THAT THING YOU DO

Disclaimer: everything belongs to the genius JK Rowling..Jake Hamilton is all mine. The song That thing you do and the title come from the movie of the same title..though this is NOTHING like the movie..a very different context..

THAT THING YOU DO

You, doing that thing you do
Breaking my heart into a million pieces,
Like you always do
And you, don't mean to be cruel

You never even knew about the heartache
I've been going through
Well I'm trying trying to forget you girl
But it's just so hard to do

Every time you do that thing you do
I know all the games you play
And I'm gonna find a way to let u know that
You'll be mine someday

Cause we, we'd be happy can't you see
If you'd only let me be the one to hold you
And keep you here with me
Cause I'm trying trying to forget you girl

But it's just so hard to do
Every time you do that thing you do
I don't ask a lot girl
But I know one thing's for sure

It's your love I haven't got girl
And I just can't take it anymore
Cause we, we'd be happy can't you see
If you'd only let me be the one to hold you

And keep you here with me
Cause it hurts me so just to see you go

Around with someone new
And if I know you you're doing that thing

Everyday day just doing that thing
I can't take you doing that thing you do

Chapter One: Signs of War

"I cannot believe this is happening." Ginny muttered to herself the next day morning as she ran down the steps to the Grand Hall where she grabbed a bread roll and ran all the way down to the dungeons.

Thank goodness for all the stamina from being chased by her elder brothers.

She was late.

Extremely late for her first lesson on her first day of her seventh year back in Hogwarts which happened to be potions with the bloody Slytherins. Now, with no Ron and Hermione to make sure she was up and about, she was absolutely lost.

Luna, her best friend was of no use. The girl was probably still asleep thinking that it holidays and she was back home. A stitch was creeping up her side but she continued running.

It was unfortunate that she had scored well for Potions because now she had to take it for her NEWTS.

This was all Harry's fault she decided. If he had not owled her about his boringly mundane quidditch training session, she would not have felt obligated to sit up last night and write back to him.

He had become a pretty good friend from all the time she had spent with him in the DA preparing to defeat Voldemort and finally doing so last year much to the relief of the magical world.

She ran down the hallway preparing to enter the dungeons murmuring apologies fervently to Professor Snape whom for some reason had not been present at the Grand Feast last night.

What happened next however, Ginny would never have dreamt not even in her wildest ever nightmares, as she would tell Luna later.

The next thing she knew she was crashing right into something hard, yet soft and dark green in colour.

Two strong arms, went around her, grabbing hold of her so that she did not tumble onto the floor.

Ginny regained her balance and looked up at her rescuer's face and gasped.

"Surprised Weasley?" He drawled, his arms still holding onto her.

Ginny gaped up at him for a few minutes staring into the pale, chiseled face of their worst enemy,

Draco Malfoy.

"Malfoy." She breathed, stepping away from him, shrugging him arms off.

So what if he had saved her from a possible concussion he was Draco Malfoy, one who had taken great happiness out of insulting her family and whose father was a deatheater.

"Professor to you." He smirked even more this time.

She stared at him, unable to conceal her surprise.

Professor?

He swept past her his dark green robes swishing about him and pure dragonskin boots clicking against the floor as he entered the classroom she was about to go into.

Ginny's eyes widened even more as realization hit her.

She walked into the class slowly as if trying to put off the misery. She headed for the bench right behind dumping her thing on the table beside Colin.

"Do you know who's our Potions Professor?" He asked, his eyes wide, nodding up to the front of the table.

Ginny nodded numbly.

"I know. We exchanged words." She muttered dully, promising herself to write to Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred and George, hell even Percy and complain about the injustice of having Draco Malfoy as her professor.

"What did he say?" Colin asked, eyes going even wider.

Malfoy, Ginny realized, was too busy flaunting under the attention of the Slytherins, specifically the girls, to notice the disgruntled stares he was getting from the Gryffindor seventh years all of whom had heard about his nastiness or encountered it one way or another.

"Professor to you." She mimicked in a high-pitched voice that sounded nothing like Draco's but was hilarious enough for Colin to snigger and a few Gryffindors around them who over heard to laugh quietly.

"Care to share the joke, Miss. Weasley." Draco called out in a tone that indicated that he really did not care.

"It's a Gryffindor joke. Too witty and clever for you to understand." Ginny shot back, drawing admiring glances from her fellow Gryffindors and glares from the Slytherins specifically the girls of course.

Draco's face flushed in anger, not having expected such a sharp reply from the youngest Weasley.

He had forgotten about her recklessly rebellious streak similar to that of her elder twin brothers.

"Score one for Ginny." Colin murmured, making Ginny grin triumphantly. The grin however faded at Draco's next words.

"Ten points from Gryffindor for talking back to a Professor." He smirked at her, but Ginny shrugged it off.

Ten points was nothing compared to wining one over Malfoy on his first day as a Professor.

The rest of the lesson passed by rather uneventful, though Ginny felt Malfoy sneering at her every time he walked back but unable to do much more for her truth potion had turned out near perfect.

Having finished it ten minutes earlier, she helped Colin on his. Malfoy did not notice as he was busy with a few Slytherin girls who chose to spend that time sucking up to him.

***

"I mean, seriously, what is so swoon worthy about him?" Ginny asked genuinely baffled as she related what had happened to Luna during lunch.

