Ginny quickly jumped backwards as she saw Draco swagger into the Gryffindor common room, his evil smirk on his face as usual. She was alone. She leaned back against the chair next to the fireplace and said "What are you doing here? You're not a Gryffindor."
Malfoy sneered "What's wrong Weasley, are you not pleased to see me?" Ginny slowly began to move away from the chair and edged closer to Malfoy, "Well no it's not that, it's just…"
"It's just what?" Malfoy asked.
Ginny hesitated until she looked towards the floor and finally built up the courage to say "Whenever you're around me, I start sweating, my heart beats, and I don't like it." Malfoy took 3 quick and big steps towards Ginny, now he was but a few inches away from her face. "You do realise what this means don't you?" Ginny edged closer to Malfoy (as if it was possible to get any closer); the tips of their noses touched. "Yes", she smiled. She put her shaking, sweaty hand in Malfoy's, their noses still touching; Malfoy ran his pale hand through Ginny's soft, ginger hair. They kissed passionately. Malfoy held Ginny close, her bust touching his chest; she put her hands on the back of Malfoy's head for support and played with his his slick, pale hair. Ginny fell back onto the couch behind her and Malfoy went with her, he was on top of her. They continued to moan and kiss until there was an unmistakable sound of a zip being undone. Their lips finally broke free and Ginny let out a giggle, Malfoy laughed too, "Are you doing what I think you're doing?" asked Ginny.
"You know it" replied Malfoy. He slipped his top off revealing his bare body glistening with sweat, then he helped Ginny with hers. Ginny took off his trousers for him and they continued to kiss. Glass shattered, both Ginny and Malfoy had wide, open eyes, they turned slowly. It was a Rememberall that had dropped, but where from? Ginny and Malfoy tilted their head upwards and their gaze was met with Neville Longbottom's, Ronald Weasley's and Harry Potter's mouths open.