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Assumptions Seem to Make an A** Out of Everybody

White TIger

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Draco was amazed to find that Ginny was an even more accomplished fighter then he thought. She could easily be just as good as him. They slowly graduated from hand to hand combat and began to practice with the various weapons that lined the walls. During a particularly vicious round of sword fighting Ginny decided she had had enough and froze Draco.

Walking around his frozen form, Ginny removed the sword and dagger from his grasp and returned them to their rightful place. Facing Draco once more, she had an ingenious idea. Concentrating she waved her hand in front of Draco's face, and he blinked.

"What in the bloody hell, Weasely I can't move." His brow creased, looking as if he was struggling against some invisible force.

"Look Malfoy, I'm sweaty and I'm tired. I figure I'm just as good a fighter as you, but I lack the endurance that you seem to possess. So I'm putting a stop to tonight's 'training session'." Ginny whined as she waved her wand to produce a hand towel and a glass of ice water.

Draco growled low in his throat. Squinting his eyes he drenched her with her own water. Then sent her flying backwards to land on a stack of cushions. "Hey," Ginny sputtered, retrieving her towel and wiping herself off. "That was so not funny Malfoy."

"You use your active power on me. I use my active power on you. It's a vicious circle." He smirked. "Now, could you unfreeze me?"

"To unfreeze or not to unfreeze; that is the question." Ginny stroked her jaw in thought.

"Weasely?" Draco said threateningly.

*sighs* "Alright, alright. Don't get your tighty whities in a twist." Ginny unfroze the temper mental Slytherin.

"Don't think for a second that you had any affect what so ever on my underwear." (From the movie: 10 Things I Hate About You.) Draco said, stretching out his now unfrozen appendages.

Collapsing on a near by stack of cushions, Draco and Ginny sat in silence for a few minutes. "I almost forgot," Draco finally spoke. "Quidditch practice is starting tomorrow. I talked the captain into letting us practice late on Tuesdays and Thursday s. So you don't have to worry about Astronomy class and meeting me."

Propping herself up on her elbows Ginny shook her head in wonder. "Do you always get what you want Malfoy?"

A hint of a smile flitted across his face. "Usually," He whispered. Draco lightly traced his fingers across her face. Hooking them behind her neck he slowly drew her down to meet him. "Will you do something for me?"

"Yes," Ginny breathed.

"Call me Draco?" His eyes burned into hers.

A brilliant smile lit Ginny's face. "Draco." As she whispered his name he pulled her down for a sweet, passionate kiss. Deepening the kiss, Draco ran his hands over her body, pulling her so she lay on top of him. Moaning low in her throat, Ginny ran her fingers through Draco's hair. The kiss was finally broken when both participants gasped for breath.

"Told you I always get what I want," Draco smugly spoke.

Leaning back, Ginny wet her lips and looked into his eyes. "Do you want me?" She asked her voice very serious.

A slight tinge of red infused Draco's face. Draco Malfoy actually blushed. "If you'll have me, Virginia Weasely; I wouldn't mind giving it a try."

"Oh I can work wonders with a man like you Draco Malfoy," (A/N: If I'm not mistaken I think this line is off of How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, but I'm not sure.) Ginny kissed him again.

Pulling away from the kiss, Draco once more met her eyes. "So is that a yes? Are we going to try and be together?"

It took a few seconds for Ginny to think about it. "As long as its just the two of us. I don't want any interference from outside influences. So we have to treat each other exactly how we did before. No special treatment."

Draco's eyes lit up. "Does that mean that I can put down Scar Head and Weasel like I use to?" When Ginny nodded her head in affirmation, Draco leapt to his feet. "Thank you, thank you, and thank you." Grabbing Ginny's hand he pulled her up and hugged her. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

Ginny laughed, "As long as you don't seriously injure Ron or Harry you can do what you want, but you better not get mad if I have to beat up Crabbe or Goyle again."

Now it was Draco's turn to laugh. "Are you kidding? I loved watching you kick Goyle's arse. You are so damn sexy when you're angry." Dipping his head, Draco captured her lips once more.

And so a routine began. Over the next few weeks, Draco and Ginny met secretly on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays to train. They would always spend the first hour or so working out. Finally falling to the matted floor exhausted. From there they would carry on countless conversations. Learning about each other's past and what one another wanted from their future.

School went by regularly. Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle had their usual run-ins with Harry and Ron. However, everyone noticed that Goyle would always turn a particular shade of green when ever Ginny was around. Clutching his nose he would run away in the opposite direction as fast as he could, with Crabbe not far behind.

