(A/N Okay I do have a beta but considering how much of this story I have written I decided to just start posting. However I will try to correct anything I see before I post it. I hope you enjoy this story.

I would like to thank everyone for their reviews especially Dark Gypsy because of the constructive criticism and The Midnight Line for being my first reviewer. Anyways I do hope you like the story.)

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but today I did wear my Ronald Weasley shirt to the mall, and it was awesome! Amazingly I got hit on by two guys, I think they were drawn to the shirt!

Tuesday

September 3rd

"It's started."

"What has?"

"The beginning."

"Of?"

"Of the change."

"Will it work?"

"I don't know."

"What if it doesn't?"

"Then they lose."

"Lose?"

"Everything."

"Is there anything that we should do?"

"No. It's up to them."

"Will it work?"

"It better."

Ginny woke up from a weird dream she had been having. Two people surrounded in mist were talking, but, what they were talking about didn't make since. It was just words pieced together, nothing was really said. There didn't seem to be a point. Of course, she couldn't just forget about the dream. She had learned a couple of years ago that her dreams could mean something. She did have the 'gift' after all. Even though Hermione scoffed every time she said anything about it.

Ginny quickly wrote down what she could remember on a spare piece of parchment and tucked it into her side table. She looked at her watch, if she didn't hurry she would be late for breakfast. Ginny quickly dressed, casting a neatness charm on her hair. She looked in the mirror and grimaced. It would have to do, she didn't have time to properly get ready.

Ginny grabbed her school books and sketch book and hurried down to the Great Hall and sat down. She quickly piled food on her plate and started eating. Not bothering to pay attention to the people around her. Needless to say she was quite shocked when Blaise walked up behind her.

"Ginny?" he asked uncertainly.

"Yes." She said getting up and turning around.

"How are you doing?" He asked her.

"I'm fine." Ginny answered confused. "Can I help you with anything?"

"Um, you see." Blaise started out nervously.

"Would you like to go some where more quiet?" Ginny asked looking around. "Plus, people probably think you are crazy for talking to a Gryffindor."

"Sure. You're right." Blaise said nodding as he led Ginny out of the Great Hall.

He started talking again once they were in private again. "Well, you see, I'm different than many of the other guys around here."

"As in you like them and not girls." Ginny said smiling.

"How did you-"

"I kind of picked up on it." Ginny said interrupting him. "So, what do you need?"

"Well, erm, you are kind of close to the guy I currently have a crush on."

"How close?" GInny asked curiously.

"Related." Blaise replied quietly. So quiet that Ginny almost didn't catch it.

"Ron?" Ginny asked confused. "He isn't gay, is he?"

"Erm, I don't know." Blaise answered. "Sometimes I pick up vibes. But then he's dating-"

"Hermione." Ginny finished for him. "Well if it means anything to you, I think they broke up."

"You think?" Blaise asked.

"Well, Ron broke up with her, but then he took it back. But, I think they are broken up." Ginny said thinking. "Something was always seemed to be missing from them, you know?"

"So if I were to um, you know."

"I won't stand in your way." Ginny replied. "In fact I wish you good luck."

"Thanks." Blaise said smiling.

"Wow. I didn't know Slytherins were allowed to smile."

"We aren't usually, but you know how it goes." Blaise smirked. "Slytherins do tend to like to break rules."

"Well, I have to get to class." Ginny said finally. "Just whatever you do, remember if my brother is gay, he doesn't know it."

"Thanks." Blaise said again.

Ginny nodded as she turned to go to class. Ginny sat down in class and noticed she didn't have her sketch book with her. She instantly wanted to go look for it, but she was in Transfiguration, with Professor McGonagall. She didn't want to incur her wrath.

"A house elf probably found it anyway." Ginny said to herself. It would be back in her room before she was done with class.

Blaise sat at the Slytherin table waiting for her to arrive. Breakfast was almost over and she still hadn't entered the room. He looked down and looked back up again. There she was. He didn't go over right away. he wanted to give her some time to eat after all. After a couple of minutes he got up and walked over to her. It was actually better that she was so late to breakfast, less people looked at him like he was crazy talking to a Gryffindor.

As Blaise walked over to her he noticed what looked like a sketch book on top of her other books.

"Ginny?" he said quietly. As she turned to look at him he quickly slipped the sketch book into his robes. He spoke to her for a few minutes and was surprised to find out that she knew about him. She really knew about him and that she supported him asking her brother out. When they finished talking he opened the sketch book and looked through it. What he saw nearly floored him.

The book was filled with sketches. Really good sketches. Pictures of plants and animals. Including many mystical beasts. But, there were also pictures of him and Draco. She had pictures of Draco and him in there! Blaise laughed when he saw a picture of him on a broom. He would never get on a broom. Not after crashing in flying class his first year.

"What do you want now?" Draco sighed as Blaise sauntered over to him. He nodded at the way he was walking. "How do people not know you're gay?"

"One person does." Blaise said holding out the sketch book. "You're new girl does."

"What's this?"

