Hello everyone! I have very important plot changes that I need to inform you about. Before you all kill me for being so indecisive about the plot, let me just say that these changes are very IMPORANT. These changes will help me finish the story. :)

Now these are the changes (they're not very major, but they affect the plot a LOT):

1. The movie ended up taking about two months to film, and a week to edit and tweak and stuff. This is why magic is so helpful. Haha

2. Party is a celebratory party for the end of shooting the movie, not a getting to know you party

3. The party was moved to Friday night, so that gives them…what? 5 more days, I think. Well, basically they just have more time to prepare for the party.

So, there we have em. You can all kill me when I finish the whole story. I hope these changes don't bother you guys too much. Much love, and thanks!

CHAPTER 7

Ginny stared at the front page of the Daily Prophet. Eleven words in big, bold print glared back at her, and the picture below it, revealing a very irate Dave, seemingly yelling something at the doors of the restaurant, didn't make Ginny feel any better.

GINNY WEASLEY'S EX-BOYFRIEND GETS SOCKED IN THE GUT BY DRACO MALFOY.

Ginny closed her eyes, slowly counted to ten and opened them again. The article was still there. She sucked in her breath and looked at the author. The paper crumpled pitifully in her death grip. Reeta Skeeter. She didn't even bother to read it.

"Ginny?" Hermione's timid voice caused Ginny to dart her head towards her manager's direction. Her head was peaking from behind Ginny's bedroom door.

"Oh, hey Herm. Did you read the Daily Prophet today?" Ginny asked a bit too cheerfully as she threw the paper haphazardly at the wastebasket, missing it by only three meters. She merely laughed, and vaguely reminded Hermione of a madwoman.

"Umm, yes, actually. It wasn't that bad, really." Hermione laughed a bit awkwardly, still hidden behind the bedroom door.

"Really? What did the awful bint come up with this time?" Ginny laughed again and turned to stare at her reflection. She was in her robes, sitting in front of her dresser. Her red hair unbrushed and messily tumbling past her shoulders. Dark violet crescents smudged under her eyes, her abnormally pale skin made her freckles stand out even more.

"Well, she got the part about you breaking up with Dave right. Only she said it was because Draco threatened you into doing it by punching Dave in the stomach… I think she may have gotten Dave's help with this one."

"Oh. I guess it isn't that bad. It's more of Draco's problem now." Ginny laughed again, then promptly began to bang her head on her dresser. "Oh gods oh gods oh gods. I don't want to go to the shoot today."

Hermione quickly rushed to Ginny's side and caught the redhead's head in her hands. "Stop it Ginny. Brain cells."

Ginny sniffed and slowly turned to look at Hermione's face, her head still trapped in her manager's hands.

"That is such a you thing to say."

Hermione laughed. "Okay, I'm sorry Gin. But we can't have a giant red bump on our superstar's pretty forehead, now can we?"

Ginny laughed a bit sardonically. "Oh sure we can."

"Well, off you go to the shower. Be ready in twenty minutes." Hermione assumed her bossy tone and promptly let go of Ginny's head.

Ginny begrudgingly got up and dragged her feet over to her en suite bathroom, and the door swung shut behind her. Hermione nodded in satisfaction and retreated to the living room to wait for he friend.

"Hey Draco. Have you seen the morning papers yet?" Blaise asked casually as he sat himself down on one of the seats around Draco's dining table. He got a piece of toast and started spreading jam on it.

"No, not yet." Draco replied as he entered the kitchen, his hair still wet and his top unbuttoned. He grabbed his wand from the dining table and zapped his hair dry. He sat down across Blaise and started buttoning his top.

"Oh good. It isn't that interesting anyway. Just a load of crap about-"

Draco ignored Blaise and snatched the morning paper from the house elf's hands. He carefully opened it and nearly choked when he read the headlines.

"Don't bother reading the article. You know that everything written by Skeeter is just a pile of bullcrap."

Draco slowly turned to look at his manager with narrowed eyes, then brought his attention back to the paper and began to read. The first line was enough to make him draw his wand out and burn it.

When Draco Malfoy persuaded Ginny Weasley into breaking up with her boyfriend Dave by threatening to beat up the poor man…

Draco's eyes blazed up. What the HELL was this?

"Now Draco, it isn't that bad. Nobody believes anything Reeta Skeeter says anyway…"

Draco didn't say anything. Instead, he strode over to the fireplace in his kitchen and threw a handful of powder into the flames.

