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Saturday

September 7th

"When is the boy coming?"

"Soon my Lord, soon."

"You know what will happen to you if you fail?"

"I won't fail, my Lord."

Ginny woke up and added her most recent dream to her list. Clearly something was starting to happen. They needed the boy soon. How soon was soon? She tucked the parchment back in her side table and got up. Today was the Hogsmeade trip. Today was her date with Draco, if you could call it a date. Ginny didn't know what it was exactly. OR why he asked her. She didn't believe for a second that it had to do with Harry. However it didn't really matter she had her own priorities.

Ginny got up and looked in the mirror. She might as well try to look spectacular. So Ginny turned and grabbed some clean clothes and made her way down to the girls bath. She took a long shower washing her hair and cleaning herself. She climbed out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She went over to one of the mirrors and cast a drying spell on her hair.

"That's better." Ginny said to herself as she looked in the mirror. Ginny quickly got dressed. She had decided to wear the black skirt her mother bought her before the start of school and her green blouse underneath her cloak. Ginny walked out of the bathroom to see Goyle lurking about.

"What do you want?" Ginny asked walking quickly in the direction of the Great Hall.

"I just wanted to see if you wanted to change your mind about Hogsmeade."

"No. I don't think I do." Ginny said not looking at him as she continued quickly down the hall.

Goyle grabbed her arm.

"Let go of me." Ginny said trying to wrench her arm out of his grasp.

"Are you sure you don't want ot change your mind?" Goyle asked her again, this time more frighteningly.

"I'm positive now let go." Ginny said trying to pull her arm away.

"Is there a problem?" Blaise asked walking up.

"Yes." Ginny replied. "Get him off of me."

Blaise quickly cast a repelling charm on Goyle and pulled Ginny down the hall as she got free of his grasp.

"Why didn't you just use your wand?" Blaise asked her.

"I didn't think of it." Ginny replied. "He was scaring me."

"Well you might want to practice going for your wand when you are scared." Blaise replied as they entered the Great Hall.

"Thanks." Ginny told him. "I'll remember that."

"Don't forget it." Blaise said again as he started towards his table.

"I won't." Ginny called as she started towards her own table.

"What was that about?" Ron asked her as she sat down.

"Nothing." Ginny replied. "Just havign a little chat."

"Oh."

"So what do you have planned to do today?" Ginny asked him as she spread jam on her toast.

"Actually Blaise and I are going to wander around Hogsmeade together." Ron replied as he took a bite of his bacon.

"Oh yeah." Ginny replied. "Have fun."

"What are you going today?"

"Oh nothing." GInny replied. "I don't even know if I'm going to go to Hogsmeade."

"Why not?"

"Don't want to wander around by myself."

"You could always come with me."

"No thanks." Ginny said as she took another bite of her toast. "I don't want you to have your little sister hanging around."

"I wouldn't mind."

"I have to go." Ginny said getting up. She didn't expect Ron to invite her to come along. He never had before. It had always been Harry or Hermione who invited her and Ron would look like someone had cancelled Christmas. "I have some homework to do after all."

"We have a problem." Blaise said sitting across from Draco. "He isn't letting up."

"What?" Draco asked only half listening, he was lost in his own thoughts.

"Goyle." Blaise hissed. "He grabbed her in the hallway, Merlin only knows what he wanted."

"That prat." Draco hissed back. "I told him to leave her alone."

"I don't think he is going to."

"He will once I get through with him."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll wait for him Monday night." Draco replied with a sneer on his face. "He will regret it. I promised him he would."

"And you never break your promises."

"Exactly." Draco said getting up."He knows better than to take things I want." Draco growled as he watched Goyle walk in the Great Hall. Draco glared at Goyle as he walked over to the Slytherin table.

"Goyle." Draco said acknowledging his presence. "Don't forget what I said to you." With that Draco walked out of the Great Hall. Blaise followed behind him. He knew better than to stay near Goyle, not after whisking Ginny away from him.

Ginny stood by the Hogwart's gates waiting for Draco to arrive. She checked her watch, he had five minutes still. Ginny was about to pull out her sketch book when Draco walked up.

"Hullo Weasel." Draco drawled as he looked her up and down. She was looking nicer than usual. "Been waiting long?"

"No." Ginny replied. "So are you ready to go?"

"Wow if I were any other guy I might be hurt with so lack of enthusiasm."

"If you were any other boy I might actually be excited."

"Why do you hurt me so little Weasel?"

"Don't kid yourself." Ginny replied. "I couldn't hurt you even if I tried. You have to respect me to let me hurt you."

"What makes you think I don't respect you?"

"You call me little Weasel."

"You don't like my pet name for you."

