Draco waited for Ginny Weasley outside the Great Hall. After distracting Crabbe and Goyle with promises of power, he sat behind a statue and waited.
And waited.
And waited….
Finally, she appeared rushing out of the doors and bee lined it for Gryffindor Tower. Malfoy jumped up, and rushed her. He put his hand tightly over Ginny's mouth and pulled her into a broom closet.
She quickly elbowed him in the chest and pushed him to the ground.
"Lumos," she whispered. Her wand ignited, revealing a very hurt Draco Malfoy.
"Oh, Gods," she said, helping him up. "I didn't mean to."
Her face became a hard mask again as she reached for the door.
"That'll teach you to grab girls and throw them into closets." She laughed as she rushed out.
"Weasley!" he shouted, following her into the Entrance Hall. "I need your help!"
A group of Gryffindors, including Harry and Ron, turned to face him.
"Did you just come out of that closet with my sister?" Ron shouted.
"Ron, listen," Ginny started, Harry held her hand and pulled her behind him.
"You keep away from her, Malfoy!" Harry pointed his wand at Draco's throat.
"Okay, boys, a few things." Ginny stepped out from behind Harry, she lowered his wand. "First, Harry. Never! EVER! Think that I need your protection." Harry rolled his eyes at her. "And second, Malfoy was just asking for a favor. But since he's blown it for himself, I'll be forced to walk away."
"Ginny, please!" Malfoy dropped to the ground in front of her, reducing the poor girl to a fit of giggles.
"I was just kidding. Now get up before you ruin any more of your pride."
They left for the Lake. Leaving behind a very stunned Ron, and a very upset Harry.
"What do you know about her?" Ginny asked, pulling out a notebook and a quill.
"Nothing." Draco replied honestly.
"Why do you want to date her?" Ginny asked, hoping for a better answer.
"I don't know."
She promptly picked up her bag and started back for the castle. Draco jumped up.
Is this my curse? He asked himself. Chasing after Weasley and Granger for the rest of my life?
"Ginny, I need your help. You have to tell me what to do so she'll forgive me for…"
"Being you?" Ginny smiled helpfully.
"Yes, being me. Being a complete prat and a jerk." He rubbed his eyes and ran his hands through his hair.
"Well, I suggest you try talking to her."
"And where will I find her?"
"Do I look like a Bloodhound? You have to look for her, Malfoy. A girl like Hermione isn't going to just come screaming after you."
Just then, the doors burst open and Hermione came running down the steps.
"Malfoy! There you are, I've been looking everywhere for you." Hermione said, pausing to catch her breath.
"Or maybe she will." Ginny said, skipping off toward her next class.