AN/. AHAH. Feelings, so many feelings!! Wow..this is my longest chapter yet! Well, I hope you guys enjoy it, I tried to make it as interesting as I could while still making sense. Im not sure if I quite accomplished that...but its up to you guys to decide! Dont forget to review!! Enjoy.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was she joking? She had to be. It wasn't possible. It just wasn't possible. Malfoy? Of all people, it had to be Malfoy? Ginny could have just as well stabbed a knife through his heart rather then confess her feelings for the ferret. This, truly, must be what true pain felt like. It was as if his heart had been ripped out of his chest while still beating. It was the worst pain he had ever felt in his life.

"I can't believe this."

"Harry, "

"Shut up okay? Just, SHUT UP!"

Ginny was shocked. Harry stood and towered over her. He was breathing hard and was red in the face. Fear started to replace her surprise. He looked so mad and angry that for the first time in her life, Ginny felt threatened. She stood shakily and backed as far away from him as possible. She stopped when her back hit the wall.

She was too scared to speak. She waited for him to move, even half expected him to hit her.

"How could you do this to me?" He asked in a loud voice. "What did I ever do to deserve this? Haven't I ever only done what was best for you? Comforted you, helped you, was a true friend? What did I ever do to deserve this shit?"

"Harry, I…" Ginny tried to speak but nothing came out. She felt the tears sting her eyes and rapidly blinked them away. "I know this is hard for you to hear but, "

"Hard for me to hear?" Harry interrupted with an exasperated scoff. "Oh no Ginny, this is just the highlight of my day," he added sarcastically. "The one girl I truly care about telling me that she loves the guy who's been on my case since the day I set foot in Hogwarts! Not to mention, insulted every single member of your family, mine and Hermione's. You must not give a shit about us and everything he's done to make our lives miserable. But I guess you just forgave him for every single one of his stupid mistakes didn't you? Did he mention that his whole family is associated with Voldemort and that his father is a death eater? Did that even cross your mind? Better yet, did he show you the dark mark that's most likely engraved on his left forearm? Or did he forget to mention that when you showed up for your blind date?!"

"Harry, please, just listen to me!" The tears ran down her face but she didn't bother to wipe them away.

"You have a right to be mad, you really do! I don't blame you, I know that everything you're saying is true and that this is hard for you to understand but it's not the whole story! He's not like that at all! He's sweet and funny and, "

She stopped. Harry looked so angry that she couldn't find the words to go on. She knew that she was in the wrong and that it was all her fault. She was making not only her own life difficult, but hurting all the people she really cared about by staying in her relationship with Draco. It truly was, forbidden love.

Suddenly, all of her strength and will to fight back left her and she was left to sag against the wall. She felt dizzy and lightheaded. Harry's face swam in front of hers. Before the tears obscured her vision completely, she saw the expression on his face change from anger to worry. Then she knew no more.

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"Ginny, what's wrong, are you okay? Oh god, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you, really, I was just mad. Ginny, Ginny! Can you hear me? Oh god, please wake up!"

Harry knelt beside the unconscious form of Ginny, trying in vain to revive her. He was hysteric. He was mad, and in shock, but he could never bear to watch her in pain or hurt.

His conscience had fought to control his anger as he had yelled. His heart broke with each tear that had fallen from her cheeks, but he knew that he would have to put up a fight, so that it would be easier for Ginny to hate him, and easier for him to let go if he really tried to convince himself that she was as horrible as he had made her sound.

But watching her cry and then faint had been the worst thing he had ever had to endure. Whatever she had going on with Draco, he would have to accept it, but right now, she needed his help. He wasn't about to abandon her again.

Leaving her side, he ran to the common room to get Ron and Hermione.

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Ginny opened her eyes to the harsh blare of the Hospital Wing and its white walls. As she blinked to clear her vision, the events of the past week came back to her as if watching a slideshow.

Harry, Draco leaving the Great Hall, the room of requirement, talking to Harry, Harry yelling, oh god. What have I done? She thought. I've messed everything up. Harry's probably told the whole world by now what happened. But how did I get here?

Painfully she recalled passing out in the boys dormitories. Everything had been so hazy, it was as if all the strength had been zapped out of her. She groaned.

"Ginny, are you okay? Are you awake?"

Slowly, Ginny opened her eyes to see the bushy brown hair of Hermione Granger.

"Hey Hermione…how did I get here?"

