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Chapter 5: Explain.

Draco pulled on his shirt and buttoned it up quickly, not bothering to tuck it in or put a robe over his school uniform. He did bother to do his hair, he ALWAYS did his hair, and he was slightly embarrassed that the little Weasley had seen him after he had just woken up, but was reassured that she didn't seem to mind. He prided himself in his ability to read people, it was like their thoughts traveled the air and he could hear them. Of course he wasn't a mind reader, hell, things would be so much easier if he was, it was just that he was so good at reading body language; that the persons' bodies seemed to talk to him with verbal words. But it was hard to read the little Garnet Kitten. She was, unpredictable. The night before she had tensed at his closeness, then in the morning played around with him coy fully, trying to turn his own mind games against him. Which of course, was impossible. He always won in mind games. Pansy was the master of Deceit, Blaise could seduce any woman there is if he so chose, and Draco could control and manipulate people with their own minds. That was what brought them so high in the Slytherine monarchy. When they worked as a team, they could mould people to their needs. But the little Kitten, she was different; she had lost her temper with him...twice. Nobody could lose their temper with him unless he was evoking it purposely. He did that with Weasel and Potty many times. It seemed that Granger didn't have a temper to lose, except that time in third year when she had hit him. Now that was embarrassing. He found himself hopping his little scarlet haired kitten hadn't heard of that...but that was back when he was under his father's control, it wasn't his fault. He would never say those things to the golden trio now. Except maybe Weasel, but now he would even with draw his insults with the red headed rat, in case of upsetting his sister. He was too fascinated with his Kitten; he didn't want her to hate him yet.

He shook these thoughts away from him, and slipped out of the bathroom, to find Ginny, sitting cross-legged on the bed, her eyes closed and her hands on her knees. She took what appeared to be a deep calming breath, and then let it out slowly. He crept over to her, she did not seem to realise he was there, so, he raised his hand once he was next to the bed, crept it to her side, ever so slowly, he was almost there, he was going to do it...he was going to tickle her. But her eyes snapped open, she grabbed his hand, yanked it, and he spun off balance, she held his arm behind his back with amazing strength for such a little thing.

"Impressive?" She hissed into his ear playfully, sitting on her knees on the bed, still holding his arm behind him. He sneered, if she wanted to spar, he would win. He spun himself away from her, untwisting his arm and pulling her off the bed, she flew towards him and he caught her easily...she was so light.

"You're playing with the master." He said, his breath brushing lazily against her cheek. Ginny was no master at martial arts, but living sixteen years with six brothers had given her awesome reflexes, and a few good moves to get her out of a body lock. She hooked her leg behind his and yanked as hard as she could, his knee fell out from under him and he landed flat on his back, she rolled off him and stood back up, grinning down at him.

"I am a sister to six brothers. I can take care of myself..." But he was off the ground in a second and grabbed her around the waist, slamming her against him, with one are, pinning both hers to her sides, useless, curling one of his legs around both of her legs so she couldn't trip him again.

"Don't fool your self Kitten, it is too dangerous a world out there, you can't take care of your self. No one can.

"You didn't let me finish." She whispered against his chest. He just looked down at her, waiting for her to continue. "I can take care of myself...to an extent."

Draco let her go, he expected her eyes to be brimming with tears, for her nose to sniff and for her to look at the ground as if ashamed. But she instead held her head high, crossed her arms over her chest, and stared him in the eyes.

"What are you going to do about it?" She asked, raising her eyebrows, waiting for his answer.

He didn't know what to say to that. He said nothing, looked into her unreadable eyes, trying to see what she wanted from him.

"Answer me." She said, her voice growing low with anger.

"What do you want me to do about it?" He asked quietly, not letting his eyes wander away from her brandy coloured eyes.

"I want you to teach me."

Now he really was confused. She wanted him to what?

"Teach me how to take care of myself. Show me Malfoy, I know you can." She said, the way she put her words, it was more of a challenge than a request.

"I-"

But Ginny didn't let him finish, she stepped closer, invading his personal space, she wasn't a Kitten right now, no, now she was a lioness, closing in on her prey, beautiful, strong, and wild. He had never seen her eyes burn with...he didn't know what it was, but it excited him,

"Are you going to teach me, Draco? Or am I going to have to risk my poor defenceless body, coming down here every night to try and convince you?" Now she was threating to put herself in danger, if he didn't do what she wanted. He didn't know what he felt for the little fireball, but he knew he didn't want her to get hurt. He grabbed her by the shoulders, spun around and pinned her against the wall, just like on the first night they met, back in the tunnels.

"Fine." He hissed into her ear, when he pulled back to look into her eyes again, they were gleaming with satisfaction.

"Good." She grinned at him, and suddenly the Lioness disappeared, and the Kitten was back. He put her down gently, when he heard Pansy's footsteps. Footsteps were like a fingerprint. Every one had their own unique stride, he had memorized Pansy's and Blaise's, but not Ginny's, yet. Pansy walked into the room, followed by Blaise.

"Morning," Pansy grinned at them. Blaise smiled and said nothing, letting his dark eyes glide over Ginny's body, then resting on her own eyes. She saw and his eyebrows rose and the faintest look of shock spread across his face, before he looked away again.

"Your brother has been storming around the dungeons, looking for you, would you like me to walk you back to the tower, so you can pretend you were there the whole time when he gets back?" She asked, as if she smuggled the sister of an insane rampaging Weasely into the Gryffindor tower every Sunday morning.

"Yes please," Ginny suddenly looked worried. "We had better get there fast, or Ron'll call the minister, screaming that I have been abducted or something stupid like that..." but some how, Draco got the feeling that she didn't think it was a stupid idea, and that she knew how real the threat of abduction was.

"Alright, lets go then," Pansy and Ginny left quickly, disappearing from sight, Draco had to resist the urge to grab Ginny by the arm, he didn't want her to go. When the portrait closed, Draco knew immediately that Blaise was trying to hide something.

"What are you hiding from me?" Draco asked, drawling his words lazily as if he had all day to speak them.

Blaise looked back at the closed portrait and then back at him.

"A cat's eyes are windows enabling us to see into another world." He started calmly. "Just as a snake's eyes are blind to all but heat. Draco, your Kitten...she has something of yours."

Draco raised an eyebrow at him, clearly not following.

"Have you ever looked closely into her eyes Draco?"

"Yes, many times, she spent the night and the morning," Draco put it as if Blaise were stupid.

"I mean really looked at her? As a woman?"

"Ginny is not a woman, she is a girl." Draco said, but not being able to ignore the sudden memory of the lioness that had come out in challenge earlier, then her gaze had been too fierce to examine.

"No Draco. She is sixteen. She is a woman, that ring of yours...the one you lost the night you saved her, she carries it now, but it is as much hers as it is yours."

"Explain." Draco said, not trusting his voice, trying to absorb what Blaise was telling him.

Blaise hesitated. "Look Draco, I don't know the whole story, but it has something to do with long bloodlines, and some Egyptian Goddess...that ring...it is going to turn your whole world upside down..."

Draco cursed the very air he breathed, for giving him such a complicated life.

[A/N] Okay, I know most of you wanted longer chapters, all in good time my friends. This one I could only make so long, the next one is going to be longer, I promise!

Sneek Peek:

"Ginny! What the hell did you do to your eyes?!"

"What are you talking about Ron?" Ginny asked groggily, stretching out her arms and yawning.

"Gin...I think you should look in the mirror." Ron said quietly, looking at her as if she had four heads. Ginny's heart jumped-

May the stars be with you always;

Ashen