I got to the library and settled in to work. A little over an hour later I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned to see none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Oh, it's you." I said, bluntly, before turning back to my Charms essay.
"One would think that you would treat your boyfriend better than that." At this my eyebrows shot so high up that they mixed with my hair.
"Excuse me?" I asked, "What do you mean by boyfriend?" I shot around to face him.
"What do you think I mean, Ginny. I mean boyfriend. As in the guy you go to Hogsmeade with, the one who walks you to your classes, stuff like that. What did you think I meant?" He looked me quizzically and I returned the look.
"Did you just call me Ginny?" I asked, bewildered.
"Well, that is your name. What am I supposed to call you?"
"I dunno, how about muggle-lover? Umm, Weaselette? What you normally call me." I was so confused at this point. Did Draco Malfoy actually just say that he was my boyfriend?
I mean, don't get me wrong, Draco Malfoy was hot, any girl would be blind, deaf, and dumb to not know that, but it was Draco Malfoy after all. He didn't go around just asking girls out. Out of their pants, yes, but not out like dating and Hogsmeade out.
"Look, I want you, and I always get what I want." He said simply, while grabbing me around the waist and lifting me out of my chair so that my face was inches from his.
"If you want me, then just ask. You don't have to go out with me." He lifted an eyebrow.
"Alright, you want the truth?" I looked at him with a 'Duh' expression, "I think you're hot. You're smart, you're witty, you're willing. And you're an awesome way to piss Weasel, Potty, and the Mudblood off. What more could a guy want?" He smirked down at me.
"Well, when you put it that way..." I trailed off and looked up at him. Then I pushed him against a bookshelf and kissed him. When we broke apart, looked at me with such a shocked expression, I could barely hold in a laugh.
"What was that for?" He looked at me, utterly bewildered.
"Does a girl need a reason to kiss her boyfriend?" He looked even more surprised.
"I didn't think that you would actually agree to my proposition. I mean this is seriously gonna piss off your brother."
"Why do think I'm doing this?" I smirked, a smirk to rival his own.
"Well, in that case, we should leave." I quirked an eyebrow at him. "Otherwise, we'll be late to lunch." I went to grab my bag, but he was too fast. He grabbed it and proceeded to carry it all the way to the Great Hall.
We walked in together, to many curious stares. We exchanged a glance, and he walked me over to the Gryffindor table. I sat down near the end, next to some empty seats and he set my bag down next to me. He leaned over to whisper in my ear.
"Meet me at the lake after lunch." I nodded my reply, and he walked over to the Slytherin table to sit next to Pansy, Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle, and their crew. I smirked to myself and grabbed a ham and cheese sandwich. I heard footsteps behind me.
Ron sat next to me and Harry and Hermione appeared on the other side of the table.
"What was that all about?" Ron practically screamed in my ear.
"What was what all about, Ron?" I asked calmly before biting into my sandwich. I turned to look at him and saw his face turning almost purple with anger. He begin to sputter and both Harry and Hermione slid their chairs back a bit.
"What do you mean what was what all about!? Why was the ferret walking you into lunch?! Gin, this is Malfoy!" He looked me in the eye and I returned the gaze, except mine was much calmer.
"I would appreciate if you did not refer to my boyfriend as ferret. His name is Draco. You can use it, you know." I went back to my sandwich, ignoring the look on Ron's face. When he didn't say anything, I turned to look at his face. That was when I realized that he had stopped breathing and was proceeding to turn blue from lack of oxygen. My brother, the rainbow.
"Ron, are you okay?" He blinked at me, then seemed to finally absorb what I had just said. He jumped out of his seat and launched himself towards the Slytherin table. It took Harry, Hermione and I about two seconds to realize what he was going to do and by then, he was already next to Malfoy.
He started screaming at him and I mentally winced. I did not need Draco and Ron getting in a fight in the middle of the Great Hall. I mean, there were teachers there! I scrambled after my brother and pushed myself between him and Draco.
"Stop!" I yelled when he didn't show signs of letting up, even though I was the one facing him. He froze for a moment, and I silently checked to make sure he was breathing. He was.
"Don't think Mum won't hear about this." He said after stuttering for some time.
"I won't. But don't think that she won't want her only daughter to be happy." I crossed my arms as if that ended the matter and walked out into the Entrance Hall. I was surprised that I had already taken to protecting Draco from my brother's wrath. I couldn't actually care about him, could I? I almost snorted with laughter before dashing back up to Gryffindor Tower to finish my Charms essay before dinner.