A/N: Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does.

Goodness what day is it? There are absolutely no calendars around anywhere.

So far I've met his mum. She seems nice. She has warm brown eyes with golden honey hair. She looks too good for someone her age, I suspect. But then again maybe she was young when she had Malfoy...The point is that she is pretty, I suppose. She seems a bit scared of her husband, but after he was gone, she was very nice to me. She wanted to get to know me better since Malfoy and are supposedly an item, so we had tea and cakes, we then planned to see a play afterwards at the playhouse. I was right, this family is bit old fashion. I was dressed in the most beautiful dress I had ever worn in my life. A white lace dress that had the pattern of flowers on it, I did feel bad lying to her though...

Why?

Whoa, what the...who are you?

Ginny, you silly goose.

You can't be Ginny....

And why not?!

Because.....this is just like Tom Riddle! I mean you could be him!!

Please. If I was Tom Riddle, you would be dead already.

True.....

Ok, you want me to prove it? FINE. 6th year you got drunk on butterbear, at least you thought it was, I tried to stop you. I swear.... And then you did a nice little table dance.....for the Slytherin guys.....And yes they are still talking about it.

Ok, so you know a dark secret....

Your favorite color is blue. Your favorite jewels are emeralds. And you keep a secret cell phones in your trunk at the foot of your bed when you come to Hogwarts in case of "emergenies".

Ok, I believe you. Only you know about the cell phone. How is Hogwarts? Why are you talking to me through here?

Well Ron is a wreck....what did you say to him?

He cheated on me. That jerk cheated on me. So I dumped him, apparently he found out his feelings a little too late....

Oh. Good for you then! It's nice to see you standing up for yourself for a change. He can't stop talking about you.

Too bad, I'm trying to piece my heart back together and he won't be part of that.

Okay I only have so much time so for now important topic! I'm writing to you through this so you don't get caught owling and any info you better report here so I report it back to Dumbledore, got it?!

Now this is an orginal idea.....very clever. I'll report!

So you're at the Manor. What is that like?

Very fancy house. Like the Builtmore house in America. You remember the picture I showed you of it?

Yes....You're so lucky....even if you are stuck with Malfoy....

Don't remind me......he kissed me...

WHAT?!

Nothing like "I love you!" but still it was a kiss...

Yes. Are you sure the water is inspected there? Because Malfoy doesn't kiss.....

Muggle borns?

Yes, this is getting interesting! Almost popcorn worthy! Now get on to this day of yours.

She was being so nice to me. "I'm glad Draco found someone special. I'm surprised he hadn't written to us about you." she said, happily. Okay Hermione, think!

"Oh, well it was a bit sudden. We wanted to keep it low profile especially with his fame around school. We didn't want to pressure the relationship." I explained, as I took a sip of my tea so she wouldn't see my victory smile.

Go Mione!

Yes I know....look for me on the stage! "Oh, I can see why you would do that." she said understandingly with approval.

"Yes, Hogwarts gossip goes around faster than you would think. We didn't want to be part of the rumor mill, we weren't even sure if we would work out as a couple at first so we just wanted to keep it low key as possible." I continued. She smiled at me with a chuckle.

Wait...there's gossip?

Ha, ha, Ginny, very funny.

"Yes, I remember the stories that would go around. I'm glad he found someone with looks and smarts too."

"Thank you." I said, blushing a bit. She looked at me. She was staring but she had a gleam in her eye like she knew something that I didn't.

"What?" I asked her. She just softly smiled.

"Take care of him. Love is what keeps us and saves us from death. Remember that." I was puzzled a bit. Love is what keeps us and saves us from death. What did she mean by that?

Hey don't ask me....

Well isn't that a weird quote? I mean she's known me for like a day and she's says something like that.....Just not normal conversation....

She's a Malfoy....think about the family...They aren't the best in the head, let's leave it to that, shall we?

