Chapter One: What A Fun Week!

He wanted her

She'd never tell

Secretly she wanted him as well

- Avril Lavigne, Sk8er Boi

Author's note: Sorry it took me so long to post this. School started and on the first day, I already have tons of homework. Buuuut at least I've written up to chapter 6, so all I have to do is post. Anyway, here we are, chapter one of the sequel to show me happiness. I'm a bit more excited for this one mainly because the characters are going to be more developed and so are the romances, heh heh heh. (Smirk) Anyway, please read and review, thanks.

PS: For all you Gilmore Girls fans out there, I've tried to make this Draco a tiny smidgen like Jess. I don't know, it just helps if I have a (hot) character in mind. Hehehe.

Disclaimer: My name is Liz. The author of Harry Potter's name is JK Rowling. Any questions?

Ginny was tired. The last few weeks had been hectic and boring and consisted of waking up, eating, doing homework, and sleeping. The last time she had had some fun was in September, during the Quidditch Match-slash-after party. For a while, she had a glimmer of hope that this year was going to be different than the other years. She felt that she would get a boyfriend and fall in love, become slightly more popular than she was before, and ace all her classes.

She was failing all three goals miserably.

She wasn't even close to getting a boyfriend, since the last time she even hung out with a single boy was at the Gryffindor/Ravenclaw match. It was Colin, and nothing would become of them as a couple. Besides, she was pretty sure Colin had a thing for Seamus.

Falling in love, well, that kinda had to come with the boyfriend, didn't it?

The whole popularity thing lasted about two weeks, when people were still all, "awesome, you're the girl who threw the after party!" And then, it sorta faded. She went back to being "Umm... what's your first name? I mean, I know you're a Weasley, but which one" again. And that whole "ace your classes" thing? A disaster waiting to happen. She was to outspoken to ace the classes, and was always arguing with Snape or her other professors. That really didn't help her grades at all. So instead of passing all her courses with flying colors, she was failing them all with rotten grades.

Yeah. Life for Ginny Weasley was nice.

On this rainy November evening, she was huddled next to the fire, studying with Amedei and Colin about transfiguration, when suddenly Harry bustled in after Liz, who was yelling at the back of his head.
"What the hell do you mean you don't think this is going to work out?"

Harry turned around. "Exactly what it sounds like!"

"IT SOUNDS LIKE 'I'M A BLOODY COWARD WHO CAN'T HANDLE A RELATIONSHIP'!"

Ginny cringed; she knew Harry had a lot on his mind, and most likely didn't need Liz (who was a tad bit chatty and obsessive with her boyfriends) breathing down his neck every minute.

"I am not a coward," Harry growled, attempting to keep his voice even.

"WHAT IS IT, THEN?"

And then Harry snapped. "YOU'RE EVERYWHERE I LOOK! When I open my eyes you're there asking me if I'm ready to go to breakfast, when I close them you're asking if I want you to tuck me in! I'M BLOODY FIFTEEN, I CAN DO THAT BY MYSELF!"

Liz was quiet, and Ginny thought she looked like she was going to cry. The only sound in the commonroom was the rain on the windows and the steady lightening and thunder pattern.

"You know what, Harry?" she asked quietly, looking down at the floor.

Lightening.

"What?" he replied, breathing heavily.

One.

Two.

Three.

"I don't think this is going to work out," she said tearfully, though no tears fell from her eyes.

Thunder.

Harry was quiet; he certainly wasn't expecting this. "Well then. If that's the way you feel-"

"It is. You clearly don't need or deserve me as a girlfriend right now."

Harry nodded. "Alright then." He walked up to the boy's dorms, leaving Amedei, Colin, Ginny, and Liz in awkward silence. Liz finally let a tear fall and Amedei got up, putting her arm around her, and letting Liz cry into her shoulder.

"It's okay, Lizzie," she cooed, looking at Ginny worriedly. "Let it all out."

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Ginny walked to the Great Hall for breakfast with Amedei. Liz was still in her room, upset about the breakup that had occured only a few hours before.

"I say we bring her back some toast or something," Amedei said, stopping to pull her hair up into an extravagant bun.
Ginny shrugged. "Would she even eat it? I think it's a waste of time." said Ginny, who continued walking.

"She has to eat something. I mean - AHH! I'm blind!"

Ginny turned around to see Draco rip Amedei's hair out of her bun, sending said hair over her face and putting Amedei into a blackout. Ginny tried not to smile or laugh, instead walked over to Amedei and helped her move the hair from her face. "Better?"

