A/N: I had way too much fun writing that last chapter, I was so into it! My mum called me and I actually jumped, she scared me (I was that absorbed that I forgot there were others home). Oh well! Onto the Disclaimer

Disclaimer: It's not mine (do I sound or look like JK? No I don't)

XOXO

Ginny woke up and turned towards the collection of roses. I wish I could have seen his face… Sighing Ginny got up, changed their water, and added the newest one. Putting her hair up in a low ponytail she dressed and ran downstairs. Hermione was sitting in one of the chairs reading. She looked up and smiled at Ginny.

"All classes have been cancelled today," Hermione stated looking at Ginny whose grin had widened, "Says so on the board, something about Hogwarts participating in this new Quidditch thing. They're having a meeting about it and because so many teachers would be gone they decided to just cancel classes."

Ginny nodded before heading to the library. She walked pass Peeves who made a rude comment to her on her way. Once there, she chose a book and propped it open beginning to read. Suddenly she heard someone whisper sharply.

"You can't hide here forever someone will catch you," Ginny looked over to see her friend lying flat on the ground looking at something under a bookcase. "Forget it, I'm don't have enough patience for this. Dumbledore said to practice, so practice I will."

"Bella," Ginny heard a loud noise, wincing she walked over to see her friend rubbing her head. "Who are you talking to?"

"Nobody important," She smiled than looked extremely uncomfortable, "can I talk to you about something? Can you keep a secret?"

"Ya, what is it?" Ginny was confused, but could tell it was something serious. I wonder. Ginny nodded and waited patiently for her friend to start.

"I-it's about why I came here. It took a lot of convincing, but I succeeded and have been granted permission to tell you. Only one condition you can't tell anyone. Something about how if Voldemort found out he'd use me," shrugging she continued more confidently, "I don't have to use a wand, in fact this is just a regular stick made to look like a wand. I just have to think of something and it happens if I twitch my nose at the same time, something I told you was a nervous habit. Its kinda like that old muggle TV show, Bewitched, only more serious.

When I was little I'd conjure things in my sleep, like for example one time I had a dream there was an earthquake and accidentally caused one. My dad died when I was young and my mother a year ago. I've gone from school to school and been thrown out or asked to leave. My uncle, Draco's father, suggested I go to school with Draco. Since then I've been attending morning classes with Professor Dumbledore learning control. Oh and I am no longer welcome in any Malfoy house, I'm a disgrace," Isabella finished looking both relieved and anxious.

"How many schools?" Ginny asked curious, "I had no idea, don't worry I won't tell anyone."

"Let me think, oh this is in order by the way. Durmstrang, the one in Barcelona (Spain), the weird named one in California, Beauxbatons, and The Canadian Academy of Magic Education, yepp so that's five," she sighed as though remembering something from one of them. The two parted and Ginny walked aimlessly outside thinking about the new information and the boy who had visited her room.

"Weasley!" Ginny turned to see Draco running toward her, "isn't it a bit early for you to be out here?"

"I could ask the same of you," Ginny teased, "only a week until the dance, I'm excited. You most likely aren't am I right?"

"Well to a certain degree yes I am loathing it, but I am also looking forward to it," Draco responded looking ahead, "don't ask why, my reasons are personal."

"Ok," Ginny turned so she was facing forward. Again we meet. He always looks so good; I can totally understand why all of the Slytherin girls love him. The two parted shortly after Ginny went back into the castle. Once inside she saw Hermione looking at something in her hand, a slight blush on her cheeks.

"What's with her?" Ginny jumped and turned around to see Harry coming towards her, Isabella following. Both looked puzzled.

"She looks like an apple," Ron stated. Clinging onto Ron's arm was Lavender, their on-off relationship was back on and the two had clearly just been in the middle of a date, if you could call it that.

"No no apples can be green, she looks like a girl in love," Ginny looked to see Luna coming toward them, a faraway look on her face.

"Who're you?" Isabella questioned looking at the unfamiliar girl.

"I'm Luna Lovegood, you must be Malfoy's cousin, Isabella. I've heard many things about you. You're surrounded in mystery," Luna finished softly. Isabella leaned back from the girl clearly finding her weird.

