Ok guys........ You want some Draco Ginny action.....You've got some Draco and Ginny action.....Although I don't know just how MUCH action you were talking about.....This is sweet and romantic......but I hope you enjoy it none the less...take care ...bixxx!!!

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It was the first Saturday of December, and, coincidentally the first Hogsmeade weekend since the beginning of school. This was the answer to everyone's prayers. Ron and Harry would have an opportunity to stack up on jokes from Fred and George's joke shop, while Hermione had a break from her endless studying, which- Ron had told her many times- she really needed.

Then there was Draco. While sitting at the breakfast table before all the students left for Hogsmeade, he was thinking over his plans for the day. He had been asked by his father, via letter that morning to go to Knockturn Ally to pick up a few things. He also planned to get some time to himself and get some Christmas shopping done, withOUT his two bodyguard friends following him his every move.

Draco was pushing his food around on his plate with his fork when he was snapped out of his thoughts by a voice.

"So what's the plan for today Drak?"

"Huh?"

"You know. The Golden Trio. Dumbledores Golden boy and his followers. What hell are we gonna put them through today?"

"Huh....o....nothing.....just leave them alone."

Suddenly silence fell around the Slytherin table. The only sound that could be heard was Crabbe who dropped his fork onto his plate and let it clatter on the crockery. Draco looked up and winced. The silence was almost deafening.

"Draco." Pansy cooed in his ear and wrapped an arm round his shoulders and began to rub his arm with her free hand. "Are you ok? You don't seem your usual self?"

"What? I'm fine women, get off me!" He stood so abruptly that Pansy was knocked onto the floor. Draco reached out a hand to help her up before he turned and fled the Hall. His cloak billowing behind him!

The Slytherins looked at each other, confusion written over each of their faces.

On the other side of the hall, a pair of confused eyes watched as the Prince of Slytherin exited the Great Hall.

"Heeeeeeeeeerm. Hurry up. What's taking so long."

Ron was standing at the bottom of the staircase calling to his girl friend to hurry up. As it was, he hadn't solved the 'little problem' that was the girl's staircase, and instead, had to make do with communicating this way.

"Oh do be quiet Ron, I won't be long. Look you and Harry go on down and I'll catch up with you." Hermione bellowed down the stairs.

"Ok!" And with that Harry and Ron ran to the portrait hole and fled the common room. Ginny, who was sitting on the sofa reading the book Hermione had leant her, "Pride and Prejudice" snorted at her brother's behaviours. 5 minutes later, Hermione descended the stairs wearing tight blue jeans and a polo neck top. She had a blue denim jacket on over the top and a pink scarf wrapped around her neck. "Ready?" She called to Ginny, who was engrossed in her book.

"Yeah" Ginny snapped the book shut and put it on the common room table. " Let me just grab my coat." Ginny was wearing similar clothes. She had black hip hugging Jeans and a Pink woollen top that beared her shoulders. She too had a denim jacket on, but it was black to match her Jeans.

"You like the book?" Hermione asked as she watched Ginny wrap the scarf round her neck.

"Yeah. It's great. Hard to get into but very good."

The girls left the common room and walked in step together down to the entrance hall.

"So do you plan on getting anything nice today Gin?"

"Nah. Thought I'd have a look round some of the shops and see what's on offer. I promised Luna I'd help her find a new coat that she desperately needs. Slytherin ruined her last one by 'accidentally' setting it one fire."

"Ha, yeah. I heard about that little incident. So, any news on the Malfoy front?"

Ginny hadn't spoken about Malfoy since October, when she spoke to him in the boy's toilets. It came as a shock to her when Hermione brought it up now.

"Erm....no.......nothing. Why do you ask?"

"O.... just wondering. I thought maybe you'd spoken to him or something."

Ginny laughed. "Ha....Hermione...this is 'Malfoy'. He's not the most approachable person around you know. Besides. I don't think I like him anymore." Ginny felt herself blush and hid her face from view.

"Oh don't give me that Virginia Weasley. I can see you blush. I 'know' that blush. I did it all the time around Ron before we were going out. God knows Harry pointed it out enough times."

Ginny only blushed even more. "Yeah but. I was thinking about it and ...well......its MALFOY for god sake. Do you know what would happen if 'anyone' found out. Ron would claim I'd gone mad and send me to St. Mungos, while Draco.....well.....Draco would just......laugh. Honestly.....a Weasley fancying a Malfoy."

"Draco......since when do you call Malfoy Draco?"

"Huh?"

"Just now. You said 'Draco' would laugh at you"

"O...did I? Well...what ever......the point is even if I did fancy 'Malfoy', it still cant happen."

"And why is that?"

Ginny looked at Hermione who was beaming at her. "Let me ask you something Hermione. Why are you being so nice about this? 'You' hate Malfoy as much as Ron, maybe even more so after what he's put you through. Yet you still don't mind the fact that I may fancy him."

