Professor Draco Malfoy

Professor Draco Malfoy

Chapter Five: Prediction

Draco Malfoy was kissing her. She couldn't get enough of it. And before she knew what she was doing, she was kissing back. He smirked and pulled away, exiting through the door, and leaving Ginny lost for words. She stood there, gaping at the door he had just exited through for a few moments before slowly turning towards the door and the Great Hall for lunch.

As she entered the Great Hall, Ginny glanced up at the high table where the teachers were sitting. Malfoy smirked at her when she caught his eye, causing her to blush and look away before quickly going over to sit with her friends.

"Hey Gin!" Bobby said, grinning at the redhead as she moved to sit down next to her, "What did Malfoy want this time?"

"What?" Ginny asked, blinking at him distractedly.

Bobby raised an eyebrow at her: "He made you stay after class again. What was it for this time?"

"Oh," Ginny said, grabbing some salad and pumpkin juice, "Just wanted to insult my DADA abilities etc. He seems bent on making my life a living hell" Ginny sighed. He certainly is making my life a living hell, she thought, although not for the reasons that one would think.

She ate the rest of her lunch in silence, and then headed towards the North Tower for an hour of Divination. She was never in a hurry to get to that particular class, but now she just needed to get out of there.

"Hey Ginny," Colin yelled after her, "wait up!"

Ginny sighed, but turned around and waited until he caught up with her. "Hey Colin," she said, forcing herself to smile at him. She was still extremely confused about what had happened and wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. They walked silently up to the North Tower and entered the steamy classroom where Professor Trelawney greeted them in her usual way: coming forward from out of the shadows of the boiling room.

Divination started out as it always did, with half of the class basically asleep before they were fifteen minutes into the period. But then Professor Trelawney surprised them all: she started swaying, clutching her head with both of her hands. The class looked nervously at her, wondering if they should do anything, when she started; "Oh!" she exclaimed, pulling out of the trance or whatever it was that she had been in, "I-I just had a premonition!"

The class looked suspiciously at her, not sure whether or not to believe her. "Ginny dear," she muttered, beckoning for Ginny to come to her, "come here. My premonition was about you."

Ginny looked nervously at her neurotic teacher, but did as she was told. "Err, Professor?" she questioned, glancing apprehensively at Professor Trelawney, "Um, was it bad?"

"My dear," Trelawney whispered so that only Ginny could hear her, but maintaining her usual overly enthusiastic tone, "It was not very clear. I merely saw that you would have some sort of relationship with something of evil. Although, from what I could see, the evil was dim. Be careful my dear, or we might be seeing your body lying somewhere with out you in it!" Trelawney said the last bit with the enthusiasm she reserved solely for the purpose of predicting the deaths of her students.

Ginny looked somewhat nervous, not because she was worried about dying, but because she was wondering if this 'evil' that Trelawney was referring to was Malfoy. As she went back to her seat her friends glanced at her, wanting to know what had happened, but she merely shook her head, and the class went back to their usual stupefied, snoring positions.

After Divination was over, Ginny wandered aimlessly through the halls. She didn't have another class for an hour, so she decided to take a walk. As she was passing by the Owlry, she bumped smack into another person. "Watch it Weasley!" Grunted the all too familiar voice of Draco Malfoy.

"S-sorry Professor," Ginny mumbled, glancing at the floor, "I, err... well... I wasn't watching where I was going."

"That, Miss Weasley," Malfoy declared, "Was perfectly obvious."

Ginny raised her eyes off of the floor to glare at him, but when their eyes met Ginny instantly forgot all thought of getting mad at him. What is happening to me? She thought, groaning inwardly, I can NOT be in love with Draco Malfoy! He's so... well... Malfoy!" But a voice in the back of her head was saying 'Shut up Ginny! You are so totally falling for him!"

