"I know what you're doing," said Harry as he walked into Draco's study.
"Have you heard of knocking?" asked Draco as he looked up from his papers. "What is it that I am doing?"
"The business with Miss Ginny. I saw you watching her yesterday. You brought her here to get better acquainted with her. Is she the one you want to marry?"
"Yes. And?" said Draco looking back at the papers on his desk.
"And? You can't go through with it," said Harry.
"Why? She meets all of my qualifications for a wife."
"Merlin's beard, you are a complete scoundrel. Do you even realize what you are doing? Ginny won't even know what she's getting in to "
"Why don't you mind your own business?" snapped Draco. "You need to start asking yourself why in the world a head-strong girl like Hermione would want to marry an idiot like you."
"I'm not an idiot," said Harry hotly.
Draco had to calm himself down. He hated arguing with Harry. "You're not. I'm sorry."
"Apology accepted. Besides, Hermione is no