A/N: I'd like you all to know that I, personally, do not like the character of Harry Potter. I think he complains a lot and is quite self centered. Yes, he saves the world, but honestly, I think he's stupid. I'm telling you now, in this story, Harry is not a good guy. So, please, don't send me nasty comments or bad reviews just because you don't like my portrayal of Harry.

Chapter 9

"My parents really like you," Draco said, lacing his fingers in Ginny's as they meandered down the darkened streets in downtown London.

"Really?" Ginny asked.

"Obviously," Draco said.

"Even though your mum practically caught us shagging?" she asked.

"I actually think that made her like you even more," Draco said shrugging. Ginny looked up at him questioningly and he said, "Don't try to understand my mother; she has strange criteria for the women I date. But seriously, they've never warmed up to a girl as much as they did with you."

"You've brought a lot of girls home?" Ginny teased.

"You know what I mean," Draco smiled down at her, "Pansy and other girls from Slytherin."

"Ok," she said, bumping her hip against his, "I'm just teasing you."

"You're actually the first girlfriend I've ever brought home," he said quietly. "I've never wanted anyone to spend time with my parents before."

She didn't say anything, just leaned against him and smiled up at him. They walked in silence, admiring the quiet streets. Finally she said, "Draco, dinner was amazing. I've never eaten at such an amazing restaurant."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said.

"Where are we going now?" she asked.

"Here," he said as they rounded a corner.

"Here?" she asked. They were standing in a large empty square. There were a few benches along the sidewalks, but they were all abandoned.

"Yeah," he pulled her over to one of the benches and made her sit down. They only had to wait a few minutes before water started spurting out of the ground and cascading back down. The large square wasn't empty; it was a fountain. Ginny leaned against Draco. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her tightly against him.

"Draco?" she asked.

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you too," he rested his cheek against the top of her head and added, "I'll always love you."

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"Ok, Draco, can I open my eyes yet?" Ginny asked, trying not to stumble as she was led blindly through Draco's apartment.

"No, not yet," Draco said, gently guiding her around furniture. After a minute he said, "Ok, open them."

Her eyes fluttered open and her jaw dropped. The first thing she noticed was the view. All the walls in the huge living room were completely lined in windows that overlooked downtown London. The furniture was all simple white and black. The kitchen was done mostly in black marble with a chandelier hanging from the vaulted ceilings.

"Come this way," Draco said, pulling her down the hall. He showed her the overlarge bathroom that had a bath tub and a standing shower plus two sinks. Next was the guest room where 'she could sleep if she wanted to.' She giggled and kissed him gently. Lastly Draco pulled open the double doors to the master bedroom; his room.

The bed was huge. The room was huge. The view was amazing. Ginny gaped as she stared around the room. Finally she said, "I could stare at the view for the entire night."

"Well, you can't," Draco said.

"Why?" she asked stubbornly.

"Because," he pulled her close to him, "I'm going to make love to you tonight." She blushed and hid her face in his chest. He tipped her chin up so she would look at him, "First, I'll make you a cup of tea."

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The sun was the first thing that woke her, but she refused to open her eyes, drifting in and out of sleep until Draco wrapped his arm around her and pulled her naked body close to his. She kissed his forearm gently and twined her legs with his. "I want to stay like this forever," she murmured.

"All right," he mumbled. He buried his head in her neck and soon his soft snoring returned. She sighed and rolled over before kissing his nose gently. He groaned and tried to turn away from her, but she kissed his cheek, then his nose again. Trying to pull away from her, he groaned again and squeezed his eyes shut tightly. She kissed his lips and for a minute he didn't respond, but he finally sighed and kissed her back. "I hate you," he grumbled, pulling out of the kiss and glaring at her sleepily.

"I hate you too," she said, kissing him gently, "Come on, it's almost eleven and I'm hungry."

"Fine," he moaned, "What do you want for breakfast?"

She thought for a second and then said, "Waffles. Definitely waffles."

"You want waffles?" he asked, surprised.

