(A/N: I haven't written one of these yet…oh well…I noticed in the last chapter Draco and Ginny were..um…well, I used the phrase "covered quickly" far too often, so I was very careful with this chapter, and since I got some reviews, I'm gonna post cuz I'm eager to hear pplz thoughts)
"Draaaaaacooooo…" Pansy's voice was wailing right in his ear. His eyes slid over and he looked at her.
"What is it now?" he said, as calmly as his voice would allow. Pansy attempted a puppy dog face and put her hands behind her back in a childish, innocent way. Draco sighed in annoyance. He bent down and kissed her quickly on the lips. Instantly, he regretted it. Her hands shot out and locked around his neck, holding him in the kiss. He tried to pull back, but she took it the wrong way and jumped closer to him. She pushed him against a wall.
"Pansy, no….stop!" Draco yelped, ducking under her. She fell against the wall and whirled around. She didn't move, but instead leaned against the wall, her hair tumbling over her shoulders and her eyes full of lust.
"Come on…" she said, attempting a seductive tone but ended up sounding more like she whining. She snatched his hand. "Fine. Walk me to breakfast then." She half-dragged him down the hall, ignoring his sighs of irritation. The Durmstrangs and Beauxbatons came today. Draco was actually rather eager to see who came this year. They finally arrived at the Great Hall, and his eyes instantly searched the Gryffindor table. He felt a pang of disappointment when he didn't see Ginny. Suddenly, he realized what he was thinking and diverted his attention to Pansy's chatter. Ha. That lasted long. His mind quickly began to wander and he didn't even notice the girl until he'd already run into her. Ginny Weasley looked up at him and locked eyes. Draco was about to apologize when Pansy's squeaky voice rang clear and true.
"Oh Draco, look. By running into that piece of trash, you've soiled your robes…" she said, patting away an imaginary spot of dust. Draco rolled his eyes and would have told her to shut up but a pair of flashing amber eyes caught his attention.
"Oh, forgive me, Your Majesties," Ginny said in mock-fear. "I didn't mean to ruin your clothes." She grabbed a tin of syrup in one hand and lifted it above Draco's head. He watched her hand, eyes narrowed. She dumped it on him. "Oops…" she said. She dumped some on Pansy, who squealed furiously and ran away. But Draco didn't move. Ginny grinned and snatched a plate of pancakes and rubbed it in his face, followed by eggs, and then, pumpkin juice. Each time, she said 'oops' innocently. She fluttered her eyes at Draco.
Just then, Dumbledore, Snape, and McGonagall entered the Great Hall, chattering with the newly arrived Durmstrangs and Beauxbatons. They all froze and gaped at the two standing in their direct path.
"MALFOY! WEASLEY" Snape and McGonagall's voices rang clearly in harmony. Draco whirled around and grimaced.
"And this," McGonagall said, going red in the face from anger, "Is our Head Boy." She removed a piece of egg from his hair and dropped it in disgust. "Also here you'll notice the Gryffindor prefect, Ms. Weasley," she continued. A group of girls began to snicker. Draco recognized the seeming leader of the small group as the previous Beauxbatons' champion's younger sister, Gabriel Delacour.
"My office-NOW!" Snape snarled. "We'll deal with you two later. I assume you both understand the rules to the Triwizard-" he paused, thinking "-that is, if we even allow you two to enter! Now get out of my sight!" he snarled. The two scampered by and walked down to the Dungeons.
Ginny stole a glance at Draco. His hands were shoved in his pockets and he was glaring straight ahead. He glanced over at her. "What is it, Weasley?" he said her name with the same she'd said his previously.
"Nothing, Malfoy," she hissed, repeating his tone. They walked silently to the Dungeons and slipped into Snape's office. Ginny sat down, but Draco paced impatiently. The quiet was broken by Draco's voice.
"You know, I can't believe you Weasel!" Ginny looked up, startled. "You could've told them that it wasn't my fault! I didn't even do anything!"
"Oh puh-lease Malfoy, you've been giving me trouble since my first year. I think you bloody well deserve this as much as I do," she retorted angrily.
"I've been giving you hell?! What about the little ferret incident earlier? Huh? Huh?"
