UPDATE: Freshly edited this chapter as of August 2nd,so ithopefully doesn't suck as much as it did the first time around!

"What the…" Malfoy asked, now very confused. "Okay, before my wand comes out, somebody had better explain what the heck is going on here. Starting with who this floating fat guy is, what I'm doing here, and what Weasley is blathering about."

"I, thank you very much, am a god. Cupid, in fact," said god informed Malfoy, a bit put out. "Floating fat guy, indeed."

"Somehow I'd pictured you to be a bit more…god-like," Malfoy said, not concerned about angering a god in the least.

"Anyways," Cupid said, ignoring Malfoy's barb, "I lead both yourself and Miss Weasley here through a dream to help me deal with a big problem at Hogwarts. You've probably noticed it – strange things happening with no recognizable cause…"

"Like the little Hufflepuff spewing flames without anyone cursing her?" Ginny asked, finally figuring it out.

"Yes!" Cupid cried, pleased that she understood. "You see, I was making a love potion for those two oblivious Gryffindors, Ron and Hermione, you know, to speed things up a little, but I may have messed up a little. There was another recipe underneath the one for love potions, and I sort of, um… got the two mixed up a bit. Anyway, you've seen the results. Chaos."

"I'll say," Draco interrupted. "Snape, with a country accent and boxers named Bob! That takes an awful lot of chaos."

"Anyways, I have the recipe for a potion to counter it, however, I'm an ethereal being, so that kind of makes things difficult."

"Ethereal?" Ginny asked.

"Basically it means that I'm insubstantial. Kind of like a ghost," Cupid replied.

"Ah…" Ginny said, understanding now.

"Yeah, you see my problem. I normally use Aphrodite's lounge, as I'm a physical being in there, but she just got herself a new boyfriend – Ares, 'god of war.' He's a wimp AND a jerk, but all pretty Aphro cares about is his looks. Sheesh. Anyway, she's locked the door, and I can't get in. Even if I could get in, I wouldn't want to, 'cause I SO don't want to see what they're doing back there. Blech. So, you'll have to make the potion for me."

"Why choose Malfoy and me as partners, of all people?" Ginny asked. "We're enemies, in case you hadn't noticed."

"Well, all I knew at the time was that both of you are smart and capable, and if you say you're enemies, that simply means you'll have different skills. Ginny, your gifts with spells and self defense in general will help to keep both of you out of harm's way, and Draco excels at brewing potions. I would simply have chosen Hermione, who is good at everything except astrology, but I would have to have paired her with someone else for safety's sake. That might mess up her relationship with Ron, thereby defeating the whole purpose of the original potion. Anyway, here's the recipe for the antidote. Take notes now, I might not get it right the second time." Cupid instructed. The partners scrabbled for a quill and some parchment as Cupid waited patiently.

"Ready? Okay then. You need –

Three unicorn hairs

The ashes of a male phoenix

Giant drool

Five cups of mashed burping berries

Three snare-tree leaves

Stir counter-clockwise for exactly thirteen minutes, and then give it to me. I'll dip my arrow in it, and fix this whole mess before you can say love-potion."

"Good." Ginny said. "Snape has already traumatized me enough. I don't know if I could have taken any more chaotic events."

"Oh, and one more thing. You won't be safe from the chaos, in or out of the school. I'd expect at least one chaotic thing to happen to both of you daily, if not more." Cupid said, amid the children's groans. Blowing a kiss to Ginny, Cupid bowed dramatically and disappeared, leaving a burst of hearts in his wake.

An awkward silence rose as the last of the hearts faded. The two glared at each other, as it would set a bad precedent if they didn't act as enemies. Finally, Ginny became the first to break eye contact.

Malfoy gave a condescending snort at Ginny's ineptitude, and broke the silence.

"Say, Weasley, you aren't actually going to do what the fat midget told you to, are you?" he asked mockingly.

"Well, why not? Aren't you?" Ginny questioned.

"Of course not!" Malfoy scoffed. "Now, I don't know what he's trying to accomplish by feeding us that tall tale, but I assure you, I am not going to fall for it. Besides, even if something were going on, it would be much too degrading to work with a Weasley."

Ginny flushed hotly at this, but continued as if nothing was wrong. "And what about Snape? Surely you can't just dismiss that as a common occurrence!"

"A rumor only." Malfoy dismissed.

"So…so that's it then. Nothing happened, and I can't change your mind."

"That's right, Weaslette," Malfoy said, sprawling out onto a bench lazily.

"Well, fine then. I'll just have to do it on my own!" Ginny cried.

"You? You couldn't brew a potion if you tried."

"Well, at least I'm going to try, instead of being a spineless git like you!"

"I'm no coward," Malfoy said, his voice hardening. "I'm just too cunning to have a trick like that pulled over my head. You, on the other hand, are much too stupid, and are just going to go charging in on a problem that you know nothing about. A heroic thought, Weasley, but one that will get you killed. Then again, since I care nothing for your life, go right ahead. I'll stay right here, and will point and laugh when you fail."

"I won't fail!" Ginny said, practically yelling at this point. "You'll see!"

Malfoy granted that with only a bemused glance, and then walked away, presumably back to his bed. Ginny stalked away.

"Stupid Malfoy," she muttered under her breath. "I'll have to drag him along. If I can't convince him, then maybe Harry will go with me. No," she said, after a moment's thought. "Harry's absolutely horrid at potions. In fact, only Slytherins have a knack for them. I guess I'll recruit one of them instead. An easily intimidated first year will do. Easily intimidated! Who am I kidding? Slytherins aren't intimidated by anything. One thing's for sure, though. It's up to me to fix this mess now."

Sorry about the ending, they aren't my finer points. I've revised the first chapter a ton, so hopefully it sucks a ton less than it did the first time around. Thanks to all of my reviewers for being patient with my high-speed story. I'm TRYING to move more slowly in the plot, but I'm not a naturally patient person, so I apologize for anything that goes too fast. On a happier note, finals are over, I have "A" averages for both classes that were only a semester long, and I now have time to write more since it's Christmas break. So, the next chapter SHOULD be up soon, but I can't guarantee anything because Word has been acting up and being EVIL! Grrrrrrr….. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! Pretty pleeeease? Just hit the purple button and tell me if you like it or not. Thanks!