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"SNAPE?" Ron shouted as Hermione was thinking about her list."You have to give gifts to him?" Hermione nodded calmly.

"Honestly I don't see the big fuss, he is a human being." Ron scoffed.

"Hardly." Hermione sent a glare at him. "I would be much more worried on who is your Secret Santa." Ron went a bit pale and thought that since teachers could be in on Secret Santa, Professor Snape could be sending him gifts or worse...

"Just watch it be Neville and he'll send me some giant human eating plant." he muttered. "Any idea on who yours is?"

"No clue." she said. "But you can always get rid of the gifts you don't want, plus no one is going to really take it too serious unless they like or know the person." she paused. "But if you really want to give a serious gift, I think you should give Luna a listening ear." and gave Ron a book. Ron looked at the book with a weird look.

"What is this?" he asked.

"A diary. It's a place where people write down their thoughts and such. Luna gets judged so much, a book doesn't judge at all." she said, with a tone of reflect. "She'll like it, I promise." Ron nodded and pulled out a bow and put it on the book.

"Honestly Ronald! She isn't your sister, at least wrap it properly!"

Ginny let her eyes wonder to Blaise at the Slytherin table and then quickly set them back to her plate. She was look for anything that could point to something about what Blaise liked. A book he might bring to a meal, something that might catch his eye, a magazine, ANYTHING that could tell her what he liked. She sighed and pushed around the food on her plate. She only had this week and then the present giving would start. She wondered why she couldn't have gotten someone she hated and just given them some cheap gift, instead of her crush. Maybe she could fake ill and then not be able to get anything for him? But she knew that Dumbledore would make her one way or another. Quickly she picked up her things and headed to the library, hoping they would have some muggle craft books. She had heard the best gifts are homemade, and she hoped that it was right.
Pansy was crying as she tore the picture into a thousand pieces it seemed like, and dropped them into the lake. When they didn't sink at first, she looked in despair andresisted the urge to make them sink. She quickly wiped the tears away and took a deep breath. Stupid girl she thought, to think you could've had him. He only wanted some cold comfort so he could make his ex jealous. She sighed, this wasn't suppose to be. She would never care for a boy so she could never get her heartbroken. She would not let herself fall for another guy like she did with him again. With a weak smile of confidence, she started up to the castle. Just then she heard a noise, like a snap, near her. She ignored it but then heard it again.

"Whose there?" she called and waited. Finally figure came out and leaned against a tree trunk."Potter." she said with hate, but she was worried of what he saw.

"You okay?" he asked. Pansy raised an eyebrow, she expected him to fake fun of her, not actually care how she was. Then he was a goody, goody, Gryffindor what else was she to expect?

"What do you think?" she answered and when he didn't answer she added, "Just forget whatever you saw." He nodded. "Good." she said and then turned and continued walking. She was a bit shocked, no one had ever asked her if she was okay. It was usually commands to stop crying, to not feel, whatever it was that day. No one she could remember had even showed the slightest showing of caring. She tried to fight it but she smiled a little. Then she frowned, smiling because of Potter? She scoffed, like she would ever feel anything real for him of all people.

Draco was snooping around the library, looking for maybe a hidden room that held the names. It would seem like the perfect spot, the library was only open at certain times, and when it closed, it was locked. He was busy into his search he and another person knocked into each other.

"OW..." Ginny said, rubbing her arm that had hit the wall.

"Oh it's you." Malfoy said with disinterest. "You'll live." she rolled her eyes.

"Nice to know you care." she said sarcastically. He glared at her and then turned to walk away.

That was when it hit her.

Blaise was Draco's best friend.

"Wait!" she said. He looked at her in boredom.

"What?"

"Can you help me?" she asked, wanting to cringe at the fact she had actually asked a Malfoy of all people for help. When he looked surprised, she explained. "I'm Blaise's secret Santa and I have no clue what to get him. Your his best friend...so..I was wondering if you would help me." He smirked.

"The Weaselette is inlove." he laughed. "Tell me one good reason I should help you."

"I'll do your homework for a month." she offered.

"Two months." he said.

"Deal." she said, grinning. Trying to push away the fact of having double the homework after break. "So, um, are you going to give me a list of what he likes...or.."

"They'll take the school to Hogsmeade this weekend. I will help you buy twelve presents, nothing more." Ginny nodded.

"Can I help you buy for Hermione?" she asked.

"Now how do you know I'm Hermione's secret Santa?" he asked. She smiled.

"You know if you give her crap, she'll hex you into tomorrow, trust me you'll need my help."

Draco wondered how Ginny had found out he was Hermione's secret Santa...could she possibly know where to find others...

"Whatever the first day we go to Hogsmeade, around one o'clock at the bookstore." he said.

"Sounds good." Ginny answered. "See you then." and then exited the library.

To Be Continued...
Sorry for the lack of chapters, I promise to get more up!