Chapter 3
The next morning Ginny woke up to her friend Kayla jumping up and down on the end of her bed.
"Gin-Gin! Hurry up and get up! You're going to be late!"
"Okay Kay!" Ginny laughed inwardly. 'Hehe! That rhymed.' "I'm up! I'm up!"
Ginny sat up and glanced around her eyelids drooping sleepily. After she had left the kitchens and come back upstairs it had been well past midnight. When she had finally come back to her dorm room she couldn't sleep because she had so many things on her mind. Needless to say, she was exhausted.
"So Ginny…Where did you go last night, hm?"
"What are you talking about?" She asked rhetorically.
"You know. I woke up around 11 and pulled back the sheets to get a drink. I lit the candle and then noticed that your hangings weren't pulled back and I know that you would never forget to do that. So I came over and looked at your bed and it was empty. I went back to bed after deciding that you could very well take care of yourself but I want to know what happened."
"Alright, alright. So do you promise not to tell anyone?"
"Of course!" She shouted indignantly.
"Are you positive?"
"Yes!"
"Okay so I went down to the kitchens and you aren't going to believe what happened!"
"What, what, what?"
"I got something…"
"Mmhmm?"
"To eat. Hahahahahaha! You should have seen your face it was priceless!"
"Oh really? So, you went down to the kitchens and were there for how long? Over an hour at least. And you eat so quick it amazes me so that means that you're lying because something must have happened down there to make you stay so long."
"You mean besides the fact that the house-elves decided to cook me the whole feast?"
"Yes."
"Well I might have had a run-in with someone."
"Oh who? Was it a boy? Was he hot?"
"Yes and yes."
"So who he?"
"Dracomalfoy." She mumbled quickly under her breath.
"Sorry? I could have sworn you just said Draco Malfoy!"
"That's because I did! Well don't want to be late so I'd better get ready." With that she launched herself into the bathroom. Her subtle way of trying to avoid a very disastrous conversation.
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Draco woke up and glanced around. Nobody else was here and that usually meant that he was late. 'Oh well no worries! I have Snape first thing this morning!' He slowly got up from his bed his sleepiness still with him.
After Ginny had left the kitchens Draco had just stayed in his seat and gazed at his food. That was until Dobby had come up to him anyway.
*FLASHBACK*
"Master Malfoy?" Dobby stood on his tippy-toes so that he could actually see Draco over the table.
"Yes?" Draco snapped.
"May Dobby give Master some advice?"
"Advice on what?" Draco again snapped beginning to get impatient.
"Advice on Miss Weezy of course sir!"
"Why would I need advice? I know how to win a girls heart! I have half of the school fawning over me as it is."
"Yes but Miss Weezy is different sir!"
"No really? Because I was sure that all the other girls could throw fire and light things just by looking at them! My mistake!" Draco said sarcastically.
"Dobby is sorry, sir. I will leave you alone now!" Dobby turned to leave.
"Dobby, wait!" Draco blushed slightly. "Well, um, do you think you could just amuse me and tell me how to impress Weasley? I mean, um, I could use a good laugh."
"Master doesn't need to lie to Dobby. Dobby will tell no one that he had fallen in love."
"What? Are you insane? I don't love her!"
"Of course Master. Well here is Dobby's advice. Don't be rude to her or her family."
"What? That's it? Don't make fun of her family? Ha! Like that's going to happen. Why on earth would I give up on a perfectly good opportunity to piss The Weasel off?"
"Because you want Miss Weezy! And she won't like you very much if you is insulting her family! Trust Dobby! He knows what he is talking about."
"Fine Dobby. I'll try. I'll be going to bed now. See you later."
*END FLASHBACK*
Draco let out a loud yawn and then headed to the bathroom. 'I'd better hurry Snape may like me but he won't be very pleased If I wait much longer.' After changing into his robes and brushing his hair back he took off at a dead run towards the dungeons. He sharply turned a corner and a second later was on his back. He looked up and glared. He saw a girl with long brown hair and golden eyes but he personally didn't care how good she looked. He looked down at her Gryffindor robe and openly sneered.
"Watch where you're going Gryff!" He snarled. He was about to tell the little wench off when another girl came running onto the scene.
"Oh Kayla! Are you alright?"
Draco threw his head into his hands. 'Oh great just what I need!'
"Yea Gin-Gin! I'm fine! Just an accident."
Ginny looked back and forth between the two seeming unsure.
"Well if you're sure." She said hesitantly.
