Summary: When love is bargained for, when fate is no longer in your hands, everything has a price, everyone can be bought and yet with a little push, something wonderful can happen.

It was 8:00 at night, and a Miss Generva Weasley was serving detention once again for Professor Snape on account that the essay she wrote 'What does Wolfbanes do and in what potions they are used for?' was unsatisfactory. In the dark and damp classroom, she was having to clean the room, manually.

She began cleaning the cauldrons that the first years were using "My Merlin! I never remember being this dirty when I was in my first year. What have they been making, dungbombs behind Snape's back? "

She sniffed the cauldron, " It smells like it." , unsuspectlly a voice emerged from the doorway.

" I have brought you some company, Miss Weasley. He seem to think that using a hex on your brother was amusing. Though it was, he was caught by Professor Mcgonagall "

It was Professor Snape, grabbing the collar of a young man. He was slightly pale, blond and musculeur.

" But Professor, he started it! Why do I have to serve detention?"

Ginny listened carefully, while still cleaning.

" Because I told Professor McGonagall that I will give you a fair punishment while she does the same for Weasley. Unless you would like to suffer the same consequences."

The boy looked at the girl's back which was facing them. He looked at the curves of her body, the beautiful tendrils running down her back and suddenly, realized who it was. It was the youngest and only female of the Weasley Bros. She was thinking to herself while she was cleaning the untidy front desk.

I hope he throws a book at him. Or even better, Snape would let me do it for him. I really do doubt it, Ginny dear. Judging how Snape is acting towards the guy it won't be a fair punishment at all. Though I hate Ron sometimes he is still my brother. I hope Ron is alright.

" You, sir will clean this room, along with Miss Weasley, manually."

Professor Snape sneered.Whoa! Apparently, Snape ain't too happy. I guess detention will be fun tonight. I wonder why Snape is so mad...

There was a knock at the door.

" Excuse me? Fath-I mean Professor"

A smooth and silky voice called from behind the potions teacher.

" What is it that you want, Miss Sapvus?"

He said annoyed.

" I would like to speak to you. In private." She replied.

" Oh all right, Miss Sapvus. I will leave you two alone. No magic or both houses will lose points."

He warned the blond and the red head.

Ginny sighed, " Well, then. Grab a broom or something."

The boy replied rather arrogately, " I will do no such thing!"

The Gryffindor stopped immediatly. Now I remember that icy cold voice!

She quickly turned to see the owner of that voice, hoping that she was wrong. Nope, she was right, it was Draco Malfoy.

The red-head rolled her eyes, " What? Is Malfoy afraid of breaking a nail? Oh no! Maybe dirty his precious clothes!"

She said in tone as if she was talking to a four year old.

"Well, actually yes. Do you know how much these robes cost? Well, I suppose you don't, judging by your appearance."

He smirked. The red head glared at the boy.

This will be a very long night...

The night grew long as it became darker, and Ginny and Draco was almost finish cleaning. After a dozen and a half insults was thrown at each other, they were no longer talking until Draco got bored of cleaning and began to talk.

" Weasel, you wanna play a game ?"

The female Weasley blew a strand of her fiery red hair away from her clear, smooth face.

She replied angrily, " Does it look like I wanna play a game with a sleazy, cheating, son of a-"

" Temper, temper Weasley. Apparently, young innocent 'Ginny' has a filthy mouth. Now what would your brother say?"

The red headed girl paused, then said " Well, if he found out that I was saying it to you, he would go 'Go goin' Gin! I knew you could do it! She got that from me.' She tilted her head and smirked, placing her hand on top of the broom. He was taken back, he had always known that the youngest of a pathetic wizarding family had a fiery temper, but then again, no girl no matter how much of a spicy pepper she could be was able to resist a Malfoy man. He put a hand on his chest over his heart, pretending to be upset.

" Oh, that hurt Weasley. Right here."

Ginny raised her eyebrows and asked, " You mean that black hole that a heart was supposed to be?"

He gave her a venomous glare, " You know, not all Malfoys are cold and insensitive."

The sixth Gryffindor furrowed her eyebrows, " You mean that they are not all pricks? Sorry, Malfoy but I find that hard to believe. The only thing I see in front of me is a reflection of your father."

She turned around and went back to continue cleaning, but was stopped abruptly by a strong muscular hand upon her wrist. Draco turned her with force, pulled her close to him and stared at her angrily.

He gritted through his teeth," Take that back, WEASLEY!"

She simply stared back, as if accepting a challege. " And why should I?"

" Or else I will do something you will never forget."

She scoffed. " I'd like to see you try, Malfoy. Watch what happens."

He let her go, aggravated, annoyed, and let's face it, he's really pissed off.

What is there for me to do? DAMMIT! She's annoying, she's hot tempered, and she doesn't give a shit if she's strikes a cord in someone's nerves or not. She tells me all of my truths and she doesn't bullshit me like everyone else does. Her eyes see right through me, those beautiful deep pools...what the hell? WHAT AM I SAYING?! SHE'S A FUCKING BITCH! That's it, I'm really gonna give her what I really want to do to her. Something painful,deadly...something she's never forget.

