Draco opened his eyes after they apparated to find himself in the large game room. Narcissa looked over ginny before handing her a bag, then picking up the rest. "Put that on, I'll take these to your room.'' She offered, as Ginny helped her gather the bags.

Narcissa smirked and with a pop she dissapparated.

Ginny turned to watch draco paceing over to the large window that overlooked the rose garden. "Where is the bathroom?" She asked, holding up the bag.

Draco turned and nodded his head to the corner of the room, and Ginny walked into the bathroom. The bathroom was huge, and everything was in black marble. THe sink's fosets were a silver color, and the light came from a window in the cieling. Ginny sighed, setting down her bag and slipping off her shoes.

Curious to what Narcissa had picked out, Ginny opened the bag and pulled out the contents.

"You have GOT to be kidding me."

Draco sat on the window seat and looked into the Rose garden. He loved it there. The fountin in the middle was of the slytherin crest, water shooting out of the snakes mouth. Roses of every color imaginable grew around the garden, winding into eachother to form a maze.

Ginny sighed, looking at her reflection. SHe had to admit, this was an improvement. Even though she was a bit uncomfortable. She took a deep breath and stepped out of the bathroom, walking over to the window where Draco was seated.

Draco turned when he heard soft foot falls behind him. Turning, his eyes snapped onto Ginny, and he couldent look away.

Ginny was wearing a nearly strappless top in an emrald greeen color that showed off er skinny, musled stomach. Two thin strapps of the sme material went ove rher shoulders and cris crossed in the back. To match her silk top, a short mini skirt in the color black flowed like black water. Her feet were covered in boots that went up to her knees, that were a black, velvet looking material. Her hair was down, and hung around her face, every curl perfectly accenting her freckled, cream colored skin. Around her neck a black chocker was, that was studded with the same color green gems. Above her amazeing brown eyes there was a hint of green eye shadow, and black mascara. The only other makeup she wore was a shiny, light pink lipgloss that smelled like limes.

Ginny flushed, knoticeing how Draco was looking at her. Draco knew his mother picked out those clothes with out her concent, and she chose the colors that best suited ginny. He also knew that his mother knew he liked those colors.

"Uhh...Hey." Ginny scuffed her foot agenst the floor nervously. This was stupid Malfoy, and your acting like your afrade of him! Ginny glared at the floor and turned around. She didnt know why she was so nervous around him.

Draco stepped over to her. "Want to take a walk in the garden?" he questioned in monotone, looking at the floor.

"Alright..." She answered. She walked to the window and a door magicly appeared. Draco stepped out, and ginny followed him, stareing around the rose garden, her delight evadent on her face.

Every corner of the place was covered in roses...all the colors you could imagine, and some ginny had never seen before. As they walked down the path, Ginny stopped and admired every bush, and gasped when a rose suddenly appeared on the bush infront of her, and dissappeared again.

Draco walked forward and stopped at the fountian, and admired the work put into it. This was his sancuary. "This is the first time i have ever taken anyone with me back here.." he muttered softly, regreting he had said it the moment the words spilled from his mouth. Ginny turned and stared at him, walking over and sitting on the small bench.

"Im sorry Gi-Weasly. I dont know...this summer...I swear, I have canged..." He wanted to explain it all...tell her why he had been so vile and evil. He paced infront of her nervously, never looking her in the face. He almost seemed to be shakeing, as if in fear, rage, or a mixture of the two Ginny didnt know. She stood gracefully and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Malfoy, do you want to talk about something? Your father..." She prodded him softly, in soothing tones. Draco tenced and kept his head turned away from her. "Dont touch me.

Ginny winced, backing away.

Draco turned and Ginny could see he was trying hard not to cry, or show any pain, although she knew that he was going through a mental struggle. Swallowing hard, he nodded and stepped away from her, walking into the house. Ginny sat on the bench and hugged herself. The sun sank lower in the west and Ginny finally walked back up towards the house, her mind deep in thought.

Early the next morning, Ginny awoke as she heard Draco's voice.

"Weasly?"

She looked over into the mirrior where draco's face was, stareing at her, trying to tell if she was awake.

"Im up..." Ginny yawned, throwing the silver sheets off of herself and swinging her legs over the bed side. She stood and streched her arms out, waiting for draco's reply.

"As soon as your redy, I would like you to come down to the breakfast area."

Ginny pulled out a pair of jeans and a comefortable t-shirt before combing out her hair and putting a curling charm on it. She used a makeup spell and finally she was redy, lugging her trunk down the stairs.

Narcissa smirked as she came around to see what the clunking was about. "Oh dear, thats what house elves are for!" Narcissa rolled her eyes as ginny smiled appologeticly at her. Instantly ginny felt her trunk being pryed from her grasp as seven small houseleves pulled it away from her. "Well thanks.." she blushed and ran down the steps, hurrying to the breakfast room.

