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Ginny sat in her History of Magic class, listening to Professor Binns drone on and on about the Revolution of the Goblins or Trolls or something in the year 182-something. She was going to go insane if she had to put up with one more minute of this.

With a defeated sigh she glanced around the classroom, half the class was asleep while the others were doodling on their notes. Looking back down on her own notes, she realized she probably couldn't even put the paper in the 'notes' category. A blank paper stared back at her. She glared at it.

A tapping noise distracted her from her attempts to make the paper burst into flame. Looking up, she noticed a beautiful, elegant eagle tapping at the window. That eagle… It belongs to… Oh God! Draco sent his eagle to write to her!

Scanning the room for anyone who noticed the bird, she realized nobody noticed Malfoys eagle, or nobody cared. Getting up soundlessly, she walked over to the window, taking the note from the animal's talon and it flew away.

"Miss Weasley!"

"Eh –Yes Professor?" She was still standing by the window, in the middle of his lecture, with Draco Malfoys parchment clutched in her hands.

"What are you doing out of your seat?" The Ghost Professor asked sternly.

"Just shutting the window." And to prove her point she turned around shutting the open window soundly. "I was cold." Lame excuse. Cursing her stupidity, she walked quickly back to her seat, sitting down and pretending to take notes until Binns started droning again.

She slowly and inconspicuously opened the note under the desk.

10 o'clock.

Transfiguration classroom.

Don't be late.

Ginny bit her bottom lip viciously. Reading his note again, she tried to make herself feel guilty, she tried to be ashamed, she pretended to be angry, but she wasn't. She found that more and more now, her shagging Draco while dating Harry didn't make her feel so bad anymore.

Of course she still loved Harry! She wouldn't have stayed with him if she didn't, but he just wasn't exciting anymore. He wanted to play chess, and cuddle. He kissed her softly, he touched her gently, as though he was afraid she would break. He was hesitant, careful. He blushed at the littlest caress and was embarrassed about kissing in public. He bored her.

But Draco…

Oh God! That man drove her insane! He slammed her against walls and kissed her until her lips bruised. She'd woken up more then once with purple marks where his fingers had been last night imprinted on her hips; she'd had to more then once use magic to cover up the bite marks on her neck. And she loved it. His passion, his fire…They way they sometimes didn't wait until their close were off to get to business. She shuddered just to think about it.

A hand on her arm jolted her out of her thoughts. Rachel, a fellow Gryffindor stood above her, looking concerned.

"Yes?" Ginny asked, raising her eyebrow at the girl.

"Ginny, class is over." Glancing at the time, she stood abruptly.

"Oh!" She started packing up her still empty notes and putting her quill away.

"Gin, are you ok?"

"Fine, just thinking…" Rachel just shrugged and walked away.

Grumbling, Ginny rushed down the corridors to get to Transfiguration classroom.

…And she couldn't help but feel excited about meeting Him tonight. Grinning to herself, she walked into her classroom.

"Sorry I was late, Professor. Won't happen again."

A/N: Yay! Another done. I think I know where I wanna go with this story now; it's kinda just leading itself from chapter to chapter now. Anyways, please review! Reviews are the best encouragement you can give a person writing a secretly terrible fic! Hahaha. Anyways…

'Til next time!