Draco: 3rd year
Ginny: 2nd year
POV: Ginny

# 48- Leprechaun

"You sure about this?" Hermione asked.

"Well, I'm not stopping you if you wanna back off," Ginny hissed as they crept through the dark dungeons.

"Parselmouth," Hermione said. The wall before them slid open. Ginny entered, wand raised. Hermione kept watch as Ginny slinked to the dormitory.

Malfoy was sleeping soundly in bed. Ginny pointed her wand at him and muttered her spell. She stifled a giggle as his ears began to grown pointed and his hair changed from blonde to orange.

"Happy St. Patrick's Day, Draco," Ginny whispered, a smirk playing across her face.

Draco: 3rd year
Ginny: 2nd year
POV: Draco

#8- Potions

Leave it to Blaise to come up with the craziest dares. Draco walked into the library and, spotting Ginny Weasley, headed right over to her. He sat down next to her in one of the library sofas. She looked up from her Potions homework and glared at him.

"What?"

"Easy, Weasley," Draco said, grinning. "Whaddaya say you and me go to Hogsmeade together this week?"

"I'm a second year, Malfoy."

"Aha, so if you were a third year you'd go, right?"

"Over your dead body."

"Then now will have to do," Draco sighed. "Whatcha doing?"

"This is Potions, Malfoy," Weasley snapped, gathering her things. "Not chemistry."

Draco watched in disbelief as she stood up and stomped away.

Draco: 3rd year
Ginny: 2nd year
POV: Ginny

#38- Patronus

"Yeah, knowing the Patronus charm is useful. 'Specially against those demontors running around here," Zambini said.

"Sure, but it takes a powerful wizard to conjure it," Malfoy replied. Ginny scoffed. Zambini scowled at her.

"Can't we have a conversation without a filthy blood traitor listening in?" he sneered. Malfoy snickered.

"Give up. She's as stubborn as an a**," he said. Ginny glared at him.

"What do you think your Patronus would be?" Zambini asked.

"I don't know," Malfoy said with a pondering look on his face.

"A ferret?" Ginny suggested.

Draco: 3rd year
Ginny: 2nd year
POV: Draco

#35- Pureblood

"A disgrace." That's what Draco's father had told him about Sirius Black. "A disgrace to purebloods, to the Black family."

Draco agreed completely. No Malfoy would ever be caught dead with such a traitor. He was a proud pureblood of Slytherin's cunning house who came from a wealthy, respectable family. Well, then, wouldn't that mean Draco could possibly, maybe, hypothetically thinking, go out with a Weasley?

What?! Draco hit himself over the head. What did he just think about? Dating Ginny Weasley was a no-no. Thinking about dating Ginny Weasley was a no-no, regardless of her pureblood status. Draco stalked down the hall. Filthy blood-traitor!

Draco: 3rd year
Ginny: 2nd year
POV: Ginny

#18- Whomping Willow

"That's the tree Potty and Weasel-Bee flew into last year," Malfoy said. Crabbe and Goyle sniggered. Ginny could only glare. Malfoy wasn't worth her time.

"Hey didn't notice you there, Weasley," Malfoy said, seeing Ginny sitting under a nearby tree. "The Whomping Willow, eh? Yeah, perfect view from up here."

"Perfect view of what, Malfoy?" Goyle asked.

"Of that bloody bird, Buckbeak's, execution," Malfoy replied, laughing his head off.

Ginny couldn't take it. She got up and slapped him. Hard. Across the face. Later, she couldn't help but admire the bruise that Hermione gave him. It went well with the bruise that Ginny had given him.

Draco: 3rd year
Ginny: 2nd year
POV: Draco

#28-Timeturner

It had to be something to do with how the mudblood had every single class on her schedule. Something was up with Granger, Draco just knew it. How else could it be possible that he saw her walking out of Divination with Weasley and Potter when he had just left Anciet Runes with her?

"How in the world can Granger be in two classes at once?!" Draco couldn't help saying incredulously out loud. Then he remembered; he was in the library. Madame Pince gave him a stern look. The littlest Weasley overheard. She rolled her eyes and flipped her flaming red hair.

"Timeturner?" she said sarcastically. Draco couldn't decide whether to believe it or not.

Draco: 3rd year
Ginny: 2nd year
POV: Ginny

#37-Animagus

"An essay will be due to me by the end of the week on what you have learned about Animagus. It is required to be at least one roll of parchment long," the professor said.

Ginny looked at Luna and pretended to gag. More homework. They walked down the corridor together. "Er, let's go this way, Luna," Ginny said, steering her friend left and down the staircase. Away from Malfoy, who was maliciously sneering at students to walked by at the end of the corridor.

Draco: 4th year
Ginny: 3rd year
POV: Draco

#21-Veela

The Bulgarians' mascots ran out onto the field. Draco watched from the Minister's box as the beautiful, pale skinned veela danced for the audience in the stands. He looked at his father, who gave him a knowing look. Draco nodded. He could just laugh at Potter and Weasley's gaping faces.

