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A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews! This is my first fanfic so I was really excited to get such positive reviews, I'll try to make the chapters longer, the last one was kind of short.

Ginny stared at Draco Malfoy as if seeing him for the first time. "M-malfoy?" Ginny whispered. Draco recovered somewhat more quickly than Ginny.

"What, surprised?" he asked with a smirk.

Caroline seemed delighted with this turn of events. "Oh, you already know each other, that's wonderful!" By the tone of her voice you would think that Draco had just announced that he was going to be ruler of the free world.

"We see each other from time to time," Ginny said trying to be polite. It wasn't Caroline's fault that her grandson turned out to be a selfish pig with no regard to right and wrong.

A servant entered the library and walked over to Caroline. "Mrs. Connor I have a message for you from Mr. Conner."

"Oh I forgot to tell you! How silly of me, you may call my husband Greg or Mr. Connor," she told Ginny before she addressed the servant. "What was it that Greg wanted to tell me?"

"Mr. Connor said that you and he were needed at headquarters."

"Ginny," Caroline said with a look of disappointment on her face, "this must be serious, I probably won't be home until tomorrow night. I'm so sorry, I really wanted to help you settle in!"

"Oh it's fine Caroline I'm sure I can manage on my own."

"Alright, just a few last minute things before I go. Here, take this," she handed Ginny a piece of paper that was folded in half, "this is a map of the house, it's so big that newcomers often get lost in it so to prevent that I had this made for you. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner are at the same times every day, Greg doesn't tolerate lateness I'm warning you, I always tell him not to be such a stickler but he always likes to have things orderly. Breakfast is at eight thirty every morning, if you sleep late you can grab a piece of toast or something in the kitchen. Lunch is at noon and dinner is at seven. You can help yourself to anything in your room, the bathroom, and the kitchen. As they say, 'my house is your house!'" she ended with feeling. "Well I must be off, I hope you have a good time together," she waved at Draco and Ginny and then apparated with a pop.

Ginny stared at the place where Caroline had just stood.

"Overwhelmed by all the wealth, Weasley?"

"Not at all, but" she turned to him with a smile plastered on her face, "I am curious about one thing."

"What's that?" he asked with a smirk.

"How did you turn out so hopelessly nasty with such a wonderful grandmother?" Before he could reply she swept out of the library and went into her new room.

She entered the library cautiously, planning to turn back to her room if Malfoy was in there. Luckily he wasn't there. She started perusing the books. They seemed to have all of their books organized just like a public library. A section for nonfiction books and a section for fiction books all in alphabetical order. She was wandering around the library when she noticed a door at the back of the room. She opened the door curiously. More books, a lot more books! She looked at the nearest shelf and let out a small gasp. These were muggle books! She looked at a few titles in the first bookcase, Jane Austen- Pride and Prejudice, Emily Bronte- Wuthering Heights, Charlotte Bronte – Jane Eyre, the list went on and on, she looked gleefully around. Hermione had let her borrow a few muggle books when Ginny had shown an interest in them. Pride and Prejudice was one of her favorite books and they had more by Jane Austen! Ginny was literally in heaven, but she did wonder once or twice what a pureblood family like the Conner's were doing with a huge room filled from top to bottom with Muggle books.

'Oh well,' she thought, 'it's not for me to judge, especially when I enjoy this enigma so much,'

She picked up several books that looked interesting and started to make her way back to her room. In the process of turning around her books slipped out of her hands. She bent down to pick them up, as she was going back up the back of her head hit something very hard. She yelped in pain and then looked to see what she had hit. It was Malfoy.

"What were you doing standing so close to me?" she asked angrily.

"This is my grandparent's house, I'm allowed to stand wherever I want," he sneered at her, "and you're just the hired help. Are you even allowed in here?"

"Caroline gave me permission to go anywhere I wanted. She even gave me a map."

"Are you even going to apologize for hitting me?" he asked smugly.

"Well you don't look hurt so I think that would be a no."

"But you ran into me!"

"Actually, I think it was your own fault for hovering over me. If you think about it you brought it upon  yourself."

"I did not!" he cried indignantly.

"Well, that's what you think, but I won't apologize," she said resolutely as she headed back to her room with her books.

Draco stared at the place were Ginny had been a moment ago

He heard a faint noise coming from Ginny's room and walked slowly towards it. He heard Ginny humming tunelessly, and watched her unpack from her door. It wasn't until he had been standing there for a few minutes that she noticed he was there. She flushed a deep shade of red. Not so much because of her humming but because he had walked in right when she was putting away her undergarments.

She quickly stuffed them in a drawer and said, "Haven't you ever heard of knocking?"

"No."

"Well that certainly clears a lot of things up."

"Good."

"What are you doing here?"

"I was coming to see what the distraction was that kept me from my studies."

"Distraction, from your studies? What studies?"

"I was completing a few of my summer assignments and that wretched noise that you call 'humming' kept distracting me."

"I was just with you a few minutes ago. There is no way that you could have been studying already."

"Are you calling me a liar?" He sneered at her and took a step closer.

"Yes," Ginny said as she took a step back.

"I am not a liar."

"If you say so." Ginny turned her back and started unpacking again. "Now if you have nothing else to add, I would suggest that you leave."