Ginny blushed, and looked at Malfoy hard. As she looked closer, she noticed that he wasn't looking so sure of himself either, and strangely, this thought reassured her. "Look... Malfoy," she began nervously, trying to find the right words, "I-"

But he cut her off, putting a finger on his lips and glancing down carefully at her. "Weasley," he murmured, gently stroking her cheek with her hand, causing her heart to start speeding up, "Look, th-" but he was cut off as well, as they heard a door slamming somewhere down the hall. They jumped apart, and without another word to her Malfoy turned around and walked down the hall in the direction of her classroom.

Ginny walked slowly back to Gryffindor Tower, wondering what was going on. You can't be falling for Malfoy, she thought fiercely, trying to convince herself that this was true, you just can't! But she knew it was hopeless. She was falling, and falling fast.

She spent the next few days tortured by her thoughts. Part of her wanted to go with what was right, and what she would not get in trouble for, but the bigger part of her wanted the adventure; the heartbeat that she felt whenever she looked into his eyes. She tried to avoid him so she wouldn't have to deal with it, but it was hard, and she knew that she would have to face him during their next class, and she wasn't sure how she was going to deal with it.

However, she had to deal with it. Two days later in fact. She was dreading walking into her third period DADA class and having to face the man towards whom she was supposed to feel nothing but hatred, yet she found herself being more and more attracted to as time went on. Her friends were watching her nervously as they went into the class, obviously worried that Ginny was going to have to be experimented on by Malfoy again.

The entire class was three minutes late to DADA, as Professor Flitwick had made them stay and help clean up the remnants of exploded couches that they had been trying to make tidy themselves up. Malfoy glared at them as they entered, his eyes once again lingering for a moment longer on Ginny, who squirmed under his gaze. Thankfully, none of her classmates saw.

"Ah..." Malfoy said, leering at them all, "I see that you have finally decided to show up. Now, today we are going to do something different. Instead of having one person who we demonstrate upon..." he paused for a moment, and smirked at Ginny before continuing, "This time we will break up into pairs." The class sighed with relief that Malfoy would not be doing anything to anyone personally today. However, Malfoy was not finished. "Now," he began as the class began to divide itself into teams, "as you have an odd number of people in your class, someone will have to be with me." His eyes scanned the room before coming to rest on Ginny. "Miss Weasley," he sneered, "How about you are my partner today. We work so well together, don't you think?"

Ginny, along with the rest of her class, glared at their teacher, causing him to grin maliciously. But not wishing to cost her house any points Ginny stood and sauntered to the front of the room, aware of the worried glances her friends were casting her as she approached the front of the room. As she walked slowly to the front of the room her eyes never left Malfoy's face, and although she was glaring at him, inside she was thinking about just how good he looked today.

"Ah," Malfoy said sarcastically, "So nice to see you agreeing without a fuss this time Miss Weasley. It is so nice to not be forced to take points from Gryffindor. You all know how much pain that would cause me."

Ginny glared at him, but didn't say anything. Malfoy told her what to do, and she did it. And when she messed up he gave her detention for that night. She left the class with her peers, all of them grumbling about the remnants of the hexes that had been placed upon them and that hadn't gone away yet. Malfoy had claimed that the only way that they were going to learn was for them to have to understand what the curses/hexes did to them. Of course, they all knew that he found the sight of Meg's left pinky going back and forth between blue and green, and the spectacle of Colin's nose as a bright yellow beak too perfect to bring to a close.

Ginny followed her classmates through the halls back to Gryffindor Tower, not saying anything. Colin noticed her silence, and fell back into step next to her. "What's wrong Gin?" he asked concernedly.

"Huh?" Ginny stammered, not having noticed that he was there.

"Well," he said slowly, "you look worried about something, and I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help."

Ginny smiled weakly at him, wildly searching for an excuse. "Oh... it's nothing! I just was worried about my potions essay."

"Oh," Colin exclaimed, looking embarrassed, "Err... sorry. Don't worry about the essay, you'll do fine. You always do."

"Thanks Colin," Ginny replied, feeling extremely guilty about lying to him, "I'd better go do my homework before my detention with Malfoy." And with that she hurried off towards the library, feeling bad about lying to Colin, and confused about her feelings towards Malfoy.