A/N: LoL, thanks for those 2 reviews. Ok ok, I'm sorry for leaving such a cliffy but its my job, to have you beg for more! . Well, here you go..a nice and longer chapter 2! Enjoy, and don't forget to read or review or I'll put up more cliff hangers! XD
Draco stood there, not knowing whether to run away or continue to stare. All he could think of was, why she is here and the way she looks. Draco quickly closed his eyes before something daring happened, and after seconds he opened them.
"What are you doing here?" he snarled, giving the same old Malfoy attitude from school.
She looked at him, she was in school uniform (without the dreaded cape/cloak around her), and had two letters in her hand.
"Um, should I come back?" she noted, pointing at his towel.
Draco gasped, slowly looking down and praying his towel was still protecting him. He saw, and sighed in relief that it was secured around his waist just fine.
"No, I'm good. Besides Weasley, don't you like what you see?"
She sighed, and to his surprise she twitched a smile before giving a disgusting look.
"Um, no Malfoy. Anyways, I was sent here by the new headmistress of Hogwarts, McGonagall."
She looked at the letters in her hands, held them up towards Draco and waited for him to take them.
"Ahem.."
Draco blinked before realizing he was standing there daydreaming of him and Ginny. He promised to smack himself later and he snatched the letters away from her. After doing so, he regretted it and wanted to apologize. But he bit his tongue down, telling himself over and over 'she's a Weasley, not a Malfoy! She's a Gryffindor, not a Slytherin!'
"Those are from her, there your school supply list and other needed information."
She replied, making as little eye contact as possible. Draco however, saw this as a challenge.
"I need my stuff for school, and she sends you. Haven't you ever heard of owls? Or are you the new mail mascot animal for our school?"
She finally made eye contact with him, Draco inside screamed in victory. She looked at him intensely, wanting nothing more but to turn him into a ferret. She then smiled seductively, and Draco's groin tingled.
"Really, me the new mail mascot? That's funny, last time I checked Mcgongall made it a ferret. A white, annoying, self centered ferret."
Draco glared at her, all the while admiring such a put down that he couldn't say any better himself. She stared back, tapping her foot on the floor, hand on the waist.
"Real funny Weasel."
He snickered and before she could respond she shut the door in here face. He locked it before turning and leaning his back against the door. He sighed, running a hand threw his slick and drying hair. He laughed to himself, now just noticing that ferrets and weasels are similar in a way.
"Meant to be?" he asked, laughing and slapping himself quickly.
He wondered if she was still out there, waiting for him to open up for she could give her own comeback. He fought himself, knowing he couldn't go back and see her face again. He fought, and won for he backed away from the door and went upstairs to finally dress and prepare to head out. He went upstairs in his room, and went for his towel. He smiled brightly, glad to have had Ginny see him in nothing but a towel.
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Draco was out the door an hour later, headed down Diagon Alley. He hated shopping with his mother for he left before she even noticed he had. He decided to walk, and not attract attention from his mother by taking floo powder or anything of the sort. It was chilly and windy outside, so he grabbed his black cloak and green scarf before heading out. It was fairly cold, and each step seemed to cause a bigger wind blow. He pulled out the letters in his pocket, smiling still from his run in with Ginny this morning. He opened the letters, and noticed very little on his supply list. All he needed was 3 books and some extra cauldrons and robes. He sighed, then thought of some other way to spend his fortune that rested in his opposite pocket. He finally reached Diagon Alley, and walked around seeing very little wizards. Many of them stared continuingly at Draco, and after awhile it came uncomfortable. He truly regretted doing what he almost did to Dumbledore at the end of their 6th year. He couldn't believe there even letting him back in school! He knew once he arrived at Hogwarts, the entire school is going to be after him. Poor Crabbe and Goyle he thought, smiling afterwards at the sight of red hair blowing in the wind. He was outside of Flourish and Blotts and in front of him was no other than Ginny Weasley. She was alone, he thought, and watched as she struggled to hold the piles of books in her hands. She had about 10 so he knew she wasn't alone, and for some reason this angered him. He continued to watch her, as she balanced the books and her vibrant red hair swaying with the wind. Suddenly, someone stepped out of the store and it was Dean Thomas. He smiled at her, grabbed all the books from her and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before walking away with her. Draco stood there, red in the face but forcing it away as quick as possible.