"Yea come-on! Let's go. McGonagall's going to kill us!"
"Oh right." She hastily held out her hand to Kayla, which she quickly took and began to gather up her things. She then turned to Malfoy and offered her hand to him.
"Like I would want to get contaminated! I'm better off on the floor thanks!" Draco snarled. 'Oh God! Please tell me I did not just say that.' He thought. But from the hurt look that flashed across her face he knew that he had.
She turned around quickly and bent over to help Kay grab her last piece of parchment.
'Nice view!' Draco thought.
She stood back up, straightened her robes, grabbed Kay's arm, and then headed towards the transfiguration classroom.
'Oh shit! I'm going to be in so much trouble!' With that final thought he sprinted towards the direction of his potion's class.
He reached the door and hastily pulled it open.
"S-sorry Professor!" He panted.
"That's quite alright Mr. Malfoy. It looks as though you tried your hardest to get here on time. Just take your seat."
As Draco headed towards his seat he smirked as he heard Potter mumbling crankily. He sat down in his seat, which unfortunately for him was next to none other than Pansy Pug-face Parkinson.
"Hello Drakkie." She purred. Draco assumed that she was trying to seductive but it definitely wasn't working.
"Parkinson. I advise you to get away from me unless you would like me to lose my breakfast on your shoes."
"Oh Drakkie! But you weren't at breakfast."
"Dinner then."
"But you weren't there either!"
"What are you my bloody stalker?"
"If you want me to be."
"There's only one thing I want from you Pansy." Hs face disgustingly close to hers.
"Oh. And what's that Drakkie. I'll do anything!"
"Oh really? Fine then leave me the hell alone!"
Pansy's face sank.
"Mr. Malfoy!"
"Yes sir?"
"I need you to run me an errand."
"Of course sir." He got up and walked to the teacher's desk.
"Take this to McGonagall and wait to see her response."
"Yes sir."
Draco walked out of the potion room and headed towards the stairs. He barely paid attention to where he was walking knowing that he could find his way there blindfolded. A few moments later he was outside of the Transfiguration classroom. He stepped inside and glanced around at all the sixth years, finally seeing McGonagall sitting behind her desk.
"Excuse me Professor?"
"Yes Mr. Malfoy? What may I help you with?"
"Professor Snape wanted me to bring this to you."
"Alright then. Let's see it."
He walked toward her and then handed her the note.
"Hm. Yes of course." She turned and walked over to one of the students but Draco didn't pay attention. He didn't want to have to see Ginny give him anymore hurt expressions.
"Mr. Malfoy. Will you please take Miss Weasley over here down to the dungeons with you."
Draco turned around to look at her and saw Ginny behind her face showing exactly how nervous she was.
"Of course Professor."
He started towards the door and stopped. Turning around just to be certain that she was following him.
"Come on Weas- I mean Ginny. I don't have all day you know."
"Oh I'm sorry! Did you have an appointment with one of your whores?" She spat.
"Jealous?"
"Not a chance. Now hurry up! I'm behind in Transfiguration enough as it is."
"Whatever!"
"Nice one Malfoy! Misplace your brain today?"
"Yea Weaslette that's it. Just shut up and keep walking!"
Ginny glared at Draco trying to cover the hurt that she felt inside. 'Why is he being like this all of the sudden? He was being so nice before. I wonder what's wrong.'
"Do you know why Snape wants to talk to me Malfoy?"
"Why would I know?"
"Well you are the one he sent down..."
"Well I don't know anything. I didn't know it was you he sent me for. Otherwise I most likely wouldn't even have come."
Ginny could already feel the tears burning in her eyes.
When Draco looked over at her he could see that she was about to cry and he felt a weird pang in his chest. He glanced down. 'Maybe I'm getting sick?' When he looked back over to Ginny he noticed that all her tears had dried up. 'Uh-oh. She's got those flames again. I must have upset her badly.'
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As Draco and I entered the dungeons I knew that he was watching me. 'And how dare he after he said all of those terrible things.' Ginny looked ahead and saw that we were outside the door of the potions classroom. He pulled the door open and stepped aside to allow me in.
"Ladies before gentlemen."
"I don't see any gentlemen around here." Ginny snapped.
"Temper, temper."
Ginny stuck her nose haughtily in the air and stormed past him.
"Asshole." She muttered under her breath.
Draco came up behind her and leaned into her ear.
"I heard that Weaslette." He whispered.
