What's Love?

A/N: Ok, I might not take an entire year to update but during the school year, I'm gonna need a heck of a lot of ideas because those are the times I get writer's block most. My classes are going to include: Spanish 1, PE, drama, biology (hopefully I'll be able to switch it to honors), algebra 2, and English 9 Honors.

Disclaimer: I don't know if I put a single disclaimer on any of these chapters! Well, I don't own it!!!

Chapter 7

"What type of animals do you like?"

Malfoy's look of mischief faltered.

"I--I like...furry, soft, cuddly animals that aren't dangerous," he said quickly.

Ginny snorted.

"It's all because of Hagrid's lack of teaching skills," he quickly added.

Ginny giggled.

"You're a sissy, Malfoy!"

"I am not," he defended. "And you promised you wouldn't laugh!"

"I--can't--help--it!" she laughed, gasping for air.

His usually pale face was now very pink as he watched the girl rolling on the ground in fits of giggles.

~~~

His usually pale face was now very pink as he watched the girl rolling on the ground in fits of giggles.

"You better not tell anyone about it or you'll regret it," he threatened.

But Ginny wasn't listening. She continued to laugh on the floor. After a while, she got a hold of herself and wiped tears from her eyes.

"MALFOY!" came a voice. "GET AWAY FROM MY SISTER!!!"

Ron came storming over.

"Now you've done it," he muttered to Ginny.

"Uh-oh..." she mumbled. 'What to do, what to do!' she thought. 'Ron will go ballistic!' Ginny suddenly came up with an idea and put on a mischievous smile. "I'm sorry, Ron, did you prefer Dean Thomas?"

Malfoy was stumped and Ron's jaw dropped.

"You mean--You're--" Ron stuttered. "No way! That's--impossible!"

"Michael Corner looking quite decent now, isn't he?" Ginny chortled.

"Wait, what?" Malfoy said to her, puzzled. "What're you--"

But he was cut off when Ron lunged at him.

"Ron!" Ginny tried to pull him off of Malfoy. "I was joking! Joking!"

"Bloody hell!" Malfoy kicked the red-haired boy off of him.

Ginny tried her best to hold her brother back, but Malfoy had lost his temper as well.

"You got a problem, Weasel?!" He shouted, trying to get past Ginny to beat Ron into a pulp.

"Stop it!" She shouted, attempting to keep them apart.

A pair of hands then pulled Ron away and held him back as much as she could.

"Stop, Ron!" Hermione panted. "Let's just go!" she said, pulling him away.

"Let me go!" He shouted.

Ginny was still trying to hold Malfoy back.

"Give it a break!" she breathed. "Stop, Malfoy!"

For some reason, Malfoy listened to her and relaxed, but he still glared at the temperamental Weasley boy.

Ginny pulled him away as Hermione dragged Ron in the opposite direction.

"Why did you stop me?!" Malfoy said angrily.

"Because both of you would have ended up in the hospital wing either by each other or by me and Hermione," she replied, panting.

"What was all that about anyway?" he drawled. "About Thomas and Corner?"

Ginny flushed.

"I used to date them."

Malfoy raised his eyebrows.

"And you were implying that we were dating?"

She flushed even more.

"It seemed funny at the time..." she muttered.

"Are you crazy?" he said incredulously. "He nearly killed me!"

"You'd do the same thing if he were your brother!" she argued.

"I'd commit suicide if he were my brother," he snorted.

Ginny rolled her eyes.

"You should be happy you're a guy then, 'cause Ron only feels the need to overprotect me because I'm a girl."

"I pity you, Weasley," Malfoy said mercilessly.

"You don't sound like it," she replied dryly.

~~~

"What exactly did you tell Ron?" Hermione asked Ginny.

Harry was there too, participating in the conversation.

Ginny smiled mischievously.

"I didn't say anything really, except imply that me and Malfoy were going out," she giggled hilariously.

Harry's jaw dropped.

"That was a good one," Hermione said. "Best way to get back at Ron is convincing him you're going out with his worst enemy."

Ginny got a hold of herself.

"Of course Malfoy told me off afterward," she shrugged.

"What is your sudden interest with Malfoy anyway?" Harry asked.

Ginny shrugged again.

