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It's been a month since the essay had been turned in. Ginny's essay, or Malfoy's, had gotten 101, which was awkward, because last year it had gotten 125. Ginny told her friends her mark, but never dared to show them her essay. She made up some excuse that she lost it. Hermione was upset that Ginny had gotten a higher mark, but at the same time she was proud.

Hermione and Ginny were sitting next to each other in a Quidditch game against Slytherin.

Half an hour into the game, Slytherin and Gryffindor were tied and Harry was chasing the snitch. The snitch charged its way towards Ginny. Ginny saw the direction it headed in. She was the only one that saw where it went. Harry stopped in front her, Draco following. Harry gave her a questioning look.

"Where did it go?" he asked her. Ginny didn't know what she was doing. She raised her shoulders as in she doesn't know. But she DID know. Ginny couldn't believe what she had done. She mentally slapped herself. What made matters worse was Draco. He gave her a look. She avoided eye contact. But what was really weird is that with her eyes, she pointed to the direction the snitch had gone. She told Draco! Not Harry, but Draco! Ginny couldn't believe what she was doing. Draco charged that direction and ended up catching the snitch. Slytherin had won. She helped them win. Everyone went down the stands to their players. Ginny ran to the castle, to a corner in the library and began crying.

How could I help Malfoy win? What the hell has gotten into me?

After ten minutes, a voice came from near her. "Upset that Slytherin won?"

"No, I'm upset that helped make that possible," she said to Draco, who was leaning casually next to one of the bookcases.

"So you meant for it to happen," he said looking around to see if anybody was listening.

"Do have anything better to do than to make my life a hell?" she asked him wiping away her tears.

"No. I enjoy doing what you just said. I was looking for you. Knew I'd find you here," he said scanning some spines of books.

"What do you want from me?"

"An answer. Why did you help me and not Pot-head?"

"I don't know! I shouldn't have helped you. I'm upset because I did. Harry deserves to win!"

"You know Weasley, I'm more thankful than you think."

"Harry should have won."

"Weasley, you don't understand, you saved me from torture. I have no idea why I'm telling you this…"

"I saved you from torture? I just helped you win a match!"

"Meaning, my father won't torture me. Your precious Harry pretty much always catches the snitch before me. My father told me if I didn't catch the snitch, I'd be tortured. And illegally at that!"

This made Ginny feel a bit better. At least she stopped a crime. "You should tell someone about this!"

"I am now. You of all people. I don't want my father to go to Azkaban Weasley. Tell no one of this. I just told you to make you feel better. Everything that has ever happened between us from the essay…"

"So it was you!"

They heard voices calling Ginny in the library. Their voices came near. It was the trio.

"Ginny there you are!" said Ron. They noticed she was crying and noticed Draco is with her, "Is this bully bothering you? Why are you crying?"

"Ginny, it's not your fault Gryffindor lost. I know you feel it's your fault because you didn't see where the snitch has gone, but it's not," said Harry giving her a hug.

"Don't act all mushy in front of me!" said Draco disgusted at the sight.

"Why are you here, shouldn't you be showing off that you caught the snitch?"

"I found that making fun of the Weasley girl is more fun."

"Malfoy, FYI, Ginny got 101 on her essay," said Hermione.

"How did you get 101" he asked Ginny.

"Ginny is smarter then you think!" said Hermione.

"Yeah, smarter than you mudblood, Miss only-100," he said smirking and gave Ginny a glare as he walked away. Hermione felt like slapping him.

"Forget it Hermione," said Ron, "What did he say to you?"

"Lucius should go to Azkaban," she said, not answering his question.

"What brought Lucius to what I was asking?" Ginny then decided to keep it a secret, what Draco had told her. It did make her feel better that she saved some one, even if it was Malfoy, from torture.

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