Ironically Ginny found herself in the same sport where all of this had started.

Standing in the astronomy tower, Ginny let the hash winds clear her head.

She didn't love Harry, maybe she never did. Maybe she had fixed her sights on him simply because deep down she knew they would never work out. As far as her family was concerned he was part of the family, another brother for Ginny, and another son to her parents. Maybe she had used a ridiculous obsession with Harry as an excuse not to get close to Dean.

The feelings that swirled around inside of her for Draco were ones that she wasn't familiar with. The hurt and betrayal at Pansy's words were more intense than the feeling she felt when Dean cheated on her. She and Draco had been pretending to date, but even after a while it didn't feel as fake, they were just as close in private where no one could see them as they were walking down the halls and putting on a show. She trusted him in a way she had never trusted anyone else, and that scared her.

Ginny shivered and pulled her Gryffindor uniform around her tighter before she decided that maybe it was time for her to face reality, she slowly sat up and turned to make her way across the room to the stairs when she realised that she wasn't alone.

"Ginny," Draco said talking a small step towards her then stopping himself.

Ginny didn't say anything she just stood there staring at him.

"Ginny, Pansy and I, well that's just it, there is no me and her," Draco sighed running his fingers through his hair.

"Right, why should it matter anyways? It's complicated right," she whispered.

Although Ginny had spent that past fifteen minutes up here and managed not to shed a tear, she felt she wouldn't be able to last much longer.

Draco watched her, struggling with an internal battle to comfort her, and to give her space. Ginny felt uneasy under the scrutiny of his gaze, she moved to walk past him and he stepped in front of her, blocking her path.

"Get out of the way," Ginny sighed, fighting back the tears she felt coming.

"It shouldn't be complicated," Draco whispered.

"Fine, but it's obvious Hermione and Blaise where in on your plan the whole time," Ginny snapped, remembering their shared look.

"Hermione and Blaise? They told you?" Draco asked surprise crossing his face.

"Yeah, and if you honestly thought that what Dean did to me was bad. You have no idea what this feels like." Ginny said not bothering to stop the tears that were falling from her eyes now. "So you might as well go laugh it up with Pansy, pathetic Ginny Weasley fell for you," she said.

"Ginny, please. You don't understand I've loved you si-"Draco began.

"Stop!" Ginny roared. "Don't you get it? You win, I fell for you, and you've accomplished breaking my heart," Ginny said as she shoved her way by Draco, only to have him grab her arm and spin her around.

"Do you really believe I could do that to you," He whispered, as his warm breath dancing across her face. He leaned down and his lips came crashing down hard on hers.

Ginny froze she didn't know how to react, she didn't know what was happening, she just knew that she didn't want it to stop, and at the same time she wanted him to just leave her alone. She pushed him off, but he still held on to her arm.

"Ginny, I love you, I have loved you for so long, and Hermione heard Blaise and I talking about it, it was her idea for me to pretend to like one of your friends. Blaise told me to just talk to you, not to bother with all the scheming. But I didn't listen how could you ever love me?" Draco began talking quickly. "But then you started dating Dean, and I had just about giving up all hope. Then one day I came up to the tower to think, and there you were, beautiful even when you were broken," Draco ranted, frantically trying to explain. "And silly me, I went and fell for you all over again only to have my heart break one more time." Draco whispered softly talking a step back from Ginny and releasing her arm. "If they already told you, then I know you don't feel the same way. But don't you dare think for one second that I ever meant to hurt you, that was always the last thing on my mind," Draco said.

Ginny stood there in shock just staring at him unable to believe the words that he had said, and before she could react, he turned and walked away.


Ginny sat down in the tower, with the cold wind whipping around her long red hair, as she listened to the faint sound of his retreating footsteps.

Could he be telling the truth? Surely, he wouldn't tell a lie that one conversation with Hermione could clear up, and then there was the way he would cut in whenever she was alone with Harry.

Blaise's words kept playing over in her head 'Only because you've both made it complicated. I've known Draco since we were little. He's my best mate, I know when he's pretending. And he's not.'

No matter how Ginny thought about it, she knew that their relationship had changed. She opened up and trusted him in a way she hadn't with anyone else. He was the first person she had opened up to about Tom Riddle, and he was the only person to see her breakdown. Yet he didn't say a word to anyone, and he had been there for her in a way no one else had.

