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-Chapter One-
Ginny nearly tripped as she stumbled forward out of the Gryffindor portrait hole with the momentum of her heavy swinging school bag.
"Fuck!" swore Ginny as she tripped over a loose lace and landing with a thump on the ground. Her books were spilt everywhere.
"I hate sixth year! Homework from every class I've been to and it's only the second day!" bitched Ginny to herself as she picked herself up and tidied her books.
It was right after dinner on a Tuesday evening and Ginny was rushing to the library. As she neared the establishment, she noticed many people were on their way there as well.
"Fuck," muttered Ginny under her breath. 'I hope there's still enough tables when I get there.' And with that, she entered through the heavy oak doors into the massive library.
And there were a lot of people.
Ginny noticed Luna Lovegood sitting at a table with an empty space next to her and she gave a sigh of a relief. At least there was someone she knew and would be able to sit next to. "Hey Luna," greeted Ginny, going through the motions of setting down her heavy and worn out bag.
"Good evening Ginny," replied Luna serenely. "It's a pleasure you'd like to sit next to me, but Collin has already asked me to save a spot for him. I'm sorry."
"Oh," was all Ginny managed to say. "That's okay Luna." Ginny heaved her bag up on her shoulder and continued her search for an empty table. Yet every table was full. Ginny just could not believe her bad luck.
"Screw you fate, you just had to make the library full when I have a tonne of work to do," muttered Ginny again, get severely frustrated. 'Okay, there cannot be that many people in this frikken school who need to go to the library. There's just no way!' thought Ginny.
But as Ginny was pacing around angrily, her eyes caught an empty chair… which was just next to none other than Draco Malfoy.
"Urrrgh, you're jokin!" exclaimed Ginny to herself, but it was still loud enough to be heard by Draco.
Ginny spun on her heel deciding that no way she would sit next to the ferret, when she heard his remark. "What, too scared to sit with someone who's better than you?"
Infuriated, Ginny's rage was sparked. 'I'll show him who's better,' thought Ginny angrily as she spun back around and stomped towards the table and towards a softly smirking Malfoy. She then proceeded to drop her bag onto the ground with a loud 'thump' and then dropped herself defiantly into the chair.
Ginny was glaring defiantly at Malfoy, but getting very panicky inside. 'Why oh why am I sitting next to the enemy? He'll probably put a knife through my chest or something,' thought Ginny. 'No don't be stupid, just, show him you're tough, do the rotten homework and get your arse of here!' continued Ginny to herself.
So it was Draco who decided to make the first move. "Evening, Weasley."
"What, no muggle-loving scum? No weasel?" replied Ginny, saying the first thing that came to her mind.
"You're too beautiful to be called weasel," said Draco simply. "Your brother however…" he added quietly as an afterthought. But Ginny didn't hear it. She was staring open-mouthed at Draco, disbelieving what she had just heard.
"What?" stated Ginny dumbly.
"Your brother looks like a weasel." Ginny just stared at him confusedly, and then made a few unintelligible noises.
"No, am I correct in thinking you just said I was beautiful?" corrected Ginny, homework all forgotten. Draco only smirked annoyingly, knowing that he had gotten under her skin. Ginny registered this instantly, and blushed furiously. "Oh just piss off!"
"No. I was here first," came Draco's haughty reply. Oh he just made Ginny's blood boil. Knowing that she had lost this mini-battle, Ginny shut up completely and got on with her homework, though she was still a bit dazed that Draco Malfoy called her beautiful.
No one had ever called her that.
Malfoy too got started on his pile of homework. As Ginny's eyes scanned through her first completed potion's essay, her thoughts led to Professor Snape, and from him to Draco again. She was so absorbed in her work she had forgotten he was sitting next to her.
Ginny chanced a sly look sideways at Draco and her eyes fell onto a heavily concentrating seventeen year old. His neck was slightly hunched and his eyes were poring over a heavy text book. Draco's long blonde fringe dangled in front of his face in such an endearing way that Ginny felt a twinge of attraction. She was calculating his personality when she was suddenly brought out of her reverie by something Draco said.
"Like what you see Beautiful?" For the second time that night, Ginny's mouth fell open with shock, this time for two reasons. One, Draco caught her staring at him and two, he had called her beautiful again. But as a name, not as something he described her with.
