A/n: sorry it's taken SOOOO long to write more for this fic…jeez, it's been a while since I've written anything.  I'm really sorry about the delay.  I hope you like this chapter though!  Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.  Now on with the fic.

*********Ginny's POV*********

            Ugh!  I can't believe him!  To think that he's been tormenting me for weeks now!  He can't even say "sorry" when he knocks you over!  I thought angrily, having just had another encounter with Draco.

            "Hi Gin." Harry said, smiling.  He'd been saying hi more often lately, but it's not like I have a crush on him anymore.  I got over him years ago.  After all, he did ignore me for years.  But I guess we're still friends…

            "Hey Harry." I replied, trying to smile some.  I guess it passed because he went back to his chess game with Ron.

            "Ginny, where have you been?  You haven't been talking to a boy have you?" Ron asked, looking upset by the very idea.  It's not like he'd notice anything out.  Stupid git.  He doesn't even notice when I'm upset or need to talk to someone.  He just goes on like nothing happened unless he suspects a guy.

            "No, I just stopped by the library on the way here.  I had to pick up a book for Herbology homework." I lied, giving him my best 'sweet, innocent little Ginny' look.  He obviously fell for it because he just ignored me and turned back to his game with Harry.

            Sighing softly, I went up to the dorms, wondering if I would ever have anyone who truly cared about me and my problems.  Nobody took the time out to do anything for me….not since that little boy so many years ago.  I bet he doesn't even remember me….that little boy who played with me and saved me from that man years ago….

*********Draco's POV********

            "Drakie!  Why are you avoiding me?" Pansy's annoying voice rang out, trying to get my attention by pushing herself up against me.  Merlin!  She's so annoying!

            "Because I don't want to be around you.  Would you leave me alone?"  I growled, giving her a cold glare.  She backed off, but pouted and fluttered her eyes in a way I guess is supposed to be attractive…why girls do that is beyond me…it looks stupid.

            "But Drakie! How can you say that?  I know that you and me are going to get married one day!" she gushed, trying to look attractive.

            "Leave me alone, Parkinson!" I growled, my lip curling up in disgust at her attempts to look attractive and make me think her pretty.  Jeez, the only thing she wants from me is money!  And she doesn't even know when to leave me alone!

            "But Drakie…" she started, but I cut her off by standing abruptly, giving her a cold glare and walking off to my dorms.  It's not like she or any of my so-called friends care about me.  Nobody has ever cared about me.  My father just beats me, my mother doesn't care, and my "friends" wont be my friends were I to loose my money…but it's not like that will happen.

            They all expect me to become a death eater.  They don't even try to get to know me…but that one girl…years ago…she got to know me.  She played with me.  She didn't care that I was different.  She's probably a muggle though. 

            I wish that I'd see her again.  But she probably doesn't even remember me.  We were so young at the time…and she had so much energy and life.  Like the sun.  I hope she's well, even if she can't remember me….

*********Pansy's POV********

            "Draco's acting strange, don't you think, girls?" I asked, looking at the girls in Draco's fan club.  They nodded in agreement.

            "I bet he's found another girl.  Maybe one that he can't charm." One girl spoke up, her voice full of venom.

            "Rachel!  You know that any girl would just faint to hear him talk to them, let alone if he liked her.  Maybe Potter has something to do with his behavior.  You know how they always seem to be in a rivalry."  Another said, looking around to see if the rest of us girls agreed.  Many nodded in agreement.

            "Someone should cheer him up." Rachel said.  "Of course, I'll volunteer.  I might be able to get something out of him at least."  She looked smug when she said this, she had managed to get something out of him once, but I don't think he'll slip up like that ever again.

            "Hush Rachel.  You too Danielle.  You know that he's not going to react like this if it was just the same old Potter thing." I said, annoyed.  "It's obviously something more serious…"

            "Maybe someone told him he should not get the dark mark."  A soft spoken, little third year Slytherin said.  A few girls gasped at the thought.  After all, it's a well known fact that Draco has been in training  for becoming a death eater for his whole life.  Such a thought would never even cross his mind!

            "That may be it…but I don't think he'd react quite so strongly.  Maybe his father has cut him off from his money until he gets the dark mark." I said, thoughtfully.  After all, he's known for his money.  If he got cut off, he might be devastated.

            "I'll go see if he got cut off from his money.  Of course, we'll have to be discreet in our findings, ladies.  After all, if he knew that we've figured out what's bothering him, he may be upset."  I said, getting nods of agreement from the girls.  We then adjourned our meeting for the night.

            Walking back to my dorm, I couldn't help but think that Draco might not have any of the problems we suggested.  I mean, he probably doesn't have any serious problems, but he might have a few that are just a tad more than what we suggested.  We all know that he's going to be a death eater, so I'm not worried about that, but perhaps he's got problems that we don't know about…

********Ron's POV*******

            "Herm!  Ginny's been acting strange!  She's been walking up to her room and going the long way to her classes.  I think she's got a boyfriend." I said, growling in anger.  My sister can NOT be dating!  She's too young!  She's just a baby and she's defenseless!  She'll get hurt!

            "Ron, she's not a child.  She's only a year younger than we are.  Stop treating her like a child."  Herm said, seeming annoyed.  I mean, all I did was interrupt her homework…but it's not like she wont get done.  And she has plenty of time.  Besides, this is important.

            "Herm, she's just a child. And she can't defend herself!  I know how boys think and she is NOT going to be dating!" I said, trying to control my temper.  Herm was supposed to agree with me.

            "Am I right Harry?" I asked, looking to him to side with me.

            "I'm not going to get involved in this.  I don't want to take sides." He said, trying to hold peace with both of us.

            "Ron, she's a sixth year and seventeen years old!  She's not a child anymore."  Herm said, looking at me with disgust.

            "But Herm, she's so innocent!  And teenaged boys will take advantage of her!  She can't date until she's married!"  I said, determined for her to see it my way.

            "Ron…how can she marry if she can't date?  How is she supposed to pick a good guy if she doesn't date him and get to know him first?" she asked, looking at me like I was crazy.

            "She'll have an arranged marriage!" I said, grinning at Herm, knowing that I won this one.

            "Ron, it's not the middle ages.  She's not a child.  She can date and pick her own boyfriends.  Let her live and make her own mistakes."  She countered.

            "But Herm!  I'm worried about her." I said.

            "Ron, did you ever think that she might not want you to worry about her?  She's barely underage.  She's not a child anymore and her hexes are better than yours.  It's not like she can't defend herself."  Herm said, giving me a pointed look that made it clear that this discussion was over.  Signing I retired to my dorm.

A/n: well, what do you think?  Sorry it's taken so long to update.  I finally got another chapter done though.  Hope to have the next one out soon.  I had to put in a few other point of views in this one.  They just fit.  Well, R&R and tell me what you think.  Thanks.