"Louise Lemmings!" Draco yelled. A few seconds later, the sleepy face of the Daily Prophet's editor in chief swirled into view.

"What is it, Mister Malfoy?" Louise stifled a yawn and tried to look presentable and dignified in front of his daughter's favorite actor.

"Your paper! The front page is absolute ludicrous! I expected more from the Daily Prophet! Now you're going around publishing stories that belong in tabloids on the front page!"

Louise coughed uncomfortably. "We're really sorry, Mister Malfoy. If you want, we can have it retracted. But we will, of course, have to get Miss Weasley's permission as well."

"Yes, of course. Thank you. Good day to you, Mister Lemmings." Draco nodded curtly, and the editor in chief's face disappeared in the flames.

"Well, that went well." Blaise poured himself a glass of milk.

"Yes, of course it did." Draco murmured. "Anyway, I have to leave now, or I'll be late for the shoot."

"Yes, your highness." Blaise replied sarcastically with a roll of his eyes. "We have an appointment with Montague at four."

"Hmm." Draco replied disinterestedly, and took a sip of his coffee before straightening up and picking up his wand. He nodded at Blaise in farewell before disappearing with a pop.

"Ginny! You're going to be late!" Hermione yelled.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Ginny grumbled. She emerged out of her room in a hot pink Weird Sisters shirt that clashed horribly with her hair, tight dark blue jeans she tucked inside her white rain boots, which had pink strawberries printed all over them.

Hermione tutted at Ginny's unmade face and squiggly wet hair. She took out her wand and briskly dried and styled her friends hair into a bun, and covered the dark smudges under Ginny's eyes. She considered adding some color in Ginny's cheeks, but decided that the make up artists could fix her up later.

"Thank you." Ginny grumbled again.

Hermione nodded I acknowledgement. "Now, go."

Ginny nodded and slowly lifted her wand and disappeared with a small pop. Hermione shook her head and sighed before apparating herself to Montague's. They had an appointment at three, and she wanted to confirm.

When Ginny got to her trailer, she was surprised to find no one there. She heard a voice calling her name, and spotted that it was a sparkling yellow note posted on her mirror doing so.

"Hullo." She murmured as she reached the note and scanned what was written on it. Her heart stopped, and her blood ran cold at what she read. (And it didn't help that the piece of sparkling yellow paper recited what was written on it once Ginny's fingers touched it)

Good morning, Ginny dear! I decided that today would be a fabulous time for you and Draco to rehearse together. Now, the remaining scenes require a lot of love/direct contact and whatnot, and I think this is something you two need to work on by yourselves. Don't even think about skipping, I cast a charm around the entire set to prevent you from doing so. You've until 3. Have fun, darling. Ciao!

"Oh gods." Ginny mumbled, her head already spinning at the thought of seven hours alone with Draco. She practically stumbled out of her trailer, only to find Draco appear to be brooding by the dungeon set.

"Good…morning." Ginny's voice was barely above a whisper as she regarded Draco's form. His back was to her, and she watched as he turned to look at her in slow motion.

An unknown emotion flickered through Draco's eyes. "Good morning."

"I guess we're stuck with each other until three." Ginny could feel the blood draining in her face.

"Apparently so." Draco replied coolly.

They stood staring at each other for a few minutes. Ginny couldn't help but notice that Draco hadn't changed. He still looked as handsome and impeccable as ever, and she felt like a frump around him.

"So, where do you want to start?" Draco asked out of nowhere.

Wherever we don't have to touch each other. Ginny thought, only to realize she had said it aloud when Draco raised his brows at her lazily.

"We touch each other at some point in every scene we haven't filmed yet." Draco felt the need to point it out, not looking very pleased with the idea either.

"Er, right. We can start at the next scene, I suppose." Ginny swallowed hard. The next scene was a kissing scene. She hesitantly moved towards her spot and stood there, shaking ever so slightly, and shot Draco an expectant look.

Draco threw a bored look at her and sauntered over to his spot and sat on his big leather chair and started to make himself comfortable. Stupid Draco for looking so calm and cool all the time. Ginny sat on the floor, tucking her legs in her arms as she stared at the toes of her rain boots, feeling a bit petulant.

"You better take a shower, Mavais. I can smell you from here." Draco said evenly, looking cool as ever, reclined in his chair with his feet propped on the table. His eyes were closed, and no emotion crossed his handsome face.

"Shut up, you bastard." Ginny spat out viciously from her position in the other side of the room. "Where can I take a shower?" She added a few moments later.

