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Chapter Four

Ginny looked at Harry, Ron, and Hermione with lowered eyes, feeling completely ashamed. "I'm sorry," she mouthed as Draco pulled her out of the room.

Ron and Hermione stood staring at the doorway from which Ginny and Draco had left, but Harry had followed them out of the door with a taste for revenge. "Malfoy," he called to Draco and Ginny's retreating backs.

"What, Potter?" Draco spit.

"You can't take her," said Harry, "unless she willingly signed the parchment. And you cannot prove that."

"Oh but I can, Potter. I happen to carry around a small bottle of Veritaserum that I can use. Do you wish for Ginny to take the potion?" asked Draco.

Harry's eyes flitted from Draco to Ginny. Ginny seemed to have composed herself and seemed to accept the fact that she was to be Draco's slave for a week. But Harry couldn't bring himself to believe that Ginny would have signed a contract with this kind of backlash if she knew about it. "Yes. Ginny, please drink the potion."

"I will on one occasion," said Ginny. "You cannot ask me anything except, 'did you sign the contract willingly?'" Harry and Draco both nodded. Draco handed Ginny the Veritaserum and she drank it, throwing Harry a dark look as she did, knowing that the answer she would give was not the one he wanted.

"Did you sign the contract willingly?" asked Harry.

"Yes," said Ginny in a flat and lifeless voice.

Harry's face fell and Draco smirked. "I guess she's yours then," said Harry.

"Yes," said Draco and he watched as Harry retreated down the corridor to the compartment where Ron and Hermione waited, then he retrieved his wand, pointed it at Ginny, and said, "Remova Inontarto."

The Veritaserum was instantly removed from Ginny's system and she regained her normal appearance and voice. "What are you going to do have me do?" she asked Draco in a meek voice.

"You are going to fulfill my each and every desire," said Draco, smiling wickedly.

"Are you a Death Eater?" Ginny asked before she could stop herself. "Because I will not do anything to fulfill the desires of a Death Eater."

Draco's normally white face turned bright red and he whirled around to face Ginny with a fury that Harry couldn't even match. "I am no Death Eater," he spat at her.

Ginny made a small mewing noise and followed Draco back to his compartment, standing a bit farther away from him that she had before, not wanting to enrage him further. They walked into the green and silver compartment and put on their school robes.

"No way are you wearing those," said Draco as Ginny put on her Gryffindor robes.

"Why not?" asked Ginny defiantly.

"If you waltz into Slytherin wearing red and gold, you'll be mugged." He rummaged around in his trunk for a moment and produced a set of green and silver school robes. "Put these on."

Ginny stared at the robes astounded. "I'm not living with you," she said.

"Of course you are," said Draco. "You are my slave for a week, are you not? What if I get sick? Who will take care of me? Anyways, I have private chambers since I am head boy, so you will just live there for a week."

"That wasn't part of the deal," whimpered Ginny.

"It is now," said Draco.

"But I'm a Gryffindor. What about all my classes? And dinners? Where do I eat?"

"At the Slytherin table. You will go to your classes as normal, but come eat meals with me and sleep in my room. That is, if I want to sleep. You will spend your excess time in the Slytherin common room, or wherever I want you." He paused, "Dumbledore knows what is going on, and knows he cannot intervene. This is between you and me. Understand?"

"You are such a bastard," said Ginny menacingly.

"You signed it willingly," Draco said, nonplused, "you said so yourself."

They sat in silence for a few minutes before the train screeched to a stopping point. Ginny heard the familiar "Firs years o'er here," call by Hagrid, and wished that she could go visit him instead of being dragged into a thestral drawn carriage by Draco.

They were joined in their carriage by Pansy Parkingson, much to Draco's distaste. "First test, Weasley," he whispered to Ginny, "you have to kiss me now."

Ginny, not wanting to disobey his first request, because she would probably be punished, smiled sweetly at Pansy and leaned over to kiss Draco, his lips pressing tenderly onto his. Draco kissed her back and put his arms around her body, resting on her ass. Ginny's arms circled around Draco's neck.

Pansy made a disbelieving noise in the back of her throat and turned to look out the window. Draco continued to kiss Ginny as to annoy Pansy further, and when the carriages stopped in front of Hogwarts, Draco held Ginny's hand as they walked to the Slytherin table in the Great Hall.

Every single person sitting at the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff tables were looking at Ginny with pure disappointment and malice. Even Professor McGonagall was looking at Ginny, her eyes full of disappointment. The other teachers were avoiding her eyes.

Suddenly Pansy was at Draco's side once more. "Drake-ie-poo? What are you doing hanging around that bitch of a Weasley?"