(A/N Please go read my short little one shot Jealous of your Cigarette. It's the weirdest thing I've ever written, but I like it so I want to know your opinion. Thanks for all the reviews. You guys rock!)

Disclaimer: How many times do I have to tell you people that I don't own Harry Potter??????

Tuesday

September 10th

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 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.

Ginny sat up shaking with anger. She was a bet. All this time she knew there was something going on and he insisted there wasn't. She was a fucking bet! She closed her eyes counting to ten. It didn't work, she didn't feel any better. Ginny looked around and saw her old sketch book. She opened it and flipped to the page that had Draco smirking. She scratched out the previous comments and quickly wrote something on it before climbing out of bed.

Ginny got dressed and tucked the picture in her pocket. She made her way down to the Great Hall and waited outside the door. She spotted him coming out and walked over to him.

"Draco." she said smiling walking up to him. "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Draco replied confused.

"I have something for you." Ginny said pulling out the picture. She handed it over and waited for him to read it.

Draco quickly read it before looking up.

"I was a bet?" Ginny asked angrily. "You had a bet to see if you could shag me before September was done with?" Hurt was etched in her face, but anger was slowly winning over.

"No, it wasn't like that." Draco started.

"Save it." Ginny told him smirking. "I don't care. Figures. The only reason I went to Hogsmeade with you was because of a dream I had." She looked him over. "But at least I wasn't using you for my own amusement."

Ginny turned to go but stopped when Draco grabbed her hand.

"Let go of me." Ginny said, her voice steely, turning around. "Don't you ever touch me again." She pulled her wrist out of his grasp and walked away from Draco.

Draco read over what she had written. It was his and Blaise's conversation about the bet. Word for word. He thought for a minute before storming back into the Great Hall.

"You bastard." Draco hissed at Blaise. "How could you tell her about the bet."

"What?" Blaise asked.

Draco grabbed him and slammed him against the wall. "Why did you tell her about the bet."

"I didn't." Blaise replied trying to push Draco off of him.

Draco let go of Blaise and threw the picture at him. "Sure you didn't. I suppose she figured it out by herself."

"I didn't tell her." Blaise said. He looked down at the parchment and began reading. He looked at it horrified. "Did you tell her that the bet was off."

"Like she would believe me." Draco replied.

"She might."

"No she won't." Draco replied. Draco walked away from Blaise. If Blaise didn't tell her how did she know?

Draco sat through his morning classes without being able to concentrate. All his thoughts were on her. He couldn't keep his thoughts from centering around a girl. It had all been so much easier when it was just a simple game. Why did Blaise had to go and pick her? Why her?

"Ginny."

"Get away from me Blaise." Ginny said walking quickly down the hall.

"How did you know about the bet?"

"I dreamt it." Ginny replied not stopping, not turning around.

"We cancelled the bet."

"Why? You would have won." Ginny stopped in front of a picture of a large lady in a pink dress and muttered something. The picture swung out from the wall and she stepped in quickly slamming the portrait shut behind her.

Blaise stood there for a minute thinking. She dreamt it? Something clicked in Blaise's mind. Something Ginny had said yesterday. Dreams. Blaise smiled he could work with that.

Ginny sat in divination ignoring the lesson. She couldn't even concentrate in her favorite class. Things weren't going good for her.

"Ms. Weasley!"

"Yes Professor." Ginny replied looking up.

"I asked you if you knew what the Queen of Swords meant when it was above the two of cups."

"Sorry Professor." Ginny replied. "I don't."

Ginny zoned out of the class again as the Professor asked someone else the question she missed. Ginny got up and followed everyone out as the class ended. She was almost all the way down to the library before she was bothered by someone.

"Ginny, stop walking." Blaise said as he fell in step beside her.

"Did I not make myself clear enough earlier?" Ginny asked as she continued down the hallway.

"Just one minute and then, if you want I will leave you alone. Just let me explain some things." Blaise pleaded.

Ginny stopped and turned to face him. "You promise?"

"I promise."

Ginny thought about it for a minute before nodding her head. "Okay."

"Let's go in here." Blaise said motioning towards an empty room.

"Fine." Ginny replied leading the way.

Ginny sat down in a chair and looked at him expectantly.

"So in July I started having these dreams." Blaise started. "Just two people having a conversation. No big deal right? Except they were mentioning names. Names of people I know."

"Me and Draco?" Ginny guessed.

"Yes." Blaise replied. "And I'm guessing that you know what it had to do with."

"So he is 'the boy.'"

"Yes. and you are the girl." Blaise replied.

"So make a point already." Ginny said sighing impatiently.

"So then you heard how important it was for Draco to learn to care."

"Make your damn point."

