Chapter 8 – How Do You Talk To An Angel

September 22...

It was an early Friday morning and everyone was in the Great Hall, before classes started, ready to eat breakfast.

Dumbledore stood up and said, "I would like to make an announcement before everyone eats," he paused for a moment to make sure he got everyone's attention. "This year on Halloween night we are going to have a Halloween Dance. Everyone is to have on a costume and every year is welcome to the party." Everyone cheered with joy. "Well, happy eating." he clapped his hands and food appeared on the table.

"Harry and Ron will really be happy to hear that!" Hermione said knowing that the boys will actually be disgusted, they still haven't gotten over the Yule Ball from their Fourth years yet.

"Yeah," Ginny mumbled she couldn't tear her eyes away from what she was seeing: Draco Malfoy with a dozen girls around him handing him gifts upon gifts. She starred at him for a long time, but never once did he look up to meet her glance.

"Well, I'm going back up to the dorms and see how the boys are doing on their last minute essays." With that Lavender left the table, leaving Hermione and Ginny alone.

Ginny didn't say anything to Lavender, though she mumbled out, "Probably having too much fun over there to even look up from it all."

"What?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing Hermione," Ginny sighed.

"Nothing huh?" Ginny only nodded back, "It wouldn't happen to be someone's birthday today, would it?"

"What?" Ginny picked her head up. "I don't know, maybe, but what does that have to do with anything."

"Maybe for the fact that he's over there at his table surrounded by dozens of girls and that's just making you jealous." Hermione said.

"I am not jealous," Ginny said in defense. "I'm just worried that… okay, so what if I am jealous? Like that's going to matter."

Hermione laughed, "Oh Ginny, look at him over there. Does he really look like he's enjoying himself?"

"What boy wouldn't?" Ginny said.

"Somebody who doesn't want a dozen girl. Just one." With that said, Hermione grabbed her things and left.

Ginny stole one more look at Draco and his fan club and realized that he wasn't enjoying himself as much as it looked. OF course Ginny knew that that was only wishful thinking. She grabbed her bags and left the Great Hall.

Meanwhile at the Slytherin table...

Draco could feel Ginny's eyes on him, but he really couldn't bear to look up at her and meet them. He knew what it looked like at his table.

Draco did his best to try and look like he was enjoying all the attention he was getting from all the girls, his ex-girlfriends. He hated that word because he didn't love any of those girls, hell, he couldn't even stand half of them. But still the same, he smiled wickedly as he opened all his presents. Most were all very personal objects. He just wished that something would happen so that he could get away from everyone at his table.

His wish came true enough. He stole one look up to see Ginny giving him a sad look and then depart from the great hall. He decided that enough was enough, it was his birthday and he didn't want to be around these girls anymore. Draco untangled himself from all the girls and explained that he had to run back to his room to grab something before class started. He quickly walked out of there as so none of the girls would follow him.

When Draco entered the hallway he couldn't see Ginny. He ran his hand through his hair and let out a sigh as he ran down the hall to find her. He soon heard voices from down the hall, but they weren't of Ginny Weasley, they were of his two goons, Goyle and Crabbe. The two were huddled over someone tormenting them. Draco thought it was some first year, so he decided to go help.

"Goyle! Crabbe!"

Meanwhile...

As Ginny walked out of the Great Hall, with her heart and stomach all in a knot, she told herself that she was now happy that she sent her present to his room, instead of giving it to him in person. She knew she couldn't amount to what those other girls gave him, all his old girlfriends from the past.

She wasn't thinking straight and walked into two boys. She fell down to the ground with a quiet, "oofff!"

"Ha! Ha! Did the poor little Weasley fall down?"

Ginny looked up and spat out, "Crabbe and Goyle I should have known it was the two of you. Now get away from me!" She started to stand, but they pushed her back down.

Ginny didn't know what to do; she was stuck between a wall and two over weight goons. She tried to stand back up when again she was pushed down even harder. This time feeling a little pain.

Before she tried to just push them and run, she heard someone call out their names, "Goyle! Crabbe!"