"You passed out. Madam Pomfrey said that you're exhausted. That you're not getting enough sleep, are dehydrated and that you're way too stressed out. She gave you some dreamless sleep potion and some other potion to help you regain some of your strength. You've been out of it for almost a day and a half. You need rest right now, you'll be allowed to leave in a couple of hours. You scared us all so much Gin. One minute you were upstairs talking to Harry, and maybe 20 minutes later Harry came running down the stairs to say you had fainted."

She paused. Then slowly asked, "Is everything okay Gin? I mean, you've been acting so strange lately, I've barely had a chance to talk to you…what's wrong? You can tell me, I swear. I just want to know so that I can help you."

Ginny sat up in her bed. She felt the tears return. She knew that Hermione was just trying to be a good friend and to help her. She wished with all her heart that she could tell her what was going on, and that she could get advice from her. But would she ever understand?

If Hermione didn't already know, that meant that Harry must have kept their conversation private, and Ginny's heart clenched rather then released. Half of her wished that Harry had just told everyone so that she could finally, finally be out in the open and not have to explain anything to anyone, ever again.

"Oh Hermione!" She fell into Hermione's arms. Sobs shook her as her friend gently patted her back and soothed her forehead. Ginny cried for what felt like a long time. When she looked up, Harry and Ron were both standing at the foot of her bed.

"Gin!" Ron cried. "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

"Everything's wrong!" She cried. "Don't you understand? Why can't anybody just leave me alone?! I try and try to be perfect and to do what everyone else wants but I just can't okay? I can't do it anymore! So what if I want to be different, if I like different people?" She shot a look in Harry's direction. He looked down guiltily.

"That doesn't make me a bad person! Just because I can see the good in people that others can't, why should I get in trouble for it? How is it wrong? Why doesn't anybody just understand?" She held her face in her hands and sobbed.

Ron and Hermione both looked shocked. They had no idea why Ginny was so upset or why she was rambling. Harry felt horrible. He gave the other two a knowing look and they got up reluctantly from around Ginny's bed to give them some space. Both of them figured that Harry would be able to sort her out, he always could.

As Ron and Hermione's footsteps faded and they heard the closing of the Hospital Wing door, Harry sat tentively on the edge of Ginny's bed. She sobbed passionately until no more tears would escape. Silently, with choking dry sobs, she dried her eyes and looked up to see Harry sitting facing away from her. He turned toward her and took a shaky breath.

"Gin," he started. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I really am. I flew off the handle yesterday and didn't let you explain anything."

She listened quietly. What was he trying to say?

"I thought about it and…well, I realized that you wouldn't like Malfoy for no reason. You're not stupid and you would never go for him if he was as horrible as we all think he is. He must have something that I don't, something that made you look past his exterior and to see something deeper, something that only you can understand."

"I'm not going to pretend like I'm not confused, or that I have any idea how this happened, but I'm going to support you in your decision. I always have, and I always will. Last year, when Mal–Draco, was so caught up in the whole dark arts, Voldemort campaign, I saw something in him that I never thought I would see. He was scared, and was only trying to do what he thought would help his family. He didn't want to kill Dumbledore, and he was ready to come over to the good side when Dumbledore offered him the chance, I'm sure of it. Pity mingled with my dislike and it finally clicked that he was a person too. So I can kind of understand that there's something else…that he is different. I may never really see him the way you do, but…I get it. "

"Harry," she started. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "I know that this is hard, and that it seems impossible, but it is true. I love him, I really do. He's not the guy we all thought he was. He's wonderful, and he gives me all the love and attention that I need. It's crazy, I know it is, especially after our history but, its true. I love Draco Malfoy."

Harry looked at her. It was a look of sad understanding and it broke her heart.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I really am."

He nodded and stood up. He quickly wiped at his face before turning to leave. With his hand on her curtain, he turned.

"I won't tell anyone about this Gin. That's up to you and I'll let you do it in your own time. I just want you to know that I'm here for you, and that I'll help you out whenever you need it. But remember this, if he ever, ever, hurts you, I'll kill him. I hope you understand."

And with a swish of the hangings, Harry left Ginny to cry herself to sleep. What was going to happen?

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Ginny awoke an hour later and felt a light breeze on her face. She didn't open her eyes, she was too tired. But she was sure that they must be red and puffy from all her crying.

As she lay on her bed, she felt a hand lightly and gently caress her face. It started from the tip of her forehead and came down to rest on her cheek bone. She shook her head lightly and opened her eyes.

"Draco," she whispered faintly. She felt her heart lift. It was so good to see him. She hadn't realized how much she had actually missed him.

He was still in his school uniform and had his bag draped across the chair. He smiled when he saw that her eyes were open. He gently leaned toward her to kiss her forehead.

