Wow. I just realized. This chapter is super long. Please be patient with it.

Chapter 11

GINNY

I took the vial from beside the desk and poured it in the basin. I prodded it with my wand tip then stepped back. A screen of mist arose out of the basin and an image flickered onto it. I imagined this was what muggle movies were like. I needed a seat. The room obliged. I sat down and watched nervously.

DRACO

I watched as the screen of mist came to life. She seemed nervous. I wanted to comfort her, but then I remembered I was in hiding. I watched anxiously as the images began to unfold.

PANSY

I saw as that blood-traitor started crying. She took the vial Longbottom left and emptied it. I was now curious as to what he wanted her to see. Maybe it was something I could use. As the mist rose out of the basin, I got scared. I wanted Draco to hold me. Then I remembered we were both invisible. And that no one knew I was there. I watched on.

Flashback

Neville and Ginny were in the common room. Ginny walked over to Neville and kissed him. Neville was completely taken aback but very pleased. He started kissing her back and wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into his lap. She obliged. As the kiss grew stronger and more passionate, someone broke a glass, forcing the contented pair into reality once more. Ginny got up and walked away. Neville watched as she made her way to Luna, then settled back into the couch, a smile plastered on his face. Seamus came over and took the spot next to him.

"Saw you and Weasley," he said with a smile, "Dean and Potter were always telling me how talented she was at snogging, but I don't need to tell you that. You were there with us. Tell me, did she live up to the legend?" he playfully punched Neville.

"Don't talk about her that way. She is so much more than just a good kisser, though I won't deny she is talented at that too," Neville snapped then added slyly, "Go away, Seamus." Seamus looked offended but went off to rejoin Lavender. A smile broke onto Neville's face once more. Luna came over, clearly a bit miffed. Neville looked over to her, but clearly didn't take in her expression.

"Did you see that Luna? Did you see Ginny snogging me?" he said with triumph. Luna looked even more upset, and got up and left the room. Neville decided to take a walk around the corridor.

The scene changed

When Neville reentered the portrait hole, he was attacked by Ginny once more. She pulled him back out through the portrait hole and over behind a tapestry. She was kissing him passionately and started to unbutton his shirt. He began to kiss her neck while working on her button down shirt. Soon her shirt was off and she was touching his chest through his own open shirt. He wrapped his arms further around her and began kissing her collarbone. She sighed as he did this and he moved his right hand under her skirt. As his hand moved up her thigh, Ginny began to moan. Neville kissed her below her right ear, and she moaned out a name as he moved back down to her white neck.

"Draco," she moaned almost in a whisper. Neville stopped kissing her, removed his hands, and stepped back. He hastily buttoned his shirt back up and began to run leaving a confused Ginny in his wake. Halfway to the portrait, he turned around and returned. When he got back, she was passed out on the floor. Using his wand, Neville put her shirt back on her. He turned away, looking more dejected than ever.

PANSY

That whore. That little blood-traitor was also a slag. I thought I was bad, but even I would never play with a guy the way she toyed with Longbottom. I was actually almost impressed with her. She should have been a Slytherin.

I could tell that she loved him though. She wasn't in love with him, but she loved him in a friendly sort of way. She loved him enough to want him never to be hurt. She also would never want him to be with someone who she thought wasn't good enough for him, someone who would use him then break his heart, someone like me.

This was fantastic. This was something I could use. I originally was just going to wait until she was in love with Draco then sleep with him while arranging for her to walk in on us. That would be easy. Now I really knew what to do. I was going to get with Longbottom and then hurt him. It would be great. She'd be hurt for her friend, so her heart would break, and seeing her hurt would make Draco realize he could do so much better. Then he'd come back to me with his tail between his legs. Who knows, maybe I wouldn't take him back. That would show him.

Now I just had to wait for Weasley to leave so I could go prepare for the last two weeks before break.

DRACO

Wow. I was in shock. I just saw and heard Ginny Weasley moan out my name while she was with another guy. I vaguely wondered if she would moan out my name while we had sex. I wasn't sure. She seemed more like a screamer to me. Then again, she and Longbottom weren't really having sex. She had ruined that. The thought made me laugh in my head.

At the same time, I wanted to punch Longbottom for leaving her there. I thought Gryffindors were supposed to be chivalrous. I guess I'd be pissed too if a girl had said someone else's name while we were doing it. Of course, no girl would ever think of another guy while I had them. But he left her there, half naked, in a corridor. All I could say was at least he came back and magicked her shirt back on.

I watched as she cried and looked horrified throughout his memory. She was still crying but she looked more lost in thought than anything. I wish I was a better legilimens, then I'd know what she thought. I also wanted to hold her, let her cry into my shoulder, make sure she was ok. These wants scared me. I wasn't supposed to be falling for her.

