Chapter 2- Ginny the Vamp

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Disclaimer: Harry Potter and friends are solely from the imagination of JK. You all know that and know that I own nothing except the slightly odd plot. Oh and the summary has a Pride and Prejudice (almost) beginning so that isn't mine either.

Warning: Mild language and scantily dressed Ginny but nothing too awful.

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'This can't be happening.' Ginny thought despairingly, 'And what does "attached" mean anyway?'

She stood up and then returned the book to the dusty shelf from whence it came. Then she stalked over to the table where her brother and true love sat.

"What did you just shout out Draco Malfoy for?" she hissed angrily causing Harry and Ron to look at her in confusion.

"What do you think?" Ron asked beginning to laugh and trying to smother it in his hands.

"I don't know." She said crossly, "But I think it was very irresponsible of you Harry."

"Huh?" Harry looked completely bewildered, "I only answered Ron's question."

"Oh yeah? And what was that Ronald?" Ginny asked bitingly but Ron didn't seem to notice. He was still trying to hold his guffaws in so Harry answered for him.

"He asked me what I would miss least about Hogwarts and I said Draco Malfoy."

"It's not exactly that funny." Ginny said snapping at Ron who was now doubled over in fits of silent laughter.

"Yeah well," Harry looked uncomfortable under Ginny's piercing gaze, "that was my fault, I reminded him of Draco as the bouncing ferret. You know how Ron gets when we talk about it."

Ginny rolled her eyes then looked seriously at Harry. "Harry Potter by Wednesday you had just better…" she clamped a hand over her mouth to stop the words coming out and turned a brilliant shade of red as she realised what she had been about to say. "You had just better, that's all." She finished lamely.

Harry looked at her strangely but didn't get to ask her what she was talking about as she stomped off immediately afterwards. Everything was going wrong and if Harry hadn't asked her out by midday on Wednesday she was going to be attached to Draco, she didn't know what that meant but it couldn't be good.

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The next day she woke up with a ball of tension in the pit of her stomach. It was Sunday. Harry hadn't noticed her for almost six years what made her think he would see her as his one true love by Wednesday? 'Why did I do it?' she asked herself over and over again. The answer, although she hated to admit it, was that smirk Draco Malfoy had sent her. She had quite possibly ruined her life out of pride, because that little ferret had known that Harry had brushed her off once again. It was too much to bear. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and staggered into the bathroom. She had a long hot shower, ignoring the objections of her fellow roommates, and put on her school uniform. She took special care in front of the mirror that morning and emerged into the common room looking stunning. Her red hair hung in lustrous waves down her back and her brown eyes were highlighted with green eye-shadow and a small amount of mascara. Colin Creevey, catching sight of her new vamped appearance, dropped the book he was carrying on his toes and let out a scream which alerted everybody to Ginny's presence. Dean Thomas whistled at her, Seamsus's eyes nearly bulged out of his head and Harry? Well Harry sat like a deer caught in the headlights and stared at her. Ginny liked to think it was her enhanced features that had caused such as uproar but the more probable cause was the fact that she had hiked her skirt up extra high, 'just to see what the effect would be' she had told herself.

"Good morning." She said happily

There was a mumbled round of "Good mornings" in reply.

Hermione bounded up at Ginny's side smiled slyly at her.

"Any special reason for being all done up today?" she asked with a very pointed look at Harry.

"No." Ginny lied, "Why should there be?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled at Ginny, "Suit yourself." She said going to sit back down with a heavy book in her lap.

Just then Ron walked past. Without even pausing he reached out and tugged on the hemline of Ginny's skirt causing it to fall back down to its normal length of just past her knees.

"Morning." He said ignoring her death stare.

Trying to keep the blush she could feel approaching at bay Ginny strode resolutely over to Harry's chair.

"Harry, are you coming down to breakfast?" she asked him, ignoring the stares of her fellow Gryffindors.

"Hey Ginny." Harry said looking up, "I was just going to finish my homework first, I'll probably grab some toast later."

"Oh," she said, crestfallen, "fine well I'll see you later then."

"Yep sure." He said waving his hand distractedly as a sort of goodbye.

