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Ginny as usual did not expect anything, not one single piece of mail. Her parents already knew about moving up a grade and no one else would be sending her anything, so when the family owl swooped down and dropped a letter in her lap she was surprised. She picked the letter out of her empty lap and flipped it over. She noticed a wax seal but there was no crest to sign it.

I wonder who it's from.

Well it's the family owl, so it's definitely not from your family. Sarcasm laced the voice in her head.

Well it looks professional doesn't it?

No dar…

My god I am so annoying I wish I would shut up!

Well shut up and open it!

I am!

She opened up the wax seal and pulled out the folded parchment. She unfolded it and begun to read.

To our Dearest Ginny,

Your mother and I are pleased (or not so pleased in your mothers sense) to say you are now in the final stages of your betrothal.

Do not start yelling when you realize who it is seeing as it is not official. Whilst you are opening this, Draco Malfoy should have received a similar envelope and should be reading through it as well.

Her mouth dropped open, NOT Malfoy, anyone but Malfoy.

Yes Ginerva, before you boil please realize Mr. Malfoy has got feelings too, so it would please me to know that you have not screamed at him.

Your betrothal will be announced officially at a Christmas ball being held at the Malfoy's Manor.

Please, for now do not let your feelings get the better of you; nobody needs a Weasley temper on the rampage.

Your Mother has also told me to write and say she is just as 'Happy' as you are about this, but please remember this is securing your future.

You're Loving Father,

Arthur Weasley

Ginny was steaming.

How could this have happened!

It's not as bad as I think it is.

YES IT IS!

Hey, he's hot, rich, and is meant to be great in bed.

I did not just say that

I think I did

AH! I SHOULD GO WASH MY MOUTH OUT!

EW, SOAP IN MOUTH? DON'T BE STUPID

ARRGGHHH!

She looked across the hall at the Slytherin table to see Malfoy staring daggers at her, he was just as happy as she was, Blaise was next to him reading the letter. He looked up at her, his eyes dancing mischievously as he once again winked at her.

"Gin Gin what's wrong? Do you feel sick? You're still not eating enough, have another helping of eggs. Wait, why are staring at Malfoy, he hasn't hurt you has he? Do you want me to have a word to him?" Ronald was leaning over her to get the eggs.

"RONALD SHUT YOUR MOUTH! IF I WANTED MORE FOOD I WOULD GET MORE FOOD, IF I FELT SICK I WOULD MAKE SURE YOU WERE STANDING NEXT TO ME SO I COULD CHUCK UP THE 'EXTRA HELPING OF EGGS' OVER YOUR FAVOURITE FUCKING ROBES. AND IF MALFOY DID DO SOMETHING TO ME, I DOUBT YOU COULD DO MORE THAN GET YOUR OWN FUCKING WAND STUCK UP YOUR OVERLY LARGE NOSE. GET OUT OF MY WAY!" Ginny was red in the face as she stormed out of the awkwardly silent hall. Everyone had stopped eating and was staring opened mouthed at the spot where the verbal thrashing had been. In that spot all that now stood was a dumb struck Ron and the burning piece of parchment she had jut received.

Ginny had finally escaped all the talk and rumors that had been flying around. She had retreated to the library for some peace and quiet.

It was dark outside, she had fallen asleep in the library and now it was night, around ten o'clock to be precise. She had no idea how she had gotten through the day. People had either applauded her for smashing her brother's pride or scolded her for making a scene; some of the first and second years avoided her, saying she might even kill people.She walked down a dark corridor, somewhere on the second level.

Four more levels to go

She heard the scuff of a shoe behind her. She turned around but saw nothing. It was dark and she was scowling, she didn't like feeling that she was being followed. She turned back around and came face to face with Harry.

"Bloody Oath Harry, you scared me." She had jumped two feet in the air at the sight of him.

"Sorry Ginny, you shouldn't be out this late, something could happen" He inched closer to her

"Yea, I guess it could, I fell asleep in the library" she furrowed her brow as he took another step closer.