"Ah Mr. Malfoy, Miss Weasley. It's about time. I almost started to believe that you might have gotten lost." He sneered at Ginny. Most of the class gasped as she sneered right back.
"Is there a problem Professor?" She asked through gritted teeth.
Snape noticed that there was something going on in her eyes. There were flames! But then that means that she is the one that... 'No! I won't believe it! Surely it can't be a Weasley.'
"Miss Weasley, Malfoy. Please step into my office. I need to have a word with the both of you. The rest of you turn to page 50 of your textbooks. There are directions for a pepper-up potion. Madam Pomphrey is running low. Now get to work!"
They all stepped into Snape's office. Draco and Ginny both sat in the hard wooden chairs in front of his desk.
"What is it you needed to talk to us about Professor?" Ginny asked.
"Well as you both know, you need to serve your detentions. I needed to tell you when and where."
"What do we need to do?"
"In the library there is a room in the back. Mostly books on old prophecies and such. They need to be read and deciphered. Dumbledore says that you two are the brightest students in the whole school. We are trusting you with this."
"We're the brightest? What about Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"Mudblood." Draco muttered quietly but Ginny heard him anyway.
She turned around and smacked him upside his head.
"Don't even start Malfoy." She snarled.
Malfoy just glared while Snape watched with amusement. Is Draco Malfoy falling for a Weasley? He surely wouldn't have taken that kind of abuse from anyone else. He smirked to himself and then began to answer Ginny's question.
"Miss Weasley, how many O.W.L.'s did you receive last year?"
"Well? Twenty I believe."
"Twenty! Bloody Hell! That's the highest you can get! I only got nineteen!"
"Yes. And Miss Granger only got eighteen. Back to the topic on hand. You will go down to the library and Madam Pomphrey will show you to your study room."
"Yessir." The two students said in unison.
"Good. Oh and Miss Weasley?"
"Yessir?"
"If you would like the opportunity that Headmaster and I have agreed that your knowledge in potions exceeds your year. If you would like more of a challenge you may be moved into this class." Ginny saw that from the pained expression on his face that the headmaster was the one that thought so and not him.
"I'd rather like that professor. Thanks!" Ginny turned around with a big smile on her face as she heard Snape grumble. She sneered openly at Draco.
"Later Ferret-boy!"
Draco just glared at her retreating back in response.
The next morning Ginny woke up to her friend Kayla jumping up and down on the end of her bed.
"Gin-Gin! Hurry up and get up! You're going to be late!"
"Okay Kay!" Ginny laughed inwardly. 'Hehe! That rhymed.' "I'm up! I'm up!"
Ginny sat up and glanced around her eyelids drooping sleepily. After she had left the kitchens and come back upstairs it had been well past midnight. When she had finally come back to her dorm room she couldn't sleep because she had so many things on her mind. Needless to say, she was exhausted.
"So Ginny…Where did you go last night, hm?"
"What are you talking about?" She asked rhetorically.
"You know. I woke up around 11 and pulled back the sheets to get a drink. I lit the candle and then noticed that your hangings weren't pulled back and I know that you would never forget to do that. So I came over and looked at your bed and it was empty. I went back to bed after deciding that you could very well take care of yourself but I want to know what happened."
"Alright, alright. So do you promise not to tell anyone?"
"Of course!" She shouted indignantly.
"Are you positive?"
"Yes!"
"Okay so I went down to the kitchens and you aren't going to believe what happened!"
"What, what, what?"
"I got something…"
"Mmhmm?"
"To eat. Hahahahahaha! You should have seen your face it was priceless!"
"Oh really? So, you went down to the kitchens and were there for how long? Over an hour at least. And you eat so quick it amazes me so that means that you're lying because something must have happened down there to make you stay so long."
"You mean besides the fact that the house-elves decided to cook me the whole feast?"
"Yes."
"Well I might have had a run-in with someone."
"Oh who? Was it a boy? Was he hot?"
"Yes and yes."
"So who he?"
"Dracomalfoy." She mumbled quickly under her breath.
"Sorry? I could have sworn you just said Draco Malfoy!"
"That's because I did! Well don't want to be late so I'd better get ready." With that she launched herself into the bathroom. Her subtle way of trying to avoid a very disastrous conversation.
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Draco woke up and glanced around. Nobody else was here and that usually meant that he was late. 'Oh well no worries! I have Snape first thing this morning!' He slowly got up from his bed his sleepiness still with him.
After Ginny had left the kitchens Draco had just stayed in his seat and gazed at his food. That was until Dobby had come up to him anyway.