"Can't do this, she's not mine! We don't belong together, she's not a Slytherin!"
He struggled to convince himself and after what seemed like forever (along with all the evil glares from other witches and wizards) he sighed in defeat and dragged his feet around shopping for school supplies.
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Ginny was out with Dean, shopping like old time pals. Harry had recently broken it off with her for he didn't want her to worry for him while he was off to defeat Voldemort. It hurt Ginny hearing him say such, but she sighed remembering why he was hers in the first place. She glanced down at her feet, pain consuming her.
"Gin you ok?"
Dean asked, putting his free hand on her shoulder. She sighed, held back the tears and tilted her head up at him and forced her best fake smile. He smiled back, and moved in for a kiss. This time it ended up on the lips, and Ginny needed much more at this moment. She devoured his taste, and caused him to drop the books in his hands in surprise. She opened her eyes wide in shock, and pulled away from him immediately.
"Wow, Ginny! If your going to pull that then wait till both my hands are free!"
Dean laughed, bending down to pick up the books. Ginny cried, running away from Dean.
"Ginny!" he called for her.
"I have to go, I'm sorry!" she yelled, running as fast as her legs could take her as she ran with her face buried in her hands. She cried, thinking all the while it was Harry she was with rather than Dean. Oh would she kill for someone to save her from herself, anyone could do it. She sighed, even a bloody Slytherin.
She ran for what seemed like years, and she noted her surroundings. Her running feet had taken her to Madam Puddifoot's. Ginny sighed in sadness, walking slowly towards the foggy windows. Inside, were very little people, those deeply in love trying to prove it in such precious time. A single tear ran down her cheek, nothing more. She couldn't do this to herself, Harry was gone and she didn't want him back. She bowed her head down, letting the single tear slide off her cheek and land on the sidewalk. She sobbed and sniffed, while those in the shop paid no attention to her. The sidewalk was empty, not a soul walked or stood here. Suddenly, a pair of footsteps was heard. Ginny ignored them, but when they stopped fairly close to her, she blinked the tears away and looked up at her strange visitor. She turned her head and saw to her shock, Draco Malfoy.
She went to leave but he stopped her with a simple arm gesture.
"Am I that damn dangerous to you too?"
She stopped walking, and she turned back to her original position. Both stood in front of the window, mere inches apart, watching those who didn't even though they were there.
"Must be nice." she replied quietly, doubt in every word.
"O please, like you didn't come here with the icky boy who lives and gets everything."
She looked at him, eyes full of dislike. He didn't reply, he just continued to stare in the window.
"That is very rude of you."
Draco laughed, and finally turned to look at her. She was still looking at him, that every bit of dislike in her expression. Draco smiled and stuck out his tongue. She watched, not enjoying any of it.
"Real funny Malfoy."
"I have a name Weasley."
"So do I Malfoy."
They watched each other, both knowing it was a disgrace to use their first names. The reason was unknown, but it seemed to just exist. He never used her first name, as she never used his first name. She stared at him, his ice cold eyes hitting against her soft sad brown ones. They didn't say a word, they just stared. She finally looked away and turned to leave.
"If you don't mind I need to get home now."
She expected him to come out with some insult on her family. She waited, but it never came. Instead, he stared through the window a little longer before turning to her.
"Ok then. Later Weasley."
She sighed, and headed off.
"Later Malfoy." she called from behind.
Draco watched her as she walked away, the wind dancing with her red hair and the scarf that blew to the side waving her proud Gryffindor colors. Draco watched until she disappeared from the sidewalk, and he took one last glance in the window before kicking the ground and walking away.