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A/N: I would like to personally thank my first reviewer sunflour. Hope you enjoy this fic it's one of my faves. And yes the chapters are short...they get a little longer but not by very much.

Chapter 3: Ginny (In which Draco meets his nauseator...)

Draco left the flat early the next day, before Harry awoke. He wanted to be free to roam the streets of a never before seen London and an unfamiliar Diagon Alley. Draco decided he would go to Diagon Alley to eat breakfast so he strolled down the street smiling benignly to himself and taking in his surroundings. It was fairly empty but would be filled all too soon with bustling shoppers. Draco spotted a quaint little diner and it was not until he reached the door that he found out the place was called Mesmerizeme. Draco didn't remember the place (as a matter of fact he didn't remember anything) but that was no matter because the place was relatively new. He opened the door and heard the faint tinkling of a bell as he spotted a nearby booth and slid into it.

He looked around the diner with the small smile still on his lips. His eyes rested on a young couple, probably around his age, staring at him. He smiled at them, but the woman rolled her eyes and the man glared at him then turned away. Both had looks of disgust upon their face.

What is everyone's problem? Draco thought feeling ashamed although not knowing why.

"You used to be an arse," a voice said. Draco looked up. There stood Ginny holding her wand. "What would you like?"

Draco who was too surprised and a little sick to speak, just let his mouth hang open in an awed sort of way.

"Yes, I work here, and I will give you my favorite, cinnamon porrige with evaporated milk...it's great. Oh and I'll even throw in a hot chocolate on the house." Ginny smiled at him and when he did not respond she began to leave. Draco finding his voice said: "Wait! Join me? I could use someone to remind me of my-ahem-arseness." Draco gulped. He chuckled nervously and recoiled a bit at Ginny's stare. She grinned, and disapparated.

Soon, she was back with two bowls of porridge and two lukewarm mugs of hot cocoa. She set the dishes down and with a flick of her wand made the tray disappear. Then, she slid into the bench opposite Draco, put her elbow on the table, chin in the palm of her hand and stared at him.

Draco's throat went dry and his hands shook a little on his lap. He decided he would strike up the conversation since it was he who asked her to sit. The first thing that came to mind was:

"Why does everyone despise me?"

"Do you want the long or short answer?" Ginny responded smiling. Draco buried his face in his hands. "Your father was a pretentious bastard and you were the apple."

"Apple?"

"The one that didn't fall far from the tree. You took after him." Ginny said taking a sip of her chocolate. Draco fiddled with his hands and stared at them.

"Was I a-uh-ahem-a pretentious bastard to...you?" Ginny didn't answer and the silence attracted his attention. When he looked up, she was studying him.

"As I recall, you weren't very pretentious. More of a bastard actually towards me."

"How so?"

"Well, when I would walk past you at school, you would say things like, 'there's Potter's piece,' or 'let me know when you want a real wizard to keep you awake.'"

"Ay caramba."

"Si senor. Actually, come to think of it, you were a pretentious bastard."

"I guess I will have to wipe my slate clean." Draco said quietly.

"How're you gonna do that?"

"Go out with me." Draco said before he could stop himself. He grinned. That's not what he meant to say at all but if the shoe fits...

"We are out." Ginny said simply.

"I mean on a date. You could help me begin the new me." Draco beamed. Ginny looked a bit skeptical then sighed.

"Alright then, what could it hurt? How about Midsummer's? It's a nice outdoor restaurant in Auburn Cove. Thursday at seven o' clock. If you're late, you better expect to wipe your slate clean alone. Ginny stood up, carrying her mug and bowl, and left the booth.

Draco finished his breakfast merrily and walked around Diagon Alley but did not purchase anything. He arrived at he and Harry's flat at around two, but as Harry was at work, Draco was left alone with his thoughts. Although they escaped him in Diagon Alley, they once made him feel ashamed.

A/N: Okay guys the next chapter is where the plot REALLY gets rolling. Stay tuned good stuff's ahead!

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P.S. Stay tuned for chapter four! In which Ginny and Draco's date is interloped and Draco recalls something disturbing.