A/N Thanks everyone so much for the reviews. I am trying. Oh, and for the record, I didn't really want to change Draco in any way, but Snape thinks he won't be recognized so well as he is... but we see he is not. Maybe he will go back to normal.

Disclaimer: Just the storyline, and even then some comes from the Goddess known as J. K. Rowling

Chapter 3: Fights

Draco had found bench in a secluded spot by some bushes in which to lounge upon. Ginny noticed as she neared him that no matter his outward appearance, he would always be Draco Malfoy. His stance, his gestures, his airs, the way his clothes hung on him... 'Whoa, get a grip Ginny. This is the boy who let in Greystreak. It doesn't matter what he looks, he's evil.' Ginny's thoughts resparked her fire.

Draco started to stir when he felt a shadow lumme over him. He cracked open an eye. Unfortunately, Ginny was standing directly in front of the sun, so the glare behind her auburn head made her look like she was an angel complete with halo. Then Draco focused on her face and realized no angel could look that murderous.

Closing his eyes once more, Draco murmured "what do you want Weasley?"

"I want answers Malfoy. What are you doing here?"

"Same as you I suspect. Although why you're not with your precious Potter is anyone's guess. Did he leave you for that mudblood?"

Ginny was furious. Malfoy was still laying on the concrete bench so she couldn't even hit him, push him, or anything. And his eyes were still closed. The prat wasn't even looking at her! She knew that she should just leave him alone and go home to tell Tonks and Lupin, but she wanted her own revenge.

"Get off your fucking arse Malfoy. And you'll keep your comments to yourself. You have NO right to even think about Harry, much less say his name. And don't you dare ever call Hermoine that ever again. One day you"ll have to answer for everything you've done."

Draco finally got up lazily. "And I suppose you are going to be the punisher. What are you going to do Weasley? Spank me?"

She slapped him. He was mostly expecting something of the sort, but his face still snapped to the side from the impact. Slowly, he brought his face back around to Ginny, eyes blazing. "Watch yourself little girl. You wouldn't want to suddenly die."

Ginny might be considered suicidal from her next comment. "Well, you sure wouldn't be the one to kill me. You're too much of a coward. As much at you hated Dumbledore, you couldn't even kill him." The next thing she knew, Ginny was flying in the air and landed painfully on her arm as she hit the ground.

"Bitch. Don't talk about what you don't understand," Draco spat then left her lying where she fell.

Ginny struggled to her feet, humiliated to feel tears on her cheeks. She watched Malfoy push past a group of girls into the building. She was a bit shocked that he had hurt her this much with just one hit. He hadn't even used his wand or a curse. That just made her realize how mad he truly must have been. Now she was faced with a dilemma. She didn't know what to do about Draco.

Frustrated, she swiped the tears away with her good arm. She wasn't sure how well she could move her other one, but it hurt to try, so she just held it to her. Walking back to the school, the bell rang again reminding Ginny that she still had an afternoon of classes. Groaning she headed off in the direction of the stairs, remembering that her class was on the third floor.

The hallways were so crowded that Ginny couldn't help but get bumped in her arm. Each occurrence brought more tears to her eyes, but, to her extreme gratitude, none of them fell.

Somehow she made it through all of her classes, even though she had no idea what was covered. She looked at her papers and she had written a few notes down, but she couldn't remember hearing them. She didn't care too much though. Ginny was just happy that she could finally go home.

Too bad her desires didn't immediately come true.

The plan was for her to walk home after school. The little "family" was renting a house five blocks from campus and the town was safe so Ginny didn't envision a problem. That was before she knew Draco Malfoy was in the town.

Apparently, he followed her as she left the door and stayed out of sight for the first few blocks. But, when she was two blocks away she was grabbed by her hurt arm. The shock and pain was so great that she couldn't even scream. She almost blacked out as her attacker pulled her down a dirt road and behind some trees. He finally let go of her arm with a jerk which caused her to emit a whimper and her previously unshed tears to fall.

