Cotton Candy and Pixie Stixs
By Sutefu
PG-13
Disclaimer:
I don't own Harry Potter and I dun wanna! Ya'll can have him. That's why in this story, Harry's a dawg. No really, he's a dog. I swear!. Actually, I hate the pairing. It's for all you Draco/Ginny lovers, and it's dedicated to my cousin Cassie(her pen name is Gryffindor Sweetheart, soon to be CaSassy Weasley)

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Ginny ran frantically through the hallways, her hair a mess, her tie half-way tied, and her sweater on backwards. Unbeknownst to her, she had also put on two left shoes in her hury to get dressed, but that didn't really matter because her shoes were so worn and old that you couldn't tell which was which anyways. In such a hurry to get to potions, her first class of the morning, she barely had the time to watch where she was going as she dodged by 3 teachers, one of which was Prof. Dumbledore, and the other two Prof. Sprout and Madam Hooch.
"Now now, young Virginia, where are you headed in such a hurry?" Dumbledore asked as Ginny wizzed by.
"No time to talk now, sir, I'm late for potions class!!" she cried out in apology as she ran past him and the other teachers. Then, out of no where, a thud sounded, followed by pain and a cold sting.
"Watch where you're going you stu--..oh..it's you, Mini Weasley," someone scoffed. Ginny looked up. Brown eyes met cold gray ones. Ginny imediately knew it was Draco. She frowned angrily, her books everywhere, her papers slowly floating down from the ceiling.
"As if my day wasn't bad enough...." she said quietly and under her breath.
"Did I hear a squeek?" he grinned at his own joke.
"Hah hah, very funny Malfoy."
"Are you going to get up or are you going to lay there for the rest of the day?"
"Are *you* going to help me up or stand there with that stupid look on your face all day?" she retorted.
"Hmph...fine, I suppose one of us has to be decent...." Draco trailed off, and quickly looked around the hallway to check and make sure no one was following or watching them. He then outstretched his hand and took Ginny's. For a breif second, Ginny could have sworn that Draco blushed.
"Hey...wait a minute...did you just call me 'Mini'?! Why I oughta...." she growled through clenched teeth.
"Thank me for helping you up?" he smiled hopefully.
"Don't push your luck you....you...Malfoy," she said, trying to sound angry. Secretly, she was drooling over how cute Draco looked this morning. The sun was shining over his skin through a window, giving him an almost innocent look.
"Oh I'm so insulted," he smirked.
"Well...you should be.."
"Insulted to bare my father's name?"
"Um..." she hadn't actually thought about that. "Y-yes?" she asked shyly. Okay, now she was embarressed. But she wasn't about to let *him* know that.
"I shouldn't be..but anyone that bares the last name of a rodent shouldn't be too proud, you know," he crossed his arms.
"Rather a rodent then a...a....uh...." she stopped, unable to think of anything. She growled angrily.
"Let me guess, the rodent has rabies?" Draco laughed.
"You are such a..a..boy!" she snapped and turned to walk away.
"Hey Mini, wait up a bloody minute!" Draco called out to her.
Ginny spun around, her eyes lit up, hoping for an apology. "Yes?"
"I'm sorry..."
"You are? For calling me mean names?"
"No, for helping you up," he chortled and walked off, opposite of where Ginny was going.

