Chapter Twleve.

A Surprise Guest

Draco's POV

Alright. Three weeks have passed. We're making progress. I only have them really for another three weeks, so I want to make this count.

Look at me! Going altruistic! Honestly.

Still, it was exciting. Granger hasn't cursed in a bit. She's been doing a lot of drawing and painting. It helps her get her emotions out. She's been spending time with Weasley.

Weasley has gotten his rage under some semblence of control. He still goes off every so often but he's doing better.

Luna was taking a more active interest in herself. I wanted her to show enough care for herself before I let her go. I can't actually make them stay any longer than their six weeks, but the right word to an anxious parent and they were as good as mine! Muhahahahaha!

Ok, enough of that.

Ginny... she was the one that I worried about the most. She still was hiding something from me. She has to tell it to me, get it out in the air before she can truly be healed.

I shook myself from my musings. I was a little bored. Then I grinned. A good game of futball always got me riled.

I stood up and trudged into the common room I had set up for my inmates. Granger was standing at an easel painting. Weasley had his arms around her waist, chin on her shoulder. Luna was riffling through one of my reasearch books, doubtless looking for something that didn't exsist. Ginny was perched on one segment of the couch, curled close around her book. Her posture said she had something to hide.

I put that out of my mind and cleared my throat. The gang looked up at me.

"Who wants to play futball?" I asked.

Ginny perked up immediately. Weasley looked uncertain. Luna was out of it. As usual. Granger just looked bored.

"Please?" I asked. "It will help... uh... your group/team behavior and how you handle yourselves in the event you are captured by a World Cup team with hopes of you being their starting string."

Ginny giggled with Luna at my pityful excuse. Weasley looked even less certain, but Granger had a slight twinkle in her eyes.

"Come on!" Ginny urged her mates. "Let's have a go."

They sighed and followed me downstairs to the main hall.

"Mr Malfoy..."

I turned to see a small house elf. "Yes?"

"There is a young man here to see Miss Lovegood."

Luna perked up a little.

"Send him in."

No one could have been as surprised as me to see Harry Potter enter.

(A/N: Futball - Soccer