Before I could ask her what it meant. A bell rang. "Oh, it's time to go to the play." she announced and went to go get Malfoy.

Darn....

The play was interesting, it was an odd remake of Cinderella, more gritter, more real. I personally liked it but I hear Malfoy snoring after thirty minutes.

Ha ha! Blackmail! Use it Mione...feel it's power...

Ok now your scaring me.....

But the first time you actually got something on him, and your not using it? Where is the Mione I know?

It's just I think he could be human....I excused myself to go to the bathroom. After I locked the door, I heard voices talking in the next room. I took one of the glass cups in the bathroom and pressed them against the wall to see if it was Lucious. I listened in.

Oh, please the cup trick?! So over done.

Come on, work with me here!

"What do you mean he lost it!!" he gritted out.

"Well, after the lock down at Hogwarts...."

"Damn, I knew we shouldn't have done it. I told him we should've just done Plan B. But no... More damage control." He said angrily. Him? What is this it? But their voices dropped. I dared not to make a noise because if he thought I was listening in he could find me out. I looked at the watch I smuggled.

Mione smuggling in muggle stuff in the Malfoy Mansion...go on with your bad self!

I could stay in here about 5 minutes max. I prayed that they would rap it up. After a couple minutes I heard him slam the door shut and walk away. I sighed with relief against the wall as I write this. I need to talk to Malfoy now. But I will have to wait until tonight, or after the play ends. Blasted! And that was my day so far....

Well it was okay....did you have popcorn?

I've tried to figure out probably a huge case and you're wondering if I had popcorn at the play....

Well I'm a theater freak (Just as you are, may I remind you of the Theater 6 incident?) plus I've got Ron over my shoulder...

WHAT?!?!

Kidding! I love to scare you! But come on popcorn or not?

Yes there was popcorn. Though I didn't get any....

Aww....Oh wait.....I've got to go, Ron just came in...for REAL this time. Can't have him snooping....If you write anything, put a note at the top of the page and I'll read it.

That's a odd comforting feeling....

(Rolls eyes)

Don't roll your eyes at me!

Oh please, relax. Go have dinner...and maybe a ice cream, or better yet a chill pill. Remember to not rush it. Details are everywhere....

Thank you. Now which should I choose....green silk or white silk? For dinner I mean?

You lucky duck....But if seems as if you care about what Malfoy thinks of your appearance...

I don't! I want to make a good impression!

Whatever....if anything, neither. Go for peach.....

After the play, came dinner unfortunately. I took Ginny's advice of wearing peach for dinner and it seemed to garner the approval of the table. Malfoy, seemed to notice my bit of rush to finish eating and was even more noticeable with his. I was surprised he would eat so fast, I was eating fast because I was terrified of the place, while Malfoy had no reason to eat in a such a manner.

"Why Draco, why are you eating so fast? The house isn't on fire!" his mother joked lightly.

"Well we" he motioned to me and then to himself "are going out tonight." Her face lit up.

"Really? Where?"

"I'm taking her to a club." he said simply. Wait, what? I wasn't in on this plan. He then looked at me, and I forced a smile.

"I love to dance." I shrugged a bit, going along with the plan. Nasscria laughed.

"I remember when Lucious took me to one. Do you remember that dear?" He scowled at her.

"No." Her face dropped a bit.

"Okay then." she said trying to be happy again, but I could tell her balloon deflated bit. I felt a bit sorry for her. "Well I hope you two have a good time." I smiled at her. I took some paper I had in pocket and I tried to write as secretively as possible.

Ok...this is news to me. Why in Merlin's name are you taking me to a club?!

I slipped the piece of paper into his hand. He discreetly read it. He wrote back

Trust me, I have a reason.

And that would be?...I wrote back.

Don't get your knickers in a twist, you'll find out when we get there. Oh and wear something sexy.

Strange. I sent him a bit of a death glare but when I saw his parents starting to look at us, I turned it into a loving stare. God, where is my BAFTA?

