I don't own Harry Potter, that's all JKR's, but the plot is mine...

Regrettably Shrunk with You
Chapter 1: The Glowing Green Door

"I do believe I would hate you Ronald Weasley if we did not share the same mum!" Ginny fumed as her brother started in on her about her clothes being to tight and her grades slipping and everything else he could think of all because he was in a bad mood.

A bad mood caused by Hermione, he always took it out on her when they fought.

"You know what Ron, this week-end if you so much as talk to me or go out of your way to find me I'll hex you into next week!" She practically screamed. And marched out of the common room and unnecessarily slammed the poor portrait shut on her way out, hard.

She barely heard the fairly justice words the fat lady had for her.

Frustrated she decided to go on a walk wherever her feet would take her.

Turning a corner in some hall on the third floor she saw a door and not just any door but, well a green door…

'Why on earth is that door glowing green, I mean this is Hogwarts, but come on…' She thought to herself while looking around to see what other people were doing about it.

But no one seemed to notice, she looked over at Lavender who was walking with two other girls she didn't recognize, they just went past it as if it wasn't there.

It sort of made her mad, stupid blind prats, must have been her bad mood…

Come to think of it when had there been a door right beside the broom closet on the third floor. Ginny sure couldn't recall one…

It was Saturday and she had no where important to be so she did what anyone else would have… she started at it. What was going on?

When she finally took her eyes away from it she saw that she was standing alone in the hall so she walked towards it… placing her hand on the door she twisted it and it opened to reveal the biggest room she had ever seen.

It looked like a normal classroom just super sized.

Curiosity came over her and she just had to explore. Walking in she saw the normal sized door shut behind her and thought nothing of it and turned awed gazing at the room.

"Wow" slipped out of her mouth, words just did that and she had no control over it.

Ginny glanced around the room in amazement. She was standing by a fallen quill that had to be a three times as long as herself.

The desk looked about the size of the Whomping Willow and the room had to be no smaller then a quidditch pitch.

It was kind of exciting.

But Ginny was one who didn't like to fell tiny and this room obviously did just that so with a final appreciated look around she turned to exit, but to her horror the door had taken shape with the rest of the room.

"Bloody hell, how am I to get out of here!" again with the things just falling out of her mouth.

She contemplated her dilemma for the longest minute of her life when the door opened and nearly killed her, had it not been for her quick chaser reflects that made her drop to the floor, as the door swiftly grazed the top of her clothes.

She stood up to look at her savior from this eerily huge room. When her mouth dropped, at the sight, it was a gigantic form of Malfoy.

"Oh great, him…"

"Merlin, this room is big!" His earsplitting voice boomed out the impressive words.

As he began to walk in he tripped over his enormous shoes, it was probably a hilarious sight had she not been afraid of being smashed to death she possibly would have laughed, instead of ran for her life (screaming at the top of her lungs) towards the door, unfortunately right in between his legs.

It was a very peculiar sight seeing as while he fell his body minimized down to the size she was, you know, no longer being on a scale of feet, but instead centimeters.

One shoe had fallen off and he now lay on the floor in front of her, face down whilst his muggle truck sized shoe stayed sandwiched between the door and its frame.

Nervously she crept over to the collapsed 7th year and (not wanting to touch him and with no ten foot poll at hand) poked him with the tip of her shoe to see if he was still alive.

"What the bloody hell," he mumbled confusedly as he rolled over "where am I?"

"I have no clue but we need to get out of here, come on." Ginny told him, glad that he didn't start in with the name calling and what not yet. So she reached her hand out to him.

"Who are you?" He glanced around suspiciously ignoring her hand. "Am I tiny, what did you do to me?"

"What are you talking about?" totally lost, she looked at him as it dawned on her he hit the ground pretty hard and he now might have some memory loss. "Oh Merlin! You have got to be kidding me… stand up!" He didn't seem to be listing so she bent down grabbed his arm and yanked him up.

"You are Malfoy… I mean Draco Malfoy. I hate you, you hate me. You are a seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and you walked into the room and... well shrunk." She explained his life to him.

He looked at her like she had just said toe nail plus pickle juice minus window equals two and a half.

"Bloody hell" being a Weasley she had the unlucky inheritance of being, what you would call impatient.

The only thing that came to her mind was to knock some sense into him, so that's what she did next, literally.

She slapped his face a bit harder then necessary and studied his face to see if her new tactic worked better.

"Don't ever touch me again you filthy weasel!" the sneer on his face and that statement made it all to clear that a good slapping is what he needed, and another one is what he was getting!

So what do you think, I know my grammer is probably repulsive, if anyone would volunteer as beta it would be much obliged!