You know I am not J.K. Rowling and if you think I am...I think I may have to rethink how intelligent I thought you were.
Well here is Chapter 21. I know it it short. BUT quality is more important than quantity, don't you think?
Ginny met Pansy in the library the next morning. Black rings were around her eyes and she looked like she had not slept much.
"When will you help me?" Ginny asked as she handed the gillyweed to Pansy.
"That is for me to know but it will happen sooner than you might think," Pansy said with a smile to herself.
There was really little left to do. Her job was ten times easier than she had thought it would be thanks to the fact that Draco had been helping his little weasel along with her tasks.
Pansy sighed. Not like she was complaining.
Ginny scowled at the cryptic response of the older and taller Slytherin.
Harry and Ron tumbled into her as she left the library.
"Ginny you look tired," Ron observed staring at the rings around her eyes.
"I did not sleep well last night," Ginny answered with a sigh.
"Want to come out into the snow and have a snowball fight with us?" Harry asked looking adorable as his glasses slid down his face.
Ron looked at her hopefully; "Yeah it will be fun."
"Sorry but I have something else that I have to do," Ginny said slipping away with her head down toward the Gryffindor tower.
"What can I get Draco for Christmas?" Ginny pondered aloud as she collapsed in the empty common room.
Ginny held his gloves and cloak on her lap.
What could she get for this boy? He had everything. He had probably never heard, "No we can not afford it." He had probably never even been denied something he wanted.
This robe alone was made by a very famous witch from Italy.
Surely there had to be something she could do for him.
Then it hit her and she wondered why she had not figured it out faster.
The Prince of Slytherin was sulking in his chair again.
How on Earth would he get into the Gryffindor common room? He really wanted to be there to beg for forgiveness and he wanted to see her face as she opened her presents.
Pansy sauntered in and saw him sitting there miserably sipping on a bottle of butterbeer.
Pansy walked over and knelt down putting her elbows on the armrest and rested her chin in her hands and looked up at the face of the prince.
"What's wrong Draco?" Pansy simpered placing her hand on his arm.
Draco scowled. This was definitely not the person he had wanted to see right now.
"Is there something you need Parkinson?" Draco asked placing a hand up to hold his forehead.
The butterbeer fell out of his hand and clunked to the floor spilling on the carpet.
"I just wondered what was bothering you Draco?" Pansy said sticking out her bottom lip in a pout.
"I want to get into the Gryffindor common room," Draco said leaning his head away from Pansy and looking down at her.
"I can get you a way into the Gryffindors common room," Pansy said confidently.
"Why would you do that?" Draco asked staring Pansy right in the eyes.
"Because I owe you," Pansy said, 'and it will get me out of debt to the Weaselette.' The last part she added to herself.
If you review I may update tomorrow but I have work to do plus we are going down to my grandparents for their 50th wedding anniversary to surprise them. So I do not know if there will be time. If not sometime today I will try to update today again for you peoples who are nice. Still review this chapter! It needs to be revied too!