AN: I'm baaaaaaaack! Thank you thank you and thank you MORE for the
reviews, my face practically SPLIT with grinning when I checked my email
:D..still doing it now~ So heres the fifth chapter, which sort of remedies
the "fastness" of the action. Hope y'all like it( Btw, for anyone who
cares..Spain was great!
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Draco twirled his finger around her hair and met her quizzical gaze. He looked at his hand, and then into her eyes and pulled her face closer to his.with his lips slowly closing in on hers. Just as their lips were about to brush however,
Ginny sat up suddenly, her eyes open and her breath coming out in fast gasps.
" Draco..Malfoy?" she whispered to herself, wondering at how the name
suddenly sounded different to her.
She lay back on her pillow and stared at the canopy of her bed, her eyes adjusting to the darkness around her. The strange fluttering in her heart and stomach would not cease, so no matter how she tossed and turned, she couldn't sleep.
Ginny sat up again and drew her knees to her chest, thinking about the events that had occurred that night. Resignedly, she pulled out her journal and began to scribble furiously in it.
" Draco Malfoy and I had a little episode outside the prefect's
bathroom tonight. He was on patrol; I went for my bath. Unfortunately,
Peeves decided to pick this night, and that particular corridor to
wreak his mayhem; so it ended up with Malfoy and I attached to each
other. Literally.
He smelt as good as usual(she paused for a minute when she wrote this,
realizing that she had unknowingly inhaled his scent many times before
and enjoyed it) and although I'm confused about it, I think I actually
enjoyed our proximity.
Judging by the way he behaved, I think he did too. However Peeves came
and saved us ("You mean ruined," hissed a secret part of her brain, but
she hushed it and continued on). Yet, it was thanks to Peeves that we
ended up together again, confronting a puddle of water.
Oh! The action and adventure one faces in Hogwarts corridors! But for
some reason Diary, I dreamt of the moment that Peeves interrupted, and
in this dream, we carried it a bit further. I don't know what that
means, and frankly I don't want to.
The very fact that my dream ended before the "crucial moment" must mean
something! I am quite positive I don't have feelings for him, despite my
admiration of his dead sexy body and those silver eyes (she shivered
slightly, when she remembered how they had been locked in hers).
Well even if I do have some feelings for him, which I don't, I'm going
to suppress them, because I know that they are purely PHYSICAL.
His personality is not exactly what you'd call lovable, or compatible,
and there IS the fact that he could be an ex death eater! I'm sure the
only reason we behaved the way we did was because we were in completely
unfamiliar circumstances. Nothing to it, Neither of us would want it to
happen again.
I am just going to pretend that none of this ever happened. True, our
fighting is probably going to come to a halt; so I think I'll just avoid
him as much as possible. I mean its not as if I have to see him in class
or anything."
With this, she ended her entry and fell back into her bed.
" Oh yes, and there is the other fact that my brothers would mace him
if he was caught anywhere near me."
She mumbled this to herself as she drifted off.
Meanwhile, Draco Malfoy was pacing around his room, thinking the very same thoughts as Ginny in a far more concise manner.
" I don't like her. I mean that's why we fight ALL the time! She's
gorgeous, but that's probably the only reason that "thing" almost
happened. Thank goodness Peeves bothered us when he did. (He mentally
shook a fist at the poltergeist however).
Our personalities just don't work well together. Gryffindor and
Slytherin, that's an unheard of combination.and I don't intend to make
it one either! Plus, there IS the fact that the Weasel would mace me if
he caught me anywhere near his sister.
I'm just going to pretend that none of this ever happened. The fighting
is going to have to stop (he grimaced at this, because he loved seeing
her face when she got angry and he would miss it) and I'll avoid her as
much as possible. I mean its not as if I have to see her in class or
anything."
Little did the two of them know.......................
Professor Mcgonagall also couldn't sleep. Thoughts of the Flobberworm Fest haunted her, and she was more determined than ever to bring Draco and Ginny together. But how? Things were bound to change after what had happened tonight.