"YOU BIT ME!" she screamed.
"YOU TOLD ME TO!"
"I WAS BEING SARCASTIC! IT WAS AN INSULT, NOT A BLOODY COMMAND!"
"Silence!" They both whirled around to see Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape. Dumbledore slid passed them and sat on Snape's desk. Calmly, he folded his hands and placed them in his lap. He looked up at the two students and the most unexpected noise came from the Headmaster.
Laughter.
"Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Weasley. As entertaining as you two have been, I'm afraid I must give you each detentions," he chuckled. "You two must realize that you have seriously offended the Headmistress of Beaxbatons and the Headmaster of Durmstrang. Until you two show a serious improvement of companionship, you two will have detention together, every night," Draco gawked at the Headmaster.
"Surely you're joking?!" Draco said.
"I can assure you, Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore sobered up. "I am perfectly serious." Draco scoffed. He couldn't contain his anger.
"This is all your fault Weasel!"
"What?! It was you and your little girlfriends fault!"
"Pansy is not my girlfriend! It was not Pansy's fault! Nor was it mine!"
"WAS TOO!"
"WAS NOT!"
"UH, YA! IT WAS!"
"Now this is going to get you detention for a week whether your best friends tomorrow night or not," Dumbledore laughed, turning out of Snape's office. McGonagall shook her head and sighed.
Both Ginny and Draco were glaring angrily at one another. After a few moments of eye lock, Ginny's resolve crumbled under his silvery glare. She hated when people were genuinely mad at her; it didn't matter that it was Malfoy. She stared at her feet and cleared her throat.
"P-Professor Snape…may I go?" Snape seemed to have forgotten they were there and was busily grading test papers. His eyes snapped up.
"Yes. You are both dismissed," he growled. Just as they turned to leave, he added, "And Mr. Malfoy…clean yourself up before you go back to breakfast," Draco turned slightly pink and nodded.
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Draco took a quick bath and went up to his dorm. He found on his bed the House Elves had lain a fresh set of clothes out and had even polished his Head Boy badge. He grinned and pulled on the fresh clothes. He snatched a brush and combed out his hair, then ran his fingers through his hair. It feel loosely in a crown around his head and he grinned. He walked out and on his way, right before the Great Hall he saw the Weasel. She actually looked like she had taken a bath too, for her hair was soft and light and her clothes actually smelt fresh and crisp. Draco shook his head. What did he care what she did with her free time? They walked silently next to one another for a while, then, suddenly, Draco grabbed Ginny's arm.
"Listen Weasel. We're gonna need to pretend to be close until that git of a Headmaster sees we're…er…friends," he spit out the word in disgust.
"Oh, so you want me to act like I'm close to you?" Ginny teased. He raised an eyebrow as she stepped slightly closer. She rested her head on his arm and snatched his hand. "Like…this?" She stroked his hand gently. She leaned up and nipped his ear gently, sending chills right down his spine. That's not fair! Draco's mind was screaming. I'm still a seventeen-year-old boy! She's using my hormones against me! She is so-
Just then, the Great Hall opened and Pansy came out. Ginny instantly jumped timidly away from Draco and blushed, staring at the ground. Pansy, who was her usual ditzy self and blind as a bat, didn't see them anywhere near one another. In fact, she didn't even see Ginny. Her eyes sparkled as she took in his appearance.
"Draco," she purred. "You look absolutely dashing," she grabbed his arm and Draco sighed. He'd rather have the Weasel hanging off him in a teasing way than Pansy. Anyone but Pansy. She dragged him into the hall and the Slytherins made no comment about how the Weasel had completely embarrassed him. He sat down silently.
Across the Hall, Ginny looked up and watched the Slytherins chatter noisily. She turned to her fellow Gryffindors and poured out how she was being forced by Dumbledore to be friends with Malfoy and the detentions. But Hermione, being Hermione, interrupted.
"It's your own fault, Gin. You should've walked away," she said matter-o-factly. Many of the Gryffindors murmured in agreement. Ginny sighed and began to pick at her food. She actually would welcome Detention. She'd rather be anywhere than near these Gryffindors. Perhaps it would have been better to be a Hufflepuff…at least they're loyal….