"Okay, I'm getting there." Blaise replied. "Draco is a very complex person. He doesn't like not being in control. So if you have dreams and you need him to do something specific for you what do you do?"

"I don't know." Ginny replied.

"You manipulate him. Well, in my case you make a bet with him." Blaise smiled. "So we made a bet. My point wasn't for him to actually shag you, he just needed to get to know you."

"I could tell." Ginny replied sarcastically. "Giving the shagging a due date and all."

"You have to remember I was dealing with Draco." Blaise sighed. "Draco likes to be 'the man'. He likes to be the guy that can get any girl no matter how primitive that might be. He was looking for a conquest I just suggested the person." Blaise smirked. "It was working quite well, except Draco is apparently a very big wimp when it comes to emotions."

"Blaise I already knew about the dreams, I've had them." Ginny sighed. "So what does it matter?"

"I'm getting there." Blaise replied. "So yesterday we get in this big row. Turns out that out of all the girls at this school he couldn't play his little conquest game with you."

"Oh really." Ginny replied suspiciously. "And why is that."

"I was telling him that he fell for you and that was his mistake, He knew better than to fall for the girl he is playing with. When he decides to inform me he didn't fall for you."

"So you brought me here-"

"So." Blaise continued interrupting Ginny's interruption. "The very interesting thing he told me was that he hadn't fallen for you, he can't have, he already liked you." Blaise smirked as he saw the look that came across Ginny's face. "So to sum up. We have a girl who was doing a good deed to the world by following her dreams, until she falls for the boy. Hell only knows why, like I said you are too good for that prat. And the boy tries to play the game only to find out that's the only girl he can't win with. He can't bring himself to use her like that, he likes her too much."

"If he liked me why did he agree to me in the first place."

Blaise pulled out the parchment that she had given Draco earlier. "Is this what you heard in your dream?"

"Yes." Ginny replied glancing at the parchment.

"Notice how we don't mention who the girl is. He didn't know it was you yet." Blaise replied. "If he had who knows what would have happened."

"Maybe I wouldn't have had all this happen to me." Ginny said getting up. "After all what did all this get me?"

"Knowledge." Blaise replied. "Do you want to know why he liked you?"

"Sure." Ginny sighed. "Why not?"

"Because you could get under his skin." Blaise replied. "You knew him well enough to know what would but him."

"What?"

"You knew him. You knew what to say if you wanted to make him angry. Do you know how hard it is to make him angry? Nearly impossible." Blaise answered himself. "You could make him so mad, you knew what strings to pull."

"That doesn't mean I knew him."

"You drew him." Blaise continued ignoring her. "Which I think appealed to his ego. You know how conceited he is."

Ginny snorted in agreement.

"The thing with Draco is he doesn't like not being in control and before you interrupt me I know I said that already. I think, and this is only my opinion. I think that you make him feel out of control." Blaise looked down at her. "I bet he's told you things that he hadn't meant to. What did he tell you? His mom? His bastard father?" Blaise laughed bitterly. "I know he told you. He hates talking about it. He wrote me over the summer about it, wouldn't even tell me in person." Blaise sat down across from her. "You scare him."

"He told you this?" Ginny asked him skeptically.

"No." Blaise admitted. "But I can tell."

"How?" Ginny asked him.

"Because when he looks at you he is scared and I don't think it's really you. But, what you can do to him."

"What?"

"Draco doesn't care about anyone."

"That's not true." Ginny interrupted him.

"Let me rephrase then." Blaise replied smiling. "Draco has gotten through his life without caring for anyone. He has been raised to be cold and to hate. Caring is dangerous if your father is a Death Eater. It gets you beat and bruised. If you care then you bleed. Of course you also get beat as a way to teach you obedience. For most kids it works. You get beat a few times and you will do anything your father wants you to. However for the third time Draco likes being in control. Every time his father beat him Draco grew to hate him more. It seemed that everything his father did to tame him back fired. He decided not to be like his father. It's the only reason we are friends. His father is homophobic."

"Therefore he isn't." Ginny replied nodding.

"Draco hates a lot of people. Hating people was an easy way to stay off his fathers radar. All he had to do was make fun of someone and his father would reward him. Draco didn't mind being a prat when it came to the way he treated people. For most of his life he actually liked his father. It wasn't until the past few years he did start to change. It was when his father started to bring home muggle girls and raping them. I suppose he always did rape them, just not at their house. Draco started to see what was really going on at his house. He saw how his father treated his mother, every aspect. There was a lot he hadn't noticed before, you don't notice a lot when you aren't at home. So Draco started to detest his father. It was rather easy after all what did his father teach him all along. To hate. His father started to beat him more. It didn't affect Draco though, he had long grown past the age where that worked. After a certain number of beatings you stop feeling them as much. It doesn't affect you. You learn to just breath through the pain. It becomes mental." Blaise looked at Ginny to see how she was taking all this. Her eyes were opened wide and she looked very shocked.

