A/N: Hey! Thanks for all the great reviews! Keep it up! Sorry this chapter's a bit shorter…I just needed to end it here so I could continue with the plot.

Chapter Three

Later that night, Ginny and Hermione were in Ginny's dorm room. Ginny was sitting at the head of her bed, hugging a pillow to her chest, and Hermione was curled up at the foot.

"So, explain to me what happened on the Astronomy Tower?" Hermione asked.

"Well, I was practicing my solo for the Ball. You remember me telling you I got a solo in choir? So, I was practicing. And then all of a sudden, I'm being spun around by someone. And then…then whoever it was was kissing me. I didn't see a face at first. All I could think was how amazing the kiss was. Then it was over ad I was looking into Malfoy's amazing silver eyes…and then I turned and ran away," Ginny finished lamely, knowing that if she hadn't run, she wouldn't have run into Harry.

"And then…?" Hermione pressed, curious as ever.

"Um…then I started pacing the corridor. And then Harry came up and…well, I think he asked me to go to Hogsmeade with him, but I wasn't really listening. I was too…obsessed with the memory of the kiss. Harry said 'so, what do you think?' and I asked him what he meant and he said 'this.' And then he kissed me," Hermione was staring at Ginny by now with incredulous eyes.

"And then what?"

"Then I sorta blew up about people kissing me all day…I mentioned Malfoy kissing me on the Tower…and Harry exploded! He was going to run off and tell Ron, and I told him not to, it didn't mean anything, and then…then Malfoy stepped out from the shadows. And made a big deal about it. And asked me to Hogsmeade. And…and then he kissed me again. And Harry blew up, pulling out his wand, and then I grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him here and…well, you know the rest." Hermione nodded, trying not to laugh as she remembered the look on Ron's face when Ginny and Harry had walked in holding hands. It was nothing compared to his reaction when he had seen Malfoy snogging with his sister.

Looking back, Hermione couldn't help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, Malfoy had been serious about caring for Ginny. She had seen the way he looked at her when she wasn't looking. It wasn't exactly a platonic look. And when he put his arm around her, so protective and fierce. It was so…strange. Ginny had despised Draco since she first me him. Yet, now all they wanted to do was hide out in a closet and snog the day away.

I'm definitely going to be keeping an eye on them, she thought to herself as she climbed in her own bed.

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Harry woke up the next morning feeling like crap. He had hardly slept at all last night, worrying about Ginny. He had spent countless hours trying to figure out what Malfoy could possibly want from her. And then he just thought about Ginny. He couldn't get her out of his head; he was too in love with her. Whenever he closed his eyes, she was there. He thought back to that summer night at the Burrow, wishing it had never ended.

Harry walked out to the garden after dinner, unable to get comfortable with all the people crowded inside. He smiled when he saw Ginny sitting on a swing with her back to him, her red locks flying around in the wind. She was wearing a jean skirt and a dark blue tank top that went wonderfully with her hair. He sat down next to her, causing the old wooden swing to creak and sway. Ginny glanced at him, half-smiled, and then went back to staring at the gnomes playing in the hedges.

"Hey Harry," she sat back and sighed.

"Hey, Ginny. The crowd inside getting a bit much for you too?" he asked. She chuckled.

"No, I just like to watch the sunset. It's so…magical," she whispered the last part reverently.

"I see," he replied. They sat in silence. Ginny looked up at him through her lashes and took his hand in hers.

"Harry, it's been really great spending the summer with you. I'm so glad you stayed here." She smiled shyly and he grinned. He removed his hand from hers and put it around her shoulders. She rested her head on his chest and sighed happily.

"Ginny, I-"

"Harry, would you-" They both spoke at the same time and they chuckled, smiling to each other. Suddenly, they found that neither of them could look away. Her amber brown eyes locked on his emerald green ones. Slowly, Harry leaned down, cupped her face in his hand, and pressed his lips to hers. Her arm snaked around his neck and her hands tangled in his hair as she deepened the kiss. When they broke away, both gasping for air, the sun had almost completely disappeared. Ginny giggled and bit her lip.

"What are you laughing at?" Harry wondered.

"The last thing Professor Trelawny told me before the end of term was that I'd kiss the man I love at sunset," she admitted sheepishly, giggling even harder at the look of surprise and amused glee on his face and she reached up and kissed him again.

Remembering that night made Harry wish he could push Malfoy out of Gryffindor Tower. He had thought that this year would be his chance to finally spend time with Ginny as more than friends. He had finally decided that Ginny was more important than Ron's opinion. Yes, Ron was is best mate, but Ginny was more. Ginny was the woman he loved.

But then when he had asked her to go to Hogsmeade with him…she turned him down. For Malfoy!

"GAH!!!!" he cried, throwing a pillow across the room. The pillow hit the wardrobe which fell over, effectively waking up his roommates.

"OY!" Ron roared, shooting up and tripping over the sheets on his bed.

"ARGH!" Neville yelled as he fell out of his bed.

"NO!" Dean shrieked.

"DEATH EATERS!" Seamus jumped out of bed with his wand raised. It would have been quite impressive, had he not been holding the wrong end of the wand.

"Bloody hell, Harry!" Ron stared at him as if he had just declared that he wanted to work for the Quibbler and marry Luna. "What the hell happened?" Harry blushed and Ron moved to sit on the end of Harry's bed while Neville, Seamus, and Dean set about cleaning up, pretending they weren't listening.

"I…I was thinking about Ginny," he confessed. Dean's head snapped up at the mention of his ex-girlfriend.

"You were thinking about…Ginny? What about her?" Ron struggled to keep his tone merely lightly curious.

"Her and…him." Harry's eyes narrowed and his voice carried venom. Ron nodded unhappily.

"I know, mate. It's just not right, the two of them. But I tell ya, if he even THINKS of hurting her in any way, he'll find himself locked in a dungeon with a very angry, very hungry dragon!" Ron fumed. Harry sat back and made a decision. Just because Ginny trusted Malfoy didn't mean Harry had to.

I will keep her safe, Harry vowed, whether she likes it or not.

A/N: Ok, I need ideas for Draco and Ginny's trip to Hogsmeade! Review! And send me your ideas! Next chapter isn't going up until I get 5 reviews, so tell your friends! :P K, thx!

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