Knowing the stubborn natures of the two students, they would probably go out of their way to make sure nothing followed and to forget about it. She would just have to do something.
" What can I do?" she reasoned aloud with herself, lighting her wand as she said so.
When she reached for her wand, a stash of papers fell to the floor beside Mcgonagall's bed. She sighed and leaned down to pick them up when the light of her wand showed her the name on one of the papers.
" Ginny Weasley, Advanced Transfiguration."
Professor Mcgonagall frowned to herself, and then a smile spread over her features.
" With the seventh years of course! Well Miss Weasley, I suppose you'll
have to have class with the Slytherin's tomorrow then. And I might just
happen to partner you up with someone you don't expect!"
After she said this Mcgonagall attempted to give a scheming, evil laugh, but ended up coughing really loudly in the process, so she abandoned the attempt. A glass of water later, she too was fast asleep.
Ginny stared drowsily at her plate of toast, and then at the knife in her hand, because she really didn't know what it was doing there. She squinted her eyes and looked for the jam, willing herself to stay awake.
" Ginnykins, are you alright?" Colin paused in the middle of his avid
conversation with Seamus to enquire after the redhead.
" Huh? Oh! I'm fine, yes completely fine" she responded, slightly startled.
Colin muttered an apology to Seamus and swiveled around to face her.
" Alright, now I know you are definitely not fine. First of all there
are little dark baggies under your lovely amber eyes, and you let me
call you Ginnykins, which clearly indicates that you are not paying
attention to your surroundings."
" What baggies? Shut up Colin! I told you, I'm.fine" Ginny yawned and
stretched at the end of her sentence, inadvertently hitting Harry over
the head with her knife, causing him to jump and stick his elbow in the
butter.
Colin stifled a giggle, while Draco, who was watching from across the hall, laughed outright.
" Oh Harry! I'm so sorry!"
Harry turned around, but when he saw whom it was he gave an ingratiating grin. He ran a hand through his hair and turned to Ginny.
" No Ginny, its quite alright. Did you get any sleep last night?"
Ginny was taken aback. He knew? How did he know?
" W-what makes you say that?" she blurted.
Harry looked a little confused.
" Well you had been yawning, and you look kind of tired. Of course,
after this little incident (he rubbed the back of his head) I can
tell."
" I'm really sorry, again."
Harry smiled slowly
" I know just how you can make it up to me" he said, leaning toward her slightly.
Ginny leaned back, panicking, unaware that the entire Gryffindor table's eyes were riveted on her, and that every male in Hogwarts was calling Harry colorful and strong expletives under his breath.
Fortunately they were interrupted by the arrival of an owl that flew directly between them and landed on Ginny's arm. Harry moved backwards, startled, while Ginny took the parchment from it's beak, inwardly heaving a sigh of relief.
When she opened the parchment, her face went white and her knife clattered to the floor. She dropped the parchment, and ignoring the enquiries of everyone around her, fled from the hall. Ron picked the parchment up and when he read it, he swore loudly.
" Dear Ms.Weasley,
I have to inform you that you will have your Transfiguration Class
with the Slytherins today. The Gryffindors will have Potions instead.
Please come to class ready with all your material
Professor Mcgonagall"
" Double potions with Snape!" Ron wailed
" Ginny with the Slytherins" Hermoine muttered, raising her eyebrows.
" Ginny with Malfoy." Harry growled, stabbing at his eggs.
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Draco Malfoy had been going through his usual morning routine. He was munching his toast while tuning out the asinine comments made by Pansy Parkinson, who practically glued herself to him. Of course, to round all this off, he was secretly gazing at Ginny Weasley.
He was satisfied to see that she too had gotten little sleep last night. He rubbed at his own eyes, and couldn't help the guffaw that escaped him when she hit Potter over the head with her knife.
" Draco darling, what are you laughing at?" Pansy shrilled
Draco sighed and busied himself in his toast again, stuffing his mouth with it and mumbling something indecipherable.