"Dunno actually," she replied. "I just think it's fun annoying him."

"What about the..." Hermione glanced at Harry, "...you know..."

"Oh," Ginny cocked her head as if deep in thought. "Well, I think I'll let him alone about that; he doesn't seem to care anyway."

"What doesn't he care about?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"Nothing you need to know about," Hermione replied shortly.

Ron soon came down from his dorm and marched straight towards them with some parchment in his hand.

"I have decided that you can date anyone that applies to all of these descriptions." He unrolled the parchment and handed it to Ginny.

She began reading:

1. Cannot be in Slytherin

2. Cannot be perverted

3. Must be someone Ron Weasley knows very well

4. Cannot be friends with any Slytherins

5. Cannot be a muggle or muggle-born hater

6. Cannot be of any relation to a Slytherin

Ginny stopped reading and stared up at Ron.

"You expect me to go out with someone that applies to all of these rules?"

Before Ron could answer, Hermione snatched the parchment and threw it into the fire.

"Hermione!" he exclaimed. "I spent nearly an hour on that list!"

"Ginny is old enough to pick what she wants in a guy," she said stiffly.

"No," Ron disagreed, "not until she graduates!"

"It's not your choice!" Ginny stood up beside Hermione. "I'm not a baby anymore!"

"You're fraternizing with the enemy!" Ron said incredulously.

At this, people began to stop what they're doing and stare.

"For God's sake, I'm not going out with him!" Ginny shouted.

"Even if she was, it isn't any of your business Ron!" Hermione agreed.

"First it was that Michael Corner, then Dean, and now--" Ron didn't seem to want to say his name, "--him! That stupid git!"

"YOU'RE NOT MUCH SMARTER YOURSELF, RONALD WEASLEY!!!" Ginny screamed and ran up her dorm.

Ron mouthed wordlessly after her.

But he still had Hermione to deal with.

"How could you be so insensitive to her?" she demanded. "Fraternizing with the enemy! Honestly, Ron!"

"That's what he is!" he said furiously. "Harry agrees with me, right?"

"Er..." he clearly didn't want to be dragged into this. "I...have to agree with Ron on this one, Hermione."

"See? He's the enemy!" Ron said triumphantly. "And she's fraternizing with him!"

Hermione was now red with fury.

"I seem to remember the phrase 'Fraternizing with the enemy' from somewhere in fourth year," she said in a shaky voice. "At the Yule Ball, don't you remember?"

"That was entirely different!" he argued.

"No it's not!" Hermione said heatedly. "You were all angry because you thought Viktor was trying to get me to help him win the tournament! But what exactly is he going to do with Ginny? Help him pass the N.E.W.T.s? Use your brain Ron!"

"He's still the enemy!"

"He's your enemy!" and Hermione went up to her dorm.

~~~

"I heard you and your idiot brother got into a fight last night," Malfoy smirked, "about dating."

Ginny was sitting by the lake and Malfoy was leaning on a nearby tree.

"If you must know, yes we did," she informed, trying to finish her Herbology homework.

"I wonder why," he said sarcastically.

"You of all people should know why," she said, not noticing the sarcasm.

"I suppose he still prefers you to end up with Potter."

"Yes, but it's two years too late for that to happen," she said. "What are some defense mechanisms of Mimbulus mimbletonia?"

"How should I know?" He shrugged. "Ask Longbottom, he's the genius in Herbology."

"Right," she muttered, putting away her Herbology homework and taking out an unfinished Potions essay. "What're some properties of moonstone?"

"Ask Granger," he said boredly.

"You're Snape's pet," she retorted. "Unless you're admitting Hermione does better in Potions than you--"

"I never said that!" he snapped.

"But you implied it," she said, gathering her stuff and standing up. "Couldn't hold these for me, could you?" she dumped a whole bunch of books into his arms and began organizing her homework.

"Snape told me I'm his best student in Potions himself!" he informed.

Ginny took back her books and put them in her bag.

"Yes well, I've got to run," she said, stuffing her quill and ink in her bag as well. "See you later!" and she went towards the castle.

A/N: I know some of you would say that it's not like Malfoy to act like that (especially around a Weasley), but he is beginning to soften bit by bit. Well, I love you guys lots! Bye!