Now How Did This Happen?

Disclaimer: Nope, I still don't own Harry Potter

A.N. Wow, I got more than double the reviews I got for the previous chapters telling me to keep this story up! Thank you guys so much, and yes I will continue this story. I chose to delete the third chapter, although it'll still have most of the same events without the much-to-fast moving Draco/Ginny scene. Sorry it took me so long to update. My only excuses are I'm lazy and addicted to Youtube, but I've found a way to use this addiction to my updating advantage, I shall update while the videos are loading! Yes, I'm so smart. I should be updating much more often now. I'm actually going to try to finish this by the end of the summer! Thanks so much once again to those of you who reviewed. Without you this story would be no more.

Chapter 3

After Draco was finally satisfied that she wasn't going to tell anybody about his singing habits they started chatting awkwardly as they had all the days before.

"What is it Weasley?" he asked.

"This is getting so boring," she sounded exasperated, "I'm going to have to start bringing my homework."

"I'll join you on that," he sighed.

"But what we really need to do is plan," Ginny said mischievously.

"Plan what?" Draco asked suspiciously.

"How we can get out of here," Ginny said.

"You heard Mcgonagall. We don't get out until we learn to get along."

"Then why don't we?" She asked.

"That's not going to happen Weasley," he said.

"It won't be being nice to each other for the sake of being nice, we're trying to get them to think we're friends so they'll let us out. Oh, and that includes being nice in front of the rest of the school."

Draco nodded reluctantly, "But just until Mcgonagall lets us out right?"

"Yeah, then we go back to how we always were," Ginny said.

"You're on We…Ginny," he said, holding out his hand.

Ginny shook it. They spent the next hour and a half plotting ways to get Mcgonagle to notice their newfound 'friendship'.

The next day was the first that they put their plan in to action. The first thing they did had to be done in a very subtle way and not in front of Mcgonagle so it wouldn't be too obvious.

Ginny and Draco 'accidentally' ran into each other in the hallway before lunch about twenty feet from where Mcgonagall was standing outside her classroom.

"Sorry Ginny," Draco smiled as he helped her pick up her books.

"That's okay Draco," she accepted the books from him as he cleaned up the spilled ink with a whip of his wand.

"Do you want to borrow one of my ink bottles for the day?" he asked, trying to sound concerned, but feeling like he was failing miserably.

"No it's okay. I have one," she said. Draco stood up and offered her his hand. She took it and they walked off together. Congratulating each other on a wonderful performance.

"They really think I'm stupid don't they," Professor Mcgonagall said to herself as they walked off, "but this is exactly what I hoped would happen. They're working together, and it's been less than a week."

By now passerby were staring at the mumbling professor so she stopped, with the resolution that from now on she would keep her thoughts in her head. The last thing she needed was concerned parents calling and asking about the school's crazy teachers.

Unfortunately for Ginny the day took a sudden plummet. At 4:00 Harry had come up to her and asked her if he could talk to her about something. Ginny was praying with all her willpower that he would finally ask her out.

So maybe Ginny did still have a crush on Harry, but it had been none of Draco's business anyway. It wasn't the my-stomach-flips-every-time-I-see-him crush, she had gotten over that years ago, but that didn't change the fact that she thought he was a great guy and that they would make a good couple.

He led her into an empty classroom somewhere near the Transfiguration room. They had a half and hour break so Ginny wasn't worried about getting to class on time.

"Ginny, there's this girl I really like, you know her very well, but she's my friend, and I don't really want to ruin that. I'm also afraid that if we become a couple, Voldemort will use her to get to me. I don't want to put anyone in that situation. I've just never felt this way about anyone before, and I feel that if I don't do something now she'll be gone to someone else, and I'll never have the chance," Harry finished.

Ginny's heart was in her throat now, "Just ask her Harry," she said hurriedly, "It's her choice whether she wants to put herself in that situation, and who knows," she added, "She could be just sitting around pinning away over you."

"Thanks Ginny, there's someone I need to go find," There was a deep-set resolution in his eyes that Ginny had never seen there before.

It wasn't until after he left that Ginny realized the full implications of the last thing he said, "It wasn't me," she muttered. Her heart dropped like a rock to her feet.

At dinner Ginny found out who the real person Harry was talking about was, and she wasn't happy.

