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Chapter 1

It was late into the school year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry and it was a beautiful sunny day as Harry Potter sat at stone table thinking quietly to himself. Why hadn't I told her how I felt when I had the chance? He was kicking himself mentally for not asking Ginny out sooner. He continued to think about how many times he had been able to her and hadn't until he his thoughts were rudely disturbed by Hermione slamming her books onto the table.

"Where have you been?" she demanded fuming, "I've been looking for you everywhere and I can't seem to get Ron away from that no good Lavender Brown. It's like there joined at the lips." Harry just shook his head absent mindedly and wondered why Hermione had an interest in Ron's personal life anyway, but that thought was driving away as soon as he saw Ginny walk by with Luna in deep conversation. Harry glanced at Luna and noticed she looked strangely serious as she talked to Ginny.

"Are you even listening to me Harry?" Hermione said angrily. Harry hadn't been listening to Hermione as she talked but he simply nodded and said with a smile, "Yeah, but what was that last bit?" She rolled her eyes and shook her head but when on, "I was talking about how ridiculous the girls around here are becoming."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked as he nonchalantly leaned his head on his fist. "I mean...oh never mind. I need to talk to McGonallgal. I'll see you later Harry," She said as she briskly picked her things up and dashed to McGonallgall's office.

Harry sat thinking to himself for a moment then decided to go and find Ron so he picked up his backpack and headed inside. As he walked down the corridor his mind wondered aimlessly. He thought about the summer before when Sirius Black, his godfather who had been confined in the wizard prison Azkaban for false charges, had been killed by Bellatrix Lestrange, a distant cousin to Sirius. Harry continued to beat himself up over it because he knew if he had learned occlumency he could've blocked Voldemort out and wouldn't have fell for his fictitious thoughts he planted for Harry.

Harry believed Voldemort was torturing Sirius, with the unforgivable curse called Crucio, into giving him the prophecy about Harry and himself. Though in the end Harry fell into Voldemorts' trap and the only living member of Harry's family was killed. He could never forgive himself for his stupidity and he could feel his anger grow intensely. So many questions rose in Harrys' mind about the things he could have done. Thinking about it made him feel sick with disgust for Bellatrix and Voldemort.

In the midst of his thoughts he smelled an amazing, intoxicating aroma. It smelled like lilac and lavender mixed with a hint of rose. The scent filled his head up with a warm sensation and gave him a light headed sensation then felt all his thoughts vanish. Entirely transfixed in the aroma he wondered senselessly around he had to find out where it was coming from. So he followed it straight to the girl's bathroom, also known as Moaning Myrtles' Bathroom. Moaning Myrtle is a ghost of a girl who died from a basilisk stare in the bathroom where her ghost lives.

He opened the large door to find a fifth year Ravenclaw girl, judging from her dark blue dress robes and the crest, brewing a love potion of some sort. He didn't acknowledge who the potion was for or why she was brewing it he only concentrated on the aroma that hit him hard. All of his senses became haywire, everything became blurry and all his focusing energy was on that one girl. Ginny was far from his mind now. The girl sitting there was the only one who mattered to him at the moment.

The girl looked frightened as Harry slowly walked closer to her. He bent down a little and gave her his hand, to help her up. She took it trembling and stood up looking Harry directly in the face then looked down at her. She was almost eye level and he noticed firstly that she had large pale blue eyes that where full of anxious and curious concern.

He also observed she had large curves as he looked down at her chest. Her shirt was slightly unbuttoned exposing her cleave. Harrys' eyes traveled down slightly and saw she had beautiful waist length golden blond hair that sparkled in the escaping light from a window high above them. In Harry's eyes she was his definition of perfect. Her face was softly heart shaped and lightly tanned. Harry looked at her with nothing but deep longing. All he wanted to do was to get her out of those robes.

"It's okay." whispered Harry smiling, "I won't tell." He lowered his face to hers and pressed his lips against hers.

Harry felt her kiss back and that sent triggers off all over his body. He pushed her body to the nearest stall without losing any contact between them. He opened his mouth and lightly pushed his tongue into her mouth. As her tongue massaged his he started to grope her chest. His adrenaline was so strong he barely felt her try to push him away.

"Come on. Let's play a little while. I know you like me," Harry said laughing quietly at her attempt to get away. He continued to kiss her until she punched him in the stomach. To Harry it felt like a light pressure but nothing more. He kissed her neck this time but as he did she let out the most god awful scream.

"Sssssh," Harry said kissing her lightly on the lips then pulled away slightly and said, "You don't want to get us into trouble, do you?" Harry laughed in light of himself. She tried to punch him again but it barely affected him because of his rock hard abs. So when that failed she screamed as loud as she could again.

Harry didn't understand why she was acting this way all he wanted was her body then he would leave. Harry covered her mouth with a free hand and began to play with the edge of her skirt with the other until she started to cry. Harry almost felt sorry for her but then again all he could think about was her naked body on his. She whimpered slightly and something snapped in Harry's mind and he suddenly come to and realized what he was doing. As soon as he was about to stop and back away the bathroom door burst open.