Colin sat across from them stuffing his face with as much food that could fit into his rather tiny mouth.

Ginny looked away from him so that she would not burst out laughing. Colin always looked comical.

Luna paused to look up and stare in the distance. Ginny, having hung out with her the past four years, knew that she was just pondering her question.

"Think about it, what if he were in Gryffindor?"

Colin choked on his food then and Ginny let out a loud shriek in the form of a protest. A few Hufflepuffs in the near by table turned to look at the three of them wondering what was going on.

"Are you mad?" Ginny asked, knowing that her friend was as insane as she was but this was ridiculous.

Colin nodded agreement to Ginny's question, still red faced and gulping down water.

" Hypothetically." She said, calmly used to Ginny's outbursts and Colin's stupidity.

"I mean he's not ugly and if he were a loyal good Gryffindor, like let's say Harry, everyone would like him even you." Luna pointed out.

Ginny had no idea whether to laugh out loud or strangle Luna for comparing Draco whose father was a deatheater and was thus obviously death eater material himself to Harry who had killed and defeated Voldermort.

"I say you're nuts, Luna. He's father's a deatheater." Colin spoke up at last.

"I am not saying he's good. I am saying IF." Luna explained.

"Anyway he's father's dead right?" Luna turned to Ginny who nodded.

"Killed by Voldermort himself. Nobody really knows why." Colin listened raptly. He had not been involved in the War as much as Luna and Ginny.

"I heard he's engaged to Pansy Parkinson." Ginny looked up.

It was Jake Hamilton, a Hufflepuff who seemed to be always hanging around near them or the Gryffindor table.

Colin insisted the guy had a deep-rooted regret for not being in Gryffindor. Luna had given Colin a 'how shallow can you be' look and had gone on to insist that he had the hots for Ginny.

Jake, a seventh year as well, had been walking by and hearing thier topic of discussion had leaned down beside Colin to let them on this tidbit of information he had heard from one of the Slytherins.

"Interesting." Luna commented, staring intently at Jake who ran a hand through his dark brown hair, shooting Ginny a smile.

Ginny tried to forget Luna's ridiculous theory of the good-looking Hufflepuff Quidditich captain liking her and smiled back.

"I'm not surprised." She smirked. Jake gave a short laugh.

"Heard about you telling him off." He grinned, the admiration evident in his eyes.

"Yeah?" Colin asked, amused.

"How come?" Ginny asked, half embarrassed and half proud.

"It's all over the school. Ginny Weasley giving the new Potions Professor Malfoy a piece of her mind." Jake reeled off as if reading a newspaper headline. Ginny blushed.

"Have to keep the Wealsey tradition going right, Gin?" Colin teased and Ginny laughed.

"I'm sorry but I have to admit I'm rather lost here." Jake shot her a disarming smile as he sat down beside Colin across from her. Luan shot her a knowing glance while Colin shot her a wary one.

"So tell me more about this Weasley tradition." He continued, oblivious to the wary glances going around among the other three.

"Nothing much-" Ginny answered only to be cut off by Luna.

"They hate Malfoy and he hates them. Long time enmity between the two most well known pureblood families, one dark and one good."

"Woah. Thank god I'm Muggleborn then."

"Why?" Colin asked.

"No enmity between me and the Weasleys or some other family. Can you imagine? I won't be able to date the daughter or something." Jake elaborated only to be pelted with bread rolls by Ginny.

"So you want to date Ginny?" Ginny felt her neck growing warm. Leave it to Luna to cut to the chase.

"Why not? Last I checked my surname was Hamilton and not Malfoy."

"You'd better go check again, mate." Colin murmured audible for everyone to hear.

Ginny stifled a laugh, thankful for the comic relief. Things were getting a bit too embarrassing.

"So Ginny?" Luna turned on her.

"So what?" She asked, hoping to put off what her supposed best friend was getting to.

"I mean you're not seeing anyone right?" Jake cut in, an eager sparkle in his hazel eyes.

"No but-"

"But what?" Colin asked. Ginny shot him a dirty look.

In actual fact after two unfulfilling short term relationships, Ginny was looking for something more than just getting asked by guy on a date and going on several dates with him. She wanted the falling in love, the courting, and the feeling of being chased by some guy, the roses, the candlelit dinner and romantic walks and at the end of it all the magical, knee-jerking kiss. The mystery, the romance typical of those muggle romance books she read.

"I-I like someone else." She blurted.

Luna shot her a knowing look. She was obviously lying through her teeth.

"Oh." Jake looked briefly disappointed.

"Does this person know you like him?" Colin asked. Ginny could strangle the boy.

"No." She answered wishing she had not for Jake looked hopeful all over again.

"So then-"

"Not a good idea."

"Maybe after." He suggested. Ginny winced inwardly. How desperate was this guy?

"Maybe." She found herself saying, regretting it instantly.

But then again she never knew what would happen and Jake might prove to be useful.

That was the Art of War. Never eliminate any form of defence for it might prove to come in useful.

And falling in love was a lot like fighting a war, the defence shield being broken down bit-by-bit by love and the final capturing off the mighty fortress - one's heart.

A/n Read n review please and check out my other completed story Love Conquers All.. this promises to be just as romantic and cool as that..