A/N: Nothing much to say, Read, Review, Enjoy, Whatevs.
Disclaimer: Nothing has changed sadly. I am still un-clever and lacking a catchy phrase. And don't worry; I'm still not plagiarizing, but still slightly bitter about the accusation. =]
After about two hours of procrastination, topic changes, yelling, promises of sexual favors, denial of sexual favors and thrown objects, on both parts Blaise finally got it out of her.
Pansy was so tired of the arguments that she yelled without thinking, "I'M TIRED OF YOU SLEEPING WITH PEOPLE WHEN THE ONLY PERSON I WANT YOU SLEEPING WITH IS ME!!"
She gasped when she realized what she had said, while Blaise widened his eyes and laughed.
He pulled her into a hug, and said, "Well Pans, if that's all you wanted all you had to do was ask. Quite frankly you were driving me nutters, with your indecisiveness and I was going to make a fool of myself at dinner and ask if you would let me be your bloody boyfriend."
Pansy rolled her eyes, "I bet you would have said it just that eloquently too."
Blaise indignantly said, "I most certainly would not have!"
Pansy rolled her eyes but said hesitantly but almost playfully, "I'll let you keep the Weasleys, even Ginny, if I can borrow the boys sometimes. I swear I don't mind."
Blaise grinned, "Well as much as that sounds like a wonderful idea, I think there's someone who would very much mind, if we took away his little redheaded freckle faced Weaselette."
"I suppose your right," she said slightly disappointed, but then suddenly brightened up, "Can we still keep the boys??"
Blaise rolled his eyes, but he too liked that idea, "Consider it an early birthday present."
Pansy beamed.
It was later, after Ginny had finished at nearly eleven, when Draco started his little plan, it wasn't much, but it was a plan.
It was at 11:33 that he heard her banging at the door shouting, "MALFOY! OPEN YOUR BLOODY DOOR!"
He couldn't hide his grin at the sound of her voice; he really did enjoy riling her up. He opened the door to see Ginny standing no taller than 5-foot three (1.6002 meters) with her hands on her hips looking thoroughly annoyed.
"Malfoy, What in the bloody hell do you think you are doing" she demanded with a glare.
"Why Weaselette, whatever are you referring too" he asked with a smirk.
"I suppose you think it's funny that you have music playing in every room in the manor."
"Not every room, just yours."
"And why in the bloody hell would you think that playing music in my room is something advisable?" still with her hands on her hips.
"I thought it would be entertaining," he said knowing it would irk her.
He wasn't disappointed. "Entertaining??? You thought it would be entertaining to blast music in my room after painting for hours, non-stop? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR BLOODY MIND?!"
"My head healer says I'm doing just fine actually."
He had been sitting at his desk writing in his journal with his back to her. She walked right up to him grabbed his journal out of his hand and smacked him upside his head with significant force.
"Oi! What in the bloody hell was that for?"
"For being a right git, that's what it's for." She responded lightly as she read the entry he had been writing. It didn't say much of use, mostly about their endeavor with his father, he clearly hadn't finished but she noticed that Draco hadn't stopped her. She looked up and he was leaning on his bookshelf with his arms and legs crossed watching her.
Ginny raised her eyebrows and Draco shrugged at her. She closed the book without looking from him and handed the journal back to him. He took it and handed her a bag in response. Again she raised her eyebrows but he said nothing and kept his face impassive.
Ginny opened the bag to find the most beautiful sketch diary she had ever seen. It was black Erumpent hide leather, with Basilisk scales imbedded in the cover, as well as various other dragon scales, including Antipodean Opaleye, the Chinese Fireball, the Peruvian Vipertooth, the Romanian Longhorn and the Swedish Short-Snout. It was bound by Demiguise hair which gave it the ability to become invisible with a simple wave of her wand and a password.* When she opened this particular sketch book, engraved fairies greeted her and danced throughout the book.
Ginny was debating two things, the first why Malfoy would even buy her such a gift. Second, if she were actually going to accept it. She had actually looked at a sketch book quite similar to this one, though not as elaborate, and was going to buy it for herself when she had the money. She knew it was terribly expensive even with the new money she had earned from selling her recent portraits and photographs and she wouldn't have been able to buy it without loosing almost all of her savings.
"I thought you could start the new school year with it, for your own personal sketches. It doubles as a journal and a place to store small things," Said Draco, unmoving from his initial pose against his bookshelf.
"Is there a reason for it?" she asked.
Draco shrugged and said with a smirk, "The password is Freckles." Ginny raised her eyebrows. "It can't be changed, but on the bright side, since everyone knows that you despise that name, no one would think it to be your password."
Ginny rolled her eyes but said, "Every great thing comes with a price, mine just happens to be an awful password created by my 'sworn enemy.'"
"Think you can handle it?" he asked with a smirk.
"I think I'll manage." She said with a smirk of her own, "It amazes me that someone as charming as you can be so manipulative."
"As much as I relish the fact that you think I am charming, do we have to start this letter nonsense again?"
