I said it before and I'll say it again Harry Potter is, sadly JKR's and not mine :(

Ginny opened her eyes, she did it! She had landed on the persons robes!

She smiled to herself and looked around to see where Draco was, as luck wouldn't have it, he was right below her looking up.

She glanced at his face and saw him smirking. Stupid prat.

The person they had jumped on was heading towards a table and sat down. Which almost made Ginny fall off but she clung to the black cloth for dear life.

Draco started to slid to the ground. She slowly followed his idea and soon she was standing beside him safely on the ground.

"That was scary." She told him.

"Maybe for you." he said with a wink.

She scowled at him and he just smirked.

Ginny turned around just in time to see the huge hand put Hogwarts, A History in their bag. "Who is that?" she asked aloud.

"Millicent, she is the only Slytherin who lets her nails get that trashy." Draco said with a look of loathing. "She gives us a bad name. Stupid, fat slob, why is she checking that book out anyway?"

"All Slytherins give you guys a bad name." she said glancing at the girls nails, they were rather long but indeed needed a fresh paint of green. "They do look like white trash." she agreed.

Draco looked at Ginny and said, "Now what, you want to get inside her filthy bag? Or give up and be tiny the rest of our lives, having little miniature babies together because the Malfoy line is not going to end with me, small or not."

Ginny rolled her eyes at his all the sudden drama queen attitude and crappy solution.

"Just get in" she told him.

"You really need to stop bossing me around like I'm lower than you. You're the dirt poor blood-traitor." He told her on their walk to the nasty brown bag.

"Shut up, I can boss who ever, when ever, how ever I bloody want." She said sticking her nose in the air.

They had come to the bag that was lying on its side and looked at each other. Maybe Draco's plan wasn't so bad if it could keep them out of this stinky sack. He was apparently thinking along the same lines because the next thing that came out of his mouth was "Absolutely not, I refuse to get in there, it smells like molded cheese and burnt plastic. Just get down and spread your legs. Oh uh welcome to the Malfoy family."

"Stop saying that." She said narrowing her eyes, "and don't be such a baby… you go first." She said looking in the bag appalled.

"Ladies first." He said like the perfect gentlemen he wasn't.

Ginny shot him a crossed look but stepped inside anyways, wishing she still had her shoes on.

Draco didn't follow he just stared at Ginny, looking like he was about to eat something that had come out of the toilet, he put his first foot in.

"You may find this a nice comfortable improvement to your shack of a house, but am not use to this kind of shit." He said once he stepped in and about gagged because of the smell.

"My house smells fantastic, because my mum knows how to cook and she does all throughout the day unlike your mum who constantly looks like she smells something horrible, which is probably her own cooking or maybe it's because her son is such a disappointment." Ginny had crossed the line, it may not have been a very good insult but it had his mother in it.

He stepped up close to her and whispered deadly "If you ever bring my mother up again you'll wish you'd never been born." Now, Draco was not one to mix words, when he said a threat, he followed through with it, but Ginny was never one to pass up on such an open invitation to insult, she just couldn't resist.

Ginny smiled up at him not intimidated in the least.

"Oh really, never been born, huh?" She licked her lips and opened her mouth to say something evil about his mum but the bag they were in was lifted into air causing them both to fall over and tumble to the bottom.

She landed on top of him and out of fear wrapped her entire body around him in a sort of full body hug. He liked it, to say the least even though something squishy had just slammed into his face and rolled off. He also held onto her with his arms.

In Draco's mind this actually could have been pretty sexy, had it not been for that goopy thing that left a trail of slim on his face.

After a few minutes Ginny let go of Draco and looked around. It was too dark to see anything but Draco's ghostly white face.

As the bag swayed back and forth they rocked from side to side, getting as comfortable as they could.

"Oh god, I think I'm going to get sick again" Draco heard her say.

"No, No, No, Not in here, not right beside me, no, you had better not!" he told her.

And she didn't she just kept her head between her legs, breathing.

They came to a stop and heard Millicent's manly voice boom out "Blood-traitor Hater"

"That idiot" Ginny heard Draco say "That was our password four months ago. She is embarrassing."

"Uhh Blood-traitor Hater" The masculine voice rumbled out of Millicent again. "Stupid Draco, always changing our password!"

"What did she say!" Draco yelled in out rage.

"She said stupid Draco, always…" Ginny gladly answered but was rudely cut off.

