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Disclaimer: All the Harry Potter characters belong to ever so talented JK Rowling. Nothing in this story is mine except the plot and the new characters. Also if you happen to identify something from movies, songs, books or whatever it also isn't mine. I find inspiration and helpful tips everywhere.

Note: This is a Draco/Ginny fic, just so you know beforehand. The story takes place during Ginny's 7th year.

MOGUELEN

Chapter 7

Party! Ven a la Fiesta!

The place was a huge building that resembled an abandoned ware house, Ginny was feeling a little self conscious looking at the club entrance; the place was dark and dirty full of old newspapers and tipped over trash cans on the floor, not really a place a nice young Gryffindor should be so late at night.

"Javi are you sure this is the right place?" Ginny whispered to Javiera.

"Yeah, of course it is. I've been here lots of times, best place ever" she answered with a smile.

"It doesn't look so great to me" Ginny said back, looking at the tall building with suspicious eyes.

"Never judge a book by its cover. Come on, lets go inside." Javi said taking Ginny's hand and dragging her to where the bouncer was checking everyone's ids.

"Are you sure they're gonna let us in?" Ginny asked for the fifth time that night.

"Yes I told you already. Why are you so nervous? You look great, there's a bunch of people that you know here and you're gonna get to see Andres" Javi said looking at Ginny in the eye.

"Or maybe that's why you're nervous" she said with a teasing grin. "Can't wait to see him huh? Don't worry you get to see him soon enough but come on, move your ass if you wanna get in." She said pulling her by the arm once again.

Ginny was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans and a black halter top

If she thought the place looked huge from the outside, it was nothing compared to how it was inside. There were three levels to the club; each playing a different type of music. There were people everywhere, witches and Wizards form 17 to 23 years old filled the place.

On the first level they played hip hop music, the room was pretty crowded but not that much, in the other end there was a bar with lots of people trying to get drinks. People were grinding and dancing and up on the stage there were some awesome break dancers.

The second level played only trance and electronic music, Sandstorm by Darude (A/N: Great song) was blasting the speakers, people with glow sticks and jelly shots were everywhere dancing. Up front there was the DJ up on a small stage mixing tracks and next to him was another huge bar.

The last level was the most crowded of the three, it played Latin music that Ginny had never hear before. For Ginny, Latin music was that muggle Enrique Iglesias (A/N: This is NOT Latin music, he can't even sing), boy was she wrong; people were dancing salsa like professionals and going with the rhythm perfectly with the music of a guy called Juan Luis Guerra. (A/N: Real Latin music, try downloading "A pedir su mano" by Juan Luis Guerra. I recommend it to anyone who wants a taste of Latin America)

After checking out the whole club, Ginny was certainly less intimidated by it but was still feeling a bit off with the dancing moves, she had never seen people dance like that except in muggle movies. So after a while they decided to stick to the trance level of the club.

All the nervousness that Ginny had vanished as soon as she stepped on to the dance floor, the music was intoxicating and the DJ was awesome playing Tiesto and Paul Okenfold. Both girls got so tiered after dancing for a while that they went to get something to drink at the bar. Javi had a weird drink called Piscola that consisted of a Chilean muggle alcohol called Pisco and coke, she told Ginny that was the most common drink in Chile but that it was better if she didn't drink it now since she wasn't used to it and could get drunk pretty fast. Considering this Ginny sticked to the water and after a few minutes was ready to hit the dance floor again but was stopped by a strong arm around her waist.

It turned out to be some unknown guy that apparently had had a little too much Piscola to drink.

"Hey buddy hands of the merchandise if you wanna live" said Ginny pushing the guy away but he wouldn't move.

"Ah what do we have here, a pretty little gringa (A/N: name given to almost any foreigner here, no offence to any Brits) huh? Don't you want a real welcome to Chile?" the guy said with a slur but he still managed to keep a firm grip on Ginny's waist.

"Get your fing hands off me you wanker" Ginny said struggling and getting more terrified by the second. She looked to find Javi, she had seen what was happening but the mass of people wouldn't let her move quickly enough. By now Ginny was more than scared and was about to get her wand and curse the asshole right away but suddenly the guy was hit back but a massive punch to the jaw.

It was Andres he had been looking for Ginny when he saw the guy manhandling her; a huge fight broke up but was stopped by the bouncers in a second. Andres was friends with them o they just kicked the drunken guy out of the club and banned him for good; apparently it wasn't the first time he had caused trouble there.

Ginny hated being the damsel in distress, she had had enough of it in the past with the Chamber but when you had a knight in shinning armour like Andres, you really couldn't complain now could you?

"Are you ok?" he asked in a concerned tone, looking at her in the eye see if she really was alright.

"Yeah I'm fine, thank you" Ginny said in a daze.

"No problem. Hey wanna go to the Latin level, I'm sick of this music" he said offering her hand.

Ginny hesitated for a bit but took his hand anyway. "OK, lets go."

