(A/N) First off I just want to thank everyone who left me reviews you are all great.

Secondly:To the person who asked about the rating, I just rated it that just in case. To be truthful I don't know what is going to happen so I didn't know what to rate. I can promise it won't get any higher unless it has to do with cursing.

Thirdly: After looking over one of the reviews that really critiqued my writing I think I might go back and change some chapters, I don't know yet and if I do I will let you all know so you can check them out if you want.

I don't own Harry Potter, I don't own his friends or his enemies. I also don't own his firebolt or any other belonging that is near or dear to his heart. However I got an A on my psychology test so for the time being I am pretty damn happy.

Chapter 9: Pansy

It was the day after Ginny had helped Draco with his astronomy homework. She had just woken up from one of the best nights of sleep she had experienced in a long time. She stretched out her arms yawning, remembering last night. That can't possibly have actually happened, she thought. Draco and I laying beside each other, talking about our lives. Sure she and Draco had started to get along, but actually sharing private thoughts with each other, that was new.

She started to get out of bed and was rummaging around in he trunk when she ran across the present her mother had slipped in her pocket right before she got on the train. It was a small box wrapped in shiny scarlet paper. Ginny carefully pulled the paper off, trying not to rip it. She opened the box and it immediately started to grow bigger. Ginny sat it on her bed while waiting for it to finish growing.

Once the box had stopped growing she looked inside. The box was filled with different types of make up and hair products, and everything and anything a young teen witch would need to beautify herself. Nudged in the corner of the box Ginny noticed a card.

My dearest Ginny,

This is a big year for you. It's your last year of school with your older brother, and all though you don't know it yet you are going to be challenged more this year than your other class mates. I believe in you. I hope that you have fun this year and have fun with the contents of this box. You have grown into a beautiful young lady, it's time for you to show the world that.

Best wishes, good luck and all my love

Mom

Ginny put the card down, tears welling up in her eyes. She was so touched, and not even by the present the card its self was beautiful. She picked the card back up and stuck it into the box. Then she tucked the box back into her trunk and decided to leave the contents to play with another day.

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Draco hadn't slept well that night. He just kept thinking about her, that girl who made his heart flutter. He was a Malfoy he wasn't suppose to have a heart. Isn't that what his father always taught him.

"You're father is crazy." he said to himself. "So are you, you are talking to your self."

Draco cast a look at himself in the mirror. He looked the same as he always had, so how could he be having feelings for a mudblood lover? A Weasley? He couldn't stand her brothers, the whole lot of them were unruly and wild. Yet, there was something about her. Something about the way she wasn't scared of him. She didn't censor what she said around him. Somehow when she was around he said stuff he wouldn't even think normally.

"I bet she cast some spell on me." he said looking at himself again in the mirror. "I can't like her, she's a Weasley."

He ran his fingers through his hair, he had made a decision. No more nice guy. No more, it was too dangerous. He might start to care, and caring was a sure way to end up in trouble.

"She's only a little Weasel anyway." Draco said laughing. For some reason though he didn't get as much joy out of saying that as he use to.

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"Where were you last night?" Hermione asked Ginny at lunch.

"Oh you know potions." Ginny said grabbing a sandwich from the plate in front of her and taking a bite.

"No I mean after that, I was waiting for you, I thought we could talk." Hermione replied looking over to Ginny.

"Oh, just wandering around the castle, seeing if I could find any hidden rooms." Ginny said not quite meeting Hermione's eyes.

She didn't know why she felt the need to lie. She just felt that if she told anyone then it would have all been a dream.

"Oh well, it's just that Ron's birthday is coming up and I wanted to get him something really special, and I don't know what to get." Hermione replied glancing around to make sure Ron wasn't near by.

"You know Ron, get him something edible or something to do with the Canon's and he's happy." Ginny said adding some chips to her plate.

"I know, I just wanted to get him something really special." Hermione sad sighing.

"Ok, um, let me think." Ginny replied concentrating. "Well I know that he has always wanted to actually see the Canon's play but you know how we are with money."

"You are a genius, I could totally buy us some tickets for this summer." Hermione said hugging Ginny.

"Anything I can do to help." Ginny replied as she got up to leave. "Anyway, I have to get to class. See you later."

Ginny walked away feeling disappointed. She had hoped Hermione wanted to talk to her about girl stuff, or what ever it is girls talk about. Instead she just wanted to find out what to get her brother for his birthday.

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"Hey Pansy," Draco said as he sat next to her at dinner that evening.

"I'm not talking to you." Pansy replied angrily as she turned to face away from him.

"Oh come on Pansy, you aren't still mad about what happened the other night?" Draco asked putting his arm around her waist and blowing lightly on the back of her neck.

"Well when you put it that way," Pansy replied turning back around, her face just inches away from his.

"Pansy why don't you come to my room tonight?" Draco asked as he leaned in a little father.

"I'd love to." Pansy replied as she touched her lips to his and kissed him deeply.

After a moment Draco pulled away, his eyes swept the room and locked on Ginny's. He looked at Ginny, smirked and turned back to Pansy.

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Ginny saw this display from across the room and instantly felt sick to her stomach. She hadn't expected that. Pansy? Seriously Pansy? Her eyes locked with Draco's right before he gave her a smirk as if to say what are you going to do about. Ginny abruptly got up from her seat and walked out of the Great Hall.

Was she upset? No that wouldn't be possible. Draco was only a friend. Right?

Ginny thought about it for a moment and then it hit her: she hadn't opened up to anyone like she had to him in a long time. In fact the last time was Tom.

Ginny stopped dead in her tracks. She hadn't thought about what happened her first year in a while. She had blocked most of it out of her head.

"Tom." she whispered under her breath. "I wonder if Draco is up to something."

That couldn't be it. What would Draco get out of befriending her?

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Draco spent an hour with Pansy before she finally left.

"Thank Merlin." Draco sighed leaning on his door. "What am I doing?"

Draco hadn't planned on kissing Pansy, he hadn't planed on inviting her to his room. He hadn't been thinking lately at all. Liking Pansy was allowed though. He could like Pansy with out anyone wondering. The problem was he didn't actually like Pansy. She irked him. The way she talked, the way she walked, the way she said his name like he was the best guy in the world. How could someone feel that way, he didn't even like himself that much.

"What am I doing?" Draco asked himself again as he got ready for bed.

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