The red head rolled her eyes and tried to walk away but the next thing she knew, the Slytherin's thin softly pink lips was upon hers. He pulled away, amazed and confused about what he did. What did I just do? I wanted to slap her...well, maybe not slap..but dammit, scare her a bit! WHY THE HELL DID I JUST KISS HER?! Ginny, completely wide eyed, took steps back until her back touched the stone cold wall. She put her head down, remaining frozen and Malfoy gave the girl a puzzled expression. She kept her head down as the young man approached her.When he was close enough to see her face, he received a punch square on the nose." BLOODY HELL! WHY IN MERLIN DOES GIRL GRYFFS HAVE TO HIT ME IN THE FUCKING NOSE!"

The 16 year old girl slid down the wall and broke into tears. Though in pain, oddly enough he stayed where he was rather then his routine of leaving quickly like the sissy he was...hey, it's the truth.

" Why are you crying, Weasley?" He groaned, rubbing his nose tenderly.

Generva lifted her head and sniffled, " Wouldn't you cry if you kissed yourself?"

" Hey, I resent that.Other girls faint, swoon and maybe even lose their breath, but you...y-you have a nervous breakdown...You...You're strange. " He replied opening and closing his mouth in order to adjust to the pain. Also in order not to tear up from the aftershock stings.

The Gryffindor put her head back down and continued to cry. Draco Malfoy was getting really uncomfortable. He decided to move forward, towards her and patted her head hoping to make her stop. She stopped alright but just to look at the 7th year strangely, "What the hell are you doing?"

The boy cleared his throat, ignoring the question and asked, " So why are you crying? The truth now."

She brushed the strands of hair and wiped her tears from her slightly pale cheeks.

" I never thought I would get my first kiss from..." She grimaced, "You."

She sighed, "and then I had a flashback of...Tom."

Draco shuddered, he knew of the Dark Lord's mortal name but he never expected someone to address him with such...affection and sadness.

She then, began her story.

" When I was young, I dreamt of a boy. A boy that would love and cherish me and give me the world. On my first year of Hogwarts, I thought I found him. He was concealed in a book and was there when I needed him."

The blond Slytherin listened carefully to every word spoken by the red head.

She continued, " I was naive and stupid. I loved him and he said that he loved me. That I was special. He kept on feeding me lies and I kept on believing him."

More tears were streaming down.

" When I heard him say that I was a silly little girl and I was nothing more to him than a mere toy, a pawn in his plan, I just didn't want to live anymore. And I was stupid enough to think that he would fall for someone like me. That maybe he really wanted to be with me. Then, Harry came along. Merlin, was I head over heels for him. But I realized that he saw me only as Ron's little sister. Yet, he was always there for me. My crush for him finally stopped and it grew into love of a brother. I guess this all started by me believing those silly muggles tales that soon my knight in shining armor would come for me and give me my first kiss, but there's no such thing as true love or prince charming, right? Plus, you ruined that idea by giving me that kiss. So, now you know my brief, very brief history with men, Malfoy."

She said, wiping tears off her cheeks.

" There's one more thing you can mock me for. Falling in love with Lord Voldemort ( He shuddered slightly.) and finally realizing the boy who lived would never be interested in me. But of course, you already knew that. I hope you're ecstatic."

Ginny stood up off the floor and began to walk away.

" Weasley, wait!"

The Slytherin grabbed hold of Ginny's wrist and pulled her close to him. His pale gray eyes stared into the red head's coffee brown eyes and was trapped in a trace.

" What Malfoy? Care to throw an insult at me?" She said in an annoyed tone.

" You wanted to know my reason for breaking down, didn't you? Now what? You pity me? Ha, like that would ever happen. The snobby, rich Malfoy begins to feel sorry for poor, weak, defenseless Weasley? Well, guess what? I don't want your pity nor your sneer remarks.You can just so-"

She was cut off by Draco's lips pressed once again against hers. He moved a step back and he softly said, breathing hard " Don't you ever shut up?"

"WOULD YOU STOP DOING THAT?!" She yelled.

"I was on a roll. I wanted to do it. Listen, I am sorry for asking you that question. I didn't know that it would bring bad memories."

Ginny raised an eyebrow.

Did Malfoy just apologized to me? Did he kissed me before that? Again? Did hell freeze over? Are pigs flying over my head now? Honestly, I never thought I would live to see the day. Him apologizing... Begging would be better. I am really enjoying him doing this, he should do it more often. Draco suddenly realized what he just said.He just apologized, a Malfoy doing that could only mean two things: the end of the world or he completely drove himself mad.

Oh Merlin! I must be going nutters! She probably enjoying this. But she's really beautiful. Those lips, those juicy, pouty lips, Merlin if I can just ki- WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON WITH ME? Probably gonna have to call in St. Mungo's so they can reserve a place for me.

"Listen, don't be taking that apology over your head and most definitely those kisses.That was a once a lifetime moment." The seventh year said, breaking the awkward silence.

She rolled her eyes and smirked, " Oh, don't worry. I wasn't expecting another."

Ginny moved close to Draco, his arm wrapping around her waist. The red head could smell his sweet scent of cologne. She moved even closer, her lips at the point of touching his, till she gently moved to his earlobe and whispered," I hope you enjoyed them because if you try it again, I will cut off your family jewels and send them to your mother for Christmas."

She took a few steps back,unlocking herself from his embrace and walked away. Leaving a shocked tall, pale Slytherin behind.