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Chapter 11 - Enough is Enough

It was not quite December yet when Draco had decided to confront Ginny. He did not consciously go looking for her, but he ended up on the Quidditch pitch to blow off some steam, and saw a distant form zigzagging through the sky. From far, he could see a red mane of hair flying behind the broom; he knew right away that he had found Ginny.

He quickly mounted his broom and sped off after the girl. When he caught up with her, she saw him out of the corner of her eye and she darted off at top speed. It was going to be a chase if he wanted to talk to her.

Ginny zoomed around, not caring where she led the boy, only that she could fly away from him. To the left and to the right, and then finally all the way down, she flew as fast she could. Just an inch before hitting the ground, she pulled her broom upward in a perfect Wronski Feint, but Draco apparently had not seen where she was headed, and did not pull back at the last second, as he should have.

Ginny kept flying, thinking Draco was behind her. She turned around to laugh at him, but he was not there. He was lying on the ground next to his broom, not moving.

"Oh, bollocks!" She cried, and flew down to where her friend's body was lying.

"Draco? Draco! Are you alive?" She quickly assessed the situation and realized that since there were no witnesses she could just walk away or stay and heal him. She argued with herself for a minute, and finally decided to bend down and have a look at the boy.

She touched his face and stared at the solemn expression he was wearing. He was breathing but it looked as though he was sleeping or unconscious.

"What have I done?" She asked aloud, to no one in particular.

"You've avoided me long enough, that's what!" Draco exclaimed, as he quickly stood up and picked up his fallen broom.

"You lousy git, I thought you were hurt!" Ginny screamed as she whacked him hard upside the head.

"Lay off, woman. That hurt!" He said with an exasperated look on his face.

"I just wanted to be sure you'd stop and talk to me. I didn't want you flying off, again."

Ginny raised an eyebrow, in an 'Oh is that so?' look, and half snorted at the boy.

"Just watch me, Ferret."

Ginny quickly mounted her broom, and was about to fly away, but Draco was faster and grabbed her around the waist before the takeoff. He pulled her off, and banished both of their brooms to the broom closet.

"Get your hands off me, Malfoy, or I swear I'll hex you into tomorrow!"

She threw off his hands and started walking away.

"We need to talk. Now." He was very demanding, but he did not really care. He wanted to be heard and was utterly sick of whatever this was that was going on between them.

"Petrificus Totalus!" His spell was out of his mouth before Ginny even knew what hit her. "I'm sorry to do that Ginny, but you really do need to learn to listen when someone's talking to you."

She lay on the ground, staring up at Draco; that was all her body would let her do.

Oh I am so going to hex his arse the second I'm out of this bloody body binding curse! She thought to herself; as Draco bent down to speak to her.

"Now, I'm going to talk and you're going to listen, just as it should be, alright?" He paused to think for a few seconds. "Ok, so I don't quite know what has gotten into you, but ever since that first day you didn't show in the library, I feel like you've been avoiding me, as if I've done something wrong. Sure, we still produce perfect potions in class, but you don't say a word to me. I don't know what I did to make you this way, but I do know that all I did was comfort you when you were having a rough time because of your father, and then the next day you completely brush me off. What gives?"

He frowned at that, and then stood up to walk around. "You see, I thought we were friends, Ginny. We talked a lot, you and I. But I guess when the going gets tough, the tough gets going, huh?" He paced back and forth, slowly, watching Ginny as he walked.

"I just want to understand why you have to be so Gryffindor-ish all the time. You could have been a Slytherin for Merlin's sake, why do you have to be such a prat!" And, with that, he flicked his wand and said "Finite Incantatem," breaking the spell and letting Ginny move again.

She jumped up as soon as she could and slapped Draco across the face.

"The bloody hell was that for?" He cried in pain.

"That was for ignoring me for the past month." She slapped him again on the other cheek, "And that was for being an idiot and not asking me what was up instead of just assuming things."

Draco stared at her in disbelief. "Did you just hit me?"

"I believe so, Draco dear." She said with an evil smirk on her face.

"Now you're going to listen to me. See, I have it the other way around, here. You are the one who stood me up after all this happened. I thought you'd realize that after my father was kidnapped that of course I wouldn't want to hang around people, including you, for a little while. I laid low for a while, but that first night I was in such a horrid mood after meeting with McGonagall and my mum that I didn't want to have to explain anything to you. I just wanted to be left alone. If you had even half a heart, you would have realized that was the case and wouldn't have jumped to conclusions like that! You are such a Slytherin! You don't know what this is like! You don't know what it's like to feel anything…" She broke off her tirade with a deep accusation.

"I don't know how to feel? Ginny, I have a heart. I may not always use it, but it is there. It beats; it keeps me alive; it's hidden deep in my chest. It doesn't show, but it's there." He turned to walk away, but whispered quietly to Ginny, "You make me feel things I've never felt before."

His whispered words hung in the air as he continued walking away from the speechless girl.