Their powers, like their relationship, continued to grow. On Tuesdays and Thursday s when they didn't meet in the Room of Requirement, Ginny and Draco would sneak out during the day to hang out down at Hagrid's cabin. Ginny would practice freezing the passing magical creatures and Draco would move various objects around the cabin.

Thankfully, Ron didn't seem to notice Ginny's many absences. It seemed that Harry, Hermione, or sometimes even both of them at once would disappear. Ron was getting rather paranoid over their lack of presence, and spent most of his free time sulking. Harry and Hermione had never hidden anything from him before, and he was distraught over the idea that they were keeping secrets from him after six years of friendship.

It was mid-October now and the whole school was a buzz over the upcoming Gryffindor vs. Slytherin Quidditch match. Ginny had been expecting to train on her own the week before the big game, seeing as Draco would have extra Quidditch practice. So imagine her surprise when she walked into the Room of Requirement on Monday to find Draco waiting for her. And he wasn't alone. Dumbledore was seated in one of the big poofy chairs, twirling his beard between his fingers.

"Good evening Miss. Weasely," He spoke in his grandfatherly voice.

"Professor Dumblebore, good evening, I wasn't expecting you. In fact, I wasn't expecting Draco either." Ginny's forehead furrowed in confusion, as she looked back and forth between Dumbledore and Draco.

"Mr. Malfoy has kept me informed of your progress, and I thought it time to administer a little test. To see how far your powers have advanced." Dumbledore waved his wand and a mouse cage floated over from a far corner. Inside were six identical white mice; each with a different colored wizard's hat atop their heads.

Dumbledore chuckled, "I think the wizard hats are a nice touch, don't you?" Ginny smiled at his comment. "I have placed a few of these six mice under the Imperious Curse. Of course, I have them acting like regular mice so you will not be able to tell them apart by looking at them. I know which mouse is which due to the color of their hat."

"Ok," Ginny said. "What does that have to do with me?"

Smiling, Dumbledore continued with his explanation. "You do not know which mice, nor how many of them, are under the curse. I want you to concentrate, Miss. Weasely, on the characteristics that make up the Imperious Curse. Then cast your freezing power on the mice. If my suspicions are correct, your magic will unconsciously do what you can not. It will be able to tell which mice are being controlled and which are not. I want you to freeze the un-cursed ones. Do you understand?"

"I think so," Ginny voice was unsure. Closing her eyes, Ginny thought back to her Defense Against The Dark Arts classes; bringing her knowledge of the Imperious Curse to the front of her mind. Opening her eyes, Ginny waved her hand over the cage, freezing all but one of the mice; the one with a green hat.

"Did, did I do something wrong?" Ginny asked in a squeaky voice.

Dumbledore clapped his hands together. "On the contrary Miss. Weasely. You passed the test with flying colors. Pixie Stix was indeed the only mouse under the Imperious Curse. If you would like, I'll leave the cage here for you to practice with. Each day I'll come by and cast the curse on a couple of the mice, and leave Mr. Malfoy a note telling which ones are which. How does that sound?"

Ginny's mouth was opening and closing in a very good imitation of a fish. "That, that would be wonderful Professor Dumbledore. However, I'm still a little confused as to what this all means."

Sitting back down in the chair, Dumbledore met her eyes. "It means, Miss. Weasely, that you will be to selectively freeze objects." The look of confusion was still present on Ginny's face. "As a hypothetical situation, say you entered a restaurant on Diagon Alley. As you step through the front door, a feeling of overwhelming dread sets over you. You suspect Death Eaters, but how are you to tell which person is evil and which person is innocent. With a little concentration you should be able to freeze the innocent bystanders and be able to tell who is a Death Eater."

Ginny's eyes widened in amazement, "I can do that?"

"In time Miss. Weasely, you will be able to do many amazing things; as will Mr. Malfoy. Now, if you both shall excuse me. It is past an old wizard's bed time, goodnight." Dumbledore placed the cage back in the corner and left the room.

"That was amazing," Draco said as he hugged Ginny close to him. "I'm so proud of you."

Standing on tip-toes, Ginny pressed her mouth to Draco's. "As much as I just love you being here, don't you have Quidditch practice?"

"I talked them into giving us one night off before the big game. For relaxation purposes; every one was really sloppy at yesterday's practice. So we were ordered to get a good night's sleep." Draco leaned down to steal a kiss from Ginny. "But I couldn't think of anything more relaxing then being with you."

A/N: I know, I know, this chapter is extremely fluffy. But everybody needs a little fluff sometime! Review and tell me what you think!! The next chapter is going to be really exciting!! So check back soon!! J