"This is what she does with her free time." Blaise replied. "I suggest you look at it, See if you like what you see."

"When are you going to tell me who she is?"

"When you can handle it." Blaise replied smirking. "I have something to go do. However I need that back when you are done so I can return it."

"Don't worry about it." Draco said waving him off. "I'll get it to a house elf. They know where everything belongs."

"Look through the book." Blaise said as he walked away. "Don't forget to get it back."

Draco made his way to his room before he opened the book. Draco sat down on his bed and opened the sketch book. With every sketch he looked at opinions about them bounced around in his head. After flipping through the pictures he picked up his quill and started to write his opinion on the back of each page. He was careful to make sure that all the ink was dry before flipping through to the next page.

Blaise on a broom, truly interesting. The boy is scared to death of heights. During our first flying session he nearly fainted. Probably would have if Neville hadn't fallen off before we had a chance to get on. Interesting thing to see though. It is something I never thought I would see.

Draco smiling? What is that. He doesn't smile. He prides himself on not smiling. It seems like you draw things that would never happen. Why is that?

Fairies are usually very happy. Why is it that in your picture it seems to be crying? Can fairies even cry?

And we run into another picture of Draco Malfoy. This one you seem to have captured his true essence. Smirking and mad looking. Thought the question does arise. Why are you drawing Slytherins? For you aren't a Slytherin, are you? And why are you so intrigued with drawing Draco? How many more times does he appear in this book. How many more times does Blaise appear in this book. I already saw two other of him, along with three more of Draco. Is it that you like one of them?

Mandrakes? Evil plants if you ask me. Stupid crying babies that turn into teens. Did you know they bite, hard too! We had to pot them in Herbology in my second year, I never want to do it again. Draw a better plant, one that doesn't bite. And while you're at it, don't ever draw Blast Ended Skrewts.

Draco got to the last page and noticed that it didn't have anything on it. On the back of it he wrote something anyway.

I make a request even though I don't know you or you know me. I request a picture that shows the truth. The truth of you, or Draco, or anyone. Present the truth in your pictures, not silly fantasies. Hopefully I'll find this again and get to see what you drew.

Draco closed the book wondering who would have drawn those pictures. They were so detailed. Even the picture of him smiling was rather good for not having seen him smile. Hell, he had almost smiled looking at it. Well, his lip twitched up slightly.

Draco went to go find Blaise. It was time to find out who this mystery girl was.

Blaise walked around the castle looking for Ron. he didn't know what he was going to do, but, he had to do something. Maybe if he saw him something would come to mind. Of course at that moment Ron did come into view and nothing came to mind. Of course that could be because at that moment Ron was charging at him, looking very angry.

"What do you think you were doing talking to my sister?" Ron asked storming up to him.

"Nothing." Blaise replied. "We were just having a conversation."

"About?" Ron asked.

"I was just getting her permission for something."

"Permission?" Ron asked confused. "What does she need to give you permission for?"

Blaise blushed slightly. "Nothing important." Blaise took a step back from Ron. "I heard you and Granger broke up. Sad, that is."

Ron snorted. "Sure."

"You aren't upset?" Blaise asked him. "I mean after all, most people thought you two were soul mates."

"Soul mates? Merlin no." Ron shook his head, "No, there was always something missing. Felt like it was forced."

Blaise nodded. "I've been in a couple of relationships like that."

"I have to go." Ron said suddenly. He quickly walked away from Blaise shaking his head. Why was he talking to Blaise. A Slytherin at that? Ron walked to the Great Hall. It was actually where he had been going before he heard about Ginny talking to that bloke and had to have a 'friendly' word.

"Hullo Ron." Hermione said cooly not looking at him as he sat down.

"Come on. You aren't still mad at me, are you?" Ron asked sitting down. "Harry said you were going to break up with me anyway."

Hermione glared at him. "Well I didn't."

"Who cares who broke up with who?" Ron asked. "If you want you can tell everyone you broke my heart."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "You just don't get it."

"No I don't." Ron agreed. "But, I'm not too worried about understanding it either." Ron got up and moved down to the other end of the table. He couldn't deal with Hermione glaring at him all through lunch.

Blaise stood there watching Ron walk away. He was smiling to himself. They had broken up. Blaise followed Ron into the Great Hall and went and sat beside Draco.

"They broke up." Blaise said as he sat down.

"How do you know that?" Draco asked him.

"I spoke to him." Blaise replied as he took a bite out of his lunch.

"Did you tell him you were infatuated with him?" Draco smirked.

Blaise rolled his eyes. "No, because I'm not."

"Sure."

"Plus I don't want to scare him off."

"Enough about you." Draco replied. "Who is this secret girl?"

"You will find out soon enough." Blaise repeated himself from earlier.

Draco glared at him deciding it was time to push the subject. "Pansy came to my room last night."

"You didn't-"

"No." Draco interrupted. "I told her she was disgusting and that she was easy and bad in bed."

"I bet she wasn't too happy about that."

"Nope." Draco replied smirking. "She didn't like hearing that much, she slapped me."

"If you had said all that to me my reaction would be the same."

