Howdy! I feel really ashamed talking to you guys actually, because you've been nothing but lovely and I've been studiously ignoring this story because I had an omgimcompletelyuntalentedohwoeisme blip. Sorry the writing in this chapter is substandard, only I've been avoiding writing because I feel like I'm completely shit at it. So here you go, better late than never right? I hope so...

Harry froze with shock. He had been having trouble keeping up with the events of the evening as it was and suddenly his enemy-come-confidante was locking lips with him. He pulled away sharply. Draco bowed his head in shame.

"I... I'm s... sorry. I don't know wh... what came over me," Draco stammered flushing furiously red and leaping to his feet. He tuned to go.

"Wait!" demanded Harry, still shocked at the recent turn of events. Draco turned round, his face fearful. "What was that for?"

Draco mumbled something inaudible.

"Pardon?"

"I said, you asked who I thought deserved you and I thought maybe me, but I guess not because I'm broken and you deserve someone whole. You could never like me anyway. Not like that."

Harry didn't quite know how to respond to that. He sat staring at Draco for a short while.

"You... you like me." It wasn't a question.

Draco looked as though he wished to wink out of existence. "Yeah," he muttered.

"Wow, err, that's news to me. Merlin, I thought you hated me... wow..." Harry looked at his hands. "How long?"

"Third year," Draco sounded resigned.

"Jeez... wow..." Harry was finding it particularly hard to articulate at that moment. He continued staring at his hands in an attempt to avoid the other boy's eyes. "That's a lot to take in mate".

"Yeah," Draco said quietly. "I know".

He left.

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Harry made his way back to the common room dazedly.

When he reached the portrait hole, the fat lady gave him a sympathetic look and swung inwards without even waiting for the password. To Harry's shock, when he stumbled over the threshold, he saw Ginny sitting there; looking worried in amongst the mess of party debris. In all the confusion of the events of the past half hour, Harry had all but forgotten the Ginny business. She looked up when she heard him come in.

Harry stood there awkwardly as the memory of what had happened came back to him. His face flushed.

"Hi Ginny," he said with an attempt at a casual smile which came out looking very pained.

"Hi," she said softly, bowing her head in shame. Harry couldn't help but compare her actions to Draco's in the library. Something about her accidental mimicry grated with him. The tart.

"I know what I did was quite horrid Harry, and I don't expect you to forgive me any time soon, but I want you to know I'm sorry," she begin. "Have you ever heard that the first kiss is a make or break in any relationship? Well, apparently that's true because it just didn't feel right for me Harry".

He wished she'd stop saying his name.

"So I'm really sorry and I hope you won't think on me too harshly," she looked up hopefully.

Something in Harry snapped.

"You know what? I'd had really strong feelings for you for ages but I wasn't going to make my move until I was absolutely sure, then you got in there and now you've messed everything up and left me feeling really confused! I don't know what I feel anymore, and I sure as hell am going to think on you harshly because you could have just talked to me about this instead of jumping on me and screwing me over!"

Ginny looked close to tears, but Harry didn't care. He ploughed on:

"You could have thought this through instead of toying with people's feelings. I'm having a hard enough time at the moment as it is! What with everything that's going on, and all I needed was a friend, but you've ruined that now! You've ruined our friendship!"

Ginny really was crying now, but Harry couldn't bring himself to feel bad.

"I hope you're happy now!" he hissed, and stormed off towards the stairs up to the boys' dormitory.

He paused, his hand on the doorknob. He could hear Ginny's soft sobs from behind him and knew he shouldn't say what he was going to, but he couldn't help himself. It was like a vengeful spirit had overtaken his mind and was controlling his thoughts and actions. He spun around to hit the final nail into the coffin.

"I think you ought to know something," he said catching her attention. She lifted her tear stained eyes to his vindictive ones.

"Draco Malfoy is a much better kisser than you".

Sorry for another cliffhanger! I'm an awful person. I'll try and update again ASAP. Also if you read my main story, I'll try and update that too soon. I love it when you tell me what you think so please do! It really boosts my confidence and helps me improve my stories. I hope that wasn't too awful!

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CMA xxx