Ginny pranced down to the Great Hall the next morning, grinning cheerfully. So what if Draco thought she was an annoying and talked too much, if his best idea to shut her up was to snog her in any available school hallway, who was she to complain?
Making her way into the Great Hall she plopped down next to the Golden Trio.
"G'morning!" she chirped, grabbing a piece of toast and jam. Hermione cleared her throat.
"Good morning, Ginny," Hermione went into lecture mode, "We were thinking that us four need to sit down and talk about whatever's going on with Malfoy after breakfast." Ginny glanced around the table taking in Hermione's stern expression, Harry's partially awed, partially angered expression, and Ron pursing his lips to keep quiet.
"How come?" Ginny asked, mustering up her most innocent face she could.
"How come? How! Come!" Ron started getting himself worked up again, "Oh, gee, Gin, I don't know, maybe because you have been having a sordid affair with the Ferret and—!" Ginny rolled her eyes, and in the middle of doing so she noticed the so-called Ferret leaving the Great Hall, alone. She grinned and grabbed her things.
"Err, sorry but guys I gotta go! Catch ya later!" Cutting Ron off mid-rant, and dashing out the Great Hall. She wandered the deserted halls looking for Malfoy, but seemed to have lost him. She huffed, disappointed.
"I would swear you are stalking me, little Weasel." A voice sounded from behind her. She spun around, crossing her arms.
"I have a name, you know." He smirked.
"I know."
"You could use it…"
"Why should I bother with that?" Now she glowered at him. He took two strides toward her and leant in to kiss her, but she turned around, still cross with him. He took the opportunity to apply several mouth-watering kisses down her neck. "Still mad?"
She turned in his arms and grinned at him. He smirked, and leant down to her lips again, but she ducked her head, to his obvious frustration. "So there's a Hogsmead visit in a few days…"
He 'hmphed' to show he'd heard her, his lips preoccupied on her ear, nipping and teasing.
"I was thinking it'd be fun to go." He didn't even bother to respond to this one. "I was thinking maybe you could ask me to go with you." He froze in his ministrations. Slowly he raised his head, and studied her. His expression was…cold.
"And why would I ever want to do that?" He asked frostily. Her brow furrowed.
"Well, I—," she stuttered, confused and more then a little intimidated about his sudden change in mood, "I just thought that—well, I mean, I enjoy snogging you, and you seem to enjoy snogging me, and I just thought that you might wanna…"
He let out a harsh bark of laughter. "What, date?" The way he practically spit out the word made her flush and break away from his hands, which had still been gripping her hips.
"It's what normal people do!"
"We're not what you would call normal people," Draco sneered at her, "and these little run-ins, they don't mean anything, Weasel."
Despite her intentions, she could fill her eyes begin to water at his plain rejection and her bitter humiliation. He just eyed her critically and sighed. "I wish I had never kissed you back, I should have pushed you away when I had my chance." Then he just turned his back to her and walked away, not once looking back.
"So that's it, then?" She yelled after him, trying to not let any emotion show in her voice.
"That's it." His voice was both hard and final. She watched him go.
That night Ginny sat curled up on the big, comfy couch in front of the fire trying to get through her Transfiguration essay. She nibbled on the end of her quill, trying to convey what she was thinking onto paper when she felt the cushions next to her. Looking up, she saw Harry smiling at her. She turned back to her essay.
"If you're here because of the Ferret, don't worry, nothing's happening in that department." She scowled, hoping she didn't sound too hurt.
"Well, I'm glad to hear it, Gin, but that's not why I'm here." She looked at him again, curious. "I was thinking that you should come with me to Hogsmead. You know Ron and Hermione are gonna be fussing over each other all day, and I'd like to spend some one-on-one time with you."
Ginny just stared at him, her mouth agape. Then she snapped out of it. "Hermione put you up to this." She accused. His eyebrows shot up.
"No. And I'm serious, Gin. Will you come to Hogsmead with me?" She could have asked him about Cho, and she could have mentioned it was only after she snogged Malfoy that he wanted to ask her to join him, but she didn't. Instead she just said yes.
A/N: So I realize that all my readers probably hate me for not updating for so long, but the truth is I didn't forget, I just didn't know where else to go. And I forgot the plot. …Oops! But now I know where I wanna go, there's gonna be another chapter or two coming for this story. Anyways, I'm begging you to leave a comment because your feedback is the only reason I try to continue writing these stories! So R&R! Much love!