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Unknown voice: Excuse me.

Me: What?

Unknown voice: Would you please inform me of what you are doing.

Me: Who are you?! And where is your voice coming from?!?!

Unknown voice: I'm your brain.

Me: No your not! My brain is quiet!

Brain voice: I was quiet till now. Now I am finally free!!

Me: NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

Brain voice: MWAHAHAHA!

Me: *twitch* cow…

Fixed!

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Now… Ok everyone, I must say, this chapter took forever to figure out. I didn't know how to go about it to lead in the direction it needs to go. So before you read on just promise me one thing, don't hate me.

That being said:

Chapter 6

Draco POV

I didn't know why Ginny came and found me but I was glad she did. I was embarrassed for her to see me like this but when she put her arms around me I realized that it didn't matter. I didn't know what to think or expect anymore.

I cried for what felt like hours as she held me. I had been holding so much in and now that the dam had broken, there was no holding it back. She didn't ask questions or anything. She just held me and let me cry myself out. I was grateful that she didn't seem to mind sitting on a bathroom floor while I cried.

Finally my tears ran dry and let go of her. She let me go but kept a hand on my leg. Just that small contact was comforting. "Are you okay now?" she asked softly.

I nodded and quickly wiped my eyes with my sleeve. "I'm sorry you had to see that," I said quietly. I looked down at her hand that rested on my leg.

"I didn't mind," she said, tilting my head up so I was looking at her. "I would ask what was wrong but I don't think you would tell me." She smiled slightly and stood up.

"It's not that I wouldn't tell you," I said quickly. "I couldn't even if I wanted to." Yet again, she didn't ask questions. She walked over to a sink and grabbed some paper towels and wet them down.

Kneeling back down in front of me, she gently wiped the tears that lingered on my face. The cold felt good and I took a deep breath. She smiled and got up to throw the paper towels away and grab her bag. I thought she was going to leave but she picked it up and walked back over to me. "I know I have one here somewhere," she murmured to herself as she dug though her bag. "Ah! Here it is." She pulled a water bottle out of her bag and handed it to me. "Drink."

I took the water and took a drink obediently. "Thanks," I said as I handed it back to her. She took it and slipped it back into her bag. Then she sat down in front of me and put her hands over mine. I looked up into her eyes and I could see that the same confusions that were swirling around in my mind were reflected in her eyes.

I took a deep breath and leaned in to kiss her. She closed her eyes and leaned into me too. Right as our lips were about to meet, Moaning Myrtle showed up screaming. Ginny jumped and turned to see Myrtle floating behind us. "Don't you respect me at all? How could you be doing this in my own bathroom? Just because I'm not here does not mean you can defile my bathroom!" she screamed.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. I turned to see Ginny holding back giggles. She looked back at me and finally the laughter broke free and we both collapsed on the floor laughing. Myrtle, having finally had enough, zoomed back down her u-bend.

When our laughter subsided Ginny stood up. "I'm going up to drop my things in my dormitory before I go down to lunch," she said as she picked up her bag. She bit her lip and watched as I stood up.

She turned and started for the door but I grabbed her hand. She spun around and looked into my eyes. I leaned in and kissed her. She gasped but soon melted into the kiss. It was like heaven, feeling my lips move so perfectly with hers. It was like we were made for each other. When we pulled apart I rested my forehead on hers, both of us trying to catch our breath. "This is wrong," I said quietly. "We shouldn't like each other."

"I know," she said sadly. "But we do, and that's what matters. No matter the odds we face, there is always a way." Her lips gently brushed mine. I swallowed hard and nodded. This would make my life difficult, but it was a difficulty I was willing to face. "Bye, Draco," she said softly as she pulled away.

I reluctantly let go, my hand stay on her arm until she was out of reach. "Goodbye, Ginny."

Ginny POV

Kissing him had been better than I had dared imagine. All of the boyfriends I had ever had before had never kissed me like that. So much passion and abandonment. Never had it felt so right. I felt like I was floating on a cloud as I made my way up to the dormitories to put my finished homework up.

Luck wasn't on my side when I got back upstairs though. Ron was in the common room with Harry and Hermione. "Where have you been?" Ron asked, sounding much too like Mum for my liking.

"Homework," I said simply, holding my bag up. I rolled my eyes and headed toward the stairs to my dormitory. I almost started laughing when I saw Hermione nod approvingly.

"You are flushed! You don't get flushed from doing homework!" he nearly screamed. People were starting to look over at us.

I sighed and tried to calm him down. The last thing I needed was my big brother to know that I liked Draco Malfoy. He wouldn't understand. "I was outside by the lake doing my homework. It's cold outside. I'm just pink from the cold, Ronald," I said, sounding exasperated.

When I got upstairs I let myself fall back onto my bed. It was barely past noon but I was exhausted from the emotional outpouring today. All I wanted to do was sleep. But my stomach protested at the thought and I was forced to sit back up. "At least my homework's done," I muttered to myself. I couldn't help but smile when I thought back to Draco helping me with my homework.

I knew that what I felt for him was wrong. He was a Malfoy. I should hate him with every fiber of my being. But for some reason beyond my control, that had switched. I couldn't explain it. I couldn't explain why just hearing his name made me smile, why the sound of his voice made my day, why I wanted to spend every waking minute with him. It made no sense. But love didn't have to make sense.

Wait, love? I thought to myself. Love. I smiled and shook my head. Maybe.

