The next morning came all too fast for Draco, who hadn't slept much at all due to his mind being plagued by thoughts of a certain flame haired Gaunt. When Narcissa came knocking at his door at 7am, he swiftly rose and answered it, much to his mother's surprise.

"Oh! You're never up this early," his mother gasped.

"Couldn't sleep," Draco grinned.

"And you're in a good mood. Hell must have frozen over," Narcissa joked. "I'll just go wake Ginny. Get yourself dressed and down to breakfast, we're leaving for King's Cross promptly at 9am." She flashed her son one of her dazzling smiles, and made her way down the hall to Ginny's room.

Draco closed the door, and took a deep breath. He made his way to his closet and picked out his favorite dark green button up shirt and a pair of black slacks. He stopped to wonder what Ginny would be wearing, and chuckled to himself, wondering again if she'd accepted the transfer to Slytherin house. He'd love to see her in Slytherin green. He stumbled into his bathroom and turned on the hot water, showering quickly. He cast a drying charm and dressed, then brushed his teeth and fixed his hair into a perfect messy array, glad he'd given up the hair gel last year. He waved his wand a few times, packing a few last minute items for school. The upside of being a follower of the most infamous wizard in history was having the trace removed at a young age so that you could practice for his bidding.

He made his way out the door and to the staircase, his mind wandering. He nearly knocked her down when he bumped into the object of his wandering mind. As he looked into her eyes, his stomach flip flopped. Why in the world does her gaze affect him so much? He'd never felt like this by just looking at someone before.

"Oh! Good morning, Malfoy," she said cheerily. She gave him a dazzling smile before leaning on the railing of the staircase to catch her balance.

"You might as well call me by my first name, given that we're working together now," he smirked at her. He reached out to steady her, causing them to lock eyes again, and Ginny to blush for a moment before she caught herself.

"Okay then," she smiled, taking a step closer to him. His breath hitched as she leaned into him and laid her pale hands on his chest to get to his ear. "Good morning, Draco," she whispered. Then she turned and began to make her way down the staircase. Draco took a moment to appreciate how short her deep green dress was. The dress was silky and form fitting, with the bust outlined in silver accents. He let his eyes trail down her legs to her feet, which were currently slipped into silver heels that completed the look. Her red hair hung in loose curls today. Yes, Ginevra looked amazing in Slytherin greens. Ginny paused a few steps down, and then turned towards him, making him gulp.

"I know you're completely fascinated by seeing a Griff in green, but the least you could do is accompanying me down to breakfast," she sneered. Yes, Draco definitely liked this change in Miss Ginny Gaunt. He straightened his posture and stepped down to meet her eyes.

"We match," he stated, taking her arm and leading her down into the dining room. It was no secret Ginny was a flirt, but he'd never thought he'd find her attentions focused on him. It was best to keep his cool and let her come to him, he decided.

"I've noticed," she smirked. The pair made their way down to the dining room to meet Lucius and Narcissa along with the earlier rising guests of Malfoy Manor. The group ate in silence, with the occasional comment from Lucius to his wife on plans to get Draco and Ginny to Kings Cross without them being seen together and completely blowing Ginny's cover.

"If I may," interrupted Ginny. "I was thinking Draco and I could arrive together. It may seem insane to members of the Order at first, but as we're supposed to get them to believe that Draco is worthy of being on their side as well, it may give him a chance by being seen with me. If I can persuade them that he's earned my trust, then they just might come to trust him, too. As far as any of them know, I have accepted my family but I do not believe in their cause."

"That's impossible," began Lucius.

"Actually, it just might work," said Voldemort from the doorway. The entire room rose and bowed to their lord, then remained standing until he took his seat at the head of the table. "If Ginevra can succeed in making the Order trust Draco, we will have influence over Order members when the time comes to have them swear their allegiance to me. As long as Ginevra can convince that fool Dumbledore that Draco has good intentions, he will be accepted into the Order in no time, thus giving us another spy on the inside."

"My thoughts exactly, dear cousin," Ginny grinned. "Now, Draco and I must be off to prepare for our journey, can't be missing the train now."

"Until the mark burns," said the Dark Lord in dismissal.

With that, Draco and Ginny made their way to the entry hall. They slipped on identical deep black cloaks, while making playful banter back and forth. Draco snapped for a couple of house elves to gather their bags from their3, and then they were joined by Narcissa and Lucius to apparate from the grounds directly to Kings Cross.

Draco allowed himself another glace at Ginny. Her pleased smirk was almost too much for him to bear. The Dark Lord never took ideas from lowly servants, therefore leaving Draco in awe. It was possible that Ginny and Voldemort were closer than he had initially thought, being related by blood and such. Lucius took Ginny's arm, and they turned to disapparate with a crack.

Yes, Draco wanted her, but he mustn't lose his head. She was just a girl after all. Granted, a girl that was perfect in just about every way, but still just a girl. He made a mental note to talk with Blaise this evening after the feast. He can't lose his cool over a girl like Ginny.