"Yep," she said. She kissed him lightly and pulled herself out of bed, "And I'll eat them naked."

"God, you know how to get me out of bed," he said, getting out of bed and pulling his boxers on. She grabbed an overlarge shirt from his closet and tugged it on over her head before kissing him and walking to the kitchen.

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"Ginny," Harry caught her arm as she breezed past the living room on the way to her room.

"Yes?" she asked, gently pulling her arm out of his hand.

"Can I have a word with you?" he asked politely.

"Sure," she said quietly, following him outside.

He leaned against the railing on the front porch and said, "Ginny, I can't stop thinking about you. I love you." Ginny tried to stop him, but he said, "No, don't interrupt me. Look, Ginny, I don't know what happened to us, we were so happy. Yes, I know I hurt you when we broke up after Dumbledore died, and I'm sorry, but Ginny, we're meant to be together."

"Harry, I'm sorry," Ginny said quietly, "but I'm already seeing someone else."

"Who?!" Harry exclaimed, obviously exasperated, "Who is it Ginny? Why won't you tell any of us?!"

"Because I don't want to tell you," Ginny said, "Now, leave me alone Harry. I don't want to talk to you."

"Ginny," Harry stopped her again.

"Leave me alone Harry!" Ginny snapped, yanking away from him.

"No," Harry gripped her arm harder, "I'm going to ask your father's permission to ask you to marry me."

"Don't bother," Ginny hissed, "I'd say no."

"Don't be silly," Harry said, smirking. The smirk was nothing like Draco's. When Draco smirked at Ginny he looked sexy, but Harry looked ridiculous. "Who else are you going to marry?"

"For your information," Ginny yelled, "I'm planning on marrying the guy I'm dating because he's wonderful. And if things don't work out with him, I'd rather die alone than marry you." She turned away from him and walked inside, not bothering to stop the door from slamming shut. She grabbed her bag off the couch, "Dad, Mum, I'm going to my class now."

"Oh, have fun honey," Molly said, hugging Ginny quickly.

"I know you'll do great," Arthur said, kissing Ginny's forehead.

"Thanks," Ginny smiled before flooing to the ministry. A group of students were standing in the center of the lobby. Ginny recognized a Ravenclaw who had been in her year. Ginny walked over to the blonde girl and said, "Hey Bridget."

"Hey Ginny!" Bridget exclaimed, "I didn't know you were in this class."

"Yeah," Ginny said, "Luna mentioned to me that you were interested in law, but she didn't say you'd be studying it."

Bridget smiled, "How is Luna doing? I haven't heard much from her."

The two women talked and gossiped until a tall women in a black power suit came up to them and said, "Please, students, follow me." The group, which was quite large, followed obediently. They all fell silent as they walked; the woman looked like she could fire you before you even had a job.

As they walked she started speaking swiftly. "You will be attending this class from seven in the morning until four in the afternoon, Monday through Friday. This class consists of bookwork, lectures and memorization. You will be given the opportunity to shadow a ministry worker and a chance to travel Germany on a work study program. You will receive a schedule every Monday as to what you are supposed to do each week. Does everyone understand?" No one said no, so she continued, "You will be asked to attend multiple trials and hearings, and may, on occasion, be asked to help some of the members of the trial. However, you may not assist in the trial if you are an acquaintance of the defendant."

Ginny glanced around her and tried not to gasp. All the other students were scribbling hastily in notebooks, keeping note of every word the woman spoke. A soft sigh escaped her lips, but she refrained from groaning, and she pulled out a notebook.

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"God, finally, I can relax!" Ginny exclaimed and flopped down on Draco's couch.

"It was that bad?" he asked, handing her a glass of water.

"No, it was actually really interesting," said Ginny, "I never knew there were so many aspects to law, but the other students are going to drive me crazy! There's only one other girl my age, everyone else is older, and the girl is from Ravenclaw. Her name is Bridget and she's really nice, but kind of crazy. And all the other people are so," she searched for a word, "so icky."

"Icky?" he asked.