"No, I feel like the devil is watching me..." Amedei joked, turning around to see Draco staring at her. "Speak of the devil," she smirked.

Draco smirked. "Where are you headed?" he asked Amedei, though his icy eyes looked through Ginny's warm, hazel ones.

Amedei noticed Draco slightly zoning out and decided to play with his mind. "Hell."

"Really?"

"We are?" Ginny smiled.

"Yeah, Ginny, didn't I tell you?"

Ginny shook her head while keeping (confusing) eye contact with Draco. "Nope."

Why am I looking at Draco? And why is he looking at me? And why are neither of us looking away?

"Hm, suddenly I feel like a third wheel. Should I leave you two alone?" Amedei asked, crossing her arms.

"What?" Ginny gasped, moving her head and losing eye contact. "No!"

Draco seemed a bit upset. Well, clearly this was a waste of a morning. "Me and the Weaselette alone together? I think I've lost my appetite."

Amedei frowned at the pair; they were being quite immature.

"Alright then... let's go, Ame, we need to get Liz's toast, remember?"

"I thought we said no to the -"

"Remember?"

Amedei sighed. "Right, right. Bye, Dray."

"Yeah. See ya, Ame," he said, staring at Ginny with cold intensity.

Once they were far away from Draco, Ginny turned to Amedei and crossed her arms. "And that, ladies and gentlemen, is proof that a Malfoy and a Weasley could never get together."

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Draco shook his head, laughing at what an idiot he had been. Really, staring at a Weasley? What has gotten INTO you? First in September you act like it's something great because she knew you'd like a Quidditch game. Big whoop. Who wouldn't know? I mean, practically every guy at Hogwarts who isnt gay or completely whipped enjoys Quidditch. It was just pure common sense that I'd like it. And I'm on the Slytherin team, I mean, come on, it's obvious.

"Draco? ...Draco? ...Draaaaaaycooooooo?"

Draco looked up. "Huh?"

"I've been calling you forever, man. What's up?" Blaise asked, walking alongside Draco to the Great Hall.
"Oh, nothing. Thinking."

Blaise looked interested. "About what?"

"Nothing."
"About who?"
"No one."

"About where?"

"Nowhere."

Blaise thought for a minute, then said, "About when?"

Draco shook his head.

Blaise sighed. "I'm out of w's, Draco."

"Buy some more, then," Draco said sarcastically, quickening his pace. Blaise, however, only quickened his as well.

"So what's up, Dray? Something's obviously on your mind," he said, scratching his head.

Draco shrugged. "I don't really know." Realization hit him, and he lightly smacked Blaise across the cheeks.

"Ow! What the f- what was that for!"

"For supposedly going out with my best friend and not even dating her or kissing her for months!"

Blaise's eyes grew wide. "Uh, oh that - we broke up."

"YOU WHAT?"

Blaise shuddered; maybe that wasn't the best excuse. "Uh, yeah - but she -"
"BUT SHE WHAT."
"She, um, she - broke up with me!"

Draco's expression softened. "Oh. Oh, then it's alright."

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Ginny lightly tapped on the wall next to Liz's bed, whose curtain was drawn. "Liz? Why don't you come out?" Silence. "I've got toooooooast!"

"Mmihmtetmst."

Amedei sighed and drew the curtain. "Pardon?"

"I hate toast," Liz said louder. "And close the curtains, will you, I'm trying to get some sleep."

"You do realize it's eleven, right? And that you missed your first class?"

Liz scratched her head. "Uh...what's my first class again?"

"Transfiguration. You missed a test that you didn't study for anyway, because you were too busy breaking up with -"

And so began the waterworks.

"H-he d-didn't d-d-deserve all that st-stuff I said ab-bout him d-id he?" she sobbed.

"What? He deserved everything you said, Lizzie, he's a prat!"

Liz looked doubtful. "I don't think -"

"Liz."

"He probably didn't mean -"

"Liz."

"We really probably should -"

"LIZ."

Liz sighed. "Sorry."

Ginny shrugged. "This is my free period, okay? And instead of doing homework, I'm here to help you up. So, up. No, really. Up."

Liz grumbled and got out of bed, had her makeup done and hair done by Amedei, and then was practically pushed down the stairs to explain to Mcgonnagal why she missed her class.

"Okay, Liz, I'm off to potions. Bye," Ginny said, waving.
Liz ran over to Ginny and hugged her. "Thanks for being such a good friend. You too, Ame."

Amedei shrugged. "Whatever," she said with a smile.

Author's note: K, thats the first chapter! Hope ya'll like it and everything hehe. Please reviiiiew!