They got to the Latin level and was still packed like at the beginning, they danced for a while and Andres showed Ginny how to dance Latin style, she wasn't much of a learner but he was patient and they had a blast talking and laughing. Javi had left them alone as soon as Andres showed up; they had lot of catching up to after all. They went to get drinks at the bar for the club was really hot and Ginny needed a breathe after all those dancing lessons.

"Do you want a Piscola" he said.

"Eh, I don't know, Javi said they were too strong for me" Ginny said.

"Ah don't let Javiera tell ya what to do, come on you're in Chile you have to drink Piscola" he said handing her a glass.

"Ok" Ginny said taking the glass but suddenly a guy was pushed and knocked her glass over before she could take a sip.

"Hey asshole, be more careful next time" Andres said to the guy pushing him away. "Wait I'll get you another one" and he left to get her a new drink.

Ginny waited for Andres a few minutes and he came back with another drink, she had a sip and found that it was way too strong for her liking but since he had gone through so much trouble to get her one she just left it on a random table and went back dancing with Andres.

They danced some more and were getting really close when Ginny noticed Andres ahem, wandering hands. Feeling not too comfortable she tried putting some space between them but he wouldn't let her go, just like the other guy did before. She noticed that he had a weird look in his eyes but didn't say anything. His wandering hands were getting way too out of line so she pushed him and told him off.

"Hey, stop that" she said angrily.

"Stop what" he said in an innocent voice.

"You know what" Ginny responded.

"Ok, ok just lets continue dancing"

"Fine" she said.

After a while his wandering hands started again and not only that he was trying to take her to the darker side of the club.

"I said cut it out" Ginny said.

"Hey I'm not doing anything ok" he said defensively.

"Like hell you're not" Ginny said back now really pissed off.

"Hey you are the bloody tease, you can't do that to a guy and them tell him no" he finally said.

"What, I didn't do shit" she said.

"Fine be that way, what a waste of time. Bitch" and he left.

Ginny couldn't believe what had just happened. Who the hell did he think he is? What an asshole. He was so perfect and charming at first, damn was he a good actor. Ginny was no longer having fun but she couldn't find Javi anywhere so she waited at the bar in the trance level. She was so pissed off that she decided to give Pisco a chance and drank a whole glass in one go, by the third one she was completely sloshed and talking to random people she had no idea who they were.

"Prince charming is a dick, bring on the frogs" she said to no one in particular. (A/N: Prize to the first who says which movie I took that line from)

"Ribbitt" answered a voice from behind her.

Change POV

'Why the hell did I come here? This place is a dump; this is no place for someone of my stature. Filthy common muggle-loving kids. I'm gonna kill Alex once I get my hands on him, where the hell did he go and what's worse leaving me here with this filth.'

Draco Armand Malfoy was not a happy man; he was not even remotely close to being that way. Living in a foreign country hiding was not how a Malfoy should live; he should be respected, looked up to not forced to associate with common low lives like the ones prancing around him at the moment.

He had matured in those months of absence, his hair was no longer gelled back, apparently that look was too out of date and a Malfoy always looked his best. He now used his hair shorter and styled in a messy but handsome look. His eyes were the same shade of light grey that resembled a rainy day. He had spent a lot of time playing Quidditch and running for he really had nothing more to do; life nowadays was very meaning less for him. He wore a pair of back faded jeans, white wife beater and a dark green shirt left open and to top it off, a small silver hoop on the top of his ear and a dragon charm tied with a leather strip on his neck. He hated muggle clothes but he had to admit he looked damn good in them, hell he looked good in anything for he was a Malfoy and Malfoys always look their best.

He was now walking aimlessly through the crowd of people dancing. 'I guess Alex is somewhere trying to get laid' he thought, Alex was his only friend and roommate; he was a pureblooded wizard from America and was staying for the whole year just like he was. They met when he arrived a month ago and formed a friendship right away. It was Alex's idea to come tonight, he really didn't wanted to come but after a huge discussion he said ok since he had nothing better to do, it was the last Saturday before they both had to start working.

Feeling completely bored he decided to get a drink, at first Pisco didn't agree with him well but by now he was used to it pretty much, at least most of the time.

He sat drinking for a while; before he noticed he had had 4 Piscolas already, he wasn't feeling any different but decided to give it rest for a while and just watched people dancing. A pretty red head was with some over grown jackass, where had he seen that girl before?

His mind was starting to get a little clouded. 'Do I know her? Naa, all the people I know are back in England, fucking wankers the lot of them. Wait she's coming over here. I know I've seen that hair before, think dammit think.' He tried making his brain work. 'Ah screw it.'

After a while of watching the mystery girl drink for what seemed like an eternity he came over and heard her rambling, he couldn't understand what she said for his mind wasn't running on an optimal level but he managed to catch the last sentence.

"Prince charming is a dick, bring on the frogs" she slurred.

This was just too tempting, "Ribbitt" he said leaning close to her ear.

Author's note: Yay all done. Finally a Draco moment. Will update soon. Please remember to R&R it makes me update sooner.

The title is taken from the song Fiesta by Mendez, great Chilean singer.