Ginny changed her clothes quickly and headed off down the hallway at a run. She turned a corner quickly an ran into Harry. He noticed the bright smile on her face right away. He noticed her hair was pulled back out of her face into a ponytail.

"What are you so happy about?" He asked her as he snaked an arm around her back and began steering towards the Entrance Hall.

"No reason." she grinned up at him and planted a kiss right on his lips. Harry didn't speak but he looked forwards, now grinning just as madly as his girlfriend.

They walked into the Entrance Hall and met Ron and Hermione, who were both suprised at Ginny's good mood. They all stepped out into the last of the sunshine for the year and walked down the path to Hogsmeade.

§§§§§

"I liked the blue ones." Hermione said, looking at Ginny who was holding up a set of dress robes on either side of her and looking in the mirror.

"So did I." Harry said from his chair in the corner of Witches' Wardrobe Wonders. WWN was playing from an old, weary, radio in the corner and he had watched Ginny try on different colored robes to the daily 'Dragon Tamers' Hour-Long Magical Music Marathon.'

"Ron?" Ginny asked her brother.

Ron was shaken awake by the sound of his name.

"-don't like pickled beets." he mumbled.

"Blue it is!" Ginny exclaimed and the saleswitch took the blue robes from her to wrap them up.

They heard a loud, female voice from the other side of the room, "I'll take all of them!"

Hermione scowled, "Alyana Venera." she whispered bitterly.

Then they heard another voice. A cold, drawling voice from the same place thet heard Alyana's.

"Put them to the Malfoy account." Draco said to the saleswitch.

Draco then spotted Ginny and her friends.

"Ah, spending our life savings are we?" he smiled mockingly at Ron and his sister.

"Malfoy..." Ron grumbled, his hands curled into fists as he stood to face his enemy. Harry did the same.

"I'm not one to ignore the needy," Draco continued, he reached into the money puch at his waist and pulled out a sickle. He threw it and it hit Ginny in the stomach. The sickle fell to the floor and clattered loudly but Ginny didn't flinch.

"Leave Ginny out of this." Harry stepped forward, he had beaten Malfoy before and nothing was stopping him from doing it again.

"No, Harry," Ginny said in a loud but soft tone, "It's alright. Malfoy are you the expert at enlarging charms?"

"Why, weasel? Need one?" he glanced quickly at her chest hidden beneith her black school robes. Harry started forward again but Ginny put a hand on his shoulder and he stopped.

"No, mine are plenty satisfying to some," she let her hand slide all the way down Harry's arm and slid her hand into his, "I was just wondering where Alyana got hers because those sure as hell aren't real."

Draco's pale face tinted slightly and he glared at Ginny.

"I guarantee you that Alyana is more satisfying than you could ever hope to be, mudblood-lover." he drawled.

"I wouldn't say that." Harry said and pulled Ginny closer to his side protectively.

"Draco!" Alyana called from across the store, "Draco, come on!"

Draco took one last glance at them and muttered something under his breath before turning and linking arms with Alyana.

Hermione just looked upset by this but she didn't speak. Ron, who had paled immensley, broke the silence

"What did you mean by that, Harry?"

§§§§§

Ginny sat waiting in Myrtle's bathroom around midnight that night. Her invisibility cloak was thrown recklessly over a sink and she leaned against the wall, one leg propped up on the wall the other supporting her weight. She twirled the pendant Tom had given her on its chain, still around her neck. The moonlight filtering in through the high windows was catching on various angles of the silver symbol of her loyalty and making it look like a star against her pale skin and faded, black robes. She eventually got frustrated and whispered the password before flipping the pendant open, revealing a small mirror, no bigger than a knut. She spoke loud and clear, she didn't have to worry about her voice carrying, there was a permanent silencing charm on the door to keep Filch away.

"Draco Malfoy." her voice echoed through the bathroom.

Why do you talk to yourself like that?" a voice came from above the sinks. She looked up to see Myrtle floating, her head cocked to one side, watching her with interest.

"Myrtle," Ginny whined, "You can't be here tonight!"

"You're bringing that boy back again, aren't you?" she accused in a scream. Draco's face appeared in the mirror.

"I'm coming as fast as I can, Alright, Weasley? Just try to keep your hormones in check for a bit longer." his face dissappeared before she could spit a nasty comment back out again. She had had a good one about a ferret with too much hair product too.

"You are!" Myrtle screamed, "And you don't want me around for it! Well that's too bad! This is my loo and I am not leaving!"

"Myrtle," Ginny spoke calmly, examining the pendant again as she did so, "When you were alive did anyone ever tell you how painfully dreadful those glasses are?"

Myrtle screamed and started crying again before she sped off into her favorite toilet, splashing water over half of the room.

"What a mess you made." Draco said after slowly closing the door behind him.

Ginny glared.

"So why are we here? Why didn't Tom just call us himself? Are you his secretary now?" he drawled. His hair was slightly mussed from being underneith the invisibility cloak. He stepped in front of a mirror to try and fix it.

"Tom didn't call you here." Ginny said simply, "I did."

He stopped suddenly and turned to her, "What? Why did you want me here?" suddenly a huge smirk overtook the look of confusion on his delicate features, "If you are planning on seducing me, I will remind oyu that I have a girlfriend, Weasley. Who is very natural." he added for emphasis.

"I did not call you here to seduce you." she scowled visibly, "I haven't sunk that low. I wanted to ask you about the spell from this morning. What did you do to me? And how is Tom back?"

"It was a division spell, Weasley, haven't you learned to share?"

"What did it divide?" her eyes were wide.

"You."

"What!" she shreiked.

"It wont be permanent, don't get all worked up, it just took a bit of your blood and a bit of your magic."

"A bit of my blood?"

"Yes. Do you remember the part where I cut your leg open? That would be the blood part."

She pondered what he had said for a minute. He came and leaned against the wall a few feet away from her.

"So Tom's got my blood in him?" she asked.

"Yes."

"That's not right!" she exclaimed, "I'm supposed to be his queen! We share blood now!" she pressed her hand to her forehead to ease the pain pounding behind her eyes.

Draco pulled away from the wall and came to stand in front of her.

"It's not all your blood," he said, "Just some of it."

"But that still doesn't seem right." she said, "I'm supposed to marry him and rule by his side!"

"I know." he said, looking down into her ice blue gaze and bringing a hand up to her cheek, "That is what you want, isn't it?"

"Yes, of course." she barely whispered.

"Are you sure?" he returned in the same tone. He ran his thumb across her lower lip slowly.

She looked back into his eyes blankly for a second before she leand in slowly. She was bearly inches from his face, she could feel his breath collide with her own. She aggressively reached up and grabbed his wrist. She wrenched it away from her face.

"You," she snarled a bit like Snape, "Have a girlfriend."

She dropped his wrist and picked up her cloak. He watched her dissappear under the silky fabric and saw the door open and close on it's own. I have a girlfriend, he thought, Yes, I do.

AN: I'm sorry it was soooo late! i kinda forgot about it.Thanks to EvilEverGreen for reviewing all the time. This one was a bit longer, hope you enjoyed it! R&R for the sake of all mexican food!