Ginny and Ron sat in their own compartment where a frightened Ron shook uncontrollably. "Where..is..my..'Mione..where..is..Harry.." Ginny wanted to cry; seeing her brother broken up like this wasn't normal.

"Ron, it'll be ok-"

"Where is 'Mione..where is Harry.."

"Ron.."

"Where is 'Mione..where is Harry.."

"OKAY, RON, ENOUGH," Ginny growled. "You're the older one in this situation! You're supposed to keep ME from spazzing, not the other way around!!"

"So, you guys just fall apart without me, don't you?" Draco said, smirking.

Draco was just as surprised as they were to find himself standing in their doorway, he couldn't resist the stubborn redhead.. The girl, you idiots.

"I decided that because you two are so pathetic I will bestow upon you my presence, and help you." He paused for a moment, was he always this arrogant?, "Tell no one, if anyone finds out I'm helping you I will kill you both."

"Oh, that just scares me so much, Malfoy," Ginny sneered. Back to the use of last names? Draco thought.

"Well, Weasley, it should."

Ron looked from one to the other, "What are you two on about? Your pratically Flirting. It's disgusting!"

"Don't be so juvenile! To think that I owuld flirt with the likes of a Weasly is perposterous!" Draco snapped, immediatly regretting it. He shot Ginny a quick apoligetic look, he couldn't believe he actually cared about her feelings. Was he ill?

"And to think that I would like a foul, loathesome, evil little cockroach like THAT," she said, pointing to him, "is just one of those things that shouldn't be said." She gave him a glare, not an apologetic look.

"Oh that hurts." Draco replied sarcastically, "Since you feel that way, perhaps I'll just let you go get yourselves killed."

Ron shot ginnys a glare, "Nice going Gin! Wait Draco...she didn't mean that, I'm sure we can all get along fine...."

Draco smirked, "Weasly...are you...begging?"

"Yeah, Ron, don't beg. It's not right." She looked at Draco and bore her eyes into him, knowing this next comment might hurt him.. "And anyway, people don't beg for Draco often, he might get used to it."

"You little -!" He didn't complete his thought, he really wasn't in the mood to be cornered by a petite red headed teenager, "Forget it. You're obviously far smarter then I ever imagined, and could easily kill all the death eaters gaurding your friends all on your own!"

"Oh, shut up, Malfoy! I never said I could kill all the death eaters! Stop twisting my freaking words around!" Ginny stomped out of the compartment, confusion filling her. I thought we liked Draco? she asked herself.

For today.

"Oh, bloody hell! Go get her Weasel, we are pulling into the station and we need to get a carriage together so we can tell Dumbledor together! Shes going to ruin everything with her bloody hormones! I'll go hold a carriage for us. Well, what are you waiting for? Go get you sister!" Draco rolled his eyes, Ronald Weasly had to be the thickest bloke he's ever set eyes upon.

"It sounds like you're worried about getting to Hermione. Well, just so you know, she's mine so sod off!" Draco rolled his eyes.

"Weasel, you idiot, if we don't hurry, she'll be killed. I'm in no rush to get the mudblood, I'm thinking in someone elses best intrests. You can go get the carriage, I'll go get your sister." Draco stormed out of the compartment, heading in the general direction he saw Ginny heading. He found the redhead in the cargo compartment, stroking that ginger cat...what was his name? Croks? Shrock? Oh hell forget it.

"Come on...Ginny. Got to go keep your brother from killing himself. Put the cat down and come with me" He raised his eyebrow expectantly.

"You're so cute aren't you?" She cooed.

"I know I am."

"I was talking to the cat..."

"Come on, Ginny," he said, grabbing her arm, "Let's go."

"Hey!" Ginny snapped, "Don't manhandle me!"

"You act like this is all a walk in the park, another cheery day for the lovely gryffindors who always win and succeed in anything and everything! Well heres reality Ginny, you're crush and his girlfriend are about to be killed. Killed. Soon. Of course, Voldemort loves to prolong torturing, so we have a bit of time. If we don't hurry, they will either be insane, or dead. So come on, stop being so bossy, and listen to someone besides your mother for a change!"

