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Who else is incredibly annoyed by the new rating system? I don't see what the point was…

Chapter Six

Ginny muttered the password and clumsily entered the portrait hole. She faintly heard Ariel and Seth calling her over and silently took a seat next to Seth in the common room. She stared at the hearty fire in front of her while Seth attempted to have a conversation with her.

"So did it work? I'm hoping it did 'cause if not, we have some serious problems including your complete humiliation that we need to deal with," said Seth. "Am I right? Ginny? Ginny?"

"Ginny, what happened?" Ariel asked cautiously.

"Hmm?" said Ginny as she seemed to regain consciousness. "Oh, um. Nothing. It worked. They all bought it. Even Hermione."

"Of course it worked. We are the best team known to mankind. Next to the Dream Team of course, but that's only because we have yet to save the world. But no need to fret, we'll destroy the next power crazed evil villain!" said Seth.

"Yeah, there are just so many these days," answered Ariel sarcastically.

"Sorry guys, but I'm going to have to back out of this very interesting conversation. All this acting has made me really tired," Ginny lied with a yawn.

"Okay then. Ariel and I are gonna find another source of evil and defeat it. We only have to that six times and we'll have beaten the record!" answered Seth.

Ginny didn't hear when Ariel continued another argument with Seth; she just threw herself on her bed and screamed as loudly as she could into her pillow.

Her brother had just caught her making out with his arch nemesis, for Merlin's sake! Of course, that was the original plan but she could still feel the embarrassment coursing down her veins. Hermione was probably still in the halls trying to calm Harry and Ron down.

She wondered what Malfoy was thinking now. Her stomach lurched. It just reminded her of the incident in the closet. He was obviously just trying to get a rise out of her and here she goes taking it literally. It was simply adrenaline that made her kiss Draco Malfoy. Something about his body being in such close proximity to hers just… made her lose it.

He was probably in his common room right now telling all his friends how easy and slutty she was. This idea also made her sick. She wouldn't be able to walk the halls again. Although she was completely disgusted with what she had done, Ginny couldn't help but think how nice it was. When he kissed her, his cold exterior melted away into a side of Draco that Ginny had never seen. It made her feel happy and brave instead of surprised and confused. It was almost as if he were enjoying it too.

Ginny snorted at this thought. Draco would probably vaccinate himself before even touching a Weasley. But then again, he was just making out with her in a broom closet. Maybe there was a side of Draco Malfoy that nobody had ever seen before. Who knows, maybe Slytherin's bad boy has a soft side.


Draco Malfoy entered his common room and collapsed on one of the many green sofas beside his friend, Blaise Zabini.

"So how'd it go?" asked Blaise.

"All right, I guess." Draco knew Blaise was dying to know details, but he loved to see him squirm.

"It worked?"

"Yes."

"Anything big happen?"

"No."

There was a minute of silence where Blaise impatiently tapped his fingers on the armrest. Draco innocently glanced around the room.

"Bloody hell! Will you just tell me?" Blaise snapped.

"That depends; do you have any chocolate frogs?"

"You can't be serious," said Blaise.

"Am I the kind of person that jokes around?" said Draco with a blank face.

Blaise glared at him and pulled a chocolate frog from his bag on the floor. He handed it to Draco.

"So what happened?" Blaise asked eagerly.

"Well-" said Draco as he let out a yawn. "Actually, I'm really tired. I think I might just go to bed."

Draco got up and began to make his way towards the seventh year boys dormitory. As expected, Blaise begged and whined until they both reached the bedroom.

Draco moved to take off his shoes but decided to shut Blaise up first.

"If I tell you the story, will you shut up?"

Blaise nodded eagerly. Draco told Blaise what happened and answered all of his pestering questions.

"Well," sighed Blaise. "You had an eventful night."

"Yes, which is why I would like it if you stopped talking and let me go to sleep."

As Draco hopped into bed, he heard Blaise start singing a very annoying song. "Draco and Weasley sitting in a car, are they naked, yes they are…"

Draco tried to ignore Blaise by shutting his curtains. He lay on his back staring at the ceiling. This evening had been very confusing. He had started out trying to prank or even embarrass Ginny Weasley. He ended up snogging with her.

