A/N: Ok, thank you all for responding! This is the first fic I have ever written and I really appreciate any help I can get. I'm sorry if it got confusing when I change POV I couldn't figure out a better way to do it so if you all have ideas, I know someone said something about it, just let me know. For now though if you see ~*~ it means that the other person is talking. Oh yeah and I am assuming that the Weasleys live in a muggle neighborhood. Their house may be pushed back into a field or something and have charms protecting to keep anyone from noticing that it is anything other than a normal house. I'm not quite sure about what is said about it in the books, but I don't own them and I have to go on memory so I am trying the best I can to keep this accurate. If someone knows something that is contrary to what I have written just tell me about it. Thanks so much! -Kiayla

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I was lugging my heavy trunk up to my room when I passed Bill's old room noticing the door was slightly open. I glanced at it out of curiosity then continued pulling my trunk up the last set of stairs. My room was in the attic. I loved it up there. It was like my own little world. On my walls were posters from all my favorite bands. My ceiling had an exact replica of the solar system out of little glow in the dark stars. My dad had charmed it the ceiling so that at night when I said the words it would turn on and sound like rain falling softly from the roof. I dropped my trunk on the floor and fell back onto my pure white quilted bed twin size bed, just thankful to be home.

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After getting my trunk into the house I followed Mrs. Weasley or Molly as she insisted I call her to what would be my new room. We went to a room that had the door slightly opened and as I stepped inside I was in for another big surprise. "How did you get all my stuff in here?" Everything in there was from my room at my house. I looked around in a slight state of awe as she explained. "Oh, I flooed to your house and shrunk your stuff and brought it here. I thought it might help you feel a little more at home." The room was pretty nice considering it was set up the exact way it had been at home. It was a little bit more crowded but the room was smaller. The walls had a 6-inch black stripe around the very top by the ceiling. Inside the center of that stripe was another 3-inch stripe of silver. I put my trunk down as she left the room. This is definitely going to be different from home but having my stuff here might surprisingly make it a little easier as she had said.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ About 3 weeks later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

A/N: This is Ginny btw.

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I was sitting on the couch watching the TV, which happened to be my favorite of the muggle contraptions my dad had brought home. When I heard someone moving around in the kitchen. I got up to see who it was. I was surprised to hear anything at all I thought I had been home alone but there being so many people in the house that didn't happen to often. I walked into the kitchen to see Malfoy getting some food. Oh, yeah, he's not supposed to leave the house. He and Ron had gotten into a fistfight, causing mom to ground both of them. Ron was only gone because mom took him to get his wisdom teeth removed. "What are you doing?" "I'm getting food, Weasley, what does it look like I am doing?" We stood there in an awkward silence until I saw him walking to the door after making his sandwich. "Where are you going?" "Out" I frowned. "Your not supposed to leave the house." "Oh and I suppose your going to tell mommy on me aren't you." I glared at him. He knew I would do no such thing. Especially since he said that. I watched helplessly as he slammed the door before getting an idea.

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I shut the door a little harder than I had meant to. I kind of felt bad but I didn't let it stop me. I knew that no one of importance would be home until at least 7 that gave me plenty of time to go hang out with the guys. I started thinking about the people I now called my friends. They were what could be called the "bad kids" of the neighborhood. I fit in with them, at least in attitude. I was just a lot more dignified. Not only because the sole reason that could stand alone, Me being a Malfoy, but also because I didn't get into trouble the ways that they did. I didn't do drugs and I had only gotten drunk once. I didn't like the feeling of being drunk and it made me look somewhat stupid. Malfoy's avoid looking stupid at all costs. I walked a little faster when I saw a girl walking up to me. "Draco!" I walked on ignoring her. "Draco!" I looked at her then. "What." "Are you going to go to the party this weekend?" It was a girl I had hooked up with at the party I went to 2 weeks ago. It hadn't taken me long to meet people and go partying. I shook my head. "No I'm not supposed to leave the house." "You left it just now." I glared at her hoping she would just leave me alone. She didn't seem to get the message. "Pretty puh-lease" Oh My god this girl is pathetic. She's begging me to go to a party. I mean I know that I am hot. It's hard not to know when every girl in Slytherin, not to mention most likely the rest of Hogworts, want you. "Listen Jessika, I can't.. No, not only can I not go but even if I could I wouldn't go with you." Ooh that was kind of harsh. Oh well she seemed to get the message now. I almost smirked as she glared at me and walked away. Finally peace, and now I was almost at the old barn where I was supposed to meet the guys.

