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Ch. 4- At the Leaky Cauldron (and then some)

Ginny sat at a table and tapped her fingers on it impatiently. She glanced again at her watch. It was ten twenty, and Ron and Draco were supposed to meet her at ten. She sighed and ordered another butterbeer. Five minutes later, both of them rushed in.

"Sorry I'm late," they said simultaneously before shooting a glare at the other. They both sat down, and a moment later, both called 'waiter' at precisely the same moment. This caused another exchange of glares.

"What can I get you?" the waiter asked. They both opened their mouths, then stopped. They continued glaring at each other and it appeared as if they were having a silent argument about who would talk first.

"One butterbeer," said Malfoy. Apparently he won.

"Make that two," added Ron. Everyone remained silent until after the waiter had returned with Malfoy and Ron's drinks.

"Well, that was kinda weird," said Ginny. "Anyway, let's get down to business. Hermione suddenly starts acting really weird right after Harry falls in love with Mrs. Malfoy… Seems sort of odd, doesn't it?"

"Wait-you don't think the two are connected, do you?" asked Malfoy.

"Well, they appear to be, don't you think?"

"Er-no. Explain," he insisted.

"Let me repeat myself. Hermione starts acting weird right after Harry and your mother fall in love," she said slowly. "So maybe Hermione knows something that we don't know."

"Wait a minute," said Ron. "Malfoy, has your mother been acting dazed, mildly forgetful, and do her eyes glaze over when she sees Harry?"

"Well, she has been rather forgetful lately, and she has been slightly dazed…. Wait, aren't those the symptoms of someone under a third-party love potion…. But those are illegal… And—wait…"

Ginny looked at Malfoy and smiled. 'He's so cute when he's confused,' she thought. She began fantasizing what it would be like if she were to date Draco, but was called out of her dream world by Ron.

"Ginny…. Ginny…. Ginny… GINNY!"

"Wha, wha…. I'm up... what?"

"You looked sorta dazed… don't tell me you've been given a love potion."

"Don't be stupid. I was just thinking… no, no… it's a stupid idea… never mind," she said in hopes of hiding what she was really thinking about.

"Out with it, Weasley," demanded Malfoy.

Ginny glanced around as she tried to come up with something to tell them. She looked over at Ron and his wand was in his hand and he had it casually pointed towards Malfoy. "I was just thinking," Ginny said as she racked her brains. "Well, what if the potion wasn't meant for Harry and Mrs. Malfoy?" she said, blurting out the first thing that came to mind. Malfoy and Ron just stared at her. "Yeah, I told you it was stupid…"

"Yep," sneered Malfoy.

"No, I think you might be onto something there, Gin."

"Really?" asked Ginny and Malfoy at the same time. Now it was Ginny's turn to be glared at.

"Well, if it wasn't meant for Potter and my mother, who exactly was it for?"

"Er… I dunno…" stammered Ron.

"I think we're going too far with this love potion notion," said Malfoy as he rolled his eyes. "I mean, first of all, they're illegal. And, second of all, they're extremely hard to brew and- GRANGER!" he exploded. "THAT FILTHY LITTLE MUDBLOOD MADE MY MOTHER AND POTTER FALL IN LOVE! I'M GONNA KILL HER! KILL HER!" In his rage, Malfoy jumped up, knocking his chair over in the process. It was only after he had done so that he realized everyone in the Leaky Cauldron was staring at him. "What are you lot looking at? Mind your own business," he snapped. He put his chair upright and sat back down with a little snort of irritation.

By now, Ron was gripping his wand so tightly that his knuckles were white. He looked as if he was ready to kill Malfoy for even thinking about hurting Hermione.

"Okay, calm down, Draco," said Ginny.

"Did you just call me Draco?" Malfoy said with a look of disgust. "How dare you address me, your superior, by my first name with out my permission! Really, Weasley, you aren't much better than Granger…"

Ginny was beginning to get irritated with Malfoy and his ridiculous behavior. 'Calm down,' she told herself. 'If you lose you head, Ron will surely kill Draco…. Besides, he's still sexy.'

"We have no real reason to believe that Hermione was the one that brewed the potion…except for her sudden odd behavior… Anyway, we're not even entirely sure if Harry and your mother are under a love potion. I mean, guys fall for older women everyday." Ron and Malfoy turned and looked at Ginny as if she was a complete idiot.

"Yeah… 18-year-old guys fall in love with women older than their own mother every day… right," said Malfoy with a sneer. All of the sudden, he got a weird look on his face. "Ugh… that's wrong in so many different ways…"

"No, you think?" Ron asked sarcastically.

"Will you two stop acting so childish?" Ginny shot at them. She was answered by a series of dirty looks. "Okay, that's it!" she yelled before standing up. "Get up you two! We're going straight to Hermione's flat and straightening this whole thing out! Move it!"

Ron and Malfoy stared at her open mouthed. They looked at each other and then back at her before quietly standing up. "Okay, let's go," said Ginny. The three of them Apparated to Hermione's flat.

Meanwhile:

Harry sat on his couch and just smiled to himself. He stared out his window and began to daydream about his dear 'Cissa. Things had progressed quickly in their relationship. Never before had Harry felt so strongly towards someone… except perhaps towards Ginny. Something stirred inside of him then, but he pushed it from his mind and continued thinking about his precious Narcissa. He began to wonder what would happen if they were to get married. Harry could see it now; Mrs. Weasley's horrified stare, Mr. Weasley's mouth agape, and the rest of the family's stunned expressions.

He shook his head. He couldn't do that to them… not after everything they had done for him. Still… he was an adult now, and he could make decisions for himself. Besides, they'd get used to it over time… right? Harry shook his head again. He was getting way ahead of himself, especially since he and Narcissa had only officially started dating yesterday. Yet, Harry already knew that she was the one… there couldn't possibly be anyone else… except-- 'No,' he told himself. 'Don't think about her. You have Narcissa now, and she actually loves you. Now don't go and screw it up.'

He got up, and still arguing with himself, Apparated to Malfoy Manor.

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while…. School's been consuming all of my time… But now I'm on summer break, so I should be able to update more often!

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