A/N: This is an idea that has been in my head for quite a while… I figured I'd put it up and see what kind of reaction it gets. Let me know that you think of it. Song for this chapter is For Your Entertainment by Adam Lambert.

Chapter One: The Party

Draco's POV

"God, this is lame," I said as I stood in the corner of the room at my cousins' bachelor party.

"Dude, chill, it'll get better. Look, here come the strippers!" my already slightly wasted friend Blaise said.

"Whatever," I replied, taking a sip of beer from my plastic red cup and grimacing at the horrible quality. But, Blaise was right-the strippers were here, and that helped my mood a bit. A muggle song, something like For Your Entertainment began to play. Scantily clad women strutted onto the stage in the front of the large room. Most looked sickly and thin, except for one, which looked strangely familiar. Long slightly wavy blood red hair, pale skin, chocolate brown eyes, and a killer body. The girls began to dance, but I couldn't take my eyes off of her.

"Who ya eyein' Drake?" Blaise chuckled, but I barely heard him. I unconsciously licked my lips. She tossed her hair and I sighed, imagining that hair spread out on my pillows underneath me…I shoved my cup at Blaise and walked nearer to the stage and watched. I felt an uncomfortable tightening in my pants.

A while later, she was still on my mind. Most of the other girls had already found a man who they were obviously planning on going home with. But I didn't see Red anywhere.

"Oh come on Cinn! Just find a good looking guy and have some fun tonight! Honestly, you're the best girl in the entire group! You deserve a night of fun," I heard a high pitched, annoying female voice whine.

"Look Sugar, you know how I feel about stuff like that. I'm a stripper, not a prostitute. I'm not gonna sleep with guys, no matter how much money they offer me," I heard a cross voice say.

"Oh, you're hopeless Cinnamon! The only way you're gonna survive in this world is to do 'stuff like that', as you put it!" the first voice said.

"Whatever Sugar, whatever." The girl a deduced was named Cinnamon said. Then, Red stormed past. And I realized, Red was Cinnamon.

Well.

Shit.

As I watched her walk past, I realized who she was.

She was Ginny. Fucking. Weasley.

Then I thought, who the hell cares? It wasn't like I actually had anything against the Weasleys'. I only acted as I did to the Weasleys and Potter because it was what was expected of me. Now that no one cares what I do, I can treat anyone however I want. I followed her, and softly called, "Ginny," She froze and turned around slowly. And smirked.

"That's a name, and a voice, I haven't heard in a long time…" she said. "Hello Malfoy,"

"Call me Draco. We're much too old to let petty school differences make us biased against each other. But anyway, what are you doing here? I'm sure Pot- Harry doesn't appreciate the fact that his girlfriend is a stripper," I said. I glanced at her left hand. No ring. Perfect.

"Well, Draco, I haven't been Harrys' girlfriend since I was fifteen and he broke up with me to go save the world. He's actually part of the reason I became a stripper. Turns out, Molly Weasley doesn't like it when you don't do what she wants, and she wanted me to marry Harry. I didn't want to, so she got mad. We still aren't talking," She replied.

"So, where are you staying?" I asked.

"Nowhere. I got kicked out of my flat this morning," she sighed.

"Well, what's your plan for tonight?" I wondered.

"Do my job, get in my annual fight with Sugar, and get smashed." She said honestly.

I smirked, and said, "Why don't you stay at my place for a while? I've got tons of unused rooms at my manor. Just come to my place, and stay til you get back on your feet," My offer surprised me, but I wasn't about to take it back.

She smiled, and said "Okay. It can't hurt, right? I don't have a family, or a boyfriend, so…" she trailed off at the end.

I leaned down and whispered into her ear, "You wanna leave now?" She nodded. I wrapped my arms around her, and apparated us to my manor.