Chapter 9: Draco or Malfoy?

On their way back to the castle an idea came to Ginny's mind.

"Hey, Draco, wanna see if ferrets are faster then weasels or it's the other way around?" she smirked and stared running towards Hogwarts. He followed and incidentally fell on her.

One second they were on the ground laughing, the next one he was tickling her mercilessly.

"Stop it!" she managed to say between laugher. He released her and looked at his watch.

"Come on, it's 5 a.m. Pomfrey's gonna murder us." He stood up and offered her a hand.

"Oh, come on, Draco! We're having so much fun. Please?" she made the puppy dog's eyes.

"Now, miss Weasley, I m here to help you trough this, not make you laugh at some poor innocent boy, who happened to be a Malfoy." He said seriously but his eyes were laughing.

"You innocent?" she lifted her eye brows and giggled. Her giggle soon turned into laughing, and then into hysterics causing her to almost fall on the ground again.

"Well of course. What did you thought!" he asked playing hurt. "Now lets go." He pulled her by the upper arm. Soon her hysterics ended and she was only giggling now and then.

Damn, I'm really getting bonkers around her.

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"Where were you?" Madame Pomfrey asked as soon as they entered her voice full of rage and concern.

"To the loo." Ginny lied quickly.

"Both of you." The patron raised an eye brow.

"No, just I but I ran out and he thought something was wrong and followed me." She smiled at the older witch.

Poppy stared at them for few more seconds and then returned to her office.

"That was close." Ginny sighed and walked to her bed.

"To the loo? Where did you get that one from?" Draco sited him self in the chair next to her bed.

"Well if you haven't remarked by now, Draco, I'm a girl and girls tend to pass a lot of their time in the loo." She made a move to take the Sleeping Draught but then decided against it. "I've got to face my nightmares one day or another." She said mostly to her self than to Draco. She shrugged and laid back.

Just before she drifted to sleep Draco asked her, "What you said earlier- that you felt safe with me, why did you say it?"

"Because as much as I loathe you…" she said in a weak whisper but fell asleep before she could continue.

"Did she just said she loved me?" he asked wide eyed. Then smirked, "Blaise mate you are so gonna lose." With that thought he too drifted back to sleep.

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"You have to bring him to me, Ginevra." Said Tom with a smile that never reached his eyes.

"No, Tom… I can't! I won't… he's my friend!" eleven year old Ginny Weasley in a weak voice.

Ginny watched in fear Tom raising his wand towards her younger self.

"No! Stop it, Tom!" she launched her self at him but it was too late. He had already said the indication the ended her young life.

Ginny fell on the ground knowing fully well she was dead. She remembered it very clearly the darkness surrounding her.

Suddenly she heard a gently voice. A woman with red hair much like her's, was wearing a white gown, and was whispering something Ginny couldn't comprehend.

Finally the lady finished her speech with the words 'You are the one' and vanished.

After that Ginny fell into complete darkness again…

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Draco was in a dark room without windows. He figured out he was under grown because of the smell and the water reaching his ankles.

He looked around and saw that the only light was coming from a lake glowing green. Facing him in the far end of the room was a statue of Salazar Slytherin. Not far from there were two figures. He was far from them and couldn't recognize them so he walked in that direction.

When he was close enough her saw that it was a boy and a girl. He immediately recognized the girl as eleven year old Ginny Weasley. Then realization hit him: he was in the Chamber of Secrets.

Obviously the boy was sixteen year old Tom Riddle. Draco heard Ginny's pleas but Voldemort obviously didn't like her disobeying. Draco saw him point his wand at her and say something in parsel-tongue. Ginny fell on the ground dead.

Draco wanted to help her but couldn't. Suddenly everything turned black…

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Ginny woke up and looked around franticly and relaxed when she saw the Hospital Wing's walls. She fell back on her pillows but couldn't fell asleep again.

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Draco woke up and looked at Ginny. She wasn't asleep.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," she whispered.

"I had an odd dream. I saw you in the Chamber and you…" he took a deep breath, "You were dead." He finished.

Ginny looked at him with wide eyes and felt sick and confused.

"I… I dreamed the same thing." She said and shuddered.

"You did? That's strange." They fell into silence once again when Draco broke it, "What did you say earlier… about loving me?" he said very fast.

Ginny was confused, "What? I didn't quite catch that."

"Before you fell asleep you said that… well… you loved me."

"I-what? Oh, that! Hahaha, I said as much as I loathed you I felt kind of safe. Apparently I didn't finish." She giggled.

At that moment Ron entered the Hospital Wing. "Hey, Gin!" he smiled at her.

"Hey, Ron."

"Malfoy,"

"Weasley," then he turned to Ginny, "I better go now that your brother's here."

"Okay, bye." She waved at him. Make him stay! Make him stay! A part of her brain screamed.

"So, Gin, did Ferret-face bothered you?" her brother asked.

"No, actually he was civil. He didn't say anything except 'Good night' odd isn't it?" she lied.

"Really it's not like him to pass a chance to insult a Weasley."

"So what are we going to do today?" She tried to change the subject.

"You wanna go to Hogsmead?"

"No, I think I will be at the lake."

"Do you want me to stay with you?"

"No thanks." She smiled.

"You sure?"

"Yeah." She smiled. I don't want to kill someone if Voldemort comes agin.

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Ginny was sitting under her favorite oak tree near the lake with a pencil and a paper in her hand.

"What are you doing?" asked a familiar voice.

"Drawing." She answered not looking up.

"Oh. What's that in your hand?"

"This?" she lifted the pencil. He nodded, "A pencil. We use them in Muggle Studies."

"Right." He still didn't understand but didn't ask any further.

"Of course I wouldn't expect a Malfoy to know what this is right?" she teased him while smirking.

"I didn't expect a Weasley to smirk that good." He lowered her face so now it was only two inches away from hers.

When she looked up she was surprised t feel his warm breath on her cheek.

"Nice picture." He whispered and grabbed it from her lap. "Who's that?"

"You." Ginny blushed.

"We have something in common." He lifted it to his face.

"Yeah, like what?" she asked skeptically.

"Everything." He smiled. Ginny returned the smile and an idea stuck her.

"Come on, I've got to show you something." She got up and started walking very close to the lake, Draco following her.

"Since my first year here I wanted to do something." She told him.

"Really? What?" he turned to her.

"This," she pushed him in the lake.

"This isn't funny!" he said when he got out, soaked to bone.

"Oh, yes it is!" Ginny rolled on the ground laughing.

"I know something even better." He smirked and started tickling her mercilessly.

"S-s-stop it!" she laughed.

"Yeah, Malfoy, stop it." Said someone very coldly.

"Zabini, you can't order me around." Draco put the stone mask back the second he heard 'Blaise's' voice. Ginny hated his stone mask. With her was no longer Draco, he was Malfoy. She knew her thoughts weren't making sense but it was true.

"Then prove it!" 'Blaise's' voice broke in her thoughts.

"Fine." Draco said calmly.

He took Ginny's shoulders and pressed his lips on her's in a sweet kiss. Unfortunately it ended almost as soon as it started.

"See, Blaise?" Draco smirked. 'Blaise' huffed and walked away.

"What was that?" Ginny asked him.

"You mean the kiss?" she nodded "Well Blaise is a good friend but sometimes he thinks he's my father and I have to make him face reality. But it didn't mean anything." He assured her.

"Oh, don't worry I know." She smiled.

He's lying, she thought, his eyes turn blue when he lie.

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So what do you think? I loved the loathe/ love thing. It's so cute! Ok I think you know I like reviews but saying it another time won't hurt. XD –hint hint-

Delia