Chapter Three: Planning and Mandrakes

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Ginny grumbled, putting her head in her hands. She had been reading and rereading rules and regulations, party planners, and more meaningless junk for the past three hours while Liz and Harry played Wizard's chess, Hermione and Ron argued about homework, and Amedei watched.

"Okay, someone wanna explain to me how I suddenly became the leader of this whole escapade?"

Amedei smiled. "Simple. You came up with the brilliant idea, you asked the teachers about the brilliant idea, hence you put the brilliant idea together, brilliant one."

Liz blinked. "Mmk, you confused me - and check, Harry."

Harry frowned and tried to get himself out of his predicament as Ginny growled again.

"Malfoy better say thank-you to you, Amedei."

"Thank you to me? Why me?"

Ginny blinked. "Oh, no. Oh, no no no no NO. You're not telling him I set this whole thing up myself!"

Amedei put on her innocent face. "And you don't expect me to take credit for such a wonderful scheme, do you?" She acted serious now. "No, really, I'm not going to say I did it, Gin. He'd really appreciate it coming from you."

"Doubt it," Gin sighed, continuing to read about the prefect party drinks.

"Checkmate, Liz!"

"But - what - how - I - you -"
Harry grinned. "Don't question the chess moves, dear."

Amedei looked at Gin with a face that clearly asked, "DEAR?"

Ginny shook her head and smiled as Liz blushed and looked away. What happens in the commonroom stays in the commonroom, she laughed to herself.

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Amedei was proud of herself; she had seen Draco three times and not once had she spilt her guts.

"So, you said that by today you'd have something fun for us."

Amedei nodded. "And I do, but it's not for today. It's for tomorrow."

"Oh? And what is it?" asked Draco.

"No comment, thank you very much," she giggled sauntering past him and towards the girl's dorms.

"Come on, Ame! I'm dying!"

Amedei shook her head and stuck out her tongue. "Not happening, darling."

Malfoy crossed his arms and pouted, the smirk evident on his face. "Not fair, sweetheart."

"Life's tough, hun," she joked, climbing up the stairs.

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"Albus?" Minerva called, walking into his office. "Miss Weasley is here to discuss the Quidditch match with you."

Dumbledore smiled. "Oh, yes, yes, let her in then."

Ginny put her hair behind her ear and stepped in, smiling at Minerva politely and then sitting across from Dumbledore.

"Hello, Miss Weasley."

"Hello, Proffessor Dumbledore, uhh - I'm just here to, you know, right?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, letting her continue.
"Ok, well, the match is tomorrow, from three to six. It's a little extra time just in case something happens. The party will begin at six but, you know, it might happen a little before then. Um, for the Quidditch game, everyone will -"

Dumbledore put his hand up, interrupting her. "Miss Weasley, instead of explaining every moment of the game, why don't you explain why you're doing this for a student who treats you rather harshly?"

Ginny swallowed hard. "Uh..." she looked at her feet. "Because Amedei - Black - told me to?"

Dumbledore shook his head, eyes twinkling. "Why did you accept?"

"Because..." she sighed. "Draco needed a friend."

His eyes twinkled again. "A friend, right," he said more to himself than anyone. "Alright, Miss Weasley, I think tomorrow will go grandly."

"Thank you, Proffessor," she said, getting up.
"Oh, and one more thing, Miss Weasley," he said before she opened the door. "Don't hide the fact that you put this all together. Let him know. As you said, he needs a friend."

Ginny nodded. A friend, right.

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Ginny slipped into bed after a long Friday of classes, homework, and planning. Finally, she felt as if everything was settled for tomorrow, and she closed her eyes, ready to go to sleep.

Except, her mind was still in "planning-homework-classes" stage, which meant it wasn't ready to sleep as of yet, and chattered excitedly.

I wonder if it's going to be good tomorrow, I hope people enjoy it! But what about Draco? I hope he has fun, it really is for him, but why do I even care? I mean, he's DRACO MALFOY, he hates me! I hate him! That's how it always will and always will be! ALWAYS.

"Times change," she whispered out loud before turning over and having a very confusing dream about mandrakes chasing her with party hats on.

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Ginny was seated in the commonroom as the anxious murmurs of excited Gryffindor's filled her ears. That morning in the Great Hall, Dumbledore had explained the Quidditch match to everyone. He described how the game was for anyone and everyone, whether you've ever picked up a broom or not. For those who didn't have brooms, inexpensive Cleansweep brooms were handed out and were to be returned after the match. Liz Adler had been chosen to be the commentator for the match and was anxiously thinking of cliches and adjectives to use during the match. Lavender Brown and Pavarati Patil were looking through their closets for dresses to wear to the after party, and Amedei was gloating over what Ginny's nervousness.

"What's up, Gin?" Amedei asked, looking at her redheaded friend who was wringing her hands on her lap.

She looked up from her book. "Me? What? Oh, nothing." The pair got up, said goodbye to Liz, and began walking to the Great Hall

Amedei shook her head and smiled. "You're nervous, aren't you!"

"Hell, I'm bloody nervous," she confessed. "But I'm not sure why. I guess I just want to make sure everyone has fun..."

"Everyone, right."

"And I guess I just don't want anyone to get hurt..."

"Anyone, sure," Amedei said while smiling.

Ginny frowned but continued. "And I want everyone to dance..."
"Everyone, got it."
"Amedei!"

Amedei looked innocent. "What?"

"You're trying to make it seem like I'm thinking about Draco!" Ginny hissed.

Amedei smiled again. "Your thought, not mine!"

Ginny shook her head. "I don't like Draco, Amedei, and I never will. Why won't you understand that? We're two completely different -"

She trailed off as Draco walked by, smiling to Amedei. He saw Ginny but said nothing, only kept her glance a bit longer before walking by.

"- people, and if that didn't prove anything to you, then you're insane."

"Oh, it proved something alright," Amedei said softly before opening the doors to the Great Hall. That Draco may have some feelings for you after all.

Author's Note; Short chapter, I know, but I really just wanted to finish it so we could get to the game and the party! Tomorrow will be the last chapter, and after that it's the SEQUEL: Show me Love! I'm already on chapter 3 of that, and I have to admit, it's better than this haha. Review please!