Author's Note: Hello everyone! I just had a kind of major plot change. Last chapter, Blaise said that the ball was going to be held in 4 days. I decided to change the date so it's going to be held in about 2 weeks or so. So if you want to check chapter 5 again, you will see that I have changed the date. :)

On with the story!

CHAPTER 6

Ginny reclined against a tree beside the lake, sighing. She couldn't fathom why in the world Draco Malfoy would start acting nice to her, Ginny Weasley. And she couldn't even begin to comprehend why she kissed him. That is of course, assuming that she wasn't dreaming. But then again, why would she even dream about kissing Draco Malfoy? It must've been a nightmare then.

Ginny shook her head a bit violently. The whole thing confused her, and she hated being confused.

"Hey." A smooth voice greeted her.

"Oh, hey M-Draco. I didn't see you coming."

"You were pretty deep in thought."

Ginny watched Draco silently as he sat himself down a few feet away from her.

"Er, sorry about earlier Mal-Draco. I was just feeling a bit cranky. And I'm sorry I keep on forgetting to call you by your first name…" She was babbling and she knew it.

Draco shot her a peculiar look, and she thought she might've seen something akin to surprise flash in his eyes, but it was gone in an instant, and she wondered whether she was imagining things.

"It's fine, Ginny."

"So umm, crazy test the ball is, huh? I'm kind of afraid we're not going to pass…" Ginny bit her lip, and started to look at Draco, but decided against it and allowed her eyes to rest on the lake instead.

Silence.

"Well, we can't really say for sure." Draco replied a bit later. His voice was quiet and calm, and his face was void of any expression. Save for a slight pout in his lower lip. It was barely even noticeable. But Ginny, Ginny noticed things.

"I guess. I don't really know much about you, and you don't know much about me."

"Then we obviously need to start getting to know each other more, don't you think?" Draco's tone was almost teasing, and this made Ginny glance at him sharply. She saw the amusement flicker in his eyes, and she broke into a smile.

"Well Malfoy, you better start talking then." She grinned at him cheekily.

She watched him lay back on the grass, fold his arm behind his head and gaze up at the sky. Ginny chewed on her lip again, before deciding that she wanted to do the same thing. She wordlessly crawled to Draco's side and assumed the same position.

Draco turned to look at her lazily. "Funny, I got the impression that you didn't want to be anywhere near me."

Ginny bit her lip again. She did an awful lot of lip biting when she was nervous or in thought, Draco noticed. "I said I was sorry about that." She mumbled.

Draco ignored her comment, but the side of his lips quirked slightly upwards. "So, what do you want to know about me?" He turned to gaze at the sky again.

"Anything, really. Hmm, you know what, I think we're going to learn more about each other if we just talked and… stuff." Ginny sat up and tucked her legs in, then rested her chin on her knee.

"That's true."

"So umm, well…okay."

Silence.

"Draco, we've spent the past 5 minutes in silence."

"I noticed."

Ginny bit her lip again and tilted her head up to gaze at the sky. The dark was beginning to consume the sky.

"Have you noticed that you bite your lip whenever you're nervous or deep in thought?"

Ginny turned to look at Draco. He was gazing at her with an unreadable expression on his face, as always. She couldn't help but blush and turn away.

"Your ears turn red when you're embarrassed, but when you're pleased your cheeks turn pink. You chew on your pinky when you're nervous too, I noticed." Draco vaguely wondered whether he was coming off as the stalker type. But then again, it wasn't his fault he was observant.

"Seems like you already know a lot about me." Ginny laughed a bit then turned to look at Draco again. He was looking at the sky again now.

"I'm just observant."

"You run your hands through your hair when you're frustrated. Your left eye brow twitches when you're trying to hide your amusement. When you aren't sure of yourself, you lower lip pouts, but only slightly. It's barely noticeable, really." Ginny shrugged and glanced up at the stars again.

"Seems like you know a lot about me too."

"I know that you love chocolate ice cream. And you don't seem to like raisins." Ginny giggled a bit. "I saw you picking them off the bread the house elves gave us before serving us our ice cream. Although you did it really subtly, I bet anyone who wasn't paying attention wouldn't have noticed."

"So you were paying attention."

"Of course. And it looks like I'm not the only one who does." Ginny threw him a half-smile. "But it seems like I'm more observant than you are."

That sounded like a challenge.

"You don't like nuts with your ice cream, your eyes narrow when you're thinking of a good come back, you clench your jaw when you're speechless and you don't like it…" Draco was sitting up now, ticking off all the little things he noticed about her.

"Even though you try to hide it, your eyes twinkle slightly when you're enjoying yourself." She cut him off. "And Draco," Ginny began.

"What?"

"Your eyes are twinkling." She grinned at him.

Draco's face slowly broke into a grin.

"You're smiling!"

He shrugged. "So?"

Ginny blushed. "You should smile more often Malfoy."

"But I smile enough already."

"No you don't."

"Okay fine. I don't then."

"So you should smile more often."

"Then you should give me more reasons to smile."

"Malfoy."

"Weasley."

"Your eyes are still twinkling."

"Your cheeks are pink."

A few minutes of silence.

"Malfoy."

"Weasley."

"We're missing dinner again."

"We can always go to the kitchens."

"And risk getting drunk off ice cream again? I think not." Ginny laughed.

Draco smirked at her. "Ice cream is not the only thing they serve, in case you've forgotten."

"Well, they could put rum in everything else too!"

"Sounds like you're just looking for an excuse to avoid going to the kitchens with me."

"No I'm not!"

"Did I tell you your entire face goes red when you're feeling particularly indignant?"

"Malfoy!"

"Ginny."

"Draco."

"What?"

"Let's go to the kitchens."

Draco shot her an amused look. He dusted off his clothes and held his hand out for her.

"A few days ago, you wouldn't even help me off the ground."

"Well, you wanted us to get to know each other more."

"How is offering me your hand supposed to tell me anything about you?" Ginny raised a brow at him.

"It will tell you that I'm a gentleman."

"Suuuuure." Ginny smirked and grabbed his hand. He swiftly pulled her up to her feet.

"After you."

"Thank you." Ginny grinned again. She was having fun with Draco Malfoy! And she had actually found someone as observant (and maybe even more so) as she was! She smiled a bit to herself as they started walking slowly to the kitchens. Maybe having Draco as her husband wouldn't be as bad as she thought it would be. Maybe they had a shot at passing the test after all.

Maybe, she could just stop overanalyzing the situation, and just enjoy it as it lasted.

Those were a lot of maybes for someone who decided not to overanalyze things.

Okay, i understand that they're acting a bit out of character here, but i assumed that it would be expected, you know, after that incident in the kitchens.

also, i realized that it would be unnatural for them to have noticed so many things about each other already, considering the fact that they've only been "married" for three days, so i made a slight change in the 3rd chapter and arranged for them to have been married for six days.

anyway, i hope you enjoyed this chapter! it was a bit...fluffy and not very funny but, yeah. :)