To Smile Like You Mean It

slytherinambition

Summary: Ginny Weasley never expected a new Professor to turn her life upside down. And what happens when that Professor is supposedly her worst enemy?

Disclaimer: All these wonderful characters are the creation of J.K. Rowling, and sadly not mine at all. I may introduce a new character every now and then… but you will know considering you would never have heard of them before.

Author's Note: Here's the third chapter, and I'm so happy about getting more reviews! Thanks so much, and enjoy the chapter! More reviews would be awesome!

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And finally the silence

Looking out, looking back across the sky

Trying to find a meaning

Knowing I just left it all behind

Still I smell a lingering softness

Where did she go…

-Ben Jelen

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Chapter 3

Getting Down And Dirty

Finally the day had come, the day that Ginny would be spending detention with her least favorite person. She silently ate dinner, nodding every now and then during Tasha's and Colin's conversation. She had her mind elsewhere, onto what her faith would be on that very night. She felt the seconds melting away, faster then normal, and soon she found that she was making her way down towards the dungeons.

Moments earlier she had said goodbye to her friends, and they had wished her luck. She knew that she would need it, considering this was Draco Malfoy. Although he was now a professor, it didn't change his personality any. The whole week had gone by slowly, Gryffindors losing many points while the Slytherins seemed to be advancing as she had suspected.

Ginny pushed open the door, and instantly her eyes found their way to her professor. She silently walked in, closing the door behind herself, and made her way down towards him. Without being asked, she gingerly sat down in the seat next to him. She didn't feel the need to start a fight once more.

As same as the meeting her first day in class, Draco hardly acknowledged the fact that she had even entered. His eyes were once again glued to the sheets in front of himself, and she took that time to look around at the dingy place. Ginny felt the place could use makeover, though in a few moments she would be wishing she could have taken that back.

"Your 10 minutes late," he finally said, breaking the silence. He looked up from the papers he was grading, and gently set his quill down.

"10 minutes?" Ginny asked, forgetting for a moment that this was her professor she was taking to, and not only the bloody idiot Malfoy. She quickly added, "I must have lost track of time."

"I told you that I expected you to come on time, yet it seems you are even incapable of such things," he said lazily, before slowly shuffling the papers around on his desk. "First, I ask that you go and make sure all the desks are proper and nothing is stuck underneath the seats."

She stared in disbelief at the man, her eyes widening. "You expect me to go check if some student has left something grubby under their desks?" She asked, looking completely baffled.

"Yes, do you honestly expect me to do something of that sort Miss Weasley?" Draco asked with a slight chuckle, a cruel smirk coming to his lips. She hadn't expected him to actual make her do such a thing, yet at least she wasn't scrubbing the floor. As if he had heard her thoughts, he then demanded, "After you complete that task, you will clean the floor only using a sponge and a bucket of soap.

"All this because I spoke in your class?" She asked him in disbelief, only to receive another cold laugh from the man. Truthfully, she felt the need to cut his head off and use it to clean the floor. A smile came to her lips as she thought of such things, though it went unnoticed by her professor.

He let out a theatrical sigh. "Must we go through the argument we had in class?" Ginny instantly shook her head at his question, not feeling the need to land another dreadful detention with the man if she happened to lash out on him. "Very well, hurry along now," Draco said, before going back to his paperwork.

"What do I clean with?" Ginny asked, for there would be no way she was going to use her own bloody hands to touch such things. The desks probably weren't very decent, considering all students from ages 11 to 18 happened to sit in them all day long. She didn't even know when the last time they actually had been cleaned.

Without looking, Draco conjured up a bucket of water, pair of gloves and a dishtowel from out of nowhere. She silently nodded her thanks to the man, before slipping on the gloves and picking up the bucket along with the towel. She had her work cut out for her, and only began to realize it when she began to tackle the first desk.

"Tasha, you are going to pay for this," Ginny mumbled under her breath, hardly knowing how long she had been at. She finally managed to get to her last and final desk, and she was thankful for it. Even if this was a detention, there could be magic used to get ride of those things.

Draco Malfoy had finished his grading long before she had been done, and sat back into his chair. His eyes drifted towards the girl, an insensitive smirk on his lips. This was something he had only wished for, to actually be allowed to boss around a Weasley and make them do whatever, with no questions asked. He knew that Ginny truthfully wasn't the only to have been blamed for the incident in class, but when would he have backed down at a chance like this? However, it truthfully wasn't all it was cut out to be, though he wasn't about to admit such things, even subconsciously.

"I'm done the desks professor, surely they are up to your standards," Ginny said sarcastically as she neared her professors desk, quickly pulling off her wet gloves.

"Onto the floor then," Draco said, nodding towards the floor. It was filthy; scuff marks from student's shoes practically covering it entirely. It would seem as though the floor hadn't been washed in ages, and it was just Ginny's luck that she would be the one to clean it.

