Disclaimer: I own nothing, absolutely nothing, pertaining to Harry Potter. I also don't own the song La Vie En Rosa. Are you happy now?

A/N: I was so caught up in this story that I had to start righting this right after I finished chapter six. Enjoy! Just so you know La Vie En Rose is a real song, I know it from the movie Sabrina with Audrey Hepburn, Humphrey Bogart, and William Holden. I've never even heard of Cowboy Bebop what's it about? But anyway Audrey Hepburn is my favorite actress so there you go.

"Wake up Ginny, its Christmas! Its Christmas!" Ginny's joyful roommate woke her up out of a wonderful dream. She had been kissing Draco all over again. It was wonderful. She rolled over with a groan and looked at her alarm clock. Seven thirty is an ungodly hour to be awake.

"Come on! Get up! Open your presents! It's Christmas!" Meg, one of Ginny's roommates shouted to everyone as she ripped the curtains open so that the light from the window came streaming in. It was a perfect Christmas morning. It was lightly snowing but the sun was still shining down on the white field before them. 

Ginny smiled as she saw the pile of presents at her feet. She sat up and started ripping open the presents.

Hermione came in after Ginny had been opening presents for a few minutes. Hermione sat at the edge of her bed and said, "What'd you get so far Gin?"

Ginny quickly swallowed the candy she had in her mouth. "I got a sweater, some homemade treats and a new robe since one of mine got torn, those are from mum of course. Harry got me a lotion and perfume set that I'm guessing you helped him pick out," Hermione grinned and nodded her head. "Ron got me a Claude Monet canvas that changes into a different painting every week. Christine got me a beautiful vanilla candle that is charmed to never waste away, and finally, you got me a very interesting looking book which I am going to read as soon as possible. I've always been interested in the goblin wars so A Detailed Look at the Goblin Wars sounds perfect. Thank you Hermione."

"I'm glad you like it. Thank you for remembering that I wanted that book we saw about Renaissance Art, it's beautiful."

"No problem," Ginny said as she gave Hermione a big hug.

"Come on you guys we're going to go have a snowball fight!' Ron called from down the stairs, not going to make the same mistake he did last year by trying to go up to the girls dormitory.

"Do you want us to wait while you get dressed?" Hermione asked Ginny.

"No, I'll meet you down later, you guys go ahead."

"Are you sure?"

"Go on Hermione, do I need to tell you twice?" Ginny asked as she scooted Hermione out the door.

Everyone was gone from the dormitory. She was glad that she could get dressed in peace. She was about to put on her new sweater when something glinted out of the corner of her eye.

"I must have missed this one," Ginny said to herself as she picked up a small package. She looked all around the box but nowhere in sight was there a tag or any kind of insight as to who had given it to her. She opened it carefully; this one was too beautiful to rip open like the other packages.

She opened the box and had a sharp intake of breath as she beheld this gorgeous emerald necklace.

"Who could have-who would-who…" she stammered as she slowly turned the silver chain and the emeralds and diamonds over and over in her hands. She realized that there was an engraving on the back, where the stones were and she held it up to the light to read what it said.

"Merry Christmas,

Love,

Draco,"

She gasped as she read it out loud. Draco had gotten her a present. It appeared that they both liked emeralds. Although it was clear that this was not as cheap as her present had come. She thought about giving it back and saying that it was too much and that she couldn't accept it and all that blather but she knew that what this had cost him was basically pocket change for him. But it wasn't about the money and she knew that this was from the heart. She didn't know how she could tell but she just could. She loved it. It was absolutely beautiful.

She had to find Draco. 'This is ridiculous, I don't even know where to look!' she thought to herself. But she knew. She knew that he was in the room of requirement.

Ginny put on her sweater and jeans, grabbed the pocket watch, and made her way down to the room.

She carefully opened the door hoping against hope that he was in there like she thought he was.

And there he was. Peacefully looking out the window at the snow, not aware that Ginny was in the room. She quietly shut the door and he quickly turned his head at the sound of the click of the door.

"Oh, it's you. I wasn't expecting to see you for a few days yet," Draco said, nervous about what she would say about his gift, or even if she realized it was from him.

She walked over to him, over by the window. She put her hand on his arm and said, "Thank you, it's beautiful."

Draco looked down at her and smiled. He could tell that she loved it.

He touched her neck. "Why aren't you wearing it?"