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I slipped on a jacket and slipped out the door quietly following Draco at a distance. If he was going to go out I wanted to know where he was going. Not that I cared or anything but I just wanted to know. I watched him talk to some girl. It looked to me like he made her mad. I grinned. He seems to have that effect on a lot of people. That's what makes him so intriguing. Intriguing?? Where did that come from? I did -not- just think that Draco Malfoy was intriguing. Or maybe I really did. What is happening to me? Yesterday I wasn't concerned about Ron getting hurt in their little fight but I was worried about Draco... and now I find him intriguing?? Something must be going seriously wrong in my brain. He was walking up to some guys now. They were semi hidden behind the old barn down a couple blocks from my house. As he walked up to them they moved around the side. I followed until I could peek around the corner. I watched as they sat down in the grass and began talking. One of the other three guys Draco was with lit a cigarette. I hate the smell of cigarette smoke. If Draco were to ever begin smoking- wait what do I care if he smoke it's his lungs. It's not like I would have to deal with it. Besides since when do I care what he does?

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The guys and I sat around for a moment or so before the leader of the group, so to speak, Donny, asked if we would want to play truth or dare. I kind of shrugged. "Whatever" "Draco Truth or Dare" I looked at him weirdly before answering. "Dare." He smirked and lowered his voice. "I want you to go get that girl that is right around the corner and I want you to go in the barn and make out with her for at least 15 minutes." Girl? What Girl? I walked over to the side of the barn thinking it was going to be Jessika. Getting ready to tell her what I really thought of her I looked around the side of the barn only to see Ginny. "What are you doing here?" She jumped a little. "I.uh.uh. I." I guess I really surprised her. If Ginny Weasley is at a loss for words, than it must be serious. Grabbing her wrist I half dragged her over to where the guys were sitting. "This girl?" That's the one" I rolled my eyes and told Ginny of the dare. Her eyes widened as I spoke. "They want me to what? With you?" She glared daggers into the 3 guys sitting at her feet. "I won't do it." The one that could have been Goyle's twin looked at her with a sick smile on his face. "Then we're going to have to make you do it.with one of us." I looked at the frightened look Ginny got at the suggested idea. "Don't bother I'll make her do it." She looked at me equally as scared now and followed resisting as I dragged her into the barn. I didn't let go until we were in the loft where they couldn't see us through the windows. I turned to her angrily. "Why did you follow me? These aren't the type of people you should be around." She looked at me calmly. "Then why are you?" It was a simple question, but it made me get that lonesome feeling that I tend to have a lot. Suddenly my mouth seemed to gain its own independence. "Because I don't have anyone else. You have your brothers and that mud blood and Perfect Potter. I have to make my own friends. They are the only ones that will accept me. What do you know about being lonely? You have friends. You have people that you know care about you. The only person that did care about me died." She looked at me sadly for a moment before answering softly. "I know what it's like to be lonely too. You say I have my brothers but I really don't. They can't be my friends. They still think of me as a baby. Besides. Bill, Charley, and Percy moved away. Fred and George have each other, and Ron.Ron had his little Dream Team. Harry and Hermione aren't my friends. They are Ron's friends. They are the three Musketeers. I don't fit in with them. At school I don't have any friends either. I would like you to think of the people I hang out with and would call my friends at school. There isn't anyone. And the only people who care about me is my parents, and sometimes, I doubt even they do. They pay more attention to my brothers and the many achievements that they have had, I just get lost in the mix." I looked at her astonished. I had never realized that she didn't have friends at school but now that she pointed it out I couldn't remember her ever just hanging out with someone. Not that I really paid attention to her at school but the times I remember seeing her she was normally alone. I sat on the edge of the hayloft with my feet hanging off the edge. To my surprise she sat down next to me. I could smell her she was so close. She made my senses go wild. I couldn't imagine why. It just didn't make any sense at all. How could I be falling for a Weasley? I'm not really.Am I? Suddenly I wasn't so sure. I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye. I could see a slight smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "What's so funny?" "Well, it would appear to me that we have a lot more in common than either of us could have ever expected." Just then she chose to giggle, it made me almost smile. Her laugh sounded like music. It was a sound that could take a bad day and just to hear it would make everything seem a little better. It made me want to kiss her. I couldn't believe that I wanted to but it seemed like it would be the right thing to do. "Aren't we supposed to be doing a dare?" It was almost like she read my mind.well, sort of. "Why do you want to? I mean I know that it would be an honor to make out with someone with my social status-" I stopped as she hit me in the arm. She didn't do it to be mean though; she did it in a friendly gesture. A smirk took over my face. "So now that we have shared some amazingly personal secrets, does this make us friends?"