When the two turned around Ginny got up, drew out her wand and muttered a spell. Crabbe and Goyle turned around when they heard that and both had bat-bogies cast upon them.

The two boys started to scream and ran out of the hallway.

Ginny turned towards to Draco and said, "Hey, they screamed almost as loud as you did two years ago."

"Wow and we went so long without having to bring that up. But you must admit I saved you."

Ginny laughed, "Saved me? How do you figure that?"

"If I didn't distract them you would of never have gotten a clear shot."

"Whatever Malfoy, if you are going to have it that way then…"

Draco interrupted her, "Do you have a date for the Halloween Dance yet?" Ginny eyed him, "What? I'm just asking."

"Dumbledore just told us about it five minutes ago. I do not have a Weasley Fan Club where when an event comes up I have a line of guys asking me."

"Well, good to know. So I take that as a no then?" Ginny glared at him again, "Good, because I don't have one either."

"There's a shocker."

"Hey, come on, it's my birthday."

"And…" Ginny asked as though that was an answer to anything.

"You're supposed to be nice and give me a gift." Draco said with a smile.

"And you aren't getting either one." Ginny said.

Draco gave her a fake frown and said, "Okay, so for my birthday present you have to go to the Halloween Dance with me."

"Get one of your girlfriends to do it. I'm sure there's someone out there just dying for you to ask them." Ginny said with a jealous tone and started to walk away.

Draco grabbed her arm, "You're still not being nice to me and it's still my birthday. Besides I was actually going to say that maybe we should meet up there, you know, go as friends."

Ginny went from jealous to stun in a second flat, "Are you asking me to go to the dance with you? Me?"

Draco smiled and said, "No. Just as a single friend meeting up with a single friend, making believe we aren't so you don't in trouble with your brother."

"Are you sure it isn't the other way around. So you won't get beaten up by all my brothers and Harry?" she said placing her arms across her chest.

"Ginny, I don't care what happens to me if someone finds out I just..." he stopped in mid sentence and looked past her shoulder, "Whose that?" he asked.

Ginny turned around to see who it was and saw no one there she turned back around and saw that Draco was no longer there. She laughed to herself and mocked him, "I don't care what happens to me."

"I don't." Ginny jumped and squeaked. "Thought I left you, huh?" he said and handed her a pink rose.

Ginny accepted it and smelled it, "I love roses."

"I know you do. So is that a 'yes'?"

"Sure."

Draco walked down the hall; he turned around and winked at her before he was lost in a swarm of kids as they ran out of the Great Hall.

After classes, the same day, Draco ran to his room to avoid the girls swarming around him. He just wanted to go lie down on his bed and rest. Tonight he was going to meet with Ginny to study for Monday's test and he wanted to tell her something, but he wasn't really sure what, so he just wanted some quiet time. When he reached his room he found presents upon presents all over his bed.

He sighed and went over to his bed he read a few of the cards. He looked disgusted and threw them off his bed, some of them broke, some made noises, and others bounced. But on the bottom of them all there was a rather large odd shaped present.

He smiled, "Must be from Mum," he knew that she always sent him something special and fun for his birthday.

He sat on the bed and pulled the present into his lap. He opened the card and read it:

Dear Draco,

I really stink at trying to write birthday cards, so I am just going to say, Happy 17th birthday, and may you enjoy your day.

Your friend,

Ginerva.

He looked shocked, he actually thought that Ginny was serious when she told him that she didn't get him anything. He expected that she would get him something, but what could Ginny have bought him that was this big and odd looking? Draco's fingers twitched with want to open the package up, but he decided just to bring it with him that night to the study "Date" and open it in front of her.

He smiled with happiness as he put the present gently on the floor, the card on the dresser beside his bed, and his head on his pillow thinking of one particular beautiful red head.

Later that night...

There was a loud pounding on Draco's door.

"What?" he moaned out. The door opened and someone walked in. Draco was about to say something mean to this person, but he saw that it was Tom, "Oh, what's up Tom?"

