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Ginny Weasley smiled as she put the kettle on for tea. It wasn't very often she got to spend time with her brother Ron and his two friends. She leaned on the tips of her feet to reach the cups on the high shelf, knowing it would've been easier to have just used magic but sometimes things were much more satisfying doing it the old fashion Muggle way.
"Can you believe those two?" Hermione Granger asked stepping into Ginny's Apartment kitchen her face flushed with anger.
Ginny set the cups on the counter and turned toward the woman. "What did they do now?" She asked containing a grin, thinking how little trouble Ron and Harry had to do in order to rile her up.
Hermione huffed. "They're talking about it again." She said simply.
Ginny chuckled. "And what's wrong with IT?" She questioned and poured the hot water into the cups and placed them on a serving platter.
"I know you used to play but at least you know there are other subjects in this world to talk about." Hermione rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Like they can't talk about work or a new book they had just read."
Ginny gave her a look clearly that asked her if they read. "There is nothing wrong with wanting to discuss Quidditch once in a while." She paused when she heard a burst of laugher erupt in the room and laughed when there was a cry of pain then focused her attention back on her friend. "Just because you don't like to fly doesn't mean there is anything wrong with talking about it."
Hermione frowned and stared at the floor not wanting to respond.
"Here." She handed the platter to her. "Go give these to them I need to go get the cookies out of the oven." Ginny walked away to get an oven mitt when she heard a knock at her front door. She hadn't been expecting anyone.
"I'll get it." Her brother called out.
"Ronald, do not touch that door!" Ginny yelled running into the living room bumping into the coffee table.
The three burst into laughter.
She glared and walked to the door. "Yes, it's so funny when someone hurts themselves." She muttered and pulled it open just to close it again. She leaned against it in shock. What was he doing here? She asked herself ignoring the throbbing of pain in her shin.
"Is something wrong Gin?" Ron asked concern filling his eyes.
"No, nothing nobody there." She stopped and looked out the peephole to check if she was going insane. She sighed, apparently not. "I'll be right back..." What was a good excuse to avoid a fight? "I need to get the mail." She squeaked nervously.
"Alright." Harry smiled at her in a friendly but comforting way.
She slipped out the door and glared at him. "What the in bloody hell are you doing here?" She growled.
Draco Malfoy just grinned at her.
"Well?" She inquired impatiently.
"Just thought I'd drop by and see how you were doing, you know have a friendly chat." He answered with an expression on his face that made her mind think of something other then chatting.
"I'm busy." She snapped angrily. "Besides why would I want to talk to you?" She walked away from the door so her brother wouldn't get suspicious if he heard voices outside.
"I felt sorry about the other day." He ignored her comment and grabbed her hand just to have it yanked away as if his touched burned her. He continued unaffected, "I never got to thank you properly."
"A fat check would do nicely thank you." She said coldly and waited for his usual retort. When all she heard was silence she glanced up at him only to see him frowning.
"If you want it one I'll send you one, but I was actually hoping for dinner." Draco grabbed her hand again holding it tighter this time to make sure her attention was on him.
"Dinner?" She asked with the disbelief written all over her face.
"Yes, dinner. I want get to know you, maybe we could become friends." He said gazing into her eyes waiting for her answer patiently.
"We could never be friends." She glared snapping back to reality and started for the apartment again.
Draco trailed behind her not letting her too far away.
"Will you just go away." She yelled frustrated. Why was he doing this to her? She thought to herself and stopped to face him again. "What do you want?"
"I just want a simple reply to the question I had asked." He said it so plainly and innocently it made Ginny sick to hear it.
She pushed Draco behind the wall when she saw the door to her apartment open.
"GINNY!" Ron screamed looking around for her. "YOU'RE COOKIES ARE BURNING!"
"Damn it." She cursed under her breath. "I have to go." She started to run only to once again see Draco following her.
"Will you have dinner with me tonight?" He requested again.
Ginny rubbed her eyes as she tried to focus her mind. "Will it make you leave?"
Draco grinned again knowing he had won. "Yes."
"Fine, I will. What time?" She groaned making it visible she wasn't happy with the arrangement.
"8:00." He scooped her hand up and brought to his lips and let it linger for a moment before quickly apparating out of sight.
She stared at the spot for a while before she felt the feeling in her hand flow once more.
"Ginny, your cookies are burning." Ron came up behind her causing her to jump.
Her cookies, that's right. She thought as she accompanied her brother back into the apartment to finally get the cookies out of the oven.
(Scene Change)
Draco walked down the corridor to his chamber. He blinked as the scene replayed in his mind. He didn't do too bad, it still made him sick to have to be all nice and... he shuttered at the thought.
Well he was going to have to get over it if he wanted to live.
She did look rather her nice in that pale blue sundress she had been wearing. His eyes widen. How could he even have thought that! She is a Weasley he is a Malfoy they just don't mix.
It had to be the curse, yes that was it the curse was making his mind process go out of sort.
He sighed and strolled up to the sink in his private bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face. This had barely started and he was going crazy. He commanded himself to calm down.
He walked to the bathtub and turned on the nozzle.
