Chapter 2
Malfoy didn't like what he had to do. He didn't know how this could possibly work. He tried his best to think of a plan, but nothing was coming up, so he just decided to wing it. The class before lunch was about 10 minutes from getting out and he was starting to get anxious. In what seemed like just a matter of seconds, the class was out. "Why should I be nervous?" he thought. "It's just Little Weasel. How hard can it be?"
"Stuff happens. Everything could go terribly wrong," said another voice in his head.
"But you're Draco Malfoy. You can get out of it. You can get out of anything," assured the first voice.
"You're right, why am I worried?" said the second voice.
"You're not. This should be a piece of cake." Draco quickly went to the Great Hall with confidence. He strutted up to the Gryffindor table, and stopped. A lot of people stopped eating and looked at him, shocked. A certain person at the Ravenclaw table was smiling. "Hey, Little Weasel, I need to talk to you whether you like it or not."
"And why should I even give you the light of day? You aren't even worth spitting on."
"Trust me, if you know what I had to say, you would."
"Malfoy, can't you just disappear? Nobody wants you here so you can leave."
"Harry, thanks, but I can handle this myself," said Ginny reassuringly. "Malfoy, let's get this over with. Whatever you have to say to me is probably going to be amusing anyways." Ginny got up from the table and winked at Hermione, Ron, and Harry.
"You think this will be a picnic for me either? Hurry up, you're taking up my time."
As soon as Draco and Ginny left, Hermione whispered to Harry and Ron, "She's got a plan, a good plan. Trust me."
Harry and Ron just smiled and nodded their heads approvingly.
***
"Little Weasel," said Draco, "don't ask why, but let's say you and me hook up."
"Me? Go out with you? Please, while I still have my dignity," laughed Ginny.
"Why not?"
Ginny was about to tell him exactly why not, and she would've taken up 2 whole lunch periods telling him, but she had a plan, a good plan. "Hermione and I are going to have an interesting conversation tonight," thought Ginny. "You know what?" she said. "I'll think about it."
Draco looked shocked, "You'd actually consider going out with me? After all the stuff I've done to you, all the names I've called you, all the -"
"Stop there before I change my mind. I'll let you know tomorrow. How about at the same time, same place. OK?"
"Whatever. Bye Little Weasel."
"Bye Arrogant Ferret."
"I think all people in Ravenclaw should die," he thought.
***
"What did he want to ask you, Gin?" asked Ron.
"Um, you'll never believe this, but ."
"Come on, just spit it out already," complained Ron.
"Oh, all right. He asked me out."
"You're right, I don't believe you. Now really, what did he want?"
"Ron! I'm serious. He asked me out."
"Why that bastard! I'm going to twist him in half."
"Oh please, Ron. We just ate," moaned Hermione.
"Of course you said no, right?" asked Harry.
"Actually, I didn't. I'm strongly thinking about saying yes."
"But why?" said Harry disgustingly.
"Because he's a hunk that I wouldn't mind putting my hands on," sighed Ginny.
"Oh, how repulsive. I don't get women at all, nor do I want to," remarked Harry.
"I'm going to bed. I can't take anymore of this," said Ron.
"I'm coming too," agreed Harry.
"Goodnight," Ginny and Hermione said together.
"Can we go into your room and talk, Hermione?"
"Sure. Let's go." Hermione and Ginny went up to the girl's dormitories. They went to Hermione's room and sat on her bed. "Now, why are you really going to say yes to him?"
"Because I can bet you I'll make him fall in love with me."
"You think you can make Malfoy fall in love with you? I doubt that. No offense, Ginny, but there has got be something he is up to or something has happened for him to ask you out."
"I know that, that's why I want to turn the tables on him. I wan to pay him back. I know this will work."
"I bet you it won't."
"What do you want to bet?"
"If I win, you will be my personal slave for 2 weeks."
"All right then, Hermione. If I win, you'll have to tell the whole common room whom you like, while he is in there. Deal?"
"Deal," Hermione said. She had a feeling that she was going to win; she just knew it. "You have two months."
