A/n: Hello sorry I haven't updated in awhile exams and all but the good news is PoA is out today YAY! But it's not out here in Jamaica until Wednesday (June 9th) but my friends and I have plans to see it. ON WITH THE STORY!!!

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Chapter 6- The Quidditch Match.

It was Friday and Ginny was in Potions failing the test.

What the hell do I do with a Bezore? ... Wait is it even in this potion

Ginny was freaked and the fact of the matter was she needed potions to become a healer, or else she would drop it. She had passed O.W.L level potions with ease but for some reason she couldn't concentrate on school anymore.

Damn Malfoy, why couldn't he hate me like he use to? ... Shit!

Ginny had knocked over a vial of ink on to the floor.

"Miss. Weasley, if you would refrain from destroying my floors I would much appreciate it" Snape said coldly looking up from his papers.

"Sorry, Sir" Ginny said quietly.

She ducked under her desk and began to clean up the mess. The bell rang and in a scraping chairs everyone left. Linda, Ginny's best friend, offered to wait but Ginny told her to go as they had lunch now so she wouldn't be missing anything. Linda shrugged flicked a honey coloured streak over her shoulder and left.

She, Ginny, was under the desk when Snape left the class ever so abruptly. She was alone in the potions lab. Just then the door opened and a pair of well-polished shoes walked in, they turned as if looking for someone, then they stopped facing Snape's desk.

"Where the fuck is he? He asked to see me and then he disappears" the voice cursed.

Ginny quickly got off of her hands and Knees quietly. Trying and hoping the person wouldn't see her. She piled up her books silently and turned to leave.

"Weasley! What are you doing here?"

"Leaving" She said coldly.

"Where's Snape?" Draco asked ignoring Ginny's harsh tones.

"Not here obviously, he left a few minutes ago" She turned to leave.

"Have I done something to offend you in someway"

"Hhhhmmm, Snap at me, mock me, make a total and utter fool of me then when I ask you what's wrong tell me I'm too stupid to comprehend and that I'm a fake... No Malfoy you've done nothing to offend... have a nice weekend see you Monday at 6 sharp, don't be late"

She left closing the door with a loud snap and unknown to Draco tears in her eyes.

Pull yourself together Gin, you've known Malfoy was a Jackass since he was 12 what makes him any different now – 5 yrs – besides that

Ginny really needed to stop talking to herself. She wiped her eyes and headed for the Greathall.

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It was Saturday. The first Quidditch Match was upon them. Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.

Three quarters of the Greathall were decked out in Red and Gold. The other quarter was in Green and Silver. Out of the whole school there were only Four people not eating. Harry, Ron and Ginny sat at the Gryffindor table getting alternate pats on the back from well-wishers and passers by.

"Come on Harry eat something" Hermione pleaded.

"Hermione, if you don't take that toast out of my face you WILL lose your hand"

"Fine" Hermione put the toast back down on her plate.

Ron was drinking a cup of tea but hardly any made it to his mouth as his hands were shaking sadistically. Ginny had hair in her face and her hands covering her eyes. Someone tapped her on the back.

"What?"

"Gin, you ok?"

"Dean do the words. NOT in the mood mean any thing to you"

Dean walked off mumbling something about 'P.M.S'

Ginny laughed to herself Dean you have no idea She let her fall on to the table.

Draco was across the Greathall rolling a grape along his plate with Blaise avidly talking in the background.

"- and Pansy said that Theodore said that Crabbe said that I liked the pink ones which is so not true 'cause I liked the baby pink ones'

Draco began to rub his temples "Blaise" he said through gritted teeth.

"Yes"

He put a finger on her lips "ssssssssssshhhhhhhhhh"

Blaise nodded and put a spoonful of cornflakes in mouth.

Draco saw the seven Gryffindors simultaneously get up and leave, Ginny included. The Great Hall broke out into applause. Harry looking nervous but determined, Ron was shaking for head to toe and Ginny looked distracted. She scanned the Great Hall and Brown locked with Grey.

Ginny quickly looked away and pulled her hair back into a ponytail, as they left. She walked over to Dean as they walked over the green lawns.

"Dean, I'm sorry about back there I wasn't feeling well"

"Aah, think nothing of it... I actually had something to ask you" Dean stopped walking.

"What?" she stopped too. The rest of the team hadn't noticed the missing chasers.

"Well... um... do you want to go to the Halloween? With me?"

Ginny was taken aback "Um... well"

"It's ok you don't have to answer now"

"Thanks, I'll tell you by the end of today"

"Ok" She and Dean jogged to catch up with the team. They changed and waited for Harry to talk. .............................

Draco's team reached their changing room about 5 minutes after Harry's team had reached theirs. Draco had seen Ginny and Dean having their little conversation.

I wonder what that was about

Draco shook himself.

No I don't, I don't care

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The majority of the crowd cheered as the Gryffindors walked on to the field. Even some of the Slytherin girls cheered (mainly for Harry, Ron, Dean and Seamus) but at least they cheered.

There was tremendous applause as the Slytherin team made their way onto the field. It wasn't as loud as the Gryffindors' but it was something. Draco raised his hand and waved at his house and the applause grew. Then he brought down his hand in a swift slicing motion across his neck and there was silence.

"Showoff" Harry commented so only his team could hear. They nodded in agreement.

Madam Hooch stepped on to the field carrying the crate of balls. She placed it on the ground at the feet of both captains and kicked it open. The bludgers flew out, followed by the snitch that made a lap around each seekers head and then flew away.