When his eyes were back on the redhead again, he noticed with a stab of alarm that Potter was far closer to her than before. In fact, it was so close that he looked like he was going to.
Draco's fist clenched around the piece of toast he was holding until it crumbled to dusty bits of bread and fell to the floor. When Blaise Zabini turned to see who had made the mess, he noticed his friend staring at the Gryffindor table with an expression of utter fury on his face.
" Everything alright mate?"
Draco snapped out of it and turned his head towards Blaise.
" What? Oh yes, quite alright thanks, why do you ask?"
" Oh no reason, you just looked like you had eaten Pansy's cooking."
Draco shuddered at this.
" Nothing that bad, thank goodness."
" Then what is it Drake?"
" Nothing, I told you!" however, Draco's eyes had strayed back to Ginny,
and he too heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Potter's moves
intercepted by the owl.
" Are you checking out Potter?" Blaise drawled.
Draco indignantly turned toward him and was about to protest when he noticed Ginny turn white, drop the parchment and run out of the room.
" What's written on that parchment?" he wondered.
Getting up, he clapped Blaise on the shoulder, gave Pansy a careless wave, and made his way outside.
He was walking back to his hall when he saw it, pasted on the wall.
NOTICE TO ALL SEVENTH YEAR SLYTHERINS.
He went towards the paper, and read what it said underneath.
Potions will be held tomorrow, and today you will have Transfiguration
instead. All sixth years who are taking Advanced Transfiguration are to
attend as well.
Draco didn't really mind this, he rather liked Transfiguration. He was in the middle of wondering who the advanced sixth years were, when he suddenly realized and gulped.
That would of course, explain the reason behind Ginny's reactions at the breakfast table. Mcgonagall must have sent her a letter about the class change.
" Why Why Why did it have to be HER of all people?" he asked the ceiling.
Draco let out a deep breath, while massaging his forehead, and walked slowly toward his common room.
Ginny had run upstairs and was looking at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair was awry and Colin was right! There were little baggies under her eyes! An inspection of the time revealed that she had five minutes left till class.
" Why Why Why did it have to be HIM of all people? I'm supposed to be
avoiding Draco!" she groaned.
" Avoiding who?" asked Hermoine curiously, stepping into the dormitory.
" Hermione! What are you doing here?"
" You seemed a little off at breakfast, so I'm just here to make sure you're alright."
" I'm fine thanks, by the way, you wouldn't happen to know any makeup
charms would you?" Ginny questioned, already knowing the answer. There
was no way that Hermione's hair would lie that flat without some help.
" As a matter of fact, I do. What do you need?"
" Something for these," Ginny said, pointing at her eyes " Also this"
she said, pointing at her hair.
Hermoine grinned.
" Why are you so preoccupied with your appearance all of a sudden Gin?"
Her words hit home, and Ginny too secretly wondered why she cared. She ignored the voice that coughed "Draco!" and said
" Its just, I looked in the mirror today and was quite frightened by
what I saw, to tell you the truth."
" Alright then. Come here."
Five minutes later, Ginny sped to class, her eyes looking remarkably fresh and her hair falling gracefully to her shoulders. As she entered, she looked around at all the taken seats and bit her lip when she noticed that the only one left was next to Draco.
She avoided his eye, and sat down next to him, taking out her materials for class.
Draco had not been alone at first; Pansy was wedged in firmly next to him. However Mcgonagall insisted that she sit next to Blaise, much to the former's anger and Blaise's worry.
When Ginny walked into the room, Draco glanced up and his breath caught. She had done something during that brief period she was out of the hall. She looked...different.
Not that he cared what she looked like of course. He tore his eyes away from her and fixed them on his book, smiling mentally at the fact that her cheeks were flushed, just the way he liked them.
Ginny slid into the seat next to him and Draco firmly resolved to stare ahead of him for the entire class session. However, he could not help but notice that she was furtively rubbing her cheeks.
" What are you doing?" he whispered, throwing her off guard, and causing her head to snap in his direction.
