Draco had been waiting all morning for Ginny to enter the Great Hall, but by the end of breakfast there was no sign of her. He was getting more and more worried by the second. He had noticed that even her friends seemed worried. He wanted to go over and ask them if they knew where she was, but even though Ginny said her friends liked him, he wasn't too sure. He noticed the trio of doom was talking vividly.

Granger seemed to be relating some sort of story to Potter and the Weasel, and all three of them seemed to be looking over at the Great hall doors just as much as he was. This didn't help his nerves either. When it was announced that breakfast was over he jumped out of his chair and left his empty plate and 'friends' behind.

He was the first one out of the hall and was on his was to the Headmaster's office when he ran into Parkinson. More correctly, she ran into him. Her hands grabbed at his chest.

"Oh Drackie, where are you running off to? I hope you're not going to meet up with that Weasely girl."

He glared down at her as he ripped her nasty little claws off his robes. "What I do is my own business, and you will do well to remember that Parkinson!" his fear was instantly turned into rage at the very sight of her, and the fact that she was touching him definitely didn't help. "And might I add that if you touch me again, you will NEVER touch anything else!!!"

The ugly pest's face looked hurt which brought pleasure to him, making him smirk. She put her hands protectively behind her back. "I'm just worried about you Drackie. You've been spending so much time with her, and I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into." Her voice was whiny and penetrated Draco's skull like a jackhammer.

"You will call me Malfoy and I do what I want, now leave me or you will get hurt!" They were drawing a crowd of students who were supposed to be heading to class. Draco turned and looked around him at all the enrapt faces. "What are you staring at?"

"Don't you see what she's doing to you? She's making you crazy!" Pansy was now flanked by Balustrade's fat as.

Draco drew his wand and pointed it at her. "No, I believe that job is already taken by you and your pug friend!!"

The crowd started murmuring giggles were heard around him. No doubt they were trying to figure out what the hell was going on. As Pansy was about to open her mouth his curse hit her. Hr eyes filled with fear as she found her lips fused together.

"I told you to shut the hell up!! You need to learn to listen you ugly little slut!!!!" His voice was booming through the hall drawling out the gasps and shrieks.

Suddenly there was laughter and applause all around him. No one like Pansy, even her pug friend was giggling which drew nasty glares from Pansy.

"Mr. Malfoy!" 'Shit' Draco thought as the old crow's voice screeched above the crowed. McGonagall strikes again. "Mr. Malfoy, that is quiet enough!!" She seemed extremely angry. She looked over at Pansy and shook her head. "You are not getting out of this one Mr. Malfoy. Potter?"

Draco turned and saw the terrible trio up front and center in the crowd; they seemed to be enjoying the show as well. As his name was called Potter stepped forward.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Take Mr. Malfoy here to Professor Dumbledore and make sure he goes."

"Yes Ma'am."

"I was going there anyways, I don't need a supervisor."

McGonagall looked skeptically at him, "Still I feel better sending someone with you to make sure you do, indeed go where you're told."

"Fine." Draco spit out angrily, and he turned away. "Try to keep up Potter!"

Behind him he heard McGonagall trying to calm Pansy down. "It's ok Miss Parkinson, come with me to the infirmary. The rest of you, get to class!"

Draco smirked at the thought of his curse. Why would anyone want to reverse it? To most it would be a welcomed change. They had walked in silence until they were just in front of the Gargoyle. Suddenly Potter grabbed Draco and through him against the wall.

Draco had to fight to keep his surprise from showing. "Get your hands off of me Potter." He spit the name out causing mucus to fly over Potter's face. He didn't even flinch. Draco looked into his eyes and was even more surprised at what he saw. They reminded him of his father's.

"Stay away from her!"

"What are you talking about? Have you totally lost it? I always knew it would happen one day." He cringed as Potter pressed him harder against the wall. 'Was he always this strong?'

"Stay away from her, or die!"

Draco's eyes widened. He couldn't help it, but he did manage to let out a laugh. "Are you going to murder me Potter? I knew you off your rocker, but isn't this just a bit much?"

He let out a cough as he felt Potter's hand around his throat tighten. "I will kill you and don't you forget it!"

With that Potter dropped him and he crumpled on the floor. Draco watched Potter walk away and turn the corner. 'What the fuck was that?' Draco asked himself. 'Gods, Potter must have it bad for Ginny.'