Alrighty. Chapter four mwahahahah. Yeah worked on this for a while and I think it's pretty long, well comparatively anyway. Here it is. And it doesn't always follow exact time like this chapter takes palce a few days after the last one. P.S. I apologize for the lateness I'm a lazy bum soo.

Ginny yawned and rubbed her eyes blearily. Last night the four of them had stayed up late laughing and talking. It seemed like they had all been on a very long trip from which they had just returned. All in all it was a very enjoyable way to spend an evening. Slowly she rolled out of bed, still yawning and not quite awake yet. The second she was out of the curtains light blinded her and she covered her eyes with her hand. When she had finally adjusted to the intense light she peered out the window. The sun had already risen and was high in the sky.
"Oh, no... not again. Not again" she cried rushing around the dorm pulling on her uniform as fast as she possibly could. After running a brush through her hair she dashed out of the room and down the stairs. She had almost made it to the portrait hole when she realized she had no books at all. Running back up the stairs she shoved all of her books into the closest thing at hand, in this case a pillowcase that come off of one of her pillows in her rush to get to class. Hurrying back down that stairs as fast as she could under her load of books, which she was regretting putting a pillowcase, but there was no time for going back now. Sprinting back down the stairs and out of the common room she nearly knocked over a first year on his way back in. She rounded a corner and flew down the stairs. Only to remember a split second too late that this was the staircase with the vanishing step. Barely slowing in time to stop her self from falling flat on her face, her books however were not so lucky. They all cascaded down the stairs one even falling into the vanishing step. Angrily, she tried to yank her foot out of the stair, but to no avail. Flopping down on the step behind her Ginny felt tears of frustration well up in her eyes. She was going to be late again, no breakfast and this deffinitely ment that points would be taken from Gryfindor.

Draco grinned time to put part one of his paln into action. He watched as Ginny sped out of the Gryfindor, it had taken him quite a while for him to figure out where that was. Quickly and quietly he followed her down the hall, witnessing her tumble on the stairs. He decided to wait until he was sure that she had worked up a feeling of totall dispair. When he thought she'd sat long enough he strolled around the corner and arrnged his features into what he hoped was an astonished expression.

"Ginny?" She whipped around and he was amazed to see tears rimming her eyes, one solitary tear slipped down her cheek when she saw him. 'Now doesn't that just boost the old ego, she cries because you showed up.' Said a nasty voice in his head. He smashed it down into the back of his mind.

"What do you want?" She asked all the spirit gone from her vioce. This also surprised Draco a great deal. She wasn't that late.

"Nothing, you lust look like you could use some help." He replied holding out a hand. Ginny considered him for a moment then grasped it. With a swift movent he was beside her hands on her waist. He hesitated imperceptably then wondering if it would riun everthing if he kissed her right then. Decideding it would he hauled her outof the step and placed her next to him. She looked shocked at his actions and for a momnet thier eyes locked. His iercing gray's and her passionete liquid brown's. Her cheeks flushed and she turned away down the stairs towards her books. Draco looked after her for a few seconds wondering what he had seen in her eyes. She had the most expressive eyes he had ever seen. Everything she was feeling was reflected in them. Confusion, amazment, distrust, but had he seen interest? Even just curiosity? Yes, yes deep down hidden way in the back behind the smoldering anger that she held for him he was sure he'd seen a tiny spark of something, maybe something that he could use to put out that anger completely. Then following her downt h stairs he began picking up some of the books on the stairwell.

"What class do you have next?" he asked as he handed her the last of the books. She looked like she was about to cry again.

"Potions, Snape is going to kill me I've already got two detentions for being late and then he gave me a third one for lieng about why I was late. If I get another one..." She said, hastily wiping her eyes. Nodding, he took her satchel and once again offered his hand to her. this time she took it without hesitation, and he gently pulled her to her feet. Witha small smile he bean walking. If he had judged her correctly she was the kind of person who was intrigued by the mysterious, especially the dark side of mystery. so hopefully she would begin to wonder about him and form that he could set his plan into action. Ginny followed thoughts popping into her head every five seconds. Why was he being this nice? Was he plotting something? Was he just being nice? Was that possible? No it couldn't be ... could it? By then they had reached the Potions dungeon, and Ginny was beginning to develop a mild migrane trying to figure out the why of Draco's actions. 'Well, this is good you're even calling him Draco in your head now.' Rubbing her temples she sighed quietly. Things were getting far, far to complicated. Draco turned back and looked at her as he knocked on the door.