"Remind me why I'm wearing this?" I asked him as we stood outside a nightclub a couple hours later. It was very cold and I wasn't in the mood to be standing in a line.

"So you'll blend in." At his suggestion, I was wearing a black halter top, black pants, and stelitto boots. My feet were already killing me and it gave me all the more justification for why I don't put myself out there fashion wise.

"God, I don't know why you belong to this club but it better be good." I warned him as we approached the bouncer. He looked like he was nuzzling my neck but he hissed when I was stiff.

"Chill. Pretend I'm Weasel or whoever is your boyfriend." I turned to look at him. I swear there were tears in my eyes. He looked at me strange but couldn't ask his question because we were at the bouncers. By now he had his arm around my waist.

"Yo Draco!" the bouncer said.

"Burney." he said and they did some kind of hand thing. It must've been a guy thing.

"This your date?" he asked.

"Of course."

"Pretty one isn't she?" he said smugly. I grinned like I liked all of this. It wasn't actual me the bouncer was complimenting me on. It was this other me, he saw. I felt somewhat down but it was nothing new to me. Besides Ron, no one I knew of had really liked me that way. We were allowed into the club against the protest of the long line behind us once Malfoy's name was mentioned. We entered the club.

"Draco!" some guy said, waving. He was tispy, and not afraid to show it apparently.

"Draco." purred another girl, black-brown bob of hair, a very short red dress that clinged onto her skin, to Malfoy. He smirked.

"Nah uh Rachel, got myself a date." he winked at her. She pouted, and then winked, like she knew they would get together later. She made sure I saw it too.

"So how's the new girl?" I could hear the guy ask Malfoy. He smirked.

"Oh she's awesome, picked her up off the street. She's attracted to me like moths to light."

"So how long she here for?"

"Maybe a couple snogs, nothing interesting though." he said, looking at me. I felt a bit hurt, but I pretended I was some airhead who couldn't hear the conversation. After a few boring minutes. Malfoy was dragging me up.

"Now we dance." He expected me to dance after an insult?

"No." He stopped.

"No? Why not?" I went over to one of the secluded cushions and sat down.

"I don't dance." I said flatly. He looked at me like I had said that his father's bank account had just run out.

"What do you mean, you can't dance?" He asked me, sitting next to me.

"I just don't dance."

"Oh wait I know why. Your always so tense. You need to loosen up, and I know how." I looked at him like he was crazy. I'm not tense. I just have a lot of work that I take seriously. How else would it get done? There are deadlines that have to be met!

"Oh really? How?" I dared him. He left after this comment to somewhere in the back and returned with two drinks. "Alcohol?!" I hissed. "I don't drink." He rolled his eyes.

"Live a little Granger. It's not like anyone here is going to recognize you, and it won't kill you. Besides." He took a sip of whatever he was drinking and smirked. "If you don't, you'll never find out the info I scored from this party." I looked at him in pure shock.

"How..."

"I have my ways. Now drink up." I looked at the drink.

"What is it?" I asked, holding up the glass and looking at it's contents.

"It's a Comospolitian." he replied.

"Is it any um, good?" Were drinks, considered good?

"How would I know?"

"You mean you don't know?!" Great, it could be rat's poison for all I know!

"All the girls I bring, order this. So it must be somewhat good." he said, taking another sip of this drink.

I took a small sip. It wasn't so bad, I hadn't swallowed that much. "There I drank some of it." And I put the glass down.

"Nah uh." he said, giving me back the glass. "Take a real sip." I groaned and rolled my eyes and downed it. Whoa, the alcohol was rushing to my head.....

"Gee Granger, I didn't mean that, but okay..." he smirked. I glared at him.

"Now do you share the info?"

"Yes, now come on dance." I let him lead me onto the dance floor. That alcohol must have been getting to my head because I was dancing. He put his hands around my waist, bringing me closer than I wanted to be.