"His first real disobedience towards his father was taking care of his mother. It was after his fifth year that he started to help his mother. He became quite good at healing charms and potions. Then last year we started to become really good friends. He found out about me and my secret and to my surprise he didn't hate me. I suppose that he also started to care about you. I don't know why, I really don't. He has always loved arguing with you because you were good at come backs. I know it's weird but its how he started to like you."

"What was your point?" Ginny asked him. "You just talked alot."

Blaise smiled. "My point was Draco is only pushing you away because he is scared. Draco is a master at his game. Shag the girl, have his fun and move on. You don't get attached and you don't care. It's against the rules. But with out meaning too he broke them."

"What am I suppose to do about that?" Ginny asked him.

"You've had the dreams you know how important this is."

"So what do you want from me?" Ginny asked him. "You want me to date him because of my dream. I'm not going to. I'm not going to use him like he used me."

"He didn't use you."

"Yes he did." Ginny replied. "Did he call off the bet?"

"No."

"Exactly."

"Actually he came to me and told me I won." Blaise replied. "He has twenty days left but he told me I won. You wouldn't be using him. You like him, just go talk to him."

"It isn't that easy." Ginny replied. "So I go talk to him and what he decides to care? You and I both know that isn't going to happen. So your whole long talk has been a waste of time."

Blaise sighed as he rolled his eyes. "Just go let him know you don't hate him. Will you just do that?"

"I don't know what to say." Ginny said quietly. "Even if I wanted to, which I don't, I wouldn't know what to say."

"I suppose that you always knew what to say when dealing with Draco." Blaise said raising an eyebrow.

"I don't want to talk to him." Ginny replied. "I don't want to talk to him."

"Did he really hurt you that bad?"

"He lied to me and he played with my head." Ginny replied. "He made a fool of me when I told him not to. You can maybe understand why I'm not too eager to talk to him."

"Do you not listen?"

"I do." Ginny replied. "Draco's a cold individual. He likes to be in control. So what am I suppose to do."

"Just go tell him you don't hate him."

"Why? What's the point to that?"

"The point is for you to be happy." Blaise smirked. "And if you happen to have dreams that tell you that it is working than who can help that."

"How do you know he'll want to talk to me?"

"Just let him know you don't hate him. And then move on from there."

"Did you tell my brother about me and Draco."

Blaise laughed. "Do I really look that stupid."

"Just thought I would ask." Ginny replied. "Can I ask you a question."

"That is a question." Blaise smirked.

"How did you know all that about Draco."

Blaise smiled bitterly. "I lived it. My father just isn't as high up, less pressure on me to be the perfect son."

"Oh."

"Plus Voldermort doesn't have grand plans with me."

"You had dreams about that too."

"I think we both had the same dreams."

"I didn't know you were good in divination."

"I try not to spread it around. It seems that we both have the gift though."

"So what does he want with Draco anyway?"

"Voldermort needs a new body, his current one is wearing out and and it isn't as strong as it once was." Blaise replied.

"He wants to posses Draco?"

"More like share."

"Share?"

"Both minds sharing the body, sort of. It's hard to explain. But it won't work as well if Draco isn't a heartless bastard."

Ginny stood up. "So I suppose you want me to go find Draco?"

"Draco's in his room."

"Where is that?"

"Haven't you been there?"

"I think I fell asleep on the way." Ginny replied sheepishly. "You know big gash in the head."

"Yeah right." Blaise smiled. "Follow me."

Ginny followed Blaise down some stairs and through some corridors.

"This is it." Blaise said turning to Ginny. He kissed her on the forehead. "Good luck."

"Thanks." Ginny replied a bit confused.

"Don't worry." Blaise told her as he walked away. "A kiss on the forehead is just a friendly thing."

"Ok." Ginny replied as she reached up to knock on Draco's door. She stood there nervously waiting for Draco to open the door. When he did she stood there for a minute looking at him. "I don't hate you. I just thought you should know."

"Wouldn't you have to care to hate me."

"I suppose so." Ginny replied rolling her eyes. "You lied to me."

"I didn't lie to you."

"You lied by omitting."

"So why are you here?"

"I already told you." Ginny sighed. "I just wanted to let you know I don't hate you."

"Why?"

"Because Blaise thought you should know that I don't hate you." Ginny replied. "Not that it will make a difference since you don't give a damn about me." Ginny turned to go but changed her mind. "You know you didn't have to take me to Hogsmeade. Even with your stupid bet you didn't have to. I mean isn't that what makes you the Slytherin Sex God. You don't have to wine and dine a girl to get her in your bed."