"Considering that half the time you say my 'pet name' with contempt, no I don't like it." GInny replied as she looked into shop windows.

"Oh little Weasel." Draco said kindly. "I don't say your name with contempt. Anger maybe, ridicule sure, but not in contempt."

Ginny didn't reply as she stopped in the front of a window of a jewelry shop. It was still there, the necklace she had wanted last year. She stood there looking at it, forgetting she was with Draco.

"Does the little Weasel see something she likes?" Draco asked smugly.

"What?" Ginny asked turning towards him. She hadn't really heard what he had said.

"The necklace, you're looking at it like it's some long lost relative."

"What's your point?" Ginny asked turning back to the display.

"Nothing, it's just your eyes don't ever light up like that and one look at that necklace."

"You noticed whether my eyes light up or not?" Ginny asked him smirking, but not looking away from the window.

"I notice everything." Draco replied.

"No you don't."

"I noticed you."

"Why is that?" Ginny asked him smugly looking away from the display.

"What?"

"Why did you notice me?" Ginny asked. "I'm the same I have always been."

"You're fun to argue with." Draco replied truthfully. "It's fun to make you angry."

"Oh joy." Ginny replied turning and walking down the road. "No wonder you've always bothered me, you like to make me mad."

"Don't admit you don't like arguing with me."

"You never really gave me a choice." Ginny replied. "You ridicule me if I fought back or if I just sat there. So I might as well get my two cents in."

"Usually it is quite a rude two cents too." Draco smirked. "You are not a nice girl."

"Like you know what nice is." Ginny replied. 'When was the last time you were nice?"

"I never claimed to be nice. Maybe I don't want to be nice."

"Like you don't want to smile?" Ginny asked.

"I don't feel the need to smile.' Draco replied. "People smile when they are happy."

"Why aren't you happy?"

"Because Slytherins aren't suppose to be happy."

"Blaise is happy."

"Blaise is different."

"I know."

"What do you know?"

"I know he is with my brother right now."

"Seems this year Weasleys are popular with Slytherins."

Ginny laughed. "I doubt that. It's more like a contest."

"What do you mean?"

"Let's see who will win the Weasley over. Will it be Goyle or Malfoy? WIll Blaise get the boy."

"So who's winning."

"No one.Blaise might get the boy though." Ginny replied. "I already told you, you don't get to have me."

"You'll change your mind."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Because I always get what I want."

Ginny looked at him. "Than this will be a good life lesson for you. You don't get me."

"Keep saying that Weasley, but you're here aren't you?"

"What does that mean?"

"You chose to come with me to Hogsmeade."

"Maybe I just wanted a couple of free meals." Ginny smirked. "After all, I'm so poor I probably can't afford a decent meal."

"Why won't you just admit that you like me."

"Because I don't like to lie." Ginny replied as she turned in a shop.

"Good Morning Ms. Weasley." the shop keeper said smiling.

"Good morning." Ginny replied. "How is business going?"

"You know." the shopkeeper started. "There isn't a lot of need for art supplies, but every once in a while I get a big sale."

"Well today you will be." Ginny smiled. "Fred and George sent me to buy materials for their new fliers."

"Let me show you my new color changing ink." the shopkeeper said pulling her towards the back of the store.

"I'll be right back." Ginny called to Draco.

"You don't have a thing for my sister?" Ron asked Blaise as they walked through Hogsmeade.

Blaise laughed. "No, she isn't my type. Why do you ask?"

"I was just wondering why you wanted to hang out with me."

Blaise laughed as he led Ron into the Hog's Head. "Let's get some drinks."

Blaise ordered two drinks as they sat down.

"Thank you for your purchase." the shopkeeper smiled at Ginny. "Please come again."

"You know I will." Ginny said smiling back. She walked out of the shop to find Draco leaning against the wall. "Where did you go?"

"I was bored." Draco replied.

"Sorry." Ginny replied with out the least bit of sincerity in her voice.

"I'm sure you are." Draco replied. "So do you want to go get something to eat."

"Sure." Ginny nodded. "Why not."

"So what did you buy?" Draco asked looking at the bag in her hands.

"Just some art supplies for the twins' fliers. And a new sketch book."

"I thought you already had a new one." Draco said puzzled.

"I do, but I don't like that one." Ginny replied. "It isn't as sturdy as I usually like."

"So the Weasel is picky, thats good to know." Draco said as he pulled the door to the tea shop open. He held it open for Ginny before he went in.

"You have manners. Who would have thought?" Ginny smirked as she sat down at a table.

"My mother taught me well." Draco replied smugly.

"So what are you going to do if any of your little Slytherin pals see us together."

