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Theories of Love

Love doesn't come in a minute,
Sometimes it doesn't come at all
I only know that when I'm in it
It isn't silly, no, it isn't silly, love isn't silly at all.
-- Silly Love Songs, Paul McCartney

In the morning, Ginny woke up to find Draco already in the shower. He came out just as Ginny was heading to her bedroom to find something. He had obviously found the stack of towels in the bathroom, since he had one wrapped around his waist.

Ginny just stared. He was like a living Adonis. Water dripped down his body, tracing the toned shoulders and abs. Hell, he was toned everywhere. His damp hair was already slightly dry, falling into his eyes. He smirked. "See something you like, Ginevra?"

Ginny woke from her trance and sputtered, "What? No, I was just wondering if you were going to stay for breakfast." She was indignant.

And I'm the king of England. But that wouldn't be very nice to say. He was in her home and decorum called for him to be polite. "That would be good." Then he strode pass Ginny to the guest room to put on his clothes.

Ginny also walked back to her room, trying to forget how he looked standing there with a towel wrapped around his torso.

Before breakfast, Draco had another mug of that wonderful lemon tea while Ginny cooked. They were in a comfortable silence, just enjoying the feeling of being with each other.

Then Ginny spoke, sitting down at the table. "I forgot to ask you last night, how was your date with Charlene?"

He couldn't remember, looking at Ginny, remembering how she looked the night before. All he could see were those eyes. "It was good."

"Really? What's she like?"

He shrugged. "From what I can see, she's polite and sophisticated and charming. We didn't have that much trouble talking."

Ginny nodded. "That's a good sign."

"Sign?"

"Yeah. I learned about it in university. There are tests for how good or how probable a relationship is or will be. There is still a lot of research being done, but many of the theories are considered to be true."

Draco wasn't really listening. "Charlene's a psychologist. She's actually a relationship counselor for wizard and witch couples."

Ginny wasn't either. "Like if the couple shares secrets, or is comfortable enough to have nicknames, if they share the same sense of humor. In dates, if they share a copulatory gaze – "

Draco heard that last part. "A what?"

"A copulatory gaze. It's considered a clear sexual signal. All species do it."

"How can you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Like put down and analyze a relationship." Before Ginny could answer, he continued, "You can't pin down the word love."

"But – "

"Ginevra, every couple deserves to be together and not have any conditions, any rules, any limitations. No one should be wondering on the first date whether they had exchanged a copulatory gaze or not. Everyone deserves to have a partner who's willing to face the chaos."

Chaos? "Draco, I wasn't saying that I agreed with anything." She tried to soothe him.

"But you do think that those theories are plausible." He shot back.

"Well, they do make sense." The Weasley temper was beginning to emerge. She leapt out of her chair.

"But that's it! They don't make sense at all. There are so many aspects to the human mind and soul that you can't take a few gazes and hand movements to detect how compatible two people are going to be."

"These are things that have been proven. I studied them."

"You can't study something so complex as love. It just doesn't work that way! Once you try to describe the word love, everything is just lost."

Ginny was really angry now. "What do you know?" she shouted. "You're just hit-and-run Malfoy!"

Draco turned on her, "What did you say?" he growled.

"You've probably never been in love! How would you know anything about it?"

Draco saw red. He grabbed Ginny around her arms and pushed her to the wall. "Don't you ever say that again. Never. I'm NOT an effing player."

Ginny was trying to struggle out of his painful grasp. Draco looked down at her angry face. She looked so delicious right there. Her hair was still down and it was mussed from their argument. He could feel her, pressed against him. "Ginevra" he whispered and leaned down.

She looked up at him, confused at this sudden change in temper. A moment later, he was gone.

Draco was at the front of his building. He had apparated there from Ginny's home.

"Merlin's name, what did I do?" He had pushed Ginny against the wall and almost kissed her. It was just a lapse of insanity. And the way she looked just then. It was nothing. He had been angry though. He hated being called a player. But he never got angry like that.

I just thought that she knew me better than that.

But he still felt that he needed to apologize for what he had done, and it wasn't his manners talking this time. That was ridiculous! Malfoys didn't apologize to anyone. But Malfoys didn't beg either, and he had been practically begging Ginny to help him find a wife.

What had this girl done to him?

Then he remembered. He was trying to find a wife because he mother was dying. He was supposed to meet Charlene on Friday for another date.

But he really didn't feel like going.

Blaise was looking for Draco that afternoon, and couldn't find him anywhere. He wanted to find out about his date with Charlene. Draco's mother was too nice of a person to not have her last wish fulfilled.

Ever since Voldemort killed his parents, Blaise became close to Narcissa. She was like a surrogate mother. Blaise always had loving parents, especially with his mother. Narcissa took care of him when he went through a period of depression during the war. Blaise was saddened when Draco told him of her illness.

Narcissa!

That was it. Draco probably went to his mother's home to have breakfast with her. He told me that he thought he wasn't spending enough time with Narcissa.

Blaise apparated onto the front lawn and walked to the front door.

Nothing could have prepared for him for what he saw next.

Narcissa was running up and down the stairs. From the looks of it, she was in great shape. When she caught sight of Blaise standing frozen in the doorway, all she could say was, "Merde."

When both Blaise and Narcissa were calmer, they sat down in the sitting room.

"I would like an explanation." Blaise loved Narcissa, but this was a time to be firm.

"I'm not dying."

"I assumed as much."

Narcissa started tearing up. "I just wanted Draco to have a nice wife and I wanted grandchildren!"

Blaise felt sorry for her but he didn't want to show it just yet. "So you decided to lie to him. You know he's up to his ears in worry because of you."

