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A/N: Just to let you guys know, there are a few Ootp spoilers, nothing major but a few (i.e. the room of requirement)
Ginny was running, running as fast as she could, tearing through the halls of Hogwarts tears spilling down her cheeks.
She was so embarrassed! How could Ron do that to her? She had finally gotten over Harry in her fourth year and now Ron wanted to set them up!
"Can't get anyone better than Harry my ass," Ginny said to herself. She stopped running as she saw her destination ahead.
Ginny opened an unobtrusive door at the end of a deserted hallway. She smiled as she walked in. Everything was in Gryffindor colors, the couch, the rug, and the bed. "Bed?" Ginny thought to herself. "There's never been a bed there before, I guess it's because I'm tired. The room before her was somewhat like her bedroom at home except bigger. A lot bigger. There was a table and a desk, a bookshelf filled with Ginny's favorite books and the bed, couch, and rug in Gryffindor colors.
She climbed into bed and said just before she drifted off into a much needed sleep, "Thank God for the Room of Requirement."
"Ginny why don't you put this dress on?"
"Why would I do that? It's way to fancy just to put on for dinner. Why do you want me to get dressed up all of a sudden?"
"I don't," Hermione smiled at her, a fake smile I might add, "I just thought you would look good in it."
"Hermione, you have always been a bad liar, so just tell me what's going on."
"Nothing is going on, I just want you to put on the dress!"
"Fine, fine, fine, whatever I'll wear the dress!"
She quickly slipped the black dress over her head. It wasn't too showy but it showed enough to make Ron mad every time she wore it, which wasn't that often. Hermione took out her wand and twisted Ginny's hair into a knot at the back of her neck.
"Thank you but I prefer it down," Ginny said somewhat amused, What was up with Hermione? she thought as she let her red curls fall down again.
To her surprise, Ron wasn't upset when he saw her in the black dress; he didn't even seem surprised.
"Ginny you look nice, doesn't she look nice Harry?"
"Yeah Gin, you look great but why are you all dressed up?"
"Someone here," she was pointing to Hermione now, "wouldn't leave me alone until I put the bloody dress on."
Harry gave Hermione an odd look before they all made they're way to the Great Hall for dinner.
Ginny was about to take a seat with Colin and Luna when Ron said, "No Gin, why don't you sit over here?" Over here meant across from Ron and Hermione, right next to Harry.
Ginny gave Colin and Luna an apologetic look as she took her seat next to Harry.
"What is this all about you guys?"
"What is what about?" Ron asked feigning innocence.
"Oh nevermind," Ginny said as she went back to eating her food.
After a few minutes of silence Harry let out a yelp of pain.
"What? What is it? Is it your scar again?" asked several voices around him.
"No" he grimaced, "It's just this cut on my hand that I got from Hagrid's latest pet," he blushed, "I accidentally put my hand in my mashed potatoes and it stung," he finished sheepishly.
"You know, maybe you should have that looked at by Madame Pomfrey. Maybe Ginny should go with you." Hermione said looking from Harry to Ginny hopefully.
"No, I'm fine, it's just a little scratch, it just took me by surprise is all."
By the end of dinner Ron and Hermione had thought of many reasons why Harry should leave to go do something and why Ginny should accompany him. They all failed. By the end of dinner Ginny had figured out why Ron and Hermione were acting this way and she didn't really know what to do. Harry was just her friend. She was now in her fifth year, she had been over Harry for a while now and she planned for it to stay that way.
"It's time to start Plan B," she heard Ron mumble to Hermione.
"What the hell is plan B?" Ginny thought to herself.
"No we can't do that!" Hermione whispered back."
"We can and we will," Ron said as he pulled out his wand. He mumbled a few words in Harry and Ginny's direction before Ginny could figure out what was going on.
Ginny suddenly felt her face moving towards Harry, Harry appeared to be having the same problem, he couldn't get control of his face either. They were about to kiss but Ginny Weasley was NOT going to have her first kiss be with some guy who didn't even fancy her.
"Ronald Weasley, if you do not take this spell off this instance, I will have to tell mum and no doubt she will send you a much deserved howler!" She yelled all of this in the seconds before her lips would have crashed onto Harry's. Would have being the key words. A second before the fateful incident would have happened; Ginny was able to control her motions again.
Ginny looked at Ron with rage in her eyes. Harry looked at Ron with confusion in his eyes.
"What is going on?" They both shouted at the same time.
Hermione answered with a look of sorrow on her face. "Ron and I thought that you guys would be cute together," she mumbled, "but we didn't think you would get together on your own." She became louder now. "I just wanted to get Ginny in the dress and then get you guys alone together! Ron here was the one who thought of the kiss thing. I told him not to!" She looked at her two friends for forgiveness. She found it in both of their eyes. She hadn't gone too far, Ron on the other hand was so far-gone that he couldn't even see where he should have been.