All he knew was if he spent more then 5 minutes deciding on what he was going to wear he should just let the cure take him now.
He pulled his shirt over his head and stepped out of his trousers. He pushed the curtains aside and got into the shower as the hot beads trickled down his body he had one last clear thought.
Pansy was going to die if he lived through this.
(Scene Change)
"I know you guys have to go but Hermione could I convince you to stay?" Ginny asked with pleading in her voice.
Hermione noticing the underlying question, turned to the boys and smiled. "I guess I can stay, I'll see you later?" She laughed when she saw the disappointment that fell upon Ron's face.
Harry grabbed his friends' arm and led him out the door and winked at the girls causing them to laugh.
Hermione faced Ginny with a raised eyebrow. "Well what do you need help with?" She said sounding very much like a scolding Mrs. Weasley it made Ginny shiver.
"I have a dinner arrangement tonight and I need your help picking out something to wear." Ginny marched rather quickly to the back bedroom and began sift through her closet.
Hermione flopped down on the bed. "Who is it with?" She asked trying not to appear curious even though she was.
Ginny was debating whether or not she should lie about it then tossed that out the window when she didn't think she would want to face the consequences. "Draco Malfoy." She said trying to answer it as causally as possible. She then could feel Hermione stare into her back in shock.
"You're going on a date with Malfoy!" She shrieked and pounced off the bed and made her way over to Ginny side. "Are you sick?" She asked feeling her forehead.
Ginny pushed her away impatiently. "No, it was the only thing I could do to get him to go away." She mumbled and continued hunt through her closet.
"Then he was the one at the door." Hermione glared at Ginny. "I didn't think we were going crazy. I knew we had heard a knock." She pointed her finger at Ginny like she was a bad girl.
Ginny threw her hands up in the air. "What was I suppose to do? Invite him in with Harry and Ron sitting on the couch." She rolled her eyes. "That would have been a pleasant conversation."
Hermione sighed in defeat. "You're right. But did he come her for a purpose other then dinner? I mean this is Draco Malfoy, what is he gaining from this?"
She frowned. She hadn't thought about that. What was he gaining taking her out to dinner? He was a Malfoy and a Slytherin they always had reasons and were always thinking about themselves, what did she have to do with him?
"I don't know." She answered her truthfully.
Hermione acknowledged Ginny's nervousness and smiled. "Well it doesn't matter whom it is. Lets do this properly shall we?" She pulled Ginny to her in a hug and peered into the closet. "You don't have a very good selection." She disapproved as she continued to look in the closet searching for just the right one.
"I don't wear many dresses." Ginny pouted and lowered herself down to the bed allowing Hermione to be the judge.
Hermione pulled out a long seductive dress the color of blood. "Now if this doesn't make any guy want to jump you, I don't know what will." She giggled.
Ginny gasped. "I don't want him to jump me!" She snapped astonished.
"No of course not." She replied in a reasonable tone. "But you do want to look like something gorgeous that he can't resist to touch just to be mean. Fight fire with fire."
Ginny glared at the bushy hair brunette with skepticism. "But how can I do that when I don't even know what he's after."
Hermione turned to look at Ginny and tossed the dress beside her on the bed. "Well obviously you must have something he wants. Was he being nice?"
Ginny nodded.
"Romantic?"
She nodded again thinking of how he had kissed her hand and sighed involuntarily then growled disgusted with herself.
"Then he's trying to seduce you into give him something. And he's used to getting what he wants." Hermione stood still for a moment before carrying on. "So there is no reason why you can't play it right back at him, make it a fair game."
Ginny bit her bottom lip as she pondered. "How do you seduce someone like Malfoy?" She asked glancing at her friend with wonder.
Hermione frowned. "I'm really not sure but if you wear this, no make-up it'll cloud your face, and leave your hair natural and act like yourself, I'm sure it'll be enough."
Ginny stared down at the dress and thought about how to go about this.
(Scene change)
Draco stood outside her front door. He was a couple of minutes early he noticed as he stared down at his pocket watch.
He sighed nervously. This was the first date he had actually been nervous on and it hadn't even started yet. He usually wasn't this worried because most girls did like him and of course there was the underlining fact that this has to work or he'll die!
He felt anger replace the nervousness as he considered the situation he had landed himself in. If he had only broken up with Pansy before she had gotten too attached, if only she had tied the curse to him with anyone but a Weasley this wouldn't have been a problem.
He glanced down at his watch when he noticed the door push open. At least she didn't make him wait, that was a plus.
He was about to hold out his hand for her to take when he saw her outfit. His eyes about popped out of his head. His first thought was, is it illegal for a woman to wear clothes like that in public? Then his second was, he hadn't known a Weasley could look so sexy.
Ginny fidgeted as she stood there under his gaze waiting for his approval, not that it mattered what he actually said but it would've been nice.
"You..." He trailed off not sure he could speak.
"I what?" she asked and smiled adding more allure to her.
"You look beautiful." He snapped and grabbed her arm forcefully pulling her along behind him furious.
She grimaced wondering what she had done to anger him.