There eyes met for a brief second before Ginny brushed straight past him never turning back to look at him. She left behind a very puzzled but fascinated boy.
Ginny awoke days later to the festivities of the upcoming ball, it was for the Halloween ball and Ginny peeked around the corner (although they were not allowed to see yet) to find the Great Hall being plastered in all different sorts of decorations. Narrowing her eyes she saw the floor didn't even seem to be there...what on earth were they doing with the ground? Ginny's stomach rumbled, where would she go for breakfast anyway? If there was no great hall to eat in, there was no food, and if there were no food, many Gryffindors would become very cranky. She saw somebody in the hall, they would probably know where breakfast was being served, and so pushing the door a little wider Ginny stepped into the room only to be thrown 5 feet backwards. She blinked a few times to try and regain her vision when she heard somebody's footsteps approaching her, then they stopped. The one person Ginny didn't want to see when she was lying on the ground, her hair in a mess and when she hadn't showered in the past day.
"What on earth are you doing on the ground Weasley?" an amused voice drawled from above her.
Ginny glared up at Draco Malfoy, flinched because she got a piece of hair in her eyes, they swiped it out of the way and continued glaring.
"It's none of your business is it Malfoy!" Ginny spat back. Ginny thought, for a second, she saw a flicker of something pass his face, but before she got the chance to look again that façade was back. Protesting wildly when Draco grabbed her hand and yanked her off the ground, Ginny angrily brushed off the dust then quickly stepped away from him. She might later regret what she was about to say, but what good was it to dwell on the past?
"DO NOT TOUCH ME MALFOY" Ginny hissed at him. Draco's shoulders tightened, "I didn't see you complaining the other night!" He retaliated. Ginny frowned. "It was all a mistake, you knew it was a mistake...YOU ran, I should've known better and done the same thing!" Ginny spat back trying to brush past him.
When Draco was left all in the corridor by himself, Luna came out of the shadows, her brow creased in worry, she walked over to him and patted his arm lightly, "Don't worry Draco, she doesn't mean it" Luna comforted him, only to earn a glare in return.
"And why would I care what a Weasley thinks?" Draco drawled back, but with a tiny waver in his voice.
Luna sighed, "Draco, it's the ball tonight, I KNOW you want to go with Ginny, and she wants to go with you, but you bloody well both are too obstinate to admit it!"
Draco cast a wild eye at Luna, "What in the world makes you think Weasley wants me?"
Luna chuckled, "I'm her best friend you idiot...so you DO want to go with her eh?" Luna changed the subject.
Draco stamped his foot impatiently on the ground and murmured beneath his breath, "it's not like it matters..."
"FUCKEN STUPID HAIR WHY WON'T YOU JUST DO WHAT I TELL YOU TO DO" Ginny screamed at her hairbrush, frustrated beyond belief and the ball was in an hour.
She heard a light knock at the door, striding over Ginny flung it open and see Hermione standing there.
"Um...I heard you yells from downstairs...are you ok Ginny?" Hermione asked her.
Ginny was about to reply when she remembered something, she had no idea whether Hermione was going with Harry, Ron or nobody. Ginny edged out of the doorway so Hermione could enter the room, Hermione walked in and sat down on her bed.
"Do you need a hand?" Hermione asked, eyeing Ginny's wild hair, and the fact that she wasn't even dressed yet. Ginny blushed mildly, "yeah probably...stupid hair won't do what it's meant to, and...oh...Hermione, um...who are you going to the ball with?" Ginny tilted her head not wanting to make Hermione angry.
Hermione's eyes temporarily filled with tears, she sniffed then answered, "Ron of course, why wouldn't I be?" Ginny raised an eyebrow at her, "Oh...no reason"
Hermione stood up suddenly and clapped her hands together, "Now, lets see what we can do about you!"
30 Minutes later Ginny couldn't believe how brilliant Hermione was. Ginny had squeezed into the tight forest green dress she'd bought earlier that year marvelling at the way it spun and caressed her legs softly.