"Yeah, I'm sorry too," Ron said.
"Well you are most certainly NOT forgiven! I can't believe you Ron how could you ever think of doing that to me? I'm not just someone you can sell off to your best friend!" Everyone in the Hall was watching them now but Ginny didn't care. "Why are you trying to set me up, when you haven't even noticed that the you are in love with Hermione? Really Ron why is that?"
Ron's face went completely red as he shouted back, "Don't talk about me this is about you!"
"Ron! I am not going to date your best friend just because you approve the match! Harry is a great guy but he will never be my boyfriend don't you get that?"
"Face it Gin, you are never going to find anyone better than Harry!"
"Watch me!" She shouted and then ran to the out the door. Leaving the entire school watching as Harry now started yelling at Ron.
Ginny sat up thinking about the dream she just had replaying the events of last night.
"And now I'm dreaming about it, that's wonderful!" she said with the utmost sarcasm. She had a tendency to talk to herself when no one was around. No no no she wasn't crazy; she just had this rather odd habit.
"What time is it?" she mumbled to herself. "How can I do this? umm, Room of Requirement I would really like a clock." 'This better work' she thought. Just as she was thinking this a clock appeared on the far table.
"One o'clock in the morning. I can't go to my room; Filch would catch me for sure. At least it's Friday. No school tomorrow so I don't need to worry about oversleeping."
"Room of Requirement I would really like a bathroom." A door appeared to her left.
"Room of Requirement I would really like a some pajamas."
She was just about to climb back into the bed when the room started spinning. She looked dizzily around wondering what in the world was happening.
The room had changed from just gold and red to a mixture of gold, red, silver, and green. Nothing else had changed except for a steaming mug of something on the desk and a few textbooks on the table.
Someone was coming in, the handle turned, the door opened, to reveal…Draco Malfoy.
"Malfoy!"
"Weasley!" the shouted at the same time.
"What are you doing here?" he asked her angrily.
"I don't think it's really any of your business but I came here to be alone," she drew out the syllables of the last word to make her point. "So I would really appreciate it if you would use that door behind you to leave me be."
"I don't want to leave."
"Whatever Malfoy, I'll just go," she didn't want to fight with him. She decided to risk being caught by Filch. She got out of the bed which was divided exactly in half. One half was Gryffindor, the other half Slytherine.
Ginny opened the door, only an odd thing happened. It didn't open.
"Alohamora" nothing happened.
After a minute standing there surveying the door, Ginny turned around to face Malfoy.
"Why are you still here Weasley?"
"The door is stuck."
"Are you not a witch?" he sneered at her. "It's not that hard to unstick a door."
"Fine why don't you try?"
"Fine, I will!"
He went to the door and muttered a few spells but nothing happened.
"We're stuck aren't we?"
Draco didn't reply, he just sat down on the bed and put his head in his hands.
"Room of Requirement I would like a way out," Ginny tried.
"That's not going to work. It's too evasive. You need something more specific."
"How do you know?"
"I just do, alright?" He sneered at her.
"The window! We can get out through the window!"
"Weasley, do you even have a brain? The window is way too small and anyway we're like six stories up."
"Whatever, we can figure something out in the morning, I'm too tired to deal with you," Ginny said as she climbed into the bed.
"What are you doing? Who said you get the bed?"
"Well I was here first,"
"That has nothing to do with it!"
"You say that I haven't got a brain! Why don't you just ask for another bed?"
"Fine, Room of Requirement I would really like another bed."
Nothing happened for a moment and then the bed that Ginny was lying on grew another foot.
"No, I said another bed!" Draco shouted to the ceiling.
"Malfoy,"
Draco turned towards Ginny. "There's a line in the middle of the bed, I can't cross it. So it's like two separate beds. You can't cross onto the gold and red side and I can't cross over to the silver and green side."
"Are you suggesting that I get into bed with you?" he asked a smirk evident in his voice.
"If you are going to be immature about it then no, but I don't see what the big deal is, it's basically two separate beds."
He considered his options for a moment. He was really tired and if she couldn't touch him then there really wasn't a problem.
"Where did you get your pajamas?" He asked as he surveyed her white tank top and red and gold flannel pants.
Ginny looked at him as if he were insane, "I asked for them," she said as if she were talking to a two-year-old.
"Room of Requirement I would like a pair of pajamas." He took his pajamas into the bathroom and changed. He came out in silver and green flannel pants…with no shirt. Ginny blushed and looked away.
"Didn't you get a shirt too?" she asked clearly embarrassed.
"Yes but I prefer to sleep without one. Does it bother you?" he asked with a smirk.