"Probably tell them I'm just with you because you are great in bed." Draco replied smugly.

"You wouldn't." Ginny said disgusted. "You can't."

"Why not?" Draco asked her.

"Because it isn't true." Ginny replied. "You can't."

"I can though." Draco replied.

Ginny stood up. That was it. She wasn't going to stand here and let him tell lies about her. She didn't care what dreams she had.

"Little Weasel." Draco said grabbing her wrist. "Don't go."

"Don't touch me." Ginny said looking down at him. "I'm leaving."

"Don't leave. I was only jesting." Draco pleaded with her.

"You know when you are asking something of someone you shouldn't smirk." Ginny said still standing there thinking.

"What can I do to get you to stay."

"Apologize." Ginny replied crossing her arms in front of her, smirking.

"Apologize?" Draco asked. "You want me to apologize?"

"Yes." Ginny replied smiling. "I want you to apologize."

"Fine." Draco said standing up. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Ginny asked him.

"For making you upset."

"You suck at apologies." Ginny said sitting down.

"I don't usually have to give them."

"So why did you?"

"That's none of your business."

Ron and Blaise had spent a while in the Hog's head before going to another bar and getting a booth in the very back. They had both had quite a few drinks, and Ron wasn't quite use to liquor like Blaise was.

"You know the problem with me and Hermione was." Ron said with a little slurring. "I wasn't attracted to her. She was pretty yes, but I would look at her and I wouldn't be wowed."

"Why is that?" Blaise asked him. Blaise wasn't quite as drunk as Ron.

"Because I never found her attractive." Ron replied. "I don't really like any of the girls in the castle."

"Why not?"

"None of them are attractive." Ron looked down at his bottle. "I wonder why that is?"

"Do you find anyone in the castle attractive?" Blaise asked him.

Ron smiled. "I'm not telling you."

"Why not?" Blaise asked him.

"Because I'm not suppose to like him." Ron replied.

"Him?" Blaise asked raising an eyebrow.

"What?" Ron asked looking up.

"You said him."

"Did I?" Ron asked. "Are you sure?"

"Come on little Weasel." Draco said leading her down the road. "I have a surprise for you."

"Where are we going?" Ginny asked him.

"I just said it was a surprise." Draco replied rolling his eyes. "Don't tell me I have to tell you what a surprise is."

Ginny glared at him. "I just wanted to know where we were going."

"Here, we are going here." Draco said stopping in front of a large building. "Come on."

Draco led Ginny into the building.

"What is this place?" Ginny asked him looking around at all the pictures on the wall.

"It's a museum." Draco replied smirking.

"I know, but I didn't even know it was here."

"Not many people do." Draco replied. "My mother loves this place." Draco told her. "She use to take me here when I was younger and tell me about all the different artists. Some of them are muggle paintings."

Ginny walked slowly around the different rooms looking at all the different pictures. "This place is so wonderful."

"It is." Draco agreed. "My father wouldn't ever come here so it would just be me and my mum."

"Why are you telling me this?" Ginny asked.

"Why shouldn't I?"

"Because it shows something besides your evil Slytherin exterior." Ginny replied moving on to another painting.

"I'm still evil." Draco smirked. "I do have my good moments though."

"Maybe you should have more of those." Ginny said walking to the next room.

"What fun would that be?"

"You might be surprised."

"Of I might be disappointed." Draco replied.

"You might." Ginny replied stopping in front of a painting. "This is beautiful."

"Monet." Draco replied. "A french artist who like to use pointillism."

"It's beautiful." Ginny repeated.

"My mother likes him." Draco told her. "We own two of his, of course we never let my father see them, he would burn them."

"Why?" Ginny asked him in shock.

"Because it was made by a muggle." Draco replied. "He doesn't care much for art anyway."

"That's sad." Ginny said finally moving on to the next picture.

"It's life."

"True."

Blaise had slowly made his way closer to Ron during their conversation which had steered off from who Ron might find attractive to Quidditch. Blaise was getting impatient.

"Do you want to know who I find attractive?" Blaise asked leaning closely to Ron.

"Who?" Ron asked him.

Blaise leaned forward and covered Ron's lips with his own. When Ron didn't push him away he deepened the kiss. Ron opened his mouth slightly and Blaise slipped his tongue in. Blaise gently pulled Ron closer, he was afraid that if he made any sudden moves that Ron would pull away.

Blaise felt a bit bad that he was pushing himself on Ron when he was drunk. But, he needed to make a move on him. Ron moaned into Blaise's mouth pulling him out of his thoughts.

Ron had never thought about kissing a boy before. Not that he wouldn't, it just had never occurred to him. After all if you were a boy you were suppose to like girls. It was how the world worked, it was how he was suppose to be.

