A/N: I have been REALLY busy with coursework, I mean REALLY busy! Lol! So I haven't had chance to write at all! But I have had time to plan it out! So they should be coming faster now!

Christmas time neared and everyone at Hogwarts was excited. They decided to do secret Santa so that it would be more of a surprise, and also because it would be cheaper. After supper one night they all sat around the fire in the Gryffindor tower deciding how they should pick.

"Well I think that we should write it all on little pieces of paper and pick them out of a hat, that's how muggles do it!" said Hermione, who had come up with the idea to start with. She, being from a muggle family, had lots of experience with muggle games and traditions, as she had lived as a muggle for 11 years.

"Yeah, I suppose, but what if someone found the piece of paper?" Lavender asked. Everyone gasped; someone had finally found a fault in one of Hermione's plans.

"Well they would be really tiny pieces of paper," said Hermione, getting annoyed.

"How tiny?" asked Lavender.

"Really, really, really tiny" said Hermione, who was determined to make her plan work.

"We could ask the teachers to decide for us and then charm us or something so that we don't tell anyone" Draco suggested trying to break up the argument. Ginny had been watching him and he had had the idea for quite a while. She could tell that he was trying to find the right moment to intercept. She also could tell that he seemed quite scared of Hermione, she could see why! Hermione was a very scary person! But still, this was Malfoy!

"That's a good idea" started Ron, who seemed amazed, along with everyone else that he was agreeing with Malfoy his sworn enemy for so many years. "But I don't think that we should be charmed, I hate the idea of Snape charming me! He'd probably curse me or turn me into something!" Ron broke off and shuddered before starting again "I still can't believe he wasn't taken away for being a deatheater"

There were murmurs of agreement from several people. Draco watched on in amazement. They all knew that he was a spy for Dumbledore and that he was on our side, just like he was, so why were they all so biased against him still? He could see why when they were younger and had no knowledge of his work for the golden side, but now? Why were they still so prejudiced even now?

He decided to voice his opinion at last after a few minutes of thinking. "Snape's not really that bad you know, it's just his personality that's off putting but once you get to know him he's actually a decent guy"

"Of course you would say that!" Ron said "you were his favourite pupil, he loved you!"

"I was only his favourite pupil because I was the only one that stopped to get to know him!" Draco snapped at him.

"Ron! You shouldn't judge a book by it's cover!" Ginny shouted at her brother.

"Yeah, and you should know that better than all of us!" Ron screamed back.

An uneasy silence filled the room. Everyone knew that Ginny didn't like talking or even mentioning the incident in her first year. They all knew that she wasn't really to blame, the book lured her in and used her innocent body to do it's murder and chores. Ginny looked at her brother with hurt in her eyes and got up and left.

"Nice one weasel king" said Draco sarcastically as he got up to follow her. Ron was about to object to his worst enemy following his sister but Hermione stopped him by asking about quidditch, which all the boys started talking about excitedly. All girls know that once you start a guy off talking about quidditch you can't stop them, so they all decided to go to bed.

Ginny left the room and headed towards her tower. Technically it wasn't her tower but since no one ever went up there and she doubted anyone knew about it she called it her tower. It was situated to the south of the astronomy tower and was hidden by a massive Christmas rose bush. From the outside it just looked like an over grown plant but she knew the secret within.

She floated up there and looked out of the window. She wished she could still distinguish smell as she used to love the smell of the Christmas roses underneath the window. But she couldn't and that was that. Ginny knew though that there was still one way of smelling the flowers again, and that was to save Draco from whatever or whoever was going to try and kill him.

Draco at that very moment had just seen Ginny vanish into the tower and followed her. He didn't know that such a place existed. He quietly ran up the stone, spiral staircase and stopped when he reached the door at the top, which was open.

He stood and watched her look out of the window. He saw her hair, which was a pearly white, float out behind her. He remembered the time when it was red and he used to make fun of it but he didn't realise until now how much it suited her. It suited her personality, her face, her freckles and Ginny herself. He sighed.

Ginny heard it and turned around. She hadn't known that he was there, she had had an inkling but didn't act upon it.

"Are you alright?" he asked her, his blond hair reflecting the moonlight.

"Yes, I'll survive. It's just I don't like remembering it as it brings back terrible memories. It was awful it made me realise how easily it would be to control me. I'm too gullible, I'm such a fool" she said, silvery teardrops rolling down her cheeks and splashing onto the floor which fizzled into nothing.

"You're not a fool" Draco said, astonished that anyone could be so stupid.

"I am Draco, I am." She said. "But enough of this, we should probably be getting back to the Gryffindor tower now, it's getting late." She motioned for Draco to leave and he did and she followed him.

The next day they decided to ask the teachers to pick their secret Santa's for them. They went to Hagrid to get him to decide who should get whom. He used the tiny pieces of paper method but burned them straight away afterwards.

Ginny thought that she shouldn't be included in the secret Santa and after much disagreement the others agreed to. There wasn't much you could get her anyway.

Draco went into Hagrid's hut to see whom he would get and to his luck he got weasel king. He moaned to himself for ages. He could have got a present for anyone! Even the mudblood! But not weasel king! He decided to ask Ginny for help.

Even though Ginny didn't want any presents he was still going to get her something and he had the perfect present all picked out.

A/N: again, I'm really really sorry for not updating!