Disclaimer: The usual drill. I don't own any of it. The characters I just like to borrow and bend to my will on occasion. The setting is part of the marvellous world someone else created. And even some of the plot points never belonged to me, but are borrowed, and worked around.

Ice

I wasn't sure what to expect. Why did she want to meet in the prefects bathroom? Was she expecting anything? As much as I loved that idea, I couldn't imagine it, not with her. She was so innocent.

My heart ached at the idea that her dreams had started up again. And she couldn't tell me about them. I knew that what she'd said this afternoon had been the truth. As much as it would have hurt me, I would have held out on hugging, and kissing her until she had opened up. I knew that what was between us wouldn't work at all if there wasn't honesty. It was going to be difficult enough as it was.

As soon as I made it to the Slytherin common room, I found Blaise, in the sixth year boys dormitory. Pansy was in the middle of giving Crabbe head, though not nearly as into it as when she saw me walk in. All of a sudden, it was as though Crabbe's dick was made out of candy. She seemed entirely too excited just giving him head, and I knew that it was for my benefit. Not that I cared.

"Come on." I said, rolling my eyes at the disgusting display the whore was putting on. I turned around, and Blaise promptly followed me, which I was thankful for. I led him to my room, and he sunk down on my bed.

"Dude, she's totally out of line." He said. "She keeps trying to hit me up, but she's quite happy to settle for Crabe, Goyle, and literally anyone else in the school when I say no. And we both know who it is that she's really trying to hurt here." I laughed.

"Yeah, she's doing such a great job. I couldn't care less." He grinned at me, and sat up straight.

"Okay, so, why did you want to talk to me?" He asked.

"Have you had a chance to talk to her?" He coughed, and I rolled my eyes. "Really, another makeout session?"

"I tried. I really did. But she kinda just grabbed me. I only had a chance to get away when Professor Flitwick found us." I gave a low whistle.

"Really? Flitwich? What did he do?" I asked. Blaise grinned.

"Nothing. Actually, he just said that the classroom we were in was off limits after school hours, and we needed to move somewhere else. I was shocked." I laughed.

"Wow, I'd rather get caught by him than Snape." I told him about Snape catching Ginny and I kissing, and what he'd said when we were alone.

"What in Merlin's name do you think you were just doing?" He asked, slamming the door behind us so hard it bounced back a few inches, not shutting. I rolled my eyes.

"None of your business, that's what." I snapped back. "What the hell are you doing bothering me anyway? In case you haven't noticed, I'm doing a fine job by myself."

"You're under suspicion, and you almost just got caught trying to... what? Another cursed necklace? Do you have any idea how close to being found out you are?"

"I can handle this on my own. I don't need any of your help."

"If you really think you're doing fine, what kind of display was it you were putting on out there?" I leaned against an empty desk and ignored him. He sighed, as though I was exasperating him. "You have no idea what you're getting into." I rolled my eyes again.

"Like I said, it's none of your business." I glared at him.

"Do you actually have feelings for that girl?" He raised his eyebrow, obviously surprised. My silence must have answered his question. "Look, I know what it's like." He said, sighing. "But you can't. Not like this. You can't be with her." I shoved him away from me, and glared at him.

"What do you know?" I demanded. "How the hell would you know what it's like?" I shoved him again. "You know nothing about me. Get it? Nothing. You'd better stay the hell away from me, or you're going to regret it." I spun around, and stormed off, only to run into Potter.

"You know he's not that bad." Blaise said.

"As what, a person, or a death eater?" I scoffed. "Where is she?" I asked.

"Who?" Blaise blinked, obviously confused by my question.

"Luna." I clarified.

"I don't know. Probably the bloody Ravenclaw tower." He shrugged. "She actually ran off pretty quickly when Flitwick caught us." He blushed, and I wondered if he'd wanted to stay with her longer.

"Just great." I sighed.

I beat her there, and for a moment I was worried, worried that she wouldn't make it again. But I put my thoughts aside. No. She'd promised. She would make it. I set the bath up again, with milk, and honey, and calming potion, hoping that maybe it would help her. If she showed up.

Once again, I disrobed, and slipped into the water. Rather than sitting and waiting for her, this time I decided to start swimming. She would come. She had to. But sitting and waiting wasn't going to do my mind any good.

Eventually, she did come, and despite my assurance that she would, I felt a wave of relief wash over me when I saw her red hair at the door. She smiled at me, before turning to the door and muttering a locking spell. I raised my eyebrows, and she flushed.