"Hey Beautiful," he said quietly. "How're you doing?"

"I'm okay," she answered. "It's so good to see you."

"It's good to see you too sweetheart. But how'd you end up in the hospital wing? I heard Granger and Weasley saying that you fainted from exhaustion. You've been stressing out about something lately…its not…about us, is it?"

He looked worried and Ginny gave him a small smile to soothe him.

"Shh, don't worry about me, I'm fine. I've just been tired lately, working myself too hard. I needed this, a nice long rest. I'm okay now, it had nothing to do with us, really."

"Are you sure?" He saw straight through Ginny's façade and knew that there was more to it then she was telling him.

"I'm sure. Trust me, okay?"

He still looked doubtful but made no further attempt to pressure her. She had been through a lot lately.

He held her hand and continued to stroke her face. They didn't need to say anything. Both of them relished being in each others company. Ginny didn't care if anyone saw them together, all she cared about was that Draco was with her, and she didn't want him to leave anytime soon.

"Come closer," she whispered.

Draco understood perfectly. His own body longed to be closer to her, to hold her, to inhale her scent. He removed his cloak and shoes and lifted himself onto her bed. She moved over to make room for him but he pulled her into his arms.

As they lay together in silence, Ginny felt content for the first time in what felt like forever. Nothing mattered anymore. Everything that had happened was worth it for her to have this moment, suspended in time, for her to be alone with him.

Her head rested on his chest as she listen to his heartbeat. He stroked her hair and rubbed her back. As he tilted his head downwards, their lips touched. Ginny's arms wound around his neck and tangled in his hair. He turned over until he was on top of her, but kept most of his weight suspended off of her. Their lips pulled at each other passionately, each wanting to be ever closer. Draco's hands strayed over Ginny's body as he kissed her neck. They kissed passionately as their bodies warmed up. Still, he moved farther down, kissing inbetween her cleavage and letting her hands roam his chest. She pulled him as close to her as possible until both their bodies were pressing together as close as they could get. Both were breathing hard when Draco reluctantly pulled away.

"Gin, we can't do this here. Somebody will see us."

"Let them," she said. She couldn't care less who saw them. It felt so good to be back in his arms that frankly, nothing else mattered.

"This isn't right Ginny," he said, slowly pulling away from her. "You're released later on tonight right? Meet me at the room of requirement, and we'll do this right, I promise. I don't want to let go either, but someone is sure to see us, and that won't be good for either of us."

She knew he was right. So she gently disengaged her arms and let him get up from her bed. Draco gathered his stuff and turned around to face her. She knew she had a sad face on but she didn't care.

He leaned in and gave her a deep kiss. He held her face with both his hands and ran them through her hair. Before he pulled away, he leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"The Room of Requirement, 9 o'clock. I'll see you tonight."

She nodded and he gave her one of his rare smiles before leaving the Hospital Wing, just as Harry had done not 2 hours before.

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Harry's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw Draco leaving the Hospital Wing as he return from dinner with Ron and Hermione. He had been to see Ginny, he was sure of it. He felt his fists clench, but turned away. He promised Ginny that he would support her, and he would keep his promise.

As they continued to make their way out of the Entrance Hall, Draco passed right by them.

"Alright there Potter?" he smirked.

Ron opened his mouth to speak but Harry caught his arm.

"Don't," he said. "Just leave it, let's go."

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Ginny entered the Room of Requirement 5 minutes past 9. She had had to make a lot of excuses to escape the common room and her worried friends. In the end, she told them that she wanted to go down to the kitchen for some hot chocolate and maybe have a quick walk in the grounds. They had protested, but Ginny had slipped away quickly before they could try to convince her any further to stay.

As she entered the room, she saw Draco with his back to her. He turned. He had a light white cotton shirt on, with the sleeves rolled up and the first 3 buttons undone. He walked toward her with his arms outstretched.

Ginny melted in his arms. They wasted no time getting back to where they were. Without saying a word, he lifted up her shirt. They began kissing furiously while backing up toward the four poster bed in the corner of the room.

As they fell upon it, Ginny mentally noted that this could possibly be her last night with Draco where she could have no worries. She needed to make up her mind tomorrow about what she was going to do. Keep their relationship a secret or tell Hermione, something that she had wanted to do for a long time. As the thoughts whirled around inside her head, she decided to savour tonight and to make up her mind in the morning.

She smiled as Draco's face came within inches of her own, and felt his hands move to her waist where he proceeded to pull off her skirt.