*** I own nothing. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling***

They both quietly walked down the long hallway until they came to the end. The hallway turned into another corridor that stretched just as long down the house as the first. It seemed as though they were just going to be going around in circles. That is until they came to two massive doors. Sharing a confused look Draco and Ginny pushed open the two doors.

And came face to face with about fifty teenagers and five adults all sitting down to dinner.

"We'll," said Ginny, "I think we found the Dining hall."

It was rather unnerving having fifty odd pairs of eyes on you. Ginny started the signature Weasley blush, Draco just began to scowl.

"Well, well, well." Came a voice from the back of the room. "I'd wondered when you two would find us. We figured you'd be here at least ten minutes ago."

Draco and Ginny soon found the face and man belonging to the voice,

It was a medium sized man with graying black hair and a clean-shaven face. He had an honest face one could see all the emotions in. He walked up to Draco and Ginny who had stayed silently glued to the floor in front of the two mighty doors. Suddenly though, Draco came to life.

"Well, sorry to disappoint." said Draco with a pointed look at Ginny, " some of use are slower than others."

Ginny began to flush. No matter how she acted she was still the shy redhead who didn't react well to insults.

"Well if SOME of use told others they had their wand the OTHER part of some of us could have acted faster!" yelled Ginny.

Draco for once looked embarrassed. That was quite a right hook for Ginny. She had never ever seen the emotionless Draco Malfoy look embarrassed. Draco looked kinda cute when embarrassed... whoa.... where the hell had that came from...I shouldn't be thinking about DRA---MALFOY that way!!!

:"sorry." Mumbled Draco.

WHOA!!!! Holy crap.... apology too. Okay I knew it. Hell finally froze over. "Okay, now that that is over," said the man," let us sit down to eat."

He pointed to two chairs sitting empty beside a table.

Ginny and Draco headed over to the two chairs and sat down the silence still very evident in the dining hall. Soon, though the students lost interest in Draco and Ginny and went back to their food, a more pressing issue. It was starting to become that way for Ginny too. She was hungry!

We'll might as well eat... and I am hungry.

Ginny looked around her and saw Draco digging into the food that had magically appeared before them like the food at Hogwarts. The tables were small and only seated 6 each. Draco and Ginny had one to their own, no one was near them.

The food was starting to make Ginny feel dizzy. She hadn't eaten in more than eight full hours.

Stop thinking like a fool and start to eat. Your going to faint if you don't, Ginny Weasely!

Ginny could hear her mother's voice in her head. She had said the same thing to her that summer before and like the good child Ginny obeyed. The food was good but Ginny didn't taste a thing as she ate. She was too busy checking out the new getup. The room was big; it had to be to fit so many people. The walls were a startling sky blue, yet the room didn't seem too candy sweet. It was cozy and felt right.

Draco didn't seem interested in anything around him. He was just mechanically shoving food into his mouth, chewing, swallowing, and then starting the cycle back up again. It was like he had given up hope and only wanted to complete the cycle before dying.

Ginny leaned over to Draco and whispered, "HEY, are you okay?"

Surprisingly he answered.

"I'm away from my school, my friends, my home, and my frickin cat. What do you think?"

Suddenly and without warning Ginny remember why she was here. The anger returned in a rush and Ginny felt nauseated to even be sitting next to Draco.

"Malfoy, why the hell did you mess with my cat?" whispered Ginny quietly with a deadly precision.

Draco took a double take at Ginny and said "Your cat? Your cat?!?! That was my damn cat! And I wasn't messing with her. Believe it or not, your freakin psycho, that cat likes going up in the air. Just like a little baby you damn idiot."

But once Draco got started it seemed he couldn't stop. He had had this bottled up for quite a long time and it was time to vent.

"Is that what this whole damn frickin mess is about? Is that why you attached me at school? MY DAMN CAT??? I was playing with it, you insane metal patient. They should lock you up in St. Mungo's. You're a loony. Who in the hell gave you the right to mess with me because of my cat? I thought you though I had murdered your aunt or something but this who frickin mess from HELL IS ALL ABOUT MY DAMN CAT! You should marry the damn cat your so in love with it! Don't you have any friends? That's pathetic; my cat was your only damn friend. What the hell is wrong with you? ALL ABOUT A DAMN CAT...."

Draco in this case was like a balloon letting out air. Once he started he couldn't stop and when he finally did stop he was through talking for good.

Without realizing it though he had really hit a raw nerve with Ginny. The whole Dungbomb Incident and Harry, Ron, and Hermoine's betrayal struck her again. Her embarrassment at not having any real friends hit again and it was like someone had slapped Ginny. Her face went dead white. At the same time the entire hall went silent again and The Man stood up to speak.

"Draco, Ginny would you please come to my office to speak?"

The only sounds that could be heard were Draco and Ginny's footstep as they walked out of the hall behind the nameless man and out into the hallway.