A/N: So here's chapter eight… enjoy! (and review :P)(or else I'll or else you)(and then you'll just be very confused)(which you probably are now too…)

Chapter Eight

"So what happened yesterday anyway?" Ginny asked, as she poured Draco a glass of water. Draco yawned.

"It's a long story," he said, stretching. He felt much better since last night.

"A story you're going to tell me, right?" she laughed.

"Only if you're a good little girl today and you do all your chores," he said, grinning as he accepted an apple from her.

"Then you'll tell me?"

"Maybe," he said, taking a big bite out of the apple. Ginny didn't know how it happened, but it seemed like after the last night's events they had become… friends?

"Tell me now!" she said, pouting, and he laughed again. Neither of them mentioned the work she was meant to be doing. After a couple of hours of sitting on Draco's bed, and talking about old days at Hogwarts ("You were such an asshole!" "You were friends with loony Luna!"), Draco finally got up first.

"Aren't you supposed to be doing something?" he teased. Ginny groaned.

"If you make me scrub that toilet one more time I swear I'll commit suicide! Ah ha! And then what will you do?"

"Resurrect you from the dead so you can do it."

"You're the laziest guy I've ever met!"

"Is that so bad?"

"Yes!"

"Oh well. Nobody's perfect!"

"And I'm nobody!" they said together, and cracked up laughing.

"Want to play Exploding Snap?" he asked, after a while. Ginny giggled.

"Ok, but I'm warning you, I'm REALLY good at that game!"

"I was first-prize winner of the Exploding Snap competition for five years in a row though," he told her.

"Really?" Ginny asked, awed. He started laughing again. "Wait a minute… there is no Exploding Snap competition, is there?"

"No shit Sherlock." Ginny threw a pillow at him.

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The next five days were among the best of Ginny's life. She and Draco became the best of friends, almost inseparable, as they spent hour after hour joking around and having fun… She would never have thought she'd actually become friends with Draco Malfoy, who had been her enemy at school.

"Ginny!" Ginny opened her eyes a little reluctantly.

"What?"

"Make breakfast, I'm starving!"

"I'm half-asleep!"

"Then wake up!"

"Go to hell!" Ginny shut her eyes again, but Draco walked in and pulled the blinds open. Then he carried her away from her bed and into the kitchen.

"There, I've done the first part, now the rest is up to you," he grinned, setting her down on the floor.

"Go away," Ginny mumbled into the floor.

"What's that?"

"GO AWAY!" Ginny repeated loudly.

"Ok, but I want pancakes for breakfast," he said, leaving. Ginny waited until he was gone before getting up and making the pancakes. She carried them into the dining room where he sat, reading the Daily Prophet.

"Any news?" she asked eagerly.

"No," he said, folding it abruptly and putting it out of sight.

"Oh," Ginny said, disappointed.

"Want some?" Draco asked, pointing to the pancakes.

"Sure," she said, stomach grumbling.

"Ok, ingredients are in the kitchen," he laughed as she hit him playfully and left the room. "Hey Gin!"

"What?" she called out from the kitchen.

"Best friends forever!"

"Best foes forever," she corrected.

"No, best friends," Draco said, and Ginny blushed to the roots of her hair, as she busied herself making more pancakes. She came back holding a plateful.

"Best friends forever," she agreed, setting the pancakes down on the table.

"And best friends make sacrifices for each other, like if you dropped your pancakes on the floor, I would give you mine, and you, of course, would do the same for me," Draco said, helping himself to her pancakes as she laughed.

"Best friends don't steal your wand and make you their slave either!" she said, but inside, she knew she didn't mind quite so much anymore…