Brace yourself, this chapter starts out pretty slowly and boring but it'll get better...

and the end will make you fall off your seat.

BUT DON'T READ AHEAD NOW! HEHEHEHEHEHEHE. Just stick with me on this rather long chapter and you'll be happy.

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Don't you just hate it when a man on the corner of Willow Street and Donna Drive sighs and shakes his head, saying "WOMEN!" as if women were the sole reason for his horrible lifestyle and everything that had every happened to him was because of WOMEN!

Well I hate it. But not because it annoys the hell out of me and I think it is the stupidest thing to say, but because I think that men are being HYPOCRITES. Really, women have it worse. But do you even hear us scream out "MEN!" unless she'd accidentally stepped into the men's bathroom or there are men in her room? No. We are mature enough to accept men and we don't blame our lives on them.

But sometimes, I wish we can because sometimes, it's so true.

Men are EVIL and SELFISH and DUMB and GLUTTONOUS.

ALL they think about is sex and women. Oh yes, and Quidditch, but as a former Quidditch player (Chudley Canons!) I find it understandable to have a deep love for that sport.

But otherwise, it's sex and women. It drives me nuts.

I was reading this muggle book once about a group of guys and all they do is sit around and admire their cars (vehicles in muggle world) and try to compare which one is better, faster, and hotter.

I almost feel like now, women are like cars and we're just being used for how hot we are and to show us off.

MEN!

Can't they ever do something? Is the only reasonable man out there Harry Potter? The untouchable? The only one who's not looking for a woman right now? (No, he's NOT GAY.)

Why can't men just GROW UP once in a while?

Just a little stupid, huh?

MEN!

-Ginny Weasley, Daily Prophet.

"Hey, Weasley."

Ginny put down her quill and looked up to see a lovely surprise.

"Blaise? What brings you here?"

"Nothing much. Us boys at the pitch miss you… especially Draco."

"I doubt it."

"He's pretty beat. Can't even catch the bloody snitch properly anymore. We won about three times in a row now."

"Nah…"

"You won't believe me? How about you come watch us today."

"I can't, I'm pretty busy today, Blaise."

"Busy doing what?"

"Writing."

"How come you came last time?"

"I had to stay up until late at night to finish it, okay?"

"It won't hurt to do so again, would it?"

"Yes it would. Plus, I don't want to have to see Malfoy again."

Blaise smirked, closed the door, and sat down across from her. "So this is what it's all about? Draco? That's why you won't come see us?"

"No…"

"Don't deny it."

"I'm not denying anything."

"Oh, come off it, Weasley. We all know that Draco can't get enough of you and he was down right depressed when you two 'broke up' and looking at the state of you, it looks like you need a little someone, right?"

"No!"

"Draco's my best mate, hon, and he told me about Terry."

"You know about-"

"Yes, love. I know Terry Boot. He was in my year, right?"

"Yes…"

"Let me tell you one thing. Him and his little friends, Michael Corner- hey, you dated him once too, right?"

"That was long back ago."

"Well they're all a bunch of gits. Stupid, annoying and obnoxious."

"Wow, that certainly doesn't sound like Malfoy, does it?" She said sarcastically.

"No, it doesn't. Draco's really cool, Weasley."

"That's only because you're just as stupid, annoying, and obnoxious as him."

"Hey! don't shoot the messenger."

"And he's still an arrogant b-"

"But the main reason you won't let him in is because of what he'd done to you in the past, right?"

"He hasn't changed, Blaise, if that's what you're getting at."

"No, he hasn't. But just give him a chance, Ginny. We're all saying it. He changed a lot since you two started dating. He was happier, funnier, and easier to get along with."

"I'm still not going, Blaise. And you can't do anything about it."

Blaise sighed. "Draco's right. You ARE a down right stubborn witch."

"And you were saying before how Malfoy was just SO in love with me?"

"Exactly, because I've never heard him talk about any girl so much."

"You mean complain about any girl."

"Same thing, really. Now, he also happened to tell me last night about this date you were going on…?"

"Date?"

"You know… the ickle three some?"

Ginny threw her quill at him. "It wasn't a three some."

"You, Terry, and his girlfriend?"

"What about it?"

"I'm telling you, Ginny, you're making a big mistake chasing after this Terry guy."

"He's perfectly fine and he's a million times better than Draco Malfoy."

"How'd did the date go?"

"It went very well, thank you."

"Come on, I won't tell Draco."

"I never accused you of doing so."

"Well you were thinking it. How'd did the date go, Weasley?"

"Very well."

"You look like you got stuck into a large blender and it spat you out and they friend you on a Mongolian grill and stuck you in a swimming pool for five hours." Blaise commented.

Ginny glared at him and picked up a hairband.

"Thank you, Zabini. Is that all you wanted to tell me?"

"Oh, come on, Ginny, I was just kidding."

"Well, just tell Malfoy that I had a swell time with Terry last night."

"Terry and Jane, you mean?"

"I had a great time last night that was loads better than the past week and a half I had to spend with him."

