A/N: alright, I'm back. And I shouldn't be. But I REALLY wanted to write this next part about tormenting Ron…

Wow, my first flame. AWESOME! Thanks to Ashley, for hating me! Yay! *Extremely happy*

Disclaimer: Haven't we already been through the fact that I don't own this? Otherwise I wouldn't be writing fanfiction on ff.net.

The Tiki Game

Chapter 6

Ron Haters, Rejoice!

"Draco… what are you doing?"

"What we both want, Virginia…" He slowly leaned in closer as she closed her eyes…

Ginny sat up in bed abruptly. She just couldn't stop thinking about him, and the way he had touched her. He had just been so… gentle. What scared her, was that she feared Draco could be changing. Maybe even turning into a better person...

…Then again, maybe not.

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Turns out, the next day, everyone had faced the boggart; Hermione and Blaise only a couple minutes after they had left the room. The items on the list were to be completed in a consecutive order, so that meant that their next item was:

Task: Anger Ronald Weasley so much that he resorts to using physical violence.

Poor Ron just didn't know what he was getting himself into. It was probably revenge, Ginny thought, for that time when Ron blabbed about Fred and George in the foursome with Katie Bell and Fleur Delacour. Yeah, she thought, that was probably it. The twins were punished rather severely for that particular incident, and their mother had never REALLY forgiven them. No one had any idea that mortal peril covered explicit sexual actions. Mrs. Weasley was rather shocked when she had looked at the clock that night, and ran around the house in a state of uproar.

She was startled, as she felt a cold finger under her chin, lifting it up. Gin found her chocolate eyes meeting the stone-grey of Malfoy's. He was grinning like a fool.

"Good morning sunshine!" he said in a sunny voice, giving staccato accents to the words, making him sound like a kindergarten teacher.

"Malfoy, you're just happy because you get to snog me senseless…"

"RIGHT-O Weasel! Any girl that snogs ME," he struck a valiant pose, "is in for the time of her life."

"Let's note, I'm not exactly happy that I have to kiss you. I wish that there was an alternative… but still" Gin felt a bit uneasy about the whole ordeal.

"Well, I can't wait to see the look on your brother's face… too bad that we're probably the only ones who have the dare. If ALL of the groups were doing it… Merlin…" Draco grinned even wider, if that were possible. Ginny wanted to punch that grin off of his face.

"Malfoy, let's remember that he's still my brother. And BOTH of us are going to get our asses kicked for this ordeal," Ginny walked faster. They were late for lunch, as they figured that they would make more of an uproar that way.

"Ugh, I'm not looking forward to the violence. Well, we'll make a scene," He pushed open the door, "Ladies first."

Ginny paused in the doorway, and her eyes grew wide.

"Um, Ginny… what's wrong?"

"L… l… look…." She pointed her shaky hand inside, and he peered his head around.

Draco started to laugh. And kept laughing. And, even more impossibly, laughed even louder. But, no one heard him in the great hall.

It was in a state of utter chaos.

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Draco kept laughing, until one of the pies hit him in the face.

"HEY!!! YOU LITTLE FUCKER!!!" He shook his fist at the small Hufflepuff boy who had thrown the key lime pie. The boy's face grew red, and he ran off, Draco chasing him.

Ginny looked up, and realized that the whole situation WAS rather funny. There were pies flying everywhere, hexes in all directions, house elves stripping on tables, Gryffindors and Slytherins working side by side with Fred and George egging them on…

And there was Ron, sitting in the middle of it all. His flaming red hair was, literally, flaming. Eyebrows singed, scowl on his face, pies flying at him…

Ronald Weasley looked like a broken, and miserable boy.

Harry was restraining him, but Hermione wasn't really doing much to help, seeing as she was hexing Ron from every direction, and looking like she was having the time of her life with Blaise Zabini.

Ginny felt a tug on her arm, and looked up at Draco.