Hermione stopped in her tracks. "Its no secret that I hate Malfoy. Infact, I 'Loath' Malfoy. But I have to admit, I think we are experiencing a change from him, and everyone deserves a second chance. Maybe I'll even get an apology from him one day." Hermione finished and began walking again. Ginny stood for a while contemplating what she had just said, before running to catch up with her.

Hermione and Ginny entered the Entrance Hall when it was almost empty of people. Harry and Ron stood waiting impatiently at the door, as the two girls approached.

"What took you so long? We had to make small talk with that weird little first year." Ron pointed to a small first year boy who was leaning on the doorframe and staring cross-eyed at Harry, who looked rather frightened.

Hermione laughed and linked arms with her boyfriend and led him to the door. "Come on love. If we hurry you can buy me a hot chocolate before we shop."

"SHOP! I'm not shopping with you. I don't want to go looking for girls underwear...again"

"Who said anything about girls underwear?" Hermione looked innocent at him a fluttered her eye lids.

"Don't give me that. Last time we went to Hogsmeade we spent half the day looking for underwear for 'you two'. And then Malfoy and the other Slytherin pricks walked past the shop and saw us in there and gave me and Harry shit about it for 'weeks'. Sorry Herm, its out of the Question." He struggled out of Hermione's grip and grabbed Harry by the forearm and the two of them sped off down the tracks to Hogsmeade with out looking back.

Ginny and Hermione laughed. "Why do I put up with him ay? Tell me that?"

"Because you're the only two people that can stand each other" Hermione turned on her and hit her playfully in the arm.

Once in Hogmeade, Draco had successfully managed to get rid of is two clonies, and was blissfully walking down Knockturn Alley having just left Borgin and Burks. His father had asked him to pick up some potions that Borgin had ordered especially for him so Draco had flooed him self there. What they were for, Draco had no idea. Infact, he didn't want to know. As long as it didn't have anything to do with him, he could stay out of this little matter.

By mid day, Draco had got a lot of shopping done and was now sitting out side a small café in Hogsmeade. He was quite happily watching as students walked past him, occasionally giving his odd stares. 'Probably wondering why I'm not throwing snide remarks at them' he thought to himself. Draco was sipping his hot chocolate and watching the steam float from his mug into the cold December air, when his thoughts strayed to his summer. It had been a particularly trying summer for Draco. His father had requested that he meet with Voldemort to discuss his up coming Death Eater inisciation. Draco had always wanted to follow in his father's footsteps and become a Death Eater, but after this summer, he had begun to have second thoughts. Draco had been sent on several Death Eater missions with his father to see what it was really like, and to be honest, it wasn't how Draco had expected it at all. Killing people for pleasure wasn't pleasurable at all. Draco had wanted to be as natural as his father, but it just wasn't that simple, and he hated himself for it. 'Why can't I just be the cold, heartless Slytherin I always have been and ENJOY it?' he had asked himself after a particularly hard day of killing muggles. ' But no, I had to go and get all sentimental and feel sorry for them. Some great Death Eater I'm gonna turn out to be'. Draco was taking another sip of his drink, and feeling even more sorry for himself, when he heard an ear piercing scream coming from somewhere to his left. He looked around and spotted the person the voice was coming from. Before he had even registered what was happened, he jumped up and he ran at top speed to the scene of the commotion.

Once in Hogsmeade, Hermione and Ron disappeared to who knew where- "Probably to buy underwear" Harry joked, while Seamus Dean and Harry went off to Fred and George's Joke shop and Ginny went in search for Luna.

Ginny and Luna spent most of the day shopping. Luna got her coat, and Ginny had even found her self a new outfit for a bargain price. They had met up with Ron and Hermione for lunch, then Ron went to find Harry and go to Honeydukes, while Hermione joined the girls on their shopping spree.

"So Gin. Any sign of Blondie?" Hermione joked, and Ginny shot her a pleading stare that said, 'not now'.

"Who's 'Blondie'?" Luna asked, sounding rather more intrigued that Ginny liked to hear.

"Oh just...a guy....." Ginny blushed and Hermione laughed.

"Ooooooo tell me tell me." Luna was practically jumping up and down on her toes, beaming at Ginny.

"Its no one you know" Ginny lied.

"Oh come on Ginny, she won't tell." Hermione laughed.

Luna's smile only grew. Ginny laughed. She knew she could trust Luna with her life. "Ok.....but don't freak out ok?"

"I wont I wont."

"Ok its-"But before Ginny had the chance to finish her sentence, she felt her head grow light and she fell to her knees on the cold, snow covered ground. Hermione felt it too and fell to her knees next to Ginny. Luna, being slightly smaller and weaker than the other two felt an even stronger pain in her head, and feinted almost instantly.