"Shut your big mouth."

"Oh wait… uh Basilisk" Millicent said hopefully.

"Finally, stupid bitch!" Draco called out.

Ginny just rolled her eyes, of course that would be their stupid ass password, why the hell not, even though it had nearly killed Hermione, herself, and few other good friends of hers.

"That is the worst password ever." She said to Draco.

"Well, I like it." He told her.

"Did your mommy help you pick it out" She said in a fake sweet voice.

The bag was lifted again and they went flying this time to opposite ends of the bag.

Draco was fuming again he heard her say something about his mother, that little bent!

Ginny was kind of giddy because she had got the last word in.

The bag was dropped to the ground and Ginny and Draco raced to the opening for fresh air.

"That was repulsive" Draco said breathing heavily.

"Yes, very nauseating, sort of like your…" Ginny was going to say mum, but decided not to because of the very scary look he gave her, it was like he read her mind…creepy"Sort of like your girlfriend." She finished lamely.

"Speaking of which, I think we should find her and make her notice us, that fat ass Ravenclaw, must have been deaf, Pansy will hear us." He made no attempt at defend his girlfriend because in all truth he didn't care if Ginny thought Pansy was repulsive or nauseating, next to Ginny she kind of was.

"Where would she be? Ginny asked him think this might actually work.

"Probably in her room, it's not far it should only take us about a half an hour to walk there, at the most." Draco told her.

"Sounds good, I need to have a little walk after that traumatizing bag of horror."

They started walking right beside each other.

"So this is the Slytherin Dormitories huh? It's kind of cold and dark in here." Draco looked at Ginny she was right he never really cared before but now that his robe and shoes were gone it was a bit chilly.

"I like it that way." He said defensively.

"Whoa killer, calm down, it's nice. It's… fancy not very homie though, you know what I mean?" Ginny asked.

Draco didn't know what she meant…homie, this is exactly how his home was. "No, I don't know what you mean."

"Homie, you know personal, maybe some magazine lying on the ground or pictures of the whole house together at a big party, and cookies laying out for anyone to grab, don't the house elves bring you guys fresh cookies and tea and stuff like that."

He looked at her, the houses were allowed to decorate their common rooms as they pleased, but the Slytherins never did, they liked it the way it was, but fresh cookies did sound good.

"We don't do stuff like that." He told her simply.

"Oh" was all Ginny said.

As they walked Ginny noticed how out of place she was. It felt wrong being here. She peeked over at Draco and frowned he looked like he was home. This is not the sort of place she would want to call home. He walked tall like he owned the place and even compared to the normal sized classmates around him he looked superior. Guess Malfoy's are just raised to think they're the shit. Draco pulled it off well too.

"Why is there no carpet, don't your feet get cold?" She asked.

"Our shoes must be of better quality than yours, because they keep us warm." Draco told her getting agitated because his feet were freezing.

"You always wear shoes?" wow this is so different.

Draco stopped walking and looked at her… she walked around in her commons room with no shoes on?

"Of course we always wear our shoes." He told her with a look of distaste.

"Oh, so when we met up with Pansy is she going to try to squash me?" it was totally random, but important. He hadn't even thought of how Pansy would react to her. Draco knew hated Ginny, but she would do whatever Draco told her to because that was how it worked, when you hung around a Malfoy, what they say went.

And Pansy was in love with Draco, he had a power over her… at least that's what he thought…

"No, unless I tell her to, so stop talking about my mother or I will."

Ginny scowled at him. It was cute the way her full lips pouted and her eyes narrowed. On Pansy it was not cute at all. Draco realized he enjoyed looking at Ginny a little too much for comfort, granted she was without a doubt the most attractive girl he'd seen but she was just that… a girl. Something to be played with and tossed aside, not something to dwell on. Unless of course he was going to marry her, which he was not. So why could he not stop staring at her. If he had been staring at her body that would have just been fine and dandy, but no, he was looking dead on into her stunning eyes. This was way too personal for comfort indeed!

"Hello, earth to Malfoy." She said waving her hand in his face.

"Come on the 7th year girls room is right there" he told her.

They came to the door that they easily went under to the other side. As they came out they heard panting.

Draco and Ginny looked at each other oddly. They walked towards the sex sounds and low and be hold they sure found Pansy, right underneath Draco's best pal in the whole wide world, Blaise.

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