A/N: If I owned anything to do with Harry Potter would I be a poor student writing fanfiction about it? No I don't own anything except maybe a plot or two if you can find one

Full Summary: The tensions of the upcoming war are telling on Hogwarts, so the older students decide to do something about it. In typical teenage fashion they throw a few wild parties which become a monthly release for them where they can do their own thing. With startling consequences all round. Obviously it's Draco/Ginny because that's my favourite pairing ever with a few more thrown in for fun. It's set before HBP because I'm still in denial over most of the events in that book. Pure smutty fun.

Pairings: D/G R/Hr H/OC I'll list others as I decide on them

Rating: M for language and eventual sex scenes

Lyrics at the beginning from 'A Moment Like This' by Kelly Clarkson

The Heat Inside When Rhythm and Love Collide

Chapter Eleven – A Moment Like This

What if I told you it was all meant to be?
Would you believe me, would you agree?
Its almost that feeling that we've met before so tell me that you don't think I'm crazy
When I tell your love is here and now
A moment like this
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this
Some people search forever for that one special kiss
I cant believe its happening to me
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this
Everything changes, but beauty remains
Something so tender I can't explain
Well I may be dreaming but til I awake… Can we make the dream last forever?
And I'll cherish all the love we share for a moment like this
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this
Some people search forever for that one special kiss
I cant believe its happening to me
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this
The speed of waiting love of all
I wanna know that you will catch me when I fall
So let me tell you this
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this
Some people search a lifetime for a moment like this
Some people search forever for that one special kiss
I cant believe its happening to me
Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this

"Miss Weasley."

Ginny halted and cursed under her breath, turning to see Snape sweeping over to her looking thunderous.

"You are five minutes late for my lesson."

Ginny cocked her head to the side and handed him the note Dumbledore had written for her giving her permission to go into Hogsmeade and pay the various actors, waiters and musicians that had taken part in the Ball the night before.

"You are missing my lessons to pay a bunch of commoners? Does your education hold no importance for you in the slightest?"

Ginny rolled her eyes at him and shrugged one shoulder.

"I'm doing as I'm told, Sir."

He scowled at her for a long moment before shoving the note back in her direction and stalking off to the dungeons, a group of passing first years quickly scattering out of his way.

Ginny tightened her scarf and pulled on her gloves, pushing open the door and stepping out into the rain. Before she could complain about the weather a large black umbrella was held over her head, effectively blocking the driving rain from touching her.

Spinning around she came face to face with Draco, a smirk on his face and the no doubt designer umbrella held in his black suede gloved hand.

"No one's ever held an umbrella for me before." She said in a puzzled voice.

Draco shrugged elegantly and offered his elbow to her, she slid her little hand into the crook and began down the steps towards Hogsmeade.

"Then you obviously don't know many gentlemen. Hardly surprising, Gryffindor males in my experience are far more barbaric than those of good society are used to."

Ginny shook her head at him and he gave her a wily smile, his perfectly straight pearly white teeth flashing against the black scarf he had wrapped around his chin.

"Just because you weren't given particularly gentlemanly treatment by us Gryffindors, I assure you we have very good manners towards each other. I am constantly surrounded by gentlemen." She said firmly.

He waved a dismissive hand out into the rain as they passed through the school's gates.

"Too gentlemanly for their own good, all that pent-up sexual frustration is the only reason you win at Quidditch you know. If you were all given a good roll in the sack you'd be much more fun and less goal-oriented." He said wisely, nodding along to his voice.

"Well not only have you just completely flipped your opinions on my fellow Gryffindors, but you've just stated that you lose at Quidditch because you get sex."

Draco considered her statement for a moment, rolling it around his mind lazily.

"Yes." He finally said.

Ginny frowned, turning to look up at him in confusion.

"Yes to which statement?" She asked him when he offered no further explanation for his answer.

"Yes." He repeated firmly.

She laughed and shook her head at his odd sense of humour.

"You are right about the goal-orientated though, you can hardly get a word in edgeways when the boys on the team start discussing tactics and suchlike."

Draco slanted a look at Ginny, eyeing the way the cold air gave her freckled cheeks a very becoming flush and made her eyes sparkle.

"Why are you males like that about Quidditch? It's meant to be fun." She asked. "Put a guy in charge and it's just work work work work work."

Draco smiled wickedly at her, his eyes flashing with amusement.

"Because otherwise it's normally just sex sex sex sex sex." He whispered conspiratorially into her ear, his warm breath almost a caress against her cold ear.

"That's really not surprising." She giggled.

He smiled to himself as they approached Hogsmeade. The weather suited her almost as much as he knew it suited him. The cold air gave her a rosy flush and the dark damp scenery only emphasised her bright waves, currently shoved haphazardly under a gold and red striped bobble-hat with flaps over her ears and two pieces of red string down her neck that ended in red and gold bobbles bouncing at her shoulders.

