A/N: awww... 3 people reviewed my fic on the first day! Wow! I'm so happy! Reviews just

make me...uhhh...happy. I love you guys! And...oh, silly me...I forgot the disclaimer in the first 2

chappies...so, here goes!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter...although I wish I did...sigh it all belongs to the fab (x a

gazillion) J.K Rowling...and yeah, if I did own Harry potter, Draco& Ginny would be together

forever and ever and ever and ever...

Fine, fine...on with the story!

oh, and P.S.

if you read the time gin wrote the diary entries, i think you'll find it funnier. ,

Chapter 3

Thursday, September 11

Gryff Common Room

9:30 PM

Whoa...all the professors are appointing us tons of homework... urgh... this sucks...

and Snape... what is wrong with him?! He's got a friggin pole up his ass.

Come on...giving me detention last night just for calling him a greasy old git who needs to wash

his hair wasn't so bad.

Right?

And he made me polish all the trophies in the trophy room.

Stupid bat.

Well, I must start on my Transfiguration essay...which is due tomorrow. Argh... 2 feet to go...

Yippee.

Friday, September 12

Dorm

6:27 PM

Thank God it's Friday...I don't think I can stare at another page of our Herbology book. (which

was all I did during my free periods) But now that I have the time, I'm going to write aaaaaaaall

about my week.

I spent most of our classes with Slytherin studying Malf-Draco.

I actually noticed lots of things about him.

Like how he rubs his temples every time he's deep in thought...

Or how he can make Pansy shut up just by glaring at her.

That is quite a useful talent. No one else has the ability to make her shut up.

Ergh... now I'm acting like a stalker.

He's just a fling, He's just a fling, He's just a fling-

Oh...I hope not, I hope not, I hope not...

Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now I don't know what I want!

Okay, this topic is closed... moving on to another one...

Oh my God...

I just remembered! Tomorrow! Saturday! Draco! 3 Broomsticks! Hogsmeade!!!!!!!!!!

Am I really going???

This is a BIG decision...

But then, I already thought about it haven't I? I've already bloody written it down here...

Yeah... what did I write again? Let's see... Oh yeah.

'It's not like he'll last anyway.'

Fine, I'll go. Because then, I have something to annoy Helen about.

I know she has a crush on Draco.

Teehee...

6:50 PM

Argh... I wasn't even able to write about my week...

Well, besides getting top marks in my potions essay ha! Beat that Ron! , and accidentally

burning Dean's chunk of wood during transfiguration

oh yeah... and that bloody detention-

this week was... uneventful. All I did was study. sigh I really do need a break.

Oopsies...gotta go. Dinner in a bit!

Ciao!

Wait... I'm not even talking to any one.

This just goes to show how the excessive amount of home work is making me nutters.

7:45

It really is beautiful here by the lake. The sky is marvie! Then the scenery here looks gorgeous...

the lake could basically be considered peaceful if the giant squid doesn't go trashing around

every 10 minutes.

It gave me quite a fright when it first happened.

I wonder why they even keep a giant squid in Hogwarts.

But then, they keep fluffy too don't they?

Hey... someone's coming!

Why is it that every time I find some time for myself, someone else comes along and ruins my

'quality time with me'?

Ah, well. That's life.

Dorm

9:30 PM

It was Draco.

He was the one who ruined my 'quality time with me'.

Not that I'm complaining.

I was really surprised at first because... well I didn't know he hung around the lake after dinner.

He was pretty surprised bout me being there too because he said

"Weasley? What are you doing here?"

I looked at him bemusedly.

"So we're back to Weasley now?" Well, I was confused and a little hurt but I couldn't help but

feel amused when he went, "Sorry, Virginia."

Letting my name roll off his tongue real slowly.

I couldn't help but shudder.

Was it the cold?

Or how he said my name?

Stupid Draco.

Why does he make me think so much???

Anyway, he just leaned against the tree, arms crossed, smirking at me. Probably waiting for a

reply.

I probably looked really idiotic there, just staring up at him from my position on the ground.

"Why don't you sit down?" I suddenly asked him. He looked hesitant at first but resolved to

squat down beside me.

"So, what are you doing here?" I asked gaily, trying to start a pleasant conversation.

"Nothing."

"Come on ferret. You can tell me."

"So its back to ferret now?"

"Well, you only told me not to call you Malfoy. You didn't tell me not to call you ferret."

"Call me Draco then."

"Fine. So, what are you doing here, Draco?" I repeated.

"Nothing." He said bluntly.

"If you didn't want to tell me Draco, you should have just said so. No need to lie."

"I come here to think okay? See? I didn't lie. That should please your stubborn little ass."

"Hey! I'm not stubborn! Really now. I'm just trying to speak to you with out actually insulting

you and you just call me stubborn!"

"So calling me 'ferret' isn't insulting at all?" He cocked an eyebrow at me.

"That's not insulting."

"Yeah, sure. Why don't you define 'insulting' for me?"

How do I define insulting?

"I dunno... but I don't think Snape shouldn't have gotten mad when I told him he was

a greasy old git who needed to wash his hair. I was just giving him some advice which he

needed to put into action."

Wow. That sentence was impressive. Did I really say that?

Yeah. I did.

He laughed. He has a good laugh actually.

"You called him that? You must have gotten detention."

I made a face. "Well... yeah. It sucked. Why did I have to clean the trophy room?

They let a student clean it every month anyway."

He smiled. A really nice smile.

Okay... a great smile.

Did I mentioned he looked hotter this way?

"So... you come here to... 'think' often?" I asked him.

He seemed to be struggling about whether he should tell me about it or not. a/n:

btw... Kevin Clark is super hot...wink

"Well... when my father died I just needed time to think about everything. Alone."

"Er... I'm sorry if I'm disrupting your 'thinking time'."

"You're not disrupting anything at all." He answered quietly.

You know, this was definitely a photo op.

He stared at each other's eyes. I would have said 'we gazed at each other' but I don't think

Draco's the type who "gazes".

He leaned over and for a second there I thought he was going to

kiss me. But he just said, "See you tomorrow."

"Er... okay."

Then he left. What did he think he was doing? Huh? Stupid git. He should have just kissed me.

Wait... what am I saying?!

Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What has Malfoy done to?! I'm going crazy!!!

Well he is a fairly good kisser.

Okay, a really, really, really super, duper good kisser.

Wow.

I didn't know that Malfoy kissing you could result to insanity.

A/N:

to my precious reviewers...

i love you guys soooo much!

teira.cassie- umm...here's more. ,

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story. he's not a heartless playgirl after all. wink more like the slytherin king.

next up... the date!!! , well... i'm almost done with it. ,