Draco couldn't sleep. Why would he ever want to be the Weasel? Really, it would make more sense if he wanted to be Potter! But sure enough, when he had looked into the mirror, he had seen not himself, but Weasely himself, with an oddly angular face. The ugly twerp couldn't even make the angles on his chin look good painfully handsome, either...
And why on earth would he want to be Ginny's brother? The annoying girl had such a high voice that his ears started bleeding every time he got near her! To live with that... well, he didn't have to.
Perhaps it was a prank? The little high voiced pip squeak was awfully
clever. And beautiful. Oh, if only he could hold her close to him, if only he could make her his forever! Why he would–
"Draco?"
Oh god! That was her!
"Y-yes?"
"Oh, I was wondering if you..." her voice became low and suggestive, it would have sounded pathetic had he not– "drank all your pumpkin juice tonight."
"Yes, I did..."
"Oh, good, then I'll just leave"
"No! No, please don't. Stay awhile."
"Alright."
She crossed the room over to his bed and sat on the edge of it. He propped himself up on the headboard, trying desperately to look casual.
"Soooo..."
"Oh, Draco, I can't stand this any longer! Oh, please, Draco!"
His blond head suddenly jerked up, shocked and hopeful.
"Oh, Draco, what did you see in the mirror of erised?"
His shoulders slumped. "And just why should I tell you?"
She ran her hand over his face and smiled at him
"I saw myself as Ronald Weasely!" he looked shocked at what he had said.
She looked taken aback. "Oh. Oh, well...right...um...g'night, then."
"G-g'night"
Ronald Weasely! Her brother! How on earth did this happen?! he has to live with me, for Christ's sake! Ginny took a deep breath and sighed.
well, at least I won't have to use that forgetting spell, he'll be so embarrassed, we can just pretend it never happened!