But it couldn't be that he liked her, right? How could a Malfoy like or have feelings for a Weasley? Impossible, it just couldn't happen. Especially while he was at the peek of his game. A Weasley could like a Malfoy but who could blame her? Girls would normally fall at his feet with a simple smirk.

It was probably just his raging teenage hormones. He hadn't been with a girl in what, two weeks? He just needed a good shag if anything. Even though the Weasley girl was a good kisser and he was astoundingly dizzy on his way to the dungeons, there was no way it could mean anything. At least not in this dimension.


Ginny woke up with a start. She had fallen asleep with all her clothes on. Including her shoes. Ginny pulled herself out of bed and glanced at her clock. It was 6:02 A.M. Breakfast didn't start until 7:30 A.M. She had an extra hour to sleep.

Ginny dived under her sheets and tried to fall back asleep. Suddenly, a certain blonde popped into her head. She did not have the desire or the energy to talk to him anytime soon. The only way to avoid him was an early breakfast.

Ginny groaned and rolled out of bed. So much for extra sleep.

After taking a shower and getting dressed, Ginny made her way to an early breakfast. She took a seat alone in her usual spot and grabbed some toast. As she took a bite of her toast, she had the sudden feeling that someone was watching her. She turned her head to the right and caught Harry watching her. He turned away quickly, but she had caught his eye for a brief second.

Ginny looked down at her toast. Should she talk to him? Ignore him? Was he even looking at her? Maybe there was someone behind her. She turned around. There was no one there. When she turned back to her toast, there was someone taking a seat across from her.

"Hey," said Harry with a half grin.

"Hey," said Ginny nervously. What is he going to say about yesterday? She could feel the heat rising up her neck.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about yesterday. It wasn't really my idea to spy on you… I can't tell you that I didn't want to find you last night but anyway," Harry put his hand through his hair. "I shouldn't have butted in. It was probably embarrassing-"

"Harry its okay. It was obviously Ron's idea, I figured out that much," said Ginny with a grin. Harry gave her another lopsided grin. It made her heart flutter.

"That's good, but I really am sorry."

"Really, it's okay." By now, Ginny was on the verge of laughter. He was just too sweet!

"So did you hear? I'm quidditch captain this year," said Harry modestly. "Actually quidditch try-outs are next week. You should try-out. We need three chasers since they all graduated last year."

Ginny could tell he was trying to avoid something. She decided to stop him so they could get to the point.

"Harry, is there something you want to tell me?"

Harry moved in his seat uncomfortably. "Well actually. Look, I just need to know," Harry stated honestly. "Do you really like Malf-"

"Ms. Weasley, a word please."

Ginny turned around and saw the true identity of Satan: Severus Snape.

"Er, yes Professor," said Ginny as she stood up and shrugged in Harry's direction. Although she was in no mood for Snape (was she ever?) she would rather leave with him then see where her conversation with Harry was going.

She followed Snape to the outside of the entrance to the Great Hall. He looked extremely annoyed with her.

"It has come to my attention that you have been excelling in my Potions class for the past two years," Snape snarled. "After your performance in your OWLS, the headmaster has requested that you be moved up to 7th year Potions. Do you wish to accept this challenge?"

"Oh," exclaimed Ginny. Potions was always one of her best classes, but this was a surprise. "Would my schedule be changed?"

Snape rolled his eyes. "Yes, Ms. Weasley. Two of your classes have been switched. Does this mean you are accepting?"

"Yes," answered Ginny happily. The more Ginny seemed pleased, the more Snape became annoyed.

"Would you like your new schedule to take affect today or tomorrow?"

If she started today, she would be forced to share a class with seventh year Slytherins, meaning Draco Malfoy. At least she could prepare herself for tomorrow. "Tomorrow, if it's alright."

Snape's expression changed ever so slightly. "Well, unfortunately, your schedule takes place today."

With a swish of his robes, he stalked away and Ginny was almost positive that she heard him laugh.


Ginny walked into the last class of the day which happened to be Potions, and realized that she was early. The only people there were Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Her day just kept getting better and better.

"Ginny!' Ron rushed over to her side. "What are you doing here?"

"I've been moved up to seventh year Potions."

"That's great," said Ron now you can concentrate on school and forget about- other people."

