Chapter 1

Ginevra awoke in a daze. Her vision was blurred by swirls of silver, black, and green.

'Where am I? What in the hell did I do last night?' The only thing that came to mind, was her splitting headache and an unbearable pain between her legs.

"Good morning Ginevra."

'I know that voice…' she thought as she looked over her shoulder. "Bloody hell!"

...-flashback-...

She sat in the library, alone of course, trying to finish a potion's essay that Professor Snape had so graciously given her for being late to his class.

"Greasy old git! Ten seconds late, and he gives me homework that will last all weekend." 'As if I don't heave enough problems with Harry Bloody Potter, and my would be hotheaded keeper. I swear if I hear one more word about…'

"What's the matter Weasley, can't handle work from the big, bad, potion's master?" Pulling out of her thoughts, she turned to see Draco Malfoy with a malicious grin on his face.

"Well, we can't all be Snape's little lap dog now can we Malfoy?" she drawled. Her words removing the grin he had plastered on his face. "Some of us actually have to work. So if you're quite finished trying to taunt the "littlest weasel", I think I'll be leaving now." With that, she gathered her things and left him standing in the library.

'The little weasel has a temper. I'll have to remember that.' he thought amusingly. "Hold it Weasley, I'm not finished with you yet."

"What, did you just come up with some witty remark for me?"

"Actually no, but I should have. That's beside the point, Professor Snape sent me. He wants to see you in his office… now."

"What the bloody hell does that man want now?"

"Ginny, I've been looking all over for you. Ginny, what do you think you're doing here with Malfoy?"

"Not now Ron. Honestly, I can take care of myself. I don't want, or need you being so bloody overprotective."

"Well I wouldn't if I didn't catch you with people like him. What are you doing with the ferret anyway? In a deserted corridor no less!"

"It's my decision as to whom I keep in my company, and it's none of your business what we were doing!"

It was at this time that Draco finally decided to step in. "She's right Weasley, it is none of your business what we were doing, but if you must know we were planning one of our many secret rendezvous to run away together." He couldn't help himself as he pulled her to his side.

"WHAT!" Ron exclaimed. But before he could continue, Ginny cut him off.

"He's joking Ron. Honestly calm down." Chuckling as she replied.

"Thank God." He said relieved. "For a second there I thought you were being serious. Like you would ever make that mistake again." Realizing what he had just said, he tried to make amends, but it was too late.

She winced, his remark obviously striking a nerve. "What mistake would that be Ron? I hope that you are not implying what I think you are. Do you think that I wanted that! Did you think that I just woke up one morning and decided that I would terrorize people for fun! Is that it! Well, let me tell you something Ronald Weasley, I am sixteen years old and am fully capable of taking care of myself! So I'll be damned if you disapprove of who I hang around with, no matter how much you despise him!" With that, she turned to Draco, with a dangerous look on her face, and pulled him into a fiery kiss. It wasn't long before he overcame him apparent shock, and wrapped his arms around her waist. Then before Ron could react, she grabbed Draco's hand and took off towards the dungeons. As soon as they were out of sight, Draco decided to break the silence.

"So do you jump every guy who tries to talk to you?" he asked jokingly.

"No you just caught me on a good day." She teased.

"That's a good day for you? Remind me not to catch you on a bad day… You do realize that once he realizes what just happened, your brother is going to kill me right?"

"Yeah, sorry about that. His comment just really upset me. I was merely trying to point out what an insensitive prat can be. Had to set him straight somehow. "

"And snogging me senseless helps you do this how? Exactly what are you trying to prove?"

"That any decision I make is of my own accord, and that I don't need to be shielded from every little thing in this world. After my first year here… well let's just say that I can handle myself." As she glanced over at him, she caught a glimpse of guilt in his eyes. 'It was bad enough when Ron said it. Why did I have to bring it up too?' "Look, don't worry about it, I don't blame you for anything. I blame your father, after all, he was the one who gave me the diary in the first place."

"What are you going on about? Of course I don't blame myself, I didn't do anything." 'Maybe that's the problem, I didn't do anything even though I knew. I'll never tell her that though.' There was an awkward silence between them as they reached Professor Snape's office. Just as Draco was about to say something a voice sounded from behind the door.

"Are you two going to come in, or are you going to stand there all day."

As they walked through the door to the potions room, Ginny answered. "You wanted to see me Professor?"

