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Chapter 2

I wake up the next morning and stretch out lazily, yawning. I peek through the drapes around my bed, and the clock read 8:45. I yelped; I was going to be late! I jumped out of bed and threw some robes on, grabbed my wand and books and practically ran to the Common Room, before I slowed down; it would not do for a Malfoy to be seen in such a compromising act as running. I entered the Great Hall and made my way over to Crabbe and Goyle at the Slytherin table. "Where have you been, Draco?" asked Crabbe, with food still in his mouth. I grimaced at the sight. "Business," I snapped. Crabbe nodded and went back to his breakfast. I too was hungry, but I had to do something first. I looked over at the Gryffindor table, looking for HER, but she was nowhere in sight. Probably off to class already, I thought glumly, before turning my attention to the plate in front of me.

Later that day

I was on my way to Potions, just minding my own business, when someone suddenly ran headlong into me, knocking me against the wall. I shook my head trying to clear it, before looking around for the oaf who knocked into me so I could tell him off. I saw the girl Weasley picking herself up off the ground, and assumed she was the one who had hit me. I narrowed my eyes. "What's the hurry, Weaselette? Don't you know there are other people in the corridors?" As I got closer, I saw that her face was red and tear streaked. I felt a pang, fleetingly wondering why she'd been crying. She just glared at me, before she turned on her heel and headed in the opposite direction. I watched her go, before shrugging my shoulders and continuing on to the Potions room.

Ginny's POV

Ginny was on her way to Great Hall for lunch after a difficult Transfiguration lesson. She was passing by a deserted classroom on the 4th floor, when she heard what sounded like giggles followed by a moan. Curious, she peeked in, only to see a nearly naked Harry on his back, with a girl wearing nothing but her bra on top of him. Her hand went up to her mouth, and she quickly backed up, and then started running. She didn't know how long she'd been running for, when she was suddenly flat on her back. Ginny groaned, trying to get her bearings. Then Ginny saw Malfoy, rude as always, coming towards her. That must have been what I hit, Ginny realized. She simply glared before walking away.

Draco's POV

I was walking around the Castle after dinner, bored out of my skull. I knew I should probably at least try to get some homework done, but I was feeling adventurous. I decided to go up to the Astronomy Tower; it was quiet, at least. As I climbed up the stairs, I noticed a figure was already up there. I turned to go, before I noticed the long red hair. That must be Weasley, I realized. I cleared my throat, trying to get her attention. She turned around, surprised, before rolling her eyes. "What do you want, Malfoy?"

"I came here for some peace and quiet," I said. "Yeah, well, don't let me stop you," she snapped. "I'll just be leaving then." Weasley made to brush by me, but I grabbed her arm. "Don't leave." Her eyes widened with surprise. "Let me get this straight. You want me to stay here with you? Why?" She looked at me, suspicion evident. I spread my hands in a gesture of innocence. "Just to talk. Honest."

Weasley continued to glare. "Please?"

She sighed in defeat. "Fine. Whatever." She went back to her ledge. "What did you want to talk about then, Malfoy?"

"Draco."

"What?"

"Draco. It's my name, isn't it?"

"I suppose." She looked at me out of the corner of her eye.

"It's Ginny." Now it's my turn to be startled. "What?" I echo.

She smiles. "That's my name." I start to blush, before I remind myself that Malfoys do not blush. "So, Ginny, then. Can I ask you a question?" She looks at me, guarded. "I suppose."

"Why were you crying when you knocked into me?" Her pretty face hardens. "I'd rather not discuss that right now. Besides, it's kind of a long story." I lean back against the wall. "I've got the time." Ginny's temper gets the best of her at this point. "Why should I talk you? You're a Slytherin, a Death Eater, you're...."

Before she can finish, I'm on my feet in a temper of my own. I get in her face, hissing, "Shut up! You have no idea what you're talking about, so just shut up!" Her face betrays her surprise at this outburst. She swallows, nods. Each of us then settles back into our spots, and a companionable silence falls. Finally, the silence is broken as Ginny starts to speak. Her voice is so soft I can hardly hear it. But as she continues, it gradually gets louder, stronger. At last she finishes, and I want to smash Potter's face in. Not that I don't want to do that anyway, but this time I have a reason. An awkward silence falls, as I'm so caught up in my wish to beat Potter to a pulp that I failed to notice she was looking at me expectantly. She blushes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. I should leave." She gets up to leave, but again I stop her. "Ginny." Slowly she turns around. "I'll walk you to your dorm." Ginny nods, and we exit the Tower without another word.

The next morning, the students are in the Great Hall, talking and eating breakfast when a piercing shriek rends the air. Another scream follows, and Hermione Granger enters the Hall, her eyes wild. She runs up to the Professors' table, panting. "Professor Dumbledore! Harry's gone! He's been kidnapped!"

A/N: (evil grin) hm, that looks like a good spot to leave y'all, right? Leave me a review if you want to know what happens and more reviews = faster updates (hint, hint) Till next time, then!