A/N: I'm suffering from slight writers block, because I have all these ideas planned out for later chapters and I'm getting so excited over them, I don't know how to lead up to them. I've been sitting here for like 2 hours. Lolz. But if you're lucky you'll have like 3 chapters between today and tomorrow. Yay you. Ohh and for those of you who watched The Dark Knight, The Joker is exactly how I picture Voldemort. Well Voldie looks more like a snake, but personality wise perfect. The evil, but certain admiration for people who can figure him out, yeah, exactly how I picture his personality to be.

New Note: Once titled Volunteers and surprised by sex.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. It really is a shame.

Saturday September 13, 1997

After her Quidditch practice the following week, Ginny made her way to her office, and plopped down on her comfortable chair, and rested her head on her arms on top of her desk, deciding not to shower or change out of her practice clothes. Technically it was try outs and not another practice, but since she was already on the team, it was merely practice for her. Though, she didn't go easy on herself or anyone else on the team, or trying out for the team. She played as hard as she would have during a game, or she tried new and crazy stunts, much to Ron's displeasure, and Harry's enthusiasm. Usually when she tried something new, she nailed it on the first try, or was close enough to nailing it, that she could get away with it. If anything, such stunts would distract the other team, even if she didn't do it right.

She was quite tired, and there was still the trip to Hogsmeade that she needed make in order to pick up some supplies. She hadn't talked to Malfoy since the previous week, and the only time she say him was in passing around the paper. It was as this thought crossed her mind, that she heard footsteps enter in her office. Without looking up she said, "Hello Ferret."

He smirked and said, "Good afternoon Weaselette."

"Can I help you with anything in particular?" she asked almost crankily.

"I didn't wake you did I?" he said pleasantly, in a would have been concerned tone if he actually cared about the answer.

Ginny snorted and said, "Hardly, though I don't think you'd mind all that much if you had."

Mocking hurt, he placed his hand over his heart and pretended to look wounded, "You hurt me Ginevra."

"What do you want Malfoy?" she ground out in a controlled tone, still without raising her head.

"Have you by chance seen my glasses anywhere?"

"Nope, not at all. But of course you knew that because you already know that I've been on the Quidditch Pitch until just now."

"You're right," he said simply.

Ginny snorted again, but said nothing else. When she noticed that he hadn't left. "Alright Malfoy, what is it you really want."

"I came to see how you were, we haven't spoken in awhile, and I've rather missed your company."

"Ahh," said Ginny, "a moment of honesty."

"Yes, well, don't get used to it, I'm not liking it too much."

Ginny made a noise that clearly said, 'surprise, surprise.'

"So what are you doing later, that is after you change out of those smelly clothes?" He asked.

"It would seem that I'm going to Hogsmeade with you." She said offhandedly.

Draco smirked, "I thought you'd say that."

"Mmm," she responded and she waved him out hoping to get a little more of a nap before she got changed.

It was 3:00 when Ginny and Draco made their way down to Hogsmeade. Draco allowed Ginny to drag him around to the various places to get various things and they went to Three Broomsticks afterwards. Madam Rosmerta was still quite bitter after Draco had placed the Imperius Curse on her, but she wasn't that awful bitter as he had donated quite a bit of money to the establishment. As it neared 4:00 Draco looked at his watched and then looked past Ginny.

"Alright Ferret, where are we going?" she asked in a defeated tone.

Draco smirked, "are you sure you want to come?"

She gave him a look.

Deciding not to press the matter further, as he had done that once already, he said, "Alright, there's someone I need to pay a visit to, as part of my allowance back into school."

"You need to see your head-healer during the school year?"

"No, no, thank Merlin no. She's on her book tour right now anyway. There's something else I have to do."

"Alright, let's go." He looked at her skeptically, but led the way to one of the housing establishments.

