Disclaimer: If I owned Draco and Ginny, the world would be a very dark, screwed up place… *nods* Lucky for everyone except me, I don't own them. I don't really own anything. I'm dirt poor like that.
A/N: Er…I write crazy when I'm procrastinating…and today I was majorly procrastinating, so out comes this little…thing. Just dialogue between D and G. Hope you like, and review.
Mmm!By sky is blue
" Remember when I hexed you back in my fourth year?"
" Oh. Yea. Was that you?"
" Yup."
" I'm starting to dislike you. Immensely. I suggest you obliviate me while you have the chance."
" Come now, we're mature adults now. Right?"
" Speak for yourself. So why'd you hex me?"
" Because, you know, I kind of had to. To get away and all. You were with the bloody Inquisitorial Squad! Who joins that?"
" Slytherins who seek power."
" Hmm. You mean twits who like to suck up to teachers."
" Or you could put it that way…or you could say asinine brats who revel in others' miseries…all synonymous, you know."
"…"
" Now I remember--I hated you all through my 6th year."
" Oh, really?"
" Yea, especially since you hexed me. I had a funny feeling it had been you. I knew that the culprit had red hair, that's all."
" Sorry to hear."
" You should be. Up till then, I thought you were the nicest Weasley of them all—but I was proven dead wrong. I regretted having lost this shy, innocent image of you."
" Me? Innocent? You're funny, Malfoy. For a stiff rich guy, I mean."
" Funny? Ha. Of course I'm funny—not so funny that people take me as a joke, but funny enough to charm the ladies."
" You're not charming me."
" Er—you're a lady?"
" Shut it, Malfoy."
" Mmm. What a Ron-esque thing to say. This is why I'm a bit reluctant to be around you, Weasley—sometimes I get this horrible shudder and think that I'm talking to your brother."
" Shut it, Malfoy…why are you looking at me like that?"
" Looking at you like what? I'll shut up, you know…if you really insist."
" EEK!!"
"Shh…mm…"
"…….."
"…."
"….*blink*"
"…Haven't you anything to say after that?"
" DRACO MALFOY!!!!!"
" Other than that, I mean."
" Like what??!"
" Like…how that was the best (and only) kiss you've ever experienced in your sexually deprived life?"
" Somehow, that hadn't registered in my mind yet."
" Oh, but it will, soon enough, darling."
" You pompous jerk."
" You could have just called me a Malfoy."
" You infuriate me."
" You and every other Weasley."
" Whatever, Malfoy…"
" Heh."
" *shivers*…Is it just me, or is it a little chilly in here?"
" *smirk* We manly men don't feel cold. Here--"
" Stop!"
" Malfoy—"
" What?"
" I don't need your coat."
" Oh, please. Take the charity when it's offered—you're in no position to refuse such things."
" Quit smirking. I mean—you could at least wash it before giving it to me. Ugh, I think I'm going to retch—ever heard of water and soap, and if all else fails, cologne?
" Ha-ha. If there's one thing that we Malfoys are impeccable about, it's hygiene. Not that you would know. Speaking of, is it time for your yearly bath yet, Weasel?"
" Oh, please. No more of this childish banter that my brothers are always talking about. I always told myself I would never sink to that level."
" In self denial, are you? Just because I'm better at this than you are. You know you would sink much lower than 'childish banter' with a Malfoy."
" Oh? How so?"
" Like this."
" Mmmmph."
" Mmmrrremsh."
" Mmmmmheeph!!!!"
" MALFOY!"
" What?"
" That's the second time you've kissed me in the last 10 minutes!! Don't touch me!"
" You enjoyed it."
" I did not."
" Did too."
"Prove it."
" If you didn't enjoy it, why are your arms wrapped around my neck?"
" Oh."
" So…"
" You're blushing. You think I'm cute, don't you? Which is why you're resembling an overgrown tomato…"
" Please, shut up, Malfoy! Where were we?"
" You know you would sink much lower…"
" Ah, yes. About that, Malfoy. I'm telling you now, that I would never go to the extent that you and my brothers did—absolutely ridiculous, you men are. Silly fights that only ended in tears, I'll bet—"
" Yea, Potter probably cried at night—"
" See, that's the difference between men and women. Women are so much more dignified."
" Uh huh. So you're saying that you're better than men."
" Well, no…"
"…And you called me the arrogant jerk?"
" That's not what I meant—"
" Sure. What you meant was, I'm the weaseliest weasel there ever was, 'cause I kissed a Malfoy and liked it and I want to do it again and again—"
" SHUT UP!"
" You are thick, aren't you? You must be, telling me to shut up repeatedly, knowing too well the kind of reaction that causes from me. Either that, or you're just a really conniving little girl. Haven't you figured out by now that there's only one way to achieve that?"
" Oof--!"
" Bwehehe."
" Malfoy, please, stop trying to shove your tongue down my throat……errf………oh, fine--I give up! *mumbles*"
5 minutes later…
" Mmmmm…Draco!"