Ginny immediatly burst into tears. I'm such a loser. I shouldn't cry. I've been acting strong. But did Draco HAVE to say they'd die? I knew they might, but when he says it it sounds She was hysterical, and just crouched their, continuously stroking Crookshanks (who was getting annoyed at her ferocious petting.)

Draco dropped her arm, shifting from foot to foot uncomfortably, "Eh...Weasly...we..er...gotta go....you know crying like that won't help anything!"

"Don't..tell..a..girl..to..stop..crying..when..you've..just..told..her..her..two..friends..are..going..to..die.." she said, sobbing. How could he just act like he didn't say anything to make her cry?

"Well I was just stating the obvious! We're losing time! If you want them to live...then come! on Ginny, not all hope is lost..." He said as kindly as he could, he really did like her, didn't he?

But I barely know the girl he argued.

But she's hot...and shes...interesting... His mind replied.

"Draco," she said tearfully, "you've obviously never had a girlfriend who's cried before (most likely because they didn't have hearts)..anyway, you're so sucky at the whole 'comforting' thing." She picked her arm up and twirled her hair in her fingers and bit her lip, trying to calm herself.

Draco looked somewhat amused as he replied, "Does it matter? Its not like you're my girlfriend."

He held out his hand, waiting (somewhat impatiently) for her to take it, he wasn't in the mood for her to break down again.

"You know something? You're weird and hard to understand. You make me feel like you actually - gasp - CARE about my feelings, and actually like me, and then you just..switch. Like a mood swing."

"Yes, well, it's not like you're never moody." He replied dryly, "Are you coming or not?"

"I guess," she said while slapping his hand away. She didn't need him; she could pick herself up, thank you very much.

"Ginny...you're very irritating you know that?"

"That's what they tell me." This..'thing' she had with Draco didn't make sense. She couldn't tell if he was flirting or insulting her, but she made a bet it was insulting.

"Oh this is ridiculous, we are taking up to much time! We can let your dimwitted brother tell dumbledor about Granger and Pothead. Come here Ginny. I'm taking you to my home." he looked at her determined, "You have to trust me ginny, I won't hurt you."

"You're taking me to your house? Will your father be there? No! I'm not going! If your father sees me he'll kill me! He already tried to burn my house down and now you're delivering me to your house?! I knew you didn't like me! I knew you wanted me dead!"

"I am taking you there because Granger and Potter will be there! Why must you ask so many questions? I will hide you. Father is most likely off kissing Voldemorts butt anyway."

She fliched when he said Voldemort's name. "I'll try..He tried to kill me twice now.." She was truly, genuinely scared. If he couldn't see that, he was blind..

"If its any consolation, I know how to apparate and use the unforgivable curses - I'll use them on father if he puts you in danger." His voice was stiff, and formal, "You have to take my hand so we can apparate."

"I'll use them on father if he puts you in danger. I'll use them on father if he puts you in danger. I'll use them on father if he puts you in danger...She took his hand, and staring up at him, whispered, "You're a really good wizard, when you use it for good stuff.."

"I'll try and take that as a compliment." He replied, he pulled her body close to his, and with a pop they were gone, soon reappearing in a large field. In the distance, ginny could make out the silhouette of a large manor, smoke curling out of the many chimneys.

Ginny coughed, and her head started throbbing, and she felt like she'd scream. "I can't do this, Draco. I feel like I'm going to faint. He's...here..." the scene started to fade... No, Ginny, you're fine. Stay awake.

"Ginny, he won't see you, I promise Ginny. He's weak, he brought Potter to the dungeons, Voldemort didn't want that. Voldemort will be mad, if we stay in the forest over night, father will be to weak to notice us, and Voldemort will be off at his headquarters, come on Gin, you're a witch, you can handle this." He was on the brink of rambling, he had never felt so protective of a girl.