The rest of the day Ginny tried to be around Harry as much as possible but he still didn't seem to notice her. Eventually Ron hissed at her to stop annoying him and let them do their homework in peace. Deeply hurt by this comment Ginny ran up to her room and threw herself into her four-poster, closing the curtains tightly against the others in the room.

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By Monday evening Ginny was in a serious panic. She had made herself up again but still Harry had avoided her. Stretching herself out like a cat on the hearth rug she realised that she fancied a swim. Hermione had given her the password to the girls' baths on the sixth floor the year before and Ginny had discovered a real passion for swimming.  She bolted up to her dormitory and changed into her shimmering green two-piece which brought out the curves of her body and the red in her hair. Ginny had bought it earlier that year and found that boys reacted very differently to her when she was in it. However, she was not on the hunt tonight and she didn't want to freeze to death so she grabbed a big fluffy white robe and slipped her shoes on.

"Going for a swim." She called to Hermione as all students had to account for their whereabouts in these dangerous times.

Hermione nodded over the top of her book, "Alright, be back soon."

"Yeah." Ginny said, not very convincingly. She would come back when she had had a good swim and not a moment before. The corridor was freezing and she wrapped her robe a little tighter around herself. She arrived at the bathroom quickly and murmuring the password (bountiful bubbles) she slipped inside. The room was warm and a faint pink mist hung in the air smelling sweetly of roses. Clearly somebody had recently been in there and chosen the rose-water tap. Ginny wandered over to the largest of the baths and observed the taps for a moment. Then she reached out and chose a white tap with a lily engraved on the top, as she turned it crystal clear water flowed out into the tub smelling softly of lilies. She breathed in the scent and smiled happily. Then she shed her robe and shoes and dived in. The water was warm but not hot and she floated for a few moments to enjoy the feeling of the water lapping against her body. Then she began her laps.

After an hour her skin was becoming wrinkly and she was tired from all the exercise so she dived down to the bottom of the bath and pulled the plug. The whirlpool this created always made it a challenge to get back to the ladder but she reached it safely and pulled herself out. Her hair clung wetly to her body and so, wringing it out, she fished a hair tie from the pocket of her robe and swept her long tendrils up into a messy bun. She slipped her shoes on but decided to forgo the robe as she was still warm from the water and the work out her laps had given her. Unafraid of meeting anyone in the corridors at that time of night she hung her robe over her arm and exited the bathroom. Enjoying the after-glow she always experienced after a good swim she began to hum softly and dance down the hallway. As she approached the top of the stairs her hum caught in her throat and her feet stilled their little dance. Standing not five metres away from her were Harry and Draco and their expressions told her that they had most definitely seen her.

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Ginny turned a brilliant shade of red but resolutely continued forward.

"Evening Harry." She said unconcernedly moving to walk past him. However, his arm shot out and he caught her just above the elbow.

"Ginny!" he said in a shocked voice, "What the hell are you doing prancing around the corridors dressed like that?"

Draco chuckled, "Don't complain Potter. After all this little exhibition was put on solely for you."

"Shut up Malfoy." Both Harry and Ginny growled at the same time.

Draco shrugged, "Hey, don't shoot the messenger."

Ginny looked at Harry and saw him staring at her in what she could only describe as a very appreciative way.

"Harry." She said gently and his eyes snapped back to hers, a blush staining his cheeks.

"Uh…yeah?" he asked in a somewhat gruff voice.

"You can let go of my arm now." she said trying to contain the squeal of delight she felt bubbling up inside of her at his expression.

"Wha…" Harry shook his head, "Ginny put some clothes on." He said firmly and Draco snickered.

"Wrong answer, Potter, you're going about this all the wrong way. It's supposed to be 'Ginny take your clothes off', not the other way round."

"I'm warning you Malfoy, be quiet." Harry growled and Draco lifted his hands in protest.

"What?" he asked innocently, "I was just trying to help. And by the looks of it you need all the help you can get, wouldn't you agree Virginia?"

"Shut up!" Harry yelled just as Ginny shouted:

"My name is Ginny, not Virginia!"

Draco smirked at them both.

"Well lovely as this little sojourn has been, and as much as I enjoyed trading threats with you Potter, I must dash. But before I go, I'll give you a demonstration shall I? Then you can just copy me if you get stuck."