"I didn't really think about putting it on. I wanted to find you first."

He took the necklace that she was clutching in her hand. "Turn around," he breathed in her ear. He wrapped the necklace around her neck and moved her flowing red hair to one side.

She shivered as she felt his breath on her neck. She longed to feel his lips once again.

Draco clasped the necklace together and Ginny gingerly felt the emeralds with her fingertips, feeling their coldness slowly warm against her touch.

She turned towards Draco and said, "This is the most lovely thing anyone has ever given to me in my entire life," in the spur of the moment she kissed him on the cheek, overcome with happiness. She slowly backed away but Draco held her to him and kissed her lips.

Ginny couldn't think clearly when they parted. All she could feel was how cold her lips were now that Draco was not there to keep them warm.

All Ginny and Draco could do for several seconds was stare at one another. Each of them had promised themselves that they just wouldn't mention the kiss. And now here they were, kissing once again. Neither of them could decide whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Ginny gave Draco a grin and said, "I hope you didn't think that I had forgotten you! I have your present, but it's not finished quite yet. Let me step outside for just a moment and then when I come back in you will have your present." She said decisively.

"Alright, now you've made me alive with curiosity. You must be sure to hurry."

"I will," She promised him.

She knew that she had to do it. She had to put the lines of the song on it; it was the only thing that felt right. She said the words and tapped the watch with her wand. She then entered the room once again.

"I never got a chance to wrap it but I hope you like it." She handed him the watch and he took it gently from her cupped hands.

He took in the dragons and the emeralds. It was beautiful. Somehow it felt like part of his soul was captured in this little watch.

"Do you like it?" Ginny asked nervously since Draco had been staring at it for about two minutes not saying anything.

"No," he said and Ginny's heart sunk. "I love it," he said and saw Ginny's eyes light up from the success of her gift.

Ginny suddenly realized that she had told Hermione that she was going to be right down, 'they're probably worried!' she thought to herself.

"Draco, I have to go," she said regretfully.

"Oh, right, your friends are probably waiting." He said, feeling sorry that she had to go. Ginny opened the door, turned around and said, "Merry Christmas Draco," and walked out the door.

Draco sat down on the couch after Ginny had left. It was obvious that he felt something for this girl but he didn't know exactly what. Was it just a crush? No it was something more. He was beginning to think that he fancied her.

Draco put his head in his hands and said out loud, "How is this possible? I've hated her for five years, I can't just start liking her now!"

He sat pondering his predicament and trying to sort out his feelings for several minutes. He stood up and looked out the window. From here he could see Ginny playing with her friends. She was having a wonderful time, he could tell. She had tucked the necklace into her sweater. "Probably so no one would get suspicious," Draco mumbled to himself, indignant that they would both probably have to hide their gifts from everyone. He could still see the glint of the silver chain so he knew that she was still wearing it at least.

He sat back down on the couch and picked up the pocket watch from the table where he had laid it. He could still smell Ginny in the room. He breathed deeply, not wanting the scent to disappear quite yet.

**

"That was so much fun!" Ginny cried out of breath as she was heading back to the dormitory with Hermione to freshen up before lunch.

"What is it? What's wrong?" Ginny asked Hermione. She was looking at her in a very odd way.

"What is this?" Hermione asked as she lightly touched the necklace.

"Oh…" Ginny didn't know what to say.

Hermione turned the necklace over and squinted at the engraving. Reading it before Ginny could stop her.

"It's from Malfoy! How could you accept that?"

"Why wouldn't I accept it? He's my friend, same as Harry or you!"

"It seems to me that he means more to you than Harry or me, you spend more time with him then you spend with any one else anymore. And I know when you're thinking about him, you get this glassy look in your eye! It seems very clear to me that this is much more than a friendship."

"That is ridiculous Hermione, I do not get a 'glassy look in my eye' and I don't spend that much time with him. Is it my fault if he pays more attention to me than any of you do?"

"Is this what it's about, you're hanging out with him to get our attention?"

"Hermione, don't flatter yourself! Not everything is about you and Harry and Ron! I can't even believe you would say such a thing, this is definitely not about you guys."

"Well then what is it about Ginny? I really have no idea what is going on with you anymore."

"It's about me and him! It's about how he really is a good person if you just get to know him; he has a lot to offer if you just get past the façade that he puts up! It's about how I enjoy his company and I think he enjoys mine. That is what it's all about Hermione."