"You're staring." She muttered and he was strangely stirred at the trace of embarrassment she displayed at his appraisal of her.

"I'm just distracted by how different you look compared to last night." He said airily. "Last night you were a sexy seductress, not that I was the least bit seduced of course no matter how hard I tried to be."

She grinned to herself at his playful tone.

"And today you look all cute and adorable, it's disturbing."

She gave him a superior smirk and threw her head back so she could look him directly in the eye.

"I'm a mystery, Malfoy. I thought you'd figured that out by now."

He cocked his head to the side as they made their way down the cobbled main street of Hogsmeade.

"I can't, that's the interesting part." He said and she smiled again.

"There were plenty of interesting events last night." She said with another giggle.

He smiled when her laugh drew the attention of a passing delivery boy, causing him to nearly walked into a lamppost.

"Ah yes, I have to say Seamus Finnigan trying to chat up one of the mural dancers then picking a fight with her partner when she was non-responsive was my favourite."

Ginny shook her head and led him into a store with fancy dress costumes displayed in the window. The shop was full to the brim with various costumes ranging from astronauts to garden gnomes.

"Miss Weasley!"

A rather hunched over old woman hurried forward towards Ginny who smiled brightly at her and pulled off her hat, releasing her cascade of ruffled curls which were easily the brightest thing in the room. Well maybe second to the fluorescent clown's costume Draco was currently eyeing beadily.

"I trust you were satisfied with my actors?" She asked, a touch of pride tingeing her voice and Ginny nodded.

"Oh yes they were fantastic!"

Draco sidled over to join them, his umbrella being borne away by a house elf to be dried.

"Indeed they were very professional, even when Marcus Flint tried to look up the blonde's skirt. She simply gave him a kick that has surely damaged his chances at future heirs and kicked him off her podium. Very entertaining I shall certainly recommend you to my father."

Catching sight of his signet ring as he took his gloves off to warm his hands by the merrily crackling fire, the woman beamed at him. Ginny elbowed him and handed over the bag of coins Dumbledore had given her for their fee.

"They were very very good, so beautiful and talented." She gushed. "I wish we could have hired you for my birthday party but we couldn't afford it." Ginny trailed off blushing when she realised what she had said.

"Mores the pity, my dear." The woman said kindly. "My dancers absolutely raved about you and your team. They said you were so fair and sweet, never ordering them about but asking them. I'm sure they'd love to work for you again."

Ginny blushed and thanked her with glowing cheeks.

"They've been treated terribly by some people, you know. Ordering them around like house elves and then refusing to pay." She trailed off and smiled at Ginny, tucking the bag of coins into an ancient cash register. "We'll be happy to work at Hogwarts again any time."

Ginny thanked her again and tugged her hat back on.

"When is your birthday?" Draco asked as they left the shop.

"August eleventh." Ginny said absently, busy pulling on her gloves and trying to tuck her hair under her hat.

"You had a birthday party?" Draco asked, his mind wandering to his so called 'parties' which were really just an excuse for his father to invite influential people to the Manor to talk evil with.

"Well we had cakes and things and I played Quidditch with my brothers, Charlie and Bill were home for the week as well." She said quietly, wondering where he was going with this.

"I've never had a real birthday party." He said flatly. "At least not one I've ever enjoyed."

Ginny stared at him for a long moment, she wanted to hug him and make him smile again but she knew he'd assume she was feeling sorry for him and he'd hate that.

"When is your birthday?"

He shrugged one shoulder again, steadying the umbrella when a gust of wind nearly bowled them over.

"June fifth."

"That's your seventeenth, you should do whatever you want for it." She said matter-of-factly.

He laughed humourlessly.

"My father uses my birthday for his manipulations, he'd never let me do what I wanted."

Ginny frowned and glowered down at the ground, kicking it with her boots. Evil little man, she thought but she was too afraid of what Draco would say to actually reproach him out loud.

"Where else do we need to go?" Draco asked and his voice had lost any emotion at all, sinking Ginny's heart.

"Three Broomsticks." She said softly.

They shuffled into the pub quickly as the wind picked up again and Ginny handed Madam Rosmerta the money owed for the drinks provided. When she turned around she found Draco at a table by the fire glaring moodily into the flames. She couldn't think how to cheer him up again so she asked for two Butterbeers, which Madam Rosmerta told her were on the house.

"Here."

She handed him his drink and he jumped as though he had been so deep in thought he'd forgotten where he was. After sitting in silence for a long moment Ginny decided the best thing to do was jump straight in.

"So, what would you really like to do for your birthday?"

He fiddled with the neck of his bottle for a moment. Glancing up he saw her staring at him with huge eyes filled with sadness. Thinking this was a result of pity for him he was about to snap at her when she offered him a tentative smile and he realised she was sad because she thought she had upset him. He softened instantly and he saw her release the breath she had been holding.

"Ideally?"

She nodded and he smiled brightly at her, the firelight turning his hair to spun gold and his eyes liquid mercury.

