A/N: Aquabreeze - Just to be clear, I do not imagine myself as Ginny when I'm writing these fics, and I would appreciate it if you don't make suggestions like that. I mean, sure the actor is good looking but even when I read other fics in my head I don't always imagine Tom Felton and the fact that I've started all the vignettes so far with Draco and Ginny already in love is because with the short length of the vignettes I can't develop any ideas if I don't start with them already past the courting point. Does that clear things up?

Disclaimer: Oops, it seems that I've forgotten to put a disclaimer in the earlier chapters. Oh well, I don't own Ginny or Draco as characters (so sad) and I won't anytime soon so this disclaimer is going to apply for all the earlier chapters and any that follow this one.

#3 Drunken Rants

"That two-timing bastard!" Ginny said with a slight slur before she took another sip of her expensive wine. "What kind of sod spends all this time courting his wife and then cheats on her?" Ginny asked fiercely, making motions with her hands and spilling wine everywhere.

"Watch what you're doing. That's expensive stuff, missy." the bartender scolded.

"That's right, it's Miss Weasley. No more of that Mrs. Malfoy crap." She spilled more wine.

"Watch it." the bartender warned.

"Who cares how much I waste? It's charged on Malfoy's account anyway." Ginny's drink by now was empty.

"Reeeee-fill." She shouted.

"I think you've had enough for tonight, young lady."

"The customer hasn't had enough until the customer says so, and this one hasn't had enough until she can't stand straight, but this one is still sitting properly balanced," Ginny tried not to sway on her chair. "So gimme a refill."

The bartender looked at her doubtfully but refilled her drink.

Ginny took another sip and slammed her cup down. "Do you know what he's doing?" She asked the table. "He's always at work and never comes home. And he's so busy he never ever has time to even same 'hello' to me anymore! Oh yes, he's busy alright. Busy screwing other women!" She yelled the last part out to the bottles in front of her that were listening quietly.

The bartender looked at her pitifully.

"Look lady, I'm sure you've got a lot of sorrows to drown but please keep your voice down."

"Yes, I've got sooooooooorrooooooows to droooooown!" She raised her cup and swung it around. "Or maybe I should just drown him!" She huffed.

"I'm sure that will solve your problems," the bartender said sarcastically.

"Shut up," Ginny said sadly. "Don't talk to me, you're mean." She suddenly pouted, swinging from one mood to another quickly and frequently. "I'm going to talk to the nice ash tray." She turned to the ash tray on her left. "Hello, I'm a really sad and pathetic Weasley who's going through some major trauma. Wanna listen to me rant?" She looked at the ash tray to her right and laid her head on her arm. "You guys are so nice and patient, I could just rant all day."

Instead of actually raving though, Ginny simply closed her eyes and tried to relax. After a while she spoke up again, "You ash trays are lucky: no one can cheat on you. I mean, I guess people do stick their cigarette butts on you but you can just get cleaned and you're all ready to go. People can't be like that." She sighed dramatically. "I really need to kill that bastard."

Ginny put her head down again and this time came very close to falling asleep. Before she did, however, a pair of anxious footsteps made their way behind her. Without looking to see who it was Ginny said quietly, "Sod off."

She then proceeded to fall asleep completely and started leaning to one side, coming dangerously close to falling off her chair.

"Ginny!" a worried voice called out. "I've been looking all over for you! What in Merlin's Beard are you doing here in a muggle bar?"

It was Draco.

Ginny instantly woke back up. "YOU! Stay away from me you cheating man-whore!"

Draco stared at her in disbelief, "I'm a what? What did I do? Why are you here?"

Ginny huffed at him indignantly, and made a small, pitiful sniffle, "You know what you did, Malfoy! And after all I did for you and gave to you. After I loved you, and you repay me with this?" She made vague but very vigorous hand motions, while tears streamed from her face.

"Ginny, can you explain to me what's going on? I love you, angel, what did I do?" Draco was truly stumped at what she was talking about.

Ginny got angry again, "You know what! Don't try that stupid face on me!"

Just then one of the colored strobe lights from the ceiling shone past Draco's head, lighting his hair up in blue.

Ginny saw and laughed, "Hehe, your hair is blue! It makes you look like a zombie. Exactly what you should be after I kill you, you bastard!" She voiced the threat in a bubbly manner.

Draco's eyes just widen in surprise as he sat down next to her and prepared to ask her again what she was talking about.

Ginny looked at him through pained, hurt, and tearful eyes, sighing unhappily. She fell completely against him, worn out from all her yelling and emotion switches. She silent for a moment, then she cried softly, "How could you, Draco? We were headed for such a good place. Where did we go wrong?"

Draco wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back. The bartender came over and pinned him with a stare. "So you're the 'two-timing bastard.'" he said.

"I don't know what you're talking about. How long was she here before I got here?"

"Probably half an hour. Got herself drunk really fast. She was bawling her eyes out about how you cheated on her."

Draco finally understood. "What? I've never cheated on her! Where did she get that idea? Was that what got her so riled up? She thinks I'm cheating on her?"

"Apparently. Are you?"

"NO! I love her and only her. She's such an amazing woman, why would she think that?"

"Something about you always being busy, she said."

"Well, I have had a lot of extra work lately…cripes. She's got herself worked up all over nothing. I'm got to explain everything to her when she wakes up. How could she think I was cheating on her?"

Draco picked Ginny up, thanked the bartender, and left.

Back at the Manor Draco tucked her in bed and watched her sleep.

He had a lot of convincing and explaining to do tomorrow.