"Nothing, you told me to make sure that you were gone by nine o'clock."

Draco sat straight up, "What time is it?"

"8:58."

"Good, I still have time," he jumped out of bed, grabbed his present and his Invisibility Cloak and ran out the room thanking the little kid.

When Tom made sure that Draco was gone, he crept into the prefects' room, got into the really big, really comfy bed, put his hands behind his head, and said, "Ah! Now this is the life."

Meanwhile...

Ginny was already in the tower waiting for Draco to arrive. She looked at her watch that she got for her birthday some years ago from Hermione.

"He's late." she got up and started to pace the room. She started wondering where he was. Did he get caught? Was he hurt? Then her head got a little carried away with her. What if he found some girl and he's making out with her in some dark corner, or worse yet, his
bedroom? What if he ditched her to be with one of his "girlfriends"? And if he was, what was she going to do?

Before she could think of another thing she saw the door fly open and it being slammed shut.

She jumped and squeaked a little, but the person soon revealed himself.

"I love it when you squeak," Draco said with a smile.

"You're late." She didn't ask for a reason, she just made a statement.

"I fell asleep. Tom had to wake me up."

"Was your day really that exhausting?"

"Running away from hundreds of girls, I call that exhausting."

"Oh please, you love it." Ginny said with a smile.

"Not really, there's only one girl I want to be chasing me," he didn't mean to say that part, but it just came out.

"Oh really?" Ginny smiled, "And who would that be?"

Draco decided to change the subject and lifted the present in the air. Ginny gasped, he never opened his gift. "You know, I found this on my bed today and according to the note, it's from you. Now according to you, you didn't buy me a gift."

Ginny smiled and said, "Then why did you bring it here?"

Draco smiled back at her; she was always one step ahead of him. "In all seriousness, is this really from you?" Ginny didn't say anything. "You need to tell me, cause if it's not then I'm starting to feel like a real ass."

"Like that's different from any other day," Ginny replied. Draco glared at her, "Okay, okay. So it's from me, but you weren't supposed to bring it with you."

"Don't you want to see my face light up with joy when I see what you bought me?"

Ginny sighed and said, "Just open the damn thing."

"Oh, and by the way, I'm not 17."

"You're not?"

"Nope, I'm 18."

Ginny didn't say anything and Draco ripped his present up like a little kid. He revealed a black box, "It's a box," he said teasingly. "An odd shaped box."

"Open it you idiot." Ginny laughed.

Draco smiled and slowly opened it up. Suddenly all silliness vanished and all that was left was a shock expression. He slowly removed the guitar from its case and gazed at it.

Draco wasn't saying anything and Ginny was getting a little nervous, "Do you like it?" Draco opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Ginny thought she was ready to cry, "You don't like it do you. I knew I should have bought you something else."

Draco still holding the guitar in his hand, grabbed her and hugged her, "Thank you," he said, "I think this is the best gift I have ever received." and he gave her a kiss on the cheek. He released her to take another look at his gift. "Where did you get this? How did you get this?"

Ginny was smiling; he really did like it. She told him all about her adventure to "The Mall of London". When she finished her story he gave her a shocked look. Ginny smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't tell them about you playing the guitar. I feel special being the only person who knows."

Draco smiled. He just couldn't take his eyes off of his guitar. He ran his hands over it and said, "Is that really Bryan Adams signature on it?"

"Well, it better be." Draco ran his hands over one last time before Ginny said, "Go on give it a try. Try her out, lets see how it sounds."

"Ginerva is this one of your ways to make me sing another song?" He smiled and laughed.

Ginny smiled and said, "Yes and if you want to I can put a silencing charm on the room." she raised her wand.

Draco put his hand on her arm and pushed it back down, "There's no reason to do that. I actually have a song in mind and it's the only non-Bryan Adams song I know." He stood up and put the guitar strap around his neck. "I would like to dedicate this song to a very special girl out in the audience tonight," he said. Ginny was laughing to see him pretending that he was actually Bryan Adams and singing at a concert. Who knew he had a little immature side to him. "You know who you are." He winked and started to play.