"Yes, they're icky," Ginny grumbled, "As soon as the instructors and lecturers would open their mouths all the students would pull out notebooks and start taking detailed notes. One professor mentioned that we should use the bathroom before his lectures. I've never seen people go so crazy."

Draco laughed and sat down next to her, "Don't worry, love. It will get easier."

"It's not that it's hard," Ginny said, "It's that I might 'accidentally' hex one of my classmates."

"It will get better," Draco assured her, "When I was going through my study programs to work at Malfoy Industries, the first few weeks were hell, but when the professors are convinced that you really want to be there, it will be a great experience."

"Sure," Ginny said unconvinced, "Now, shut up and let me take a nap."

He chuckled and curled up next to her on the couch, wrapping an arm around her waist.

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"We have two upcoming trails in the next week," Taylor said, propping herself up on the desk at the front of the room. She crossed her ankles primly and said, "Who would like to participate?" Every student in the room raised their hand. Taylor chuckled. The first time she'd asked for volunteers no one had dared raise their hand, but now, three months into the class, the students were eager to volunteer.

"Oh, I hope I get it," Bridget whispered to Ginny, "I haven't been able to do it yet."

"Ok," Taylor said, "For the Ministry vs. Garrison case we'll put," she scanned the room and finally pointed, "Michael and Fredrick." The two men looked please and put their hands down. "And," Taylor continued, glancing at a piece of paper, "For the Homes vs. Malfoy case," Ginny's heart skipped a beat, "Bridget and Ginny."

Bridget whispered, "Yes!" started gathering her books.

As all the other students started leaving the room Ginny approached the des and said, "Um, excuse me."

"Yes, Ginny," Taylor asked, looking concerned, "Is there a problem?"

"Well, I can't help with the case you've assigned me to," Ginny said slowly, "I'm an acquaintance of the defendant, the Malfoys."

"Ginny, don't be silly," Bridget said. Turning to Taylor she added, "What Ginny means is that we went to school with the Malfoy's son, Draco."

"Oh, that's fine," Taylor said.

"No," Ginny said, trying not to groan, "I have a more-," she paused, looking for the right word, "-personal relationship with the Malfoys."

"You do?" Taylor and Bridget chorused.

"Uh, yes, I do," Ginny said, "I'd prefer not to give details, if that's ok."

"Yes," Taylor said slowly, "That's fine." She scanned down the list of students, "I'll reassign you to a different case."

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"Draco?" Ginny asked, setting her fork down.

"Yeah?" he asked, looking up at her from across the table.

"Is everything ok with Malfoy Industries?" she asked slowly.

"Yes, everything's fine," Draco said, "Why?"

"Because today I was asked to assist in a case against the Malfoys," Ginny said.

Draco also set his fork down and smiled at her, "Ginny, the Malfoys and Malfoy Industries are always being sued for some reason or another. That's what happens when you have a big business and a lot of money."

"Ok," Ginny said, sounding unconvinced.

Draco chuckled and said, "Seriously, Ginny, don't worry about it."

"Fine," she smiled at him from across the table and said, "You ready to go?"

"Yeah," he quickly pulled money out of his wallet and paid the bill before they walked out into the cool October air. As they walked down the street, watching other people, Draco said, "Oh, my mum was wondering if you wanted to go shopping with her this weekend."

"I'd love to," Ginny said, "But I don't have any money."

"That's not a problem," Draco said off-handedly.

"Draco, I can't let you buy stuff for me," Ginny protested, "Especially things that I don't need."

"Consider it an early birthday present," Draco offered.

"But it's still too much for my birthday," Ginny said.

"Really?" Draco asked, surprised.

"Yes," said Ginny, "Usually I get one or two presents from my family and then a big celebration dinner. That's normal for me."

"Oh," Draco said, shocked, "I was planning on taking you to Spain for your birthday."

Ginny's jaw dropped open and she froze, "Seriously?"

"Yes," Draco said, "But how about you go shopping with my mum and we'll call it even."

"Ok," Ginny said, speechless.

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