Disclaimer: I don't own these people, just using them to write.

Draco,

Potions class is so boring. If Snape catches me writing this note to you I know he'll do something purely awful. We are going to meet under the willow tree tonight aren't we? I can't wait to see you! I haven't been close to you all day. Just after the sun sets I'll be there waiting. I think Snape sees me, I better go. Bye Hun.

Draco refolded the note and walked on to lunch. He couldn't wait to see her, to touch her. It had been days since they'd been alone. They had the perfect meeting spot, no one went over by the Whomping Willow anymore since Harry's excapade. Then again, he could wait. He didn't want to tell her about what had happened. He didn't want to tell her about canceling their plans this summer. He had received an owl from his father stating that they would be going to Roumania this summer vacation to visit his old Aunt Ina.
Draco couldn't stand his damn Aunt Ina. She wore the most hideous robes and she smelled of burnt cabbage. To make matters worse he would be there all summer, far away from her.

That Night............

She took his breath away the moment he saw her. She had really grown up from the scraggly little girl she had been those few years ago. She didn't see him yet, good, he would wait and watch her. Her hair was so beautiful, long and luxurious, cascading down her back in pools of red curls. And her eyes were the purest forest green. Finally, he broke his silence.

"Ginny?"

She spun around and a smile lit her face and she saw him and bounced over into his arms. He drew her in and held her for a moment before kissing her. He relished in how she melted in his arms, like she was made for him. He caressed her possessively.

"Hello." She purred.

Then he remembered, Aunt Ina.

"I have some bad news baby." He said scruffly.

"What?"

"I just received and owl from my father. I won't be able to see you this summer, I'll be in Roumania.... Visiting relatives." He made sure he left out Aunt Ina's name, scared it would strike the same hideous chord in her that it did him.

"Oh, Draco, that's terrible! I won't be able to see you all summer! What are we going to do?"

"I don't know."

Then he kissed her. They pulled away sharply as they heard footsteps approach the tree, quickly they hid behind the willow.