Disclaimer: The characters in this story that are from Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling, if they aren't from Harry Potter, they belong to me. Yep, that's all I have to say.

A/N: I know I didn't mention in the previous chapter, but these characters are JK Rowling's. But it does get soooo tedious to do it every single time.

Sorry I didn't explain this before but the bits in between asterisks (*) are flashbacks (thank you to Champagne Dav for telling me it was confusing). I couldn't get the thing to upload Italics. In the future I will write flashback before a flashback. Sorry for the confusion.

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Now: on with the story!

Chapter 2

Ginny sat by herself at the end of the Gryffindor table. She watched as Ron went to sit next to Hermione, who made space for him the moment he walked in the door. She watched as Harry walked in holding hands with Parvarti. A tear slid down her face and she angrily wiped it away. She hated feeling like this: jealous of her brother, jealous of his friendships and relationships.

Ginny piled food onto her plate with no intention of eating any of it. The first years sitting next to her sniggered and made pig noises. Ginny glared at them and then sighed and sank into her thoughts.

Suddenly Ginny's attention was drawn to the door. Pansy Parkinson was squealing loudly and hugging Draco Malfoy. His tall muscular frame stood stock still, not responding to Pansy's enthusiastic greeting.

"Oh, Draco," Pansy gushed. "Why weren't you on the train? It just wasn't the same without you."

Draco shrugged and, untangling himself from Pansy's arms, entered the Great Hall. Pansy pouted, flicking her long, straight black hair over her shoulder, disappointment in her icy blue eyes. Draco ignored her.

His gaze swept the room and fell on Ginny. His eyes narrowed, his piercing silver gaze fully concentrated on her. His pale blonde hair was tousled, draping sexily over his forehead. Gone was the skinny, pointed faced boy that despised everything. After Draco's fourth year, he had shot up and now towered over everyone at six foot four. After contemplating Ginny for what seemed like eons, he walked over to the Slytherin table to eat.

Ginny let out the breath she had been holding. She couldn't help but remember the last time she had encountered Draco Malfoy.

*Flashback*

Ginny sat in the empty compartment, the Hogwarts train taking her back to her home. Harry was staying at the Burrow for the first few weeks of the summer, as was Hermione. Then Harry would leave and stay with Sirius, his once-fugitive godfather, and Hermione would go back to her parents. Ginny wondered if Ron knew about Harry and Hermione.

Looking for an empty compartment, Ginny had opened the door to reveal Harry and Hermione locked in a passionate embrace. Hermione had looked at Harry with such intensity. She had never looked at Ginny's brother that way. Ron would be heartbroken if he found out. Harry and Hermione had been so lost in each other that they had even noticed Ginny back out of the compartment, shutting the door with a soft click.

No wonder Hermione hated her so much. If Ginny hadn't been so in love with Harry, maybe she would have noticed that Hermione felt exactly the same way. And how could Harry stoop so low as to go for his best friend's girlfriend, even though everyone, including Ginny, would have him. Ginny had never felt so rejected in her life.

Tears slid down her face silently and soon Ginny had broken into all out sobs. She couldn't help feeling hurt and excluded by the people she was closest to. Ginny was crying so hard that she didn't hear the compartment door slide open. A cold, sardonic voice interrupted her outburst.

"Get out, Weasel, this is my compartmen…" Draco Malfoy stopped cold. "Are you crying?"

Ginny shook her head, tears rolling down her face. Malfoy snickered at her ridiculous answer. To her surprise he sat down next to her.

"You know this is the first time I've ever seen you cry," he said seriously. "Even when I insult you, you just turn on your heel and walk away."

He sounded…admiring.

"Why do you care?" Ginny sniffled, settling down.

Draco shrugged.

"Well, aren't you going to ask me why I'm crying," Ginny said, tartly.

Draco shook his head. "I already know. Potter." When Ginny looked at him incredulously he continued. " You've fawned over him since you came to Hogwarts and it's no secret that he sleeps around. Does he sleep with you, too?"

"Yes!" Ginny wailed, and the dam broke. Everything came out, her and Harry, Ron and Hermione, Harry and Hermione, Harry's using her, Hermione hating her. Before she knew it, she was cradled against Draco's chest crying into his designer charcoal grey robes. She sniffled and forced her self to calm down.

"Feel better?"

Ginny nodded against his muscular chest. Draco lifted his chin and kissed her tenderly. The kiss was over before she knew it and Draco had lain her down with her head in his lap.

"Go to sleep," he whispered gently.

Ginny touched her lips softly and, still in shock, wondered where the hell that had come from. She was going to argue that she wasn't tired, when she realised that she was. All her crying had worn her out.

By the time she woke up, Draco had gone.

*End Flashback*

Ginny looked at the Slytherin table, then quickly looked away when she saw Draco's silver gaze locked on her. She felt her face heat up and quickly gathered her books together. She got up and left, casting one last glance in Draco's direction.

He was still staring at her.

***

Draco Malfoy watched as Ginny hurried out of the Hall. Pansy was once again simpering at him, clinging to his arm. Crabbe and Goyle were stuffing their faces, their minimal intelligence undiscernible. Draco curled his lip. When he had first come to Hogwarts he had been proud to be s Slytherin, but he had soon found out that none of his housemates possessed one iota of class or intelligence.

His attention was locked on the door that Ginny had just exited. He couldn't get the youngest Weasley out of his head. Their encounter on the Hogwarts express had left him reeling. Her vulnerability had really gotten under his skin. No one had ever trusted him with anything before, let alone their deepest most secret feelings. The complete trust that Ginny had shown in him when he told her to go to sleep blew him away. She hadn't questioned his motives, even after what that bastard Potter had put her through, nor had she argued with him. Just closed her eyes and gone to sleep. It had completely disarmed him.

Draco shoved Pansy off his arm and stood up. Ignoring her whined, "Where are you going, Draco?", he left the Slytherin table. He didn't even know why he was going, just that he had to follow Ginny. Draco stalked out of the Great Hall, leaving his utterly boring fellow Slytherins behind him.

***

Harry watched as Ginny left the Hall, followed closely by Draco Malfoy. His eyes narrowed. He barely heard what Parvarti was saying to him. He looked at Ron to see if he had noticed his sister, but he was too wrapped up in Hermione to notice anything. His friend had given into Hermione's wiles as soon as she had broken up with Viktor Krum. Funny though, Ginny and Hermione hadn't been friends ever since Ron and Hermione had begun secretly fucking.

Harry frowned. Ginny. Jealousy streaked through him. Why had Draco followed her out? Was something going on between them? Harry didn't like Ginny but he did like the fact that she worshipped her. It was important that he had someone to fall back on, if his plans fell through. Besides, Harry was secretly in love with someone else: Blaise Zabini. Contrary to popular belief, Harry and Blaise hadn't slept together after the Yule Ball last year. But Harry had become enraptured. Blaise was bad. Harry was drawn to her, but she had refused to be with him until he gave up Ginny and at the time he hadn't been ready to. Now he was finished with Ron's little sister.

But that didn't mean she could be with anyone else. Harry got up abruptly and headed for the door, paying no attention to the hurt look in Parvarti's eyes.

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