Disclaimer: All these characters and history is the works of the brilliant J.K. Rowling… I could never come up with such a great masterpiece of work!

Author's Note: Here is the very first chapter of the story, tell me what you all think! This will eventually turn out to be a Draco/Ginny ship… and I think that is all at the moment. XD I don't mind what you want to tell me, just let me know people are actually reading this! Thanks, and enjoy! And… Merry Christmas!

Colliding Destiny

The Story Begins

Maybe I should have stayed with the cat having my tongue…

By: SlytherinAmbition

Ginny Weasley slowly walked down the deserted corridor, knowing very well she happened to be late. She had overslept once again, not as though it happened to be anything out of the ordinary. She had always been that way since her first year, since the dreadful year of which she had lost her innocence. She feared that if she went to sleep, she would not have control over what came back to her. Each night she stayed up until her eyelids began to drop, and finally she drifted off into a sleep, which only felt like it lasted for a few minutes. She knew it annoyed her dorm mates, having to constantly yell at her to get up in the mornings. Everyone thought it was simply a habit she had accumulated over the years, and she wouldn't have told them any different.

She hated to think that people would worry about her, already knowing that most were protective over everything she did. She felt like a fragile doll around most, one that was always watched so it would slip and break. Her first year had changed her life, and it seemed like she would never get it back. Sure, her family had been protective over her before even that event, but never to such an extent it frustrated her. She simply had to tell herself they were just looking out for her, even if it was bloody annoying.

Having six older brothers didn't help much, those who constantly watched her actions. They cared whom she hung out with, and who she dated, if they would even allow her look at a boy. She felt like a small girl around them, and she knew it wasn't their fault. They simply didn't want her to get hurt, yet she merely hoped they could see how much she had grown up and matured.

She rounded a corner, only to head into another dimly light hallway. Her vivid red curls could have been seen from miles away, as they flowed behind her. Ginny was much shorter then the rest of her family, having inherited that certain gene from her mother. Although, unlike her mother, she was fairly slim and had a petite frame. It was a surprise that any of the Weasley kids could be so small, having such large eating habits. Her school robes and uniform was noticeable secondhand, and she hardly took much time to adjust her tie or anything of that sort properly.

She was again lost in her own train of thoughts, and she in no way saw the person that came quickly around the corner. It didn't take long until the both of them collided, sending each other tumbling to the ground. Ginny was snapped out of her memories, and throw back into reality. She looked up to apologies, yet all that came of it was a large frown appeared on her face.

Her chocolate brown eyes came into contact with silvery gray ones, which sent chills down her spin. The boy brushed his pale blond hair out of his just as pale skinned face. Ginny knew she was in trouble, considering it wasn't everyday Draco Malfoy was taken down by someone, and a girl of all things. She opened her mouth to speak; yet dreadfully, no words came pouring out. However, that may have been a good thing, considering when Ginny was nervous, she did tend to talk about many useless things. He simply glared down at her, appalled that a Weasley such as herself had made him fall down.

"Cat got your tongue Weasley?" Draco hissed at the girl, pushing himself off the ground. He flicked the loose dirt that clung to his robes off with his hand, a very noticeable frown hanging on his face. He would have to wash his robes, and that didn't please him in the least. Ginny simply rolled her eyes, considering she didn't doubt that he happened to have more then one set of robes. "I wouldn't roll your eyes at me darling," he added as some sort of threat.

"And why not Malfoy, what are you going to do? Cut them out with your bare hands, or perhaps cast a spell on them so they are glued into place?" Ginny said hotly, snapping back at the boy. She hated him for everything he was. Even if he treated her as though she was dirt, she didn't know why when he seemed much more like the dirt type. It didn't help that it was his father would had ruined her childhood, and for that she would never forgive him.

"Good idea Weasley, I wouldn't sleep tonight if I were you," he said with a cold chuckle, finishing it off with a famous smirk of his. He knew he wouldn't actually go and do something to her, being that she was simply a waste of his time. She however didn't even flinch at his threat, taking into account that she hardly slept much to actually try and stay awake fearing he would come. She wasn't going to admit that to the boy, for she hadn't even admitted such thing to her own brother.

"I'm so scared, you're giving me the chills!" She said sarcastically, adding her own soft giggle. This only made Draco's frown deepen, anger starting to surface. He didn't know why she thought she could actually speak to him like this, being a year younger then himself, and in Gryffindor as well. She showed no respect to him whatsoever, and sadly, he actually believed he deserved it.

"I warned you Weasley, another word and I won't be simply shooting these witty little comments at you," he growled, grabbing hold of her forearms. She simply stared at him if he was insane, something that didn't go over well with Draco's large ego. Ginny had stood up to many people before, and it was nothing new to her to do it with Draco. She had never been on a good basis with the boy, neither had anyone she was friends with.

"Going to curse a girl," she started, raising a slender eyebrow at him. "I'd like to see you try…" she finished, another soft giggle escaping her mouth. She knew she had finally gone to far, for it seemed as though his eyes blazed with frustration. He started to tighten his grip on her arms, making her bite her lip to stop from yelping out in pain. She wanted to hit herself for even saying anything, for it always seemed like her mouth was what got her into trouble. She stood up for what she believed in, and didn't let others hurt her. That in return got many of her fellow students angry, yet she couldn't do anything about it.

It seemed as though finally something was going in her favor, for a large crash made both of them jump apart. Ginny's eyes darted around the deserted corridor, yet it only seemed to accompany the both of them. A look of confusion flickered onto her face, for it seemed as though nothing had sounded at all. "What was that…"

"Something that saved your bloody arse, you're lucky Weasley," Draco snapped, pushing his fallen blond hair out of his eyes, and grabbed the book that happened to be his off the ground. He wasn't going to waste his time any longer, and he knew that if he stayed much longer, he might do some real danger. He hadn't thinking that some of his father was molded into him, and it just showed that it was very true. He wouldn't have admitted it scared him how he had treated the girl, even if she happened to be a muggle lover and Gryffindor. He shook his head, before turning and heading in the direction he had originally headed.

Ginny thought she had seen something in Draco's eyes moments before, was it regret? Did he regret having done that to her? She shook her own thought out of her head, not understanding why she even thought that. It was Draco Malfoy, the ignorant spoiled brat she had hated since she first met him. Why would he regret such a thing? She picked up her own fallen books, and hurried towards class, knowing that her teachers wouldn't be happy with any excuse.