Disclaimer: Harry Potter and his world are of the creative genius of J. K. Rowling.
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"DAMN YOU WEASLEY!"
This was what Ginny heard as she walked up to the Gryffindor common room. The laughter she was trying to hold came pouring out. By the time she reached the common room, she was practically in hysterics. As she walked in, several people looked up giving her odd looks.
"What's up, Ginny?" asked Harry, who was playing wizard's chess with Ron and losing horribly.
"Nothing," she said, trying to choke back her giggles.
"If it is nothing you might want to stop laughing, you are starting to scare some of the first years," said Hermoine, who was currently doing some "light" reading.
Ginny nodded and tried to calm herself. It proved to be hard, but she succeeded.
"I hugged Malfoy," she said nonchalantly.
"You WHAT!" yelled Ron and Harry at the same time.
"Okay, maybe that wasn't the best thing to start with," Ginny said. She told them the whole story and made even Hermoine laugh.
"You get more and more like Fred and George everyday," commented Harry.
"I certainly hope not! I prefer being a girl!"
"Ginny, you might want to be cautious, though," said Hermoine. "Malfoy might want revenge for your little stunt."
"He probably will, but I can handle it."
"If you can't Harry and I will."
"Thanks, but no thanks, you guys. You already have enough problems."
"Not to many to help my favorite sister," said Ron.
"Thanks," said Ginny laughing. "I'd better go get changed." Ginny had just realized that she was still in her soaking wet, muddy robes. As she turned and left she could not help but look at Ron, Harry and Hermoine suspiciously. They had never shown that much interest in talking to her before, so why now? She had a feeling that there was something that they were not telling her.
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Hermoine was right, Malfoy did try to get revenge, but he did not succeed. In the corridor after breakfast one day, he hexed her so that her hair turned green and there was a sign on her back saying, "I hug Slytherins." This did not faze Ginny at all. She dealt with that type of thing all the time with Fred and George. She knew all the counter spells and could laugh about, rather than feeling embarrassed.
This type of thing from Malfoy went on for two weeks and although it was annoying, she could tell that it was irritating him even more because she would just laugh. She also got a fair bit of kicks at him too, but he handled them less eloquently. Unfortunately, some of the teachers began to notice.
One day both Ginny and Malfoy walked into Potions hexed. Ginny had a tickling curse on her and Malfoy had a curse on him that made him saying odd things whenever he tried to speak.
"Miss Weasley, ten points! Keep your silly games outside my class," said Snape, glaring at her.
"It is Malfoy's fault," Ginny said with much difficulty.
Malfoy tried to say that it was not his fault, but it came out differently. "Professor Snape, did you know that you look a cross between a rabid donkey and school girl?" he asked.
"Pardon me, Mister Malfoy?"
"You know you could be a regular Hugh Hefner if you washed your hair once in a while. You know, I could give you some pointers there. We could also go get Lockhart and have a hair washing party! What do you say, ol' chap?"
By this time the whole class was laughing, especially Ginny who had that and the tickling charm to contend with.
"Weasley, Malfoy! In my office! Now!" Snape snarled.
"Well, if you're going to put it that way, Mister Still-Wears-Bunny-Jammies-With-Booties."
In his office, Snape took off the curses. He glared at both of them. "I do not know what has been going on with the two of you, but it ends here. A weeks detention from both of you and sixty points from each of you. Yes, Mister Malfoy, from my own house. Yes, Miss Weasley, it is fair. Your detentions start tonight. Now, out!"
Ginny grumbled as she sat down next to Colin and started on her potion.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Sixty points and a week of detention," muttered, glaring at Snape.
"Did Malfoy get it too?"
"Yep."
"Snape took points from his own house?" said Colin, in shock.
"Yeah, it was probably because of what Malfoy said to him," said Ginny grinning.
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Draco was in a foul mood as he stomped down to dinner. Not only did he have detention after dinner, but also the whole school was ringing with the story of what had happened. He was also frustrated that he could not seem to get to the Weasley girl. He could not make her mad at all. It aggravated him to no end that she would just smile or laugh at his curses and insults. The only good thing about having detention with her was that he could get to know her better.
"You're still upset about earlier, huh?" said Blaise as he sat down. Draco just growled. "Oh, come on. You can not let this bug you. You are making yourself look bad."
Before he could reply, Pansy sat down next to him.
"Oh Draco! That wretched girl! I will make her pay for what she did to my poor Drakie!"
Draco glared at her, but then decided to just ignore her. Blaise stifled a laugh, but Pansy looked flustered when he did not answer her. She tried to engage him again, but ended up getting flustered and stormed off offended. Now Blaise let out his laugh.
"So you finally learned how to get her off your back."
"I guess so," said Draco smirking.
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Draco headed up to Snape's office for detention. The Weasley girl was already there. She and Snape seemed to have been waiting for him.
"Good evening Mister Malfoy. Tonight you and Miss Weasley will be organizing my storeroom. I shall be back in a couple hours, but believe me, I will know if there are any problems."
This was how it went the next six detentions as well. Nothing happened except a little bit of insult slinging. Malfoy took this time to observe the littlest Weasley. She seemed to hum a lot under her breath was his first observation. He was still very curious about her Boggart, but he knew better than to ask. He still needed a plan to find that out, for his task, his own curiosity and for his plan to get back at her. As, he left the second night he noticed that the Mudblood Colin Creevy had been waiting for her. He must know. Draco thought as he walked down to the Slytherin common room. From there, he formulated a plan.
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He watched, hidden behind a counter, as Creevy entered the kitchens.
"What would you like, sir?" squeaked a house-elf.
"Just some hot cocoa, thank you," replied Creevy. Draco smirked. It was going perfectly. The house-elf came quickly with the cocoa and Creevy started drinking it. After a few minutes, Malfoy strolled up.
"How is it going, Creevy?"
"Fine."
"Good. Expelliarmus!"
"What the hell, Malfoy?"
"I will be asking the questions," said Malfoy as he bound Creevy to his chair.
"What makes you think that I would answer your questions?"
"The truth potion in your hot cocoa."
"Crap."
"No, truth potion. First, how well do you know Ginerva Weasley and what does she tell you?"
"Well, she tells me almost everything, except girly things."
"Who is her Boggart?"
"Tom Riddle."
"Who is that?"
"The heir of Slytherin, better known as Voldemort."
"Her worst fear is Voldemort?"
"No, Tom Riddle."
"But, you just said that Tom Riddle is Voldemort."
"Yes."
Draco shook his head; this was getting a bit confusing.
"Explain."
So, Creevy went through the whole Chamber of Secrets, from Tom to the basilisk and Harry saving her.
"Is there anything else?" asked Malfoy.
"Just theories."
"Tell me."
"Well, I have a feeling that Ginny didn't tell me quite everything. I think that Tom Riddle had some sort of infatuation with her. She had loved him, but he betrayed her, but I think perhaps in more than one way."
"Explain."
"Well, I think it has something to do with her punching her last boyfriend, Michael Corner, when he kissed her."
Draco pondered a bit. "Is that all."
"Yes."
"Obliviate!"
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A/N: That is my longer Chapter 6. Next chapter is probably going to be a darker chapter. Thanks for reading. Reviews would be greatly appreciated, but I do not want to push the issue. Now it is time to go back to my toast.
---Perplexity