A/N: Ordinarily, I prefer Authors Notes at the end of the chapter, but as this story isn't exactly a "story", with chronological order and such, I think it's better this way.

This Instance, in case anyone wonders, is based on when Draco confesses to Potter and (the other) Weasley (thinking they're Crabbe and Goyle) that he doesn't know who Slytherin's heir was. It went like this:

"I wish I knew who it is," said Malfoy petulantly. "I could help them."

My heart sang in D/G delight when I read that. Ginny wasn't Slytherin's heir, but close to it!

(Oh, and thanks to giggle-like-mad for reviewing.)

Rabid D/G-er: Instance #3 - Could Help
based on "The Polyjuice Potion" chapter, CoS

Draco Malfoy was very distracted. In fact, it was quite the little miracle that he hadn't bumped into a wall yet. He hadn't even bumped into anything - that is, until Ginny Weasley turned around the corner.

(bump)

Draco exclaimed, "Hey! Watch where you're walking!" Then he waited for the obligatory harsh retort.

But it never came.

Instead, Ginny looked down embarrasedly and muttered a "sorry."

"Sorry? But I was the one who wasn't paying attention! What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, nothing... and sorry, again." Ginny started to walk away.

"But - wait!" Ginny stopped, and Draco caught up with her. "You can't be sorry, because it was my fault we bumped into each other. I was too distracted wondering who the Heir of Slytherin is... I really wish I knew who it was, I could help them..."

Ginny's face turned every colour in the rainbow and she started to shake madly, but Draco was too busy staring at the wall in a spaced-out sort of way to notice.

"You would help them?" asked Ginny nervously.

"Of course I would! That's really admirable, what the Heir's doing."

"No matter who it was...?"

"Yeah, doesn't matter. I mean," Draco added thoughtfully, "it can't be a Mudblood, or a blood-traitor,can it?"

"Guess not," said Ginny quietly. "But what if... what if the Heir wants you to help her, or him, in something different than petrifying students?"

"It depends on what it would be, I guess," answered Draco after a minute's consideration. "What - do you... do you know who it is?"

The changing colours and mad shaking started again, only milder. Ginny said, as firmly as she could, "No. W-why would I?"

And she walked away.

"Yeah... why would a Weasley, of all people?" Draco asked himself some seconds later.

But he felt strangely disappointed.