After an effort Ginny spoke
" Trying to-" she gestured towards her cheeks "rub this flush off"
At that moment Mcgonagall came in and Draco turned back to face the front.
" It will only get worse if you rub it. " He muttered through the side
of his mouth, feeling her look curiously at him.
Ginny too turned in front to pay attention, deciding not to talk to him unless it was necessary. As it turned out, it was going to be very necessary indeed.
Mcgonagall stared at the class, and abruptly announced
" We are going to practice a particularly complicated type of spell
today, so you will have to work with another person."
The class began buzzing with chatter
"Zabini?"
" Can you choose who you can work with Professor?"
" No. You will work with whoever you're sitting with."
Mcgonagall replied coolly, while Blaise buried his head in his hands and Pansy gave a toss of her hair.
Mcgonagall's eyes flicked to Draco and Ginny whose faces looked like they were just registering the information. Ginny was wide eyed and nervous, while Draco's face grew completely expressionless.
" You will work with whoever you're sitting with."
It was as if the chatter around the room had suddenly been muted. These words of Mcgonagall's echoed round and round in Ginny's head. Sitting with Draco had been enough, now she had to work with him?
Her eyes widened at what this would mean, and she nervously turned toward him, their eyes met and she noted that his own held not even a flicker of expression.
Draco was thinking the very same thing and he felt his heart thumping in his ears when he heard Mcgonagall. He quickly exhaled and made his face completely blank.
Then, he turned towards Ginny, catching her eye immediately and noting that she was not doing as good a job at hiding her nervousness as he was.
The two didn't say anything but Mcgonagall interrupted their reverie
" Well, what are you waiting for class? Work!" ************************************************************************
A/N: Ooo a cliffie of sorts! Don't worry, the next chapter will have more action, I promise! It has to, considering that it includes the roles that Snape and Lupin will have to play. Also! I thought of the PERFECT ending to this story..lets just say that Draco says a lot of very attractive things (in MY opinion anyway) but we still have a ways to go. I'm gonna have to finish this fic by the 14 th of August however, that's when my school starts *shakes fist at evil, sadistic, school administration* Till the next chapter.. REVIEWWWWWW
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Draco twirled his finger around her hair and met her quizzical gaze. He looked at his hand, and then into her eyes and pulled her face closer to his.with his lips slowly closing in on hers. Just as their lips were about to brush however,
Ginny sat up suddenly, her eyes open and her breath coming out in fast gasps.
" Draco..Malfoy?" she whispered to herself, wondering at how the name
suddenly sounded different to her.
She lay back on her pillow and stared at the canopy of her bed, her eyes adjusting to the darkness around her. The strange fluttering in her heart and stomach would not cease, so no matter how she tossed and turned, she couldn't sleep.
Ginny sat up again and drew her knees to her chest, thinking about the events that had occurred that night. Resignedly, she pulled out her journal and began to scribble furiously in it.
" Draco Malfoy and I had a little episode outside the prefect's
bathroom tonight. He was on patrol; I went for my bath. Unfortunately,
Peeves decided to pick this night, and that particular corridor to
wreak his mayhem; so it ended up with Malfoy and I attached to each
other. Literally.
He smelt as good as usual(she paused for a minute when she wrote this,
realizing that she had unknowingly inhaled his scent many times before
and enjoyed it) and although I'm confused about it, I think I actually
enjoyed our proximity.
Judging by the way he behaved, I think he did too. However Peeves came
and saved us ("You mean ruined," hissed a secret part of her brain, but
she hushed it and continued on). Yet, it was thanks to Peeves that we
ended up together again, confronting a puddle of water.
Oh! The action and adventure one faces in Hogwarts corridors! But for
some reason Diary, I dreamt of the moment that Peeves interrupted, and
in this dream, we carried it a bit further. I don't know what that
means, and frankly I don't want to.
The very fact that my dream ended before the "crucial moment" must mean
something! I am quite positive I don't have feelings for him, despite my
admiration of his dead sexy body and those silver eyes (she shivered
slightly, when she remembered how they had been locked in hers).
