A/N: This scene. Any D/G-er must've read it about a thousand times, as it's one in which Draco is clearly jealous of Harry for getting a valentine from Ginny. Well, maybe not as far as that - but there was definitely something going on there.

Lots of thank-yous to DevilsPrincess (oh God, I hope this one doesn't dissappoint much), whose review totally made me grin.

Rabid D/G-er: Instance #4 - Wish He Was Hers
based on "The Very Secret Diary" chapter, CoS

The corridors were crowded not only with students, but also with dwarfs dressed as cupids. Yet Ginny still managed to walk in a straight line, right in the middle of the corridor. The crowds parted to let her through. She was invincible. She was a goddess.

"Oh I love your hair, Ginny!"

"Thank you. I like it too."

"Oh Ginny! I just ripped a hole in my robes, what do I do?"

"Just cast Reparo on it."

"Really? Reparo! Oh - thanks, Ginny!"

"No problem. Always at your service."

"Hey Weasley. Your robes are grey on the edges; is that a look of yours?"

"Why yes. Glad you noticed."

When the goddess Ginevra heard a particularly grim-looking dwarf shout "Oy, you! 'Arry Potter!", a smirk spread through her face. This was going to be very funny.

She walked toward the commotion - there was Harry Potter, looking mightily embarrased. Her smirk deepened. Then she looked up from Potter's pathetic figure to see another boy, a fellow god...

Her smirk immediately dropped.

Draco Malfoy.

He would know the valentine was made by her. And he would think she was in love with Harry Potter, when in fact the valentine was just a prank, and she didn't love Harry Potter, she loved him...

There was a loud ripping noise, and Ginny's precious head snapped back to Potter. Then she saw it. The diary.

The cursed diary.

Oh snap.

Oh well, she'd have to take it from him some other time. There were bigger things to worry about now - like the valentine.

But all her goddess-like virtues didn't help her. She couldn't do anything; there was no stopping this dwarf from singing the valentine:

His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard.
I wish he was mine, he's really divine,
The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.

Everybody laughed at this, but Draco didn't seem to find it funny. He looked at Ginny, who returned his glance with a helpless one, wishing he'd know, he'd realise, that it was just a prank...

But he didn't nod understandingly like she had hoped. No - he merely looked down, gracing the floor by sweeping his eyes through it. He spotted the diary.

Ginny nearly screamed. He couldn't have that diary, not him.

She looked back and forth from the diary to Harry Potter, willing him to save Draco from it. Take it, idiot, take it.

And he did. Ginny gave a sigh of relief neither boy noticed.

She realised it was time to assist her classes and, noticing there was a way to get near Draco while entering her classroom, she used it. It was a mistake, as she'd find out later, but she was attracted to him so...

As Ginny passed by Draco, he yelled spitefully at her, "I don't think Potter liked your valentine much!" He yelled at her. Spitefully.

Ginny covered her face with her hands, unbelievably hurt.

It was only a prank!