Ron for the past two nights had dreamt about Blaise. Each day he would wake up wondering what those dreams meant but he couldn't figure it out. Then Blaise kissed him.

Ron wrapped his arms around Blaise pulling him closer. Maybe it was all the alcohol in his system but he was really enjoying this kiss.

GInny and Draco spent the rest of the after noon in the museum. He didn't rush her, he was use to being patient. It was interesting for him to watch her. Some of the pictures she would stand in front of for ten minutes before she would move on to the next. Her eyes would scan the pictures not wanting to miss a thing. When she saw one she really liked she would comment on it. Mention how beautiful it was, or what technique the artist used.

When they left the museum the sun was almost all the way down. "Let's go get dinner." Draco said motioning her towards a little restaurant beside the museum.

Ginny sat down across from Draco and looked around. "This place is really nice."

"When I was younger I hated this place." Draco said. "It isn't a very fun place for an eight year old. However my mother would insist that it was the best."

"Only the best for the Malfoys?" Ginny asked smiling at him.

"Yep." Draco replied. "Of course I did grow up to appreciate this place."

"How could you not?" Ginny asked. "This place is beautiful."

"The food is very good also." Draco said as they were handed menus.

Ginny looked down at the menu and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked her.

"It's in french." Ginny replied. She looked up at him. "I can't read french."

She looked back down. "Why is there a french restaurant in the middle of Hogsmeade?"

"Well, we are in the high class side of Hogsmeade." Draco replied. "Most students never even come this way."

"Why do you?"

"I don't normally." Draco replied. "I just knew that you would like this place."

Ginny looked up at Draco and into his eyes. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being nice to me." Ginny replied. She looked down again at the menu.

Draco sat there for a moment watching her. He was being nice, nicer than he meant to be. He watched as she bit her lip contemplatively.

"What am I going to order?" she asked looking back up at him. He looked away quickly.

"I can order for you." Draco replied. "My french is perfect."

"You won't order me anything weird will you?" Ginny asked him.

"I might." Draco smirked. "It would be interesting."

Draco started speaking in french, after a couple of moments food appeared on their plates.

"What did you order me?" Ginny asked looking at her plate suspiciously.

"Don't worry." Draco replied. "it's just a really dressed up chicken breast."

"Oh, okay." Ginny said as she took a small bite of it.

"You like it don't you." Draco smirked as he took a bite of his food.

"It's okay." Ginny replied.

Blaise sat there snogging Ron for a while before Ron pulled away.

"I have to go." Ron said quickly as he stood up. Ron left the bar at a near run. Blaise groaned as he leaned back in his chair. What happened? It was going so great. Ron was a great kisser. Blaise got up and paid the bill. He left the bar and started to slowly make his way back to Hogwarts. It was going so well.

"So little Weasel admit you had fun." Draco smirked as they walked back to Hogwarts.

"I did." Ginny replied. "You surprised me."

Draco didn't reply.

"What about you?" Ginny asked. "Did you have fun?"

"Slytherins don't have fun." Draco replied.

"Unless it's torturing someone." Ginny added. "But, I asked if you had fun."

Draco looked over at her. "I suppose it was alright."

Ginny laughed. "Ouch, you wound me. You spend the whole day with me and it was only alright."

"Very funny Weasel." Draco smirked. "Turning my words around on me."

"I thought so." Ginny replied.

They walked along in silence for a bit. Ginny kept her head down while she walked. She was thinking. Mostly because she was confused. Draco was acting like he normally did, at all, and it was confusing.

Draco watched her as they walked. He was so close to winning his bet with Blaise and it was only the seventh of September. "Did I tell you that you looked nice today?" Draco said suddenly.

"What?" Ginny asked looking up suddenly.

"You look nice."

"Erm, thanks." Ginny said blushing.

Draco smirked at her blushing. "Not use to hearing a compliment?"

Ginny didn't answer him. She just looked back down again.

"So do I get a good night kiss?" Draco asked her as they neared the gates.

Ginny looked up at him. "I don't know what you are playing at but I know better than to kiss a snake."

Draco nodded. "Smart."

"I know." Ginny replied. "I better get back to the common room before people notice I'm not there." Ginny turned from him and walked up to the castle ahead of him. He didn't bother to rush after her. He knew she wasn't going to say yes. She wasn't that type of girl, after all. Draco smirked, he was good at this game.

Ron hurried back to Hogwarts not bothering to say good bye to Blaise. It was like all of a sudden what he was doing had actually hit him. And it really scared him. Ron ran up to the boys dorm and flopped on his bed. He crawled under his blankets and prayed he wouldn't have any dreams of Blaise.