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A/N- Sorry, I've been busy with Nothing to Say, The Confusing Romance of Draco and Ron, as well as the highly-notsoughtafter Of Slaps and Blood. So... But this fic is my baby so I've been trying not to rush it. Any plot-rushing parts are fully intentional as this is a parody.

Chapter Three- Feelings

At breakfast the next day she felt eyes on her so she looked around until she spotted Draco staring at her dreamily. Creepy git. She shuddered.

"What's wrong Ginny?" Ron asked her and then turned back to chat excitedly with Hermione before she could answer. Ginny sighed, Ron never really paid attention to her and she just didn't get what he saw in that know-it-all Granger.

Harry edged closer to her. Ginny edged away from him. Harry edged closer again. Ginny edged away again. This continued until Ginny fell off the end of the bench. Harry looked at her as if she'd gone mad and scooted back over to Ron and Hermione.

Ginny sat on the floor a while until she felt thoroughly inferior and got up again. Instead of sitting back down, she left the Great Hall and her lovely, delicious, sadly unfinished breakfast. It was a beautiful Saturday so like any normal teenage girl, she headed to the library.Once she enteredher once-favorite place, she felt awkward. It was making her recall very bad memories so she left.

She stood outside the library thinking really hard about where she could POSSIBLY go now. She drew up a mental list of places she liked to go in her spare time:

1. Library

She sighed, looked at the library one last time, and began to complacently wander the corridors with no place to go. She felt like a hobo. As she was about to turn down her thousandth corridor of the day she stopped. Someone was singing-

"I'm so happy when you dance with me. I don't want to kiss or hold your hand, if it's funny try and understand: There is really nothing else I'd rather do, cause I'm happy just to dance with you..." The singer burst into laughter. Ginny decided this was not the corridor to go down and started walking back the way she came.

"Ginevra?" someone called behind her. Holy shit...

She slowly turned to see Draco peeking around the corner at her. Holy shit, holy shit. She turned back around and kept walking. If I ignore him, he will go away, Ginny thought. This was a tactic that she always used and which never worked. Nevertheless, it remained her personal favorite.

She heard footsteps following her and she broke into a run. Draco ran after her as she sprinted up and down corridor after corrider. After about ten minutes of this Ginny fell to the marble floor in agony. You see, she was really out of shape. Draco collapsed on the floor next to her and turned his head to look at her. "That was painful," he grinned.

Ginny turned her head so she wasn't facing him. She was still ignoring him. He would go away, that was how her tactic worked.

"Ginevra?" he sounded hurt.

Ginny did not answer him.

"Are you still in love with your brother?" he asked sadly.

Ginny rolled over quickly, kicking out at him. She got him in the gut and he let out an 'oof' and then crawled closer to her. He stopped her attempt to escape by pinning her to the floor. He was looking at her hungrily.

"Well?"

"I am NOT in love with my brother Malfoy!" she shouted into his face.

"You don't need to spare my feelings. I can take it..." he looked indignant.

"Feelings?" Ginny was confused since she wasn't the brightest Gryffindor when it came to boys and their feelings, nevermind she has six brothers...

"Last night," Draco fidgeted, "when I told you I liked you... I wasn't joking."

Her eyes widened, she remembered now and pondered the prospects of such a crush. She would be lying if she said Draco wasn't the hottest boy in the school, however... Ginny found she had absolutely no feelings for him. What a waste she was.

After a half hour of Ginny thinking, Draco got slightly bored and tired. After an hour Ginny noticed Draco had fallen asleep on top of her, his face against her neck. He looked like a little baby and she stroked his hair lightly so he wouldn't wake up.

This sweet moment did not last as after another hour, Ginny's backside was hurting from being squished into the hard floor and almost all her limbs had fallen asleep. Draco was drooling on her neck and snooring lightly, more like breathing loudly. Yet, through all this pain and suffering, Ginny could not bring herself to wake him.

When Ginny did not show up for lunch, Harry made it his personal mission to seek out his true love like the wonderfully chivalrous man he was. Man, boy.. same difference.

He did not have to look for long since she was laying down in the middle of the hallway. She was asleep and looked very peaceful, yet something was definately wrong. Harry circled her a few times to try and figure out what was out of place. Suddenly everything became clear... Draco was laying on top of her! Her being his only true love in the whole wide world, what was he to do? He was now properly full of angst.

Draco awoke when he felt a sharp pain in his side. He opened his eyes and saw Ginny sleeping underneath him, but noted sadly that they were both still fully clothed. Harry Potter's face suddenly appeared in front of Ginny's, "Hello you moron! I just kicked you rather soundly in the ribs!"

Potter. There was no one Draco hated more. He reached up and whacked Harry in the face, "You're blocking the view!" he whispered angrily.

"Get off my girlfriend right now!" Harry order.

Draco felt astab of pain in his chest, "Girlfriend?"

"Don't play deaf Malfoy.." Harry replied icily

"But-"

"Draco..?" Ginny murmured, just beginning to wake up.

Draco looked from Ginny to Harry, terrified. Ginny opened her eyes all the way and smiled blearily up at him. But for some reason he got up and ran away. Ginny sat up quickly, confused and cold since her heater just ran off. Arms wrapped around her from behind. "I'm here now Ginny. It's going to be okay..." Harry assured her.

Ginny tore herself from his arms, slapped him soundly, and ran off as well.

"What did I do?" Harry wailed, clutching his smarting cheek.