" Malfoy? Draco where are you?" She walked around the doorframe peering
around the more or less bare room.
An arm stretched out and wrapped around her waist.
She started to scream but a hand covered her mouth.
" Shhh. It's me. Filch is walking right outside the room." He kept his arms around her and moved them both as far away from the door as possible.
Ginny could feel Draco's breath on the back of her neck. She was getting goose bumps from the heat.
Or maybe being so close?
" He's gone. But he'll be back to lock the doors it about an hour." She turned to face him and nearly fainted.
He was still dressed in green, silk pajama bottoms and a black robe. The robe was loosely tied, revealing his nice, and dare she even think it, naked chest.
She swallowed thickly.
" I need to talk to you. It's just something that was bothering me..."
He nodded, guiding her to a few boxes along the wall opposite the door. She sat on one and he the other.
" It's just, well we get along pretty much okay right? I mean now that I know you're nice sometimes, and you know I won't take your rich-boy attitude," She got a lopsided grin from him when she said that.
" Are we friends, or just teacher and student?" His grin faded and he seemed to give that thought.
" I think we're friends. But in all seriousness, if anyone else we know; knew that, we'd be disowned and teased. Your brother and Harry would think I'd done something to you."
She nodded. " What brought this on at two a.m. anyway?"
" I was just, kind of worried about you. I mean you seem sick, or tired or something. You almost never eat, and you slept through most of our session. I was wondering if you would talk to me about it, but I didn't even know if you considered me a friend...so why would you talk to me. Oh, sorry, I'm rambling. I do that."
' I know.' Out loud he nodded. " It's okay. And I'm not sick. Just having some sleeping trouble. You don't have to worry about me."
' Worry away. I don't mind at all. You'd be the first.'
~~~~~~~~~~~
They talked for at least another half-hour. Draco found out about Ginny's love of classic horrors, and she learned about his fascination with muggle cars.
" Really, only Muggles could come up with some of this stuff. I guess they need to, without magic to do things for them and all."
Ginny nodded in agreement. " My father says the same thing. One of these days he'll get in trouble with the ministry for all the things he does to Muggle items..."
She glanced at his wrist. Eyes widening she pulled the watch to her eyes- dragging Draco along with it.
" It's past three! We have to get to bed...if I get caught Ron will skin me alive!"
He was sorry she had to leave so soon.
" Um, tomorrow, after dinner, meet me here?" He took a breath, " Dress for a hike. I want to show you something."
Before his courage left him he bent and kissed her forehead.
" You'll love it."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
' What has gotten into him? He is acting way out of character.'
Of course that's the point. It's an act. He may not feel bad about what he does, but he doesn't like doing it.
Ginny hummed softly as she approached the portrait hole.
" Hogs feet and teeth."
" Oh dear, aren't you a late one. Go on, to bed with you." The Fat Lady smiled.
" Yes ma'am. Good night."
She stepped through the door and walked into the common room.
" Where have you been?" Ron stood, glaring angrily. Hermoine and Harry stood as well, though they didn't look ready to kill her.
" I couldn't sleep so I went for a walk." She breezed past him. " No I'm tired, we'll talk in the morning. I think you and Harry need to talk any way. I mean, does he even know yet?"
" Do I even know what?" He looked from one of them to the other.
She climbed the stairs with a grin on her face.
An arm stretched out and wrapped around her waist.
She started to scream but a hand covered her mouth.
" Shhh. It's me. Filch is walking right outside the room." He kept his arms around her and moved them both as far away from the door as possible.
Ginny could feel Draco's breath on the back of her neck. She was getting goose bumps from the heat.
Or maybe being so close?
" He's gone. But he'll be back to lock the doors it about an hour." She turned to face him and nearly fainted.
He was still dressed in green, silk pajama bottoms and a black robe. The robe was loosely tied, revealing his nice, and dare she even think it, naked chest.
She swallowed thickly.
" I need to talk to you. It's just something that was bothering me..."
He nodded, guiding her to a few boxes along the wall opposite the door. She sat on one and he the other.
" It's just, well we get along pretty much okay right? I mean now that I know you're nice sometimes, and you know I won't take your rich-boy attitude," She got a lopsided grin from him when she said that.
" Are we friends, or just teacher and student?" His grin faded and he seemed to give that thought.
" I think we're friends. But in all seriousness, if anyone else we know; knew that, we'd be disowned and teased. Your brother and Harry would think I'd done something to you."
She nodded. " What brought this on at two a.m. anyway?"
" I was just, kind of worried about you. I mean you seem sick, or tired or something. You almost never eat, and you slept through most of our session. I was wondering if you would talk to me about it, but I didn't even know if you considered me a friend...so why would you talk to me. Oh, sorry, I'm rambling. I do that."
' I know.' Out loud he nodded. " It's okay. And I'm not sick. Just having some sleeping trouble. You don't have to worry about me."
' Worry away. I don't mind at all. You'd be the first.'
~~~~~~~~~~~
They talked for at least another half-hour. Draco found out about Ginny's love of classic horrors, and she learned about his fascination with muggle cars.
" Really, only Muggles could come up with some of this stuff. I guess they need to, without magic to do things for them and all."
Ginny nodded in agreement. " My father says the same thing. One of these days he'll get in trouble with the ministry for all the things he does to Muggle items..."
She glanced at his wrist. Eyes widening she pulled the watch to her eyes- dragging Draco along with it.
" It's past three! We have to get to bed...if I get caught Ron will skin me alive!"
He was sorry she had to leave so soon.
" Um, tomorrow, after dinner, meet me here?" He took a breath, " Dress for a hike. I want to show you something."
Before his courage left him he bent and kissed her forehead.
" You'll love it."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
' What has gotten into him? He is acting way out of character.'
Of course that's the point. It's an act. He may not feel bad about what he does, but he doesn't like doing it.
Ginny hummed softly as she approached the portrait hole.
" Hogs feet and teeth."
" Oh dear, aren't you a late one. Go on, to bed with you." The Fat Lady smiled.
" Yes ma'am. Good night."
She stepped through the door and walked into the common room.
" Where have you been?" Ron stood, glaring angrily. Hermoine and Harry stood as well, though they didn't look ready to kill her.
" I couldn't sleep so I went for a walk." She breezed past him. " No I'm tired, we'll talk in the morning. I think you and Harry need to talk any way. I mean, does he even know yet?"
" Do I even know what?" He looked from one of them to the other.
She climbed the stairs with a grin on her face.