"I didn't take you to Hogsmeade because of the bet." Draco replied quietly. "I took you because I knew you would like the museum."

"Well, everyone has their moments." Ginny replied. "Even you." Ginny turned to leave again.

"Don't go." Draco said quietly.

"Why shouldn't I?" Ginny asked not turning around.

"Because I screwed up." Draco replied.

"I know, you mentioned that already."

"No, I screwed up when I said that."

"I have to go." Ginny replied. "I did what I came here to do."

"What did Blaise tell you?"

"What?"

"You're here because of Blaise, he must have said something."

Ginny turned back around for a second time and leaned against the wall. "He told me that you are the best at your little game. That you can go from one girl to another, have your fun and then dump them. No emotions involved. He also told me that you told him he won, which considering you have all month was very out of character for you." Ginny looked at Draco. "He said that he told you that you had screwed up falling for me. And you told him you didn't fall for me, you had already liked me. He said a lot more, but that seemed like it actually fit our situation."

"What else did he say?"

Ginny shook her head. "That's all you have to say? You just want to know what he said about you."

"What do you want from me?"

"Nothing." Ginny replied. "I'm leaving." Ginny started walking away from him. She was disappointed, but what had she really expected. Ginny went up to her dorm room and pulled her sketch book out of her side table. Then she made her way down to the library and back to her favorite table. Ginny had been there for Merlin knows how long staring at the page when she heard someone approach her.

"Run out of things to draw?"

Ginny sighed. "What do you want?"

"I want you to draw me something real."

"I already did that for you."

"I can't have another picture."

"No."

"Can I draw something then." Draco asked sitting across from her.

Ginny pushed the book and charcoal pencils towards him. "Sure. Ruin my favorite time of the day."

Draco picked up one of the pencils and started to draw. He concentrated and after a couple of minutes he looked up. He pushed the book back towards her. "Something real."

"Why did you draw this?"

"You drew me something real, I figured I should return the favor."

"But, why this?"

"I've never seen you look so happy than at the museum." Draco replied. "And you were telling me about happy. I drew that because you were beautiful that day." Draco looked up from the picture. "You're beautiful everyday and I've never thought that about any girl."

"Stop playing these games."

"I'm not playing games with you." Draco replied. "This is me being honest."

"Why?"

"Blaise is an annoying boy when he wants to be." Draco replied smirking.

"I know."

"But, he's almost always right."

Ginny didn't say anything.

"That necklace you love so much, in the store in Hogsmeade."

"What about it?"

"The crystal that is wrapped in the rose stem, did you know it keeps dreams. As you sleep it collects them, in the morning you can decide which ones to keep. It also keeps the wearer safe from most bad spells. It lights up also. Do you want to know why it lights up?"

"Why does it light up?" Ginny asked him.

Draco held up the necklace. "Here, it's yours."

Ginny looked at it suspiciously. "I thought you were going to tell me why it lights up."

"You have to be wearing it first." Draco replied. "Can I put it on you?"

Ginny stood up and walked around to Draco's side of the table. He stood up and clasped the necklace around her neck. Draco leaned forwards and quickly kissed her. It wasn't a deep kiss, it wasn't long. It was sweet and chaste, like Ginny was. It was also his way of making sure that she didn't hurt him for touching her. "It lights up when you feel something." Draco whispered holding up the crystal. "That's a good color too."

"It's glowing pink." Ginny said quietly.

"Yes it is." Draco replied just as quietly.

"Why did you get this for me?" Ginny asked backing away from him.

"It suited you."

"Thank you, it's beautiful. Why though?"

Draco stepped back and sat back down in the chair he had just vacated. He looked at Ginny curiously. "I'm not the only one who lied."

"What?"

"What was this about a dream?"

"Blaise didn't tell you?"

"No."

"Oh." Ginny replied retaking her seat across from him. "I had a few dreams that just indicated that I should date you."

"That isn't the whole truth."

"No it isn't." Ginny replied. "But that's the most I'm going to tell you."

"Why?"

"I don't want to tell you." Ginny replied. Draco gave her a curious look and she sighed. "You wouldn't like the rest if you knew it."

"If I knew the rest, how would I feel about you."

"I don't know." Ginny replied. "I suppose I would have to know how you feel about me to begin with." Ginny stood up. "It's late, almost past curfew. I have to go, can't be caught out of my room after hours." Ginny tore the picture that Draco drew out of her sketch book and slid it to him. "Here, keep this, you drew it." Ginny turned to leave but turned back to him. "You are a really good artist. As shocking as that may be."