Bloody Friggin' Wow! If I would have know I'd have gotten 42 reviews in the first three chapters of this story I would have written Dr/G stories a LONG time ago. Lol! Honestly, some of my other fics are close to 10 chapters and they only have about 20 reviews…(hint, hint). So, you guys gave me some really good Ideas and I might try to work them in, but I really don't plan ahead. It just sort of flows, ya know? Hope you like this un-planned-totally-spur-of-the-moment-inspired-by-your-reviews-chapter!

Edit to a/n (written after writing the chapter): This chapter is action packed and better than I thought it would be, (not to mention longer [961 words!]) so enjoy!

Chapter Four:

"So this is how the new Head Girl spends her days at Hogwarts."

Ginny looked up from the book she as reading. Harry Potter stood framed in her doorway. Ginny had been named Head Girl and decided to take full advantage of the private bedroom that came with the position. She was spread out on her bed in her pajamas with her nose in a trashy romance novel. Ginny seemed to be addicted to them, much to the infuriation of Mrs. Weasley.

"Harry!" she squeaked, jumping up to hug him and invite him in. "What re you doing here?" Ginny asked as she shoved something lacy into a drawer behind her.

"I heard about your…engagement." Harry muttered.

"Oh, yes. I guess Ron knows too then?" Ginny asked worriedly.

"He's not too happy, Gin." Harry admitted. "Neither am I."

"You? I know you hate him, Harry, but--"

"Gin, Marry Me." Harry blurted.

"Wha- Huh?" Ginny stammered, sitting on the foot of her bed and watching Harry pull out a small black box from the pocket of his coat.

"Marry me.," he repeated nervously, "Run away from me. We'll elope. Wizarding marriages are permanent, once it's done they can't stop us from being together. I know you want it, Gin." Harry said in a rush.

"Harry James Potter!" Ginny scolded. "I cannot believe you! You have some nerve! You never even looked at me in all the years we went to school together and now that you find out I'm marrying Draco you come running back out of spite?" Ginny hissed.

She stood up and began to pace the room. Harry watched her, still on his knees and holding the small black box in his hands. He seemed shocked at her refusal.

"Gin, I--" he started.

"Don't you 'Gin' me!" Ginny yelled. "Get out, Harry. Just get OUT!"

Harry stood up and looked at her. He knew that look on her face. Ginny was mad and determined and he'd have hell to pay if he didn't listen to her.


"Alright, Gin. But if you change your mind when you realize what life with Malfoy will be like, the offer still stands."

He walked toward the door, and when he reached it made to hand her the box. Ginny shook her head wordlessly, and held up her left hand. There on her ring finger was Draco's engagement ring. The large diamond twinkled at Harry as he tucked his box away and turned to go.

What am I thinking? The man I've wanted for as long as I can remember just asked me to marry him and I said no! He asked me to run away with him like some fairy tale and I said no! All for Draco stinking Malfoy. Well, he better be glad I'm trustworthy. Should I tell him? It would make him mad if he knew Harry had--

An evil smile crept onto Ginny's pretty face as re-examined her last thought. Her blue eyes glinted with mischief as she ran to her desk, took out some parchment and a quill, and started to write.

Draco,

I know you remember the crush I had on Harry Potter when I was younger. Well, I've realized in the time he's been away from school that my schoolgirl crush may be something more. Harry has asked me to marry him. He says he can save me from a life with an unloving and cold husband…a husband he thinks you'll turn out to be. While he couldn't convince me completely, he made me promise to think about it. I thought you had a right to know, I'm going to take some time to think about it.

-Virginia A. Weasley

Ginny smiled again as she sealed and addressed the parchment. She summoned a house elf through the fire in her common room and ordered him to deliver the letter in ten minutes time. Then, she decided to take advantage of her privileges as Head Girl, and pay a little visit to her mother. Ginny tossed some powder into the fire and waited till the flames turned a bright, poisonous green, before stepping inside and shouting "The Burrow!"

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Draco Malfoy was seated at his desk grading papers when the House Elf nearly gave him a heart attack by appearing with a 'pop' on top of his stack of essays. The Elf scampered over to Draco's lap and handed him a letter, then disappeared with another (completely unnecessary according to Draco) 'pop'.

Draco stared curiously at the semi-familiar writing on the envelope. Realization suddenly dawned on him as he glanced at his stack of graded papers and saw his fiancé's curvy writing on top.

He quickly scanned over the contents of the letter, his expression darkening as he read to the end. He shoved the letter into the parchment of his robes and ran quickly out of the room.

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"Ginny!" Draco yelled as he pounded o the door to the Head Girl and Boy's common room. "Ginny, let me in!"

A haggard looking Evan Carter answered the door, looking as if he'd been woken from a peaceful sleep. He looked at Draco with mingled curiosity and worry, before Draco seized the neck of hi shirt and slammed him into the wall.

"Where is she?" he hissed.

"Wha- Who?" Evan asked.

"Who's name was I shouting when I attempted to break your door down moments ago?" Draco said sarcastically.

"Red? I don't know I --"

"Red?"

"It's her nickname." Evan said defensively.

"How original." Draco quipped. "Where can I find her?"

"That Potter fellow was here earlier…" Evan said.

"Potter?"

Draco pushed past Evan and saw the green flames of the Floo connection Ginny had left open minutes before. He stepped into the lukewarm fire and called "Arthur Weasley."