Ginny was quite delighted to find that Malfoy did in fact stay for a bit after he finished with her. Of course she hadn't had time to read counter charm or anything but as Draco dozed off Ginny got a chance to do some very simple magic, just to make sure wasn't to rusty to perform the difficult counter charm. Ginny quietly crept out of bed making sure not to wake Draco. He stirred just a bit when she climbed over him but appeared to go right back to sleep. First she grabbed her robes and pulled them over her own head. His robes were lying about five feet from the bed where Ginny had thrown them forty-five minutes ago. She picked them up and the wand fell out of wherever Draco had stored it causing a dull thud to echo across the room. Her eyes widen in shock and horror but darted to Draco to see he was still lying peacefully where he had been before. She grabbed the wand before she could change her mind and hurried to the bathroom.

"Lumos," she said and to her great delight the wand lit up. It felt so good to be doing magic again. "Nox." The wand went dark. "Accio soap!" and the little bit of soap near the sink flew to her hands. Ginny let out the smallest giggle of delight at the tingling warmth in her fingers from doing magic again and then a wide Cheshire Cat grin spread across her face at the thought of getting out. Surly she could be home in a week at most. Draco came to visit her almost everyday it would be easy enough to get the wand again.

With a disappointed sigh, Ginny tiptoed back to bed replacing Malfoy's wand on the way. As she tried to climb back over Malfoy without waking him up, she sincerely wished she had thought to topple of him towards the door instead of the wall. She succeeded, however she must have disrupted him enough to make a difference because only a minute after she slid her arm back around his lean torso he groggily opened his eyes. He looked at her, running his fingers from her hand all the way up her arm, past her shoulders and onto her face.

"Mmmm," he said lazily as his fingers brushed a few stray tendrils away from her eyes, "What a lovely afternoon nap. I dare say I should tire myself out more often." Ginny forced herself to blush. "You look cute when you blush." Draco said. Ginny was taken aback. It was pretty obvious that Malfoy found her attractive. Why else would she be lying here naked in bed with him? But that comment was something a little deeper. How often had she pictured Harry quirking his head to the side and saying something like that, "You know Ginny, you're really cute when you laugh." and then he'd smile slyly and look away. 'You look cute when you blush.' went beyond sexual urges it was almost- there was really no other word for it- sweet. "Gin," he said still looking at her.

"Mmm-hmm?"

"Do you miss your home?" A mini battle took place deep within Ginny's subconscious while her face remained the same. What would she do? Tell the truth about how she missed everything and everyone, or lie and say not really, she got teased all the time anyways.

"I miss- the noise." she said slowly to stall.

"The noise?"

"Yes, it's just so quiet here."

"So your house is very noisy?"

"Oh yes, what with the twins' goal being to find a new way to blow things up daily, and with seven of us at home it's never quiet. Add that to the ghoul up in the attack I think we have about five minutes of silence in the dead of night, and that's only in December when the ghoul visits his second cousin two towns over."

"How on earth do you live with so much noise?" Draco asked wrinkling his nose as if Ginny had suggested her house was made of dragon dung and she missed the smell of it.

"It's fun," she said without thinking. She had the feeling Draco didn't really like her as her 2D-follow-Draco-in-whatever-he-does self not the 3D-I'm-a-real-person self. She turned onto her back and Malfoy's fingers fell from her cheek to play with her hair spread out on the pillow, "there's always something to do," she explained, "I don't see how you make it through summer with no one to talk to."

"I have my ways," he grinned wickedly at her. She decided to ignore it. An idea was forming in her head. Malfoy seemed to a bit more human today. Perhaps if she said how much she missed everyone and started to sob on his bare chest he would find her even more hopeless and she could elicit some sympathy from him. "Well we both know how I keep entertained during the summer. What do you do?"

"Lots" she said with a tiny smile and decided the idea was indeed a good one, "We play Quiditch all the time, and at the end of the summer when Harry comes they all practice and gloat about how Gryffindor is going to win the cup. I miss that, and I miss Mum yelling at the twins, and I even miss Percy telling us about all the 'exciting' things going on at the ministry, and watching what food I accept from Fred and George, and teasing Ron about Hermione," she started talking faster her voice getting more and more teary by the second, "and- and," she faltered and threw her hands over her face and started to weep uncontrollably. She leaned her body against Malfoy's, spreading her long red curls over his chest. Years of gentleman training brought Malfoy's arms around her, to hold her small form still being rocked by sobs she was apparently trying to contain.

"Shhhh" he cooed, "I'm sure they miss you too." Ginny was so surprised by Malfoy's ability to be soothing she almost forgot to cry.

Draco Malfoy observed the crying figure of Ginny Weasley and how her naked body was pressed temptingly up to his.

"Shhh..." he said quietly, "calm down. It'll be okay." Suddenly he went rigid. What was he doing? Gentleman or not, he wasn't supposed to comfort Virgin Weasley! Especially when her feelings revolved around missing the family he had stolen her from. He wanted to treat her like a pet, and a pet wasn't cooed at when it wanted to run away. He pushed her bluntly off him and rose from the bed. Blankly he gathered his robes and pulled them over her head. He left the room without even looking back.

"D-Draco, wh-where are you going?" he heard Ginny sniffling but the once-again-cold-hearted Draco Malfoy didn't look back.

A/N: I had a few reviews saying that Ginny is Out Of Character. I'm not too sure about that. The books are in Limited Third Person narrative meaning that we only see what Harry sees. Ginny has a huge crush on Harry making her drop things whenever he's around. I think Ginny is actually somewhat outgoing, just a bit star struck when she's around Harry because Ginny steals the Tom Riddle's diary back from Harry's room when she sees him with it and because Ron says that Ginny, "never usually shuts-up".

Another quick note: I started writing this chapter and it took a different turn then I wanted it to so I went back and changed it. If any really wants to read the original version, email me (celestialangelxv@hotmail.com) and I'll send it to you. Be warned, it's not proofread and it sort of just stops when I realized it sucked.