"It really is a gorgeous dress Ginny" Hermione said admiring it.
"You've done a brilliant job with my hair though Hermione!" Ginny replied, fingering her hair, which was pulled up onto her head, and with some tendrils hanging down around her face. With the ruby necklace, and a touch of make – up Ginny was nervously ready to go down to the ball.
Hermione paused by the door, "Whom are you going with anyway? Malfoy?" Hermione asked, causing Ginny to halt.
"Why on earth would I go with a Malfoy?" Ginny lied.
Hermione smirked at her, "Ginny...I've seen the way you are around him, and him you..."
Ginny turned away, pulling her shoes on, "There is NOTHING between us!" she replied sternly.
The ball had been going half an hour, and despite Ginny's annoyance at doing so, she had spotted Draco yet, she just couldn't help looking for him, that kiss still lingered on her mind. She roughly picked up her butter beer and walked out onto the soft grass dance floor glaring at all the couples around her. People began to eye her strangely, for she wasn't dancing, just drinking in the middle of a dance floor when couples around her had to avoid her. Ginny snarled back at them but before something could come of it, somebody had grabbed her arm and pulled her back to the table.
Ginny looked at Harry surprised, questioning why he did that. "I had to get you before you made a scene!" Harry said, watching the couples finally rest back against each other. Ginny nodded, thanking Harry. "Are you ok?" she asked him concerned, watching him watch Hermione and Ron together.
Harry faced her, "No..." he replied simply and stood up, walking over to them in the middle of the dance floor. Ginny couldn't help swearing silently to herself, she had no idea what Harry was about to do, and she didn't want to think about it either, she just had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that something would happen tonight and it might not be pretty. Ginny ran her fingernails across the table, and then noticed somebody would through the doors, it was Draco. He looked good as always, he was wearing dark green robes, with silver lining, so typical of a Slytherin, but it suited him never the lees. She caught his eye, and much to her excitement...and dismay he headed over to her.
Neither said anything for a moment before Draco asked her, his normal deep voice gone, and a softer one in place, "Care to dance?"
She couldn't help shaking against his body, he was so alluring, his scent, his chest...and it wasn't just that, it was knowing half the damn school was watching AND the fact only earlier that day they had a spat at each other.
"It's a bit strange isn't it?" he whispered in her ear, she shivered as his breath tickled her.
"Mmm..." she mumbled back hiding behind him when she saw Ron glaring at them.
Ginny pulled back from Draco's chest quickly, reluctantly but she definitely didn't want to be involved in the crossfire.
Ron pushed her roughly out of the way, the dance floors splitting so there was room for them. IN the distance Ginny could see Professors pushing their way through the crowd but if Ron was going to do something, she doubted they would make it in time to stop him.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING WITH MY SISTER!" Ron screamed at Malfoy pushing his roughly in the chest.
Malfoy glared at Ron, brushing himself of showingly, "None of your business Weasley!" Malfoy sneered back.
Ron's face turned a curious shade of purple before he continued, "YOU STAY AWAY FROM HER!" Ron continued screaming.
Malfoy's eyes quickly flickered to Ginny's before he continued, "I will do no such thing"
Ron's veins were popping, the Professors were getting closer.
Ron took a threatening step towards Malfoy, Ginny knew better than to intervene, even if Ron was to punch Malfoy, she doubted Draco would want her to try and stop him...probably think it un manly to be saved by a woman. They eyed each other off, and quickly, nobody even seeing it coming, Ron brought his arm back and smacked Malfoy in the mouth.
Ginny surveyed the scene, Malfoy on the floor bawling because his jaw was seemingly broken, Ron, being held back by a crowd of students and a few Professors, and slowly as if everybody had just noticed she was there, they turned and faced her. Having no other plan, Ginny chose, once again, the easy way out...she ran.
A/N – Mmm...yeah this sucks.