Andrea - I'm glad you're into this. Ok here's the new chapter.... TrippyGirl20051 - Yay! Thank you, I was worried that you guys wouldn't like that chapter, so I'm glad you did! hyper-chika - Hahaha ohh the neck is so my spot, and all my guy friends know it.....I'm also really tickilish. Its terrible when they all gang up on me. Yea, Dean sucks...but I needed someone who was mean in the story if I was going to make Draco nice:-D aideen1 - Thanks. Yea it's hard to make someone in character when you dont

see them a lot (i.e. Draco, Ginny, Susan, Dean, Blaise) Harry does seem a little out of character, but since he changed so much in the last book I figure that he can change even more. He's growing up and finding out who he truly is.

Jeez your guna start giving away my story; I agree, that Harry and Ginny don't belong together....but he can always fight over her. Confrontation is always fun.

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What Last Happened: "Because I have respect for myself!" Dean sat up and walked away. Ginny sat there alone, pondering what was just said and slowly began to cry.

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Draco could hear her crying the minute he stepped outside

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This is a short chapter, I'm sorry. I hope you like it though.

Ok Chapter 13

Draco was having a suprisingly good time. No he hadn't danced with Ginny, but it would eventually happen. Bella was great, she understood everything. They were there together, and they danced, but he wasn't expected to be by her side every second. He didn't hold a double standard either, he didn't expect her to worship him. He was rather angry when Potty asked her to dance, but

what could he do? He decided to sit this dance out.

He saw her

She was sitting with Jade Bishop and Dean, laughing hysterically. She threw her head back and her hair wooshed behind her shoulders. "Draco, care to dance?" Blaise asked. He looked up at her dark eyes. "No." He said and went back to "crowd watching" "Excuse me? Why not?" She tried to be seductive, but he could tell she was about to crack. No one had ever turned her down. He felt sorry. "Maybe later, uhh my feet hurt." It was an obvious lie but Blaise didn't seem to notice. She skipped away to her following flock of boys. He looked back and Ginny was gone, but hadn't gone far. She was dancing with Dean again.

Draco decided to take up Blaise's offer, and she gladly accepted. He tried to get closer to Ginny, but she didn't notice him. He still tried as hard as possible, but it was in vain. She was quickly escorted out of the hall by Dean.

The band's singer stuck an unusually high note.

The song was over. Blaise tried to convince Draco back up to her room, but he refused. He scoffed over to his seat. He was bored. He wanted something fun to do. Obviously this involved findind out what Ginny and Dean were doing. He told himself that he was only doing this for some amusement. He

was fighting a loosing battle. He walked over to the door and saw Dean shove by him fuming. "Dean, what? No hello?" "Shove it Malfoy, I'm not in the mood." "Oh what happened Dean? Couldn't get it up for little old Ginny?" Draco wasn't prepaired for what was next. Dean started to walk away, Draco turned around and started for the door. He didnt make it two steps before he felt the droaning sound of his head pounding and the crack oh his jaw. He turned around and hit Dean in the solar plexes. Dean gave a cough and ran right for Draco, tackling him to the groud. They rolled around on the floor, trying to hit each other, looking like a couple of kids who had never really been in a fight; which they were. Draco was finaly ontop of deans body, hitting him repeatedly in the head, when he saw that a group of kids had surrounded them. He quickly rolled off Dean, stood up casually, and walked out into the garden. Dean got up and swiftly walked the other way. Draco felt his lip bleeding. He knew he would probably have a bruise from Deans first punch, but Dean would also be hurting in the morning. He heard the familiar sound of tears. He had heard a woman crying before, his own mother dissolved into tears almost every night. He followed the sound her her tears, he had a idea of who it was. He was almost into a run when he finally came to the owner. His hypothesis had been correct. Ginny Weasley was sitting on the ground, back against the fountain, gripping to her knees with her eyes looking red and black mascara covering cheeks. She looked up when Draco walked into the clearing, and started to cry harder. He sat down next to her, not saing a word, and pur his arm around her. She went stiff, but gave in, and burried her face into his chest. He stroked her hair and slowly rubbed circles on her back. She cried for another 15 minutes, but still didnt move from the sanctuary of his arms. He didn't mind.