Disclaimer: You may wonder why I am still writing on this story when there see,s to be no viewers? Well that is an excellent question my friend! It is actually a quite simple answer on a complex question like that… Cause I want to! Why do you care! Bwahahahahahaha! Now where was I? Yes the distraction heheh…

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I don't know if God exists, but it would be better for His reputation if He didn't.

Jules Renard

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"Where is she?"

"I heard it was one of Hagrid's beast's…"

"No it was a deatheater!" Rumours were whispering by the students in the Great hall. Professor McGonagall decided to make her speech. As she stood up the students went quiet one by one.

"Students! I welcome you back to Hogwarts! Many are returning to continue their study but some are completely new and by sitting with their new house which they will spend seven years in." She looked around the students and smiled. "And I know that there were rumours that we were closing but as you see, Hogwarts will stand as it always has done, and as it always will do! And I'm aware that our dear Ginny Weasley is in the hospital wing, and no! It wasn't an attack and it was definitely not a deathea…" She silenced as Draco Malfoy swept into the room, making all the students turn their heads. He smirked and nodded to the teacher's table, making his way toward the Slytherin table. Settling down beside Blaise he yawned and lent back on his chair. McGonagall continued her speech.

"Now, as the new headmistress have I decided that things will keep going as usual and the…"

"What happened Draco?" Blaise cut her of as he whispered to Draco, looking around.
"Happened what?" Draco snapped, he was tired and didn't want any questions.

"Hey don't blame me! I only know that you went to that meeting, and suddenly the train went faster and some minutes later were we here! And at the same time rumours were flying over our heads that something had happened to Weasel." He finished looking suspicious at Draco.

"Did you…"

"No! Blaise I was wandering to that meeting when Longbottom ran over me! He stuttered like a maniac about Weaslette being ill. And me, as the gentlemen I am." He smiled sourly. "Told Longbottom to hurry and tell a teacher while I went to check Weaslette." He leaned back balancing the chair on two legs. "And as I examined her, that Looney girl told me it was a Mockflax." Blaise nodded darkly. He knew what a Mockflax meant.

"And professor dwarf over there" he nodded toward the teachers table. "made me stay with him while my patronus called madam Pomfrey for help." His steel-grey eyes were glittering with amusement. He found the whole situation rather interesting. Now he had something to use against Gin… No Weaslette! She was a Weasel! Blaise observed him with narrowed eyes.

"I probably should have got the teacher's myself."

"So it was not…"

"No Blaise it wasn't!" Draco snapped. People were starting to move around them.

"I wouldn't even touch her with a stick…" He muttered when he got up.

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Dark dreams were haunting her again. Dragging her down, keep showing an angry Ron and a sad Hermione, and as always, in the end the evil grinning Harry, dropping her to the dark bottom. And always when she though it was the end of it, she was caught in the same soft arms as the first time she dreamt when she arrived at Hogwarts. It was no change this night. She bolted up, breathing heavily. She had having the same dream all over again the last week she had been here in the hospital wing. She sighed and sunk down into the pillows again.

Flashback

The day after Ginny's hasty illness, Molly and Arthur Weasley had hurried into the hospital wing only to find their daughter unconscious with and worried madam Pomfrey by her side.

"What has happened?" Mr. Weasly asked quietly but you could hear that he was trying to keep his voice under control.

"My dear Ginny!" Mrs. Weasly started to sob. Madam Pomfrey smiled sad to them.

"She was bitten by a Mockflax Mr. & Mrs. Weasley." She were really hoping that she would recover fully as she was rather fond of the fiery redhead, as most of the teacher's at the castle. Mrs. Weasley's eyes widened while Arthur Weasley stroke over his eyes with the hand he wasn't holding Molly in.

"A MoxFlack? What is that?" Molly outburst.

"A Mockflax is an angry little animal Mrs. Weasley, which looks like a very small porcupine. It is a very magical animal with great healing skills in their thorns. To bad for young Ms. Weasley here, is that they are very fierce and their bite is very toxic. You shall be glad that they figured out what it was so quickly or else she could maybe not survive the night!" Madam Pomfrey was annoyed, not because Mrs. Weasley didn't understand, but at the fact that it was her Mockflax that had poisoned their daughter. Molly gasped and held her husband tighter. Arthur stood up.

"Who was it who diagnosed it?" He hugged his wife and looked sternly on Madam Pomfrey.

"Dra…" In that moment turned Ginny in her bed, cutting her of, with her eyes wide open.

"Ginny! My love, how are you?" Molly hurried forward and embraced her tightly.

"I'm fine ma, I guess… What has happened?" She looked around disoriented. Molly kept on hugging her and hushing as she cried of happiness. Arthur frowned and looked at Madam Pomfrey.

"Who?"

"Draco Malfoy."

End of flashback

Ginny sighed at the thought. It hurt her pride that it was Malfoy who had rescued her life, even if it was a small thing, but she had him to thank for her life.

It was thanks to him that there hadn't been an epidemic. A Mockflax virus is deadly for those who get sick and if they don't get help fast they die. It spreads quickly through the air and both Prof. Flitwick and Malfoy had to be tested before they could join the others again.

She crossed her arms over her chest. She didn't like this at all…

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"Do you even know what this means Draco?" Blaise voice was loud as he declared.

"This means, that she owe you a favour! You saved her life; she feels guilty and has to repay us! It's brilliant, bloody brilliant!" He was wandering around the common room as he spoke.

"We can make her do anything! We can make her do our homework all term! We ca…" Draco sighed and decided to cut him of before he got to into it.

"Blaise I think you forget one small thing. She owes ME! So it's up to me what she must do." He smirked.

"But you owe me one mate. Remember dear old Pansy?" He smirked back at Malfoy who seem a bit uncomfortable now. Blaise had under the week helped him avoid her. Malfoy had realized since his dad wasn't out there, owling him to keep up the good reputation by going out with a pure-blood girl. So now Malfoy thought was the time to get rid of her. Though it was harder then he thought she was very intrusive. She followed him constantly; she even waited on him in the Men's room, waiting to interrogate him. But lucky for him, McGonagall heard the shouting and sat her in detention for the whole week. He stared at Blaise.

"You wouldn't!"

"Oh yes I would! Are we forgetting that we're Slytherin's here?" He stood right infront of Draco.

"What if we…?"

"You'll not tell her that I still like her Blaise, cause if you do I…"

"Not Pansy you idiot! Weaslette! What if we make her go out with her! Potters probably coming back soon and if he finds out!" He pretended to crush someone inside his fist.
"Bang! He's heartbroken!" He started to laugh hysterically, whilst Draco stared at him when the meaning of the words sank in.

"Yes!"

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a/n This is zee third chapter! Please read and review, or no don't so that, if you don't read it, don't review, at least that's what I'm thinking. All the chapters are short, but it is because if they're not my fingers will faint! P.S. if you find out what the connection between all the headlines on the chapter/story is I'll give you a cookie!