"You know, you've changed Ginny and your heaps better at Quidditch, you've got a nice strong back hand." He was whispering to her as he continued to inch closer. Ginny sighed.

"Harry, what are you doing? If I didn't know any better I would say you were coming onto me even though you're with Hermione."

"Come on Gin, no-one will know." He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"Oh, NOW you wanna get with me! Now that I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole!" she furrowed her eyebrows at him. He continued to inch closer, anger swelling in his emerald eyes as he grabbed her wrist.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you Potter, even though he don't wanna admit it, she off limits." Blaise was leaning up against the wall with the typical Slytherin smirk on his face.

"Zabini, leave off, go…wank in an empty closet and she ain't off limits either, at least to anyone except Slytherin" Harry was annoyed that the Zabini kid had come and killed his fun.

"Oh as I said, maybe... I guess both of them don't want to admit it but she is off limits, she's Draco's" he had a strange, lustful glint in his eyes as he now locked eyes with Ginny. "And Draco only shares if he feels like It." he was smirking like a mad man now.

"WHAT! I ain't Malfoy's property." She broke of the gaze she was sharing with Blaise and looked at Harry scathingly.

"And Harry, no matter how hard you try you can't have me, you could've up to my third year, but you, Are to Slow." She pushed Harry away and started to walk to the common room. As she disappeared around the corner Harry turned back to Blaise.

"Zabini" he growled "where do you get off calling her Malfoy's" he spat the name "property."

"But she is." With that he to turned and walked off, with a swish of his black robes he was gone, leaving an angered Potter behind.

Ginny stormed up to the common room.

"Aren't you up late?" the fat lady was glaring at her.

"Shove it. Decolorize green." She glared back at the portrait as it swung open. She stepped through and started to make her way up to the dorms.

"Harry, your ba- Ginny? What are you doing up, you should be in bed, you need your slee-wait why are you glaring?" Ron was blabbing…again.

"Shove off Ronald and leave me the fuck alone. Stop treating me like a fucking four- year old!" she stood her ground waiting for a comeback when the portrait swung open and in stepped a be-grudged Harry.

"WHAT THE HELL DID ZABINI MEAN, YOU BELONG TO MALFOY! OFF-LIMITS AYE? WHAT YOU SCREWING MALFOY AS A SIDE PROJECT OR SOMETHING?" Harry stood there, obviously hurt that she had rejected him, especially in front of a Slytherin.

"Potter, if you're going to be irrational, I don't think I want to talk to you, not that its any of your business." She looked at all three of them, noticing that Ron was about to add something on and obviously he understood what had happened and stood behind Harry all the way. "I don't need to tell any of you so rack off and mind your own business!" she stormed up to her dorm room, followed by Hermione.

"Ginny, what was that about? What does he mean Malfoy; you know you can tell me I'm your friend." She looked at Ginny.

"Granger if you were my friend, you would realize it was nothing that I want to tell you and you would be well aware that I don't want to speak to you or converse with you in any way!" Ginny's voice had risen, she was speaking just loud enough that all the girls in her dorm were now sitting up and soaking in the words like the little gossip sponges they were.

"Ginny, you're not in your right mind, just tell me what happened. I know it involved Malfoy, did you sleep with him because if its that and your just ashamed we can go and ask Madam Pomfrey for help, hey we could even go to Professor McGonagall, she'd help" Hermione was once again using the older sister tone.

Ginny started to laugh.

"You just don't fucking get it do you? I DON'T WANT YOUR HELP! And it is NOT YOUR business what I do with anyone. FUCK OFF GRANGER!" she looked absolutely wicked in the candle light.

"Hermione, she doesn't WANT to tell you anything. Rack off." Lavender was standing next to Ginny. "You know Hermione; you should really stop being such a busy body." Lavender had continued.

"You see Granger? It's no wonder you've got no friends, other than two guys who wanna get in your pants. You just don't get the subtle hints." Ginny smirked as the mudblood ran out of the room, Tears streaking down her face.

Yep that's the end of that chapter.