Without another word Draco turned around and left, closing the door behind him.

Ginny didn't want to go down to the dining room at noon, but at the thought of missing lunch her stomach gave a reproachful growl. "Oh alright, I'll go but I won't like it," she told herself bitterly.

When she arrived in the dining room Mafoy was already sitting at the table. Lunch consisted of ham sandwiches and fruit. 'Very much like the burrow,' Ginny thought with approval. Lunch was a silent affair. Neither of them said a word to one another. Ginny got up after eating her meal as fast as she could. She couldn't bare the awkward silence that this meal had produced.

"Geez, did you inhale your food Weasley?" Draco asked, finally making a comment when he saw that Ginny's plate was empty.

"I'm sorry, does that annoy you?" she asked sweetly. She paused for a moment and then added truthfully, "I hate awkward silences. They make me feel so, well… awkward!"

"Maybe that's why they call them 'awkward silences'" Draco replied acerbically.

"Why do you have to be like that? I was merely answering your question," exclaimed Ginny fervently.

"I didn't think you cared what I said," Draco said casually but Ginny thought she heard a hint of sorrow in his voice.

"Well if I'm going to be living with you for the summer then yes, I do care what you say."

Draco's head shot up at this last statement. She studied him carefully for a second. Does he want me to care about what he says? She thought to herself. Then Draco's face smoothed out, "It's not as if it matters if you care," he replied evenly.

She got up and left once he had said that.

Once Ginny had gotten back to her room she got out her quill once again. This time to write to Hermione.

Dear Hermione,

You will never believe this. I got to the house and Caroline greeted me very sweetly. Caroline Conner is her name, her husband's name is Greg and she is the sweetest lady I have ever met. Only one problem: Draco Malfoy is her grandson. Yes, you did read that last sentence right. Draco Malfoy is her grandson. Caroline was giving me a tour of the house, you would love it, it's all in a Victorian style and there is a gigantic library, the library even has a section for muggle books! It's great! Anyway, as she was showing me the library she mentioned her grandson who was staying with her, then I heard a rustle and I looked at the door and there was Malfoy looking like he owned the place. Right after that Caroline got called away so I was left with alone with him. I have to tell you about my room! It's gorgeous, it's all white and gold and it has two huge windows on either side of the bed. One window opens up to a balcony and the other one has a very comfortable window seat. Everything in this house is lovely. I think I might need to get away from Malfoy as much as possible. I haven't met Agatha yet (she's the girl I'll be taking care of) I meet her tomorrow. I'll send a letter as soon as possible once I've met her, I think this summer might be a little bit weird. Please write me back soon and tell me everything about your trip!

Love,

Ginny

P.S Give everyone my love!

She quickly tied the letter to her new owl, Tabatha's, leg. She had gotten Tabatha from her family because she had been left behind. She really hoped to get an answer soon. These letters looked to be the only thing that would keep her sane for the rest of the summer.

Ginny looked up from her reading as the clock struck seven. She might as well go down, she was extremely hungry.

"You're two minutes late," Draco said as she entered the dining room.

"Good evening to you to Malfoy."

They ate their meal in silence again, although this time Ginny wasn't rushing. Ginny was looking around the dining room as she took a drink. She suddenly noticed a book by Draco's hand. "What are you reading?"

"I wonder how many different ways I can say none of your business in."

"Fine, I was just trying to make conversation."

Draco rolled his eyes and said, "It's nothing important, just a book on Potions."

"I see."

"Why are you talking to me like I'm your friend?" Draco asked finally.

"Because there's no one else to talk to," she said simply. She paused for a moment and then began again. "So do you like it?"

"Yes, if you must know."

"Then I should read it once I'm finished with my book."

"I saw that you were reading Jane Austen." asked Draco suddenly.

"You know who Jane Austen is?" Ginny gasped.

"Why shouldn't I?"

"Hardly any wizards know who Jane Austen! I love her though."

"My mum used to read Pride and Prejudice to me as a bedtime story when I was younger," Draco replied thoughtfully, then he realized what he had said and a look of horror crossed his face.

"That's sweet," replied Ginny taken off guard. She hadn't known that the Malfoy family was capable of affection but Draco seemed to genuinely like his mother. "But I thought your dad hated muggle things."

"He does," Draco replied with contempt, "my mum would hide the book under my bed and then get it out at night, it was our secret." 'Why am I telling her all of this?' he thought to himself. 'I have to get out of here before I tell her anything else!'

Ginny was about to ask something else when Draco stated abruptly that he was done. He turned to leave and she was left alone in the immense dining room. 'That was the longest talk I have ever had with Malfoy,' Ginny thought with delight. 'Maybe through the course of the summer I can get him to act like a human being.' Then thinking back on the things he had done at Hogwarts she thought, 'but then again, maybe I can't, well, stranger things do happen,'

A/N: That's the end of the second chapter, hope it's long enough! Thanks so much for the reviews, I got home today from Drivers Ed (the most boring thing I have ever done!) and I looked at my emails and I had five reviews in the first day, This is my first story and therefore my first reviews and let me just tell you that I was ecstatic! I know it was only five reviews and all but something about people liking your work is very invigorating, so I just want to thank the reviewers and let you know that you really made my day!