REALIZATIONS:
(Ginny's POV)
So then she opened the door and it was Malfoy just in his boxers, red ones, he's so hot…
He smiled a real smile!
"Hey Ginny! Did you know you're beautiful? I've been dying to tell you that and Potter dumps you, what a moron. Who would dump such a beauty as yourself?"
"Whoa, I didn't know you thought that. You're not too bad yourself" she laughed at her own joke, suddenly he was holding her hand and pulling her towards him.
Oh Merlin, she couldn't believe it… it was like a dream come true. I mean, who would've thought he felt that way. Now she was truly happy, this is what she really wanted.
He kissed her. My god what a kisser!
Wait, is this what she really wanted, Malfoy to be with her? Err… no it wasn't! She despised the guy. This couldn't be happening. Really couldn't be happening, it had to be some sort of hallucination. Suddenly Malfoy broke the kiss.
"Ginny, Ginny" he said, but with Hermione's voice. Okay, this is weird.
"Ginny wake up!" she opened her eyes to see Hermione's face - of course it was a dream!- it was very reveling too, wasn't it? No, hell it wasn't! It was just a nightmare… she felt sick, Hermione looked worried at her.
(Draco's POV)
"That was some dream I had I'm telling you Zabini. That sodden jinx you gave me is making me have dreams about the she-Weasel. This one's the third of the week" Draco told Zabini.
"Did you at least enjoy them?" Zabini asked as a wide smirk spread all over his face. He knew Draco was no longer under the influence of his little prank, but there was no reason to tell the boy. He would freak out, besides this was far more fun.
"Enjoy it? Heck Zabini, have you even looked at the girl? The nerve I did. I can remember her in her little red lingerie, doing all kinds of sexy moves. She was some-" Draco suddenly blinked as the realization of him telling Zabini, of all people, his dreams with the she-Weasel. "You do NOT need to know how she looked or acted, you perv, going around trying to picture my girl doing naughty things" Draco snapped without thinking. As he saw the other's boy wide smirk he covered his mouth with his hand. He couldn't have said that. Really couldn't have. The world must be coming to an end. Apocalypse is near- Draco thought.
"Well, well Malfoy, you don't have to worry, for I have other girls to go after rather than yours. But please do tell me, when exactly did you claim her?" Zabini asked with fake innocence.
"Shut up! You know damn well I DID NOT mean that! It just came out that way" Draco tried to explain himself, but failed enormously.
"You know, Draco, they say your subconscious betrays you sometimes. And I believe yours has clearly done that, don't you think? So you'd better accept you fancy the she-Weasel and save all the Wizarding Community from the trouble of having to show it to you" Zabini simply commented as he helped himself with another butterbeer.
"I do NOT fancy her, Zabini! This is all your fault. You and your prank! The next thing I'll know, I'd be declaring I love her in front of the whole school. You have to take this darned thing of yours from me right now!" Draco growled.
"You see, Draco, I had no intentions of telling you this, but since you insist on blaming me, I have no other choice. My prank wore out weeks ago."
"WHAT!"
"I said that my prank wor-"
"I heard you! Bloody hell. What have I gotten myself into? No, what have YOU gotten me into"
"Hey it was a mistake. Besides the she-Weasel is quite gorgeous."
"What now? Do you have a thing for her?" Draco asked.
"I've already told you I've got my interests on other girls."
"Like who? Parkinson?"
"HELL NO! I'd rather rot in hell than like the Parkinson bitch." Zabini answered as if Draco had just asked him to do a striptease in front of the whole school.
"But you wanted me to date her!" Draco snapped.
"Oh come on get over yourself. Let it go. The past is in the past" Zabini advised Draco. "Now going on with more important business. We have to figure out what we're going to do on the following quidditch match. I'm sure those bloody Gryffindors have something planned. Therefore I booked the quidditch field for this Tuesday afternoon. We've got to at least have a decent match!"
