It All Began With Dwarfing Draco

Ginny carefully made her way back to the hospital Wing, managing not to drop the tray once. Draco smiled at her when she tip toed into the room and sat the tray on the bedside table. She helped him sit up carefully and set tray over his lap.

"Breakfast is served," Ginny announced quietly and picked up a piece of toast. Draco chuckled and started on a plate of waffles, cutting small squares with his fork with one hand. Ginny watched him as he ate. He was perfect and precise when he was doing such a simple thing as eating! He was so dignified when even he didn’t mean too. Ginny sighed and shook her head.

"What?" Draco asked, a piece of waffle halfway to his mouth.

"Its nothing," Ginny replied and giggled. "You just cease to interest me."

"Well, I do try." Ginny just rolled her eyes. They worked their way through the food on the tray until there was nothing left but some crusts of bread and left over fruit.

"Wow, I needed that," Draco said contentedly.

"Me too," Ginny said as she stood up and placed the tray on the table. She sat back down beside Draco and laid her head on his shoulder. Draco drew circles lightly on her back and rested his head against hers. The remained in a comfortable silence, just enjoying each other’s company but the silence was broken when Madame Pomfrey scuttled into the room.

"Well Mr. Malfoy," she said when she had finished checking Draco’s injuries. "Your shoulder and rib are healing up quite nicely. You should be back to classes by tomorrow." She handed Draco a potion, instructing him to drink it and threatened that she would be back to check that he did. After handing Ginny and Draco their schoolwork, Madame Pomfrey retreated into her office.

Ginny slid down to the end of the bed, determined work and not to be distracted. Draco was apparently not on the same line of thought. He maybe took one look at his work and then put it aside. Ginny however had started work on her potions easy and was trying very hard to concentrate. Draco watched her as she bit her bottom lip in concentration and tapped her paper with her fingers.

"What are you working on?" he asked.

"An essay for potions," Ginny replied bluntly. "I hate Snape, he always gives a mound of homework each night. And he is the only one who gave me work today."

"When’s the essay due?"

"Next Monday so that only give me a week and this is a major assignment."

"Let’s see." Ginny handed Draco the paper and he looked it over. "I can help you if you’d like." Ginny nodded excitedly and shimmied over to sit beside him. They worked for a little over two hours and her essay was done.

"Wow! That was fast, thank you Draco," Ginny exclaimed.

"No problem." Ginny put her essay on the bedside table and sat back with a content sigh. She would be glad to get out of the Hospital Wing but she didn’t mind being there as long as she was with Draco. She jumped slightly when she heard the door open. Ron’s head poked around it. His face was stern and he glared menacingly at Draco who returned his glare.

"I thought I told you to get off my sister Malfoy," he said in a threatening tone.

"Ron…" Ginny pleaded but he shook his head.

"Don’t Ginny, this is between me and Malfoy." He stepped inside the room and began to walk towards the bed where Ginny and Draco sat.

"Ron, stop," Ginny said but he continued to advance, ignoring her.

"Get out of that bed Malfoy, we are going to settle this once and for all."

"Don’t you dare," Ginny whispered to Draco.

"I’m waiting ferret," Ron hissed as he took a fighting stance. Despite her warning, Draco began to get out of the bed. He winced with every movement but slowly stood.

"I will not fight you Weasley," he spat.

"And why not? Too hurt or too afraid that I’ll pound you into the ruddy ground." Draco snorted as his famous smirk appeared.

"Me? Afraid of you? There’s no chance of that." Ginny sat horrified in the bed. She had to find a way to stop this, and fast.

"You bloody sod, I’m going to make sure you’ll never go any where near Ginny again."

"Ron!" Ginny yelled.

"You’re pretty confident for someone with barely half a brain."

"Draco!"

"You’re one to talk, you slimy git. I’m going to make you hurt so bad that your head’s gunna spin for weeks." Ron raised a fist, ready to strike. Ginny bounded forward just as he let his fist fly, taking the punch in her cheek.

"Ginny!" the boys cried in unison. She fell to the floor, bringing a hand to her cheek that was already beginning to bruise. Struggling to her feet, she stood back and glared at both the boys while tears stung her eyes from the pain. They stared back her, eyes wide.

"Ginny, I…I…" Ron stammered.

"Ginny are you all right?" Draco asked, his voice full of concern. They both moved towards her but she stepped back.

"Why can’t you two grow up and get along! Do you realize how stupid you both sounded?!"

"Gin, I’m so…"

"Save it Ron," she snapped. "I am so sick and tired of having the two people that mean the most to me bickering and threatening to crush the other into the ground every time they meet. You know what?! I’m not going to stand in the way any more! Go ahead, kill each other for all I care! Maybe then you will listen!" With that she stormed out of the Hospital Wing, leaving Draco and Ron staring after her with their mouths hanging wide open.

She practically ran down different corridors, her face flushed and tears threatening to spill from her eyes. How could they be so stupid? It was absolutely how thickheaded they both could be. Ron fought to control her life while Draco enjoyed teasing him. Honestly, when would they grow up?

Ginny stopped and leaned up against the closest wall, sliding down to the floor. She drew up her knees and hid her face in her hands. She didn’t know how long she could take this.

"Gin?" She raised her head and saw Harry standing over her, looking concerned. "What happened to your face?"

"Ron," she replied bluntly.

"What happened?" he asked as he sat beside her. Ginny sighed and told him what had just gone on in the Hospital Wing. Harry’s face looked shocked when she told him that she had stepped infront Ron’s punch. By the end of her story, she was almost crying.

"And then I left because I couldn’t take hearing them apologize and then start fighting all over again. I’m sick of it Harry and I don’t know how I can make them listen." She leaned her head up against the wall and let a tear slip down her cheek.

"I don’t think they will ever get along Gin. They have been fighting for so long that it would take a good couple of years to sort everything out."

"I know," Ginny said shakily and wiped away her tear. "I just wish they would start."

"I know they both care for you and that they will do a lot, you just have to give them time," Harry coaxed as he put a hand on her shoulder. "Don’t worry, every thing will sort out in time."

"Thanks Harry, I need to hear that. I’m glad that I have some one to listen like you."

"Anything for you Ginny. You’re the closet thing to a little sister I’ve got. If you need anyone, anyone at all to talk to, I’m hear, okay?" Ginny nodded and stood. When Harry was on his feet, she reached over and hugged him, like a little sister would. He wrapped his arms around her and patted her back. "I think you have a war to stop."

"No kidding. Thanks again," she said and then steeped away. She began to return in the direction of the Hospital Wing but stopped when Harry called her.

"Hey Gin, its official."

"What?"

"Me and Hermione as of ten minutes ago." A huge grin danced on his face and a slight blush crept onto his face.

"Well its about time! Don’t you have a girlfriend to go see then?"

"Yup, going to see her right now, tell Ron we need to talk to him."

"All right." Ginny smiled and then turned back to the direction of the Hospital Wing.