A/N - Oh, I'm sorry I took this long to post it... and.. one more time, I want to thanks my b*reader, or I must say, my BRAND NEW b*reader? Who is also brazilian, and translates sooooo good and soooooo better than I, that I'm almost calling her my co-author... I just Luv you, Ana! รถ)

Chapter 3: A day too long

Draco was having lunch, sitting in his usual place at the Slytherin table, between Crabbe and Goyle. Suddenly he heard a loud snap, followed by some muted noises and the sound of the voice he was longing to hear. Draco? Can you hear me? He glanced at the Gryffindor table, but didn't see her. Ginny? Is that you?

Yeah, it's me. I'm in the Winter Room. Can you come here? We need to talk..

Oh... I guess. Have you eaten yet?

No. I'm not hungry.

Don't be silly, I'll bring you something to eat.


Snap. Goyle was watching Draco, looking scared.

"Draco, are you ok? You're... you're... looking kind of weird... staring at nothing"

"Nothing is happening. I'm fine. "

"So.. ok!" and Goyle went back attacking his lunch with manners that would make a pig proud.

Draco discretely wrapped a slice of pie in a napkin, and put the tiny package in his robe pocket. After filling his glass with pumpkin juice, he walked out of the room as calmly as he could.

In the winter room, Ginny was sitting on he floor, staring anxiously at the door. Suddenly, she heard footsteps on the other side of the door. She was about to get up when whoever was outside spoke.

"No, Ron... not here..." whispered a girly voice.

"Oh, Mione... hmm... please..."

"Ron? Mione? What are you doing?" said Ginny, opening the door. The kissers broke off their embrace, leaving Ginny starring at a very red Hermione and a disheveled Ron.

"Ginny?!?" they yelled, together.

"What hell is going on?"

"Oh... mm... it's not what you're thinking.." muttered Ron, scared.

Hermione gave him a dirty look. "Ginny isn't stupid, you know. Look, Ginny, Ron and I ... we're dating... but...we really don't want Harry to know just yet." said Hermione, trying her best to look serious. "You understand, don't you?"

"Mm... that's ... that's all right..." Ginny said, while was thinking in Draco coming... if Ron saw him... "I won't tell Harry a thing."

"So... thanks... and...Good Bye" muttered Hermione.

"Bye sis!" said Ron, catching Hermione's hand and dragging her out of the room.

As soon as they were gone, Draco run into the room.

"Ginny, did I really hear that???"

"Oh... the Mione, Ron and Harry thing? Yeah, I've known about it for a while, they didn't think I'd notice.

"And why can't the Potter Hero know it?" asked Draco, sitting, putting the pie and the glass in front.

"Mm.. I don't really know. Maybe he likes her too..."

"Wow, just wait till I tell the Slytherins!!!!" his silver eyes were shining...

"Don't even think about it, Draco. Seriously, they would kill me." muttered Ginny, starting to eat her pie.

"If I promise not to tell, would you forgive me for yesterday?" He suddenly looked very interested in his shoes. Apologies obviously didn't come easy for Draco.

Ginny smiled, and lifted his chin to make him look into her eyes.

"Only if you forgive me too, Malfoy..." She said the name playfully, now knowing how much he prized his individuality, much more than the harsh labels his family name entailed.

They smiled.

"I missed you very much, Ginny... I had this awful dream..." Draco was looking very into her brown eyes, and she was felt herself blushing.

"It can't have been as awful as mine..."

They finished lunch hurriedly, as Draco had to go to his Arithmancy class. Ginny had to go to her DADA class. They agreed to meet by the lake in the evening, both amazed at whatever was happening to them, at the strong bond that formed between them so fast and naturally that it felt as if it had always been there.

Ginny entered the DADA classroom wearing a dreamy expression. Draco wore a similar expression going to Arithmancy, scaring the hell out of some Hufflepuffs by actually smiling at them. No one noticed when they stared blankly ahead.

Ginny, hi!

Draco, I'm in the middle of class...

Oh, sorry about that...

Well, what is it?

Oh, it's silly, I just wanted to know if we could have dinner there, I can take some food I have up in my dorm. I want to be with you, not staring at you from across the hall!

Maybe, Draco maybe. Bye now, and pay attention to class!

Bye Gin!


"Draco... Draco!" Goyle whispered, " Have you finished your exercises yet?"

"Yeah, catch!" he said, pushing a piece of parchment covered with numbers to him.

Classes seemed to go on forever. They both felt that the day had developed a few extra hours. When Ginny finally arrived, Draco had already stretched his cloak on the ground, and scattered some every flavor beans and chocolate frogs all around the cloak. She put the juice she'd brought along down, and Draco conjured glasses.

"Wow, what took you so long? I was beginning to think that I would die here, alone, waiting for you to show up." Draco muttered, tenderly.

"Don't be silly, I had to get the juice..." said Ginny, sitting down beside him.

"How was your day?" He asked, lying back and looking at her.

She smiled. Though she had heard that question often enough, it was the fist time she felt someone really cared for the answer.

"Well.. today I..."




Next chapter: A little heart is broken... our bad!Pansy shows her fellings... a dead, but no rotten body is found, and... some House-Elves!
Again, I beg you, review...And sorry about my poor English (not so bad, now I get this amazing b*r, thanks again Ana!), I write quite well in Portuguese... if you can understand it, go to the Portuguese Version, that's finished already