*FLASHBACK*
"Master Malfoy?" Dobby stood on his tippy-toes so that he could actually see Draco over the table.
"Yes?" Draco snapped.
"May Dobby give Master some advice?"
"Advice on what?" Draco again snapped beginning to get impatient.
"Advice on Miss Weezy of course sir!"
"Why would I need advice? I know how to win a girls heart! I have half of the school fawning over me as it is."
"Yes but Miss Weezy is different sir!"
"No really? Because I was sure that all the other girls could throw fire and light things just by looking at them! My mistake!" Draco said sarcastically.
"Dobby is sorry, sir. I will leave you alone now!" Dobby turned to leave.
"Dobby, wait!" Draco blushed slightly. "Well, um, do you think you could just amuse me and tell me how to impress Weasley? I mean, um, I could use a good laugh."
"Master doesn't need to lie to Dobby. Dobby will tell no one that he had fallen in love."
"What? Are you insane? I don't love her!"
"Of course Master. Well here is Dobby's advice. Don't be rude to her or her family."
"What? That's it? Don't make fun of her family? Ha! Like that's going to happen. Why on earth would I give up on a perfectly good opportunity to piss The Weasel off?"
"Because you want Miss Weezy! And she won't like you very much if you is insulting her family! Trust Dobby! He knows what he is talking about."
"Fine Dobby. I'll try. I'll be going to bed now. See you later."
*END FLASHBACK*
Draco let out a loud yawn and then headed to the bathroom. 'I'd better hurry Snape may like me but he won't be very pleased If I wait much longer.' After changing into his robes and brushing his hair back he took off at a dead run towards the dungeons. He sharply turned a corner and a second later was on his back. He looked up and glared. He saw a girl with long brown hair and golden eyes but he personally didn't care how good she looked. He looked down at her Gryffindor robe and openly sneered.
"Watch where you're going Gryff!" He snarled. He was about to tell the little wench off when another girl came running onto the scene.
"Oh Kayla! Are you alright?"
Draco threw his head into his hands. 'Oh great just what I need!'
"Yea Gin-Gin! I'm fine! Just an accident."
Ginny looked back and forth between the two seeming unsure.
"Well if you're sure." She said hesitantly.
"Yea come-on! Let's go. McGonagall's going to kill us!"
"Oh right." She hastily held out her hand to Kayla, which she quickly took and began to gather up her things. She then turned to Malfoy and offered her hand to him.
"Like I would want to get contaminated! I'm better off on the floor thanks!" Draco snarled. 'Oh God! Please tell me I did not just say that.' He thought. But from the hurt look that flashed across her face he knew that he had.
She turned around quickly and bent over to help Kay grab her last piece of parchment.
'Nice view!' Draco thought.
She stood back up, straightened her robes, grabbed Kay's arm, and then headed towards the transfiguration classroom.
'Oh shit! I'm going to be in so much trouble!' With that final thought he sprinted towards the direction of his potion's class.
He reached the door and hastily pulled it open.
"S-sorry Professor!" He panted.
"That's quite alright Mr. Malfoy. It looks as though you tried your hardest to get here on time. Just take your seat."
As Draco headed towards his seat he smirked as he heard Potter mumbling crankily. He sat down in his seat, which unfortunately for him was next to none other than Pansy Pug-face Parkinson.
"Hello Drakkie." She purred. Draco assumed that she was trying to seductive but it definitely wasn't working.
"Parkinson. I advise you to get away from me unless you would like me to lose my breakfast on your shoes."
"Oh Drakkie! But you weren't at breakfast."
"Dinner then."
"But you weren't there either!"
"What are you my bloody stalker?"
"If you want me to be."
"There's only one thing I want from you Pansy." Hs face disgustingly close to hers.
"Oh. And what's that Drakkie. I'll do anything!"
"Oh really? Fine then leave me the hell alone!"
Pansy's face sank.
"Mr. Malfoy!"
"Yes sir?"
"I need you to run me an errand."
"Of course sir." He got up and walked to the teacher's desk.
"Take this to McGonagall and wait to see her response."
"Yes sir."
Draco walked out of the potion room and headed towards the stairs. He barely paid attention to where he was walking knowing that he could find his way there blindfolded. A few moments later he was outside of the Transfiguration classroom. He stepped inside and glanced around at all the sixth years, finally seeing McGonagall sitting behind her desk.
"Excuse me Professor?"
"Yes Mr. Malfoy? What may I help you with?"
