((thank you all fore reviewing! I'm sorry, as I havn't updated this story fore a very, very. very long time, but my house burnt down, and with it, my computer, sooo... and by the way, the schools name is switched to Rosendal, because I've gotten some comments about the name (Aasgaard) because of the nazi use of the work... well, here's chapter 4! enjoy!))
Chapter 3
Ginny sat down on on her bed, great, I'm supposed to celebrate right now, not the opposite.
'Your feeth are on my side of the room Weasley...' Malfoy walked into the room, followed by three, HUGE levitading trunks.
Ginny glared at him, 'You're side of the room?!'
He smirked, 'Yes, Weasel. As a Malfoy I deserve the biggest area of this room!' he said, dead serious. 'Not in this house, Malfoy' she laid down on the bed, and streched her arms behind her head. 'In this house, we treat dirt like dirt.'
He didn't react, as he levitated his trunks to land at the end of Hermione's...his bed.
'Credulo Mondu!'
His clothes flew out of the trunks and into the closet, perfectly folded.
Ginny had to use her selfcontrol to stop herself from smiling.
'Draco Malfoy, 'King of Slytherin' can do a household spell...' she said, smirking instead.
'Yeah Weasel, and you obviously can't...' he looked at her bed, who was floathing with clothes, books and other gagets.
'Oo... you're starting to sound like my mum,' she exclaimed, her voice was filled sarcasm.
'Your mother, Weasel, sounds like every other, descent woman then...' he sat down on his bed and leaned against the wall.
She gaped, he hadn't insulted her mum... That had to be the first time he'd ever mentioned her without insulting her.
'What?' He looked slightly confused at her, but covered it up quickly, 'Of course, even a Weasley can't resist the devilish charm of a good-looking, rich, ambitious and powerful Malfoy...'
'Yeah, right! I'm speechless...' she answered, yawning.
'The Malfoy's are known fore their charm and good looks! Even Dumbledork got charmed... Well, he wouldn't had let me go on this trip to Rosendahl, if I hadn't had this kind of inteligense we Malfoy's are born with...' he smirked.
'Are you the one that's going to Rosendahl with me?' Ginny stared at him.
'Yeah, I'm the one who's going to Rosendahl with -' he stopped. staring back at her.
'You're the second exchange student?'