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Chapter three an accident

Quidditch had begun and Ginny as usal was the chaser for the Gryffindor team. She was fast.Today there was the Gryffindor/Slytherin game. First game of the season. Ginny was doing her job as the chaser. She was sitting there, calming her breath, when a bludger came at her furiously. She tried to block her face, being as it was too later for her to move, when she felt it smack her arm, her arm snapped and she was falling...fast!. Meanwhile Draco and Harry were looking for the snitch. Out of no where there was a scream and Draco looked around to see Ginny falling quickly to the ground no one was close to her at all. Forgetting the snitch he flew fast to get her. Silently cursing himself for not paying attention to his team mates. He knew they targeted her because she was Ron's sister and Harry's ex-girlfriend. He caught her 25 feet from the ground and flew off the pitch towards the castle. Once to the doors he landed and carried her to the hospital wing. Madaam Pompfrey rushed towards them.

"Oh, dear what happened to her?" She asked quickly getting supplies.

"She was hit by a bludger and fell off her broom. Luckily I caught her before she hit the ground."

"Thank God, she could have died for sure."

At that moment the golden trie came rushing in. Ginny was still unconcious.

"Malfoy what the hell did you do to my sister?" Ron yelled.

"I didn't do anything maybe if everyone on your team was paying attention to the bluders being hit around, she wouldn't have gotten hit and fell off her broom. Did you see Hero Potter save her? No, you seen, me, a Malfoy save her. That's what has your PANTIES in a bunch. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to call a meeting for my team."

With that Draco walked out brushing past the three. Once he was in the common room, he was bombarded by nasty remarks. He ignored them and told everyone to shut up. Once everyone quieted down, he began in a slow steady voice, even though he was so angry he could avada someone.

"The littlest Weasley is NOT to be attacked. If anyone ever attacks her on or off the pitch, I will personally handle you. You all think I've lost my touch because poor me, I lost my father. Guess again. I do not want to be friends with a single one of you but, I will become your enemy if you so wish. Try me. Leave her alone," He said before turning away.

"Oh, so Drakkie-poo has a thing for the Weaslette? Does he? If Lord Voldemort and Lucius were alive, you know as well as the rest of us, that you would be severely punished. I'll be owling your mother about this Draco Malfoy. You are a not even WORTH the Malfoy lineage. She's dirt poor, your filthy rich...she'd never be able to give you what so many of us slytherin's could give you."

Turning upon this last comment, he advanced on her and in a rushed whispered tone dripping with malice, he said, "If you touch her, hex her, curse her...or anything else to her, I will personally deliver the letter to your parents regarding your death. Do you hear me? And that goes for everyone of you in here, not just Pansy,"He said turning and addressing the rest of them. With a sneerful look he went to his common room, since he was Head Boy. He went in grabbed an unopened bottle of fire whiskey and took shot after shot. It wasn't long before Hermione, who was Head Girl, came in. She seen him on her way to her room, sitting in the chair looking into the fire. When she came out 2 hours later, he hadn't moved not an inch. She approached him to see if he was asleep. He was staring into the fire, dazed out.

"Malfoy," she tried. With no such luck because he didn't even acknoledge her. "Malfoy...listen, I know you didn't do anything to Ginny. I tried to explain that to Ron and Harry but, you know those two...their hard headed. The fact remains that Ginny awoke just now...Madame Pompfrey sent me an owl. She said that Ginny's asking for you. So, please come see her before Ron and Harry come back from the victory party."

"Whhhhyyyyyaaa wood see waaaan meeeee?" He slurred.

"Have you been drinking?"

Draco laughed a drunken laugh."Of course."

"Why?"

"I..."He said pointing to his eye..."Am ooooooookkaaayy."

"Yeah, be right back."

Hermione went to grab a quick sober potion that she had made for Ron and Harry during their depressing days where they would just drink themselves into a drunken sleep. She came back and gave it to him.

"Here, drink this it sobers you up. You should be back to normal just by the time you get to the hospital wing...and before object, I wouldn't be doing this if the letter hadn't said urgent on it. So please go to Ginny, although I haven't the slightest why she requested you...just go to her and sober...NOW!"

Draco looked like a lost little boy, he downed the potion and got up to go to the hospital wing. Granger was right. By the time he got there he was completely sober. He did a quick mouth cleansing spell and then went inside. Ginny's bed was blocked off. He went around to see her. She was lying there looking at the ceiling. He sat down beside her andraised an eyebrow in question.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"Yes...Hermione told me you saved my life...so I am forever in your debt now."

"No, your not."

"Yes, Dragon," she said using the nickname she gave to him." I am."

"Red, I really don't want you in debt to me. We're friends...and well...maybe there is a way to pay back that debt after all."

"Oh...and how is that?"

"Would you, Ginny Weasley, accompany me to the halloween ball?"

Ginny laughed and held her head, that throbbed with the noise. "Of course. After all we're friends and if we both don't have dates we have to help one another out."

"We'll discuss the costume plans after you're all better. For now, I should head to bed...and you, you young lady should get some rest. I want you out of here by tomorrow. And if you do not find me in the great hall, then come to my common room...it's the painting of circe...the password is chocolate frogs.Ok?"

"Ok..."She sighed befoe closing her eyes lightly with a yawn. "Good night Draco."

"Night red."

Draco left the hospital wing with the halloween dance on his mind. What could they be? Hmm...He'd think about it after he got something to eat in the kitchens. He grabbed two sandwichs, two pumpkin juices, and an apple before heading to his room. Onc ehe'd finished, he dressed for bed and then layed down to think of costumes. He'd be purchasing them both...and he would do it sneakily...of course because he knew Ginny wouldn't allow him to purchase it for her. He knew her size...and he knew her shoe size...so it was just a matter of what to be.