I finally found the time to finish this up! I'm so happy heh :) There will be one more chapter after this one, and the story will be over. I'm so glad yall are liking this! I honestly did not expect this much positive feedback, so thank you once again everyone. Wow 33 reviews! I'm absolutely flabbergasted! And yes, that is a real word heh. Anyways, on to the individual thanks.
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"You know, you never did tell me what the second condition is," Malfoy remarked casually, his hands deep within his pockets as he sauntered up to the castle beside Ginny. She turned towards him, a confused expression on her fair face. "For the chocolate truffles," he added with a roll of his eyes in her direction.
Really, the things this girl forgets. She'd probably loose her own head if it wasn't attached properly, he mused to himself with a soft chuckle. Even though he knew it wasn't true, and that Ginny was far from scatterbrained, it was entertaining to think about. Realization lit up Ginny's face at his words and she grinned over at him as she suddenly stopped walking.
"Alright. Close your eyes," she commanded with a mischievous smirk. Malfoy stared at her in suspicion, his stormy grey eyes sparking as two different parts of him battled for control. To trust or not to trust? That is the question. At least, for this instance it was.
Finally, the slightly, ahem, 'better' part of him won out and he reluctantly let his eyes fall shut with a defeated sigh. Ginny lifted her hands and placed them gently on his strong shoulders. Malfoy tensed under her touch, but remained where he was.
Raising herself on her tiptoes just enough to be at eye level with the tall Slytherin, she brought her face close to his. Their breath mingled together in the limited space between them. Malfoy's heart nearly stopped when he felt her moving her face closer so that her lips just barely touched his.
"Tag, your it," she whispered softly against his mouth before spinning around and running away laughing, her red hair streaming behind her. Malfoy stood there in a stunned silence for a few seconds as his brain frantically tried to catch up with his erratically thumping heart.
Finally, his body started functioning again and he took off after her, his long legs pumping in an effort to catch her and demand his chocolates. And yes, maybe also a kiss or two while he was at it. But, he was mainly after the chocolates.
Students stared wide-eyed at the sight of Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy running through the halls, laughing their heads off about something or other. The younger students who had only heard of the horrors of the Malfoys merely scowled at them and muttered under their breaths about there never being a professor around when you need one.
On the other hand, the other students knew all about both Ginny and Draco's past and many nearly fainted on sight in horrified fascination. The ones who did this were mostly the girls, as they were terribly frightened at the possibility that Hogwart's most eligible bachelor had gone quite mad. Honestly, to be seen with a Weasley? Mad indeed. As for Harry and Ron, they were stuck in detention for the next week for trying to hex Malfoy as he ran past them.
Unfortunately, the platinum blond teenager was too fast and the hex hit Professor Slughorn instead. It was a rather odd sight, but it did have a rather ironic twist to it. Who would not laugh at the sight of Slughorn vomiting up slugs? McGonagall scolded them rather fiercely for it, but it was worth it seeing the overweight man running around, flapping his arms and yelling.
However, the Headmistress's lecture was nothing compared to Hermonie's when she found out about what they had done. When they finally escaped from the flaming dragon of fury that was Hermonie Granger, the poor guys were feeling as if they were only two inches tall.
Malfoy caught sight of a flash of red in the crowd and pushed his worn out legs even harder until he reached a shadowy alcove outside of the entrance leading up to the Gryffindor tower. It seemed familiar to him somehow, as if he had been there before. Well, of course I've been here before. It is part of the castle after all, Malfoy argued silently, rolling his eyes in exasperation at his own thoughts.
There was no time to ponder the matter further, however, because he had lost sight of Ginny again. Just as he was about to start searching somewhere else for the elusive Gryffindor, a hand shot out from the shadows, grabbing the edges of his robes and jerking him under the overhang.
Hmm. Who could it be? Ron there to kill him? Pansy there to drag him off for a snogging lesson or a tearful begging for one? Maybe even Harry there to demand he stay away from his girl. Who do you think it is? Probably obvious, but oh well heh. Any helpful tips that you would like to share? Anything that you found wrong or you know a better/different way to write it?