Draco focused on other things to keep from drooling all over the veela as well. The red head girl who was sitting in front of him was good looking-----whoa! That was Ginny Weasley! Draco gagged. She looked so much more... matured! Draco turned to focus on the weird house-elf sitting next to him instead.

Draco: 4th year
Ginny: 3rd year
POV: Ginny

#31- Dress Robes

Ginny twirled around in long, flowing dress robes in front of the mirror. "Mum, they're perfect! Can we please get them?"

"I don't know, Ginny. They're an awful lot, don't you think?" her mother said, scrutinizing her. Ginny pouted.

"Did I mention, Mrs. Weasley, that the dress robes in this particular section are temporarily on sale?" Madame Malkins said, giving Ginny a wink.

Draco: 4th year
Ginny: 3rd year
POV: Draco

#17- Cauldron

Draco stared across the room where flame-haired Ginny Weasley stood arguing with Snape. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and her eyes were ablaze with anger. Paired with her already flaming hair, Ginny looked like she was on fire.

Whenever she was angry she looked more beautiful than usual. Was that the real reason for why he liked to infuriate her so much in the years past, Draco wondered? Maybe.

Draco groaned. He could not seriously be thinking about that. He felt like sticking his head into his own cauldron.

Draco: 4th year
Ginny: 3rd year
POV: Ginny

#41- Thestrals

"So you can see them?" Ginny asked. Luna nodded briskly.

"Ever since my first day at Hogwarts I have," she replied serenely.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the corridor and the two girls turned around to see what was going on. Red sparks were flying and Harry came crashing down on the ground. Malfoy sneered and lowered his wand. Furiously, Harry jumped to his feet.

"I think you're about to be seeing thestrals real soon, Ginny," Luna commented as Harry raised his wand. Ginny wasn't sure if that were a good thing.

Draco: 4th year
Ginny: 3rd year
POV: Draco

#32- Common Room

Draco expected the Gryffindor common room was scarlet. All scarlet and gold. Even the fireplace was probably scarlet and the flames within were probably scarlet along with the drapes hanging on every window. Scarlet.

The Slytherin common room was green. Green and silver and black leather armchairs. Draco's platinum blonde hair no doubt matched the decor well. He and his fellow Slytherins often blended in with the surroundings. But a Weasley would never fit in here. Them and their flaming red hair. That's probably why they were all sorted into Gryffindor, Draco figured.

Although he still thought that the littlest Weasley could have at least been sorted into Ravenclaw. Too bad she was just as unlucky as the whole lot of her older brothers.

Draco: 4th year
Ginny: 3rd year
POV: Ginny

#20- Hogsmeade

"Aren't you excited for your first trip to Hogsmeade?" Hermione prodded. Ginny nodded in reply. "Let's go to the Three Broomsticks first and then we can go to whatever place you want to see," the older Gryffindor girl went on. "After all, it is your first time. It's nice to finally be able to come here with you instead with with Ron and Harry all the time."

"Yeah," Ginny said absently. A little bit off the crowded part of Hogsmeade's streets, she could see a small dingy looking pub with a strange sign hanging above the doorway. The glaring sunlight didn't allow Ginny to see exactly what it was, but it reflected perfectly off white blonde hair. Malfoy.

"Can we go there?" Ginny said, pointing to the pub. Hermione's eyes widened.

"No, no, no! That's the Hogs Head," she said, steering Ginny away. "Dodgy place..."

Draco: 4th year
Ginny: 3rd year
POV: Draco

#54- Dare

Could this take any longer? Draco was nearly about to explode. The Slytherin boys were all huddled in the corner whispering gleefully to each other. Draco could sense their pulsing excitement. Goyle looked up at him with an evil smile. Draco made a bored face to show he wasn't intimidated.

"Okay, we have it, Draco," Blaise said.

"What? Ask ol' Millicent out on a date again?" Draco said coolly. Blaise grinned. Crabbe looked like he was going to split a seam. Blaise calmly walked to Draco and whispered in his ear.

Ten minutes later, Draco was stalking furiously down the staircase, dreaded what was to come very, very soon. "Stupid dares," he muttered.

Draco: 4th year
Ginny: 3rd year
POV: Ginny

#78- Corridor (Author's Choice)

Ginny was glad to finally be rid of the others. She readjusted the strap on her bag and hurried down the corridor. All was quiet and Ginny paid no attention to the occasional student who passed her on her way to the common room.

Stepping lightly, Ginny scaled three long flights of stairs. Turning out of the brightly lit Great Staircase and into a darker corridor, she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand. She was about to turn around and go back to the stairs when-

Pale, cold hands clapped over Ginny's mouth and she was pulled quickly into a classroom.