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A/N: So, that's the next chapter. It's not big, but I still hope you like it. So please be kind, and push a little bottom and send your review to me. I'll be happy to hear all suggestions how to improve this story. And plese remember:this story is Harry/Hermione, and NOT Hermione/Draco...

Ginny Weasley was sitting in the backyard of her family house, the Burrow. She felt completely alone without Hermione here. Being one female between here, made her feel a little bit lonely. It's not that she didn't enjoyed playing Quiditch with her brothers and Harry, but this was different. Hermione still was a girl and her friend. Even if the last couple of weeks Hermione spend more with Malfoy, than with her, she was happy about having her here.

She did not knew how to act around Malfoy. Sure, he still had his so-called things and theories about "blood traitors" and "mud bloods", but somehow he acted differently. She did not know what to expect from him. Every time, he was different and made her feel things that she didn't wanted to feel around him. In one moment, she wanted to hit him…and in a second…. kiss him senseless. He was arrogant, self-centered git. His look that screamed as if I've got the Power was impossible for her. She was afraid of his power that he had on her. Yet, she saw that when he wanted, he could actually be sweet….but not with her.

Hermione…sometimes she was jealous with her. It wasn't her look, or her grades in school. Hermione was really pretty and attractive girl, besides this she was the smartest witch of her age. If she just could close her books and put them aside, she could see the line of boys, who would like to date her. But she had that line on her forehead, which practically screamed"Back off!" Hermione was to busy helping to Harry and her brother. Hermione was so close to Harry, and this was the reason of her jealousy. Too close for comfort.

Harry always occupied Ginny's thoughts, ever since she was a little girl. The Hero to save the world….Harry was caring, shy and gentle…he played Quiditch after all. She always dreamed to be with him….even if she told to Hermione, that she survived her crush on him. She lied. She wasn't sure….sometimes, she would give everything just to be with him, but sometimes when she was around him, she felt more like sisterly feeling for him. Like he was her brother or something. And this was difficult.

Difficult because of Malfoy….when she saw him in the Burrow's hall that evening, with tears forming in his eyes. She saw a human being, and that what was strange. She believed that Malfoy's had not feelings; they were like ice, like stones without emotions. Nobody could get close to them. And Malfoy Jr. just proved her wrong. Feeling something for Malfoy was wrong…but she could not help it.

She turned her head from the forest she was watching, and saw Malfoy walking right to her from the house. His grey eyes wee locked on her, and she shivered from his intense gaze. Once again, she felt his power on her coming through his eyes. She blinked….for a second, she thought she saw a pair of big dark open wings behind his back, she closed her eyes…and they were gone.

"What do you want Malfoy?"- She asked, as he came closer, trying to give her voice a cold tone.

"Do you have an owl here, Redhead?"- He replied with a calm voice.

"Owl?"

"Yes, an owl. Owls are a group of mainly nocturnal (active at night) birds classified as belonging to the order Strigiformes , a group which is most closely related to nightjars (Caprimulgiformes). The order is divided into two families: Tytonidae or Barn Owls and related species, and Strigidae or Typical Owls. Should I draw you a picture?"

"Just shut it. I'm not stupid, you know! I got it from your first question. - She stood up. - And my question is, why do you need one? Don't you have your own? Poor little Malfoy can't buy himself one?"

"What's none of your business. Just answer to damn question already, I don't have all day."- He hissed in reply.

"Fine! You can take Pig- Ron's owl, I think that he's with Ron now, he wanted to send a letter to Hermione."

Without a word back he turned around and walked back to the house, leaving Ginny behind.

Ron and Harry were playing wizard chess in the drawing room. Ron already wrote letter to Hermione, but couldn't get Pig down from the air. Little owl was flying near ceiling screaming:"Pig! Pig! Pig! Pig!"(as usual…)

"Bloody owl! Get down Here!" -screamed Ron.

"I don't think he wants anyway."- added Harry.

"You could… at least try and help… me ….here."- stated Ron, while jumping trying to catch it. While Harry though about his next step in chess.

"I just don't think it'll help."-replied Harry.

"Yeah….last time I checked, you didn't thought at all."- Said back Ron.

"What do you want from me, Ron?-said Harry looking at Ron, - I already said I'm sorry."

"You should say this to her, mate. You called her a mud….-he couldn't continue this word.-…after all. If were in her place, I wouldn't forgive you so easily. And knowing her for six years, I can tell you- she won't."

"Don't make it harder than it is Ron. - Replied Harry, looking back on the chessboard. - I'll speak to her in the station at first place."

"But you…"- Ron wanted to say something further, but was interrupted by Malfoy, who came in the room looking angry.

"I need to borrow your owl."- He stated looking at Ron.

"First of all, you could just say-"Please", I'm not asking much. – Answered Ron, - second- you can have it, only if you could bring him down here. And this is not gonna happen".-he added with grin on his face.

Finally, Harry made his move, and Ron sat down at the table thinking of his own now. Little bird continued to fly like a mad under the ceiling and screaming.

Draco watched bird flying about a minute, when just stretched his arm in front and whispered quietly:"C'mere boy."

Suddenly to both Harry's and Ron's surprise, owl did shut up, flew down and sat on Malfoy's arm. "Bring this to Granger, will you?"- He said adding his letter to Pig's leg. Bird just nodded with head in answer, which left Ron in pure shock.

He looked at Ron once again saying "Redhead said, you wanted to send a letter to Granger too, Weasley."- He made a step to Ron and gave Pig now to his arms. With this, he turned around and walked out of room.

"Bloody hell…..-murmured Ron, - What was that about?"

"Dunno…-replied Harry, - but his actions started to scare me…"

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