Chapter 2

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry demanded glaring at him. Malfoy merely smirked then took a look around at everyone else. The look on Ron's face made his smirk even bigger, his face was red with rage it seemed to be taking all of his self control to keep him from lunging at Malfoy and smashing him into pulp. "What are you doing here?" Harry repeated through gritted teeth.

Malfoy picked his glass up and brought it to his lips. "Well, wouldn't you like to know," he said before taking a sip of his drink.

"Yeah, we would," Ron said stepping forward. "So I suggest you tell us if you like the way your face looks, though I can't see why you would.

"Is that a threat?" Malfoy scoffed completely disregarding the insult, his smirk still in place.

"Yes it is, now if you know what's best for you answer the question."

Malfoy suddenly put his drink and stepped forward his face filled with hatred. "'I'm not intimidated by you."

"Well maybe you should be." Harry said, his fists clenched at his sides.

Remus, who had been watching this scene from his seat with interest, now cleared his throat, wanting to stop it before it got out of hand. "Alright, let's break this up. Go take your seats, dinner is ready."

Malfoy, Harry and Ron stood there staring at each other as if they had not heard Remus speak. Six years of hatred at each other pulsating through their veins. Either side wanted nothing more than to strike and cause as much pain possible. However, they seemed to have mastered to impulse to do as they pleased. With one last dirty look they walked slowly to their seats. Dinner passed without much happening. Mrs. Weasley tried to make conversation but all she got in reply was the clinking of utensils, only speaking when asking to pass a dish over. Occasionally one of them would lift their eyes from there plate to glare at Malfoy, but that was about all the interaction happening. Once everyone was finished and the kitchen was left at a right state they quietly went upstairs and into there rooms.

"God! Malfoy's infuriating!" Ginny said throwing her pillow on the bed. When Hermione didn't say anything she continued. "I mean honestly, who the hell does he think he is? He just thinks that he can come in here and we're just supposed to lay off. It's Harry's house anyway."

Hermione said nothing, she simply changed out of her clothes and got into bed letting Ginny vent. This seemed to annoy Ginny just as much as Malfoy. "What?" Ginny asked. "You think we were wrong to come at Malfoy?"

"Well, I don't think that it was right to threaten him when we don't even know what happened. Also, it wasn't Malfoy who started it." Hermione said after a brief pause. Ginny started at Hermione in disbelief then, deciding to was better to just not say anything at all, she turned out the lights and got into bed.

The days passed without much going on. They usually just spent in up the room reading, playing chess, exploding snap, or just sitting around. Malfoy mostly just stayed in his room only coming out for meals. It was mystery what he did in there. They stayed out of each others way but when there paths did cross it was never any good. The anger that went around was overshadowed by Mrs. Weasley running around freaking out about the wedding. It was, after all, the wedding of her first son and she was out of control. One night a couple of days before the wedding Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were all in a room just talking, they rarely get to just hangout lately, it has been pure mayhem in the household with all the preparations being done. Tonight, however, they managed to escape from Mrs. Weasleys task of helping her pick out flower arrangements. They sat around, mostly talking about the wedding but eventually the conversation turned onto Malfoy.

"I wonder what he does in there for this long. I never saw him come out of there other than to eat and maybe to go to the bathroom," Harry said curiously.

"I think it's a bit dodgy, I mean he's a Deatheater in our headquarters and he's just holed up in room, he could be doing anything. How do we know that he's not sending messages to the other Deatheaters?" Ron said.

"All the owls going in and out are being read and checked, if he was sending something we would know about it. I also don't think that Remus and your parents are stupid, Ron, they would have to have a good reason before letting Malfoy inside our headquarters."

"Whose side are you on, Hermione?" Ron snapped.

"Yeah, well isn't that what you said about Snape, now look what happened. Someone should find out what he's doing here." Harry said looking around at everyone, ignoring Ron.

"You don't mean us do you?" Ginny asked warily.

"Of course I mean us, you think the others are going to listen to us?"

"Well, no. But-"

"Then let's go. Ron, still have those extendable ears right?" Harry said standing up and making his way towards the door.

"Wait, Harry, don't you think that only one of us should go? If all of us went it'll be a little obvious."

Harry paused for a second. "Yeah, your right. So, who's going to go?" They all looked around then theirs eyes eventually settled down on Ginny.