"Don't want anyone walking in on us." She said, as she walked over towards me. I made my way to the edge, and sat down under the water. She sat down on the bench for a moment, fingering one of the fluffy towels laying on it.

"You only now thought of locking the door to stop people walking in?" I asked, and she smiled, before shrugging.

"Well, yeah." She said. "I don't know why." She shrugged again, before sighing. "Turn around." She asked. I obeyed, not wanting to do anything against her wishes. I didn't want to scare her off for the world.

While my back was towards her, I heard the soft sound of clothes hitting the floor, before I felt the ripples that spread out towards me to let me know she had entered the water. Instead of turning around straight away, I waited. After a moment, I felt her breasts against my back, and her chin on my shoulder.

"I'm really sorry I didn't make it yesterday." She said, her mouth close to my ear. The feeling of her breath against my neck and ear sent a shiver down my spine, and I wanted to groan deep in my throat. "I did try.. I just..." She stopped, and without her needing to say so I knew that whatever she had been about to say, to explain, she couldn't. Whatever he had done to her, he had made sure she wouldn't be able to get any more help.

But he hadn't planned on me being here.

"It's okay." I said. She moved backwards slightly, giving me room to turn around, and wrap an arm around her shoulder, holding her close to me. For a while that was all we needed. It was remarkably pleasant. Such simple contact. I never would have imagined that just being close to someone would have my dick throbbing, and my heart racing. And then, we started talking.

Small things. We talked about our childhoods. While I wanted to spare her the worst of mine, I didn't want to lie to her. So I told her the truth. The whole truth. The truth no one else but Blaise knew.

She was shocked by the cruelty of my father, and she promised me that he would pay. That made me smile. I had long ago given up hoping that he would pay for what he had done. It didn't even matter to me now whether he did or not, and I wouldn't love Ginny any less if she did, or if she didn't. But just hearing that from her, her absolute surety that she was going to make him pay for what he had done to me, for what he had done to my mother, it made my heart hurt in an entirely unfamiliar way.

It started to grow late, and we knew that we were out after hours. Not that it mattered. We'd spent almost every night out after hours last term. Or, I had, at least. She had, too, to start. If we did get caught, we had a legitimate reason to be out here at this time of night, after all. We were both prefects, and the bathroom was for our use whenever we wanted to use it.

After talking about our childhoods, we lapsed into a silence. It wasn't because we didn't want to talk, or had nothing else to talk about. It was simply because we didn't need to talk. She leaned against me, and I could tell that she was getting tired. She looked like she was about to fall asleep, and I kissed her forehead. Part of me wanted to make sure she went to sleep. I wanted her to have a good nights sleep, to get well rested. The other part of me wanted to make sure she stayed awake. I didn't want her to go back to him in her dreams.

"Draco?" Her voice sounded like honey when she said my name. I had almost thought that she'd dozed off, leaning against me.

"Mmmm?" I asked, feeling utterly content. She pushed away from me, and looked into my eyes.

"Could I please sleep with you tonight?" She asked. At first I was shocked. What had happened to the lovely innocent girl who had told me just yesterday that she was a virgin? She smiled at the odd look that must have crossed my face. "Not like that. I mean actually sleep." I couldn't say no to her.

She wrapped herself up in a bath robe, and seemed almost asleep on her feet. Knowing the likelihood of us running into anyone on our way to the Slytherin common room, I picked her up, and carried her there, along with the bundles that were our clothes. She waited outside for a moment, while I checked that everyone was in bed. Sure that we wouldn't be observed, I carried her through the common room, and into mine.

I laid her down on my king sized four poster bed, and got changed into my pyjamas. She seemed to fall asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, barely conscious as she nestled herself into my blankets. I couldn't help but smile, as I carefully took off her bathrobe.

I noticed her suddenly shaved pussy and frowned. That was different. Why had she decided to shave it? Had she been expecting something else tonight? I lifted her arms and legs carefully, and tugged a spare set of pyjamas over her sleeping body. She was out like a light. I just wished that she didn't have any bad dreams.

With that in mind, I crept into bed, and wrapped my arms around her. She leaned back against me, as though somehow taking comfort from my being here with her, even in her sleep, and let out a soft sigh. Smiling, I kissed the back of her head, covered in bright red hair, and settled down comfortably, falling asleep within moments, as I held her in my arms.

A/N: Everyone boo my computer. Stupid thing decided to stop working one day and then it deleted half a chapter I was working on T_T -boos laptop-