"Enter." Called a cold voice from within. Draco pushed open the door just enough to stick in his head, saying, "Good evening, Professor, I just came by to dropping off Miss Weasly here. We had a bit of an accident on the stairs and she needed to be taken to the hospital wing. Madame Pomfrey insisted we both stay so she could make sure we were fine. My ears only just stopped smoking from that vile Pepper-up potion." He added seeing that the Professor wasn't quite convinced by his story.

"Anyway, here she is." Ginny stared at Draco's back. 'Say thank you, say it you dolt, he just saved your butt from Snape!' However the words seemed to have been lost on the way, because instead she said, "Why?" A small almost sad smile crept onto his face. That smile was really getting to her, the most she'd ever seen his features change was into a smirk or a sneer.

"Maybe I just want to turn over a new leaf." Then as he swung open the door for her and walked away.

As Ginny entered the classroom all eyes were on her. Professor crooked one finger at her. Meekly she walked up to his desk.

"I'll not give you a detention this time, girl, but I will deduct ten points from Gryfindor. Now sit before I change my mind. Oh, one more thing, I do expect you to finish the assignment on time." Ginny hurried to a seat next to Colin. He slid her a piece of parchment across to her. It was the assignment for class. She looked up at the board and realized the instructions had been taken down and threw a thankfull look at Colin. As she began making the potion Colin slid her another note. 'What was that all about?' She shrugged 'I don't know. I was stuck in the invisible stair, and he, well, got me out and made up that excuse. It's all very strange.'

Just then a vioce called, "Miss Weasly, please concentrate on the task ahead of you, you only have five minutes remaining." Ginny sighed heavily and started her potion. After the class had ended Professor Snape called her up to his desk again.

"You will serve your detentions starting tomorrow with me. You will be cleaning cauldrons, and vials, as well as fixing potions so that they are usable, mainly Longbottom's, however. You will not touch anything in my office. You may go."

Ginny sighed, "Yes, sir." Walking out of the classroom she found Colin waiting for her.

What really happened Ginny?" Colin asked.

Ginny sighed again. "Ok, I woke up really late this morning and I really frazzled so when I was running down the stairs I forgot about the vanishing one, and I got stuck. Then Draco showed up an pulled me out, picked up all of my books, carried them to class and got me out of a detention. And ... that's it ..." she finished shrugging. Colin nodded uncertainly.

"Ok, I geuss, well, we had better hurry. Transfiguration's next, and she's no better than Snape about being late." He replied. Ginny nodded in agreement. Someone tapped her on the shoulder. Knowing who it was before she even turned around she asked, "What do you want, Draco?" turning to face him. The usual smirk once again played on his face.

"Perceptive of you. How did you know it was me?" he questioned.

Ginny shrugged, "Lucky geuss, and you seem to show up where ever I am, what do you want?" Crossing her arms she faced him fully. "Just to talk to you" looking pointedly at Colin "alone." Ginny grumblesd and asked Colin to save her a seat in Transfiguration. Looking back at Draco she waited, tapping her foot impatiently.

"I just wanted to apologise." She stared at him blankly.

"For what, exactly?" This was getting more and more tangled.

"For, well, for everything, and I know that apologising isn't enough, but I'd like to try to make it up to you sometime." Ginny was shocked speachless. Draco Malfoy wanted to 'make it up to her'? All she could think of to say was, "O--K..." He grinned happily. A faily nice look for him! Then she realised what was so mysterious about the whole thing, Draco Malfoy was HAPPY, Draco had never been happy before. Ever!!

"Just as friends of course!" he added quickly. 'Better not push it too far' "IF that's ok with you?" A part of her felt a bit disappointed at his words and another sighed with relief.

"Sure, fine." she blinked.

"Great, how about next Hogsmeade trip?" she nodded thoughtfully. He smiled and walked away with a small wave.

Yes I know bad ending but I couldn't think of anything better, my brain needs time to restart. It'll get better, I hope...