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It was a beautiful morning, and Ginny Weasley woke up early to take a walk. After all, she had quite a few things to think about.

"Ginny?"

The young Gryffindor was just about to leave the Common Room when someone called after her.

Turning her head, she spotted Hermione. "Oh, Hermione! 'Morning!"

"Good morning," the elder girl replied. "Ah, Ginny, Ron would like to talk to you."

"Of course. Where is he?"

"In the library."

And so, she departed for the library through Hogwarts countless corridors, avoiding Draco Malfoy at all costs and delaying the meeting with her older brother as much as she could. She had a good reason to do so.

Unfortunately, the trip to the library turned out to be shorter as she planned. Ginny only had to make a step into the room for her older brother to see her and to shout at her.

"GINNY! HOW COULD YOU KISS THAT BLOODY SON OF A-- OF A--"

While Ron stuttered, Ginny hurried over to confront him before all the students found out about her kiss with Malfoy.

"Do you plan on letting the whole school to know about this Ronald?" she asked, her temper rising.

"But you kissed him! Him, Ginny. Him!!"

"Colin showed us the photo," reported an angry Harry.

It was a still picture, she observed. It was slightly blurry but one could still see the faces. They looked entranced in the kiss, with her arms around Malfoys neck and his around her waist, her body as close to his as it was possible. Her eyes were closed while one of his eye was half-open, admiring her face. Their kiss seemed passionate. And it was.

"It was an accident, Ron. I was getting ready to go to class when he came to me and kissed me."

"I'LL KILL HIM, THE BLOODY GIT!"

"Then why did you kiss him back?"

At this, Ron calmed down and looked at Harry.

"What do you mean, mate?"

'I didn't. I thought he was someone else... he was using polyjuice potion!"

"You can clearly see he is Draco Malfoy!" said Ron, pointing to the picture.

"Ugh yes, of course. That's because... Colin took this photo with his Muggle camera,right? "

"Yes, he did."

"Then the camera shows the real him, while I saw him as Michael."

"Who's Michael?" asked Ron skeptically.

"No one."

"I've never heard of that." spoke up Hermione.

"Of what?"

"Of Muggle cameras not picking up the effects of polyjuice potion. It is quite the opposite."

"Really?!"

Ron was outraged.

"Very well, I will admit the truth."

"Weasley, here, was--" drawled a cold voice from behind her.

"Malfoy?!"

"MALFOY!"

"Malfoy!"

"Yes, none other than Draco Malfoy. In person. What a luck!"

"What are you doing here?"

"I was going to explain the reason why--"

"THERE IS NOTHING TO EXPLAIN!"

"Calm down, Ronald."

"Listen to your girlfriend, Weasley!"

"Enough!!"

Ginny managed to calm them all. "Listen to what Malfoy has got to say!"

"Yes, you should." he took a pause, and only continued when they made no more sound. "You see, the youngest of Weasley was going to class when I spoke to her. I asked her to kiss me, so that Parkinson will see that I'm not interested in her. I was hoping that would be enough." he sighed in a dramatic manner. "That's when that Mud-blood came and took the bloody picture. Happy now?"

The trio contented themselves with the answer and went off to the Common Room, but only because Hermione.

"Draco?"

"Mmmm?"

"Thank you."

"A kiss would be better." he smirked.

Grinning, Ginny closed the distance between them and the couple recreated the pose from the picture.

A/N: Well, here it is. This is a fanfic for a friend of mine that liked it and asked me to put here, assuring me that others will enjoy it as well. I don't think this is really really good, but acceptable.

Reviews are greatly appreciated, thank you.