"What!" Ginny asked defensively looking shocked. "Why do I have to do it?"

"Well I can't do it because I'm muggle born and he might kill me if he finds me, and Ron or Harry can't go because they might end up killing him. So, that leaves you."

"But why do I have to go? What if he tries to rape me or something?" Ginny exclaimed.

Ron and Harry froze for a moment then looked at each other. Then they burst out laughing. "Ginny... Ginny..." Ron said between breaths of laughter.

Ginny frowned and shook her head. She stood up tall and made her way to Malfoy's room, taking Harry's invisibility cloak and an extendable ear on her way out, leaving Ron and Harry in there laughing. Once in the hallway she put on the cloak muttering cruel things at Ron and Harry to herself in the process. She walked quietly up the stairs and to the room that was once Fred and George's. Pausing right outside the door, she untangled the extendable ear and put it in her ear, the other end down by the crack of the door.

Nothing. She heard nothing.

Ginny threw the good-for-nothing extendable ears out of her way and peeks through the key-hole. Last time she looked into this room it was occupied by George and Fred. Then it had been filled with boxes and other items from their joke shop. Now the room was empty other than a bed and a desk with a candle. Ginny tried looking as far into the room as she could yet she still didn't see Malfoy. Slowly and carefully, aware that Ron, Harry and Hermione were waiting for her, Ginny opened the door a tad bit and slipped in. The moment she stepped inside, Ginny felt herself collide into something and the force knocked her off her feet. Uh oh. Malfoy, who been standing beside the door moved to shut it when he saw it open, just then Ginny walked in. Ginny quickly tried to cover herself up once more with the invisibility cloak but it was too late, he had seen something. Within a second Malfoy had his wand out.

"Accio," he said and the cloak zoomed into his outstretched hand. He found Ginny, rubbing her bum and slowly getting up into a standing position cursing herself all the while. He glared at her for a few seconds, when she said nothing he opened his mouth. "What the hell are you doing in here Weasley?" He asked putting an emphasis on the last word.

"I should ask you the same thing, Malfoy." Straightening up and glaring at him.

"I'm here on your parents' invitation," Malfoy said. "Your turn."

"...I...I was- What do you do in here all the time? Do you like service yourself five times a day?" Ginny asked quickly changing the subject.

"Answer the question."

"What-so now I don't get to ask questions?" Ginny asked.

Malfoy glowered at her. "You know what- Get out." He said motioning at the door.

"Why don't you get out? You can't tell me what to do." Ginny spat.

"This is my room, you get out."

"I don't see your name on it," said Ginny only realizing how childish it sounded after it left her mouth.

"Fine, then stay. I could use some amusement every now and then," Malfoy said waving his wand, locking the door.

"Sicko." Ginny said reaching into her back pocket for her wand then realizing that it was completely useless seeing as how she was underage. "Let me out."

"You're the one who was so keen on staying a few seconds ago, well now you can." He said heading towards his desk, sitting down and taking out a book to read.

"You serious?" Ginny asked dumbfounded.

Draco said nothing and continued with his book. Ginny stood there glaring at him for a few minutes then accepting defeat she sat down on his bed. A couple minutes passed without much happening. Draco didn't say a word to Ginny and she just sat there sighing loudly and making noises, anything to make Malfoy acknowledge her; she didn't like being ignored. After about fifteen minutes she looked at her watch, it was 8 o'clock; dinner would be ready by now.

"Dinner should be ready now." Ginny said hopefully, finally breaking the silence. After a pause, Malfoy responded.

"So? I could just eat you out." He said smirking behind his book. Ginny let out an exasperating sigh.

"You are so vile and disgusting. I can't believe you, you of all people. I thought that was beneath you. How you managed to get a girlfriend is beyond me. Is this how you treated her? You have absolutely no respect for anyone-"

"What did your mom make for dinner?" Malfoy said interrupting Ginny on her rampage. Her words seemed to have no effect on him. Ginny paused for a moment and glared at Malfoy then answered.

"Uh, I don't know. Chicken?"

"Alright, then I'm going down there." He said, putting down his book and unlocking the door. On his way out he turned and looked at her. "You can come if you want."

She stared at the door not believing what just happened. Then she picked up Harry's cloak and followed Malfoy to the kitchen.

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