Ginny recognized the song almost immediately.

I see her voice
Inside my mind
I know her face by heart
Heaven and earth are moving in my soul
And I don't know where to start
Tell me tell me the words to define
The way I feel about someone so fine.

How do you talk to an angel?
How do you hold her close to where you are?
How do you talk to an angel?
It's like tryin' to catch a falling star

At night I dream and she is there
And I can feel her in the air
Tell me tell me the words to define
The way I feel about someone so fine.

How do you talk to an angel?
How do you hold her close to where you are?
How do you talk to an angel?
It's like tryin' to catch a falling star.

As soon as he finished his song Ginny started clapping and whistling.

Draco smiled and bowed. He took the guitar from around his neck and put it back into the black case. He walked over to Ginny and held her close and whispered into her ear, "Miracles can happen in more than one way."

Ginny pulled away and said, "You know I was meaning to ask you what you meant by that."

"Ginny, this whole summer has been filled with miracles. You receiving you're long lost bracelet, me finding a friend, a Weasley and a Malfoy getting along, me not saying one mean thing to either Potter or your brother, and who would of ever guessed that I..." he so wanted to tell her that he liked her. He was hoping that if he said everything fast that it would just come right out, but it was stuck in his throat.

"You what?" Ginny asked softly.

"That I would ever... I mean that I did... I mean I do... I..." he laughed and said, "How do you talk to an angel?" and with that he leaned down and kissed her.

Ginny wasn't expecting this to happen soon; or again for that matter, but she didn't care, she wanted this.

Draco felt her place her hands on his chest and he grew sad thinking that she was going to push him away, but she didn't. She slowly ran her hands up his chest and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

Draco lost his footing and they both fell down.

Ginny heard him groan in pain as he landed on the floor with her on top of him. Ginny quickly pulled away and asked, "Are you okay?"

He wondered how she could still form coherent words. Wasn't he the one who was supposed to be in control? Wasn't he the more experience one? He wondered this because all he could muster out was a "uh-huh" and a nod of the head. As she smiled he cupped her face with his hands and brought her back down for another kiss. Draco reached up further to pull the hair tie out of her hair to allow her soft long hair to fall around them.

Draco's hands were itching to do more than what they were doing. He wanted to touch her everywhere. He wanted nothing more than to please her and make her happy, but he didn't really know how to ask her if that was all right. He didn't know how much further she wanted to go. He decided just to wait a little longer; maybe she'd show him that she was okay with everything. A few moments later he got his sign.

Ginny couldn't stand it any longer. He was driving her crazy with want and all he was doing was running his fingers through her hair. She had to show him that it was okay to do more, that she wanted him to touch her.

Ginny never knew where she got her boldness to do what she wanted to do, but she grabbed his button down shirt on either side and ripped it open. Buttons went flying everywhere, but neither one of them really cared. Ginny's hands were all over his chest. At one moment her fingers were teasing his nipples and at the next they were playing with his bellybutton under the button on his pants. Draco groaned into her mouth and he could feel that his pants were getting tighter.

A side of him hoped to God that she didn't realize it. He was supposed to be the one in control! He felt her break away from the kiss and when he opened his eyes he saw a seductive smile on her face and apparently she didn't seem to feel awkward about it.

He rolled them over so that she was now on her back and he was on top of her. He leaned down towards her ear and whispered, "My turn."

He went after her neck. Not wanting to leave any marks for her brother to find he tried his hardest not to be to rough with her. He started to kiss and lick at her neck and throat while his hands where at the hem of her shirt slowly lifting it up. Ginny was on the ground moaning with pleasure and happily obliged to lifting her arms up so he could remove her shirt.

As soon as it was off he threw it behind him and started kissing all the skin in sight. Ginny still wanted more. She nibbled him on top of his ear and in a whisper all she asked was, "Please."

Draco pulled away, gave her a genuine smile, and kissed her again. His one hand went up and cupped her breast and she groaned quite loudly considering that his mouth was still over hers. His other hand snaked around her body to unhook her bra strap.