"Oh quit the crying," Draco told her taking out his wand. Ginny was about to scream and try to run away, but Malfoy was faster. He cured her arm. One minute her arm was throbbing and the next she felt nothing. Ginny just stared at him. For one, she was quite shocked, and for another Draco forced the confrontation. He was the one who would talk.

Draco started to figit, not sure how to start. "Where are you going?" He ended up blurting out.

"Home," was all Ginny gave him.

Draco was getting frustrated. "Where? And are the rest of your million siblings going to be there?"

"Malfoy, you can fish all you want, but you aren't going to get anything out of me. And I don't know why you bothered with the disguise. Anyone who knows you could never mistake you," she added before attempting to get around him and back to the street.

Draco tapped his head with his wand muttering. Instantly, he looked normal again. At the same time, he stepped in front of Ginny to block her escape route. "You wanted answers earlier. Now I want to know some answers."

"Ha! Yeah, I did, and do you know what you did? You broke my arm!" Even though Ginny just got her arm healed, she was in no mood to play nicely.

"Yeah, and you are lucky that is all that was broken after what your slattern mouth said." His smirk looked much more natural on his original features.

"Great way to try to get me to talk Malfoy. Keep on insulting me and see where it gets you." If Draco wasn't going to let her pass, fine. She stood, hands on hips, and glared at him. True to Malfoy style, he glared back. Neither of them moved for a full minute. The pale, blond haired, silver eyed man towering over the little red haired, brown eyed girl.

Finally, Ginny said "if you aren't going to talk, kindly let me go home."

"To whom?"

Exasperated, Ginny sighed, "we have been through this. Are you completely daft? I won't tell you anything."

Just as frustrated, Draco replied, "fine. How about we both answer the same questions. And if one of us answers a question then the other one has to."

"How do I know that if I answered that you would. I don't trust you Malfoy."

"How about you start coming up with a plan. I don't see you having any bright ideas. You know just as well as I do that we have to talk about this. Do be so stupid Weasley."

"Ok. Neither of us trusts each other, but we both want to know stuff. Ok, three questions. We will both answer the same three questions. Then will you let me go home?"

"Only if we both agree ahead of time what the questions will be and who will answer them first."

"What? You are answering them first. Your lying arse won't answer shit if I tell you my answers first."

"This shouldn't surprise you Weasley, but I don't trust you anymore than you trust me. I don't trust you, I don't like you, and I would rather not be standing here talking to you right now. However, I need to know what you are going to do now that you have seen me."

"Well, let's get the questions out of the way. And I suppose that is one of them cause I want to know what you are going to do as well. Who are you with? And who sent you here?"

"That's three. I'll answer your questions first and you answer mine first."

Ginny thought it over. "That seems fair."

"Good. I am by myself, and Snape sent me here." Those were the shortest answers he could have given, so Ginny decided she wouldn't give him anymore than he gave her.

" I am living with Lupin," she thought she heard a mumbled 'werewolf' but ignored it. "And my parents made this choice."

"Now. What are you going to do about today?" Draco was slightly apprehensive.

"What if you don't like the answer. What are you going to do?" Ginny didn't really want to piss off Malfoy again. One broken arm in a day was good enough for her thanks.

"Answer the damn question. Those were the rules."

"And since when does a Slytherin care about rules?"

"We aren't sheltered away at Hogwarts anymore little girl. This is the real world. Grow the fuck up. We made a deal, and if you don't abide by that deal there will be consequences." Draco's cold anger was truly terrifying, but Ginny would rather die than show she was afraid of Malfoy.

Her own eyes on fire, Ginny said "Nothing. I would prefer if you didn't even exist anymore."

Draco smirked, "good. I won't say anything either."

They both looked at each other wondering if they were lying. But, they both decided that since they knew they didn't lie, maybe the other one didn't lie either. With one last glare at each other, Draco turned and they went their separate ways with very interesting things on their minds.

A/N I hope you like the two of them together.