"I'm sorry. But please don't tell him. Please. He'll be mad, and he'll hate me forever…" Narcissa sobbed.

Quickly crossing the room, Blaise drew Narcissa into a hug. He couldn't stand it when Narcissa cried. "Don't worry. I think you did the wrong thing, but I won't tell him. That's up to you."

Everyone deserves to have a partner willing to face the chaos.

What did that mean? What chaos? Ginny wondered. Even a few days later, she still remembered each word he had said.

She had been scared to death when he pushed her against the wall. She had felt his anger in his motions, in his voice. He had reacted when she had called him a player. Was he that sensitive about his reputation, whether it was true or not? Nevertheless, Ginny had never thought of him that way. She was just angry. Everyone knew that Ginny said things she didn't mean when she was upset.

"Um, Ginny?"

Ginny turned her head toward Harry, Ron, and Hermione. She was having dinner with them. "Yeah?"

"Are you alright?" Harry said. "You've been pretty quiet, even for you."

Hermione added, "This isn't about your wedding, is it?" Ginny shook her head.

"No, I'm just tired. I had a long day at work today. Lots to think about."

Ron was concerned. "Why don't you go home and rest, Ginny?"

She stood up. "I think I'll do that."

Harry watched her go, worry in his green eyes.

As she opened her front door, she remembered last night when she had been opening the door in the middle of the night, wondering who it might be. The last person she expected was Draco. She poured herself a cop of tea and was reminded of Draco's face when he drank her tea. It looked like he had been hit with a cheering charm. Then she had made him mad. She really should apologize.

That thought haunted her for nearly an hour, arguing with herself on why she should or shouldn't do it. Finally, she decided she would go up there, apologize, and come down with a clear conscience. It would be easy, wouldn't it?

Draco was equally tired. What with all the things in his life now, work, dates, and Ginny, he often couldn't get enough sleep.

And he still felt bad for slamming her against the wall that Sunday morning.

He paused at her doorway when he walked up the stairs. Should he apologize? He walked up the stairs and was opening his door when he closed the door and walked back down the stairs.

He was on the stairs when he saw a flash of red round the corner of the stairway and come into sight. It was Ginny.

She looked up. "Draco?"

"Ginevra."

She walked up to where he was standing. "I wanted to apologize for calling you a player. I mean, you're not, and I really didn't think so. It's just that I was angry and – " She was stopped by Draco's finger on her lips.

"You talk to much." He was amused, but then he grew serious. "I accept your apology, and I want to apologize for acting in such a violent way to your words."

Ginny smiled. "You're forgiven." She was always the quick to anger quick to forgive type.

They stood there. Just looking at one another. Ginny's hair was in that ridiculous bun again. Draco had half a mind to pull out whatever was holding it up.

I want to do something more for him. To show that I'm really sorry. Ginny was thinking.

"Let me tell you what, Malfoy. We'll break even. One day I'll take you to a nightclub where I'll show you"

That was it. "Hey Draco? Do you want to go somewhere tonight?"

"What?"

"Remember I promised you that I would take you to a nightclub and show you how to dance there?"

He thought and smirked. "Yeah."

"So let's go then."

Author's Notes: These next few chapters are crucial in terms of Draco and Ginny's relationship. As you may have seen, Draco's feelings are overpowering rational thought right now. They are NOT filler chapters, and Charlene will be appearing more in them. There are alot of little flashbacks in this chapter, and I hope it didn't confuse you too much. I'm glad that so many of you liked the flower symbolism in the last chapter.

The love theories that Draco and Ginny were arguing over in the beginning of the chapter are the ideas in Bet Me, a novel by Jennifer Crusie. So is the line, "Everyone deserves to have a partner willing to face the chaos." We'll find out more about that later. I also suggest paying attention to these theories. It shows how Draco and Ginny think about love and how relationships should be, and it WILL come back.

blackfox360, you are absolutely right when you said that Charlene would be the type of girl Draco wanted, but now that Ginny's here...hm. Makes things interesting, huh? But Draco doesn't really know what he wants right now. He'll figure it out, Greek epiphany style would be nice...

dreamy-crazygirl, Charlene is going to play a larger role, soon. I don't want to give away what I'm planning...

Alexandria J. Malfoy, I'm sooo happy that you noticed the diamonds in the door handle. I know it's weird, but it was what I was aiming for. Charlene has so much money that she can do stuff that, is what I'm trying to say. Shows a bit more about her characterization.

sunflowerchild, she probably didn't or she would have dumped him right away. HAHAHAHA

louey31, wowes, you're hooked with that lemon tea stuff, huh? I actually added that for a bit of Draco and Blaise's companionship to show how they joke around with one another. In fact, the reason I used lemon tea is because I myself love it so much. Unfortunetely, I don't have a secret reciepe, I just use a tea bag. But since you like the lemon tea stuff, and it IS a unique twist, though its just like a small thing, I'll be sure to include it in the future. I don't know if you get your questions answered though.

bean, I didn't know you took the chapter preview THAT way...Draco just happened to be taking a shower when Ginny woke up. They didn't do anything.

zan189, you are the only person who commented on Draco and Ginny's living conditions. That's so AWSOME! I meant for that to be a surprise, like one of those WHAT THE HELL? kind of things. But you're right. They just had their jobs and I figured that since witches and wizards apparate everywhere alot, it'll be more difficult to bump into, even if Draco has anti-Apparation charms all around his flat.

stina, thanks for correcting me. I guess I was editing it and Word just didn't pick up on it. You know how it is, it picks up of stuff that's not wrong and then it ignores stuff that may be wrong. And no problem about the Xanga entry. It was a short on though, but it was full of AMAZEMENT AND ASTONISHMENT

THANK YOU EVERYONE

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