Draco took out his wand and waved it at the wall. A brown door magically appeared.

"Take as long as you want. You'll find clean clothes and a towel inside. And you won't find a way to escape through the bathroom, Mavais." He added calmly, still addressing the heiress by her last name.

"Whatever." Ginny muttered as she got up and stomped towards the bathroom. The door shut behind her with a loud bang, and Draco hardly even flinched.

A few seconds later, Ginny banged out of the room with an angry look on her face. Her eyes darted to Draco, who was still in the same position.

"What the hell is this, Leo?!" She yelled at him. She was supposedly wearing his shirt in this scene, and she wasn't supposed to act pleased about it.

"What the hell is this, Leo?!" She yelled at him. She would've addressed him by his surname as well, if only he had given it to her.

One of Draco's eyes lazily popped open. "It's my shirt." He drawled. "I'm not a woman, okay, Mavais? I don't have any frilly dresses for you to borrow and stomp around in."

"Will you stop being so…so-"

"So what?" Draco drawled again, standing up this time and striding towards her.

"Stop being so you!" She half-screamed at his chest, voice hoarse. Suddenly noticing the distance (or lack thereof) between them, she hesitantly asked, "What are you doing?"

He took a step towards her and she took a step back. They repeated the cycle until Ginny found that she couldn't take another step back anymore, as her back was pressed against the wall.

"I am sick of your whining. All you do is complain your spoiled little rich ass off. Now if you don't shut up, I'm going to cut your tongue off." Draco said quietly.

Ginny gulped visibly. The panicked look in her eyes was so real, Draco couldn't tell if she was even acting anymore.

"What sort of behavior do you expect from someone held hostage, you moron?" She replied venomously.

The two glared at each other for a moment, both breathing heavily. In a second, their lips crashed, and they found themselves making out very heavily. When they rediscovered that they needed oxygen to breathe, they quickly pulled apart.

Ginny stared at Draco wide-eyed, gaping at him. Draco looked back at her, looking quite surprised as well.

"I-I…" Ginny began, mouth opening and closing trying to form the words in her mouth, but realized that she didn't know what to say. "Oh Merlin." She breathed, turning red. She quickly shoved Draco out of her way and ran to her corner in the dungeon and burrowed under the covers, not forgetting to thank the script writer for allowing her to do so.

She and Draco kissed! They kissed! The thought frantically churned in Ginny's mind, and she felt like she could just die. She didn't want to admit that she had enjoyed the kiss; that she didn't want to stop. She didn't want to admit that his kiss still made he toes curl, that she still saw fireworks behind her closed lids. She hated to admit it, but she would kind of rather die out of the lack of oxygen from kissing him than come out for air. They didn't even have to kiss, as they were only rehearsing the scene. Why did they kiss anyway?

Meanwhile, Draco still stood, motionless, in the same position. The same thoughts were churning in his mind, and he wanted to smack himself for accepting the role. He hated to admit it, but he was still completely, irrevocably in love with Ginny Weasley, and there was no escaping that fact.

This is the same author's note I posted at the end of the latest chapter of my other story

Hello, everyone! Have you all watched the 5th movie of Harry Potter? Most people found it disappointing, but I personally thought it was okay. By the way, I hate to admit it but movie Draco does absolutely nothing for me, although movie Ginny seems to be getting prettier. But for all of my stories, I'm just going to pretend that they're both drop dead gorgeous, because everyone just loves beautiful people! Haha!

Anyway, I'm sorry this chapter took so long but nevertheless, I hope you all enjoyed it. If you loved it, go ahead and tell me how much by posting a review. It will be greatly appreciated:) If you didn't like it at all, or if you found annoying flaws in my writing, go ahead and tell me. Constructive criticism is also appreciated.

Oh, and P.S., I'm sorry if I stop replying to your reviews, my schedule has gotten a little more hectic, and I've hardly enough time for myself. So, I just want to let you know that I LOVE you all, and I ADORE all your reviews. They're all very encouraging, and they keep me from abandoning my writing.

As for the next chapter, I hope it won't take too long for me to update, but I certainly will, so please don't give up on me! Just review and I will love you all forever. Heehee.

And ONE MORE THING! I have another new story, but it's only a one shot. Not much DG action, but still very sweet. (For me, at least) Now go ahead and read it and remember to review if you want to make my day!:)

I'm sorry for the incredibly long author's note, so I'll just end it here. You all stay lovely and wonderful, alright?

Much love from me!