Disclaimer: The characters Ginny, Draco are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling the writer of the Harry Potter series.

Summary: Draco was given an assignment from his father. What exactly is this assignment? And what does it have to Ginny?

Chapter One

"Bloody Weasels and that know it all Granger. Oh and lets not forget the sickly heroic Potter." Draco Malfoy grumbled as he walked through the halls of Hogwarts. It was two days before the Christmas break.Draco walked to the Slytherin common room not caring who he bumped into. He kept playing the scene in the hall over and over again. That bloody Potter thought it would be funny to humiliate him by turning him into a ferret. Everybody laughed expect her. The Weasellette, the youngest Weasel. She didn't laugh she looked at him with sorrow and pity. She yelled at Potter and her brother saying it wasn't funny Draco smirked at the look on their faces when they heard her, the quiet little girl that no one paid attention to; stand up for him. Draco Malfoy.

Draco walked into his common room still thinking about the youngest and only girl Weasel. She wasn't a little girl anymore. She is a young lady now. With that horrid Weasley red hair, a nice body with the beautiful curves all in the right place, soft kissable lips, and those big pretty doe brown eyes that you could just get lost in.

"Ugh" Draco shook his head to clear his thoughts of the youngest Weasley. Draco fell asleep there on the couch dreaming of the little red haired vixen that came to his rescue.

The next day Draco woke up with a stiff neck from sleeping on the couch. He got up and took a shower hoping it would help relax his muscles. The shower helped a little bit but Draco was still in a foul mood. After Draco got dressed and was making his way to the Great Hall for breakfast, he couldn't help thinking 'Thinking couldn't be any worst.'

By the time double Potions were over things were worst. Draco had detention for a week. Today and four more times after the break. Draco was going to get Potter for this. "It was his fault"" Draco was said aloud to himself.

"It sure was his fault" A tiny voice said behind him. Draco turned around and was surprised to see the youngest Weasley standing there with her second hand robes that stuck to every curve on her body.

"What do you want Weasellette?"

"Don't call me that. My name is Ginny."

"Which is short for what Weasellette?" Draco drawled nonchalantly. He could see the red anger in her face.

"Ginevera. But everyone calls me Ginny."

"What do you want?"

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry for what Harry did yesterday."

Draco smirked and then sneered. "I don't need your sympathy." Draco turned o his heels and he defiantly didn't want to stand around listening to how sorry she felt for him.

As Draco walked to his room after detention he thought he heard someone behind him. He shrugged and continued walking. Then he heard it again. He turned around and bellowed down the dark corridor, "I am Head Boy and whoever is following me go away before I take points for being out passed curfew." When Draco didn't hear anything he sighed and turned on his heels and continued to the Dungeons.

As soon as Draco was about to say the password he heard footsteps approach. On reflex he spun around and pulled out his wand. He pointed directly at their face.

"Don't curse me." The voice whispered loudly. Recognizing the voice he whispered 'Little Weasel.' Draco sighed as he lowered his wand.

"Sorry" she said stepping back a little.

"Weasellette, why are you following me? You do know stalking is against the law right?" Draco noticed the Weasels face turn deep red. Draco recognized the coloring of the cheeks because her prate of a brother turns the same color when he's mad. "Must be a family trait' Draco mused to himself.

"I'm not stalking you." she said heatedly her anger rising. Draco just smirked. That made her even madder.

"I'm not" she nearly screamed

"Well, Weasellette if you keep this up Filch will be here then you can explain to him why you're out of bed."

"Don't call me that"

"Little Weasel your wasting my precious time."

"Sorry" she said sarcastically and rolled her eyes. Draco wanted so badly to knock her on her cute little arse, but restrained from doing so.

"I wanted to say that I don't feel sorry for you."

Draco looked at her surprised but quickly hid it.

"I think the way my brother and his friends treat you is unfair. I mean they judge you without even knowing you. I'm sick of it."

"So what does that have to do with you stalking me?"

"I'm not stalking you Draco. I just want to be friends."

"Friends?" Draco raised a perfectly arched eyebrow.

"Yeah, Friends you know two people can share a common interest. But maybe you don't"

"I know what a friend is Virginia." Draco sneered. Draco was livid and then she had enough nerve to smirk. A smirk that could rival his any day.

"So how about it?"