Everything that was happening was new for Ginny. She was laying down her trust and emotions in the hands of someone she once hated. Blaise and Hermione had been dropping subtle hints in their own way all along, and maybe Pansy really was just a jealous hag. Could it be that Draco had been in love with her all along?

'If they already told you then I know you don't feel the same way. But don't you dare think for one second that I ever meant to hurt you that was always the last thing on my mind.'

Ginny sat up quickly not knowing if she was making the right decision, not knowing if she was too late, and not knowing if she would regret this moment. Nevertheless, she stood up and took off down the hall, once again running recklessly, but for once, it seemed like the most rational thing she could do.

Ginny reached the bottom of the stairs and kept running through the halls in search of Draco, and ran straight into Blaise

"Ginny?" Blaise said raising an eyebrow as he took in the small red headed girl that had just crashed into him.

"Have you seen him?" Ginny asked frantically, trying to catch her breath.

"He might be in the Great Hall for lunch," Blaise said slowly.

"Lunch, right, lunch," Ginny stammered to herself.

For someone who claimed she just broke his heart he seemed to have no trouble being in a crowd of people.

"Ginny, you don't know Draco like I do. This is how he copes. You don't know how long I've had to hear him talk about you," he laughed, reassuring her, as if guessing her thoughts.

He placed his hands on her small shoulders lightly and turned her in the direction of the great hall, walking along side of her.

"If he let the heartbreak hit him all at once he'd be finished. So he pretends, even if it's just for a little while. He'll go to class, eat, and hang out with his friends like there is nothing wrong with him. Draco was raised that way, and it's not the best way to deal with it, but it's what he does. He had a bit of a rocky childhood," Blaise said smiling tightly.

"I know, he told me," Ginny responded.

He stopped walking when they reached the entrance of the great hall and turned Ginny around to face him

"Draco is my best mate, he's like a brother, we spend every summer together in Whiltshire, and trust me, he loves you. And I just hope that you can love Draco the way he loves you," Blaise said his tone serious as he regarded her.

Seeing the swarm of students in the hall, Ginny began to regret her decision to confront him now. She was about to turn around when Blaise stuck out his arm, stopping her. Ginny looked up to see his face and slowly followed his gaze to the Slytherin table straight to Draco. If Draco had seen them come in, he was doing a good job of pretending he didn't as he appeared to be absorbed in the conversation of the person beside him. Ginny took a deep breath and started towards the Slytherin table, Blaise at a much slower pace behind her. The conversation in the hall seemed to die down, as the students strained to hear the scene about to unfold.

All the Slytherin's looked over in her direction with amused expressions on their face as she walked down beside their table to reach Draco. If it weren't for Blaise giving her a slightly annoying reassuring push, she feared she would have turned around and ran.

It was obvious that Ginny had come in to see Draco now, and even Draco couldn't pretend otherwise, instead he watched her walk down throwing Blaise a confused look. He stood up from the table slowly and started to approach her.

Ginny no longer needed the reassurance of Blaise's presence; her heart began beating wildly and her palms began to sweat with each step she took.

Maybe she didn't love him, not yet, but the feeling she felt for him were more real than the way she felt with Dean, or the way she fantasied about Harry. She closed the gap between Draco and her in a few short strides.

She never noticed how good looking he was, or maybe she had and she just never appreciated it until now. His blond hair fell in delicate wisps, framing his face, and even through his Slytherin robes she could tell he was well built. She looked into the stormy gray of his eyes and the words started pouring out of her mouth before she could stop them.

"I didn't believe that you meant to hurt me," Ginny sighed closing her eyes. "Welll I did, but I mean I wasn't thinking, I know you Draco," Ginny said reaching out for his hand, to calm her nerves. "I trust you, and I fell for you, the things I feel when I'm around you, I can't even explain," Ginny said looking into his eyes, hopping they revealed what she couldn't put into words.

Draco didn't wait for an explanation; he pulled her in close, and his lips came crashing down on hers. When they finally broke away, Draco placed his forehead against Ginny's lightly.

"I love you," Draco said breathlessly.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for the two of you to get together," Blaise interrupted, breaking their moment from where he had taken up Draco's abandoned spot, and helped himself to his lunch.