Disclaimer: Yea um I don't own any of the people, places, things you have ever heard of.
Authors note: I know Ginny's real name is Ginerva but that is so unattractive at least in my opinion so I decided to use Virginia. Also this story contains HBP. Please enjoy.
When Draco Malfoy woke up very early on September 1, it seemed he was actually excited for the upcoming year. Things will be better, he told himself; she will notice me this year. He said this every year, but this year it seemed like it might really be true. After his father got locked up in Azkaban at the end of last term, things had seemed to be picking up. His mom was regaining a personality, no longer forcefully locked in the manor all day. The main thing that had changed however, was Draco's attitude. He honestly didn't give a rat's ass about pureblood and half-blood or even mudblood, to him it was all red and all looked the same. He had just acted like he cared about blood to please his father. Draco went down stairs and into the dining room to eat breakfast before he had to get to King's Cross Station. After exactly seven minutes and thirteen seconds later his breakfast of eggs and bacon appeared in front of him. He finished eating in three minutes; he was in a rush to get ready.
He went up to his room to do the packing that he should of done ages ago. Draco was debating on taking a picture of her that he had cut out of the Daily Prophet when he heard a voice call his attention.
"Good morning Draco," his mother, Narcissa Malfoy said to him kindly as she entered his room.
"Morning Mother," he replied, as he quickly shoved the picture into his trunk.
"What was that you just put in there?" She asked him with curiosity. This is where Draco froze, he could never lie to his mom. He could attempt all he wanted, but it was always a hopeless waste of effort.
"A picture from the Daily Prophet," he answered, giving just enough to satisfy her curiosity, but not too much where it could turn embarrassing.
"Okay, I was just coming up to tell you that it is about time to go to Kings Cross."
"Alright mom, I will finish packing up and be ready," Draco replied, hoping his mom would get the hint and leave his room. Of course his mom didn't leave though, she had to stay and double check to make sure he had plenty of undies. One would think that his own mother would let him pack his unmentionables alone, but no, instead she kept urging him to pack more of them.
After this continued for fifteen minutes, Draco decided that chances were that it wasn't going to end. Pulling together all of his remaining dignity, Draco tried in a pathetic attempt to get on his way to Kings Cross.
"Mum, doesn't the train leave at eleven?" Draco asked his mother.
"Draco, you know that it does, it has for the past six years that you have ridden it," she replied as she was folding his socks.
"And don't we live fifteen minutes away from Kings Cross?" he asked, carefully taking out a few pairs of boxers that his mom had recently put in. Narcissa looked up to see Draco either pulling out or putting in a pair of boxers, she didn't care which one he was doing but they were going to stay in the trunk.
"Yes Draco, what are you getting at?" She asked while lightly patting his hand.
"Mum, do you realize that it is ten thirty?" he asked. As if she didn't believe him, she looked at the clock and closed Draco's trunk.
"Draco, gather your things we need to leave now."
The walk to Kings Cross was quiet, with the exception of the owl Draco had to deliver his post. Narcissa decided that it would be best if she just said goodbye to Draco out side of the barrier. Draco quickly said goodbye to his mother and promised her that he would write, and yes would make sure he was wearing clean underwear in case of an accident. Why does it matter if my underwear are clean in case of an accident, isn't likely that I am going to have an accident due to the accident? Draco thought as he crossed the barrier. Once inside, he saw her, with her parents and, of course, the oh so wonderful Harry Potter and his little pal Ronald Weasley. There seemed to be someone missing, of course, that other girl. No, no wait she just came. Draco envied Potter and Weasley, they never even noticed her, and they just saw her as an after thought.
Draco walked through the crowds of people, trying to get towards her so he could 'accidentally purposely' bump into her. He wanted to bump into her so he could have an excuse to talk to her, even if only for a few seconds. He passed around Ron and Harry, but just as planned bumped into her.
"My apologies, Virginia," he whispered to her as he passed.