Author's Notes: A hundred plus reviews! It makes me happy! I am glad you all like this story so far. Remember, I am writing this as it comes so feel free to make suggestions. Also, I do in fact eat the candy as I write. So bring on the cavities! Much love!!

This week's candy is….. Rolos! (Thanks sarahsweeties!)

Disclaimer: Do you think if I owned the Weasley Twins or Draco Malfoy I would be here writing?? Let's ponder that class. It's a big HECK NO!!!

Draco Malfoy stopped halfway down the stairs to the Great Hall as a red blur flew out and to the front doors. Ginny. From the looks of it she had gotten into another row with her brother. Shifting his eyes from the front doors to the Great Hall Draco decided it would be best if he didn't make his entrance now. He sighed and made his way down the rest of the stairs and took a left towards the kitchens.

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Ginny Weasley slammed the front doors behind her. Without a second thought she stormed over to the Quidditch pitch and blindly grabbed a broom. Not caring whose it was Ginny hopped on and began to fly.

The broom was fast. Ginny had only ridden Ron's Cleansweep, but this broom was heaven. It responded to the lightest touch and didn't have the twitch that Ron's broom had. Once Ginny was a couple hundred feet up she released the breath that she didn't know she had been holding. Ginny closed her eyes and took deep breaths, the cold night air washing over her. Once thoughts began to penetrate her mind she quickly leaned forward on the broom and did a few daring stunts.

Ginny skidded to a stop halfway across the pitch. Man, she needed to get one of these. Ginny moved her hands in search of the nameplate, as it was too dark to see what the broom looked like. However, the model name couldn't be found. Finally Ginny's fingers found some cuts in the wood. Pulling out her wand she muttered, Lumos. Moving her hand she gasped at the words underneath.

Draco Malfoy

Realizing whose broom it was Ginny quickly let go, causing her to plummet to the ground with a sickening crack.

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Dinner had finished and the Slytherin seventh years found Draco Malfoy already in the common room. Pansy Parkinson, Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe instantly surrounded him.

"Where were you at dinner?" Goyle questioned.

"I skipped." Draco replied not looking up.

"You missed one heck of a cat fight." Pansy commented.

Draco looked puzzled. "Cat fight?…Ron finally admit he's in love with Potter?"

"No." Pansy's eyes went wide with glee. "Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger."

Draco's jaw dropped as Pansy recounted the events. Ginny called Hermione a…..Draco shook his head. Even he hadn't called her that all year. Granted the potatoes where deserved but…calling her a Mudblood. Draco couldn't believe it.

"I mean, Ginny with a boy? PU-LEASE! That twitch couldn't corner Longbottom." Pansy noticed that Draco was no longer listening. She sat on his lap and gazed into is his eyes. "You alright Drakie?"

Draco snapped out of his ramblings. "Yes."

Pansy gasped as she noticed the slight swelling of his right eye. "Drakie what happened?" She went to gently brush her fingers against his cheek.

Draco grabbed her wrist and shoved her to the floor. "Nothing. It doesn't matter."

Pansy huffed. "I thought you would be happy to hear that the girl Weasley attacked the Head Girl over some rumor." Pansy glared. "Obviously I was wrong."

"No, really?" Draco said dripping with sarcasm.

Pansy turned to some of the seventh year girls. "I mean, it's the Weasley. Who would want a chit like her?"

Something in Draco burst. Pansy was running her mouth off about Ginny and it bothered him. Who was she to talk about her? She didn't even know HER. It dawned on him. Draco looked up at Pansy and the girls. None of them where as beautiful as her. When it came to intelligence she was light years ahead. She had a glow in her eyes when happy, and a fire when cross. Yet she was always beautiful. "I do." He said to himself.

"What, Drakie?"

Draco stood and repeated himself louder. "I Do."

Draco turned with a smile and rushed out of the Slytherin common room, leaving a stunned Pansy behind him.

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Draco ran to the library, but Ginny wasn't there. He ran to the scene of the crime but her stuff was still scattered around. He began to panic. Curfew was in less than ten minutes. Being Head Boy he was excused, but Ginny…If the wrong person found her..

Draco slid to the floor. He shouldn't care. It was all just about snogging. Wasn't it? Did she feel the same? True she had defended him and stopped Ron from beating him to a bloody pulp. Draco's head swam. She was a Weasley. He a Malfoy. What would the parents say? Was he thinking about her parents?…

Draco moved to put his hands behind his head when he heard a rustling sound. He quickly scanned the room for any sign of movement. None was found. Draco moved his arms again and the sound followed. Jumping to his feet he grabbed for his wand. Instead he heard the rustle. Reaching his hand into his inner wand pocket Draco pulled out a half-eaten bag of Rolos.

Opening the bag he found a melted chocolate-carmel substance. She had tasted like chocolate. Draco's hands shook as the warning curfew bell rang in the distance.

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Hermione Granger was still in the shower attempting to get mashed potatoes out of her bushy hair. What had happened? Ginny and her had been best mates. Now…she called her a Mudblood. It made her blood boil.

Ginerva Weasley, The pretty redheaded Pureblood witch. The top sixth year, who was supposed to be innocent and untouchable. But no. She had to have the Slytherin Prince. And Harry. Dean Thomas. Seamus. Mark. And every other flippin' seventh year male. They all wanted her.

Hermione clenched her teeth and threw her sponge across the bath. The tart had humiliated her in front of the entire school. And she was going to pay.

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Draco stood suddenly remembering that Ginny had stormed outside. Glancing at the clock he cursed and ran to the entrance hall. Filch was already there, locking the door.

"WAIT!!" Draco yelled out.

Filch paused. "Sorry Mr. Malfoy. Even you arn't allowed out after curfew."

Draco stopped in front of him slightly out of breath. "Please Filch. It's an emergency."

Filch shook his head. "Rules are rules."

"But I think there is a student out there!"

"Who?"

"Ginny Weas-"

"Ginerva Weasley returned to her common room hours ago." Someone cut in.

Draco turned to see Granger standing a few feet away with a towel on her shoulder. "Finally got the tatoes out of your hair."

Hermione's face darkened. "Nice shiner, Malfoy."

Draco went to respond but stopped at the sound of the locks clicking. His eyes widened and he turned to Filch again.

"What about Ginny?"

Filch shrugged. "The Head Girl says she's in her room."

"And you believe her?"

"Yeah." Filch turned to walk away. "Why do you care about a Gryffindor girl anywho?"

"Yes Draco. Why do you care about a Gryffindor girl?" Without turning Draco knew she was smirking at him. He whipped around and stopped inches from her.

"Because of you she is stuck outside for the night!"

"Too bad. It's her own fault."

Draco glared at her then stocked away in search of another way out. Hermione felt a slight twinge of guilt. But hey, like Ginny said 'She's a big girl.'

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