Alright, Chapter three. Thanks for the review! Sorry it's short, I know I kinda had a brain fart.
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Ginny sat down on the soft grass by the lake. After a day full of classes, she hadn't even had time for lunch. She was worn out. But, seeing's as she had this agenda for the next four months, until after Christmas when it changed. She had to get used to it. She pushed her braided hair from her shoulder, sighing as she laid back. Her eyes squinted some, from the bright rays the sun was so kindly giving off. She laid out there for what seemed to be minutes, (It was actually about an hour) before a voice woke her up. "Ahh, yes, just what you need Weasley, some sun bathing. God knows you need more freckles." Ass. Ginny thought, once she realized the comment belonged to Malfoy. She turned over and looked up at him lazily. "What. Do you want?" she asked, sighing boredly. She was too sleepy to think of a witty come back at the moment.
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Draco had went to the common room after his classes, but, it was rather hot, so he'd decided that he should go on a walk. He needed the exercise anyway. After walking around the castle a few times he made his way down to the lake, noticing a body on the ground. He pushed a hand though his hair, since he no longer wore it plastered to his head. Ginny. His frown turned into a smirk as he thought up some rude comment to wake her with. He wanted to see her eyes, and to hear her voice. "Ahh, yes, just what you need Weasley, some sun bathing. God knows you need more freckles." They're so cute. He added, in thought. "What. Do you want?" her heard her voice, sleepy sounding. How adorable. And, ohh. Can I think of a million answers to that question. his smirk grew. "I want you." Draco said. "What..." Ginny asked, her expression unreadable. "Would you let me finish my bloody sentence?" Draco asked, tapping his foot. At least she didn't hex me. he thought. "To stop sleeping in the schools lawn" he added quickly, unable to think of anything better. Ginny rolled her eyes and fell unto her back. "Just leave me alone, Malfoy." "Malfoy is my father..My name is Draco." He said defensively. "Since when did you become touchy about your name?" Ginny asked, looking up at him. "There's more to me than just being an arrogant prat, you know." Draco smiled coly, turning back towards the castle.
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Oh, I know that. Ginny thought, smiling to herself. She knew Draco had a soft spot, or she wouldn't like him so. She had a feeling he liked her, since she caught him staring and the fact that he kept talking to her whenever he could get the chance. It didn't bother her. She loved it. Soon, she would make her move on him, because she couldn't sit and want forever. Someone else could take him away from her. And if that happened, she felt she just might end up in Azkaban.