"What are you waiting for?" He questioned after he noticed she hadn't moved along yet and happened to be staring down with disgust at the floor.

"Are you taking a good look at the floor?" She asked him, roughly pointing her finger down towards it. He merely nodded at her comment. "And you're making me clean it?" She asked once more, and he looked up at her with annoyance.

"Must I repeat myself Miss Weasley?" He asked, clearly angry with her at the moment.

"Now, Draco, do you really think that a girl should do such a job as clean a filthy floor?" A deep voice came from the doorway, making both Ginny and Draco whip their attention towards the source of the voice. Blaise Zabini stood by the door, a smirk that could very well go against Draco's any day.

He made his way towards them, each step echoing in the silent room. "Good evening Miss Weasley," Blaise said charmingly, his smirk lightening slightly at the sight of the girl. He turned his gaze swiftly towards Draco, and it was replaced with yet again the signature smirk. "Good evening to you as well Draco."

"I do hope he isn't being hard on you dear," Blaise said warmly, before gracefully falling down into the vacant seat in front of Draco's desk. Ginny instantly felt uncomfortable, as she stood behind both of them, balancing the pale of bucket in one of her hands. She didn't know if she should simply try and tackle the floors, or wait until Draco requested her to do so. Her answered came soon enough.

"You may depart Miss Weasley, you have completed all that is required," Draco said, and she swore she could hear hesitation in his voice. However, she didn't feel the need to stick around to find out. She nodded silently, before carefully placing the bucket, gloves and cloth on the desk.

She weakly smiled at Draco. "Good night professor Malfoy," she said coldly, before turning to Blaise. "Good night professor Zabini." Blaise gave her a small wink, which made her instantly flush at the cheeks, before she quickly left the room.

Blaise watched the girl walk out, his eyes never leaving her back until she was gone from his sight. He then turned back to face Draco. "Why, I didn't mean to force her to leave so soon," he said calmly, before leaning back into his chair.

"She is a young girl Blaise," Draco said firmly, a scowl coming across his lips. It seemed as though the two were growing further apart as the years passed, being that they used to be incredibly close to one another. However, as time had changed, the both of them had as well.

Blaise grinned widely at his fellow professor. "Ah yes, but a young girl that has grown up very much since the last time I had seen her." Draco let out a cold bark of laughter, not believing what was coming out of his friend's mouth. It was obvious the girl had grown, and that she was much more attractive then in her first few years, but that didn't change the fact of who she happened to be.

"Blaise, she's a Weasley and filthy poor," Draco argued, his scowl deepened ever so slightly.

Blaise let out a cold chuckle as well; only moments after Draco uttered his comment. "The last name changes once you marry, and the status of her wealth would all be taken care of once she wed someone with as much wealth as me," he arrogantly said.

"She is a student," Draco finally said, not able to change the fact that Blaise's previous statement was completely true. Those things could change, the last name most defiantly, but that still didn't change the fact that she was a muggleloving freak, whom he had learnt to loath over many years with her and her brother.

Blaise let another laugh come from his lips. "Yes, she is a student. But really Draco, she is only a year younger then ourselves."

Draco pushed himself out of his seat, as he glared down towards his friend. "Stay away from her," he demanded.

"Why?" Blaise asked, getting up from his seat as well. No longer did Draco tower over him, for they stood at nearly the same height. "I think you should be more concerned about yourself getting to close with the girl." With that said, he quickly turned around and made his way for the door.

"Draco," he said over his shoulder with a slight pause. "When have I actually listened to one of your demands?" Then Blaise was gone.

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Author's Note: Finally, chapter three is up and done! Blaise and Draco haven't developed feelings for Ginny yet, most defiantly not Draco, but they both have their own reasons as to why they want to get close with her… though that's all I'm telling you for now!

!Thank You!

Alana-Lou: Thanks so much for your review, and I'm happy that you like this draco fanfic.

Analisa: Thanks for your comment, and yeah, I didn't really want to make Draco go soft right from the beginning! XD I love the tension between them.

Ella: Aw, thanks for taking the time to review. I'm so glad you like the plot and think it's interesting.

SAngel: Thanks, and I'll try hard to keep updating.

Jennifer: It's good to hear you still like it, and are still reading it!

Ehlonna: Thanks for your long review! I absolutely love when people write long ones. It will be either Draco/Ginny or Blaise/Ginny that will end up together, but I'm not going to give that away just yet! In later chapters you will find out the reasons as to why Blaise and Draco got jobs at Hogwarts, both for different reasons. I can't say who died yet! You'll just need to wait and find out!

CuriousAngel: Thanks for another review! I'm happy that I was able to surprise you with who the teacher was. Thanks for your comments, and I'll update more as soon as I can!