Crushes, Consciences, and Creepiness

Summary: Draco and Ginny have a heated discussion about what Draco wants Ginny to do only after Ginny consults her conscience.

Disclaimer: I have no money to afford the great works of J.K. Rowling, but, I do have enough money to afford the plot.

My heart stopped. My breath was cut short. My mind was filled with jumbled thoughts. My gaze was unclear. My expression was one of shock. I repeated the name he said, over and over in my head, but I still couldn't believe. "Come again?"

"Hermione Granger," His voice held sincere admiration.

"Ok, I'm fine with you fancying a Gryffindor, but a muggleborn one?" I was completely shocked and thrown off.

"What can I say? She's intelligent, proud, courageous, gorgeous, all that and then some." He stared off into the dark sky while his eyes were glossed with admiration.

"Wow. That must be something new for you. I mean first it was Slytherin sluts, then Parkinson, and now Hermione. Wow," That was all I could say and that was what I felt, astonished.

"They weren't all sluts," He looked at me as I gave him a 'you've got to be kidding me' look. "Ok, maybe they were but that's not the point,"

I laughed slightly at this. I could understand why Hermione would attract someone like Malfoy, I guess. She was smart, a bit proud, what the heck, the girl had a big ego when she wanted to use it! Hermione did show a lot of courage and bravery, but then again anyone would get like that if you hung around Ron and Harry for seven years. Her hair was a color that couldn't be described; I learned that from interrogating Ron one time. She had learned to tame it. She sometimes wore it curly and at other times it was straightened. And besides, everyone could see that almost every Gryffindor drooled at seeing her, it was almost as much as the Veela that came in my third year. Ugh, Fleur, she is so annoying. I guessed that my face was shaped into a weird expression because Malfoy asked me if I was ok. "Oh yeah I'm fine! I was just thinking of Fleur, Bill's fiancé,"

"Fleur Delacour? She was definitely something" He commented.

"That something was annoying but back that point. You wanted us to become friends, so I could get Hermione to go out with you?"

"Yes," His eyes held the emotions I saw in my dreams and I shivered from the thought.

"Hey, Malfoy? Did you ever know what happened in my dreams?"

"To tell you the truth, no. My father had only taught me how to enter a dream. So therefore, every night I made you dream of me, but I had no idea what you were dreaming about. If someone can't control what the dreamer's dreaming, then it's like they're just there. The dreamer's thoughts control them. So whatever you dreamed came all from you. What did you dream about anyways that got you so pissed off with me?"

My eyes widen as my heart started to beat faster. My mind raced with thoughts that were just jumbled in my head. So if I got what Malfoy was saying, then the whole romance in my dream, came from me? Oh dear, I was in trouble with myself.

You only wish you were,

Somehow I knew that wasn't Malfoy's voice,

That's because it's not Ginny, geeze you should know better,

Ok, Ginny is officially freaked out, wait since when do I talk in third person?

Since now and I don't blame you,

Who the heck are you?

What do you think Ginny? Wait, don't answer that. I'm the little voice in your head that tells you right from wrong in other words your conscience,

Why are you talking to me?

Because I can!

Rriigghhtt! So why have you just suddenly appeared?

Because I wanted to and because I didn't want you to miss out on something good,

By that you mean, what exactly?

If I tell you completely then it just completely ruins everything,

What if I want to "ruin everything"?

Then that's just stupid!

This is stupid! I'm talking to myself! I'm going insane!

Well, if you were saying this out loud, you'd be going insane,

Am I?

No,

Good. So what didn't you want me to miss out on?

The guy in front of you! You should know this, it's your mind!

Yet I didn't. Are you talking about Malfoy?

No Ginny, I was just talking about the Whomping Willow,

Oh!

I was joking!

I knew that, duh!

So back to this Malfoy boy,

What about him?

Don't you think he's cute?

EW! No!

You're right, he is FINE!

"Gross! Bad thoughts! Bad thoughts!"

Yeah right! You know you like it! And he said so too, kind of,

How?

You controlled your own dreams, Ginny. It should be obvious; you came to that conclusion long before I came in.

"Well, it's not like I wanted to dream those dreams! Would you have asked me that then, I would have never let myself think those idiotic things that aren't even true!"

Are you sure about that Ginny?

That I didn't want those dreams?

No: that those dreams where idiotic?

Of course they were idiotic! I had dreams that I was going out with Malfoy! Of course that's idiotic!

Or is that what you want yourself to think?

Huh?

Ginny you are so thick!

I know, he he,

This is not a laughing matter!

Fine, what about idiocy?

