My Loyal Readers: I'm a bitch. I'm so sorry it's taken so long to update this story but I promise it's number one on my priorities list right now!

So I'm not going to delay or procrastinate any further. Here comes chapter 3 . . .hope you enjoy!

Ps: There'll be at least 10 chapters! Promise! Possibly 15 or 20 if I get enough response and can be bothered :p

Ginny, Meet Draco

Chapter 3 – Snape, old faithful

Ginny lowered her glasses to survey the 12 or so girls (and boy) inside the audition room. Although her glasses were gorgeous – glittery red to match her fiery red hair, she decided she would look a lot sexier with them off. She also shook her hair out of its current position-a loose ponytail around her shoulder, and applied a dab of lip-gloss.

Ginny Weasley looked fabulous. Her skirt cleverly hid her slightly turned-out knees and her undeniably pasty legs. Upon entrance to the room Draco gave glimpsed her . . .

 . . .Then did a double take.

'Well Weasley,' he said in that oh-so-subtly-seductive voice, 'we have done ourselves up.'

Ginny flashed her cream-white teeth and span around. Draco couldn't help but notice her shape was enticing. The youngest Weasley had certainly filled out. She was tall and slim, almost too slim, however had nice curves in proportion to the rest of her body . . .basically she had a nice arse and a good rack. (A/N: trying to get into the boy state of mind here . . .how'm I doing?)

Ginny saw that Each girl in the line-up was quite pretty (with the exception of Seamus who wasn't pretty, nor a girl. . .or IS he?) Ginny couldn't help but notice that Margie Phillips and Dela Delaney, the blonde twins,  were quite suited to Draco's looks – and everybody knew that Dely and Margie were part Veela. They loved to flaunt it. No doubt Draco would looove to show up at the dance with two part vela sluts clinging to his arm from each side.

'God Ginny,' the redhead thought to herself, 'listen to yourself! You've never said that word before!' (Referring to 'sluts.)

'Number 4 if you'd please pay attention!'

Ginny snapped back to attention and saw that Snape had been evidently calling her name for atleast a minute.

'Sorry.' She said slowly, blushing baby pink.

'What have you got prepared for us?' Said Draco.

Ginny swallowed.

'Prepared?! What's prepared?!

'I'm sorry I think I just hallucinated, what did you say?' Said Ginny frantically.

Draco muttered something as he wrote that sounded remotely like 'short attention span…tick'

'Okay, let's make this easy, Weasley,' Draco spat, 'DO . . .YOU . . .HAVE . . .AN . . .ITEM . . .PREPARED?'

Ginny hated being talked to like a moron.

'Well I didn't realise that we needed an item and I'm really sorry and . . .' Ginny stopped mid-sentence as she realised that no one was listening to her. Draco was tapping his quill on the desk and staring mindlessly at the vela-twins, Crabbe & Goyle were playing thumb wars and Snape was glaring evilly at Hermione.

So, being slightly desperate, Ginny performed her emergency attention grabber . . .she started to sing.

'Love me love me, say that you love me,' she sang.

'Fool me fool me, go on and fool me . . .

Love me love me, pretend that you love me . . .

Need me need me, say that you need me, I can't care 'bout anything . . .

But you.' Upon finishing, Ginny reached her arm out to Draco, half smiling, and winked.

Draco was dazed at the sight of her sexy finish.

Snape was now glaring at not Hermione but Ginny disapprovingly and Crabbe and Goyle were . . .well Crabbe & Goyle were still playing thumb wars but I bet inside their heads they were thinking 'wow she's good!'

Ginny had one talent in life that she relied on for tricky situations – she had the voice of an angel . . .a naughty angel. Ginny's voice was like Chrsitina Aguilera's (A/N:although they don't know who she is I'm sure you do…if you don't, go ask your friend) – strong but not too strong, loud and melodic but still soft and sweet.

'Well Ginny,' Said Draco as Ginny blinked at hearing him say her first name for the debut time, 'why didn't you say you had a talent?'

Ginny blushed, but Draco continued.

'I thought your only talent was playing a deaf-mute.'

The table of judges roared with laughter but Ginny stayed silent and still.

Run away…you shouldn't be here. Run…they'll never notice you're gone.

However Ginny did not run away.

No! I refuse to let go like this.

Ginny stared the silver-blonde in the eyes.

The only person who dared to break the silence was Gregory Goyle, who screamed 'I WON!' profusely into Crabbe's ears. (He then poroceeded to do a victory dance on the table but hey, that's another story.)

'Alright Draco, I did my talent.' Said Ginny, afraid of letting the words out she wanted to say. She couldn't understanhd for the life of her why she was here.

'Correct, Weasley.' Said Malfoy, smirking.

Ginny shuddered at the realisation that Draco had sunk back into his usual habit of calling her Weasley. She hated her last name – HATED it.

'Granger . . .this should be interesting. What's your talent?' Said Snape, boring into Ginny's best friend's eyes.

'Well . . .'started Hermione, 'I'm going to recite 'Hogwarts, a History' from beginning . . .to end.' Hermione smiled contentedly and prepared herself, muttering something.

The entire row of judges simultaneously dropped their jaws.

'Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry began its legacy in. . .'

One hour forty five minutes later

'Alright Miss Granger, I think we've heard about enough.' Said Snape, yawning.

Draco rose his head from its sleepy position on the table and clapped his hands together.

'BREAK TIME. EVERYBODY TAKE FIVE MINUTES.'

A/N: So what did you think? Please review.

Mwah. Will update soon, promise!