Luna was sitting next to her and kept throwing her nervous glances that made Ginny very uncomfortable.

"Just tell me what's wrong will you?" Ginny asked irritably.

"Well um Ginny, this afternoon….You might want to be sitting down for this," Luna said. Her eyes still looked dreamy, but there was fear etched in them as well.

"I am sitting down," Ginny said. She had the distinct feeling that whatever Luna had to say had something to do with the conversation she had with Harry that afternoon.

"Um Ginny, Harry asked me to be his girlfriend this afternoon," she said, all in one breath.

"What did you say," Ginny tried to make her voice sound casual, but even she could hear the dangerous undertone.

"I said I had to talk to you first," Luna said.

"Well…?"

"Will you let me?" Luna asked. "I never told you this because I knew how you felt about him, but I've been thinking about Harry a lot recently. I think I'm in love with him."

Ginny let that sink in and sighed. Ginny knew that her crush on Harry was no where near love, and if Luna thought her's was, who was Ginny to stop her, "What would you do if I wasn't hear?"

"I'd do it," she mumbled truthfully, looking at her feet.

"Go ahead then," Ginny said, "I'll be fine."

Luna smiled a thankful smile and rushed across the room to where Harry was sitting. She couldn't help but notice she wasn't the only one with a sour look on her face. Colin was staring at the pair with the saddest look on his face that Ginny could ever remember seeing. She couldn't believe she hadn't seen it before. Colin was in love with Luna.

When Ginny arrived in the counseling room that night she was in a very bad mood. In reality she wasn't fine. Harry's way of asking for advice had lead her on quite cruelly. To make matters worse the only homework she had to do that night was potions.

"Hello Ginny," Draco didn't even look up from his Astronomy Chart as she walked in.

"Hello," She said stonily.

"What's wrong?" He asked exasperatedly

"Nothing," There was finality in her tone that told him there was to be no more questioning on the subject. He could tell that whatever it was clearly wasn't nothing, however.

A few minutes later he looked up to see tears dripping from her large brown eyes onto the parchment. It struck him in that instant just how beautiful she really was. Her vibrant red hair glimmered in the lamplight as it cascaded down her shoulder and onto her chest. Her face was crunched in an expression of shame and hurt.

Suddenly he realized just what he had been thinking and smacked himself on the forehead. He actually literally hit himself on the head.

"Ouch," He said shockedly, as though he hadn't expected it to hurt.

Ginny looked at him quizzically. He just shook his head in a 'don't ask', way.

After a few moments of listening to her sniffles, Draco was getting fed up.

"Ginny, I may be wrong, but generally when someone is crying, it's not for no reason," He drawled, a little concerned despite himself.

"It's really nothing," She answered, "I don't even know why I'm so upset about it."

"Then don't cry about it," He told her. Women crying was one of his biggest pet peeves and it was really starting to get on his nerves.

Ginny glared at him, "Thank you, that's very helpful."

"Okay," he sighed, hoping that if she got whatever it was off her chest she would stop that god-awful crying. "What's wrong?"

She gave him another questioning look, "It's really nothing."

He sighed again and shook his head, "As I pointed out before, you're crying. That generally implies that something happened."

She glared at him.

Draco inspected the girl for a minute before realization dawned on his face.

"It's Potty isn't it?" He asked.

His sudden use of Harry's pet name made Ginny spit out a shocked laugh. She wiped the tears from her eyes and turned to him,"Bingo."

He looked disgusted, "Why would you get so worked up about Potty. His only redeeming feature is well...nothing," he began, "Now if you want to pine away over someone, there are many better options take me for example. Not only am I incredibly sexy, but I have class and money," he said snootily.

This made Ginny laugh even harder. "I can't believe how stupid I've been," she groaned dramatically, "All those years I could have been crying over you, wasted." Her tears were starting to dry up. Draco felt extremely relieved.

"Well, at least you've realized your mistake. Try to do better next time," he told her. It didn't occur to him that he was actually being nice.

"I'll try," She said, trying to sound ashamed of herself.

"Don't disappoint me again," he told her.

"I won't," she said decisively.

It was amazing how much their nonsensical conversation had cheered her up. When it was finally time for them to leave, she felt immensely better.

"Thank you," she muttered to Draco as she left the room.

"Accepted."

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