1A/N: It's Christmas and my chair has been stolen so I'm on my knees in my room typing. Oh well.

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HEY NIX!!!!!

Um..Reviewers whose name escapes me..when I said her brother held open the door and she said thanks Harry I ment that she no considers Harry as a brother. Ok?

Um, I apologize for these chapters as my beta readers internet isn't working.

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Chapter 5.

Draco sat at Snape's desk. Disinterested in the things strewed across the desk. He heard the youngest Weasley shuffling about around the back but keep his eyes down, not wanting to tempt himself.

He let his hand drift over the piles of papers when a name caught him,

Potter. Hh hmm let's see how he did. He thought to himself. Draco lifted the paper and shuffled through it. He held back a bark of laughter that threatened to fall from his lips.

Ginny heard the chuckle and looked up. Was he laughing? Ginny shook herself.

"You're not supposed to be reading those?" She commented.

"And you weren't supposed to do . . . whatever you did to get detention . . . but you did so, I guess we're even." He said without looking up.

Ginny shook her head and continued to wipe of the shelf. "Oh this is Impossible." She said exasperated. She turned to begin replacing the jars being very careful not to spill she had already spilt a jar of some weird green potion on herself, but luckily Snape had cleaned it and reversed the effects before the strange tingling she had felt had done anything. She rocked slightly on the stool she had been standing on. Trying to catch her balance.

Her foot slipped and she began to fall. Great this is the way I wanted to end my life she thought grudge fully, waiting for the impact on the cold dungeon floor but it never came.

She opened her eyes slowly. She was looking into cool grey eyes. She let out a breath and then took another deep one.

"Thank you." She whispered.

Draco nodded. She was so light in his hands, he barely noticed that he was still holding her, but she did.

"... um . . . you can put me down now." She commented.

Realizing that he was indeed still holding her Draco let her down. She gave him a small smile. She finally saw what Gabrielle kept on talking about.

"So . . . you have to clean all of this with no magic?" he asked.

She nodded. He sighed looking from her, to the cupboard and back. He decided that he was going to break his own rule and do something for her. Only because she looked so tired.

He raised his wand and flicked it in the direction of the cupboard. Everything straightened itself. Jars stopped oozing, dust bunnies disappeared. It sparkled.

Ginny blinked. She looked from the cupboard to Draco. He was now busying himself with dusting imaginary lint off his robes.

"Why did you do that?"

He shrugged. "I was bored. It was there." He said simply.

She smiled slightly. "Ok." She looked at her watch 11:30, well she was stuck until midnight. She shrugged and moved away from Draco. Without another word he turned and went back to Snape's desk and continued reading Harry's essay.

Ginny took a seat at the back at the back of the class. She pulled out the same piece of parchment that had gotten her this detention and began writing again.

About ten minutes went by in silence, Draco managed to keep his head down. Ginny wasn't as lucky, she found her eyes drifting over to him every now and then when her brain met a block on the lyrics, she was writing.

Looking at him seemed to clear her mind. She didn't know why . . . she shook herself and went back to writing. Her mind finally oblivious to what was going on around her.

Draco sat at Snape's desk reading the test Snape had just been grading and silently laughing at the persons answers. Weasley. He thought picking up Snape's discarded quill and scrawling the word 'Idiot' across the page.

He found his eyes wondering over to the littlest Weasley. She wasn't an idiot, she had her head down and was eagerly scribbling her thoughts, every now and ten she would stare into space and hum and then scribble something else.

"What are you doing?" he let the words fall from his mouth, in his best uninterested voice.

Ginny was surprised by his voice. She had completely spaced and forgotten he was there. Her head snapped up.

"I'm writing." was all she said before looking back down.

"I can see that, what are you writing?"

Ginny looked back up. "Why do you care?"

"I don't, it's called making conversation."

"Well, don't if you really don't care I'd rather write than explain myself." She looked back down at her parchment.

Draco got up and walked over to her, he sat down on the desk in front of hers.

"You hate me, I can feel it, why?" he asked.

She looked up at him with a confused expression, what had gotten into him. "Why do I hate you?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Because from my point of view. You are a self-centered, egotistical, shallow son of a bitch." She couldn't bother to argue, so she figured answer him and she could get back to writing.

"Ok 1) I am not shallow ok? 2) you forgot rich proves point three which is that you barely know me so how are you fit to make such a judgement of a person who only a few minutes ago saved your neck, literally."

She looked up into his eyes. Why did he care what she thought of him? She mentally shrugged.

"Fine you saved me and I thank you but you have done nothing to prove to me that you are none of the things that I just called you."

Draco looked at her and without warning pulled the parchment she had been writing on from under her arms as she had been resting on it. He began reading it.

