A/N: Back again! With yet another chapter…this new writing style is beginning to grow on me…

Disclaimer: J.K Rowling is a genius. A very rich genius I might add ;)

Chapter Two

-The Yule Ball-

Draco paced the length of his room; his mind was stuck on the least likely girl, Ginny. Just what was it about her that was so…so…appealing?

He had to hand it to her; she was pretty. With those gorgeous long eyelashes, the slender curves around her waist…and possibly elsewhere…

But what had really tied his mind was her hair. The way it swung back and forth in line with her hips, and how it shone in the sun, lighting up her face…how did he even notice these things?

Frustration overcame him, this was driving him crazy. Why did he like her? She was a Weasley; her and her mudblood loving kind was the type of people that Malfoys despised.

He couldn't possibly like her…he can't like her…oh, but what if he did?

Draco wearily rubbed his head, it was a fact, he was stuck on Ginny Weasley.

~

The Yule Ball came sooner than anyone expected. The sixth and seventh years had all been stressed out for the O.W.Ls and N.E.W.Ts that it had hit them completely unanticipated.

Inside her room that she shared with three other best friends, Ginny rampaged her closet. "Guys…I have nothing to wear!"

Camille shrugged lightly. "Ginny, you're going with Neville, there's no need to go all out for your outfit, he'll probably just spill punch on you." (A/N: Sorry Neville-fans! By the by, I love him too!)

"I don't even know why you go with him," added Jacquelyn, "You could do much better if you just held out for somebody else. Neville must know that, that's probably why he always asks you before any other guys can reach you."

Ginny frowned. "That's not nice. Besides, I don't mind. He's a pleasant enough guy…"

"Everybody knows that Harry was going to ask you…but Neville got to you before Quidditch Practice ended," informed Jessie.

"That's just a rumor," Ginny stiffened. "Anyway, what would Harry ever see in me?"

Camille scoffed. "Oh…I don't know…maybe a strikingly pretty red-head with a nice personality," she said sarcastically.

Ginny sighed. "It doesn't matter; not now anyways, he's already love-struck with Hermione."

~

The air was cool and crisp as Ginny stepped out. Just as Camille had predicted, Neville had spilled punch all over her dress. He had made a huge fuss over it too, 'Ginny I'm so sorry! Here, let me help you…'

It had ended up with Neville spilling the whole punch bowl on her heels and a very distressed Ginny excusing herself outside to escape.

~

As a last minute choice, Draco had taken Pansy to the ball; he hadn't the nerve to approach Ginny; not with Harry and Ron around her all the time.

He had picked up Pansy at around seven…and had a rendezvous with her in the broom closet at about eight. Draco really was getting tired of it all…

Returning to the ball, he and Pansy danced, until he spotted Ginny and Neville. The blubbering idiot had spilled punch on her. It was a mystery to him why Ginny had always went with him.

Eyes still intently on Ginny, he watched as she excused herself and silently slipped away.

Draco followed.

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