Disclaimers: NONE OF THIS BELONGS TO ME, But to J.K. Rowling

Warning: there will be strong sexual content at some point in this story

This is very loosly based on the 6th Harry Potter book, there are some dialouges from the book only in a different view point.

And sorry for the delay, I started college recently and haven't had time to update.

Thanks to my beta reader DracoRoxMySox

Third Person POV

Ginny was sitting in the Gryffindor common room. She had taken residence in a big overstuffed chair and was leaning her head against the glass in the window. "Why me?" She was thinking to herself. "Why does he have to like me?" She was so lost in her thuoght, she didn't notice when Ron came over and sat on the edge of her chair.

"Whatcha thinking about Gin?" he asked leaning over her.

"Nothing Ron, just girl stuff." she replied. He backed up a little bit.

"Oh, do you need Moine? I'll get her for you." Ron offerend

"No, I'm fine, it's just, Ron, do you think Dean really likes me?" she asked finally looking up from the window. She couldn't let Rob know she was thinking about Malfoy, so she covered it up with Dean.

"Of course he likes you Ginny, he's dating you isn't he? Wait...has he been pressuring you, or yelling at you? I swear if he has, I'll kick his little arse!" Ron said working himself up.

"Ron, calm down, it's not anything like that. He's a sweet guy. He really is, it's just all he ever wants to talk about is Quidditch, and I'm never involved in any of his conversations, it's like I'm a trophy for him. I just sit there and act like I'm interested in whatever he's talking about."

"I dunno Sis, have you tried talking to him about it? He's a guy. We're stupid. Give him a chance yet. But remember, if he even looks at you funny, he won't be able to open those eyes for the rest of the semseter."

That made Ginny giggle. "Thanks Ron, you're the bsst" she said standnig up. "I'll see you in the morning I'm going to bed."

Ron stood up from the arm of the chair and nodded his head at Ginny, thinking about having a little chat with Dean.

The next morning, Ginny ate her breakfast sitting between Dean and Harry. Dean was talking to Seamus about (For a shocking change) an upcoming Potions lesson and Harry, his mouth full of food was having a heated discussion with Ron about who knows what. Probably Quidditch.. "Honestly," Ginny thought to herself, "I know just as much as they do about it, and I still find other things to talk about." Sighing, Ginny turned back to her breakfast and tuned everyone out, to continue playing with her food and muling over her little...Malfoy problem. "Why am I so nervous?" she was thinking "It's not like he's actually going to do anything to prove himself. Ugh, why I am even worrying about this? It's Malfoy, he hates me, he was most likely just trying to get a rise out of me." Yes, that must be it. It made sense to her now, this was just his new game for her. Something new to infuriate her with.

Finally satisfied with her conclusion, Gunny was able to turn her attention back to breakfast and to safe, sweet, Quidditch brained-Dean.

Things weren't so peaceful everywhere else, however. On the other side of the Great Hall, Draco Malfoy sat fighting a silent battle with himself. How would he prove himself to Ginny without losing his reputation. And why did he even want to? Why wouldn't she leave his mind? How could he concentrate on his mission for the Dark Lord, with her always running around in his head? He had to get her quickly before it was too alte and he went stark-raving mad and failed Lord Voledermort. He just couldn't figure out how. "I'm Draco Malfoy," he thought, "I get whatever I want." and with that, he left the Great Hall to make his way to his first class. Confidence was never one of his short-comings, and he wasn't going to let some little red head get the best of him now.

The rest of the day went by entirerly too slow for Malfoy. Each class seemed like it would never end. Pansy was still following him around like a sick puppy. No matter what he did, she always came back. He was going crazy. He tried looking for Ginny after each class, lunch, and dinner, and although he spotted her once or twice, he never got the chance to go and speak to her. She was always attatched to her weak little boyfriend.

That was all fine though, he had his plan worked out. He would start it tomorrow night. She would never see it coming.

Ginny's POV

Dear Diary,

So here I am, sitting alone in my dorm. Tottaly unusual, I know. But, I guess I just don't feel like hanging out tonight. Dean's starting to get on my nerves, he has a new thing now. When he's not talking about Quidditch, he wants to be snogging. I don't know. He just makes everything so uncomfortable. I don't know. I just don't

"What the hell?" I jumped as something banged on my window. I wonder what that could be? I got up and walked over to my window, kind of nervous to look outside, but when I peeked, it was only an owl. I sighed and let it in. It was a beautiful black owl, who strangly had blue eyes. I stroked him after I took the letter from his leg. It was in a handwriting I didn't recognize.

After a moment of affection, the owl jumped out and soared back out of my window. "Strange," I thought. But oh well. Now this letter. Who could it be from? I took it over to my desk and sat down to open it.

Ginny,

If a million people sat at a million typewriters for a million years, they would never type enough words to describe how beautiful you are.

Draco

Holy Merlin! What is this? Is he trying to flatter me? This is so weird. I guess I should send him something back? So I wrote out this:

Malfoy,

If you think flattery is what I meant by you proving yourself, you're wrong. Although this was a nice touch, you still haven't figured out what I meant. Try again.

Ginny

There that should work. I wonder what he is trying to pull here? If he thinks I'll be another one of his whores he's got another thing coming! I wonder if he'll write me back? Ugh! Why am I thinking about him at all? This is crazy! He's making me crazy.

I finally have an idea! If he wants to play this little game, I'll play it right back. He thinks he can get me to fall in love with him so easisly, how will he feel when the tables are turned? Right after coming to my conclusion, there was a familiar taping at my window. I rushed over to let the owl back in.

Ginny,

I don't know what you want from me. Tell me what I have to do. I'll give you the world, if that's what it takes.

Draco.

Oh he's so cocky. So sure that he can get me! I'll show him. Let's try being nice and see how that goes for him. I'm going to switch this around. He might not love me, when I'm not so hard to get.

Draco,

I'm sorry to have confused you. What I meant by proving yourself, was not by flattering me. Instead, I want you to show me that you want me. Be nice to Ron, Harry, and Hermoine. I know you don't care for them, but if you mean the things you say, then you'll do this for me. Also, having all those girls on your arms, especially Pansy, isn't going to make me want you. If you want me, having tons of girls around you isn't going to show it. You'll have to do the opposite, and be single.

By the way. I don't want a guy who will give me the world, I want one who will share it with me. Goodnight

Ginny

"There!" I said outloud laughing as I tied the letter to the owl. "That should confuse him until morning. Good luck with that one Draco!" I sent the owl back out, closed my journal and changed for bed. The other girls will be coming up soon, and I am not really up for company. I just hope that tonight sleep is easier and I don't dream of that damn Malfoy.

Sorry it's so short. Better next time. Review Loves