Well even if I do have some feelings for him, which I don't, I'm going
to suppress them, because I know that they are purely PHYSICAL.
His personality is not exactly what you'd call lovable, or compatible,
and there IS the fact that he could be an ex death eater! I'm sure the
only reason we behaved the way we did was because we were in completely
unfamiliar circumstances. Nothing to it, Neither of us would want it to
happen again.
I am just going to pretend that none of this ever happened. True, our
fighting is probably going to come to a halt; so I think I'll just avoid
him as much as possible. I mean its not as if I have to see him in class
or anything."
With this, she ended her entry and fell back into her bed.
" Oh yes, and there is the other fact that my brothers would mace him
if he was caught anywhere near me."
She mumbled this to herself as she drifted off.
Meanwhile, Draco Malfoy was pacing around his room, thinking the very same thoughts as Ginny in a far more concise manner.
" I don't like her. I mean that's why we fight ALL the time! She's
gorgeous, but that's probably the only reason that "thing" almost
happened. Thank goodness Peeves bothered us when he did. (He mentally
shook a fist at the poltergeist however).
Our personalities just don't work well together. Gryffindor and
Slytherin, that's an unheard of combination.and I don't intend to make
it one either! Plus, there IS the fact that the Weasel would mace me if
he caught me anywhere near his sister.
I'm just going to pretend that none of this ever happened. The fighting
is going to have to stop (he grimaced at this, because he loved seeing
her face when she got angry and he would miss it) and I'll avoid her as
much as possible. I mean its not as if I have to see her in class or
anything."
Little did the two of them know.......................
Professor Mcgonagall also couldn't sleep. Thoughts of the Flobberworm Fest haunted her, and she was more determined than ever to bring Draco and Ginny together. But how? Things were bound to change after what had happened tonight.
Knowing the stubborn natures of the two students, they would probably go out of their way to make sure nothing followed and to forget about it. She would just have to do something.
" What can I do?" she reasoned aloud with herself, lighting her wand as she said so.
When she reached for her wand, a stash of papers fell to the floor beside Mcgonagall's bed. She sighed and leaned down to pick them up when the light of her wand showed her the name on one of the papers.
" Ginny Weasley, Advanced Transfiguration."
Professor Mcgonagall frowned to herself, and then a smile spread over her features.
" With the seventh years of course! Well Miss Weasley, I suppose you'll
have to have class with the Slytherin's tomorrow then. And I might just
happen to partner you up with someone you don't expect!"
After she said this Mcgonagall attempted to give a scheming, evil laugh, but ended up coughing really loudly in the process, so she abandoned the attempt. A glass of water later, she too was fast asleep.
Ginny stared drowsily at her plate of toast, and then at the knife in her hand, because she really didn't know what it was doing there. She squinted her eyes and looked for the jam, willing herself to stay awake.
" Ginnykins, are you alright?" Colin paused in the middle of his avid
conversation with Seamus to enquire after the redhead.
" Huh? Oh! I'm fine, yes completely fine" she responded, slightly startled.
Colin muttered an apology to Seamus and swiveled around to face her.
" Alright, now I know you are definitely not fine. First of all there
are little dark baggies under your lovely amber eyes, and you let me
call you Ginnykins, which clearly indicates that you are not paying
attention to your surroundings."
" What baggies? Shut up Colin! I told you, I'm.fine" Ginny yawned and
stretched at the end of her sentence, inadvertently hitting Harry over
the head with her knife, causing him to jump and stick his elbow in the
butter.
Colin stifled a giggle, while Draco, who was watching from across the hall, laughed outright.
" Oh Harry! I'm so sorry!"
Harry turned around, but when he saw whom it was he gave an ingratiating grin. He ran a hand through his hair and turned to Ginny.
" No Ginny, its quite alright. Did you get any sleep last night?"
Ginny was taken aback. He knew? How did he know?
" W-what makes you say that?" she blurted.