She walked in, sitting in one of the comfortable chairs in front of the window. The sun wasnt up and the moon was shineing above the garden.

"When we get on that train, we have to go back to how it was before." Draco suddenly appeared behind her.

She turned, a little dissappointed. But what should she expect? He was a malfoy, his reputation needed to be upheld.

"Oh, yes." She said, smileing softly. "Thank you for all you did.." She touched his arm gingerly and then walked out of the room.

The hogwarts express pulled off from the station, and ginny pulled her trunk down the hallway, looking for an open compartment. She smiled as she found Harry sitting on the last one. Ron and Hermione must be at preficts meeting... she thought absently before plopping down on the seat across from him. "Hallo Harry!" She said cheerfully.

She had changed.

Alot.

"We were so worried about you..." Harry's face suddenly fell. He pulled her into a hug, squeezeing ginny within an inch of her life, before releceing her. "we had no idea...and..." Ginny turned away, her eyes brimming with tears, thinking of her parents. "its alright harry..." She muttered, as he sat next to her. He stroaked her red curls softly and leaned agenst the window.

She layed on his lap, and soon fell fast asleep.

Draco pushed past the many kids trying to find compartments till he finally reached the end compartment. Without missing a beat he swung open the door and looked into the alredy filled compartment. There was Ginny...asleep on Potters lap. A strange feeling entered his chest. "Hey potter, what are you two doing in here?" As coldly as he could, glareing with all his might at the boy-who-just-wouldent-die.

Potter glared back and was about to reply when ginny stirred, quieting the both of them. GInny sat up, rubbing her eyes and letting out a huge yawn. She gazed sleepily around at Harry, and then her eyes traveled to Draco. Immeadently, they widened and she looked nervously from harry to draco, whom were haveing a glareing contest. Finally Draco couldent bear to look at Potter anymore.

"What are you looking at, Weasle?" He asked, his eyes snapping onto Ginny's but showing nothing but hate. Ginny shrank back a few inches. So he was serious about that... She thought, her spirits fadeing.

Draco looked at her, and as soon as he said it, he felt horrid. He shouldent though...right? She was the one who had her head laying on potters lap! But then again, he couldent be JEALOUS. He would have pondered this more if the-boy-who-was-about-to-be-dead hadnt picked this time to get up in his face.

"Get out, Malferret." He Pointed at the door, as Draco hastily put on his trade mark smirk. "I would be more than happy to. Have fun, but not too much fun...I dont think big weasle would like that." Draco said coldly and slammed the compartment in Harry's face. THe glass shattered, but draco didnt care. He would just scare some little kids out of their compartment, and then take a nap, his head was throbbing.

"MALFOY!"

He knew who that person was. Great...

Hermione tapped him impaciently, awakeing him. And he had JUST gotten to sleep!

"What do you want, Granger?" Hermione looked taken back, as he had not yelled, or called her anything fowl. He just seemed slightly agitated that she had woken him up.

"What do I want? Well you missed the prefect meeting, and your HEAD BOY!" She sighed, exasparated. "Being head boy makes you obligated to attend those meetings!" She scolded as Draco inspected his fingernails.

"Well I guess I will have to keep that in mind." He replyed without missing a beat. "Now if you DONT mind...I have alot on mine so..." His face fell and hermione could tell there was something wrong.

"Malf-Draco. Talk to me, whats wrong? This is the first time i have had a half decent conversation with you, and you seem not yourself." Hermione was extremely interested to find out what had happened to the stuck up slytherin.

"Why does it matter to you?" He asked, rolling his eyes although he knew that she had alredy caught on.

"Well I will find out eventually...do you EVER talk to anyone about whats bothering you?" she asked, sitting opposite of him.

Draco shook his head. "No one understands." He was far too miserable to even knotice that he should be telling her to get out and calling her names. Far too miserable. And he didnt even know what was wrong!


Hermione pondered this for a moment. "Well i cant promise i will understand, but sometimes its nice to have someone to talk to..." She said with a flourish, as if that was the end of things.

"Just leave me alone, please?" There we go again. He used the word PLEASE! Hermione was way confused now.

"What HAPPENED to you Malfoy!" She asked finally, breaking the silence.

"I met someone. Now get out." Hermione stood, knowing she had touched a nerve, and walked out the door, glanceing back for a moment before decideing that he wasnt going to tell her anything. She walked down the hallway, wondering two things: One, who had Malfoy met; and two, how would ron and harry react to hearing this?

She hurried down the coordoor and walked into the compartment, finding Ron, Harry, and Ginny all talking about quittige. Only ginny seemed to be a little out of spirits. What is WITH everyone! Hermione wondered, before breaking up the conversation to relate what she had just heard.