"No," she lied, "I do have six brothers, I think I can handle seeing you without a shirt." she replied with a roll of her eyes, quite unembarrassed now by the shirtless boy in front of her.
They both got in bed and they both surreptitiously checked that they couldn't get on the other side of the bed.
Ginny woke up and looked around the room. Her eyes rested on Draco for a few moments. He looked so peaceful asleep like he was, blonde hair falling in disarray over his forehead.
Ginny shook her head and looked at the clock, six o'clock in the morning. She never woke up this early but she had gone to sleep right after dinner which ended at seven.
She got up quietly, not wanting to wake Malfoy. She didn't want to have to deal with him until she absolutely had to.
She went into the bathroom to take a shower. She picked lavender as the scent of her water. Her mum always smelled like lavender, it reminded her of home.
She never got a chance to take a long shower since she had to share the bathroom in Gryffindor tower with four other girls so she took this opportunity to revel in the hot water cascading on her back.
Draco woke up finding the bed empty, "Where is that girl?" He was answered by a soft melody being sung in the shower.
Draco started pounding on the door.
"What do you want?" Ginny yelled at him.
"I need to use the bathroom," he shouted back.
"You can wait until I'm done!"
"I will not!"
"You will if you know what's good for you!"
"I will break open this door if you're not out in five minutes," he yelled back at her and then went to sit back on the bed.
In five minutes Draco heard Ginny ask for a clean outfit to wear, a moment later Ginny opened the door and gave Draco admittance to the bathroom.
"Finally!"
Ginny preformed a spell on her red wavy hair to make it dry instantly. She sat down on the bed and started combing her hair trying to figure out a way to get out of this insane situation that she now found herself in. So far she had thought of nothing.
"Room of Requirement I would like some music," The room was suddenly filled with jazz music.
Ginny started humming along to a familiar tune when Draco got out of the shower.
"What is with you and singing? I could hear your bloody singing this morning when I woke up and now when I get out of the shower I hear it again."
"Mmm," she said sniffing the air, "What smells so good? It smells like…cinnamon." She had decided to ignore his previous comments.
"That would be me," Draco said as he performed the spell to dry his hair. "I chose cinnamon scented water." He turned around to look at her with a smug grin on his face, "Makes you want me doesn't it Weasley?"
"In your dreams," Ginny shot back, not affected in the least by his comments. They didn't phase her like they used to in her previous years.
"Who is that singing?" he asked disgust evident in his voice.
"I'm not sure. I asked for music and got this," she gestured to the air around her.
"I suppose you asked for jazz."
"Your supposition is wrong. I didn't ask for a specific genre. Just music." Ginny said now putting her hair into a ponytail but her unruly waves didn't want to behave today, or any day for that matter.
"So, how are we gonna get out of here?" Ginny asked Draco once her hair was up.
"What, I'm supposed to have all the answers?"
"You always act like you do."
"Well I don't so bugger off," he said a he sat down on the desk.
"Someone will come eventually," Ginny said confidently.
"How are you so sure? We are in a very secluded part of the castle."
"Luna and Colin know that I come here when I'm upset so they'll find us."
"Yes but it's a Hogsmeade weekend so we are most definitely stuck here for another night, but I suppose your friends will probably find us by tomorrow."
"What about your friends? Why do my friends have to do all of the work?"
"Crabbe and Goyle are to stupid to find us," Draco replied nonchalantly.
"Oh that's nice, they're only your best friends," she replied sarcastically.
"So you think Crabbe and Goyle are smart?" Draco looked at her incredulously.
"No, I never said that, I just think that you shouldn't insult them when you hang out with them so often."
"I can do whatever the hell I want, Weasley, and you're not going to stop me."
"Whoa, hold on there, I wasn't even insulting you, see if I was going to insult you I would say that you are a good for nothing ferret who shouldn't have the right to besmirch the air with your foul breath," she paused for a moment and then added, "yes, and then I would go on about your father being a deatheater and how most likely you'll turn out to be a carbon copy of him."
Draco got very red in the face. "I am not, and will never be like my father," he said in a deathly quiet voice.
Ginny looked at him knowing that she had touched a nerve except instead of rejoicing like she thought she was actually… sorry! Wow this was a new feeling to be associating with Malfoy.
She looked down at the floor. He turned to sit down at the desk when she spoke up.
"Malfoy"
"What"
"I'm sorry, it was wrong of me to say those things about your father." She said all of this slowly as if it were causing her pain.
He didn't even look at her as he said coldly, "It's fine. It's only to be expected from a mudblood lover such as yourself."
Ginny seethed inside. 'I just apologized, how dare he!' she thought to herself.
A/N: Tell me what you think, just press the review button please! How do you like it? Do I need to change anything? Much more Draco/Ginny talking in the next chapter.