"Fine by me. No one can find out though. This has got to be strictly between you and me, OK?"
"Got it. Goodnight Ginny."
"Goodnight Hermione." Ginny left Hermione's room again and went back to her own. "This is going to be difficult," she thought, "but I can do it."
***
"I can't believe it, Ron. Why on earth would she go out with Malfoy?"
"I don't know, but, for some reason, I think she's got a plan. I trust her, and I'm going to stay out of her way. Well, not entirely out of her way, just well enough out of it that she doesn't involve mum."
"I suppose you're right. It's just, you know how I've been feeling lately, and I just don't want to see anything happen to her."
"I know you don't, Harry, and neither do I, but mum gave me this huge lecture about leaving my sister alone and giving her privacy. If she finds out I'm not, I'll be getting a howler, and I don't want to suffer through another one of those again."
"Still, I'll be watching her. Maybe I can get a chance to talk to her one of these times."
"Maybe, Harry. Maybe. I'm off to bed; it's been a long day. Damn potions essay."
"Goodnight Ron."
"Goodnight Harry."
***
Here it was again, rolling around lunchtime and Draco was sitting impatiently. He knew she would say yes. He didn't know why she would, but he knew that's what was going to happen. He was just thinking what on earth their first date was going to be. He didn't have the slightest clue. "Something boring," he thought. "Something really boring and not fun at all. Damn, I can't think of anything. I guess I'll just have to take her to Hogsmeade with me. Damn women. Damn Ravenclaws. Damn games. What has this world come to?" Yet again, class got out and it was lunchtime. He was supposed to meet Ginny outside of the Great Hall. He didn't really want to, but he did. In what seemed like ages, she appeared.
"Well, Malfoy, I've given it some thought and I've decided that I will do it. I'll go out with you," she said with a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"Very well then. Next Hogsmeade trip, let's spend the day together shall we?"
"Um, sure, why not. I suppose we can have fun then."
"Good then. See you then Little Weasel."
"You too," she said with a smile on her face. As soon as he left, she muttered under her breath, "Annoying prat."
Malfoy didn't like what he had to do. He didn't know how this could possibly work. He tried his best to think of a plan, but nothing was coming up, so he just decided to wing it. The class before lunch was about 10 minutes from getting out and he was starting to get anxious. In what seemed like just a matter of seconds, the class was out. "Why should I be nervous?" he thought. "It's just Little Weasel. How hard can it be?"
"Stuff happens. Everything could go terribly wrong," said another voice in his head.
"But you're Draco Malfoy. You can get out of it. You can get out of anything," assured the first voice.
"You're right, why am I worried?" said the second voice.
"You're not. This should be a piece of cake." Draco quickly went to the Great Hall with confidence. He strutted up to the Gryffindor table, and stopped. A lot of people stopped eating and looked at him, shocked. A certain person at the Ravenclaw table was smiling. "Hey, Little Weasel, I need to talk to you whether you like it or not."
"And why should I even give you the light of day? You aren't even worth spitting on."
"Trust me, if you know what I had to say, you would."
"Malfoy, can't you just disappear? Nobody wants you here so you can leave."
"Harry, thanks, but I can handle this myself," said Ginny reassuringly. "Malfoy, let's get this over with. Whatever you have to say to me is probably going to be amusing anyways." Ginny got up from the table and winked at Hermione, Ron, and Harry.
"You think this will be a picnic for me either? Hurry up, you're taking up my time."
As soon as Draco and Ginny left, Hermione whispered to Harry and Ron, "She's got a plan, a good plan. Trust me."
Harry and Ron just smiled and nodded their heads approvingly.
***
"Little Weasel," said Draco, "don't ask why, but let's say you and me hook up."
"Me? Go out with you? Please, while I still have my dignity," laughed Ginny.
"Why not?"
Ginny was about to tell him exactly why not, and she would've taken up 2 whole lunch periods telling him, but she had a plan, a good plan. "Hermione and I are going to have an interesting conversation tonight," thought Ginny. "You know what?" she said. "I'll think about it."
