Tell me all that you've thrown away...

Ginny tried not to think about it for a few days. But every so often she would catch a glimspe of Malfoy and Hermione's questions would rise to mind. Did Malfoy like her?

No. He couldn't.

Could he? Ginny gave in on friday. She watched him. She noticed first that he was actually being almost cordial. She would have thought with all the hype over Harry being a champion, he would have irritated him to no end.

But he didn't. He wasn't nice to them either, she noticed. He just was. He still made smart ass comments to them when he could and still acted superior to them when the occasion presented itself. But he no longer went out of his way to antagonize them.

Ginny sat at the table for breakfast, watching him. He was cute. There was no denying it. He had the looks and he was smart. Ginny liked intellegent conversation, part of the reason she was such good friends with Hermione. Luna was great too, but she was a little off some days and Ginny needed a nice dose of sanity occasionally.

Malfoy was sane. At least in the legal sense of the word. There were defintely somethings about him that could be considered irrational.

But damn... he was fine. Still Ginny couldn't let herself be ruled entirely by a pretty face. She needed something more. Something deep. Something... real.

Malfoy was real. He was also antagonistic, arrogant, aristocratic, stuck up and divinely goodlooking. Four things she didn't need and one that didn't quite make up for the rest.

Ginny sighed and rose, leaving behind an untouched breakfast and her brother screaming at her that she needed the nutrition. Ginny ignored him.

She checked the clock in the hall and saw she had enough time to go back to her dorm and get her newest toy. Her father had been playing around with magic and Muggle technology. He had managed to get an iPod to work with magic and had given it to Ginny. Ginny loved music and as long as she took off the head phones for class, her teachers couldn't really complain.

She turned on the music as she walked to class. She hummed along as Move Along played in her ears. She froze as she rounded a corner.

Draco Malfoy was talking... to Neville. Not only that, he was laughing. Both of them were laughing at something Draco had said. Then, as if the day hadn't already turned to crazyville, Draco reached out and ruffled Neville's hair. Neville gave him a mock glare and returned the favor, sending both the boys laughing again.

Ginny remained frozen as they walked by and parted ways. The song playing finished and another one started. Ginny finally mobilized herself. She ran swiftly down to the dungeons for her first class, Potions. She reached for the door and it opened before she got to it. She looked up.

Draco Malfoy held the door open for her. Ginny stepped inside, but before he could leave, she grabbed his sleeve.

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?" He asked, arching his brows charmingly.

"Hold the door for me?"

For an instant, panic flitted across his face. But he covered it with a smirk so quickly, Ginny wasn't sure it had been there.

"How else can I get such a great view of your ass?"

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Draco closed the door and rubbed his cheek, still stinging from her slap. He had panicked. He was trying to get her to like him, but that question caught him off gaurd. He wasn't ready for her to think him chivalrous. He needed to talk to Granger.

(A/N: Yeah, Draco likes digging himself a hole. Hope you guys like. My flash drive's on the fritz so there won't be as many updates today.

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