A/N: So…chapter Five of Gin's fic. Sorry it's taken so long for me to update…and even more sorry to say that I'm going away for a month in three days so this will probably be the last update until then –cringe- don't hate me!

Disclaimer: I do not own Draco. Or Harry (thank god, if I did I'd probably sell him cheap at a garage sale). Or any other characters. Well, except for James, I do own him the poor sod.

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The rest of Ginny's classes passed in a blur. Potions, DADA, Transfiguration…it was all a daze. And it wasn't even the third day of school yet!

She had too much on her mind, it wasn't fair…school had barely started and already things were too confusing. At least she had music this year. She slipped her favorite CD into her discman, The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars (one that Ron refused to listen to because of the spiders).

As she lay on her bed and let David Bowie's voice fill her head she thought about all the things that had happened so far.

First there was the whole "Draco is being civilized to me" thing along with the, "what's the deal between him and Blaise" story. That was weird, she mused. She supposed that Malfoy maturing could happen but why was he upset with Blaise? No use thinking about it now, she sighed

Then there was the drunken make-out session with Harry Potter, her long time crush…that she no longer had. Yet Harry seemed to be interested. It was like, no matter how much signals she sent him he didn't get it. And what was the whole thing with Hermione and Ron not wanting Harry to know about them shagging?

What about James? She thought…he was acting so strange before he passed out. And why was it so hard for her to tell him about Malfoy talking to her? Why did she feel she had to keep it hidden? Even Ginny didn't know that. She hoped he was all right.

She dreamt that Hogwarts had become a concert hall with David Bowie singing. But just as she got to the stage the man singing morphed and shimmered, he became Draco Malfoy. Then the next song started and the singer changed into James, and then into Harry, and then it was her self. She watched her self onstage for a while but the crowd jostled and bumped her, she was losing sight of her self and the music was becoming disjointed and faint, someone was yelling and people were pushing her.

She tried to pull her blanket over her face, wait….blanket? what was she doing with a blanket at a rock concert?

"Ginny, you lazy bum! Get up!"

She felt her nice warm blanket being pulled off her and protested sleepily. But nothing she said could persuade the person on the other end of the blanket to quit.

"Gin, school starts in 15 minutes, don't you want to take a shower and get up?" her friend, Lailis, asked mischievously.

Ginny let out a squeak, "what!" you mean it's- you mean- YOU DIDN'T WAKE ME UP!"

"But you looked so cute! I–" but Lailis's barely contained mirth was violently interrupted by Ginny's furious shouts.

"CUTE? I'll show you cute! You evil…" she trailed off glaring.

"Yeah, yeah, go get dressed, you're already going to miss breakfast."

"Bitch" She muttered under her breath.

Lailis was her best friend, they'd met on the train and hit it off right away. She was the first Muggle witch Ginny had ever met and because of her dad's obsessive habits of bringing his work home with him she, too, was quite interested in what went on in the other world. Lailis was a constant source of fascination for the first few months and they'd found they had many things in common and got on quite well. The other girls were nice too, but there was something special about this Lai. Then the whole Chamber of Secrets fiasco occurred and Ginny had found out who her true friends were. All the other girls in her dorm had stopped talking to her, only Lailis had treated her normally.

Now that they were all fifth years it had all blown over mostly but a lot of the girls were still nervous around her.

Ginny pulled her robe on over her blue jeans and her Malice Mizer tee. No time for makeup she thought regretfully. Oh well.

Ginny rushed down the dormitory stairs and almost crashed into James. How ironic she thought, didn't I just do this yesterday with Draco Malfoy? But instead she said, "James! How are you?"

James blushed and looked at his feet, "I'm fine. And I'm really sorry I snapped at you Gin. It's just that, well, I'm not quite sure, I was in a lot o pain, but I didn't want you to worry but you were worrying anyway and then I got mad because you're keeping something from me and I don't know why, and…" he trailed off helplessly.

"Wow James. That was quite profound compared to the "morning ginny…" I usually hear from you. Well, your apology is accepted, not that I was mad at you in the first place…dork!' she punched him playfully in the arm. "So, what did Pomfrey do to you?

"Oh, not much, I'm allergic to those plants I guess." He glanced up, embarrassed.

"Really? That's odd," she frowned remembering her conversation with Draco, but seeing James's expression she added, "But not that odd, did you know that I'm allergic to unicorns?" she smiled ruefully, "When kettleburn brought on in last year all the other girls could get right up close to it but every time I got near it I had these massive sneeze attacks! Weird, huh?"

James looked a little less uncomfortable, "yah, well anyway, I brought you some breakfast, I figured you had over slept."

"Argh! That was SO not my fault! Lailis never woke me up!" Ginny agonized.

"Huh, I must've missed Lailis becoming employed as your personal alarm clock service," James's smirked.

Ginny shoved him good-naturedly into a wall as she ate the toast he had gotten for her and they walked to the dungeons for Potions.

The rest of the day passed by with minimal odd events. She and James had spent the whole of Potions catching up and talking about they're summers.

James had apparently dated his love interest of the past four years, his ex-neighbor, Jessica for all of two weeks. They'd broken up after getting nowhere and then met at a mutual friends house, gotten piss drunk and ended up making out in the bathroom. Her new boyfriend then found them and promptly through a hissy. He and Jess went out for about a month and then she cheated on him with hissy-boy.