"F-fine," she said, confused. "But when..if.." She inhaled. "If...if you find out they're...d-dead..don't..don't tell me.."

Draco looked at her, "Come on, I know this clearing about a mile into the forest. It's pretty safe, no monsters or anything. I'm sure I can conjure some blankets and all."

Draco grabbed the girls hand and began walking towards the thick woods surrounding his manor.

"Wait..we're..sleeping out here? But..but..we'll miss school!" Draco rolled his eyes.

"You're hanging out with Granger too much."

"You've got that right.." she said, trying not to notice Draco's hand..He's just making sure I don't get lost. That's all. That's all. That's all..

'Repeating it won't make it come true.' she heard a voice tell her. She didn't know who said it, but she heard it, clear as day.

It seemed hours had passed, in reality only about 15 minutes, when Draco dropped her hand. Ginny looked around seeing a small creek running through the center of a clearing, a large willow tree drew her attention.

"We can sleep under that, or you can, I can sleep here." He motioned to the ground they were standing on.

"Why are you going to sleep on the cold ground when there's a perfectly beautiful willow tree that's large enough for both of us?" She questioned. Was there a rabid raccoon there or something? She still couldn't fully trust Draco, he was acting too nice..

"I may be evil, but I'm more than that. I'm a gentleman, I had a mother too you know." Draco looked at her, "Do you know how to conjure a smokeless fire?"

"Why?-- Oh. Yeah," She said, understanding. She muttered a spell under her breath and out appeared a fire, but the smoke hit an invisible barrier, causing it to be forced back into the fire. The whole system created a smokeless, neverending fire, gaining energy and heat from itself.

Draco took out his own wand, "For the record, I could have done that too."

He waved his wand, not even murmering a spell, producing a pair of sandwhiches. "Mine's the liverwurst."

"Oh," she said, rolling her eyes. She chewed her sandwich and tried to think of something to break the silence. "Soo..uuh, this tree is..nice?"

Draco shrugged, is demeanor changing. He suddenly looked somewhat annoyed, "Hurry up and get to bed, we have to get up early tomorrow."

"Uuh..sorry, Draco, my mommy doesn't make me go to sleep at 6?" She stared at him, confused.

"Go to bed now or I will make you go to sleep." He said, eyes flashing dangerously, his wand clutched tightly in his hand.

She nodded and obeyed, a bit frightened. Half way through her deep slumber, the wind picked up. She rubbed her hands over her arms, wishing she would have worn a heavier shirt, other then this tee shirt she was wearing under her robes. Grr, if I hadn't gotten hot in the train, I'd have my robes to keep me warm.. She shivered again, and tried to keep her teeth from chattering.

"Go back to sleep" Draco hissed from the shadows, as if he had been watching her the entire time. After a few minutes glaring he noticed her shivering, "Cold?"

"No, I'm dying from the heat," she growled sarcastically. "I'm going back to sleep, okay?" She shoved her eyes closed, but she couldn't shake the feeling someone was watching her...

"Draco..." She said nervously.

"What?"

"Are you watching me?"

"Yes."

"..Why?"

"Because I can." Ginny was getting sick of this game he was playing with her.

"No...really. Why?"

"I like to watch you."

"Why? Am I doing something that's highly embarrasing, and you're having a private little laugh at my expense?"

"No, I like the way you breathe when your asleep, it's soothing." She couldn't see him, but he sounded slightly embarassed at this admission.

She didn't know what to say, and she was embarrased by his comment, so she just laid there, trying to fall back asleep..knowing that she soothed him was..well, soothing..

"Ginny...I'm going to...do something really strange right now, I want you to stay quiet, okay?"

She nodded, and wondered what he was going to do. Was he a werewolf? Or maybe a vampire, and he was going to run off and suck some deer's blood? Or maybe her blood?

She felt him stand up, and walk towards her. Her body stiffened as he kneeled down beside her. She heard some rustling as he lifted some dried leaves and unceremoniously dumped them on her.

She wondered what was going on, until she put two and two together...

They were being watched.