The next morning Ginny was straightening her hair and having an argument with the painting on the wall; deciding which top looked better.

She finished her hair and finally decided to try on both tops for Bridget; the painting of a princess that hung on her wall.

She went into the bathroom and slipped on the long pink, sparkly, lace top that looked slightly like a dress but when she wore it with jeans it looked cute.

She walked into her room with a twirl and Bridget whistled as Ginny threw a shoe at the frame and Bridget quieted.

She went back into the lavatory and put on the white tank top with the elaborate silver beading on top with a light denim skirt.

She walked into her room and Bridget pretended to sleep in her frame.

Laughing at Bridget she decided on the pink top with her thin dark blue jeans, and she didnt need her robes since it was Saturday.

Sauntering down the stairs she walked up to Draco asking what his plan was.

Dam he looks hott in that tight fitting white T-Shirt. And whew! look at his hair!

He did look good with his hair falling delicately into his eyes.

He said she wouldnt know until it happened, he offered her a mint, and she took one and they walked down to breakfast together like always.

But this time he didnt pretend to be angry or look like he hated her. He laced his fingers with hers and walked into the Great Hall.

She turned and looked at him, her mouth hanging open and he smiled closing her mouth with a swift move of his finger on her chin.