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A/N Once again, I am soooo soooo sooooo sorry for taking so long. I was grounded, I am just happy to be back! So, here it goes! Also, I don't realy have many reviews from the last chapter I posted, but, I am so proud of this chapter that I want to post it now.

Dracosbaby7: Thank you very much for the wonderful review! Of all the fanfics I have written, this is my favourite. I am glad you like my portrayal of the characters, I work hard on them to get their personalities right!

MissyNoGrace: I am so glad that you like my story! I am so proud of it! Your reviews are always welcom, and I hope you will review again! I though him calling her kitten was a nice touch.

Bigreader: I, too am against guys at the moment…except maybe Draco . Damn men…I have had this thing for this once guy for THREE years…and all of the sudden, I am nothing more than a bug under his foot…I swear…this kid is pissing me off…one day he is gonna get a good slug across the face, delivered by yours truly…on a slightly happier note…ENJOY THE NEXT CHAPTER!

DarkFaerieyMagick: Love the new pen name! I was hopping you would review! Unfortunatly, the thing I did to get grounded for so long is too horrible to be spoken of, so I will not be able to shre it with you…otherwise, I would, trust me! Wait till you read this completely pointless chapter! I am so proud of it!

Chapter Ten: Late Dinner with a Kitten

Draco's ears pricked when he heard Pansy's stride near. He sighed in relief and closed his eyes again. He was currently lying on his back, sprawled gracefully across his bed. He had a throbbing headache that he couldn't get rid of. Pansy was good at getting rid of headaches. Pansy slipped into the room and smiled softly at Draco, his eyes closed, he could not see her, but he knew her well enough that she would be amused by his lazing about.

"Tired Draco?" She asked, her voice light. Draco unconsciously examined her tone…it seemed, cheerful, and triumphant even.

"No." He said. He rubbed his temples again, squeezing his eyes together harder. He knew Pansy was smiling again, and a moment later, there was a cool breeze and his headache was gone.

"Thanks." He said, opening his eyes and sitting up. He looked at the clock, it was four thirty, he was planning on patrolling soon, so he pulled on a white shirt and quickly buttoned it up, glancing up at Pansy, who had made herself comfortable in one of the chairs. She was idly twirling her wand in-between her fingers and watching it intently, apparently deep in though. By the way her lips were curled up in a smile, and how her fingers kept running themselves through her hair, Draco could tell she was thinking about a guy. But by the way her legs were crossed and her foot was tapping impatiently, he knew he was not welcome to ask what she was thinking about. He shrugged. He was in a good mood and had no desire to make Pansy's apparent good mood disappear. So, he simply slipped on his robes, pocketed his wand, and slipped away into the shadows of the dungeons.

It was getting late and the night had been a slow one. Draco decided it would be fine to leave for a while and get something to eat. He was getting hungry. He walked slowly in the general direction of the kitchens, being careful to stay in the shadows. His footsteps so soft they were almost impossible to hear. He gently tickled the pear in the portrait and walked into the kitchens. Ginny was sitting cross legged on one of the counters, her back against the wall, as she munched down happily on a plump red apple. He smirked at her and sighed loudly.

"Could you help me miss? Everywhere I go, I seem to cross paths with this fiery feral woman. She just won't leave me alone…" He drawled, his voice playful. Ginny almost fell forwards off the counter. He had startled her, as she had not heard him come in.

"Damn you Malfoy! You scared the crap out of me!" She growled at him, before, settling herself back on the counter.

"That, my Kitten, was the whole idea." He smirked at her and asked a near by house elf if there were any leftovers from dinner. The little elf scurried away, eager to please, and came back quickly with a pretty gold plate arranged neatly with prime rib, mashed potatoes and green beans. Draco leaned casually against the counter facing Ginny, and began to eat his dinner.

"What are you doing up so late?" Ginny asked him, then taking a bite from her apple.

"Patrolling." Was his unenthusiastic answer.

"Patrolling?"

"Yes." Draco said, again not elaborating. Ginny grinned at him, taking the hint.

"You going home for Christmas?" She asked, trying to keep the mood light, but Draco suddenly darkened.

"Unfortunately." Was his snapping reply. It was not until he looked up at Ginny with piercing grey eyes did he realise that he had frightened her. He put down his fork and sighed.

"I'm sorry Kitten." He mumbled, he regretted snapping at her, but he had gotten her angry with him, and he would have to deal with the consequences.

"Your sorry. Yeah, well so am I Draco. I don't know what I did wrong, for you to snap at me like that." She snarled. Draco raised his eyebrow at her, and her stomach rolled over, making her breath catch in her throat.

"I-" She started to say. He was walking towards her now, and amused, dangerous sort of smirk on is face.

"You what?" He asked, almost letting himself smile, but he held it back. Ginny tried to summon up her anger, but she just couldn't, he was just too…sexy.

"I…uhh…"

"That's what I thought." He said, his voice quiet, he was thoroughly enjoying himself, he continued to walk towards her, and she pressed herself back against the wall, until his face was inches from hers.

"Don't I get an apology?" He whispered, purposely invading her personal space, he could feel her heart beating, he was so close. Because she was sitting on the counter, her head was level with his, he moved even closer, letting his lips stay ever so tantalizingly out of reach. He knew she wanted to kiss him. Hell, did he ever want to kiss her. But he knew he wouldn't, he knewshe wouldn't. It just wasn't right.

"Draco…" She whispered, when she said his name, it made his heart beat faster, and he struggled not to kiss her pretty lips. He smirked again, kissed her on the forehead, and left. Ginny's spine tingled as he left, her heart struggling to go back to normal.

A/N This was more of a filler chapter to get me back into shape. I'm pretty please with how it turned out though…review or you will be attacked by bloodthirsty chickens! I swear it!