A/N: Thanks to my ONE review. I enjoyed it! Yay for me! Anyways, enough of my rambling…

The toast on her plate seemed to look like the shape of England, just a few more bites to the left, Ginny thought. Hermione acted like nothing had happened and Ron was as dim as a dark closet when it came to the tensions between the two girls. Harry was probably still unaware that Ginny had seen him through the book. She happened to glance at Harry and noticed he was groggy and white, not to mention how sensitive he was to sound.

"You alright?" Ginny asked, purposefully loud.

Harry jumped and held his head, letting out a moan he said, "Just a little off."

"Sorry to hear it," Ginny said, again very loud.

Harry held his head harder and just nodded. Hermione put her arm around him and ran her hands through his hair, "aww….poor baby." The sight alone made Ginny want to vomit all over the table and unknowingly she groaned.

"Ginny, don't talk so loud. Aren't you at all sensitive?" Hermione hissed at her.

Before Ginny could say anything Harry spoke up, "She didn't know Herm. I feel like crap and you're cuddly on me, and bitching at people in my ear. Stop!" Harry threw Hermione's arm off of him.

Ron and Ginny both gaped at Harry's display of hostility towards Hermione. It was so unlike him. "I guess I better go," Hermione said about to cry. Harry and Ginny let her go but Ron went after her, just a little worried. Ginny went back to her food and left Harry alone, seeing how agitated he was this morning.

"I hate how mean she is to you."

Ginny could've sworn that was Harry talking to her.

"Sorry."

That sealed it. He WAS talking to her.

"Um, it's okay."

"No, it's really not." Harry turned his head towards her.

"Yea well, some people are just idiots." Ginny said blandly.

"What's with the death glare from Malfoy?" Harry nodded his head in Draco's direction.

"I don't know. He hates you, ergo the stare."

"No, he's not giving it to me. It seems it's towards you," Harry asked suspiciously.

"Oh, aren't you the nosy one." Ginny raised an eyebrow at him.

"Yea," Harry said proudly.

Ginny just shook her head.

"What?" Harry sat up straight and focused his attention away from Malfoy, to Ginny.

"That was a personal question," she paused and looked towards him. "For someone who ignored me so completely for so long," she quipped in a biting voice that just added to the sting of the already harsh retort.

"I'm sorry," he announced. The loudness of his voice startled Ginny a bit. Harry continued on in a rushed voice, "It's just you had such an infatuation with me I didn't know what to do. I thought it best if I left you alone, I don't know, I guess I was wrong." His sincerity was lost in the amplitude of his voice. At this point, people were looking but neither of them cared. They would've heard them even if they were talking in a mere whisper.

"You were," Ginny quickly replied. "I understand that I was overbearing sometimes but you should've just dropped me like that. That made me feel like I was sub human or something. It hurt, it really did."

A long silence passed and just before the returning Ron was in earshot again Harry uttered, "Sorry."

Ginny went walking about the hallways trying her best to find a certain blonde boy. After an hour she did. "Draco!" she shouted down the hallway.

He turned around and little surprised to see her but didn't show it on his face, "Hello Ginerva."

"I hate when you do that."

"I know." He smirked. His hands were kept behind his back and his demeanor was kept casual.

"Why were you giving me dirty looks today?" She raised an eyebrow and then, too, clasped her hands behind her back.

"Who me? Give dirty looks!"

Ginny laughed a little and continued, "c'mon, why?"

"I was under the certain allusion that you hated a certain scarred boy. Yet when I happened to glance in you general direction it appeared you were again enthused by his addressing you."

"Oh, Draco, when you speak all formal I am positively sure that Pansy stares at you like a deer caught in the headlights," Ginny said eloquently. "He apologized."

"What?" Draco had heard him. Half the damn school had heard him. This screwed everything up for him though. Plus, it was better to play dumb than to look too concerned.

Ginny told Draco about Harry's mood with Hermione and what he had said to her.

"So, no more plan then?" Draco said with what could be interpreted as sadness.

"No. An apology is all that is needed for someone to redeem themselves in my books. Granted he's still on my shit list but now I know that he is sorry for being there."

"Well, that's all well and good but what about your cauldron? Did you so readily forget?"

"Right. What do you want for it?" Ginny asked, expecting the worst.

"Nothing," Draco said handing it to her. "Nothing at all," Draco said slyly. He wiped a few loose strands of hair from Ginny's fair face then strode past her, down the hallway.

Ginny was left wondering what in the crazed hell had just happened.

A/N: another chapter! You made it through another one! Oh, but its nice and revised so it wasn't so difficult right? Please review and continue!