"I still say there's something more. You don't get someone an emerald necklace who is just a friend."

"Maybe he does but you wouldn't know that because you won't even give him a chance!"

Hermione sat down on Ginny's bed and sighed, "You're right Gin, I don't know him. Maybe you're right. But please, just be careful."

"Fine, Hermione, let's just go get something to eat." She surreptitiously slipped the necklace back into her sweater to make sure no one else gave her the third degree about it.

**

Draco,

I know how you were always saying you wanted to go to Durmstrang. Well now is your chance. I don't know if still want to go or not but I am giving you my permission. I will need your decision by January second. That is all.

Sincerely,

Your Mum

Draco read the note and smiled grimly. It was just like his mother to write something like this. Terse and to the point, no feeling in it whatsoever. He sat down on his bed. Last year he would have killed for this opportunity. But now when he thought about leaving all he could see was Ginny's face. He couldn't leave, he just couldn't. Not anymore. But maybe he should leave. He realized now that he fancied her. But he also knew that there was no chance in hell that anything would happen between them. She was a Weasley after all. And plus she probably didn't feel that way about him. This decision needed some major thought.

Draco decided to go for a walk. A walk would definitely clear his head.

**

"What! You've been spying on me! How could you do this?"

"It was for your own protection!" Ron exclaimed. Ginny was more mad than she had ever been. Harry had accidentally let is slip that Ron and him had been spying on her and Draco in the Room of Requirement.

"What is all this about?" Mr. Weasley asked as he came upon the scene. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had arrived at Hogwarts a few hours ago. Their business with Dumbledore had been cleared up fairly quickly so they had some extra time to spend with their family.

"Ginny has been seeing Draco Malfoy," Ron said to his father.

"Ron!" Ginny exclaimed, horrified that he just told their dad.

"What!" Mr. Weasley said, almost hyperventilating.

"Ginny, what is Ron talking about?"

"Well," Ginny blushed, "I have been helping Draco with History of Magic, and in turn he helped me with Potions."

"Has he done anything to you?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"What are you talking about dad? You don't even know him, you can't judge him!"

"Oh yes I can! He is a horrible boy with a horrible family. He has obviously put you under some kind of spell."

"No he hasn't! I can't believe you would say that! Draco wouldn't ever harm me! He's actually quite nice," she finished the sentence rather softly.

"Nice? You're not harboring any kind of…romantic feelings towards him are you?" Her dad looked at her as if she were crazy. When Ginny didn't answer her father looked horrified. "You didn't let a Malfoy, kiss you, did you?" There was now a great sense of urgency in his voice.

Ginny still didn't answer and now Ron blew up. "You kissed him! Ginny what were you thinking! What's the matter with you?"

"He touched my daughter! The little scoundrel is going to pay!"

"No!" Ginny yelled, "You cannot do anything to him!"

"Oh yes we can!"

"No you can't!" She screamed. "What are you going to do, kill him?"

"No, but we can get him sent somewhere far away."

"Oh and how's that?" Ginny asked indignantly.

"Tell Dumbledore that he put a spell on my daughter. Dumbledore would send him away on the first train out of here!"

"You can't do that!" Ginny screamed again.

"Fine," Her father said, seeming to come up with some sort of plan. "If you never, and I mean never, see that boy again, then we won't do anything to him. But that's only if you never talk to him, ever again."

Ginny hung her head trying to hide the tears that were starting to form. "Fine," she said as a tear slowly made its course from her eye down to he cheek. She didn't want Draco to have to pay for what Ron had told her parents, it really wasn't his fault after all. She didn't know what else she could do. Her dad made a motion as if to hug her. She violently turned towards him and said, "Don't you ever touch me again!" and started briskly walking to her room, refusing to let them see her wipe the tears from her face like a child.

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. I've been incredibly busy! I hope you enjoyed it! And don't worry, things will work out for the best. There will definitely be more to come soon but it probably won't be for about a month or so because I'm going to Europe for two weeks! Yep that is right, I'm going to Europe, I am so excited! I've never been outside the states! The farthest away from California I've ever been is Washington D.C. So I have my own passport now and everything. First we're going to Rome, then to Paris, and finally to London. Maybe it will help me make these stories seem more British once I've actually been to England. Well wish me luck and pray for my safe trip! But most of all enjoy and review my story!

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