"Anyway, do you think she knows we're here watching her?" Harry looked over at Hermione who was still staring at the piece of parchment in her hand.

"No," Ron turned to look at Hermione too, "she seems dead to the fact that anyone is talking about her in front of her." The group watched her for a couple more seconds before Hermione noticed them.

"H-how long have you guys been standing there?" she asked her face turning redder.

"A good five minutes or so," Isabella answered looking at Harry who nodded. Continuing she narrowed her eyes and leaned forward slightly "did someone get asked to the dance?"

"What makes you ask that?" Hermione said quickly, too quickly. The next thing they knew a gust of wind blew the piece of parchment out of Hermione's hand. It landed right in front of Bella. It was Ginny, however, that picked it up.

"Let's see what it says. Hermione, I'd love to go with you! –Fred," Ginny stared wide-eyed at the page, "our brother Fred?"

"Yes I asked him shortly after we got our costumes. Professor Mcgonagall told us that some former students would be there so I asked him," Hermione looked even more uncomfortable than she did before.

"Way to go 'Mione!" Isabella gave her a thumb's up, "asking a guy, you've got guts. Now tell me have you two been dating in secret? Hmm…" Isabella raised her eyebrows looking undeniably curious.

"Um actually we sort of have," Ginny gasped, Isabella and Luna smiled (Luna dreamingly Isabella an I knew it), Ron just gaped at her, Harry looked surprised, and Lavender looked like she wanted to know more, this was good gossip!

"H-how long?" Ginny managed after a moment.

"About a month now…" Hermione responded in a voice so quiet, it was almost impossible to hear her.

"Wow," Harry still looked surprised that Hermione would do something like that; it was just not very Hermione Granger of her.

"Really? Who confessed first?" Lavender looked so interested that it was almost scary.

"Rely on your own love life Lavender, stay out of others," Isabella stated angrily.

"Why don't we go now, we have a date to continue," Ron and Lavender left the others. After a few seconds of silence the others left too. Isabella and Luna were discussing the latest article in The Quibbler. Ginny went up to the Gryfindor common room.

XOXO

Hmm… Hermione has a date. Isabella does too. Of course she won't tell us who, she really is a Slytherin, a nice one, but definitely a Slytherin. It's only a matter of time before they start asking me. Ginny looked up at the ceiling thinking about someway to tell them she had a date, but without saying she had no idea who it was.

"Hey Gin you want to go and see Hagrid? I have to give him something," it was Harry who asked. She looked at the person she had once had a crush on. He's nowhere near as great as Draco.

"Sure," Ginny was bored; it couldn't hurt to go with him. The two walked down in relative silence. It was Harry who broke it.

"So do you have a date for the dance yet?" Harry asked turning to look at her.

"Yea," Ginny responded. Oh crap this is not good.

"Same," Harry looked forward again.

"Really? I didn't know that. Who is it?" It was Ginny who turned to face the Harry this time.

"I'd rather not say. Who are you going with?" Harry looked half serious half joking.

"Same I'd rather not say," Ginny laughed and knocked on Hagrid's door. There was a sound of paws hitting the door and Ginny giggled. Fang, Hagrid's dog sounded excited.

"Comin' oh it's you two, what can I do fer ya?" Hagrid smiled under his beard.

"I came to give you this," Harry handed over a small parcel.

"Thanks, why don't ya come in?" Ginny refused and left the two. Her walk back to the castle was slow-paced and seemed to take forever. Ginny, however, was too lost in thought to notice. Isabella greeted her out front the castle.

"I know," she said as soon as Ginny was in ear shot, "I know all about the roses, your going to the dance with him, Rose-guy, that is, right?"

Ginny was shocked, how had she found out? Ginny nodded her response and watched as Isabella smiled, nodded, and headed towards the Quidditch pitch. Ginny went into the castle. I know she won't tell anyone… but still how did she find out? Does she know who he is? I'm not going to ask, I can wait until the dance to meet him.

A/N: Chapter 8-done! Hmm… next time…um…will be…I don't know. I can't decide! Argh! Oh well, I'll think of something and update soon. I know I'll have some Draco Ginny stuff next time, more than just talking. Ahahaha yes yes, what fun it will be to write! Thanx to all my wonderful reviewers, you guys keep me going!

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