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Ginny had saw someone flying out on the pitch. Some how she knew who it was and she knew it was time to strike. She walked out onto the pitch and charmed a ball of mud to hit the unsuspecting flyer on the face. She smirked as he landed, wiping the mud off. She knew he recognized her as he looked up. She walked over to him, careful not to slip on the wet and muddy grass.
He looked at her with almost a look of awe, but it turned into a sneer. "What do you want, Weasley?"
Ginny had to hold back her hurt look. "I need to talk to you."
"The little Weasley needs to talk to the big bad Malfoy? How sweet. Whatever you have to say, I don't need to here it," he sneered as he turned to walk away.
Ginny was mad. The nerve of the insolent jerk was too much for her. She sent out a tripping spell and sent into falling into a mud puddle.
"What the hell?" said Draco with a sneer, still in the puddle.
"I said I needed to talk to you. I so I will, despite your unwillingness," said Ginny calmly.
"Why? You need to tell me how evil I am? How I betrayed you?"
"Well, yes you did betray me, but I do not think that you are evil. You also helped save my life, in spite of everything. I wanted to thank you for that."
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Draco was taken aback. She wanted to thank him? He had almost destroyed her life and she wanted to thank him? Draco still was sitting in a puddle; he was too shocked to realize it.
"I am sorry," said Draco. "I am sorry for everything. I have no excuses for what I did, but I do regret it. I let fear get in the way of doing what is right. I never wanted to hurt you. I am so sorry. I know that you'll never want to see me again, but please understand how sorry I am," rambled Draco. Draco meant every word, but he knew they meant nothing after everything he did. To his surprise, Ginny smiled at him.
"Draco, if I never wanted to see you again, I wouldn't be here right now. I am upset at what you did, but I forgive you. In spite of everything, I trust you. You see, I also, well...um...you see—"
"Ginny, you're babbling, " said Draco, smiling at her blush. Ginny smiled shyly down at him and Draco's stomach flipped awkwardly.
"I like you a lot."
"People don't like me. I am disagreeable," said Draco with a smirk.
"Draco, I mean I really like you."
"Me?"
"Yes."
"You like me like—"
"Yes."
Draco was stunned. He thought she would hate him after all that happened. He was stunned beyond all belief.
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Ginny looked down at Draco. She was scared. She hoped she had not scared him. She saw him struggling to get out of the puddle. Ginny nervously offered her hand to help him up. She hoped that she hadn't ruined everything. Her heart beat faster and faster.
Before she knew it, Draco had tugged her down and forward until she fell into the puddle—right on top of him. She blinked and he just smirked. Then something she would later describe as marvelous happened. He leaned towards her and kissed her. Ginny was too astounded to do a thing. He pulled back with a grin.
"Guess what? I like you a lot, too. At least a lot seeing that you are a Weasley—" Ginny cut Draco off kissing him back.
And there they remained, lip-locked in a muddy puddle in the middle of the Quidditch pitch. They were the most unlikely couple, yet they would be the truest of them all.
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The End
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A/N: That's it. That is my first and only attempt at fluff. Don't you love happy endings? Anyway, sorry it was short. I doubt there will be an epilogue, but it could happen. Thank you to everyone for reading and an extra special thatnk you everyone for reviewing. It is rather exciting, my first fan fiction is complete after about seven months of working on it. Yippiee! Thanks again!
--Perplexity
PS: I will use this space to shamefully endorse my other stories.
Jungle: Post-Hogwarts Neville/Ginny.
Sing Out: One-Shot featuring depressed Harry and musical Ginny.
Spinner: Post-HBP Tonks/Snape.
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