Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine, For my name is not J. K. Rowling.

---------------------------Chapter 7: A Dangerous Encounter

The next detention Malfoy was going to put the second phase of his planto work. He was not quite sure what the second phase was, but he knew he would figure it out. He needed something to test the Weasley girl's limits and he had the information that could do it.

"Weasely," he nodded as he entered the Potions dungeon.

"Malfoy," she acknowledged.

Snape had left them a note to clean out all the cauldrons. A horrible job if you asked anyone. At each table, there was a giant cauldron and several smaller ones. It was a task that would take all night. They started to work silently.

After and hour or so they were both blazing hot. With her robes discarded, Malfoy could see that the Weasley girl was not as shapeless as he had thought and she was actually quite pretty. Malfoy practically smacked himself upside the head for such a thought. He quietly cursed himself.

"What was that?" Ginny asked.

Draco needed cover up, quickly. "I just said that I am sure you are used to this type of servant work."

"Servant work?" she laughed. Her laugh irritated him already, but now that he realized that he thought she was pretty, it irritated him even worse.

"Yes, and it is good experience for you, too. I am sure your parents will have to sell you into slavery since they breed like rabbits and already have more children than they can afford."

His plan was working. He could see the laughter fade from her face, replaced with a look of disgust.

"You are despicable! Making horrible insults about my family! Yes, I have a large family and we don't have a lot of money! So what? You are probably just jealous."

"Jealous? Of what?" Draco sneered, trying not to notice her blazing brown eyes.

"That you don't have anyone! Don't try to argue!" she said cutting him off when he tried to dispute her words. "I can read you better than you think. You are a lonely person. You do not feel like there is anybody to go to about your problems. Your bastard of a father to guard your emotions with a face of stone probably raised you. Well, you are not fooling anyone!"

"My father is not a bastard!" he yelled, even though he knew it was true. That was not what had hurt him. He was shocked how she could come up with such conclusions about him. Who was she to tell him what he was like? What bothered him even further was that he knew she was right, but he would never admit as much, even to himself.

"If you do not think so I suggest you get to know him better!" she yelled. Draco had no clue what she was talking about. " I think you should rethink your life before you end up a cold, heartless, bastard like him."

Draco broke. This was no longer about testing her limits or his task. He spat out the first thing that came into his mouth, "Better than being Voldemort's whore."

She froze. It seemed an eternity that he watched her run through every emotion on the spectrum. He could see her eyes on the verge of tears, but her face hardened. Before he had time to react, she had punched him in his face. The blow was so forceful that he was knocked to the floor. She ran out. Draco, picking himself up off the floor, followed.

He walked up the corridor to see the figure of a girl sitting on the floor, slumped against the wall. She stood up as he approached. Draco really did not know what he was doing, it was a bit too late to say sorry and Malfoys did not apologize anyway. With out a plan, Draco was left to the first thing that popped into his head, what his father would do.

He grabbed the Weasley girl's arm and pinned her to the wall. In a threatening voice he started, "I do not know what you are thinking, but—" Draco was cut off by the girl backing him into the opposite wall. Soon he found himself pinned by the throat, his feet barely on the floor.

"Consider this a warning. Think before you act, stupid boy," she whispered harshly, in a voice quite unlike her own. Then she stalked off, leaving Draco to slump to the floor.

-------------------------

A/N: And there is one of the darker chapters. I think I will post Chapter 8 now too. I have about twenty-one chapters written so far, but some of them need editing. I haven't quite finshed, but I am near to writing the final chapter. I think I will wrap it up, but I could leave it opened ended and do a sequel. I would like to thank my fifth ever reviewer, ice princess grl. Also, thanks to everyone who is reading this!

----Perplexity