"Hermione..." Ginny whispered, as she opened her heavy eyelids to look at Hermione, who was now writhing on the ground in pain. Ginny watched as Hermione lost conscienceness and her eyelids closed firmly shut. Ginny was now on her own. She didn't know what was causing the pain. She looked up and saw many people running away and screaming. She looked around for the source of the pain, and saw it. A large hooded creature towering over her. She couldn't see a face. She didn't need to. She knew this creature was a Dementor. With out thought, Ginny let out an ear-piercing scream before she fell to the ground clutching her throbbing head I her hands.

Ginny was in so much pain she was ready to give up all hope of survival when she suddenly heard a faint voice in the background. She mustered up all her strength see where to the voice was coming from and saw a blurry figure, with platinum blond hair running in her direction. The figure stood infront of Ginny, protecting her form the Dementor. He seemed to be saying something, as if having a conversation, but she couldn't make out what was being said. Suddenly she heard it. A deep voice bellowed at the top of his lungs: "EXPECTO PETRONUM!!"

Then, it stopped. The pain died away and Ginny found that her vision was no longer blurry. The hooded creature had gone, and the figure that was standing infront of her was now on his knees and grasping her wrists, talking to her.

"Weasley...Ginny.....are you ok?" He sounded worried. His voice was deep and Ginny new she could recognise it. She looked into his face. His beautiful face. His blond hair fell into his silver eyes, and he was looking deeply into her own eyes, her soul.

"Draco....?" She whispered.

"Yes....its me.....are you ok?"

Ginny began to whimper. Without any recognition of what she was doing, she threw herself into the strong arms of Draco Malfoy, and cried.

Draco was taken completely off guard. The Weasley girl was in his arms crying, and he had no idea of what to do. People began to surround them. He began to do what felt natural. He rubbed her back and cooed in her ear. "Its ok. They're gone." He pried her arms from around his waist and looked her in the eye. "Look, we have to help Hermione and Luna. They may be hurt and we have to get them to Pomfrey." Ginny nodded and turned to Luna, while Draco turned to Hermione. They were still both out cold, so Draco muttered a simple levitating charm and lifted the pair up quite easily. "Ok, we need to float them back to Hogwarts. Can you do that for me?" Again Ginny nodded. Draco looked into her sad tear strewn face and smiled encouragingly at her. Then he turned and motioned Hermione forward, while Ginny did the same to Luna.

The walk to Hogwarts wasn't a long one, fortunately, and the walk to the Infirmary was even shorter. Once inside Draco called for Pomfrey and she came running. She told Draco and Ginny to lay Luna and Hermione down on a bed each while she went to get aid. She came skidding back into the room and assessed each girl in turn. Draco and Ginny stood to one side until she was finished.

"Well...." Pomfrey began when she was done. "Well done you two. That was some quick thinking there." She looked at the two girls in the beds and smiled. "They'll be ok. No lasting damage. May have a bit of a headache though when they do eventually come round."

"So they will be ok?" Draco asked, sounding rather worried. Ginny looked at him and noticed he looked genuinely scared.

"They'll be fine Mr Malfoy. Just need some rest. I advise you both get some too. It must have been very hard for you both"

This time, Draco looked at Ginny. Her hair was wind swept and her eyes were still bloodshot form crying. "Perhaps Miss Weasley had better stay here too, for she must be tired." He muttered. Ginny looked at him. He was smiling.

"Yes I quite agree Mr Malfoy. Although if she is staying, I recommend you do too. Now no arguing." She added just as Malfoy opened his mouth to speak. She motioned them both to a bed and left.

Ginny sat on the bed and found the hem of the bed sheet and began to play with it. She heard Malfoy fidget from his space on the bed next to her, but she didn't dare look at him. Or atleast, she was able to avoid looking at him until the silence became too much for her, and the need for speech was in order.

"Thank you" She whispered. "For what you did back there. It was very nice of you to help. I know how much you hate Gryffindors." She looked at him. He was staring at her as if trying to make her out. Ginny had never felt more vulnerable than she did right now.

It was a while before Ginny saw him open his beautiful mouth and answer her. "You're welcome." And he smiled. 'Damn him and his beautiful smile'. Ginny thought to herself.

Ginny only took her eyes away from Draco when the door to the hospital wing was thrown open and Ron, Harry and Seamus came charging in.

"GINNY! Are you ok? What happened?" Ron yelled as her reached her bedside and hugged her.

Ginny was about to answer when Ron spotted Malfoy in the bed next to her.

"You! What did you do?" He threw himself at Malfoy and grabbed a hold of the collar of his black T-shirt.

"Get off me you shit. I didn't touch your precious sister or your girlfriend." At the mention of Hermione, Ron threw Malfoy against the headboard and ran to Hermione's bed. In the mean time, Malfoy got up from his bed and made to leave the room, just as Seamus approached Ginny.

"Are you ok Ginny. I was worried sick when I found out wh-"

"Get out of the way!" Ginny yelled as she tried to swat Seamus's worried hands out of the way so she could catch one last glimpse of Draco. But it was in vain. By the time Seamus had moved, Draco had vanished.