Chapter 2

By kidad

8/14/04

It's done. I'm a Malfoy now. We are on our honeymoon at the moment, in Paris, France.

Draco caught me reading over my letter on the plane, and badgered me till I let him read it. Then he badgered me to write down our history, which I am about to do.

I watched him all through 2nd year, watched him as he made fun of my family and friends. I watched from Gryfinndor Tower as Hermione slapped him.

But he didn't seem to notice my many glances, not at all. It was the same the next year. I had to suffer through the Yule Ball,watching him hang out with Crabbe, Goyle and that Pansy Parkinson, while I danced with Neville Longbottom. That was one of the longest years of my life.

The next year, I started dating, hiding my feelings for the certain Slytherin boy I was smitten with as best as I could. I helped Harry and his friends get to the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic, maintaining a broken ankle in the process.

Fifth year was when the fun started. I caught a few looks Draco threw my way, appraising looks that I treasured, and I'm sure Ron would have hated.

Quite a few boys asked me out that year, but I declined them all. This year, I had eyes for only one boy. But I wasn't going to tell them that. I simply took sometime thinking about it, then rejecting.

All I thought about that year was him, all I saw was him. I was neglecting my homework because of this, and it was a miracle that nobody asked me about it until December.

Professor Snape had me stay after class one day and demanded to know why I hadn't turned in one assignment that year.

I, of course, had no answer for that. I think I'll let the tale tell itself for a while.

Third Person

Ginny Weasley stood calmly in front of Severus Snape's desk, acting has if she knew what he wanted to talk about. In reality, she had not idea of it whatsoever.

"Ms. Weasley, I would know what has been keeping you from your homework this year." She remained silent. "Well?" Snape asked impatiently.

"I would keep that information to myself, sir."

The expression on Snape's face went from peacefully calm to pure rage in seconds. "You dare defy me?" he asked in a quiet, yet dangerous, voice.

Ginny knew that if she gave the wrong answer, she would regret it. But at the moment, regret seemed better than the idea of someone knowing her secret. "Yes, sir, I do dare."

Snape stood slowly, moving around his desk toward the 15 year old girl. (A/N: Think CoS, after the Whomping Willow incident.) "That'll cost you fifteen points from Gryfinndor, along with detention on Tuesday."

"Forgive me for interrupting, Professor, but I don't believe that's fair."

Ginny stiffened in surprise. She knew that voice, knew it all too well. She slowly turned around to face Draco Malfoy, just as he continued to speak.

"She was merely protecting her rights, her reasons are her own to tell, or not to tell, as long as she gets her homework done. She chose not to tell, that does not require detention."

Ginny couldn't believe it, her dream boy was, for once, not speaking ill of her, he was, in fact, defending her.

Snape turned to her. "Very well. I will give you Christmas break to complete every assignment given to you. If they are not done by the end of that time period, it will be detention. You are dismissed."

"Thank you, sir," she squeaked. Hoisting her bag onto her shoulder, she hurried out the dungeon door.

Once in the corridor, she dropped her bag and fell to the floor in disbelief. Suppose I'd better wait until he comes out to thank him, she thought.

Fifteen minutes passed before the door opened. Ginny stood silently, waiting for him to turn to her. When he did, the words she had planned to say caught in her throat. She had never talked to him directly, dismissing that one time in Flourish and Blotts.

"Yes?" he asked.

Her throat unclogged. "I-I wanted to thank you for getting me out of trouble in there." She nodded towards the door. "And I was wondering, why did Snape listen to you? It's not like you're Dumbledore."

Malfoy grinned. "I'm the son of one of the most threatening school governors. He's inclined to listen to me."

She grinned back at him. "Well, I guess I'd better be heading back to the common room. Thanks again for your help."

"No problem," he said. And he walked off.

Stunned, Ginny could only look after his back until he disappeared around a corner. Turning towards Gryfinndor Tower, she skipped off.

End Third Person

Well, there you have it. My first real encounter with Draco Malfoy. Draco's calling me. I'll be back soon.

April 15, 2000

Ginny Malfoy

A/N: I was struck by sudden inspiration again today, and just finished this. Thanks to Ashen for reviewing, hope you like this little part!