Author's Note: Well, here's my second attempt at a Draco-Ginny fic. The first D/G fic I wrote kinda got me stuck with writer's block and I don't know where to go with that, hopefully with this second one I would know where it will go. I was inspired the other night while listening to Shania Twain's new song I'm Gonna Getcha Good (I think that's the correct title of the song) and this idea of a story plot just hit me! Well anyway, read on and tell me what you think, alright?

Disclaimer: I must've written this numerous times as it is and you know what? NOT MINE!!!

Summary: Ginny Weasley received the shocker of a lifetime when she entered her sixth year at Hogwarts. She fell in love with the last person on earth she thought she'd fall for. Now she had to do everything in her power to grab his attention and make him hers--even if she had to face the wrathe of her six brothers andher parents, not to mention the wrath of Hermione and Harry when they found out what she was planning to do.

Setting: Ginny is in her 6th year; Draco is in his 7th year

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I. Surprising Discovery

Sweet sixteen year old Ginny Weasley looked at herself in front of the mirror, studying her long, wavy tangle of red hair resting atop her elfin-like face. She has bright green eyes, a small, perky nose and small, pouty red lips. Almost everything about her looked small--with the exception of her breasts that seemed to grow at least an inch or so each year! It was annoying, really, to have big, honking boobs that often caught the attention of the majority of the male population of Hogwarts. Most often than not she would received discreet wolfish whistles aimed at her when she passed by. She tried to hide her assets as best as she could, but of course having hand-me-down robes meant that the sizes varied--and she was a growing girl! She grew out of those robes passed on to her by her brothers and now she was stuck wearing an old one by Ron's, but this one wasn't much help as the others. The top part hugged her chest like second skin, making her not-so-melon-like-but-it-is-getting-there-sized breasts stick out and be the object of male ogling for the rest of the damn day!

"Well girl, there's really nothing much you can do about your situation. Besides, worrying about hormone-driven boys in this school is the least of your problems." she told her reflection in the mirror bravely. She took a deep breath, checked herself one last time and squared her shoulders. She knew her chest was jutting out and as soon as she stepped out of her dorm room and joined the others in the common room quite a few admiring eyes would be turned to her. Thank God her male housemates knew that Ron would have their heads if they so much as tried to think of touching her or whatever. Ron knew about her predicament and tried as he might, there was just no way he could make her boobs look small. Even Hermione couldn't help with her vast knowledge of spells to use.

Ginny let out a sigh of relief when she came downstairs to the common room and found it empty. Hmm...everybody must've gone down to breakfast already. she thought and proceeded towards the portrait hole, calling a lively "Good morning!" to the Fat Lady who waved and smiled at her.

In her haste to reach the Great Hall on time without having to make any sort of grand entrance that would really attract attention, she wasn't paying attention to where she was going and in an instant she crashed into somebody who was also in their haste to get to the Great Hall.

"Oh!" Ginny yelped when she felt herself lose her footing. She knew what was going to happen next and she closed her eyes and braced herself for her fall, but to her surprise she didn't hit the floor as she expected. She did fall though, but something soft and extremely warm cushioned her fall. Carefully prying her eyes open, they soon grew wider and wider until she was forced to blink a couple of times to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

"Malfoy!" she exclaimed in shock. She landed right on top of Draco Malfoy, her brother and his friend's mortal nemesis in all their years at Hogwarts together.

Seventeen year old Draco Malfoy groaned from underneath Ginny. Seemed like cushioning the running Gryffindor's fall knocked the wind off his sail. He was in a hurry to get to the Great Hall and talk to Pansy before she started to spread nasty rumours about the two of them, but dammit all he had to crash into somebody en route to the Great Hall to stop Pansy from blemishing his already well-blemished name! But wait, maybe getting the wind knocked off his sail was a good thing when he felt something soft and extremely light on top of him. His hands quickly snaked up and grabbed his assailant's waist, hearing a feminine squeak escape her lips when his touch probably tickled her. He vaguely heard her say his name, but he was too knocked-out to recall if he heard her right or not.

Slowly opening his stormy gray eyes, Draco soon found himself staring back into a pair of shocked pool of green eyes. A sly smirk played on the corner of his mouth, but as his gaze started to get a much clearer reception, he started taking inventory of the charming green eyed witch that fell on top of him. He noted that she had a mop of flaming red hair and freckles spread from her pert nose down to her cheekbones and...

"Weasley!" he exclaimed when the girl on top of him finally registered into his foggy brain.

Ginny jumped in surprise. It took him long enough certainly to realize who she was, but obviously it didn't take him long enough to grope her--if someone calls having his hands possessively wrapped around her tiny waist groping.

"Let me go, Malfoy." she demanded irately.

Draco frowned. "What are you talking about? I should be the one telling you to get off me."

Ginny raised an eyebrow, "You know I would, but as your hands are currently groping my waist, I couldn't stand up now, could I?"

Draco soon realized where his hands wandered and quickly pulled them away as if he had just been burnt. He enjoyed her softness pressed against him that he forgot he had his hands on her waist. And what was that she was wearing? She smelled so sweet. Definitely a very feminine fragrant that was neither too strong nor too faint; it was just the right scent and smelled good on Ginny Weasley.

"Thank you." Ginny replied ever so politely as she carefully pushed herself off Draco.

Draco quickly got up himself and surprised Ginny when he grabbed her arm and helped her up. He knew his action caught her unaware. She suddenly stiffened and whipped her head up to look at him, confusion crossing her lovely face and her eyebrow raised.

My, my, what a surprise. Malfoy actually touching me, a Weasley. she thought to herself as she let Draco help her up. Once she was back on her feet she made a move to retrieve her arm back Draco held it tightly, preventing her from moving away from him so soon.

"Uh, Malfoy? I think I need my arm back." she told him pointedly trying unsuccessfully to retrieve her arm back from him, but he wouldn't let go. "Malfoy..." she hissed when he still wouldn't let go of her arm.

Draco was suddenly mesmerized by Ginny Weasley's natural beauty. In the six years he've known her, today was the only time he actually saw what the other guys--including quite a few Slytherin boys--kept on talking about when it comes to Ginny Weasley and her wonderful assets. But it was Ginny's 'assets' that caught his attention. No, it was more...it was more...oh hell, he couldn't think of what it was but he knew the moment he opened his eyes and found her sprawled on top of him after they crashed into each other he was hooked. And damn her scent! It was driving him nuts! And no, it wasn't driving him nuts in a bad way--or maybe it is, but he couldn't be sure. It was driving him nuts because he was getting addicted to it.

"Draco Malfoy, either you let me go or I kick you in the groin because you're making me late for breakfast!" she threatened when Draco didn't respond to her.

"Uh...sorry." he mumbled and gently unclasped his hand from around her arm. "Just--just watch where you're going next time, Weasley!" he snapped, returning back to his old self and without giving her another glance stalked off to the direction of the Great Hall.

Ginny stood where he left her, frozen and in shock at what just happened. She expected Draco to go all wonky and yell at her for not paying attention. Hell, she even expected him to belittle her and make her feel so friggin' low she would cower away in anger, or maybe in shame because Draco Malfoy always looked down his nose at her simply because she was a Weasley.

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to be continued...

A/N: well, here's the first chapter. what do you guys think? should I continue or should I just chuck this in the garbage and forget about it? please tell me what you think, thanks!