The one he stopped in front of was called Unicorn Valley. After the war, there were many people who became mentally unstable, magically injured, and just couldn't take care of themselves. The permanent spell damage ward at St. Mungo's became very full very fast, so a permanent residence ward was built in Hogsmeade and another in Diagon Alley for people who would never recover, or who could no longer afford their own housing because of lasting effects of the war.

Draco and Ginny entered, and was greeted by a blond nurse with curly hair and brown eyes. "Good Afternoon Mr. Malfoy, it's good to see you. I'll get Nannette, and she'll give you you're list, and I see you've brought a friend, she'll be excited."

As the overly cheerful nurse scurried off to get Nannette, Ginny looked at Draco with raised eyebrows. He looked down at her as if to say, 'hey, you're the one who came with me.' She rolled her eyes and an African American woman, who reminded Ginny very much of the woman she saw in one of the muggle movies that Hermione had shown her, came out of a room and walked towards them. (Whoopi Goldberg, Girl, Interrupted is who I envision)

"Well, it's good to see you've brought a friend Mr. Malfoy, I honestly didn't expect you to come once school started, but it's refreshing to see someone young and of your stature volunteer with these people. You will be with Mrs. Sugarman, and your friend will be with Mr. Stevenson. Have fun!" she said before she walked off.

"Volunteer?" asked Ginny with an arched brow.

Draco shrugged his shoulders, while Ginny shook her head, and they walked off in their separate directions.

They met back where they first walked in. After many praises and 'thank yous' from Nannette, the two left the residence ward.

"So?" asked Ginny earnestly.

"So." He responded in a tone that said "your point?"

"You visited recovering and suffering war patients." She said simply.

"And?" he responded in the same tone

"How does it make you feel?" she said in her best head-healer voice.

"What are you, my head-healer?" he asked almost annoyedly.

"No, but I'm quite curious," she stated.

"Ahh, of course you are." He paused and then said, "It's weird, I feel good about myself," he said casually.

"Really," she said disbelievingly.

"What can I say, Mrs. Sugarman's cool," he said with a smirk.

"Come on," she said in a tone that clearly said, "yeah right."

"What," he asked faking innocence.

Ginny raised her eyebrows, "Mrs. Sugarman's cool?"

Still smirking and feigning innocence he replied, "She is!"

"Malfoy, you must think I'm a real idiot, I grew up with Fred and George."

"Your point being?" he asked.

She gave him a look, "so you're saying that you actually had a good time with that old lady?"

"Yes I did," he said with what was to be a reassuring nod.

She gave him a look. He looked down at her and fought a smile and looked towards the front again. Ginny continued to look up at him with the same look. He looked down at her again and rolled his eyes with an amusing look on his face and said, "Alright, alright, I was bored out of my mind, I hate doing charity."

"Then why did you?" she asked.

He took a deep breath and continued to look forward, "To make up for my fathers mistakes and more importantly for my own."

"Good reason," she said not pushing the subject.

He looked down at her in mild surprise, "Yes, I thought so too."

"So I've realized something about you Malfoy." Said Ginny out of nowhere on their way up to the castle.

"Oh really, and just what would that be Weaselette?" he asked.

"You have a problem, and do you know what your problem is?" she asked.

"Oh please do enlighten me, with your astounding knowledge," he said with sarcasm.

"You take yourself way too seriously," she said with a straight face.

Draco stopped in his tracks, shagaholic he was expecting, cocky and arrogant sure, but too serious, absolutely not. That would not do. "I do not," he said in indignation.

"Yes you do, you should lighten up. You would think with all the shagging that you have, you wouldn't be so serious." She said as she continued walking, her straight face still intact, as he stood in the same place with the same indignant look on his face.

"I beg your bloody pardon! Considering all the shagging you don't have, it's a wonder you manage to make it through the day without jumping on the next person you meet." He shouted at her as he remained put.

Ginny turned, arched an eyebrow and smirked, "I was just kidding Malfoy. And you'd be surprised at the amount of shagging I do and don't have Malfoy." She walked away, leaving him there to ponder just exactly what she meant.