Author's Note: Okay! Let's get the story moving a bit here… J Thanks for the reviews everyone!!! Alexa, Nikoda- I'm so glad you like it! This is my first Draco/Ginny story.. keep reading! Arienell- What will he say? What will she say? Read on to find out… ;) (and there's nothing wrong with D/G fics being your life… hehehe) Slytherineyz11- here's the update you wanted! ZOE! YOU CAN HAVE HIM!!! Noncí? Of course she's gracious…she's a WEASLEY!
Ginny was there as he expected, but just as at the door, she had no idea how to behave. At any elite gathering, the buffet tables were staffed- you pointed out what you wanted, and were served. This young lady simply looked at the food, and took a handful of the carefully arranged nuts; infuriating the kitchen help who had already been yelled at for placing the pecans on the wrong side of the bowl.
"Excuse me Miss, but you-"
"That's quite alright, Olivia," Draco interrupted, stepping forward. "Miss Weasley here is not used to our way of doing things." Ginny glared up at him.
"And just what is that supposed to mean, Mister Malfoy?" Draco grinned as her eyes flashed.
"Nothing beyond what I said, naturally." Draco raised one eyebrow. "Surely you wouldn't assume that I meant to insult one of my invited guests?" He noticed a few people starting to watch as she glared even more fiercely and crossed her arms.
"I don't know what exactly you meant to do, Malfoy, but I certainly wouldn't put it beneath you to-" Flushing every so slightly, Draco grabbed her elbow and dragged her into a corner, away from the crowd that had been watching. "Get off of me!"She jerked out of his reach. Draco held up his hands in submission.
"Alright, I won't touch you if you don't want me to, but this is a very classy salon- we have a reputation to uphold here, and there are certain basic rules of behavior." Ginny flushed a deep scarlet.
"Such as?"
"Rule number one-" Draco smirked. "- let the servants do their jobs, for Christ's sake! If you don't, it only brings you down in the eyes of others…" Draco paused, studying her face.
"Since when were you concerned with the standing of others?" she blurted out.
"…and makes it appear as if our help is incapable of doing their jobs," he finished. Her face, which had at first been surprised, clouded over.
"Oh, I see- you can't have anything ruin your spotless social status, can you? Good night, Mister Malfoy." Ginny strode off into the crowd.
Draco followed.
"I wasn't finished," he announced, stepping in front of her and blocking her path as she tried to skirt around him.
"I honestly couldn't give a shit Malfoy, now if you'll please excuse me, I-"
"Tsk tsk… such language. I'm sure your family wouldn't be happy to hear you speaking to the Birthday Boy in such an impolite way."
"Wanna bet? You know what my family thinks of you!" Ginny couldn't believe him. Even if he wasn't involved with the Dark Arts, he was still a jerk. "Let me GO, Malfoy! Stop being such an ass!" Ginny hadn't realized how loudly she'd shouted that in her frustration, until several heads turned to stare. She mentally cursed herself as she heard a gasp from behind her.
"Miss Weasley! Draco, darling, what IS going on?" Narcissa Malfoy emerged from the crowd, the Minister of Magic right behind her.
Author's Note: Oooh I know..a terrible cliffie… mwahaha…Aren't I evil? LOL! Don't worry, there'll be another chapter up tomorrow! Love you all! MWAH!