Draco looked shocked, "You'd actually consider going out with me? After all the stuff I've done to you, all the names I've called you, all the -"
"Stop there before I change my mind. I'll let you know tomorrow. How about at the same time, same place. OK?"
"Whatever. Bye Little Weasel."
"Bye Arrogant Ferret."
"I think all people in Ravenclaw should die," he thought.
***
"What did he want to ask you, Gin?" asked Ron.
"Um, you'll never believe this, but ."
"Come on, just spit it out already," complained Ron.
"Oh, all right. He asked me out."
"You're right, I don't believe you. Now really, what did he want?"
"Ron! I'm serious. He asked me out."
"Why that bastard! I'm going to twist him in half."
"Oh please, Ron. We just ate," moaned Hermione.
"Of course you said no, right?" asked Harry.
"Actually, I didn't. I'm strongly thinking about saying yes."
"But why?" said Harry disgustingly.
"Because he's a hunk that I wouldn't mind putting my hands on," sighed Ginny.
"Oh, how repulsive. I don't get women at all, nor do I want to," remarked Harry.
"I'm going to bed. I can't take anymore of this," said Ron.
"I'm coming too," agreed Harry.
"Goodnight," Ginny and Hermione said together.
"Can we go into your room and talk, Hermione?"
"Sure. Let's go." Hermione and Ginny went up to the girl's dormitories. They went to Hermione's room and sat on her bed. "Now, why are you really going to say yes to him?"
"Because I can bet you I'll make him fall in love with me."
"You think you can make Malfoy fall in love with you? I doubt that. No offense, Ginny, but there has got be something he is up to or something has happened for him to ask you out."
"I know that, that's why I want to turn the tables on him. I wan to pay him back. I know this will work."
"I bet you it won't."
"What do you want to bet?"
"If I win, you will be my personal slave for 2 weeks."
"All right then, Hermione. If I win, you'll have to tell the whole common room whom you like, while he is in there. Deal?"
"Deal," Hermione said. She had a feeling that she was going to win; she just knew it. "You have two months."
"Fine by me. No one can find out though. This has got to be strictly between you and me, OK?"
"Got it. Goodnight Ginny."
"Goodnight Hermione." Ginny left Hermione's room again and went back to her own. "This is going to be difficult," she thought, "but I can do it."
***
"I can't believe it, Ron. Why on earth would she go out with Malfoy?"
"I don't know, but, for some reason, I think she's got a plan. I trust her, and I'm going to stay out of her way. Well, not entirely out of her way, just well enough out of it that she doesn't involve mum."
"I suppose you're right. It's just, you know how I've been feeling lately, and I just don't want to see anything happen to her."
"I know you don't, Harry, and neither do I, but mum gave me this huge lecture about leaving my sister alone and giving her privacy. If she finds out I'm not, I'll be getting a howler, and I don't want to suffer through another one of those again."
"Still, I'll be watching her. Maybe I can get a chance to talk to her one of these times."
"Maybe, Harry. Maybe. I'm off to bed; it's been a long day. Damn potions essay."
"Goodnight Ron."
"Goodnight Harry."
***
Here it was again, rolling around lunchtime and Draco was sitting impatiently. He knew she would say yes. He didn't know why she would, but he knew that's what was going to happen. He was just thinking what on earth their first date was going to be. He didn't have the slightest clue. "Something boring," he thought. "Something really boring and not fun at all. Damn, I can't think of anything. I guess I'll just have to take her to Hogsmeade with me. Damn women. Damn Ravenclaws. Damn games. What has this world come to?" Yet again, class got out and it was lunchtime. He was supposed to meet Ginny outside of the Great Hall. He didn't really want to, but he did. In what seemed like ages, she appeared.
"Well, Malfoy, I've given it some thought and I've decided that I will do it. I'll go out with you," she said with a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"Very well then. Next Hogsmeade trip, let's spend the day together shall we?"
"Um, sure, why not. I suppose we can have fun then."
"Good then. See you then Little Weasel."
"You too," she said with a smile on her face. As soon as he left, she muttered under her breath, "Annoying prat."