Later that afternoon, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were gathered at a table in the common room, studying. It wasn't until Ron looked up from studying the blank pages of his notebook that he noticed Ginny sitting alone in a chair by the fireplace. He tilted his head to the side so he could get a partial look at her face.
"Hermione," he blirted out, disturbing the silence, "do you think there's anything wrong with Ginny? I mean, she's sitting alone over there like a Hufflepuff in a room full of...non-Hufflepuff?" he tried to sound smart.
"She was fine at lunch," Hermione said, not once looking up from her book. "Maybe something happened after that? A bad class? A failed test?"
"Weasley's do *not* fail tests...well...except me..and...the twins...but they do it on purpose?" Ron stopped himself, before he made an even bigger fool of himself.
"You know," Hermione sighed, "not talking would keep you from embarrassing yourself by trying to be smart."
"Well you don't even *have* to try..it comes natural!" Ron grinned, thinking he had insulted her.
"Awwww...thanks, Ron!" she hugged him. "That's so sweet!!"
"Ahem.." he blushed, "are we talking about me, you, or Ginny here??"
"Wow, you actually thought of a multiple-choice question!" Hermione giggled.
"I would be so insulted..if I knew what a multiple-choise question was.." he said under his breath.
"What did you say?" she asked. Truthfully, she had heard him. She just wanted to hear it again.
"I said I don't know what a--- hey, wait a minute..you tried to trick me!!"
"I only tried to trick you if sun revolves around the earth."
"Huh..?"
"Case...in...point..." she sighed and rubbed her forehead. It was hard being the smart one, having to know stuff and all..psh.
"Um....."
"Ah, your smart comment for the day," she grinned.
"Hermione? Try not to embarrass yourself anymore then you have..no wait..that's your line..."
"Did you wake up on the dumb side of the bed this morning or something?"
"Dumb side? I thought there were only a left side, a right side, and a under the bed side?" Harry asked, blinking.
"Harry, did you hear any of our other conversation?" Hermione asked.
"Only the word dumb side of the bed. What were we talking about again?"
Ron took out a spoon and threw it across the room. "Fetch boy, fetch!" he said.
"Ooh....shiny..." Harry drooled as he ran off to find the spoon.
"Ah..the boy who lived...like a dog.." Hermione sighed.
"Don't you think we should get back to Ginny?" Ron asked.
"Yes, I was just going to suggest the same thing."
"What same thing?"
"About Ginny."
"Ginny? Who's that?" Ron tilted his head to the side.
"Your sister??" she said exasperatedly.
"Ohhh yeahhh...what about her?"
Hermione, pulling a frying pan out of no where, whacked Ron upside the head.
"Did you know the circumference of a circle is equal to the distance from the square root to the center, minus a piece of pie?"
"I don't believe it..he's more stupid then before!" she cried out. She then whacked him again.
"Something's wrong with Ginny!! Oh, hi Hermione, how long have you been here?" he asked.
"Better then nothing," she sighed.
"So, what's up?"
"Ginny?"
"What's wrong with her??"
"You tell me."
"Okay..she chews her nails, she snores louder then a dragon with asthma, she has ugly red hair and freckles.......no wait...." he stopped to think. "Aw....why's she sitting over there by herself? Maybe something's wrong?"
"Men..." she sighed. The scary part was, she knew that Ron wasn't acting stupid. At least, not on purpose... She then stood up and marched over to Ginny and claimed the seat next to her. "Hi Ginny...is something up?" she asked her quietly. "You look sad over here.."
"Draco?" she asked, snapping back to reality. "Er...Hermione! Hiya! I..uh..had a nightmare.."
"With your eyes open?"
"So..people think I'm still awake and..um...stuff..?"
"Please tell me the gene pool skipped a generation with you..or only runs on the male side..."
"Huh..?"
"Nevermind..." she sighed. She never really talked to Ginny. It's not that she was annoying or anything, she just..preferred Ron and Harry. To be honest, that's a little scary that she would...
"Can I tell you something, Hermione?"
"Of course! Is this one of those girls only things?"
"Yes..I kinda..like someone..."
"Any chance you could be more specific?"
"Well...not yet...you see, he's not someone people would agree to me liking.."
"Please, for the love of Merlin, tell me it's not Harry...."
A woof sound came from a far-off corner where Harry responded to his name being said.
"No, Harry, stay! Good boy," Ron shook his finger at Harry.
"Okay...but to join you..in your confessions..I like someone too..but..I could never tell him..and even if I did, he'd never understand..literally."
"Wow, sounds like Ron.."
"I..uh..er..." Hermione turned beat red, but hid it before Ginny noticed. "Why would I like Ron?" she said, regaining her cool. "He's so....stupid!"
"Yeah, definitely sounds like Ron..and sometimes stupid boys are cute..but..we're talking about my brother here.." she shivered at the thought that there might be a slim chance that someone thought of her brother as 'cute'.
"Heh...yeah.." Hermione resisted the urge to blush again. If that's even possible..
"So, who is he??" Ron said, popping up from behind Ginny's chair, making both her and Hermione jump.
"Ron!! I said that was girls only!!"
"So..?"
"You're *not* a girl!!"
"Does this have a point or not?"
"No..." she sighed, giving up.
"Oh...poo...literally..Harry made a mess...bah..Oi, Dean, your turn to clean up! Use the Magic-Dee-Dooper Pooper-Scooper if you have to!" Ron sighed. They had tried potty training Harry. Unfortunately, it resulted in Seamus blowing up the toilet. Twice. Then they tried paper training, but Hermione complained that that was a waste of perfectly good newspaper. "I'll go take Harry for a walk while Dean cleans up the mess, and you two have your little 'girls only' talk..which I still don't get..." he shook his head and walked away, grabbing Harry's leash.
"I'm not related to him...I swear...I'm going to stick with the story that my real parents dropped me off on their doorstep twelve years ago and the Weasley's only *thought* I was their daughter..."
"But Ginny, you're eleven..."
"In *human* years, maybe..." Ginny laughed manically.
"Okay....." she said, laughing nervously. Hermione now understood why she never hung out with Ginny. "I see Ron is the 'normal' one..in the family.." she said quietly to herself and stood up, slowly sneaking away.

A scream rang out throughout the corridors of the Gryffindor tower. Ginny sat up quickly, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. "Thank god.." she panted to herself. "It was only a dream..!" Ginny sighed and relaxed.
"Ginny, are you okay?!" Hermione, Ron, and Harry came running into the room.
"Um...y-yeah..I saw a..spider..?"
"Oh my dear lord, that *is* something to scream over!" Ron said, shuddering in fright. Thinking for a second, he screamed like a girl and jumped into Hermione's arms.
"Don't worry, Ron, it's gone..I think I killed it with my slipper.."
"Ginny, we're POOR..YOU DON'T HAVE SLIPPERS" he said, freaking out.
"Um..Mum and Daddy love me more then you?"
"They...do...? But..that's not fair...!!" Ron said and began crying.
"Ron! Ron I was joking..stop crying, please!" she said, trying to calm him down. "Ron I was just teasing with you..I didn't actually see a spider..I had a nightmare..I lied because I didn't want you to think of me as a baby..."
Ron jumped down from Hermione's arms. "Why would I think of you as a baby just because you have a nightmare? I have them all the time!"
"You wouldn't understand.." she sighed.
"You're right...and if you never tell me what's going on in your life, I never will.." he left and walked off.



End Ch. 1! Should I continue? Throw it out? Lemme know...review thank you please!!