During one point while Ginny was painting, she had received a letter that made her burst into laughter. Noticing Draco's curiosity, she erased the name and some identifying facts on the letter with a spell and showed it to him. He was not pleased to say the very least. Despite the fact that he was aware she knew such facts about his sexual tendencies and ways of bedding girls, as well as his formerly embraced personality, it irked him to no end that someone was writing to her to discourage her from associating with him.
"What was my favorite part?" she said with a mischievous grin, "Right. 'Even more treacherous than he is attractive... he has never uttered a single word without some dishonorable intention. Every woman he's successfully pursued has regretted it. Stay away from him.' ''
"Can you not at least have the decency of telling me who's badmouthing me so l might have the opportunity to confront him or her?"
Ginny laughed loudly at this as she walked towards the door. "Not a chance. It's far too entertaining to let you go and ruin it."
"Of course it is." He said with a sarcastic demeanor. He changed his tone to a more serious one before saying "They are right you know."
Ginny for what had to have been the tenth time that night raised her eyebrows. "About what?" she asked.
"Some of the things the letter implied. I've done some things that I'm not proud of." He said finally raising his eyes to hers even though his head was down.
"Malfoy, everyone had done things they aren't proud of. Yours may be slightly more heinous than others, but the fact that you aren't proud of them means something."
There was a moment of silence, when Ginny started towards the door to open it, Draco spoke. "I envy you, you know. No bollocking."
Ginny again raised her eyebrows and said skeptically, "Really?" Draco nodded. "And why is that Malfoy?"
"You Weasleys, particularly you, are always sure of yourselves, and make the right choices. You were on the right side of the war and never had to make the wrong decision. It was always easy for me to act like I hated you because you got the life I wanted. You get the big happy family with the good on your side. I was forced to live in a cold home, and be forced into worshiping a self-proclaiming lord. Don't get me wrong, my mother was great, but Lucius, well, he counter balanced whatever good my mother brought. I mean look at what he did to you."
Ginny again, raised her eyebrows, "and what exactly is it that Lucius did to me?"
Draco gave her a look, and said, "well, he tried to kill you didn't he?"
Ginny rolled her eyes, "it was war Malfoy, everyone was trying to kill someone, we did what we had to do to protect our friends, our families. We did what we had to do to survive."
"I wasn't talking about the war," Draco said quietly.
Ginny frowned, "You're talking about the chamber then, yeah?" Draco gave a slow nod. "I'm going to say this once and only once, so you better listen because this is all you're ever going to get from me on it. I know that you have no idea what you're talking about right now, and that you're going out on a whim guessing, based on a few choice exchange of words during our little visit with your father. Yes he tried to kill me a few times. Once by forcing me to open the Chamber of Secrets during your second year," She held up a hand before he could interrupt, "and then again at the ministry during your fifth year. It was nothing personal, I was a Weasley, it was the beginnings of a war it's what it was. That's all you need to know."
"Weasley, I-" Draco started.
Again Ginny stopped him with her hand, "I don't want apologies, I don't want anything, I've moved on." She made to walk out, but stopped and said, "Just because your father didn't horrible things, doesn't mean you have to be responsible for what he's done. Just because you've made wrongs in the past Malfoy, doesn't mean you can't make up for them now."
"I know that Weasley, don't you think you're living proof that I'm working hard to make up for the fact that I'm horribly attractive in every way and thus making the world envy me?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Indeed and how's making up for that by wooing me working out for you?" she asked cheekily.
"Aren't I doing well? I bought you a lovely little gift, and I brought you into the paper and I bought you lunch, I'm having you paint for me, and I even stopped insulting your name." He said in a sardonic tone.
"Ohh of course, " said Ginny with mock flattery, "The lovely book whose password you picked out which happens to be that horrible name you insist on calling me, The paper that you had no choice but to hire me for, the lunch that lead to the oh so charming visit with the man that tried to kill me twice and the paintings that you tried to rip me off for, and the portraits that you didn't think I was capable of creating. Absolutely wondrous progress."
Draco merely smirked even more broadly, while Ginny returned the favor. Just before she walked out the door she yelled, "AND DO SOMEHTING ABOUT THAT BLOODY AWFUL MUSIC!!" and slammed the door.
Draco grinned at the spot she just left. Man did he love that girl. Well he loved annoying that girl to pieces, and for now, he was going to appreciate the small favors of life.
*All of these creatures can be found in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, by Newt Scamander.
Demiguise: "…Beast is able to make itself invisible when threatened, can only be seen by wizards skilled in its capture…whole body is covered with long, fine, silky silvery hair. Demiguise pelts are highly valued as the hair may be spun into invisibility cloaks."
Antipodean Opaleye: "…Most beautiful type of dragon, it has iridescent, pearly scales…"
Chinese Fireball: "…scarlet...scales…"
Peruvian Vipertooth: "…copper-colored…"
Romanian Longhorn: "…dark-green scales…"
Swedish Short-Snout: "…silvery-blue…"
Erumpent: "…may be mistaken for a rhinoceros…thick hide that repels most charms and curses…"