Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any the characters in it. If I did I would make Toby Hemingway the actor for Draco and I would have D/G love until the end of time.

That is all!

Chapter 9- The Sun

"Well…" I asked jabbing the wand violently in his direction in order to emphasize my point. I was trying my best to seem threatening but, he just continued to gaze at me. I think he must know what that does to me. His eyes bore into mine, and I swear he could see right through me.

"You aren't going to hurt me Ginny", he whispered. He said Ginny. He said my name! Not Weasel, Weasley, or Weaslette, but Ginny. He had called me Ginny.

His voice and the way he said my name sent a shot of heat driving through my veins and warmth began to pool in the bottom of my stomach like molten lava.

I was so shocked that my hand nearly wavered for a moment, but I was determined as ever to have an answer. "Oh won't I?" I drawled, my voice sounding not quite as sure as I wanted it to.

He was so bloody confident. Why was that? I just wanted to scream at him so very badly. Frustrated with myself for not being to keep my cool in front of him, I angrily yelled, "Confringo" which caused a jar behind him to promptly blast into a little million pieces. I figured it would show him that I wasn't afraid of him and I was serious if he refused to answer me again. Unfortunately, I was wrong I did get a reaction out of him, but unfortunately it wasn't the one that I had been hoping for.

He swiftly closed the space between us, and stood deliberately right in front of me directly in the path of the wand, he even stood so that the tip of the wand touched his chest just above his heart.

He towered over me by a good five inches. I had to lift my head to be able to look into his eyes… his haunting eyes what the hell was it about those eyes. "Then do it." he said calmly "Come on, show me."

What? What did he say? Befuddled, at his words, I searched his face for some sort of clue or hint to figure just out what he meant. Yet his eyes were unreadable and his eyes held no form of emotion. His voice was so steady, like a rock.

The words had seemed to rumble up from deep inside his body. As if somewhere deep down within him there was some sort of feral beast that had been imprisoned and was fighting to finally be set free, lurking just below the surface. I could actually physically feel the fierce power and passion in his voice.

It resonated through my entire person and practically shook me to the core. He was challenging me so damn sure of himself doing it. The way that I wished I had felt right about now.

Suddenly, I was afraid but, not of him or what he might have done to me. He was much to close to me, and I was terrified of the things he was making me feel. My senses were completely overloaded with him and I could feel my self losing control. I needed to get myself as far away from him as possible. I couldn't take these emotions anymore; they were simply like nothing I had ever felt.

My body began to act on sheer instinct. I began to wave my wand hand and started to cast the Expelliarmus incantation. However, all that I managed to get out was, "Expell…" For in less time that it had taken me to even blink, he had grabbed my wrist in his hand, pulled me right up against his chest, cupped my face with his hand, lifted my face up to his, and crushed my lips to his.

Merlin she did taste like heaven. I had only meant to stop her from throwing me halfway across the classroom, but if you were a man dying from thirst in the desert and you were offered a drink from a stream of the most succulent water you had ever tasted wouldn't you drink until the river ran dry.

So that's what I did. I kissed her like it was my last moment alive. I kissed her like we had never been bitter enemies at all… and I never wanted to stop. I was completely lost in the sensations overtaking me.

I had never really cared about the act of kissing. I never really saw the big deal. However, I understood the moment she began to gently kiss me back. Reassured that she probably wouldn't push me away I wrapped my arms around her waist and began to walk her backwards towards one of the desks behind her my lips never leaving hers.

I began to trail kisses down her chin to her neck, when abruptly she shoved me off of her with such force that I almost lost my footing. "What the hell Weasley!" I began yelling, "What the hell was that… for…" I simply gazed at her for a few seconds but, she just stood there with her head down staring at the floor. What did I do? I was so confused what was going on?

"Ginny?" I asked tentatively. "Don't you call me that!!" she screamed as she brought her head up to look back at me. "Don't you ever dare call me that!" she seethed through her teeth. I finally got a good look at her face.

Her entire face was a deep red and she had a pained expression on her face. Her eyes had begun welling up with tears which she was trying to hold back. "Gi… I mean what's wrong?" I said as I began walking towards her. "STOP!!" she shrieked as she pointed my wand at me again "Stop acting like you care!"

I halted my progression towards her and froze in shock. "I know to someone like you things like that aren't a big deal but, to someone like me who has never been kissed before it is! So, stop trying to make fun of me, you asshole!" she cried as she threw the wand at my head.

I narrowly ducked my head and when I looked up again she was running out of the room attempting to wipe away the tears which were now freely falling, her voice breaking as she screamed, "Fuck this stupid detention!" And she was gone.

A/N: I'm sorry but I have had writer's block so bad I had no idea what to do. Sorry