Wow. Ron finally fell off his rocker. She glanced at Harry and Hermione. It seemed that the same thought was going through their heads. As the class was getting closer to its start, more students began entering the classroom.

Ginny watched as Draco Malfoy walked in with Blaise Zabini and took a seat in the opposite side of the room. He glanced around the room and caught her eye. They both turned away quickly. This was going to be a long class.

Draco looked to his left again. She was taking a seat with Hermione. What was she doing here?

"What are you looking at?" asked Blaise.

"Nothing," said Draco, immediately looking at his desk.

Blaise looked over Draco. "Ginny Weasley? She must be bloody smart to be in seventh year Potions."

Snape walked into the class and the students immediately fell silent. He stood at the front of the class and glanced around. Finally, he spoke.

"I have taken the liberty to assigning lab partners for the rest of this academic year. Pay attention as I call them out."

This statement resulted in loud groans coming from Harry and Ron. Snape snapped his head in their direction and gave them a nasty glare.

The thought of being paired up with Ginny crossed Draco's mind, but he didn't worry. What were the chances that out of everyone in the class, Snape would pair him up with Weasley?

"Potter and Bulstrode, Mr. Weasley and Parkinson," Snape started without breaking eye contact with the boys. He finally looked away. "Zabini and Patil, Granger and Goyle, Brown and Crabbe, Ms. Weasley and Malfoy, Cissel and Thomas, Finnigan and Trent, and Longbottom and Carter."

There were various groans around the room. This seemed to please the Professor.

Draco could not believe his ears. Was this someone's idea of a sick joke?

"Everyone take seats with your according partners and get comfortable. Because they are going your permanent seats while in my class."

Draco was now freaking out. Someone was definitely out to get him. Blaise looked his way and laughed.

"Well, have fun," said Blaise as he got up and took a seat a few rows in front of him with Parvati Patil. Draco glared in his direction.

He turned and watched as Ginny stood and awkwardly took a seat next to him.

"Hey," said Ginny.

"Hey," he replied.

They both stared at the blackboard.

Neither of them barely paid attention as Snape as he handed out ingredients for a healing potion that was to be properly made before the end of class. Draco started the assignment instead of wasting his time being uncomfortable. He read the directions on the board and began to conduct the potion.

Not long after, Ginny began to help cutting ingredients. They both reached for the same piece of bowtruckle roots and their hands touched momentarily. They pulled away quickly. Just as Ginny was going to apologize, Draco smirked and raised an eyebrow suggestively.

"You just can't keep your hands off me, can you Weasley?"

"Oh yeah Malfoy you read me like a book," said Ginny sarcastically. "Now shut up so I can learn something."

Draco gave her a playful glare and also looked back to the lecture. Ginny was surprised with how easily they had over come the awkwardness of the previous night. Of course he would pick on her more in class, but at least they were still friendly.

Snape finally finished his speech and the students went back to their potions.

"So," said Draco casually as he added more ingredients into the potion. "What exactly was that yesterday? Your undying love for me or were you just randy?"

Ginny playfully smacked him on the arm. "Neither. Like you said, we were up against one of the smartest witches in the school so why not do it for real?"

Draco grabbed three toes of a dwarf. "Yeah right. Just admit that you couldn't resist me?"

Ginny grabbed the dwarf toes out of Draco's hand and replaced them with another ingredient. "It's elves toes not dwarf toes. And besides, that kiss meant nothing to me. From al the talk I've heard you weren't that good.

He knew she was joking, but still he couldn't hid the slight sadness at her feelings on the kiss. "Oh really," said Draco raising an eyebrow. "I was pretty sure that I didn't hear any protests last night."

"Well, I'm pretty sure Hermione would have suspected something if we were sitting there drinking tea."

"Fine, whatever you say Weasley."

Ginny looked over at him from the corner of her eye as he stirred their potion. "And another thing: call me Ginny."

Draco stared at her. "What?"

"Ginny, call me Ginny."

Draco blinked in confusion but seemed to accept the idea. "Only if you call me Draco."

"Fine," said Ginny with a small smile. "So does this make us- friends- now?"

Draco looked over Ginny's shoulder and saw Harry staring angrily at him. He smirked and pulled Ginny into a hug. "Friends."