – she didn't care.

Something was going on – she knew it would have to stop. She could not start having feelings for that stupid git, but she decided it wouldn't be too terrible if it lasted only a single night. She closed her eyes once more – with thoughts of a certain platinum blonde Slytherin. She smiled blissfully to herself without even realizing it and quickly fell asleep, for the first time without humming her song.

Ginny felt someone shaking her shoulder. She growled and turned onto her back. Immediately, her hand reached up to her eyes and rubbed all the blurriness out. She opened her eyes to be greeted by a very awake Chantal. "Come on, Gin! Time for breakfast!" she said, cheerfully. Ginny just stared at her blonde haired best friend. "What the bloody hell? Let me sleep, Chan!" Chantal shook her head. "Sorry, Ginny, babe. Time to wake up."

This time Ginny gave in and got up. Chantal smiled at her achievement. "Well, I'll meet you in the Great Hall." Ginny nodded and grabbed her clothes. She didn't bother taking a shower – she was still too tired. She dressed quickly, brushed her hair, and threw it up messily, grabbed her books for her classes and shoved them in her bag. She sighed and walked out of the dormitory. The Common Room was utterly empty. She walked through the portrait and into the hallway.

Once her foot hit the hallway's floor she heard footsteps behind her. "Ah, hello, Little Weasel." She didn't even need to turn to face the voice to know who it belonged to. Draco Malfoy. Of course, she couldn't even go one day without having to be bothered by the stupid git. "What do you want, Malfoy?" Ginny spat, now glaring at the boy. Draco slowly looked her up and down, smirked, and walked away without another word.

What the bloody hell is going on?! Ginny screamed to herself. "Ugh! Stupid Malfoy!" She stormed off to the Great Hall – with tons of thoughts going through her head. None of which she understood.

Author's Notes: Whoohoo! Chapter 2 is now up!! I hope you guys like this chapter! I do… but then again I wrote it. *Sigh...* Well, please review me! I just love reviews! They help so much… they get me motivated to write… so if you like this… review so you can get more as soon as possible! Oh, and while you're waiting for chapter 3 check out my other Fics!

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