Ok, Ok. I know. this has been absolutely ages and I'm sorry. I do have a shiny new baby to make up for it though, but I won't share him. This isn't as funny as usual, but I just wanted to try and get something out there to get me back in the mood to write because I would much rather sit and read everyone else's lovely stories than write my own. Please forgive me and review, but be nice!
Chapter 8
Draco walked into the Great Hall and didn't notice anything unusual at breakfast the next morning. Sure, there were loads of girls giggling to each other as they stared at him, but after all, he was Draco Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin, and star of all the girls fantasies, right?
Blaise sat down next to him and, after looking around the room, said "Mate, what's going on? You're getting even more stares than usual."
"Must be my new conditioner. Makes my hair look even more luxurious."
Just then, Luna glided over to their table. "Lovely photos, Draco. When did you pose for them?" She handed him a few of the more 'interesting' poses.
"Where in the Bloody Hell did these come from?" Suddenly a lightbulb went off over his head and he snapped his gaze to the Gryffindor table where a certain redhead was looking very studiously at her kippers.
"Weasley! Can I have a word with you, outside?" Without waiting for a reply, Draco grabbed Ginny's hand and dragged her to the doors.
Once outside, scrutinized her face. She looked up at him and batted her eyelashes, "Why Draco, what seems to be the problem?"
"The problem is that we are supposed to be working as a team to embarrass your brother and Potty, not me!" Draco leaned in closer to Ginny and she held her breath. "Besides, I wouldn't think you'd want to share me with the rest of the school, would you?"
Ginny gulped and Draco smirked. Just like I figured, he thought. "Actually, these were the tame ones. You should see the one I kept for myself." Ginny turned to walk back in to the Great Hall leaving Draco gaping at the spot where she had just been.
He went in to finish his breakfast and shook his head when he saw Ginny back eating as if nothing had happened. Draco needed to figure out how to get back at her for this, it was going to take some planning. So, he made his way back to the Slytherin table to collect his books then turned and left deep in thought. Instead of going to his class, he went to the infirmary pretending to have a headache. Draco felt that if he wanted to plot his revenge, he couldn't let something as minor as classes get in his way.