"I'd want to take my friends to a beach somewhere abroad, somewhere hot and isolated so we wouldn't be bothered. But we wouldn't just go for my birthday, we'd go for weeks, no parents, no war and no rules."

Ginny smiled wistfully, her head propped up by her hand as she sipped her Butterbeer absently.

"Sounds perfect."

He watched the fire sending sparks of gold darting round her red hair, her sleepy eyes sparkling as she drifted off into her imagination.

"We should do it." He said suddenly.

Ginny jerked in her seat and stared at him.

"What?"

He leant forwards and placed his empty bottle on the table between them.

"We should go to the beach, we could do it for both our birthdays."

She continued to stare at him with her mouth open as he sat back doing rapid calculations in his head.

"Well, we'd go after my birthday obviously. After we'd finished our exams, maybe around July."

"Harry's birthday's in July." Ginny found herself saying as she realised Draco was absolutely serious about this.

"Well if we're doing a joint birthday then I imagine you'd have to bring him along, he is your friend despite his low level of intelligence. And your brother and Granger would have to come, despite his appalling table manners." He grimaced.

Giving him a warning look Ginny continued to stare in amazement as he began planning it out. Running through a list of countries she'd never even heard of looking for the perfect place.

"Of course Cleo would need to be there, but that would mean having to listen to her and Potter in the middle of the night. Come to think of it your brother and Granger would be at it too. Maybe this isn't such a good idea."

But he had seen the spark of hopeful excitement in Ginny's eyes and he had to admit he was excited about the prospect too. If they left at the start of August, did a joint thing for him and Ginny, and Potter he supposed, then his father could do the traditional torture of a dinner party on his actual birthday and he could escape to celebrate it properly.

Impatience was burning him up inside, he couldn't wait for the year to finish already so they could disappear into blissful isolation for a few weeks. Of course he'd prefer it to just be him and Ginny, maybe Cleo as well, but he knew she'd want her family there for her birthday. Maybe he could invite her family for her actual birthday and then once they'd gone they could go back to relaxing. A beach party for her birthday so no one needed to dress up, and he could see her in a bikini.

"Malfoy!"

He snapped back to the present and found Ginny staring at him in shock.

"You do know how much all that will cost." She said quietly and he waved a hand, batting her worries away.

"Who cares, I've got money coming out of my backside. Why not spend it on something fun."

"For a change." Ginny said slyly, warming to the idea as she realized he was one hundred percent serious about pulling this off.

He shot her a reproachful look before catching sight of the clock on the wall and getting gracefully to his feet.

"Better be getting back before someone realises we're missing and assumes the worst." There was a hint of suggestion in his voice and Ginny smiled at him.

"You're hopeless."

Struggling into her overlarge coat and cloak, pulling on her gloves and hat she followed him out into the still empty street. Taking up their position arm in arm against the wind they wound their way up to the school, still discussing where they'd like to have their birthday holiday. Draco was vividly describing an island unknown to Muggles in the Caribbean when they reached the portrait hole.

"Thank you for keeping me company." She said, suddenly shy.

He leant in towards her and her stomach did a funny sort of half flip-flop.

"You're welcome."

He kissed her softly, then more insistently as her lips parted under his. He could distantly feel her wet gloves at the back of his neck but she was oblivious to the umbrella dripping all over her jeans.

"Ahem! This is a school." The Fat Lady chuntered from behind them, flustering with her reproaches when Draco flicked her an irritated v-sign behind Ginny's back for interrupting them.

"She's got a point." Ginny said reluctantly. "If Ron catches us you won't be around to take me to the beach."

Draco scowled mutinously and muttered a few choice words against Ron for a moment until Ginny interrupted him with amusement in her voice.

"That's no kind of language to use around a lady."

He lifted his eyebrows and kissed her again to stifle her laughter at the expression on his face.

"See you later." Ginny whispered, happiness making her flushed.

"Why when we could have a lot more fun right now?" He murmured against her throat as he kissed her flickering pulse point.

Ginny had to struggle to find a reason why they couldn't continue as he nibbled her neck.

"If Ron appears that beach goes out the window, and so does your opportunity to see me in a bikini."

He pulled back and stared at her reproachfully as she smiled lazily up at him.

"I didn't know I'd said that out loud." He said without a trace of embarrassment.

"You didn't." She said. "You're just predictable."

JessicaMalfoy87 – thanks, glad you liked it

Yuki Asao – I went to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show live for my 18th birthday, one of my best friends bought me tickets. It was GREAT.

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wipriddle – well I'm glad you like it so much. Harry's just loveable isn't he, bless him but I'm not a big HarryGinny fan at all. Really don't like that ship. I'm getting to the DG action don't worry.

Tomsgirl2005 – well Dumbledore is nice isn't he. Well they're working that part out, but if you noticed they aren't exactly seeing other people hehehehe

well.just.imagine – yup they stayed out in the rain, glad you liked it

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