A/N: So I'm ridiculously late getting this to you. I won't even bother to tell you my excuse, but I swear it's a good one. This chapter is amazingly short, but I like it. D

Thoughts are in italics

"Talking is in quotes"

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That Damn Potion

Chapter 10: Day Nine December 26th

Ginny looked across the room at Draco. He had the most evil smirk on his face and she knew he was up to something.

They were in the common room again working on the ball, though the list of things to do was considerably shorter, She figured they would be done either tonight or tomorrow. She was relieved that they were going to finish on time. She didn't want to imagine what Hermione would have done to Draco if they didn't finish.

"Hey Ginny, would you come over here and look at this for a second."

Ginny rose from her seat and walked over to where Draco sat on his couch. She sat down next to him.

"What is it?" She asked glancing down at the list in his hands.

"I can't figure out what's missing from the drink list, there should be one more drink." Ginny leaned forward slightly to look at the list.

"Water." She said turning her head to look at Draco only to find his face only inches from hers.

"Hey Ginny?" he said smirking at her again.

"Hmm?" was all she could muster to say

"I thought of something for you to do for me, you know since I won that bet about the fears."

"Hmm?" she repeated staring at him

"Kiss me." He replied simply, his smirk still on his lips. Ginny didn't object, or even think, she just leaned forward and gently placed her lips on his. They held the pressure for a few moments and then Ginny felt Draco's tongue flit across her lips, she opened her mouth to allow him access. As he deepened the kiss, he pulled her onto his lap. Ginny instinctually brought her arms around his neck to place her hands in his hair while his hands remained firmly on her hips.

Finally the two pulled apart. Ginny just stared at him.

"Now that was worth having to deal with Filch for 20 minutes." He smirked at her. For some reason Ginny couldn't help but grin back before getting off of his lap and returning to her own couch.

On the outside Ginny looked completely in control, but inside she was panicking. It's just the potion. It's just the potion. It's just that damn potion!

A/N: I'd love a few more reviews this time!