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But Ginny...
Draco strode forward. Suddenly He was upside down. He looked down (?) at his foot. '
That was curious. He was familiar with the Levicorpus spell having fallen victum to it a time or two in school, but it was always such a surprise when it happened. Especially now.
He let himself fall back and looked around for the caster. His flannel shirt had other ideas. Draco reached up (down?) to push down (Up?) his shirt.
"Well what have we here?" taunted a delightfully familiar voice.
He pushed up (down?) his shirt enough to see a pair of bootclad feet, wide spread and no more than ten feet from him.
He pushed his shirt more, revealing two jean covered legs. Very sexy legs, in Draco's oppinion. Legs that could only belong to one person. He traveled up the body, already knowing what he would find. Slender hips and waist, giving way to an ample chest, to a finely tapered neck, on top of which was the freckled face he knew and loved.
Ginny gaped at him. She forgot to hold the spell and Draco crashed on the ground (I am aware that is not how the spell works, but it's my fic, so get over it.)
Draco rubbed his neck and got up to see the business end of Ginny's wand pointed at him.
Draco raised an immaculate eyebrow. "Um, love, if you want my protection, I'd much rather settle this over a good snog... What ever I appear to have done wrong."
Ginny gaped anew. "What in the bloody nine hells are you talking about?"
Draco stopped rubbing his neck and looked at her. "Well, Hermione suggested I help protect you. And frankly love, that's a lot easier done if you put down your wand."
Ginny frowned. "Hermione sent you?"
Draco was begining to have serious missgivings. Had Hermione forgotten to tell him something? "Yeah..." he began slowly.
"But I hate you."
The sentence hit him like a brick to the chest.
Ginny looked him up and down suspiciously. "You're sure Hermione sent you?"
Draco smiled at her niavity. "Yeah."
Ginny frowned a bit more. Draco wanted to ease out that wrinkle between her eyebrows.
"Well, I guess it must mean something if you got here. But I'm not the only one here."
Draco started. "Really?"
Ginny had turned to walk to the manor, but she paused and grinned at him over her shoulder. "Yeah, but it's a guy."
Draco spluttered at the implications.
(A/N: Sorry this took so long. I've been working on All in the Game of Love a lot more than I should, but I can't help it. I'll try to get another chapter up after break. )