Harry looked a little confused.
" Well you had been yawning, and you look kind of tired. Of course,
after this little incident (he rubbed the back of his head) I can
tell."
" I'm really sorry, again."
Harry smiled slowly
" I know just how you can make it up to me" he said, leaning toward her slightly.
Ginny leaned back, panicking, unaware that the entire Gryffindor table's eyes were riveted on her, and that every male in Hogwarts was calling Harry colorful and strong expletives under his breath.
Fortunately they were interrupted by the arrival of an owl that flew directly between them and landed on Ginny's arm. Harry moved backwards, startled, while Ginny took the parchment from it's beak, inwardly heaving a sigh of relief.
When she opened the parchment, her face went white and her knife clattered to the floor. She dropped the parchment, and ignoring the enquiries of everyone around her, fled from the hall. Ron picked the parchment up and when he read it, he swore loudly.
" Dear Ms.Weasley,
I have to inform you that you will have your Transfiguration Class
with the Slytherins today. The Gryffindors will have Potions instead.
Please come to class ready with all your material
Professor Mcgonagall"
" Double potions with Snape!" Ron wailed
" Ginny with the Slytherins" Hermoine muttered, raising her eyebrows.
" Ginny with Malfoy." Harry growled, stabbing at his eggs.
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Draco Malfoy had been going through his usual morning routine. He was munching his toast while tuning out the asinine comments made by Pansy Parkinson, who practically glued herself to him. Of course, to round all this off, he was secretly gazing at Ginny Weasley.
He was satisfied to see that she too had gotten little sleep last night. He rubbed at his own eyes, and couldn't help the guffaw that escaped him when she hit Potter over the head with her knife.
" Draco darling, what are you laughing at?" Pansy shrilled
Draco sighed and busied himself in his toast again, stuffing his mouth with it and mumbling something indecipherable.
When his eyes were back on the redhead again, he noticed with a stab of alarm that Potter was far closer to her than before. In fact, it was so close that he looked like he was going to.
Draco's fist clenched around the piece of toast he was holding until it crumbled to dusty bits of bread and fell to the floor. When Blaise Zabini turned to see who had made the mess, he noticed his friend staring at the Gryffindor table with an expression of utter fury on his face.
" Everything alright mate?"
Draco snapped out of it and turned his head towards Blaise.
" What? Oh yes, quite alright thanks, why do you ask?"
" Oh no reason, you just looked like you had eaten Pansy's cooking."
Draco shuddered at this.
" Nothing that bad, thank goodness."
" Then what is it Drake?"
" Nothing, I told you!" however, Draco's eyes had strayed back to Ginny,
and he too heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Potter's moves
intercepted by the owl.
" Are you checking out Potter?" Blaise drawled.
Draco indignantly turned toward him and was about to protest when he noticed Ginny turn white, drop the parchment and run out of the room.
" What's written on that parchment?" he wondered.
Getting up, he clapped Blaise on the shoulder, gave Pansy a careless wave, and made his way outside.
He was walking back to his hall when he saw it, pasted on the wall.
NOTICE TO ALL SEVENTH YEAR SLYTHERINS.
He went towards the paper, and read what it said underneath.
Potions will be held tomorrow, and today you will have Transfiguration
instead. All sixth years who are taking Advanced Transfiguration are to
attend as well.
Draco didn't really mind this, he rather liked Transfiguration. He was in the middle of wondering who the advanced sixth years were, when he suddenly realized and gulped.
That would of course, explain the reason behind Ginny's reactions at the breakfast table. Mcgonagall must have sent her a letter about the class change.
" Why Why Why did it have to be HER of all people?" he asked the ceiling.
Draco let out a deep breath, while massaging his forehead, and walked slowly toward his common room.
Ginny had run upstairs and was looking at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair was awry and Colin was right! There were little baggies under her eyes! An inspection of the time revealed that she had five minutes left till class.
" Why Why Why did it have to be HIM of all people? I'm supposed to be
avoiding Draco!" she groaned.