Or I would have had a great time if I actually went…

Blaise gave her a knowing look and nodded. "So you know, Ginny, today, I'm holding a birthday party."

"Oh, Happy birthday."

"And it's at my place at seven."

"Well, have fun."

"I want you to come, Ginny."

"No. I'm refuse to get in at least a kilometer radius of Malfoy."

"Don't worry, it's a two story house."

"I won't do it."

"Come on, for me? As my date? You haven't been on a real date for a while, have you-OW!"

"No. I'm not going." Ginny said calmly.

"I know that Anderson's bringing Hermione Granger. You'll have a girlfriend to talk to."

"Hermione? She's not going…"

"She works with Anderson and they've been having this 'thing' for the longest time now. She's coming. At LEAST come and give her some company."

"Hermione is one of my best friends. She'd have told me of she had a 'thing' with someone."

"Women…"

"If I owl Hermione right now, she'd say she was going to a party tonight?"

"Yes."

Ginny hastily picked out a piece of parchment paper and scribbled "Tell me you're not going to a birthday party tonight." She whistled and her gorgeous bronze owl flew in and she attached the note to its leg.

"That's a nice owl, Weasley."

"Thank you. He was a gift from Harry."

"Ah, another lover?"

"No, he's a friend. Why are you overanalyzing everything?"

"Welcome to Blaise's world." He said, opening his arms apart wide.

After a few moments, her owl came back with fresh parchment at its skinny legs.

"Yes, I am. How did you know?"

Ginny groaned and cast the note aside.

"Okay, I'll be there." She said.

"FanTASTIC!" Blaise cried out, jumping up. "I'll see you then! Zabini manor- it's Draco's surprise birthday party. No need to get him a present or anything. Your presence is enough for him."

"WHAT?"

Blaise waved and quickly shuffled out the door. Closing the door of her office behind him, he turned to face the rest of the Quidditch guys who were crowded around him, some pressing their ear against the wall, and grinned. They cheered silently…

OOOOOOOOOO

"You look lonely, Gin." Hermione said, her cheeks glowing and holding a martini glass. She joined Ginny at the mini bar.

"Well, not anymore."

"Do you want a drink?"

"Nah- it's okay. I'm done with alcohol."

"That's a pretty big sacrifice. So un-Weasley like."

"Bite me."

"Come join the party, Ginny, it's really fun."

"I never knew you were that into Draco Malfoy."

Hermione turned redder. "I'm not… he hasn't said anything bad anyways… I've heard from a special someone about a date you've been on? How was it?"

"Who told you that?"

"A little bird. How'd it go, Ginny? You should have told me!"

"Well, you should have told me about you and Anderson!"

"Who told you?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"Oh, a little birdie."

Ginny was scared that if Hermione turned any redder, she'd burst. "I'll tell you about Anderson if you tell me about your date."

"First of all, Herms, there WAS no date."

"There was no what?"

"I cancelled."

"Why? It's Terry Boot! You've liked him for ages now!"

"He has… a girlfriend."

"Oh… and yet you were going to go on a date with him?"

"And his girlfriend."

"A three some?" Hermione asked incredulously.

"Yes. I said yes at first but I realized… I can't lower my standards that low…"

"I say just forget him, Ginny. That Malfoy isn't too bad now."

"You TOO?"

"NO! I'm just saying… he kept looking at this direction for the entire time… I'm no expert but I'd say he has a thing for you."

"Maybe he was admiring this terrific mini-bar."

"Well why don't you ask him yourself?" Hermione said as she smiled past Ginny's shoulder. Ginny turned her head around only to face the one thing she had been dreading.

"Ask me what?" Draco asked.

"Ginny wanted to know if you've been checki- OW!" Hermione stopped midway and clutched onto her throbbing foot.

"What my dear friend Hermione meant was if you could please just bugger off and leave me alone for the rest of my life."

"Oh really?"

"Yes. Bugger off, Malfoy."

"I'm going to uh… grab a bottle of some fire whiskey." Hermione said, dashing away, leaving Draco and Ginny there together.

"So…" Draco started.

"So…"

"Well this is awkward, isn't it."

"Thanks to you."

"Look, what's your problem with me?"

"What's MY problem? What's yours? You practically told me yesterday that if I ever saw you again, you'd force us back together."

"I never said that."

"And that I'd be coming back to you no matter what. Does this count? I've been distancing myself the entire time and YOU were the one who came first."

"Couldn't resist."

"Yeah, well I can. So leave me alone so that I can prove to you that I can live without you. I'm not like the other bimbos you've been with, Malfoy. I don't fall at your feet and worship you."

"I KNOW you don't. Why else do you think I like you so much?"

"You LIKE me or you like BUGGING THE HELL OUT OF ME?"

"Well, if you put it that way…"

"SEE? THIS IS THE PROBLEM WITH YOU! YOU ARE INCREDIBLY ANNOYING AND IMMATURE AND YOU EXPECT EVERYONE TO FALL FOR IT."

