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Ron exploded.

"Ginny have you no sense?" Ron bellowed jumping to his feet so fast that his chair tipped over backwards. He pitched his hands into the air. "That is Malfoy! You know the rich muggle hating GIT! He has always been a git and will always be a git! What side he was on during the war has no effect over the fact that he is still a git! A slimy, smelly, lousy, disingenuous, manipulative Slytherin GIT!"

"RONALD WEASLEY, you were raised better. You know better than to insult anyone!" Mrs. Weasley yelled and she too was on her feet.

Draco's face had gone quite pale. Ginny observed the blonde boy who up to this point had caused no problem for anyone; she stared into his eyes. They were wide and very troubled. When Ginny looked closer she saw also some confusion.

"Do not listen to them," Ginny whispered before rising and glaring at her older brother.
BAM!

Ron was knocked to the floor. He held his cheek and stared up at his baby sister.

"What was that for Ginny?" Ron asked. A bruise was swelling on his cheek.

"DON'T you ever speak about him that way ever again! Do you understand what I'm saying?" Ginny growled; her wand was out and pointed at Ron's chest.

Ron nodded. Something funny had been flashing in his eyes. A promise of something to come. But he knew not to mess with Ginny on this right now.

Ginny turned then and hugged Draco to try to calm herself down. Several moments later Draco placed a hand on her back and began to rub softly.

Ron stood glaring at them. He gave an exasperated half yell before apparating away.

George laughed in an attempt to lighten the mood; "You really set off his temper. Ginny, I love you and I think it's awesome that you are going to help reunite them. You are going to aren't you?" Ginny nodded and George continued. "He told me what happened to Fred and he helped capture Nott and bring him to justice." George hugged her and then disapparated.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley watched Draco and Ginny. Mr. Weasley wrapped an arm around his wife's shoulders and smiled down at her.

"Ginny, dear, please show our guest to the room, that he'll be staying in," Mrs. Weasley said with a genuine smile towards Draco.

Draco grinned back timorously.

Ginny pulled back and took his hand to lead him from the kitchen to the main flight of stairs. She tugged his hand all the way up.

On the third landing they stopped outside a white door.

"That's my room. If you need me for anything just come and knock," Ginny said before pulling him up the next flight of steps.

She opened the door right across from the top step. There was a tall window with dark wine red velvety curtains. The four poster bed colors were done to match and the walls were painted cream.

"We can change the color if you like seeing as you were a Slytherin and everyone here was a Gryffindor," Ginny offered noticing the funny way Draco's eye was twitching.

"That would be very nice. I would have nightmares sleeping in this room," Draco said and he looked a bit apologetic.

"No reason to apologize. I perfectly understand. I would be sick in this room as well," Ginny asked giggling. "I hate cream.What is your favorite color?"

"Green but I have no way of changing it," Draco said looking at all the red and shrinking back.

Ginny laughed at him. Draco gave her a mock glare and Ginny just giggled harder as grey eyes leered at her from the doorway. She was still grinning as she walked over and tapped the curtains.

They began to sparkle a bit as if some had sprinkled glitter on them. Seconds later at the bottom they began to turn a deep emerald green She tapped the wall and it turned such a deep shade of green that it was almost black. The bed covers turned the same emerald green as the curtains.

Draco grinned then, "Thank you."

He walked over and sat on the bed. He fell back and spread his arms out so they were perpendicular to his body. Ginny skipped around to the other side, the side closer to his face.
Draco had closed his eyes and was fast falling asleep when he felt the bed shift. He attempted to roll over.

Ginny covered her mouth with her hand to stifle the noise she had felt building up. When she managed to regain control of her senses she moved and grinning like an imp she thrust a finger down into his stomach.

"AHH!" Draco yelped jumping up and landing with feline grace in the middle of his bed. His eyes were wide and his hair was now looking rather mussed up.

Ginny cracked up and fell back against his pillows. Her red hair splayed out across the pillow and her eyes sparkled as he looked at her. She put her fingers together linking them.

Draco frowned and stalked forward menacingly on his hands and knees.

Ginny stopped laughing and watched. Draco looked just like a lion as he leapt up as if to pounce on her.

Ginny let out a scream and jumped from the bed hastily. She screamed again as Draco struggled to get off the bed and come after her. She made it out the door and slammed it behind her. She careened down the stairs still screaming until she reached her room where it cut off abruptly when she shut the door and hid in her closet. Her breath was coming in heavy huffs and puffs.

Ginny almost cried out in fear as she heard heavy footsteps descending in the direction of her room.

"Oh Ginnn-NY," the voice of their houseguest called sweetly at first but increased in intensity until it sounded quite malicious.

Thump THump BANG

The door was thrown open so hard it crashed into the wall.

"Ginny I know you're in here," Draco called. "Come out and I promise I will not hurt you, much."

Thump. Thump. Ginny's heart pounded against her rib cage. The door of the closet was slightly ajar because it never had shut properly.

Draco grinned and slunk quietly over to the door. He peeked in at her.

"'ello Ginevra," he said and jerked the door open. He grabbed her wrist and forcefully removed her from the closet. He would give her her comeuppance.

Ginny whimpered and slapped his hand. Draco just laughed at her pathetic attempt to get away.

Draco flung her on the bed and Ginny shrieked again. Draco pinned her down and held her hands above her head with one hand. With the other hand he began to tickle her.

"Draco! Draco stop! No more! Don't! STOP!" Ginny whined through tears of laughter.

A second crash greeted them at the sound of Ginny's cries. Mr. Weasley had arrived and was breathing heavily. He glared at them.

"What's going on in here? The people down in Ottery St. Catchpole could probably hear you."

"Everything is fine Daddy," Ginny said as she wiggled out from under Draco. "Draco was only tickling me."

Mr. Weasley rolled his eyes at the young people, "Keep it down or put up a silencing charm."

Ginny nodded and watched Draco apprehensively. Draco stood up and sauntered towards the door. He lifted his nose into the air and straightened his velvet robes.

"Draco we'll be shopping in the morning," Ginny called as his hand grabbed the doorknob.

Draco turned back to her looking petrified.

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