Draco POV

It was only when I was back in my dormitory when I realized that I was sitting on my bed, homework on my lap, doodling her name over and over on my transfiguration essay. I looked down at the paper in front of me and shook my head really fast. What was I doing? I erased the doodles and put my head in my hands.

I sighed in frustration. Then it all seemed to come into clear view. I had just kissed Ginny Weasley. Bloody hell. I had kissed a Weasley. The shock and disgust was quickly replaced with a happy feeling when I thought back to that kiss. I shook my head to clear it and stood up, my books falling to the floor.

My god, what was I going to do? I couldn't like a Weasley! It's a disgrace! I paced across the room for a good ten minutes before the door opened. I sighed and sat back down, picking my essay and books back up off the floor.

"You okay mate?" Blaise asked as he sat down on his bed across from me. With a quick flick of his wand the doors were locked and the room soundproof.

I just shook my head and let my head fall back against the headboard. I didn't even care about the pain that came with the thud.

"Taking that as a no. What is it? Tell me or you know I will find out by other means," Blaise said, his brow wrinkling as he gazed at me. I just shook my head and he sighed. I closed my eyes but felt him set down next to me.

"Don't you know when you aren't wanted?" I asked in my best attempt at a bored tone, but Blaise saw thought it at once. I could never hide my emotions from him. He was the only one I showed them too in the first place, besides a few times with Ginny. He was truly my best friend, my only friend, but he got annoying at times.

"Yeah, but what do I care?" He shrugged and relaxed on my bed. I looked over at him and got up and sat on my trunk. "Come on, Draco, tell me."

I felt his hand rest on my shoulder and couldn't help but think back to Ginny. Her small hand wiping the tears from my face, her soft lips, her… No! I thought furiously. "Nothing to tell," I said shortly.

"This is about the she-weasel, isn't it?" he asked quietly.

I was temporarily stunned. I shook my head and quickly regained my composure. "I have no idea what you are talking about, Zabini," I drawled casually.

"Like hell you don't," he said seriously. "I'm not stupid. I'm actually quite amazingly smart." I shot him a glare that would have made any first year pee themselves but he just laughed.

"What would make you think that I would have anything to do with that filthy little blood-traitor?" I asked with a roll of my eyes. Being able to hide my real emotions was very useful at times.

"Because she has your cloak," Blaise answered simply. "You wouldn't have just thrown that one away. I remember when you got that for your birthday a few years back. It's your favorite." He shrugged like it was nothing that he figured that out. He was probably the only one to notice it, though. Most people didn't pay much attention to me.

I tried to shrug it off but he wouldn't take it. After a few minutes of his "Tell me" and my "Go away" I gave up. "Fine!" I yelled at him. "So what if I gave her my cloak?"

"Why did you?" he asked seriously.

I gave up. There was no way to keep it from him anyway. "She was cold," I said simply, trying to sound as if I didn't care.

"When?" he prodded.

"A few weeks ago, I guess," I said with a sigh.

"You like her," he stated simply. He didn't ask if I liked her, he told me I did. God, this boy was psychic or something.

I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Why would I like the little Weasley?" I scoffed.

"Well," he said with a thoughtful look. "She isn't half bad looking. She grew over the summer. Nice body…" he trailed off with a smirk. He shook his head and continued. "She's more assertive now. She doesn't run when someone looks at her mean anymore. In fact, that bat-boggy hex she uses is something even I wouldn't want to risk being on the end of."

The way he described her made me want to hex him. I felt some unfamiliar emotion flare inside of me. I tired to cover it up and said, "Well if you fancy her so much why don't you go snog her?" I rolled my eyes but that emotion flared again at the thought of Blaise snogging her.

"So does she return these feelings you claim to not have for her?" he asked as if I hadn't spoke.

"As much as the idea of that filthy blood-traitor liking me disturbs me, I guess I can't blame her if she does. I am, after all, the most amazing-looking guy in the school," I drawled, hopping to get Blaise to drop it.

"As much as you wish you were best looking, sorry to break it to you but that would be me," Blaise laughed. For a second I thought he would finally let it drop but his next words proved otherwise. "So what are you going to do?"

"About what?" I drawled, standing up and picking my bag up off the bed and putting it on my trunk.

"Don't play dumb with me, Draco." He sighed and poked me with his wand.

"I honestly have no idea," I said, turning towards him, and he looked hopeful I was finally admitting he was right (which I had no intention of doing) until I finished my sentence, "what you are talking about."

He sighed and poked me again. "Why do you have to be so stubborn?" he asked with a sigh as he got up.

"I am not," I protested, happy that he seemed to have given up.

"Yes you are," he said simply before leaving the room, taking the charms off as he went.

I slumped down on my bed. "What now?" I asked myself quietly. I knew what I had to do, though. I had to make it clear to Ginny that I hated her, even if that may not be the case. Much as it hurt me, it would be safer this way, easier. To have emotions for others was stupid, for it would get you killed. If he knew about it, he was sure to exploit it to cause me pain and likely kill her.

"The best for both of us," I muttered with a heavy heart. I didn't like it, but I could control my emotions. She would never know I was lying. I would break her heart, I knew, but it had to be done. I would not let myself like Ginny Weasley, or at least not let her know I did.

Yet again, please don't hate me. I did this for a reason and it will not be this depressing for long. It will get better. Just stick around and see what happens =D What did you think of my bringing Blaise in? He totally rocks almost as much as Draco! If you have any questions for me, about this story or just a random question, I will be answering them in my bottom A/N each chapter.

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