"See this is what I'm talking about, you don't care about anybody else's privacy, that is mine and I want it back." She was standing now and accented the end of her of her statement with a stomp of her foot.

Draco looked up. "It's good but some the phrases are armature to say the least."

Ginny's eyes widen at his critique. "What are you on about? It's almost perfect."

"I agree, almost."

"And just what is wrong with it?" her hand fell onto her hips.

"Well you need to change the second line of the third verse to 'we will rise together' it would flow much better than we will be together and then change you third verse to your chorus." he handed her back the parchment.

Ginny looked at him and took the paper. She looked down at it, fuck he's right. She thought before looking back at him. His trade mark smirk had found it's way across his lips.

As she opened her mouth to reply, the dungeon door swung open and Snape strode in. At first he blinked at his two students, who were in fact talking and not ripping each others throats out. And when he had snapped out of it, he spoke.

"Weasley, what are you still doing here it's," he checked the time. "12:30."

Ginny looked at the professor. "Shit." she picked up her stuff and ran out of the room.

As the door closed Snape smirked at Draco, who's eyes were on the door. Draco looked at his teacher.

"What?"

Snape just smirked. "Oh nothing at all." He said sarcastically.


"Gin!" Gabrielle ran over to her friend, mainly to get away from Seamus who wouldn't leave her alone.

"Gin, how was your Detention was it just awful do have to talk to Sev- Snape."

Ginny was shaken out of her small trance. "Huh? Oh no it was fine, actually I have top tell you something about Dra-"

"Gabrielle there you are!." Seamus exclaimed.

"Fuck." Gabrielle said. "Gin I will be right with you but I have to run, bye." with that she headed for the portrait hole.

Probably gone to Blaise's room.

Yeah, I'll tell her later... I think.

Ginny turned and started for the Girl's dorm.

"Gin, where did Gabrielle go?" Seamus asked.

"Seamus drop it ok, you'll never get her... she's engaged for pity sake and if Blaise ever found out that you were trying to get with her. You would be forced to suck the rest of your meals through a straw. Good night." she ended sweetly and went up to bed.

So Malfoy knew music. Why hadn't Gabrielle told her? She pulled off her robes and began unbuttoning her shirt.

I wonder what else he likes? She pulled on her over sized 'Mutant Slugs' T shirt. And fell into bed.

She would contemplate the enigma, that was Draco at a later date, but now she needed sleep. Her eyes closed.


H hmm... oh yeah it's Friday!

"So your still coming to the party tonight right?" Gabrielle asked Ginny as they walked to potions.

"I guess so."

"What do you mean... you guess so?"

"Well, what's the point you know? I mean I go to as many of these things as anybody, hell thanks to you I go more and I have gotten nothing from any of it... why bother?" she finished quietly, opening the door to the charms class but Gabrielle slammed it shut again.

Looking intently at Ginny she spoke. "Do you... want to get something out of this?"

Ginny looked up at her friend. "... well... yeah, kinda."

Gabrielle's face broke into a smile. "Well all you had to do was ask sweetie," she went into a mock bow. "Your wish is my command."

Ginny laughed and they walked into charms.


-Getting ready.

Draco turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. He wrapped a towel around his waist, before leaving his private bathroom.(Do I really need to think of a reason he has his own room... isn't him being draco enough)

Pansy lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. She was waiting for him to get ready for the party. She looked at him when he entered.

"What's the matter Draco?" She purred, sliding off of the bed and walking over to him swaying her hips.

"Nothing he replied walking over to his wardrobe and beginning o choose clothes.

Pansy was wearing a tan halter top and a short black mini skirt as well as a pair of black knee high boots. She ran her hands over Draco's defined shoulders.

"Stop it."

Her hands dropped. "Why?"

He sighed. "Just don't ok."

"Fine." she stalked towards the door. "I'll see you at the party. . . I guess." she turned to leave.

"Pansy stop."

She turned to face him. Draco walked up and slipped a hand around to the back of her neck. Kissing her roughly. She was use to it though. She loved him but it was a one sided battle and she was losing. He broke their kiss and turned to get dressed but she grabbed him back.

"I want you." she said through gritted teeth.

He lowered his head to hers giving her another kiss.

"You've had me and you will have me... forever."

"I don't want your body Draco." he raised an eyebrow. "Well I do but that's not what I'm talking about. I want your heart."

Draco removed her hand from around his waist.

"Sorry Pans, you're marrying a Malfoy. We don't have hearts." he turned to get dressed.

Pansy watched him as he pulled out a shirt. "I'll see you down there then."

He nodded without looking at her and then she was gone.


I felt to end it. Bite me.