"You would react like a girl,"Draco smirked. "I looked at the pictures. This girl obviously has a thing for me, where is the challenge in that."

"Whether or not she has a thing on you, that doesn't matter. The challenge is shagging her. Trust me, she isn't going to just jump in your bed. You are actually going to have to use some charm."

Draco rolled his eyes. "This is going to be easy."

"Dare to make a wager than?" Blaise asked.

"What?" Draco asked.

"You you don't shag this girl before September is over than I get your room."

"And if I do."

"Then." Blaise started thinking.

"Then you have to be my personal house elf for the rest of the school year." Draco finished.

"Deal?" Blaise asked smirking.

"You bet." Draco said shaking his hand. "Who is she?"

"If you don't figure it out till the end of this week than I'll let you know."

Blaise stood up. "It will be nice having my own room."

Draco also stood up. "Well we better get up to Charms class."

Ginny walked into her room and saw her sketch book sitting on her bed. She looked at it puzzled. She could have sworn she took it with her to breakfast. She opened her book and started to look at the first page. Everything seemed alright. It didn't look like it had been touched. She flipped to the next page and noticed there was writing on the back of the first. She flipped though all the pages and noticed that there was writing on the back of all of them, even the last page.

The truth. This person who looked at her sketch book wanted her to draw the truth. This person actually requested a picture. Who had found her book. How had they found it? How did they get it back to her room. Did that mean it was a Gryffindor who found it?

She sat down on her bed thinking. It was true Draco didn't usually smile but she had wanted to see what it looked like. Drawing an idea from the person who had found her book she started writing below each of their comments.

I never knew Blaise was scared of heights. I simply noticed that he had the perfect physique to be a quidditch player and decided to see what it would look like. I suppose that does it explain why he doesn't play though.

True, Draco doesn't smile. But as you can see, it works on him. Although, if he did it in real life I suppose people would look at him weird. The truth is I wanted to see him smile. Truly smile. Not that stupid smirk he gets when he makes some first year cry, but smile because he is truly happy. Though I suppose he hasn't ever been truly happy. He doesn't look like someone who knows how to be happy. Which is sad. Everyone should be able to be happy. Everyone should know how to smile.

This fairy is sad. She was going to meet her lover only to find he had been killed. She came to him and found his body with a spear through the heart. He was killed by an ex lover of hers. In another book I have a picture of her ex lover and her current lover fighting over her heart.

I admit Draco smirking is rather natural for him. It was an easy picture to draw. Of course the eyes were hard. There is something buried deep in them. If you look hard enough you can see it. But, trapping it is hard. Trapping that look of.... need? It's a hard task. No, I'm not a Slytherin. I draw Blaise and Draco because they both have this aura around them that I want to capture on paper. I don't think I have been successful yet.

I find it humorous you don't like mandrakes. I find them truly fascinating. They go through the same cycles as humans, yet, they aren't. Not the most beautiful creatures, but always remember, don't judge a book by it's cover. Even the most ugly things can have a beautiful heart. Which also means the opposite is true. Even the most beautiful things can be truly ugly people.

Ginny responded on the back of all her pictures before turning back to the last page and rereading the request. She sat there, thinking. What could she draw. The person wanted the truth? She started to write.

Part of art is using imagination. Drawing what wouldn't be. The truth, that's not good. It's been lived. However I will draw something true. You want the truth, here it is. Here's the truth about me. So what's the truth about you? For starters, who are you?

Ginny closed her book. She wasn't ready to start on the picture. She knew what she was going to draw, but it would take time. Ginny tucked her sketch book into her robes and left her dorm room. She didn't know how she was going to get this back to who ever had it to begin with. Not that she was really concerned. If they were meant to have it again it would make its way back to them. Ginny walked slowly to the Great Hall. She was trapped in her own thoughts for the time being.

She ate her dinner with out really noticing what she ate. Then she went to the library. She made her way back to her usual table and started the outline to her drawing. She kept glancing at her watch to make sure she didn't accidently stay out after curfew.

"Who is it?" Draco asked Blaise his eyes scanning the hall.

"If you can't figure it out I'll let you know by the end of this week." Blaise said again.

Draco sat at the end of the Slytherin table looking over the different people. Pansy was, for once, not sitting near him, or trying to. In fact all through dinner she kept sending him glares. Draco ignored them. Even when she was mad at him she was trying to get his attention. Draco sighed as he stood up. He was tired and frustrated. It wasn't fair if Blaise was going to keep this girl a mystery now that his room depended on him knowing. He walked back to his room. He had some homework to do and focusing all his energy on shagging some girl wasn't going to get it done.

Damn. What was he thinking waging a bet with Blaise? He could lose his room now, and all because Blaise wouldn't give up the girls name!

Ron sat on his bed thinking. The thing about Hermione and him was confusing. He wasn't sad that they had broken up, relieved was more like it. Sure it was sort of fun. Having someone to talk to, but then he had that before. Really all he gained was more yelling, a lot more yelling. Ron came to the conclusion that girls were crazy.