The drama of it all was slightly ruined by James's wicked sense of humour that had Ginny crying she was laughing so hard.

In the end Ginny told him about her drunken hook up with Harry and he'd laughed (albeit a nervous, please-tell-me-you're-not-dating-him laugh).

Ginny didn't, however, tell him about her strange conversations with Malfoy.

Malfoy, she couldn't stop thinking about him! Every time she let her mind wander it stumbled across the boy.

She sat in her uncomfortable chair, watching Flitwick explain the exact science behind the Color changing charm that was going to be on the practice O.W.L. "blah, blah, blah…I could care less." She asked to be excused and left the classroom.

It was the first week of school and she was already ditching class, she really was a hopeless case, she thought to herself wryly. She glanced down at her watch and saw that there was about half an hour of class left.

"Perfect," She thought, "I'l have just enough time to walk to the lake and back."

She paused on the front stairs to pull out her Walkman, she'd loaded it with a random CD that morning. Hitting play, she waited expectantly for the music to pour into her soul.

It was Billy Idol.

She breathed in the warm summer air and closed her eyes reverently, eighties music blaring in her ears… "you spin me right 'round baby, right 'round, like a record baby, right 'round, 'round, 'round" she whispered.

"Ditching class again Weasley?" an all too familiar drawl asked.

"Yes! I mean no! I mean –" Ginny struggled to regain composure.

Draco just smirked.

Since words were failing Ginny resorted to glaring.

"Ahh. Well, I can see someone's not in the best mood," he said all too cheerfully.

"And I can tell someone is," She said through gritted teeth. she didn't know why but no one could get on her nerves like Draco could just by saying one thing,

"So I assume you and Blaise worked out what ever wasn't working?" she asked before she could stop herself.

A brief shadow flickered across his face, "Not quite."

"Mmmm" was all Ginny said. She didn't know what was going on, far be it for her to get in the way of it all.

The shadow left and Draco's face cleared as he saw her CD player. Too late, she tried to shove it into her bag, but he had already recognized what it was and was looking at it all to keenly for her taste.

"Watcha got there?" He asked doing the cute little head cock thing.

Ginny blushed and cursed her red hair, "Nothing, just a compact disc player."

He rolled his eyes, "I know that, what's in it?"

"A CD" she mumbled.

"yeah, I think I figured that out too, what kind of music do you like anyway?" he said slyly, he grabbed the walkman before she could protest.

It was a mix the girl had given her, she watched his gaze skim over the playlist that was written on the disc in Sharpie.

"Hmm…not bad, I half expected you to like Beyonce, or Spice Girls, or some chick band of today."

She sniffed derisively, true to the blue haired girl's word, she'd been completely brain washed with her views on music. And she was just fine with it.

"This is good stuff though, you've got your classics here, like the Who, and the Beatles, and the Clash, and you have some Bowie, which is always a must, and some foreign music like Subliminal –"

Ginny choked, " you know who Subliminal is?"

"Cor, doesn't everyone?" he asked airily, and continued reading off the playlist, "and some Idol, some don't like him, but I, for one, have always held a soft spot in my ears for him especially this one, Catch my Fall? And Dancing with Myself," he grinned ruefully, "I don't know a few of the others but I must compliment you on your taste."

Ginny blushed even harder, "umm…thanks." why did the Slytherin make her so bloody speechless?

"Hey, could I borrow this?" he asked earnestly, "I promise I'll give it back soon."

He really was a sweetie when he dropped his act, she thought bemusedly nodding, "Sure, there's more where that came from."

"I'd like to see that sometime." Draco allowed a small smile to creep along his face. Ginny felt herself melt.

"Yah, well, I better get back to Charms before the bell rings." She said, making a quick get away.

"So Malfoy likes Muggle Rock," Ginny thought to herself, "Now that's interesting."

It was only as she re-entered the Charms classroom did she realize she'd never found out why Malfoy was out of class and that she was still no closer to figuring out what was going on between him and Blaise. And that she had had yet another rational conversation with the older boy. AND THAT HE LIKED THE SAME MUSIC AS HER!

This was crazy, it felt as though someone had dropped her into an alternate universe where the only thing that had changed was Draco Malfoy. Or maybe he was more mature, like he said.

"No!" she told herself fiercely, "his good taste in music does not change the fact that he is an arrogant little ferret arse who would love nothing more than to embarrass me in front of the whole school!" but he hadn't, he'd had so many chances to be a dick to her and he hadn't.

All this Draco crap was giving Ginny a headache.

Just then a memo from Madame Pomfrey flew in, it was for James. It told him to go to the infirmary before dinner for some final touches on healing his plant bite wound.

"Just go to dinner, Gin, I'll see you in like, ten minutes!" James insisted after Charms.

Ginny had walked out of the door with him, fully intending on doing just that, when who of all people should walk by, but Harry. For some reason this guy just wasn't getting the hint about the whole hook up thing and Ginny really didn't feel like explaining it to him right now. And she really, really didn't want to have to listen to him brag about what ever he was good at over her nice warm supper that was just calling her name.

But…James was being insistant and her stomach was growling so she braved the Potter.