"Fine" Draco bit out whispering the password to his private rooms.

"Goodnight" She called before the portrait closed. Draco stormed into his bathroom. He looked into the mirror at himself. "Who does that Weasellette think she is talking to like that?" Draco shouted at his reflection.

"Apparently you." His reflection responded back.

"Who asked you ." Draco snapped before walking back into his room. After carefully throwing his clothes into a laundry pile Draco climbed into bed still thinking about the red-headed vixen as he dozed off to sleep.

Chapter 2

As Draco woke up the next morning he was thankful that it was Saturday and the start of Christmas break. After Draco showered and dressed in a gray turtleneck dress shirt and black slacks with his very expensive cloak with the silver-lining over his shoulders, he made his way to the Great Hall for breakfast.

Once he stepped into the Great Hall he noticed how empty it was. A lot of people were going home for the holiday. As Draco made his way to the Slytherin table he noticed the Trio laughing merrily at something. While he piled hi plate with food Draco didn't notice who just sat down next to him. Draco assumed it was just Pansy about to nag him to death about the break and why he wasn't going home. When he turned to tell Pansy don't bother him right now, he was surprised to see the Little Weasel sitting next to him.

"What do you want Weasel?"

"I thought we were going to be friends?"

"We are." Draco sighed. He really didn't want to talk to this girl no matter how cute I thought she was.

"What do you want… Ginevera." Ginny smiled at Draco. "I just wanted to ask if you're staying for the break."

"Yes, lucky me" Draco rolled his eyes unMalfoy like.

Ginny smiled at him. "How very un-Malfoy of you to roll your eyes." Draco didn't reply he just stared fixedly at her. "Anyway I was asking because I'm not going home either and I wanted to know if maybe you want do something."

Draco just stared at her for a moment before reply, "fine. I have nothing better to do."

Ginny smiled at him again and looked into his eyes. They froze just staring into his eyes before Ginny broke the staring contest neither realized they were having with each other. Ginny kissed Draco on the cheek before she exited the Great Hall.

After breakfast Draco took a walk around the lake to try and clear his mind of the silly Weasellette.

"Draco" someone shouted from behind him. Draco ignored them kneeing exactly who it was.

"Draco" they shouted again. Draco continued walking.

"Draco Lucius Marvolo Malfoy you stop and talk to me right now or I'll tell your father about Weasley."

Draco sighed audibly and stopped his walking so the person could catch up.

"Knew that would get your attention Drakkie."

"Pansy" Draco drawled out as if talking to a simple child." I told you zillions of times not to call me that. I know sometimes you have rocks for brains but please try to remember that." Pansy turned a flushed shade of red.

"Draco I always call you Drakkie."

"Yes, and I always ignore you. Do I have to break your arm again to refresh your memory?"

Pansy flinched and took a step back and Draco smirked.

"That's what I thought. What do you want?"

"Just wanted to ask why you're not coming home?"

"Because I'm not." Draco stared deeply at her.

"But you know how important it is. You know what's going on New Years Eve."

"I know" Draco didn't say anything else.

"So why?" Pansy asked desperately.

"If you want to know ask father." Draco snapped before he walked away.

By the time Draco returned to the main hallway there was no one there except those staying over the break which weren't many.

"Mr. Malfoy" someone drawled behind Draco as he was making his way back to his room. When he turned around Draco neither was nor surprised to find his Head of House. No one drawls quiet like Professor Severus Snape.

"Yes, Professor." Draco asked even though he didn't really want to talk at the moment.

"Your father has asked me to give this to you." The professor replied handing Draco a letter with the Malfoy crest on the front cover of the envelope. Draco took the letter and inspected it before looking at his favorite professor with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't know what it is but u can only guess it has to do with your 'assignment'. "Snape whispered the last part.

Draco just nodded his head in response and continued his walk to his room.

Once in his room Draco took off his cloak and draped it on his desk chair. Draco then took out the letter from his father and had a seat on his bed before he read the note.

Draco,

I gave this to Severus because I wanted to sure this reached you uninterrupted. I'll keep it brief as always. You're to bring your assignment and report at twelve o' clock New Years. After New Years we will discuss your wife.

Your father,

Lucius Malfoy

Draco smirked after reading the letter.

"Incendio" Draco said sitting the letter on fire with his wand. Draco decided to go to the library to be alone and do some work.