"HARRY WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO HER?" yelled a familiar female voice. Harry could hear her footsteps stomping over to him be he just stared wide eyed at the girl he just sexually assaulted. "LET HER GO! NOW!" She pulled his hands away from the girl and slapped him in the face as hard as she could then turned toward the girl Harry didn't even know. "Are...are you ok?" Harry heard her she asked the girl.

"Yeah, I'm fine." the girl said trembling. "Thanks Ginny." The whole time Harry had his face turned away from the two girls to try and hide his shame. As Harry rubbed his face where the girl slapped him in the face he heard another girl in and stood beside the girl he had assaulted. "Ssh, it's fine now Ginny and I are here," said a third girl in dreamy far away voice Harry knew to be Luna Lovegoods'.

Ginny? No. It can't be. Harry turned around and looked over. Sure enough the flaming redheaded beauty was standing right next to the girl he had pinned to the wall. He looked down at the ground infuriated with himself. What the hell was I thinking? Why couldn't I stop myself? And why did it have to be Ginny to burst in? Harry chastised himself for doing the things he did, but then again all he remembered was opening the girl's bathroom door and finding a girl brewing a love potion.

"You're welcome...Um Rebecca right?" said Ginny trying to smile. "Luna please take her back to the Ravenclaw dorm and clean her up. I'll deal with Harry."

As soon as Rebecca and Luna left the bathroom Ginny walked right over to Harry and slapped him again. It stung him more than just physically. "What happened? Why did you attack than girl like that?" She asked through her teeth.

"I was going to find Ron when I smelled something and I walked in here to find that girl brewing a potion." Harry said quietly. He focused on staring at the ground because he knew he couldn't take seeing Ginny disappointed and angry with him. "She must've mixed something wrong because when I walked him I couldn't remember anything except..." He couldn't finish his sentence because he knew it would end up making a fool out of himself.

"You couldn't remember anything except what Harry?" said Ginny sharply. Harry shook his head and walked toward the exit. Ginny tried to stop him but he pushed her out of the way with one arm and stormed out. Harry couldn't take the fact Ginny found him the way she did. Shame overwhelmed him and he could feel the sting of tears in his green eyes; before he could stop them, they poured down his face.

He ran onto the grounds, toward a large oak tree and punched it as hard as he could. He felt warm liquid run down his hand and he looked down to see he knuckles bleeding. He didn't feel the pain he didn't feel anything but anger and self-hatred. After he let some of his anger out he sat roughly onto the ground under the tall shaded tree. He plunged his face into his palms and left out more tears he didn't acknowledge the sting of his bleeding knuckles. Why couldn't I control myself? What is wrong with me? His thoughts where interrupted as he heard a group of people walking toward him. He quickly wiped his face with his sleeve and tried to slow his breathing. He stared at the ground until he heard someone calling his name. As he looked up he saw green robes.

"Look. Is that Harry Potter crying under that tree?" yelled Draco Malfoy laughing with a group of Slytherins. He put a cigarette to his lips and inhaled deeply then dropped it and stomped it out with hi shoe. Harry angrily got to his feet and pulled his wand out.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry shouted as Draco pulled his wand from his pocket. "Shut the fuck up Malfoy." Harry yelled angrily.

"Ohh, touchy aren't you Potter?" Draco laughed then yelled, "Accio Wand." In a flash his wand was back into his hand. Just as Malfoy was about to yell the next cure someone yelled," ENOUGH," andboth Malfoy and the rest of the Slytherins stun around to see Professor McGonagall as she stormed over.

"What is the meaning of this?" She asked outraged. She sternly looked at Harry and Draco but neither of them spoke. Harry didn't feel any remorse for his actions and from the looks of it neither did Draco.

"Since neither of you boys seems to have a good enough explanation for your actions 20 points from both houses and detention Saturday at 7 p.m." She looked down at Harry's hurt hand. "Go to Madam Pomfrey this instant Mr. Potter," She said to Harry before she promptly turned on her heals and headed in the other direction.

Malfoy gave Harry one last look of hatred before walking off with his posse of Slytherins. Harry decided to just sit back down under the tree then, maybe, go to Madam Pomfrey. He pointed his wand at his knuckles and muttered a healing spell. The blood dried and disappeared.

After fixing his hand Harry fumed over the thought of having to spend his Saturday night in detention with Malfoy. After a few minutes of thinking deeply his anger settled slightly so his mind wondered as he leaned his head back onto the tree and tried to clear his mind by staring blankly into space. Though, it didn't work because he couldn't get Ginny off his mind and her reaction to finding him with that girl. Pondering he recalled all that happened: He assaulted a girl and was found by the girl he loved just to end up getting Saturday night detention with Draco Malfoy. Damn, what a day, he thought to himself with a sigh.

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