" Avoiding who?" asked Hermoine curiously, stepping into the dormitory.
" Hermione! What are you doing here?"
" You seemed a little off at breakfast, so I'm just here to make sure you're alright."
" I'm fine thanks, by the way, you wouldn't happen to know any makeup
charms would you?" Ginny questioned, already knowing the answer. There
was no way that Hermione's hair would lie that flat without some help.
" As a matter of fact, I do. What do you need?"
" Something for these," Ginny said, pointing at her eyes " Also this"
she said, pointing at her hair.
Hermoine grinned.
" Why are you so preoccupied with your appearance all of a sudden Gin?"
Her words hit home, and Ginny too secretly wondered why she cared. She ignored the voice that coughed "Draco!" and said
" Its just, I looked in the mirror today and was quite frightened by
what I saw, to tell you the truth."
" Alright then. Come here."
Five minutes later, Ginny sped to class, her eyes looking remarkably fresh and her hair falling gracefully to her shoulders. As she entered, she looked around at all the taken seats and bit her lip when she noticed that the only one left was next to Draco.
She avoided his eye, and sat down next to him, taking out her materials for class.
Draco had not been alone at first; Pansy was wedged in firmly next to him. However Mcgonagall insisted that she sit next to Blaise, much to the former's anger and Blaise's worry.
When Ginny walked into the room, Draco glanced up and his breath caught. She had done something during that brief period she was out of the hall. She looked...different.
Not that he cared what she looked like of course. He tore his eyes away from her and fixed them on his book, smiling mentally at the fact that her cheeks were flushed, just the way he liked them.
Ginny slid into the seat next to him and Draco firmly resolved to stare ahead of him for the entire class session. However, he could not help but notice that she was furtively rubbing her cheeks.
" What are you doing?" he whispered, throwing her off guard, and causing her head to snap in his direction.
After an effort Ginny spoke
" Trying to-" she gestured towards her cheeks "rub this flush off"
At that moment Mcgonagall came in and Draco turned back to face the front.
" It will only get worse if you rub it. " He muttered through the side
of his mouth, feeling her look curiously at him.
Ginny too turned in front to pay attention, deciding not to talk to him unless it was necessary. As it turned out, it was going to be very necessary indeed.
Mcgonagall stared at the class, and abruptly announced
" We are going to practice a particularly complicated type of spell
today, so you will have to work with another person."
The class began buzzing with chatter
"Zabini?"
" Can you choose who you can work with Professor?"
" No. You will work with whoever you're sitting with."
Mcgonagall replied coolly, while Blaise buried his head in his hands and Pansy gave a toss of her hair.
Mcgonagall's eyes flicked to Draco and Ginny whose faces looked like they were just registering the information. Ginny was wide eyed and nervous, while Draco's face grew completely expressionless.
" You will work with whoever you're sitting with."
It was as if the chatter around the room had suddenly been muted. These words of Mcgonagall's echoed round and round in Ginny's head. Sitting with Draco had been enough, now she had to work with him?
Her eyes widened at what this would mean, and she nervously turned toward him, their eyes met and she noted that his own held not even a flicker of expression.
Draco was thinking the very same thing and he felt his heart thumping in his ears when he heard Mcgonagall. He quickly exhaled and made his face completely blank.
Then, he turned towards Ginny, catching her eye immediately and noting that she was not doing as good a job at hiding her nervousness as he was.
The two didn't say anything but Mcgonagall interrupted their reverie
" Well, what are you waiting for class? Work!" ************************************************************************
A/N: Ooo a cliffie of sorts! Don't worry, the next chapter will have more action, I promise! It has to, considering that it includes the roles that Snape and Lupin will have to play. Also! I thought of the PERFECT ending to this story..lets just say that Draco says a lot of very attractive things (in MY opinion anyway) but we still have a ways to go. I'm gonna have to finish this fic by the 14 th of August however, that's when my school starts *shakes fist at evil, sadistic, school administration* Till the next chapter.. REVIEWWWWWW