"Captains, Shake hands" Madam Hooch announced.

Harry and Draco stepped up and shook hands briefly. The less contact the better, they both thought. Both walked back to their teams.

"Mount your Brooms"

14 legs swung over their brooms.

"On my whistle, 2, 3..."

The shrill cry of the whistle rang through the stadium. The school cheered as the rose into the air. Madam Hooch threw Quaffle in the air. Ginny caught it and streaked to the Slytherin goals. She was almost unseated by a bludger sent by Crabbe but it didn't stop her. She rocketed towards the Slytherin goals and threw the Quaffle through the center hoop. The crowd went wild.

Harry and Draco were above the action searching for the snitch but Draco seemed distracted.

"Malfoy, why do you keep staring at Ginny?"

"None of your business, Potter"

"Ginny is like my sister of course it's my business"

"Bite me Potter"

Just then Goyle sent another bludger towards Ginny who had control of the Quaffle again. It hit her, causing her to let it go. Blaise swooped under her for it but Dean caught it and sped off.
Draco dived to Goyle and Harry went to assist Ginny.

"You ok?"

"Fine" She tried to rotate her arm but it hurt "FUCK!"

"Come here" Harry flew right up to her and took both hands off of his broom. This was something Harry made sure this was something his whole team could do. He took Ginny's shoulder and upper arm in his hands. She braced herself for pain. Harry Snapped her shoulder back into place. Ginny screamed and cursed fluently.

"Sorry but I had to do it manually"

"It's... ok' She breathed through the pain.

"Hold the broom with your hurt arm catch with the other one, the game will be over soon" he gave a cocky smile.

"Not if you don't get back up there" He gave her a brotherly kiss on the cheek and flew off. Ginny got back to the game.

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Draco flew to Goyle with such a big smile, Goyle thought he was in for the praises of a lifetime but when Draco reached him the smile dropped an dhe spoke in a low growl.

"If you send one more bludger to her I'll hurt you"

"But- but" Goyle was flabbergasted.

"I'll- Hurt- you"

"But"

"You heard me"

Draco flew off leaving a very confused Goyle quite scared.

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It was 20 minutes into the game no sign of the snitch and Ginny's arms were on fire. The right was causing her so much pain, and the left... well with one bum arm she could still manage to keep up the score. With Dean and Seamus' help of course.

Finally, The snitch, the audience was on the edge as Harry and Draco went into a 60-foot dive. The score was Gryffindor 60, Slytherin 70 as Blaise had just scored against Ron.

There was a shrill blow of Madam Hooch's whistle but the stands were silent, both boys had hit the ground hard but neither had moved. The teams had landed and where crowding around their captains, whom still hadn't moved and just lay there eyes open.

Ginny found out there was a lot of pain involved in getting off a broom. There was a cough from one of the captains as the teachers made their way to the students. Draco groaned, rolled over and got up. He looked down at Harry.

"Get up Potter it's not that bad'

Harry coughed even though it came out more as a laugh. He raised his right hand and opened it revealing the snitch fluttering away. The school burst into a fit of grand applause mixed with laughter. McGonagall broke through the crowd of hugs to lead Harry to the infirmary. She had just sent Ginny over to wait by Draco who was sitting on a levitated stretcher while Madam Hooch checked for serious injury.

"Hey" She said trying to be nice, she sat down.

"Hey" He replied not looking at her. Madam Hooch placed a hand on Draco's ribcage and pushed down.

"Shit!" Draco exclaimed.

"Sorry, Mr. Malfoy. Well you seem to have a few broken ribs, nothing Madam Pomfrey can't fix, after a good nights rest and you Miss. Weasley felt the need to play with a disconnected shoulder and went and splintered it. So you'll have to spend the night with Poppy too."

Harry made his way over to the stretchers and immediately lay down on one the adrenaline had faded and now he was in pain.

"Mr. Malfoy please follow suit and lie down, Miss. Weasley should I call up a stretcher for you"

"No I can walk"

"I insis-"

"NO- I can walk"

Ginny wasn't in the mood to be treated like a handicap. She got off of the stretcher so Draco could lie down and began walking.

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After being checked, bandaged and criticized by Madam Pomfrey. The 3 Quiddtich players were left alone. Ginny had been forced to lie down against her will. Harry was asleep in the bed next to her and Draco was across from her.

"Ginny?"

"My name?"

"What exactly did I do?"

she sighed "Draco, you have done nothing"

"Then what was all that in the potions lab?"

"Nothing"

"Riight, I'm sure it was" he said sacrcastically.

"You should be... oh and I'm canceling class on Monday"

"Why?"

"That is none of your business"

"Well I have a right to know why I'll be stuck with Blaise"

"Don't you like... I mean isn't she your girlfriend?"

"Well yeah she's a girl and she's my... well she's a girl"

"Oh" Ginny rolled to the right "Shit"

"What?"

"I just rolled on my arm"

"Oh hush, I still deserve an answer to my question"

"And what question was that?" Ginny asked innocently.

"Why are you canceling on Monday?"

"Oh that I have to go to Hogsmeade with Hermione... topickupadressfortheball"

"To what?"

"Pick- up- a- dress- for – the- ball"

"Really who are you going with?"

"Dean"

"Who?"

"Dean Thomas"

"The Chaser?"

"Yep"

"Oh"

"Well goodnight Draco" Ginny was feeling quite uncomfortable.

"Night Ginny"

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