"I can't go. I have a Head meeting with Mudblood and McGonagall. Something about a Halloween ball" Draco said.
"Halloween Ball?"
"Yes Zabini, a Halloween Ball. You know where people go and dance, in Halloween like the one we had on fourth grade just this one is in Halloween rather than Christmas "
"I know what a ball is! I'm just astonished we're having one"
"Mudblood insisted we have one and McGonagall is actually considering the idea!" Draco sounded somewhat scandalized by the fact McGonagall was in fact supporting Granger's idea. He had no time to lose on stupid Balls.
"Well mate, then we're going to have to do the practice without you" Zabini smirked.
"I wonder why I don't exactly like that idea. Anyway I can't be there, and there's nothing to do to it. Now I'd appreciate if you could go and leave me to finish the charms essay."
"Yeah, I'm going off to finish mine too" Zabini said, closing the door of Draco's Head Boy dorm behind him.
"I need a book" Draco said to himself.
He went towards the library. But half way there, Draco met with an unexpected someone.
"POTTER!"
"Ferret," greeted Harry
"What the fuck are you doing here, and more over alone, where are Mudblood and Weasel king, Oh right I know they are probably performing an attempt of proper shagging just about … now … aren't they?"
Harry clenched his fists
"What's the matter Potty, they didn't let you join? Is that why you are so angry about? Poor Potty…can't even get a shag partner and his excuse for friends don't let him join… poor baby " Draco said in a mock baby voice
"Fuck off, ferret" In a dangerously calmed voice
" So it's true then , my we are REALLY cranky aren't we? What happen to Weaselette?"
This was not the right thing to say, for Harry turned chalk white at this and glared dangerously at Draco, Draco smirked, that was exactly what he was aiming for , to really piss him off, he entertain himself annoying people when he was specially pissed ( this time being about discovering some sort of desire towards a certain Weasley) and who better to annoy than little pothead.
"I'm warning you Malfoy if you want to live to tell the story leave her out of this"
Jackpot, Draco thought while his smirked widen a little.
"So you don't want to talk about little Weasley, why, I'm certainly in the mood for a little chat comparing what she charges compared to the other Hogwarts whores, I've been told she's by far the best…. Wouldn't you agree, I mean Smith said she was but then you can't exactly trust him my point is, who do we know has slept with Smith , well you know other than Weasley , but now I have a real expert with me so tell me how is she and is it true she charges more than every other whore…just curious …"
"Malfoy, I wouldn't know because well you know I actually don't pay girls to sleep with me. They come willingly, not that you would know anything about it because you'd rather pay them , but isn't that just sad , I mean you have to pay girls to sleep with you…"
Malfoy smirked
"So you didn't sleep with her, Potter?... Oh my god you are even gayer than what we all thought you were…I mean the girl practically is begging you to bed her and you didn't! Oh god… so that's why she dumped you …'cause you are gay and wouldn't sleep with her, that explains a lot"
"Shut up, Malfoy, anyways how would you know if I have slept with her or if I haven't, just for the record I have , and if you do insist on knowing she's the best I have had , and that's saying something if you know what I mean, not that you would ever know, so I would stop with the gay accusations if I were you"
Draco felt all his blood started to boil inside of him, so he had slept with HIS girl, he had touched her and he haven't, stupid git, he had made her his and she had obliged , but she never will obliged being Draco's. Not that his face at the time show any emotion whatsoever, he forced himself to smirk again, even though it pained him to do so, his cheeks were burning.
"So she did let you lose your virginity with her, hmm. She must be really desperate to actually shag a virgin! But then again that wouldn't be a surprise, would it? After all she is a Weasley and let me tell it's no secret Weasleys invented the word poor"
The next thing Draco saw was a big mass of fiery red hair and a fist coming in his direction. After everything went black.
A/N: To our reviewers, what do you think, good, bad? Please tell us… Oh yeah and by the by we don't know whether or not Ginny is a virgin, could you know Harry COULD be lying…what do you think?