CH: 9 In the kitchen

"What may we get young mistress?" a house elf asked.

"Could I get a nice cup of tea please?" Ginny asked.

"Right away mistress!" The house elf replied, thriled that he was getting to help someone.

As Ginny was waiting, she went over and sat down at the replica of the Gryffindor table right above it. She had been sitting down for a few seconds, when said, "So, what brings you to the kitchens?" making Ginny jump about a foot in the air. She looked around and saw Draco sitting at the replica of the Slytherin table. Ginny got up and made her way over to the table. She sat so that she was facing Draco.

"I had a bad dream and I came down here for a drink. Anyway, why are you down here so late?" Ginny questioned changing the subject from her to him.

"Actually it's more like, so early. It's 2:34 in the morning." Draco replied.

"Well then, Mr. Smarty pants, why are you down here so early?" Ginny corrected herself.

"Because I couldn't go to sleep. I always come here when I can't sleep." He said not telling her exactly WHY he couldn't go to sleep. Then there was this awkward silence.

"Here is mistresses tea." The little house elf chimed in.

"Thank you." Ginny said taking the cup of warm tea in her cold hands. "So, what are you reading?"

"Hmmm? Oh, this? It's Stargazing by Lynn Richmond. I love to stargaze; it's just so fascinating to me!" Draco replied blushing a little bit.

"Really? Well, that's a new side of the famous Draco Malfoy I've never seen!"

"Well, you know, I have an image to keep up."

"Well, just to let you know, I like the sensitive Draco better." Ginny said blushing a bit. There was another pause.

"Ginny, I've been meaning to ask you something."

"What is it?" For once in his life Draco Malfoy looked scared about something.

"W...Will you go to the dance with me?"

"I...I, Okay."

"Really?"

"Ya! I will!" Ginny said half believing herself. "Well I'm getting a bit tired. So, I'm going to go to bed now."

"I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"Of course! Good night Draco."

"Good night Ginny!" She was filled with happiness. All she could think about was Draco. Ginny went to sleep thinking about Draco and woke up thinking about Draco.