Ginny, those dreams were your own, it's completely obvious,

Well, explain it to me because I'm not getting it!

Ginny, deep down there is something other than hate for Malfoy, we both know that Ginny. As I am afraid, actually not really, but you do have-

"Wait!"

What?

Don't say it. Do not say that I have feelings for Malfoy,

Good, there you said it, that's a load off my back!

Hold up! I do not have feelings for Malfoy other than-

Lust? Love?

…Pity!

Really, Ginny, you should know yourself better than that, honestly. You know you have feelings for Malfoy but you just don't want to admit it just because it's Draco Malfoy,

Why am I even talking to you?!

True and speaking about talking to me, you might want to go back to talking to Draco because right now, he probably thinks you're insane, because you're speaking to yourself, Gin,

I thought you said he couldn't hear me,

Oh no, he still can't hear you but there were some things that you said aloud that he heard,

Oh crap! Help me! What am I supposed to do?

You're on your own Princess. And besides, seeing that you know your emotions so well you can weasel yourself out of this,

"I do not like him!"

Quiet down Ginny, the whole school may have heard you…

I slapped myself on the forehead extremely hard that I let out an "Ow!" I opened my eyes to see Malfoy with a very confused and yet amused expression on his face. He was wearing a smile on his light pink lips- Woah! Ginny! We do not think like that! Anyways, his eyes held sincere amusement. "What?"

"And you say I'm insane," His voice was one of know-it-all.

"Because you are," His eyes narrowed playfully at my insults. "The truth hurts Malfoy."

A smile reappeared on his lips as I just laughed at him. He started laughing along with me. "So…"

"Yeah, you want me to talk to Hermione for you?" I asked slowly.

"Yes, but don't you think that it'd be weird for her that you suddenly bring me up? I know that she'll just call me a prat, git, etc,"

"All that and then some, okay, I'll stop with the jokes. Well, either way, if I do bring you up she's just going to freak out because for all of us, you having emotions is something we aren't used to."

"What do you mean?" He looked sincerely confused and offended.

"What I mean is, is that no one thinks that you are capable of having emotions," I winced before he said anything.

I opened my eyes slowly and a bit suspicious. Malfoy was not looking me but more so at…nothing. There was a far away look in his eyes as his face held no emotion. He seemed to be intently staring at the spot behind me, so I followed his gaze. His eyes were set on Gryffindor Tower, more so on the girls' bedchambers. I turned back to look at him, just to see that his eyes were glossed over. It was really a sad sight. I mean, here you have the bully of the school, the "Prince of Slytherin", son of a Death Eater, who walks around a castle like he owns it, and he just looks pathetic.

"Does she think that?" His voice was so soft that I hardly heard it.

"I'm not sure, but she probably does. It's just the image you put out Malfoy, I mean, if maybe you started to hang around someone other than your bodyguards, and the Slytherin sluts, maybe your image would be better,"

"Do you really think that?"

"Think what?"

"That I'm not capable of having emotion?"

"Malfoy, would you have asked me that hours ago, I would have said yes and given reasons why, but tonight how you're acting and the way you look, no. I'm starting to realize that everyone is capable of having emotion, no matter how hard it seems," my voice trailed off.

"Can you help me change that?" He looked at me with grey eyes that shimmered with hope.

"Uh...why not?" He smiled genuinely as did I.

"Really?"

"Of course, how? I don't know, but I'm sure we'll think of something,"

Just as I finished saying that, I felt a body being thrown at me. I stumbled back even though I was sitting, but finally was able to sit right. I finally realized that Malfoy was hugging me. His arms were around my neck in a strong but not in suffocating grip. His face was buried within my flaming red hair and I could here him murmuring. I finally lifted my arms and hugged him back. I could once again feel his tough muscles through his robes. Of course, it wasn't the position that he had held me in before, but this was more, comforting, seeing as he wasn't trying to hurt me. I tried to focus on what he was saying and finally made out the words. He was saying 'thank you' over and over again. It kind of my heart smile, to know that Draco Malfoy had emotions, but seriously it was overwhelming. It made me feel good inside just to hear his voice hold so much thankfulness, joy, it was heartwarming. I knew that this was a start of some type of forbidden relationship, even if it was just friendship.

A/N:

Hope you liked it! I know that the whole conscience may have been…strange, but I tried. It took me a bit to write it, I either kept on getting writer's block or I just couldn't use the computer any more. It may seem that their "relationship" is going too fast, I seriously tried to make it go slow but I mean the best way to start a friendship is through humor and laughter, so there you go! I'm off to write chapter 8, ha ha, this is the most chapters I've ever written!