"Well, Gin, might as well do our part," he said, smiling.

"Indeed. Don't think that anyone will notice, but we might as well try."

They walked into the center of the hall, hand in hand, surprisingly dodging all of the pies. He leaned in, as she closed her eyes, and their lips met.

The whole hall went completely silent. Pies stopped in midair, hexes stopped flying, house elves stopped stripping.

And Ginny was having the most wonderful time of her life. He brought his arm up, and intertwined his hand in her hair. She brought her arms up around his neck and pulled in closer… and closer… and closer…

But knew that she had to pull away sometime. She leaned back, released his hand from her hip, and opened her eyes.

The first thing that she noticed was that everything had stopped.

The second thing was that Ron was practically steaming.

And the third…

Harry had stopped restraining Ron.

"OH SHIT…"

"Um, Gin, I think we better make a grand exit. Got anything planned?"

"Nope."

"Fuck."

Ron had a look of supreme anger on his face, and she knew that he was going to blow any second now. And the object of his wrath would be, of course, Draco Malfoy.

Ronald Weasley stood up, and sauntered over toward the both of them. Ginny was pale with fear, but Draco had plastered on his maniac grin.

"Did… you… just… kiss… MY… sister…"

"Actually, Ronniekins, he did. And I found it rather pleasant," Gin smiled.

"Why thank you, Gin. I found it lovely myself." Draco smiled.

And that was the last thing he remembered, smiling.

As well as Ron's fist heading toward his face.

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(A/N: *pets plot bunny* Come on… I need another idea… good bunny… *bunny bites her hand* DAMMIT!! I'll just have to leave this one short, then. *gets out knives and heads toward unruly bunny*)

"Uhhh… mugfotag…"

"Draco… is that even a word?"

Draco slowly opened his eyes and observed his surroundings as best as he could. Everything was spinning rather slowly, and the colors that he was seeing were rather blinding, all in all. He looked down, and found himself covered with sheets.

"Sheet."

"Umm… yes Draco, sheet."

After that was confirmed, he rubbed his eyes, blinked twice, and focused on the lovely red shape in front of him.

"Hello. Who are you?"

"Draco, remember me? I'm Ginny. GINNY. G I N N Y!"

Things suddenly stopped spinning in front of him.

"Oh god, Gin… what happened?"

"Well, you got the beating of your life by Ron, so I suppose we completed the task. He's sitting over there." Ginny pointed to the bed next to Draco.

Draco looked over, and saw a shaking redheaded boy convulsing in the bed next to him. He was muttering something like 'not happening… not happening… save me…'.

"Well, I actually feel a bit sorry for the bugger. Poor guy…"

"I think he's going to kick your ass again, as soon as he recovers."

"Alright, I'm back to hating him." Draco frowned and fixed his face into a pout.

Ginny sighed. "Okay, turns out that our next task is getting some Verisetarum from Snape's special storeroom. Turns out, everyone in the group has to go to Snape's storeroom at one point or another and take something."

"And let me guess- we're next?"

"Right-o ferret."

"Well then, this should be a piece of cake!"

"Actually… there is one small problem…"

Draco shrugged. "And that would be?"

"His secret storeroom… no one knows where it is."

"WHAT!?!?!? Well, you're helping!!" Draco turned very pale.

"Come on! We've got time! Hermione is bound to have SOME idea where it is."

"Ginny… remember… Hermione equals the enemy! We can't solicit help from her!"

She rubbed at her eyes. "She said that she would help if we needed any. And we need ALL the help that we can get."

"Fine, fine. But, don't let her get any ideas."

"Deal. Oh, and Draco?"

"What?"

"Thanks." She dusted herself off, and strode out of the hospital wing.

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Next Time: The Seduction of the Potions Master

A/N: *points up* HAHA! Good Teaser! I've discovered that my two stories are starting to mesh too much. Maybe I should kill one of the main characters off… Nah. Any ideas? Reviews?

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