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Malfoy stared up at her with a puppy dog expression.

"Oh please Ginny, I know I haven't been very loyal to you, but I want to take responsibility now."

Ginny didn't know what to say. On the one hand, it would be easier. On the other-what about Harry? What would she tell him? She could run away. No. That was never the right thing to do. She took a deep breath and looked him in the eye.

"No thanks."

Malfoy's face fell.

"Why not?" he asked, ever persistent.

"Because…er…I just don't love you!"

"Why?"

Ginny's face twisted up in anger. Well he asked for it!

"Because you're a lying scheming, backstabbing asshole is why!"

"Why?"

"I don't know why? You want me to pull an answer out my butt Malfoy? You are who you are, for what ever reason that is…NO. My answer is no."

So saying, she rested her head on her pillow.

"What if I prove to you I'm worthy?" he asked.

It was getting annoying. Why wouldn't anyone leave her alone?

"You know what? Fine. You have to get permission from my dad and mum to court me, but fine. I don't care." Inside her head she laughed. Her dad would never-ever say..

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"Yes, that's fine with me."

"What?" Ginny shrieked and stood up. "Dad!" She turned around looking at Mrs. Wesley, who was standing behind her father. "Mum! Surely you don't agree?" PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!

A look of remorse crossed her face.

"I'm sorry Ginny, but it is his baby. It's only fair."

"But he supports Voldemort!"

"But he wouldn't come here if he did, now would he love?" Mr Weasly argued. "Give him a chance. For me, please? It took ages for me to get your mum's dad to allow me to court her. And it turned out fine now didn't it?"

Ginny let out a huge sigh and sat down.

"Fine. As you all seem so happy to ruin my life, I'll just go along with it. Come on Malfoy." Ginny stood up and walked to her room. Once they were gone, Mrs. Weasly turned to her husband.

"Did we do the right thing?" she asked.

"I hope so. I really do."

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As soon as Ginny stepped in the room, she whirled around on her heels and stared at Malfoy straight in the eye.

"Ok. Give it up! What's your deal? What are you doing?"

"Nothing. I just want to marry you. Get to know my child. Is that so wrong."

A couple minutes ago, Malfoy's question would have received a definite yes. However, looking at Malfoy, ragged and bloody, Ginny realized maybe he was telling the truth. Courting was a cool thing for girls. The men bought them all sorts of things and they could say no and keep the stuff. Malfoy was rich. Very rich. He could make her happy in the thing her parents never could. Malfoy took a step forward and gave her a hug. He whispered in her ears,

"Please give me a chance."

When he pulled away, he looked helpless. Like a little lost puppy. Ginny was too soft. She always gave in to everyone.

"Ok. But you blow it, and your dead!" She hugged him back. What could go wrong?

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The picnic basket was full of goodies. Muggle goodies. There was peanut butter and jam sandwiches, rocky road ice cream, and freshly squeezed lemonade. Personally, Ginny would have liked it much more if it were Harry who Ginny watched squeeze the lemons. If it were Harry who had made the sandwiches with out magic it would have been more romantic. Nevertheless, Ginny sat with Malfoy under the tree and ate quietly. If it were Harry, she would have loved it when Malfoy stroked her hair. It would have made shivers run down her back and light up her heart.

"Having fun?" he asked, scooting closer.

"Not really." She breathed out, barely a whisper.

"This is only the food. Wait until you see the real fun." He said.

Malfoy told her all about himself during the time, in which Ginny ate her food and stared up at the sky. When the food was over, he looked around, and made the basket disappear. The he pulled her up and told her to hold on to him closely.

"You ever apparated before?" he asked.

"No."

"Just hold on. It'll feel a bit funny, but you'll get used to it. You take your test this summer, correct?"

Ginny nodded. Where was he taking her?

That was the last she thought. The next second, a sickening sensation of being compressed into a tube came upon her. Maybe it was the baby protesting, but she had the urge to vomit. The sensation was gone in an instant. The world was right again. She opened her eyes and looked around. There was a bunch of clouds. Sounds stupid but it was magical. Completely and utterly magical. Malfoy grabbed her hand and took he out to the clouds.

"You wont fall." He assured her.

Ginny believed him, and she felt as if she were on air.

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Dear Diary,

Have you ever been really surprised with someone? I have. Malfoy was courting me all month, and guess what? It wasn't so bad. Don't kill me. I haven't fallen in love. But I feel bad for him. I think e means it and I don't. I'm only for Harry. The baby is five and a half month now. Isn't that amazing?

Love,

Ginny Weasly

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