"Don't move away. Just put your arms around my neck. They're watching us." he whispered in my ear. I reluctantly complied. We have to keep this up in the party.

"Now tell me Malfoy."

"Now, I happen to know that someone from Hogwarts is here at this moment. And yes they are a snitch." I looked at him shocked.

"Who is it?" He smirked. He danced me around so my back was to his front. I saw in front of me, Blaise.

"Blaise?" I whispered in his ear.

"Correct." and he led me off the dance floor. So he wanted to show, not tell. Very sneaky, odd, but sneaky. I excused myself to the bathroom. When I came back Malfoy was making out with "Rachel". For some reason I got very angry and stalked of into the chilly air. Malfoy, surprising followed me.

"So you made me wear this." I said, pointing to my outfit. "And made me drink just to get a glance at this one guy and go let you hook up with another girl! I can't believe it." I scoffed and shook my head. I felt cheap. "And now we have to walk!" So here we were, walking. My feet were killing me but I wasn't going to let him know that. Plus it was getting colder by the minute. I was trying to think and process this. I was ripped from my thoughts when a jacket was put on my shoulders. I looked up and saw Malfoy.

"You were shivering." he said simply and continued walking. I ran up to catch up with him.

"No I wasn't." I said stubbornly.

"Yes you were, you were thinking too much to know it."

"Thank you." I said quietly. I sneaked a look at him. In the moonlight he seemed....different. Yes I suppose that is the word. He didn't look as hard or mean as he did usually. He looked, I don't know, innocent?

"What are you looking at Granger?" he asked me. I shook my head. He had caught me.

"Nothing." I said quickly. He smirked. "Why did you kiss me?" I blurted out. "I know it wasn't anything but still, I was just wondering why you did." He stopped and looked at me. I cocked my head and he smiled a bit.

"You really don't know do you?" he asked me softly.

"No..." I trailed off, as he touched my cheek. I closed my eyes. "What don't I know?" I asked, when I opened my eyes.

"How beautiful you are when you're angry." he said even softer. Realizing what he confessed, he looked toward the ground. I smiled.

"Are you sure it's not just the charm?" I asked. He looked up.

"I'm sure. I look at you and I see you, Hermione." I smiled. He used my name.

"You really think I'm beautiful? Or are you saying it because you have to?" I asked him. I needed to know. You can't tease girls about beauty. He smirked.

"You actually believed it? Ha! I didn't know I was this good!"

"Okay, I owe you." the boy from the bar said, coming out of the shadows, giving Malfoy some money. I was ready to kick him right there. I wanted to cry, first Ron now this, I had never felt so used. I stared at him. When he turned to look at me and saw how upset I was, I could've sworn I saw regret.

"I'm going to the Mansion." I said flatly and coldly. He winced a bit, I was colder than he usually was. With a flick of my wand, I was back in the room.

It was so confusing, how come when he said I was beautiful, I was so happy? I mean he's a Malfoy, I suppose to hate him, yet when he says I'm beautiful I'm making sure it's true. But he looked so truthful when he said the words. It's all confusing. I wish I knew how to figure it out........

Hm....that is interesting....

GINNY!

That's my name! So Malfoy's acting like he's a human....or at least you thought he was

Yes.

And your liking it....

Maybe...

I knew it!

What?

You like him!!

WHAT?!

I've known since May of last year. Don't deny it....

Okay Ginny, did you go over the deep end because I don't like him....

Hello! It's obvious. You both like each other.

Whoa, rewind and freeze! What are you talking about?

Luna and I have been talking. And it makes sense. He's always picking on YOU. Which is a way for a guy to say they like you.

Where does it say that?

Go look it up. But anyway....it's like the time you hated Busted. You hated them so much that you ended up loving them by years end. That's what you do. You hate something enough, you learn to love it. And that's what will happen to you and Malfoy, according to Luna.

Well Luna's wrong.

Whatever...remember I look good in Green when you pick out theBridesmaids dresses.