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I was shocked. Is Draco Malfoy asking me to be friends with him? It astonished me even more when I realized that I was replying to him. I grinned back. "Yeah I think it does." Wow, I'm a friend with Malfoy. I guess it does make sense, you are normally friends with people that you have things in common with. I thought about that for a moment or two before realizing that it began to smell a lot smokier than it had before. "It's really smelling smoky" Draco sniffed the air "Another one of the guys must have lit up." I smelled it again and shook my head. "That doesn't smell like cigarette smoke. It smells like a fire." He lay down on his stomach and looked at the rest of the barn underneath the hayloft. "Ginny, Don't panic." Why would I Panic? What's there to panic about? What's going on? "What's wrong?" He ignored my question and replied in a calm voice. "I want you to go and check to window over on the other side of the hayloft and see if it's open. If it is I want you to see if there is a ledge that a person could drop onto the ground from." "Okay." I got up to go see if it was open. It was. I looked out onto the roof of the barn. It was slightly sloped but not enough so that it would be difficult to walk on. I looked at the ground from there trying to estimate how far a drop would be. "Uh, Draco, the drop is about 12 feet." I went over to where he was, I net down on my knees to look over then edge. I could hear a crackling. There.there can't be a fire down there. I leaned a littler further to look. As I leaned further the wait of gravity pushing me suddenly became unbearable and I began to fall. "Draco!" I felt his hand grab my wrist. The pull of my body weight on my wrist was too much I could feel it snap as my body lurched in mid air. Tears began to pour out of my eyes. Then I looked and realized why he had told me to go check that out. There was a huge fire building in a stall underneath of the hayloft right by the window the 3 other boys had been next to. "Draco hurry and pull me up my wrist just broke and it hurts really bad." He grabbed my other arm and pulled me up.

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I grabbed her as she went over the side. The first thing I could grab was her wrist. As her body stopped in mid air and she hung from my grasp I felt the pressure on the bone become too much and the bone seemed to snap. When it happened her eyes became filled with pain. That's when she saw the fire. I could tell she was ready to start to panic so I pulled her up as fast as I could. I felt horrible for breaking her tiny wrist although if she had fallen the 15-foot drop from the hayloft to the barn floor she may have broken a lot more than her wrist. As soon as I got her up I pulled her into a tight hug. "Ginny, I am so sorry." I was so sorry. This mess was my entire fault if I hadn't been hanging out with those idiots downstairs not any of this would have happened. I should have just stayed home I was grounded anyway. Why am I bothering even worrying about this now nothing will change the situation. I could feel her hugging me back as if her life depended on it. "Draco, its ok. We just need to get out of here." She began trying to take control. I guess that's why she was put in Gryffindor. I took her good hand and led her to the window before trying to open it. It was stuck. "We are going to have to break this." I took a long look at it. Then I pushed her back a little bit before side-kicking the window. I cleared away as much glass as I could and climbed through before helping her through. We were standing on the roof of the barn now trying to get to the lowest point when we saw the fire trucks coming. "Oh shit." The black smoke had gotten thicker and was now streaming up into the air above the barn. Ginny placed and hand on my arm. "Draco, how are we going to get down? I can't jump like this I'll break it further." I looked at her wrist then at the ground. "We could wait and have the fireman bring us down." She thought about this. "If we do that mom and dad will find out and you will get into a lot of trouble." She was right. I was going to be busted when I got back to the house. "I would rather be grounded for the summer than have you put into any more pain." I can't believe I just said that out loud. She looked as astonished as I felt. "You know I said, because friends care about each other." That was a sorry attempt at a cover up. Normally I can think of anything that I need to, why is it all of a sudden I seem to have lost the thinking capabilities of my brain. We waited as the firemen came and got us down. They had an ambulance waiting and I went with Ginny to the muggle hospital. We couldn't reach her parents so the doctor fixed her wrist and put it in a cast. I hadn't ever seen anything like it before. It looked like it was a lot more painful than the way we could have fixed it if Madam Pomfrey was there. After the doctor said she could go we got a taxi and took it back to the burrow. It was after 8 by the time we got home. As we walked in Mr. And Mrs. Weasley looked furious.