Ginny/Harry
Draco stumbled from Grumwald place in a daze. Seven months ago, just before his father's incarceration, Draco and his mother had found themselves out of a house to call their own, as Lucius insisted on making the manor the center of operations for the Death Eaters. He also insisted Draco join. When he and his mother refused (not in so many words, but you get the idea) they were evicted.
Now he was staying with his uncle (? he wasn't sure how it worked, but some how they were related) Sirius and cousin (Again ?) Tonks. They really weren't so bad. His only qualm was the incessant prescence of Harry and the dream team.
And it wasn't enough that they were around, now Potter had to be in a blissful relationship with Ginny Weasley, the only girl in the school worth looking at twice.
And now his mother and Snape? Were they going to have to get married? Would he have to call Snape dad? Would he have to dye his hair black and wear it longer than he had it now? Would he have to go greasy?
He slumped down the streets until he found himself in a familiar place. He tapped the stones and entered Diagon Alley. He noted that they had finally been convinced to take down the wanted signs of Uncle Sirius (that was so weird to call him. Wait, if He was Sirius' nephew, did that make him Harry's god cousin? Dear god he hoped not.) had been taken down. He had grown up with stuffy old men and crazy aunts as relatives (Grandda and Aunt Bella. And she had the nerve to call Andromeda the weird one.) and having a normal loving (ish) family was new to him.
He decided to stop for an ice cream. Upon entering, he stopped. Ginny Weasley, looking reasonably attractive in a beige sundress and sandals, was sitting on the other end of the shop. She seemed to sense him and looked up. She gave a slight smile.
He stalked over. "Well, Red, missing anything?"
"Not really, besides decent company, but Harry should be back soon."
Draco felt the barb. Touche little one. "I'm wounded."
"I'm worried about your sanity."
"Why's that?"
"Well, you haven't really insulted me yet."
"I happen to have noticed that your wand is awfully level with my favorite part of my anatomy and I'd rather not see if you care about going to Azkaban for performing an unforgivable spell, like a shrinking spell, as an underaged wizard."
"How is a shrinkage spell unforgivable?"
"On that area? Do you really need to ask?"
"Well, it's not like there's much to affect."
"Are you looking at my crotch Red? I'm flattered, I think."
"Nothing so crude. Now if you don't mind, my boyfriend is coming."
He nodded and walked off. Halfway out the store he stopped. Did he just have a decent conversation with Ginny Weasley?
(A/N: Ok, here's the deal for this fic. It will be Snape Narcissa. However most of the plot will be from Draco's view point. Needless to say, it will be Ginny/Draco before the end.
To Mambosnowchick- (laughes) glad you like it!