Title: It's His Eyes

Summary: Ginny Weasley gets into a big fight with Draco Malfoy and says the wrong thing. Then, she discovers a side of him that no one has ever seen before. G/D

Rating: PG-13 for language

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and anything else you might recognize. Only the plot and anythin' you don't recognize is mine. IS THAT CLEAR?

Chapter Two: I Know he's Malfoy But.

"I can't believe I just did that. I know he's Malfoy but no one deserves to be called a deatheater. I think I should apologize,"Ginny thought while walking towards the Great Hall for lunch. She got there and sat down between her two best friends, Janine and Jenna Williams. "Hey Gin," they greeted at the same time. "

Hey girls," she answered in a flat tone.

"What's wrong, Gin?", Jenna asked.

"It's nothing," Ginny answered.

"Yeah right, when you're not smiling, there's always something wrong," Janine said.

"I got into a fight with Malfoy a while ago," Ginny answered.

"So? That makes you so sad? It's perfectly natural for a Gryffindor to get in a fight with Draco Malfoy," Jenna interrupted.

"Wait, let me finsh," Ginny said, "I accidentally called him a deatheater and he got really mad and if you heard his voice, it was full of hurt. I think I should apologize."

"What?!," Janine accidentally knocked over her goblet of pumpkin juice, "You, apologize to DRACO MALFOY?"

"Yeah, I am," Ginny insisted, "I'm apologizing and I don't care what you think. No one deserves to be called a deatheater just like that."

After lunch, Ginny spotted Draco heading out of the Great Hall.

"Malfoy!" Ginny shouted. Draco pretended not to hear. "Malfoy, Draco hey!!!"

Draco stopped dead in his tracks.

"What did you just call me?" Draco asked.

"Draco. Why?"Ginny asked.

"Well, it's not normal for a Gryffindor to call me that. What do you want?" he asked.

"I just - I just wanted to apologize for earlier today," Ginny answered.

"You wanted to what?!!!, asked Draco surprised.

"I wanted to apologize," Ginny repeated, " I'm sorry for calling you a deatheater. I know that no one deserves to be called that, except the real ones at least. How can I make it up to you?

"You don't have to," Draco answered, "An apology is enough. You don't know how rare those are. I mean, your brother and Potter must have called me a deatheater a million times before. And I never heard anything fro them. You only called me one once so an apology's enough. Really.

"But, no one and I mean no one deserves being called one just because of some little insult. So, I have to give you something just to show how sorry I am," Ginny insisted.

"No, I said you don't have to."

"Yes I do and there's nothing you can say to change that."

"Well if you really want to, okay. You can get me something. Not anything too fancy though," Draco finally agreed, his face breaking into a smile.

"Cool. 'Cause you really deserve it," Ginny said happily.

"Umm, Wea-- -er Ginny?" Draco said.

"Yes?" Ginny asked.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. Draco."