I had a pattern. I'd update one story, then update the other, then update the first story, then update the other. I broke that pattern. I updated one story twice in a row. I feel terrible. :(

Hehe. Silly me, letting that bother me. You know, I don't know why I told you guys that. I guess I'm just bored.

And now, on with the long-awaited-

Chapter 9

Throughout Christmas break, Harry, Ginny, and Draco kept having the same dreams. By the last day of Christmas break, the blizzard had died down. Draco was sitting in his room with a parchment and quill, deciding what to write to his father. Finally, he made up his mind, and wrote down:

Dear Father,

I have reason to suspect that I am under some sort of curse. If you know anything about it, please write back.

Love, your son

He read it over a few times before folding the parchment, and tying it to his owl's leg with a black ribbon. He sent the owl off, and then sat down on his bed. He looked reflectively at his window, smirking to himself, remembering that night when Ginny had crawled in through it to talk to him.

The last time they talked, he had told her to leave him alone. But he wanted to talk to her again so badly. He couldn't imagine what she was doing right now… probably snogging Potter. The thought nauseated him.

He looked back at his window and saw something- someone was flying around outside on their broom. A girl.

"You've got to be kidding me," Draco said. He grabbed his broom and opened his window. Then he flew outside and followed Ginny. She was not too far away, so he caught up to her in no time.

"Oy, Weasley!" he said. Ginny turned around and smiled at him.

"Hello, Malfoy. Out for a fly?" she said.

"Um… yeah. What are you doing out here?" he asked.

"Same thing, of course. You know how much I love to fly," she said.

"Really? I almost forgot, I guess." He looked at her, hovering gracefully in the air. She was too beautiful. Before Draco realized how long he was staring at her, she said,

"See something you like, Draco?" He smirked at this.

"I see something I like very much. Something I want." He couldn't stop himself from saying it. Ginny blushed, but kept smiling.

"Well, that's something you'll have to work at. Because I don't belong to anybody right now," she said.

"What about Potter?"

"Well, he doesn't act like he owns me."

"Let's go inside," Draco changed the subject, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Okay," she said, "Where?"

"My room," he said.

"Sure."

"That was a joke, Ginny," he said, smirking.

"I know." She grinned.

"Um… well, let's at least put our brooms away first," he said. She nodded.

Draco escorted Ginny to her room, where she left her broom, and she hopped on the back of his broom. Then they flew to Draco's room.

"Sure you don't want to come in?" he said.

"It's not like I haven't been in there before," she said smartly.

"Huh. Well… I have to put my broom away, so…"

"Oh. Right." They climbed inside the window to Draco's room, where he put his broom away in a closet. He turned back to Ginny, who was sitting patiently on his bed.

"Well, it looks like I have you where I want you," he said. She giggled.

"Do you?" He nodded.

"Ginny…" he sat down next to her now, looking serious, "why did we stop doing this?"

"Doing what?"

"You know. Flying together, and talking to each other…"

"You know, Draco, I can't even remember. No, I do remember, but… I can't see what's so bad about it. You're not evil, Draco. I once believed that you were." Draco smirked.

"How do you know I'm not evil?" he asked.

"Because… you care about me," she said.

"True." He lifted up a hand and cupped her cheek, looking longingly at her.

"Draco…"

"Shh," he quieted her. He went in to kiss her, but she pulled back.

"No," she said.

"What? Ginny… I'm crazy about you… I can't help it. I can't stand to see you with him… with Potter." Ginny tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before looking into Draco's eyes. He was looking directly at her, as if he would lose her if he were to look away for just a second.

"Draco, I'm sorry. I can't feel the same way about you…"

"Shut up!" He said, grabbing her arms and violently pulling her into a passionate kiss. Their embrace seemed to last for a long time, before he pulled away from her.

"Don't tell me that didn't mean anything to you!" he said.

"It didn't," she said. But her bottom lip was quivering.

"Liar," he said, laughing. He pulled her into another embrace and whispered in her ear:

"No matter what may happen as a result of that curse… I will never let Potter have you."

Ginny pulled away and stared at him, not sure what to say.

"Draco… I… I need to go," she said, getting up. He looked at her, making up his mind.

"Very well. I'll accompany you downstairs. It's not safe for a little girl to be alone in Slytherin territory," he said.

"Right."

He took her downstairs where they exited the Slytherin common room.

"I will see you later," he said to her. She walked away without saying a word.

Ginny was worried about what Draco might do, more than she was worried about the curse. She walked back to the Gryffindor common room where she found Harry, Hermione and Ron. Harry smiled when he saw her.

"Hey, Ginny," Hermione greeted. Ron waved at her.

"Hi guys. Do you mind if I talk to Harry for a bit?" They shook their heads and got up, leaving the two alone to talk. Ginny sat down next to Harry and snuggled up to him. He put his arm around her.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I was just talking to Draco," she said quietly.

"Why?"

"Because he needs someone to talk to," she said, closing her eyes and resting her head on his chest. He stroked her hair gently and looked at her lovingly.

"Well, I guess it's alright. Is that all you wanted to talk about?" he asked. She nodded.

"Well, that and I just wanted to spend time with you alone," she said. He smiled and hugged her. She opened her eyes and looked at him adoringly. He was her prince charming. He was her "Raoul."

The next day at breakfast, Draco sat at the Slytherin table with his "friends," ignoring them altogether. He was staring at Ginny, who was sitting next to Harry. Harry had his arm around her.

"Draco!" Draco turned his head at the sound of his name. It was Pansy Parkinson calling him.

"What is it?" he said, annoyed.

"What was that Weasley girl doing in the common room yesterday?" Pansy asked.

"Leaving," Draco said.

"But she was coming from the boys' dormitories! Who let her in there?"

"I did, alright? Now please drop it," he said.

"Draco! How dare you let a Gryffindor in!" she said accusingly.

"You're just jealous that I never let you in my room, Parkinson," he said. Pansy turned red.

"That is not true!" she shouted. Just then, the owls came. Draco got a letter adressed to him from his father. He opened it and looked it over, before getting up and walking over towards the Gryffindor table.

Ginny looked up at Draco. She smiled politely. Draco did not smile back.

"I got a letter back from my father," he said.

"What does it say?" she asked.

"He doesn't know anythig about a curse."

"Let me see," said Harry.

"No," Draco said.

"Draco, give Harry the letter," Ginny said. He hesitated.

"Alright." He handed the letter to Harry. Harry looked at it and read:

"Draco, I know nothing about the curse. This says 'the' curse, not 'a' curse. What did you write to him?"

"I told him I was under a curse and he should write back if he knows anything about it," said Draco.

"He wrote back, didn't he? He must know something about it, then," said Harry.

"Are you insane, Potter? He said he doesn't know anything!"

"He doesn't know anything about the curse. But he knows that there is a curse. Maybe he put a curse on us, but he doesn't know anything about it's terms," said Harry.

"I don't believe that," said Draco.

"Draco, how can you be sure? Write back to him, please!" Ginny pleaded. Draco sighed.

"Alright, I'll write back!" he said. He snatched the letter back from Harry and retreated to the Slytherin table.

That's it for chapter 9. Hope you enjoyed the Draco/Ginny parts. Hehe. Although this chapter was a tad short, I enjoyed writing it and the way it came out. Next chapter we meet Lucius! Hooray! Malfoys are sexy. Except for Narcissa. LOL. XP