A/N: sorry i forgot the disclaimer 1st chappie...

it all belongs 2 JK

ok over that now...just know that the disclaimer is 4 every chappie from now on...

OMG! thanx 2 Helldarkangel1 4 my first ever review! omg that was so awesome:D im like so elated with happiness! im bouncing off the walls:D:D:D:D:D! lol u r awesome! now i will let u all get 2 reading...and i invite u 2 a hot fudge sundae...cuz thats the monologue im gonna perform in theatre/drama...yay! lol ok so yeah...

The next morning, we all got up groggily (from spending the whole night up talking) and got ready to go. I grabbed my cloak. Ron threw his floo powder in first.

"Diagon Alley!" He cried and whooshed away. Then Hermione and Harry followed suit.

"Go on, Ginny, dear." Mum said. I threw my powder into the fireplace and stepped in and shouted "Diagon Alley!" I hate traveling by floo powder, it makes me sick. Just when I was wondering when the spinning was going to stop, it did. I fell out of the grate but Ron caught me before I landed on my face.

"Thanks, Ron," I said, collecting myself and being dusted off by mum who just had come. After that we set off to Gringotts. It may seem strange to most people why I hate floo, but love the Gringotts carts. I don't know why, but for some reason I just love the thrill of it. The turns, the twists, the ups, the sudden drops, the speed—I just like it. It reminds me of those Muggle contraptions that go all everywhere. What are they called again? Oh yeah, coasta-rolleys. So we were zooming along until we came to our vault. Mum got some money then we went to Harry's vault. I know that he feels bad about having so much money and us little, and I know he would gladly give us all of it, but we Weasley's are just too proud for charity. So Harry worked quickly in getting his gold and then we were off again. We came back to the main area where Hermione was exchanging English pounds for Wizard money. After she joined us, we stepped blinkingly into the sunlight.

"Alright, dears," Mum said, handing me a money bag, "I am sure you'll be alright, so I am going to go shopping alone. Let's all meet back at Gringotts in, oh, let's say, 2 hours?"

"Alright," The four of us chorused. Mum left for somewhere down the street.

"Where d'you guys want to go first?" Ron asked. We all shrugged.

"Flourish and Blotts?" Harry suggested. We all agreed and headed over there to get our books. We also went to other shops to get stocked up on parchment, ink and quills, potions ingredients, and new robes. After we left Madam Malkin's, Harry offered to buy us all ice cream. We all got a different flavor and sat down. Harry and Ron immediately started discussing Quidditch (what else?) so Hermione and I just happily licked our ice cream cones. Then I realized that I had left my change purse in Madam Malkin's.

"Oh no! I'll be back in a second, you guys. I've left my bag in Madam Malkin's!" I said, jumping up and near dropping my ice cream. I started running to go get it.

"But what about your ice-cream?" Ron said. I ignored him and continued. I had my ice cream in my hand. Then I remembered that you weren't allowed to have food or drink in any of the shops. Oh well. I walked in and let out a sigh of relief when I got it back from Madam Malkin. She eyed my ice-cream beadily and I quickly exited. I was on my way back when I ran into something big and solid. My ice cream went all over him.

"Hey! Eugh!" The boy exclaimed. I was knocked to the ground from going so fast and my tush hurt. That voice sounds awfully familiar… I thought.

"Malfoy?" I said, looking up. I immediately locked my soft brown eyes with his hard silver-blue ones. His anger turned into surprise as he raised his eyebrows.

"Weasley?" He said. He quickly got over his surprise and turned back to angry.

"You got ice cream all over my best cloak! You should be apologizing!" He spat.

"Well gee, thanks for helping me up!" I said also angrily. I got up and glared at him and narrowed my eyes. His expression changed yet again. This time I didn't know what it was. Interest?

"What?" I said. He just continued staring at me. I rolled my eyes and gave a loud exasperated sigh. I went around him and headed back over to the other three.

"What took you? Surely it didn't take that long to get your purse back? And where'd your ice cream go?" Ron said.

"Malfoy," I said simply.

"Huh? What's he got to do with this? Did he take it from you?" Ron said, suddenly angry.

"No, Ron, he didn't take it. I ran into him, literally. Ice cream got all over him. We talked then I left." I said.

"Did he say anything insulting to you?" Hermione said, also angry.

"To tell you the truth, nothing. He only said three sentences." I said, shocked at their anger.

"What exactly happened?" Harry asked, not so angrily. What's with the questions? They never care this much.

"Well, I ran into him and got knocked down, then he shouted "Hey!" and I knew it was him, so I said "Malfoy?" and looked up, and he acted surprised and angry and said "Weasley?" and told me to apologize, then I said "well thanks for offering to help me up!" and got up and glared at him, then he looked at me funny and when he didn't say anything I said "what?" and when he didn't answer I left." I said this all very fast in one breath.

"Strange," Hermione said.

"Don't know why he was staring though, you've got nothing on your face…" Ron said. I shrugged and sat down. Why should I let it get to me? It was just Malfoy, after all.