"Yes Miss Weasley, I've been reviewing your work. As much as it pains me to say this to a Griffindor, you've done excellent. Your essays are not only accurate, but quite thorough. And your potions always receive top marks. So, I have decided to put you in my seventh year NEWT class. You will be partnered with my best student. He will help you with anything you need."

"He Professor?" she questioned, thinking that Hermione had the best grade in potions.

"Yes Miss Weasley, he. While Miss Granger has top marks in many things, potions is not one of them. She is surpassed by many including both you and Mr. Malfoy here. Draco here will help you with anything you might need for class. The both of you will also have a special assignment outside of class that I will explain to you on Monday. Which is when you will start my class, all of your teachers have already been notified. That will be all for now, you may leave." 'Bloody hell, more griffindors.'

"Thank you Professor." Was all she said before turning to Draco, "I guess I'll be seeing you around then."

"I guess so." He replied.

"Well bye then." she said before rushing back to Griffindor tower to tell Colin.

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Hermione was having a heated discussion with Harry, when Ron stumbled into the common room, pale as a ghost.

"Ron, what happened to you?" Hermione asked frantically.

"I was…the library…she walked out with him. We had a fight. Then she…she…kissed him." He mumbled.

"Ron. You're not making any sense. Who kissed who?" asked Harry.

"Ginny, she kissed him; just to spite me. I'm her brother, how could she do this to me? With him of all people I'll kill him! He'll wish he never event thought about touching my baby sister!" he shouted as he headed for the portrait.

"Wait, hold on a second Ron. Before you kill him, so you mind telling us who he is?" pleaded Harry.

"Malfoy. She kissed the Ferret! Now I know you of all people won't object to this Harry."

"Ginny kissed Malfoy!" he cried in shock. "When did this happen?"

"Haven't you been paying attention? Just now, outside the…"

This was when Hermione decided to cut them off. "Honestly boys, I'm sure that she has a reasonable explanation for her actions."

"Reasonable…reasonable. She kissed Malfoy Hermione, how is that reasonable?" cried Ron, clearly shocked by his girlfriends comment.

"Well why don't you ask her yourself. She ran in here about ten minutes ago. Then again, if I were you, I would give her time to cool off."

"She's right Ron." Interjected Harry.

"But…" he tried.

But Hermione cut him off again. "No buts Ronald. Leave her alone. Especially you Harry, you have no right prying into her personal life now. If you go up there, who knows what she'll do to you. Just let it go." Scolded Hermione.

Pouting, Ron replied, "Fine. But just because I agreed, doesn't mean I have to like it."

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"You did what!" exclaimed Colin. "You kissed Malfoy!"

"Calm down, you're supposed to be on my side remember? Besides, it was only a joke to get Ron to leave me alone."

"Are you sure that's the only reason why you did it? I could have sworn I saw an exchange of glances in the great hall for the past few meals."

"Unfortunately for me, you're right. He's been acting weird since I ran into him on the train."

"Something happened on the train and you didn't tell me?"

"It was nothing. He walked while I trying to put my trunk up on a shelf. We had an exchange of words, and he kissed me. So you can calm down, since it wasn't the first time it happened."

"How nice of you to mention to your best friend that it's happened on more than one occasion. Well, since you seem so calm about this, and since it was only a joke, can I ask you a question?" she nodded. "How was it?"

"Colin!" she choked out. "I can't believe you just said that."

"What, can you honestly say that you blame me? You could have very well made out with the richest not to mention best-looking guy in the entire school. Well, besides Blaise Zabini anyway, who happens to be his best friend." She looked as if she wanted to say something, but she just couldn't get it out. It was still a little odd to her that her best friend was gay. "I'll take your silence as a no. So, how was it?"

"It was…I don't know how to describe it. The first time, I was expecting him to be more demanding, since he practically ordered me to kiss him." While she said this she gave him a pointed look so he wouldn't interrupt her. "But he was extremely gentle. His lips barely brushed mine and he still sent shivers up my spine. Then the one in the corridor was …passionate to say the least. He probably would have dragged me into an abandoned classroom, leading to whose knows what, if I hadn't pulled him towards the dungeons. With the way that he made me feel...I think I might have let him." She answered ashamed.

"Are you describing the kiss, or your undying love for the guy. I mean…" That was all that he could get out before a pillow collided with his head. "Hey, what was that for?"

"That was for your big mouth you prat!"

