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Blaise burst into the common room. He panted and was bent over double.

"Draco you have to come. She needs you," Blaise said between breaths daring to stand at the right hand side of the head-boy.

"Who?" Draco asked not even bothering to feign interest in what was being said as he unwrapped a chocolate frog. It jumped. Draco caught it with one hand and bit the head off noisily chewing it. He slumped in his chair.

"Ginny Weasley," Blaise answered doing his best to hold his temper.

"Weaselette is of little or no concern to me," Draco said pursing his lips and breaking the legs off the frog and popping them one by one into his mouth. Draco licked the melted chocolate from his fingers noisily, staring at the flames with a very dull and bored expression on his face.

"Draco, she is begging to see you. Please," Blaise said losing a bit of his self-control.

"So," Draco answered crinkling his nose in disgust at the conversation and stuffing the last of his chocolate frog into his mouth, licking his fingers again sucking even more nosily as if he was attempting to block out Blaise's voice.

"How can you be this way?" Blaise shouted loud enough to be heard up in the Astronomy tower by couples making out.

Draco just gave him a blank dispassionate look before getting up and retreating to his room. He refused to listen to anything else Blaise had to tell him.

Draco collapsed on his bed. How could he be this way his good side asked. He wanted to comfort her. He did not want her to be unhappy. She deserved it, his bad side howled drowning out the other voice. Draco nodded not sure who he was agreeing with at the moment.
Pansy walked in just in time to see Draco leave to his refuge. She smiled. He was still pissed off at the Weaselette. Well he would get over it soon. Pansy knew her best guy friend was in love and he would forgive Ginny. It irritated Pansy. She wanted to draw out the suffering of the Weaselette for making her think that Blaise did not like her but she disliked seeing Draco hurt this way. Draco was one of the few people Pansy truly cared for and he was hurting so much.

"He is so stubborn!" Blaise growled turning and running out of the common room and up towards where he had seen Hermione come from.

Blaise spotted them sitting in a dark quiet corner of the hallway where they would attact a lot of attention from passerby.

"Oh Gin," Blaise hushed knealing down next to the disheartened girl. She would have to have more heartbreak before the night was up.

Ginny managed to pull her head away from Harry's shoudler enough to look around and see that Draco was not there. Her head dropped back.

"Where is he?" Ginny whimpered hoping to hear that he was coming and he would be here soon and hold her.

"He refused to come. I am sorry Gin. He is a little confused I think," Blaise said reaching out and pulling her to him.

Ginny shriveled back against Harry. Her hands groped his robe to make sure he would not leave as well.

"No, no."

She was shouting and her arms began to flail. Her eyes were wide and fresh tears began to cascade down her already tear stained face.

"Stupefy," Blaise said pointing his wand at Ginny.

Ginny slumped in Harry's arms.

Ginny blinked and she realized she was staring at the ceiling in her dorm room.

"How did I get here?" Ginny wondered aloud sitting up.

Sunshine shone through the window landing in slanted stips on her bed.

"Gin, you feeling better?" Hermione called softly pushing the door open apprehensively

"Yes I'm not quite sure what happened last night," Ginny said leaning back on the pillows.

"It was like a mental breakdown," Hermione said softer, "It was scary. I thought you were going mad."

Ginny swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood. She got dressed and went to the common room to find Hermione waiting for her.

"Hermione look," Ginny began slowly not making eye contact, "I am sorry. I know you were wanting me to do what was best and..."

"It is alright," Hermione said understanding it as Ginny's apology and waving a hand to let her know everything was forgotten and forgiven. "Would you tell me one thing though? It has been nagging at the edge of my mind."

"Depends what you ask," Ginny said with a shrug.

"Who was it, the guy you were seeing?" Hermione asked trying to put everything delicately and watching her friend hopefully.

"Well it is crazy and hard to believe. I was totally surprised. I would never have guessed it to be him," Ginny said staring at the torches that lined the wall.

"Well I know it's a Slytherin," Hermione said.

"He is NOT an it!" Ginny snapped.

"Well, who is he?" Hermione asked.

"He's on the Slytherin Quidditch team. He is the Captain. He is head-boy and He is the hottest guy in school," Ginny said feeling a twinge of ammusement as she saw Hermione's face turn a little green.

"Malfoy?" her eyes were wide and her jaw was almost dragging on the floor.

Ginny nodded and grinned sheepishly.

"Draco Malfoy?" Hermione asked looking like she might be sick.

Ginny rolled her and sarcastically retorted, "NO! There are lots of people in Slytherin who are head-boy and captain of the quidditch team?"

Hermione gave her a stern look that reminded Ginny strongly of Professor McGonagall. "Well at least we know he does not want to hurt you."

"He never did just as I said."

"Gin, I said I was sorry and I mean it," Hermione said sincerely as they walked down the hall. "But Malfoy?"

"Yes," Ginny said her voice had a definite note of impatience and clearly there was a note that said 'if you say one rude thing about him you will regret it!'

"Whoever you want to be with. I do not have to like him," Hermione said. "Your choice and it is not my place to judge it."

Ginny smiled at her. It was good to not be holding a grudge against Hermione

They arrived at the classroom and sat down with their group of friends.

"Have you found my stone?" Pansy asked from the other side of Blaise.

"You will have it by the last day of this term,"Ginny answered. "December nineteenth."

Ginny added the date as Pansy looked confused at to when the last day of term was.

"Very well," Pansy said and ignored the Gryffindor the rest of the class period.

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