Draco didn't get the chance to do much more because they suddenly heard someone call out, "GINNY!"

Ginny's eyes went wide when she saw her brother and Harry standing in the doorway of the tower, "Ron!"

Draco stood up and pulled Ginny with him making sure that Ginny's partial naked body was hidden.

"What the bloody hell are you two doing!" Ron screamed out as Ginny pulled her shirt on from behind Draco.

"Well, I could be asking you same thing Weasley," Draco sneered at him. "What, do you and Potter need a little alone time?" he asked lifting his eyebrows and Ginny held back her laugh from behind him.

"You watch it Malfoy, we're prefects. We are supposed to be patrolling the hallways and towers," Ron said.

"Yeah, so where's your excuse. Last time I checked Dumbledore didn't want you as a prefect or a head boy." Draco said to Harry.

"Draco," Ginny warned him quietly in his ear. Draco calmed down a little, but it was only Harry who noticed this. Ginny came from behind Draco and stood next to him.

"Look Ron," Ginny said trying to explain that's she's a big girl now and can do what she wants, but Ron cut her off.

"Don't you 'Look Ron' me! How could you! He's your enemy!"

"Hey!" Draco screamed, but was ignored.

"How can you dirty yourself by touching trash like him?"

"Hey!" Draco was getting mad. He saw the look on Ginny's face as Ron was yelling at her.

"What are you doing? You know you're nothing to him, to this scum. Is that what you want? To sink that low to become one of his whores?"

That was it! Draco couldn't believe this! He shoved Ron, by the neck, against the wall pretty hard that he hit his head. Ron automatically grabbed at Draco's hands to try and pry them off of him.

"What is your problem?" Draco screamed at him, "She's your sister! You should be beating me up not her!" Harry tried to get Draco off of Ron, but he only shoved him away. "You can have your turn later, Potter."

"Well if that's…" Ron started to say, but Draco pushed him back.

"Shut up Weasley! I'm not done!" He said shoving him harder into the wall, "Number one. I am NOT her enemy; I'm not even yours. I'm Potters enemy, I just never liked you because you were one of his friends." Ron tried to get out of his grip again, but Draco pushed him back, "And don't ever, EVER call her a whore again, because she's not and never will be!"

"Why? Too poor and Weasley like?"

He so wanted to say because he wanted to do right by her, by going out with her, falling in love with her, the whole relationship thing, but he stayed with, "No, because she's pure, innocent, and way too good for the likes of me."

Harry stood there and watched Draco. In all seven years of his life at Hogwarts he's never seen Draco this upset.

Ginny placed a hand on his arm and automatically Harry saw Draco calm right down, "Let him go."

Draco looked from Ron to Ginny and then back to Ron, "I swear Weasley, if you say anything like that ever again, I won't hesitate to hit you," and he let go of Ron.

"Well, I'm still writing you up, Malfoy!" Ron said rubbing his neck to ease the pain.

"Don't forget to do the same to me Ron." Ron looked up at his sister, "You don't think that just because I'm your sister, it doesn't mean that I get off scott-free does it? Whatever punishment he gets I should be getting also." All three boys were shocked to hear Ginny say that.

Ron sighed and said, "Whatever, Ginny. I just don't want to see you with him again."

Ginny was about to say something when Draco picked up his guitar and covered it with his invisibility cloak, "I don't think so."

"Why's that Malfoy?" Ron asked.

"Not that it's any of your business, but if it'll make you sleep better at night, Ginny's my tutor. She has been all summer. McGonagall has her tutoring me all year long. If you have a problem with it, take it up with her."

Both Ron and Harry were speechless.

"Night Angel," he said to Ginny, smiled, and whispered, "You owe me a new shirt."

"No chance, ferret boy, I just saved your ass." Ginny replied.

Draco smirked and quickly left the tower.

Ron opened his mouth up to say something when Ginny said, "Don't even say it Ron, don't even say it," and she left the tower.

TO BE CONTINUED…