Ginny closed her mouth and re-opened it, as if to say something, but she just couldn't vocalize all the emotions coursing through her at that moment. It was curiosity, happiness, surprise and suspicion. Draco only smiled, amazingly not smirked at her softly. Ginny had to look back down at her work though because Draco's unwavering gaze was making Ginny uncomfortable.
'Since when did Malfoy become a decent and complimenting giving person?' and many other questions like such kept chasing each other around in Ginny's mind, making it impossible to concentrate.
Ginny knew Draco had something to do with Dumbledore's death, even though he didn't directly kill him. Ginny also knew from Harry that he fled the school, but he came back for reason's unknown. Since Draco didn't kill anybody, he was allowed back into the school. It was a very messy loophole, and Ginny got the gist that he was forced to come back and study. It was also very apparent he was very much alone. He now had absolutely no friends to speak of, nobody wanted to have anything to do with him.
Except Ginny, who had happened to sit next to him while he was all alone.
'I've got to keep her with me. She seems really interesting… and is drop dead gorgeous,' was the thought that was going through Draco's mind whilst watching Ginny get embarrassed by his gaze.
'I wanna ask him about last year! But I'm too afraid. I am such chicken shit,' was what Ginny was thinking.
Ginny shook her head violently and tried to ignore Draco whilst rolling away her completed essay on healing potions and grabbing her transfiguration work. Again, she was soon engrossed in her homework that she forgot all about Draco Malfoy.
Draco had long finished his homework and was now sitting next to Ginny silently, taking her in with his expressive blue and grey eyes. He didn't know why he was suddenly so interested in the youngest of the Weasley tribe. He hadn't really noticed her much before, but now he found her irresistibly interesting.
She too had the study hunch. Draco's eyes started at the tip of her quill which was dancing around in little circles in the air down to Ginny's long, elegant fingers. His eyes then trailed from her fingers too her pale wrist and from there it was hidden by drapes of dark material that at that moment, Draco despised.
But from her clothed arm, his eyes continued up too her shoulders, to her milky pale skin and then to a soft jaw line. Her pale skin was brightly contrasted with her crimson hair which escaped her pony tail and curled at the end.
Her cheek was slightly tinted pink from the heat within autumn seasoned library. Her nose was slightly pointy and finely shaped, her thick auburn eyelashes moving slightly with her eyes, and Draco found himself to be completely enraptured by Ginny's appearance.
Suddenly, Ginny's brow furrowed deeply and she started fidgeting. Soon, she was tapping her quill in a frustrated manner and began looking around. That's when she caught Draco's eyes.
Those hauntingly beautiful and expressive eyes.
Ginny gave a small gasp and Draco just couldn't help but be a little turned on by how feminine it sounded. He hadn't have any female companionship for such a long time.
"Something the matter?" came Draco's deep and lulling voice.
"I-I'm stuck," came Ginny's quick and cautious reply. She just couldn't help but answer him truthfully.
"Need any help?" asked Draco placidly. Ginny was quite dumbstruck. Here was public enemy number one, offering Ginny help with her transfiguration homework.
"Why are you offering me help?" said Ginny suspiciously. She had already gone through too much to not be suspicious.
"Because I have nothing better to do," was all that Draco's reply was. Ginny only stared coolly at Draco and checked her watch. She had three hours left in the library and she still had a lot of work to do. Professor McGonnagal had continuously reminded her sixth years that the homework assignment that was assigned to them were worth a lot of marks.
"Umm," was Ginny's calculated reply. Finally she said "well… okay, don't expect anything in return. You know I couldn't afford to." She said the last part with defiance. All most as if she was daring Draco to tease her about her family.
"Noted."
Draco only kept staring at Ginny, and she started to blush under his intense stare. Embarrassed, Ginny quickly shoved her massive transfiguration text book towards Draco. "It's this question…" and Ginny trailed off as Draco began to explain to Ginny the finer points of furniture transfiguring wand motions.
9:55 pm Read Ginny's watch. Groaning, Ginny heaved her bag to a more comfortable position on her shoulders and charged forwards to Gryffindor tower.
'Five more minutes, can I make it? Stupid curfew! And why did Draco do that for me?' thought Ginny to herself. Draco had not only just helped her with her transfig. homework, he had also gone through all of Ginny's other work with her… which turned out to be a big help.
Ginny was mystified by Draco's actions, but decided to keep her actions neutral, because with Malfoy's, there could always be secret agenda's.