Ginny teadered on the edge of her decision. She could go sit with Nevill, but then she may fail or get her hair burnt off like poor Suzie Hammerson, but if she sat with Draco Ron wouldn't talk to her, not that that is a bad thing. She could feel Snape behind her and then decided, to the suprise of the class to sit next to Draco Malfoy. She swept over to the table quickly and took her seat gracefully. Snape stood there, mouth agaped then snapped out of it momentarally. He walked up to the large chalkboard and waved his wand. Suddenly beautiflly written words appeared on the board Ginny simled, the first potion she would have to do was something she had done about fifty times.

Scurvy-grass, Lovage, and Sneezewort Make it. Tell me what it is.Try it if you dare.

Draco had the look of a frightened rat on his face Ginny just giggled."What are you laughing about Weasly." he spat at her, Venom thick in his voice. Ginny looked at her hands, then met his eyes once more. He was peering at her, the anger still rich in his young face, when their eyes met Ginny could feel her heart race, His eyes were cold blue, so cold that she began to shiver just from looking into them, but so cold that she could not look away. It was Draco who, after many long moments broke the stare. "we better get started"He mumbled, then moved his chair away from hers.

"yes" Ginny nodded and rose from her seat. The ingrediants were across the room. At the table next to Harry and Hermione and Ron. As she passed the table her brother grabbed her hand

. "What are you doing!" He hissed at her, his face puce from anger. Ginny froze, and then regained composure.

"What do you mean?" She asked innocently enough to proove that she was doing something wrong.

"Why didn't you choose Nevill, what are you just waiting for Draco to kill you!" he said a bit louder, Hermione put her hand on his sholder and he quieted down once again, "I mean to say is that he hates us Ginny." At this Ginny ripped her hand away from her brother and bent down to his level.

"I think Nevill has a better chance of killing me, and it is just on day don't worry." Ginny whispered then gave her brother a hug, which stunned him. She gathered the ingrediants and went back to the table. The water was bubbling and Draco was beginning to sweat from the heat. Ginny glanced at him for only moments but none the less she was blushing from the thoughts that swirled around in her mind. Draco seemed to get the hint and looked at her.

"what?" He asked innocent enough, still angry, but somehow friendly.

"Nothing, just thinking." She said chopping up the ingrediants with a dull knife.

"Let me guess, your considering going and working with longbottom over there?"

"That is none of your buissness." She replied curtly, smiling a little.

"Does your brother controll you that much?" He asked polietly, but she knew how it was ment. Her face grew red again, this time from anger.

"Ronald dosn't controll me at all I make my decisions, so Mr. Malfoy you would be wise to keep your mouth shut and put this in." She said handing him the Lovage. Draco mumbled something she couldn't hear and then dumped it in, instantly the water grew purple. Then he slowly stired in the scurvy grass.

"No no no!" Ginny Chided and took the spoon from him, for a breif second their hands touched and her heart fluttered. "Erm. . "she said suddenly forgetting what she was doing "Oh, no you stir it the other ways or else it wont mix right." she said, a smiled edged onto draco's face, but only for a moment then it turned into a snarl.

"bug off, I'm not into takeing advice from my inferiors." He said ripping the spoon out of her hand. Ginny was hurt, tears were welling behind her brown eyes, she was glad the haircut hid her face. She stopped the tears and worked on the potion diligently. She roughly handed the items to Draco who put them in the potion. when they finished Ginny wrote out an outline and Draco went to turn it in. Ginny looked around the room, furious, wondering if anyone else had seen what happened, the smug look on Ron's face told her her answer.

'jerk' She mumbled under her breath just as Draco was sitting down, he looked at her and then smirked. Her face grew hott, she knew she was turning red again, her heart was fluttering, though she didn't know if it was with passion, or fury, or possibly a mixture of both.

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