"Alright, I'm sorry. I'll stop. Spoil all of my fun why don't you …Hey what do you say to a bit of fun tonight? We haven't gone out since school started, and I know just the thing to get your mind off of this…this incident."

She paused, considering his offer, before answering, "What did you have in mind?"

"I thought you'd never ask. The bacchanal tonight, it's the perfect place to forget any and every worry you might have. Not to mention other things…" a mischievous grin on his face.

"I don't know Colin…" But seeing the look on his face she couldn't resist."Oh alright, we'll go. But what would I wear?"

"Don't worry your pretty little head. Leave the wardrobe to me." He said with a smile on his face.

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Draco laid on his bed, trying to figure out what just happened. "Bloody Hell!" 'Why can't I stop thinking about her? It was just a bloody joke to make that prat get lost. It's not like I like the littlest weasel. But I have to admit, she's not that little anymore.' As he collected his thoughts, a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"Merlin Draco! What are you still doing in bed? You should be getting ready for the party." Called Blaise as he walked over to Draco's bed. "We'll have people arriving here in under an hour, and I for one refuse to… Draco, what's on your mind mate? Anything or should I say anyone in particular?"

"What makes you think that I'm thinking about someone?"

"Well usually that only happens when you're thinking about your dream girl." Blaise said motioning to the growing bulge in Draco's pants.

"Bloody Hell!" he yelled as he climbed off the bed and headed off to the shower.

"So who's the lucky lady?" Blaise called. "Or could it possibly be a lucky man?" a hopeful look on his face.

"Shut up Blaise!" Draco growled ferociously from the bathroom. "First of all, Draco Malfoy is no pouf, so you can just forget that whole bit about the man." Blaise's face fell. "And second, it's none of your bloody business who she is!"

"Calm down mate, it was only a joke."

"Well it wasn't very funny was it? Do you hear me laughing?"

"Alright, I get your point. Just be ready in an hour." Called Blaise.

"Whatever." Draco muttered.

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Ginny walked into her room only to find Colin throwing her clothes everywhere. "Colin, what are you looking for?" She called as a shirt flew at her. "My things will be all over the common room at the rate you're going."

"Well, it wouldn't be so hard for me to find you an ensemble for tonight if you kept things organized!"

"So I'm not a neat freak, I happen to like the way I put things in there. Just tell me what you're looking for and I'll tell you where it is." She said exasperatedly.

"Found it!" he exclaimed.

"Found what?"

"This." He was holding up the emerald green dress that he had given her for her birthday. It was the nicest thing she owned, that wasn't a hand me down. Made of pure silk, she tried to tell him it was too much, but he had insited it was a gift from him to her.

"You want me to wear that? Why?"

"One, you look wonderful in green, it goes great with your hair. And two it will help you blend in at the bacchanal."

'Blend in? In green?' "Wait a minute, you never said that we were going to the dungeons." She exclaimed.

"You never asked." Colin stated calmly. "What's the matter, are you afraid that you'll run into your Adonis?" he asked while batting his eyes. She was about to reply, when he interrupted her, "Just go get dressed."

"Fine." She groaned.

"Wow." Was all he could say as she stepped out of the other room. "To think I became gay when you look like that." He wasn't joking either. The dress clung to her every curve, with a single strap over her right shoulder. Long and elegant, it gathered in a small pool at her feet, making it seem as if she were floating. "You look hot Gin!"

She blushed before asking, "Really? Thanks, but about the party, I can't just waltz into the dungeons. Slytherins hate Weasleys, and vice versa. 'Well most of them anyway.'

"Simple really, all we have to do is a simple spell. Darken your hair, a soft brown might suit you, and maybe bronze the skin a bit. You'd look Mediterranean, and they'd never know its you. Trust me."

"Okay." She replied hesitantly as he moved towards her.

"There." He said. "Wait, there's something missing…I've got it!" he said as he grabbed a white sheet from off the bed. "Just a few minor adjustments, and you're done."

She turned to look into the mirror and thought to herself. 'Is that really me?' She stood there admiring herself for a moment, seeing how much she had changed.

"Gin, are you ready?" Colin asked.

"Ready as I'll ever be. Let's go before my keeper shows up." She replied.

A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to update. I'll try not to let it happen too often. Please review, and to those of you who already did, thank you. Your comments were appreciated greatly. Again, sorry for the wait, until next time.