Chapter 3- The Feast
(After the sorting ceremony.) "Welcome back for a wonderful year of fun and learning here at Hogwarts. I am pleased to introduce our new defence against the dark arts teacher, Proffessor Jane. She will be our first fe-male DADA teacher, and hopefully she'll last longer than a year." A smile spread across his face. "Also, I am pleased to inform you that we will have new living arrangements. There will be a list of who your new room-mates are outside. We may have put you with someone you prefer not to be with, but you'll have to work through it. We're not changing anyone's room mate."
"Oh great. How much do you want to bet that one of us is with Malfoy?" said Ron
"I just hope it's not me." replied Ginny, "That would be horrible."
"Tell me about it Ginny." said Mya.
"Harry, what's wrong?"
"Ginny, can I talk to you for a moment? Alone?"
"Sure, but you have to wait till after dinner."
"Okay."
After Dinner
"Let's go see who we're with." said Ginny.
"Can I talk to you first Gin?"
"Sure, Mya, you and Ron go ahead and look. I'll be right there."
"Okay." Harry and Ginny walked over to the corner.
"What Harry?"
"I wanted to ask you, this is going to sound so dorky, but, will you be my girlfriend?"
"Of course Harry, I've been waiting for the day."
"Now, next, here, wear my ring. For good luck."
"Ok, thank you Harry." They walked over to see who they were with. After they all looked they met on the other side of the crowd.
"I'm with Lavendor." said Mya.
"I'm with Colin." said Harry.
"I'm with Neville." said Ron. "Good, none of us is with Malfoy."
"I wouldn't be so sure." said Ginny with clenched teeth.
"You don't mean-"
"Yes. A whole school year with Draco Malfoy."
"Oh Ginny. I feel so sorry for you." said Mya.
Their room
"So I'm stuck with the mini-weasel. What a great summer this'll be."
"I'm not exactly thrilled to be stuck with you either Malfoy."
"Maybe if you shut up and stay out of my way I'll last through the summer. Just wait till my dad hears about this. He'll fix this."
"Shut up and stop wining. I knew this would be a living nightmare. You're always wining to your dad about everything like a baby. I know I'm not going to last a whole summer with a winey baby like you."
"I don't wine. I just tell factual information."
"Yeah, and Santa Claus eats deer meat."
"what's that supposed to mean?"
"It just means that the likely hood of you telling factual information is as likely as Santa Claus eating deer meat."
"Yeah, okay. I have to go now."
"Don't forget to wine to your two goons for friends about how horrible I am." yelled Ginny after him.
"I don't wine Weasel! I'll get you for saying that." Harry walked in.
"What was that about?"
"I told him about how he always wines, and he tried to deny it."
"Just like him. Anyways, are you ready to go?"
"Yeah. Let's go." They walked out to go on their first official date. When they got back Draco was asleep on his bed. "You can't come in Harry. He's in here a sleep. You have to go."
"Okay." they kissed and he left.