"Professor Snape wanted me to bring this to you."
"Alright then. Let's see it."
He walked toward her and then handed her the note.
"Hm. Yes of course." She turned and walked over to one of the students but Draco didn't pay attention. He didn't want to have to see Ginny give him anymore hurt expressions.
"Mr. Malfoy. Will you please take Miss Weasley over here down to the dungeons with you."
Draco turned around to look at her and saw Ginny behind her face showing exactly how nervous she was.
"Of course Professor."
He started towards the door and stopped. Turning around just to be certain that she was following him.
"Come on Weas- I mean Ginny. I don't have all day you know."
"Oh I'm sorry! Did you have an appointment with one of your whores?" She spat.
"Jealous?"
"Not a chance. Now hurry up! I'm behind in Transfiguration enough as it is."
"Whatever!"
"Nice one Malfoy! Misplace your brain today?"
"Yea Weaslette that's it. Just shut up and keep walking!"
Ginny glared at Draco trying to cover the hurt that she felt inside. 'Why is he being like this all of the sudden? He was being so nice before. I wonder what's wrong.'
"Do you know why Snape wants to talk to me Malfoy?"
"Why would I know?"
"Well you are the one he sent down..."
"Well I don't know anything. I didn't know it was you he sent me for. Otherwise I most likely wouldn't even have come."
Ginny could already feel the tears burning in her eyes.
When Draco looked over at her he could see that she was about to cry and he felt a weird pang in his chest. He glanced down. 'Maybe I'm getting sick?' When he looked back over to Ginny he noticed that all her tears had dried up. 'Uh-oh. She's got those flames again. I must have upset her badly.'
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As Draco and I entered the dungeons I knew that he was watching me. 'And how dare he after he said all of those terrible things.' Ginny looked ahead and saw that we were outside the door of the potions classroom. He pulled the door open and stepped aside to allow me in.
"Ladies before gentlemen."
"I don't see any gentlemen around here." Ginny snapped.
"Temper, temper."
Ginny stuck her nose haughtily in the air and stormed past him.
"Asshole." She muttered under her breath.
Draco came up behind her and leaned into her ear.
"I heard that Weaslette." He whispered.
"Ah Mr. Malfoy, Miss Weasley. It's about time. I almost started to believe that you might have gotten lost." He sneered at Ginny. Most of the class gasped as she sneered right back.
"Is there a problem Professor?" She asked through gritted teeth.
Snape noticed that there was something going on in her eyes. There were flames! But then that means that she is the one that... 'No! I won't believe it! Surely it can't be a Weasley.'
"Miss Weasley, Malfoy. Please step into my office. I need to have a word with the both of you. The rest of you turn to page 50 of your textbooks. There are directions for a pepper-up potion. Madam Pomphrey is running low. Now get to work!"
They all stepped into Snape's office. Draco and Ginny both sat in the hard wooden chairs in front of his desk.
"What is it you needed to talk to us about Professor?" Ginny asked.
"Well as you both know, you need to serve your detentions. I needed to tell you when and where."
"What do we need to do?"
"In the library there is a room in the back. Mostly books on old prophecies and such. They need to be read and deciphered. Dumbledore says that you two are the brightest students in the whole school. We are trusting you with this."
"We're the brightest? What about Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"Mudblood." Draco muttered quietly but Ginny heard him anyway.
She turned around and smacked him upside his head.
"Don't even start Malfoy." She snarled.
Malfoy just glared while Snape watched with amusement. Is Draco Malfoy falling for a Weasley? He surely wouldn't have taken that kind of abuse from anyone else. He smirked to himself and then began to answer Ginny's question.
"Miss Weasley, how many O.W.L.'s did you receive last year?"
"Well? Twenty I believe."
"Twenty! Bloody Hell! That's the highest you can get! I only got nineteen!"
"Yes. And Miss Granger only got eighteen. Back to the topic on hand. You will go down to the library and Madam Pomphrey will show you to your study room."
"Yessir." The two students said in unison.
"Good. Oh and Miss Weasley?"
"Yessir?"
"If you would like the opportunity that Headmaster and I have agreed that your knowledge in potions exceeds your year. If you would like more of a challenge you may be moved into this class." Ginny saw that from the pained expression on his face that the headmaster was the one that thought so and not him.
"I'd rather like that professor. Thanks!" Ginny turned around with a big smile on her face as she heard Snape grumble. She sneered openly at Draco.
"Later Ferret-boy!"
Draco just glared at her retreating back in response.