The room fell silent and Ginny flushed a little, even though she wasn't sure if it was from her anger or embarrassment.

"Hey, go finish it in my room. You guys are making a racket." Blaise slurred, receiving many approving nods.

Ginny huffed and crossed her arms but Draco caught her hand. He dragged her off the stool and led her to a room around the corner and on their left. Softly, he closed the door after they were both inside and cast a silencing charm.

"Listen, Weasley. It's not like I MEAN to be annoying or immature but you're not accepting the way I am usually."

"Oh, and what are you usually? Mr. Nice guy?"

"I DON'T KNOW! IF I SAY THAT I AM, THEN YOU'RE JUST GOING TO STAND THERE AND CALL ME A LYING EGOTISTICAL ARSE. What am I SUPPOSED TO SAY? NO?"

"How about just telling me the TRUTH? How about just admitting that you are indeed pompous and arrogant and get over yourself?"

"Well, I don't want to have to lie, but I'm not what I usually am around you. It's hard… I try to be nice but you're just too damn DIFFICULT."

"When? When have you tried to be nice to me?"

"OH, I'd tell you all the times but I'm sorry I don't have all day."

"Name ONE time you've ever TRIED to be nice to me."

"How about the flowers I've sent you? Or how about the dress I've bought you? Or the time I tried to say THANK YOU and you threw a cup at me? Or how about the time I brought you back to your flat after you got piss ass drunk and woke up at five to brew you some hangover potion? Or, hey! How's the time I SAVED YOUR LIFE when you fell from your bloody broomstick?"

Ginny blushed slightly and almost began to feel guilty when her own stubbornness resided over her. "I said THANK YOU."

"And we end up like this. Really, nice, isn't it?" Draco countered.

"You MAY be Mr. Nice Guy, but you're really a PRAT, okay? YOU'RE SELFISH AND POMPOUS AND OBNOXIOUS."

"HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT? I'VE ALREADY LISTED YOU COUNTLESS WAYS TO DEFY YOUR IMAGE OF ME! YOU ONLY THINK THAT BECAUSE THAT'S HOW I WAS BEFORE BUT I'VE CHANGED, OKAY? AND YOU'RE TOO BLIND AND TOO STUBBORN TO SEE THAT. YOU KNOW IT BUT YOU JUST DON'T WANT TO SEE IT. YOU'RE TOO SCARED."

"SCARED? HAH! WHAT COULD I BE SCARED OF?" Ginny screamed.

"Maybe, FALLING FOR ME?"

"SEE? THERE YOU GO AGAIN WITH YOUR HYPOTHESIS THAT I AM ACTUALLY MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU. DO YOU SEE WHY I THINK YOU'RE ARROGANT? IF YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED, I HATE YOUR GUTS."

"OH? Hey, Weasley, I heard you ditched your threesome date last night. Finally realized your standing?"

"I never was planning on going, Malfoy."

"Oh? Then why is it that I clearly remember you saying something like 'I have a date to attend to by seven?'"

"I only SAID that to get you off my back. Do I seem like the kind of person who'd tag along a couple's date just because I really like the guy? Does it seem as if I'd stoop down that low?"

"Looking at you now, I'd have to say yes. You haven't been on a real date for how long? You haven't seen any satisfactory men for how long?"

Ginny's eyes burned with anger. "I've been getting along FINE until you came along, Malfoy."

"Oh right… every single day is a rant about men and how much you hate them and how horrible they are… just because all the men you've probably ever been with got bugged the hell out by you and your cockiness and temper and all left you, huh? That's what happened with Terry, huh? Face it, Weasley, it's YOUR fault that you can't get any men because you've chased them all out."

The sudden silence between them was the first sign for Draco that he had finally broken her. He had finally beaten her in one of their verbal wars and he had finally shattered all the ego and self esteem that she held sparingly on one strong finger. The second sign was when her hand loosened up and fell limply by her side and it seemed as though everything behind her eyes fell.

Without warning, then, Draco kissed her.

OOOOOOOOOO

HOOHA HOOHA.

HOW YA LIKE ME NOW?

I WAS GOING TO GO INTO MORE DETAIL ABOUT THE KISS BECAUSE YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING SO PATIENTLY FOR 10 FREAKING CHAPTERS BUT IT JUST DIDN'T SEEM RIGHT. SO LET YOUR IMAGINATION WANDER.

Review?

Ginevra-psk, thanks for the GREAT idea that I never even THOUGHT of. How could I think that our Ginny Weasley would actually go on that date? Thanks to marauders babe, also. I sort of felt bad I didn't do a flashback like you wanted, but I hope you liked this too. And also to Anna for my final decision on flashback or not and jjp91 for the VERY interesting idea that I'll probably pick up later and Excuse me Mr. Mister for inspiring me to make the kiss happen now and everyone else!

What happens now? Any suggestions? Would you like the story to be over about now or do you think it still needs more developing?

Thanks, guys!

-love youngwriter.