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Eternallyasleep- thanks for reading, not much really happened in this chapter but it will… I promise!

Apathetically interested- THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH! Yes I am it's sad, but thank you for reading and especially for reviewing! And yes, it is a dark fic… I like them like that! Also it is true, Draco is very PMS-y in this story… it'll get better…and thanks I try really hard to get my updates up fast because I hate waiting myself… so, that's it THANKS!

Me- yea sorry 'bout the length, I'm working on that …. The length of this one is slightly disappointing though… don't be too mad!

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"OH MY GOD! Malfoy you are such a git! First you're worried about my eating and the next thing I know YOU'RE CALLING ME A FUCKING WHORE AGAIN! So make a decision Malfoy, care about me! Or don't! Be my friend! Or don't! I don't fucking care which one it is but don't switch back and forth between the two hourly!" I shouted gaining a slight audience of Slytherins that seemed puzzled as to why I was there.

Malfoy looked shocked at my outburst.

"I've gone a long time without friends Malfoy; I don't even deserve to have friends! I can deal with a lot but your mood swings are driving me insane! So make up your bloody mind! When you've decided find me! Or don't! I don't give a wit, just stop doing what your fucking doing!" my voice consistently got louder throughout my speech, I turned quickly around and my robes billowed out behind me as a stalked towards the nearest onlooker. I think his name was Blaise.

"Blaise, which way to the exit!" I asked sternly and he pointed left, I walked away.

"Am I really that moody?" Malfoy whined to Blaise, "Yea mate, ye are… it's bloody annoying too! I agree with the weaslette!"

"OI!" Malfoy protested but everyone just walked away.

When I finally got out of that murky place I ran to the nearest exit to the castle and continued running until I reached the place that Malfoy and I had spoken, at the base of Gryffindor tower. I roughly pulled the pack of cigarettes out of my pocket and extracted one from its prison. I quickly cast a fire spell on it: enflammo

And took a long drag, I still coughed a little being as it was only my second time smoking in my entire life… but I liked it. You don't deserve to like things Ginny! You're scum, you're not worth anything and you don't deserve to enjoy yourself! I heard my own voice ringing through my ears but couldn't extinguish the cigarette for fear of never feeling anything ever again….but isn't that what you want? I asked myself.

I just sat there, waiting… I didn't really care if Draco …Malfoy wanted to be my friend or not… I didn't need friends, I just liked his company, plus I didn't deserve any better company that him… you don't even deserve him!

Meanwhile, Malfoy sat in his dorm and thought. He thought about all the times he had for no reason been overtaken with rage and hate and taken it out on whoever was there. He had always blamed his outbursts on the blood his father and the dark lord had exchanged and that now poisoned his blood. (That's right ladies and gentlemen he didn't want to become a death-eater like every other living Malfoy had). But maybe the mood swings and destructive behavior towards his relationships were just part of who he was. Malfoy thought about how Ginny made him feel like he didn't have to hide behind his mask of cruelty, and just be able to lose himself and forget who he was and who he was with. But maybe there was no mask, maybe he was cruel… he certainly acted like it… even to his friends. Because when reminded of his company he would automatically switch back to the ever plaguing Lucious's son mode, or maybe he was just being himself…hmmm.
A/N: it's really really short I know! Don't hit me please! But, I can't really go any further while staying on the same track, and without completely ruining the story! But next chapter I promise promise promise promise will be longer… much longer.