THis is War...
The next morning there was a large crowd around the bulletin board. Curious, Draco (who had nothing to do since he had finished his tests) nudged his way over to the board to see what the crowd was gawking at. A Test result had been tacked to the board and each section of the test had been failed miserably by the taker. Draco ran over the results, shaking his head before glancing up to see who the unlucky taker was. He froze. The world dropped away and for a moment all he could do was stare at his name on the paper. A quiet delightful laugh filled his ears. He knew who it belonged to.
He reached forward and snatched the paper from the board, drawling, "That's enough, off to class with you all."
The hall cleared as Draco studied the paper. If half the room thought him an idiot, they kept it silent. The paper was masterfully done. Not only was each grade changed but each subject was changed into lewd and suggestive things such as 'Advanced Wanking', 'Talking Dirty', and 'Foreplay 101'.
He looked up to find the hall almost empty. Ginny Weasley leaned against a pillar, hands deep in the pockets of her tattered and paint stained jeans that hugged her hips, leaving very little to the imagination about her long legs. She smiled slightly, the glint in her eyes betraying the sleepy half awake expression on her face.
"Have I ruined your reputation yet?" she asked.
For a moment Draco was confused. Then he remembered thier conversation yester day. He smiled. "Not bad, Red. But can you top it before I charm you out of your pants."
"It might be a little hard in only three weeks, but I imagine I can."
"THree weeks? What about Academy?"
"What do you mean?"
He grinned, pleased at having gotten her where he wanted her (For now at least). "I'm attending Baudilaire as well."
Ginny didn't miss a beat. Shock crossed her face to be replaced instantly by smug satisfaction, as though he had just confirmed her suspicion. "Daddy pay your way in?"
"My father's dead." Draco growled. "And I'm not like him."
"Good." Ginny said, sweeping out of the room before he could ask her to elaborate.
Draco stared after her receeding figure. She most certainly had a nice ass, even hidden as it was by the loose jeans. She definately was worth loosing his reputation over.