As the two Gryffindors looked at him in confusion he stepped forward and wrapped an arm around Ginny's naked waist. He put his lips near her ear and whispered:

"Take your clothes off for me Virginia." In his most seductive voice.

Ginny couldn't help herself, she shivered at his touch and his voice. She was sure some vital organ of hers had just melted. Ginny turned her head to look at him and they held eye contact for a moment before Harry's hand grabbed Draco's arm and pulled him roughly away from Ginny.

"Don't touch her." he snarled and Draco snapped his head round to look at him, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Let go of me Potter, or you'll regret it."

"Please." Ginny's voice chimed in, "I don't want a fight, just let him go Harry."

"Listen to your girlfriend Potter." Draco smirked, "You don't want to fight me, I'm a Slytherin, I don't play fair and it'll all end in tears. Yours," he pointed at Harry, "and hers." He turned his head slowly and looked at Ginny. "You wouldn't want to make your pretty little thing over there cry now, would you, Potter?"

Harry's grip tightened and Draco tensed.

"She's not my girlfriend." Harry hissed and Draco smiled a twisted smile.

"But don't you wish that she was Potter? Come on, you can't tell me that seeing her standing there like that, all vulnerable and half naked doesn't do something to you."

"She's my best friend's little sister." Harry ground out between teeth which were tightly clenched together.

Draco looked back at Ginny and swept his eyes casually all over her body making little goose pimples appear on her skin. Noticing this reaction he subtly licked his lips and said quietly:

"Ah but doesn't forbidden fruit always taste the sweetest?"

"That's enough!" Harry roared and releasing Draco with a push he lunged at him, tackling him and pushing him to the floor. Draco swore as his head connected with the flagstones but the next minute he was grappling with Harry who was driven near mad with fury. His fists flailed at Draco but only a few of them actually connected. Draco was holding him back but seemed in no hurry to return any of the blows. Ginny watched them for a few moments debating with herself whether she should stop Harry or let Draco get his just desserts. Eventually deciding that it would be Harry that would get in trouble if she didn't stop it, she pulled out her wand from a pocket in her bathrobe. Raising it lazily she said:

"Petrificus Totalus!" Harry froze and Draco rolled him off himself.

"You took your time." He remarked dusting himself off and looking at her balefully.

"On the contrary, I probably stopped him too soon." She said looking down at Harry warily, knowing he was going to be extremely angry with her when she took the spell off him. She could see his eyes glaring at her and Draco and she gulped before focussing once again on the Slytherin before her.

"You wound me Virginia." He said, almost jovially, "I thought we had a much closer relationship then that. He certainly thinks so." He indicated his head in Harry's direction. "Sorry to disappoint," he continued going to stand over Harry, "but I would never let Virginia fall in love with me. You see Weasley's are known for their filthy habits, muggle loving being chief among them and I…" he was suddenly cut off as Ginny silenced him with another:

"Petrificus totalus!"

He fell with a clunking sound next to Harry and she went to stand over them.

"Bastard!" she hissed at Draco, "You absolute bastard!"

Then she turned to Harry.

"Before I release you Harry, I just wanted to say that I'm really, really sorry but I just didn't want you to get in trouble, that's all." She knelt down next to him and whispered: "Forgive me?" before adding, "Finite Incantum."

Harry was up and roaring in a second flat.

"Ginny!" he fumed, "what did you think you were doing?" seeing her take a step back from him in fear he instantly softened his tone. "It doesn't matter." He said wearily, "let's go back to the common room."

"What about him?" asked Ginny indicating Draco with a tilt of her head.

Harry's mouth curved into a sneer, not unlike Draco's.

"Leave him." he said, "someone will find him tomorrow."

Ginny nodded and followed him obediently back to the Gryffindor tower, tugging her robe on as she went. But that night after everybody had gone to bed she crept out again and made her way back to the sixth floor corridor. She approached Draco's still figure and mumbled a quick:

"Finite Incantum."

As he reared up she backed away and fled back to her dormitory.

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Oh Harry has gone slightly evil. I didn't really mean for that t happen. And yes I know, Draco isn't in character. He's more sarcastic then just plain cruel but hey I've only borrowed him from the real books and let's face it, the real Draco wouldn't be seen dead in a romance fic! Please review; the reviews from my first chapter made me so happy inside! So thank you to:

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