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Chapter 5

Ginny POV

I had finally been able to control my legs enough to go back to the common room and was now sitting by the dying fire working on my charms homework. Though I couldn't concentrate much. Draco had said my name. Not Weasley, Red, or any other name he had called me before. Ginny. I swear I died and came back to life when he said my name.

I hadn't meant to say Draco; it just slipped out. I hadn't even noticed it until he pointed it out. Gosh that was so embarrassing. But, now we were on a first name basis, I supposed. I wasn't sure about anything anymore. Well I was sure of one thing, I wouldn't tell him how much I liked him. He probably only liked me as a friend, if that. Maybe he was only being nice.

I sighed and gave up on my homework for now. It was nearly one in the morning and I was tired. I slipped my stuff back into my bag and headed upstairs. Everyone else was asleep so I just slipped into bed and was almost instantly asleep.

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The next morning I was infinitely happy that it was still the weekend. Having spent almost all day on the pitch yesterday, I had gotten little homework done. Though I wished I could still sleep, I quickly showered, dressed, and headed downstairs with my stuff. I sat down at a table to work but quickly realized it was too noisy to work.

So I went to the library but it was little better. So many students were in there that it was hard to find a place to sit and then harder to find the books I needed since most people in there were from my year, doing the same things I was.

Finally I just gave up. I would never be able to work with so many people around me. I grabbed my bag and headed down to breakfast. As I came down the stairs I saw the lake though the open front doors. I bet I would be able to find a quiet spot by the lake, I thought to myself. So I went and grabbed a few pieces of toast and headed outside.

I headed to the nearly hidden spot I called my own. It was the same spot, same tree, Draco and I had sat under that night so many weeks ago. I pulled my cloak tightly around me and got to work on my homework. I was almost done with my charms homework when I heard a voice from behind me say, "You still wear it?"

I looked up to see Draco standing over me. I smiled and blushed. "Yeah," I said softly. "It's really warm and soft."

"Yeah," he said as he sat down next to me. "It's a good cloak. I had gotten it several years ago." He leaned over my shoulder to look at paper.

Feeling him so close, I almost lost my breath. This boy will be the death of me, I thought with an internal giggle. "Yeah," I said, not really able to say more.

"Ick, charms, my worse subject. Good luck on that," he said with a laugh.

"Thanks," I said sarcastically as I picked my paper up again and kept writing. "It's defiantly one of my best subjects." Within minutes I was done. "On to the next one," I muttered with a sigh.

"Lots of homework?" he asked with a laugh.

"You have no idea!" I replied as I pulled out my transfiguration book. "Well, you probably do, actually, since you had your OWLs last year." I laughed and started, again, to write.

With Draco's help, I got all of my homework done in just a few hours. I was grateful to be done before lunch. I pushed my things away from me and lay down under the tree, happy to be done. I closed my eyes and let the sun warm my face.

Draco POV

She looked so beautiful lying under that tree by the lake. A small smile graced her lips and the sun was shining down on her. The picture of perfection. I reached out and lightly ran my fingers along her cheek.

She reacted differently then I expected, leaning into my hand instead of pulling away. It was only then I realized I had betrayed myself. I had told myself I would not let her know my true feeling but here I was, doing just that.

I pulled my hand away from her and started to stand up. "Where are you going?" she asked in a hurt voice. I didn't respond; I just stood up and nearly ran back to the castle. I made it to the one place I could be alone, Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Myrtle was nowhere to be seen.

Everything seemed to catch up to me at once. My life had never been good but now it was worse than ever. I had to kill Dumbledore or I would be killed. I couldn't do it, that much I knew. But I had to try. I had nearly killed an innocent girl in my attempts. She was still in the hospital wing.

My life was crumbling in around me and there was nothing I could do to stop it. The one stability, the one good thing I had going for me was something I shouldn't want. Ginny Weasley. She seemed to share my feelings of friendship but here I was, pushing her away. I couldn't handle this anymore.

I sunk to the floor by a sink and the tears came unbidden. The fear, the guilt, the confusion all seemed to catch up to me as the tears ran down my cheeks. I pulled my legs up and wrapped my arms around them, burring my face in my knees. What was my life becoming?

Ginny POV

Feeling his hand trace my cheek was amazing. It gave me hope that maybe he would feel the same way I did. But then his hand was gone and I could hear him getting up. "Where are you going?" I asked, opening my eyes to see him scrabbling up.

He didn't answer. He just ran towards the castle. It took a second before I could register what happened. What had happened? First we were joking and laughing while he helped me with homework, then when I laid down he touched my cheek so softly, gently, like he really had some feelings for me, and then he was gone, running towards the castle.

I grabbed my bag and followed at a fast walk. What had happened to make him run from me? I had to find him. I had to talk to him. Once I got inside I had no idea where to look. I couldn't go down to his dormitories to look for him so I decided on one place that he might be. He had been crying in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom before; maybe that was where he liked to be alone.

It was unlikely but worth a try. I headed straight for the stairs and up to the second floor. My foot hit the top step and I looked around. There was nobody around and Myrtle's bathroom door was just barely visible at the end of the hall. I slowly walked towards it. What if he didn't want me to be here? Maybe he didn't like me after all.

All of those thoughts, however, flew from my mind when I heard a sob on the other side of that door. Unlike last time, I didn't hesitate. When I opened the door I saw Draco on the bathroom floor, head on his knees, crying.

I dropped my bag by the door and ran over to him. I sank to the floor and wrapped my arms around him and he leaned into me. I could feel his whole body shaking with sobs. "It's ok, it's ok," I murmured softly as I rocked slightly.

His arms wrapped around my waist and he buried his face into my shoulder. I didn't ask questions. I just held him. He didn't pull away so nether did I. He clung to me as if I were his life raft in a stormy sea. Something changed as we sat on that bathroom floor together as he cried. It was a good change and nothing would ever be the same again.

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