I realized that I was a lot closer to achieving my goal than I thought. She already wanted me. Longbottom's memory proved that. Now I just had to make sure it stayed that way. I had been civil to her this past month in order to show her that I was different. After the gift I sent, I wanted her to know that I wasn't actually that much of a jerk and that the present was meant as a joke. Part of this was self motivated though, because I'd been on the receiving end of one of her Bat Bogey hexes, and that was a place I never wanted to be again.

I needed her to leave so I could go to my room and prepare for the rest of this term.

GINNY

Poor Neville. I knew now why we hadn't spoken in a month. I was completely horrible to him. I wouldn't be surprised if he never said a word to me again. I wouldn't. I wouldn't speak to me, especially not after I said Malfoy's name during almost sex. That shocked me more than anything.

Neville's memory triggered my own. I could now remember everything that had happened that night. I remembered the dancing, the drinking, the snogging, my fight with Luna, and the reason I had pressed myself on Neville after he got back.

Flashback

Neville had left the room. I guessed it was to clear his head. I'd seen him with Luna and I'd supposed the dumb tramp had said something to him about my behavior. It wasn't my fault that she wasn't bold enough to make a move on Neville. He was one of the most wanted guys in school now. Most of the females were gunning for him. I just had the courage to do something about it. It didn't matter that he liked me, and it didn't matter than Luna liked him. I wanted to kiss him, and I always get what I want eventually.

I knew that it wasn't him I wanted to kiss though. The post-win euphoria reminded me of my last match. I had run up to Harry to tell him we won and he took me and kissed me in front of everyone. I missed him so much after I remembered that. I realized that he should have been at this party. He should have been celebrating a Gryffindor victory with me. Instead, he was running around the country with Hermione and my idiot brother doing Dumbledore knows what. I was lonely. And I shouldn't have had to be. I wanted to kiss someone and then I saw Neville, sweet, loyal Neville. So I kissed him. That was nothing and Luna should not have bothered me over it.

I was so angry that I went and had another shot of firewhiskey as well as something Seamus called "tequila." That might have been a bad idea in retrospect. By then, I was so wasted that I got roped into a drinking game. Neville had left by this time so I had nothing else to do. We did this whole thing where you had to bite a lime, lick some salt, and take a shot of tequila. Someone mentioned that muggles did this all the time. So I went for it. I was playing against Lavender. Winner got a dance with Seamus. Now that I thought about it, it was a pretty lame prize. I didn't care at the time. We got to ten shots before Lavender passed out. For good measure I had two more and went to claim my prize. As we were dancing, Seamus mentioned Neville.

"Saw you and Longbottom going at it over there," he smirked. I scowled. "I think it's cool," he added in haste, "Maybe you'd like to try your luck with the Irish as well," he teased.

"Seamus, don't make me laugh," I chuckled, "We both know you already have a long term snog buddy. I don't think Lavender would like it too much if she came to her senses and saw us snogging."

"And I don't think you really care what Lavender thinks," he snorted, "You just don't want to kiss me. Why the hell not, Ginny? You've kissed all the other boys in my year, except your brother, Crabbe, and Goyle, and Zabini. I'd add Malfoy to that list, but you've even kissed him."

"Well, I don't think Crabbe and Goyle are really in our species, so let's not count them," I said, a little embarrassed as I realized I had kissed most of the guys in seventh year.

"So kiss me," he pressed, "Come on, Gin, kiss me like you kissed Dean. I know you don't like Neville, so that's clearly not an issue."

"Seamus," I started.

"Weasley, kiss me," he forced his lips against mine. I wouldn't respond so he bit my lip, "Come on, Gin, kiss me like you kissed Potter." That did it. I pulled at my wand and sent a hex his direction. How dare he mention Harry to me? I was so mad. I needed a distraction. I decided to go for a walk. As I made it to the portrait hole, Neville was coming back in. Another thought struck me: there were other ways of distraction. I threw myself at him.

…

As I was unbuttoning his shirt, he started kissing my neck. I reached my hand up and started touching his chest. He had really muscled up since last year. I guessed all the D.A. meetings and training must have helped. I knew had practiced a lot since he turned 17. He wanted to fight Death Eaters all the time. As I thought of Death Eaters, my mind turned to Malfoy. I wondered what it would be like to touch his chest. I knew that he had Quidditch muscles. I wondered what it would feel like to kiss him for real.

"Draco," I moaned. Neville's lips stopped and suddenly I was alone. The last thing I remembered is wondering why he had gone.

Tears were pouring down my face by the time I was done remembering all of this. I needed to talk to Neville. I didn't want to, but I owed him an explanation for everything. I also needed to stop toying with people's emotions. I felt a bit guilty as I realized that I was planning on doing just that to Malfoy. No more, I promised myself. I left to find Neville.

Sorry, if this was too long. I considered splitting it but wasn't sure where. I realize that Ginny is a jerk in her memory, but that's intoxicated Ginny. Sober Ginny just has a toxic tongue. What do you think will happen now that she's given up on her plan? Review and let me know :)