Thank you to everyone who reviewed me! I love ya all! And I know Draco's been a jerk, but I promise he'll get nicer, to Ginny anyway. Unless you don't want me to make him nicer! Anyway, enjoy this chapter! Oh, yeah, I DON'T own Harry Potter!
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Draco had a smirk on his face, as soon as Ginny had said those words.
"Don't know the way out?" he asked. She shook her head. "You'll just have to stay here for the night, then."
"Are you crazy?" she sputtered. "I want to go back to the Gryffindor tower, I don't want to stay the night here."
"Looks like you have no choice," he said, sitting down on the couch. "To prevent some- er- 'late night visits', the Mudblood lover (AN: Dumbledore for all those who don't know), casted a charm on the walls. Which means I can't leave this room after 1 o'clock."
"What did Professor Dumbledore do to the walls?"
Draco shrugged. "I don't know. I guess the walls just move after1 o'clock. Kind of like a maze, you'll never find your way out." (AN: don't ask me how it works.)
"That's great," Ginny said rolling her eyes. "Now how am I suppose to get out?"
"You CAN'T," Draco repeated. "The spell goes away at 6:00 in the morning."
"So are you saying I have to stay, HERE?" Ginny's eyes grew wide.
"Damn Weasley, it's not like it's a cave."
Ginny walked over to the bed and sat down on it. "Fine, if I have to stay here, then I get the bed."
Draco shook his head. "No, you get the couch, and I get the bed."
"Girls shouldn't sleep on a couch, they should get a bed. That's the men's job to sleep on the couch," Ginny said, having no clue why she was joking with him.
"I don't care. A Malfoy NEVER sleeps anywhere else but a bed, and it should be the finest bed, too," Draco said, with an arrogant smile.
"What, did your father teach you that?" Ginny snapped, annoyed at his smile. "No wonder why you don't have a girlfrie-" Ginny bit her lip to stop herself from continuing.
Draco's eyes narrowed dangerously. "I could have any girl I want in this stupid school."
"You mean you could have any girl in this school IF they want you," Ginny corrected.
"You didn't want me, but I still got you, didn't I?" Draco said.
Ginny blushed and didn't say anything. "All right, you can have the bed, I'll sleep on the damn couch," Ginny purposely grabbed two of the softest pillows on his bed and went to the couch, standing there impatiently, waiting for Draco to get up off the couch so she could lay down.
"Aren't you going to get up?" she said to him when he showed no signs of wanting to get up.
He shook his head. "Nah, I'm comfortable right here."
Feeling tired and wanting to slide into warm covers and soft pillows, Ginny sighed. She turned around and made her way back to his bed. "Fine, if you won't move, then I'll take your bed," she drew back the covers and slid in between the heavy, warm sheets. This HAD to be the softest bed that she had ever laid on, Ginny thought as she piled two pillows behind her head. As she moved the pillows, she caught a scent of Draco's cologne. Just the scent sent her senses reeling out of control.
She ignored the smell and laid down, sinking into the soft pillows. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
* * *
Ginny's coughing woke her up. They were loud and harsh sounding. Her throat felt like sandpaper had been rubbing all day against it. She sat up as her coughing grew worse. Her body felt so hot, and her chest began to hurt. A glass was shoved in her hand. She looked up and saw Draco's face by the dim fire light.
"Just take little sips," he said.
She obeyed him, drinking the water between her coughs. The cool water soothed her throat slightly, and her coughing slowly subsided.
"Thanks," she croaked, her voice hoarse.
"That's what you get for jumping in freezing cold water," Draco said, sitting on the chair next to the bed.
"Shut up," she snapped, barely able to raise her voice because her throat was so sore. "Don't you have a potion for me to drink or something?"
He shook his head. "Nope."
Ginny kicked the covers off of her, welcoming the cool air that met her.
"No wonder why you're hot," Draco said, going to his closet. "That damn robe is warmer than hell," he drew out another of his nightshirts and gave it to her.
"Thanks," Ginny said as she got up from the bed. Her foot must've fallen asleep because the next thing she knew, she was falling.
Strong arms caught her, and her face rested against a muscular chest. "Watch it, Weasley. God knows you need any more injuries added," Draco's chest vibrated with his every word.
Ginny blushed. "Sorry," she murmured, trying to stand on her own two feet. Draco supported her with his arms and helped her towards the bathroom. "I can manage perfectly well by myself," she protested.
Draco ignored her as he continued to lead her to the bathroom. Then he gave her a mock bow and closed the door, leaving her to herself. She undressed for the second time that night and put on his nightshirt.
She opened the door and came back out, tossing her robe on the couch in front of the fireplace. "Thanks," she said again as she watched him poke at the logs in the fireplace with the poker. He gave a nod. Ginny headed back to the bed, laying back down. She felt miserable and her throat was still dry. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep again.
* * *
She was cold. Ginny felt around for the sheets, but couldn't find it. A blanket suddenly covered her up. She opened her eyes and saw Draco's back turned to hers. He made his way to the window and stood there, looking to the night sky outside. He remained standing there. Then he turned back to Ginny. Ginny quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"Ginny Weasley," she heard him say softly. "Do you know that I love you?"
Ginny's heart stopped in mid-beat. Her breath caught in her throat and her stomach lurched. Draco loved her? My God, it couldn't be true!
She heard his footsteps drawing close to her, then he knelt down next to her. His hand brushed back a strand of her hair.
"You're the first girl I've ever loved, you know," he said. His breath sent shivers down her spine. "I don't know why I'm telling you this, it's not like you're hearing anything I'm saying. But do you love me?"
Ginny's heart ached at the pain she heard in his voice at his last question.
"No one ever got as close to me as you have. I've never cared for someone as much as I care about you. But damn, you love Potter," his voice grew slightly angry.
She felt his hand caress her cheek, then she felt his arms wrap around her, pulling her into a hug. Her heart beat rapidly. He stayed in that position for a long time until Ginny heard his steady breathing, meaning that he had fallen asleep.
She slowly wrapped her arm around his neck. "Oh Draco," she sighed, her voice full of his same pain. "I love you, too. But I can't tell you, because we don't belong together. It wasn't meant to be."
Ginny felt helpless as she gazed at his peaceful face. Now that she had finally said that a loud, she even felt more helpless.
* * *
The sun shone through the window, waking Ginny up from her sleep. Her throat still felt dry and sore. She looked around the room, seeing Draco coming towards her with a breakfast tray.
"Here's some orange juice," he said as he handed her the glass. Ginny drank down the cool liquid, all the while looking at him. "Your throat might hurt too much to eat the toast, but try anyway."
Ginny shook her head. "No way," she croaked. She had practically lost her voice during the night. "Here's a lesson I'll pass down to my children: Never jump in freezing cold water."
Draco raised his eyebrows slightly. "A well learned lesson, I'm sure?"
Ginny began coughing as she swallowed the bit of toast she had swallowed. "Ugh. I don't think I'll ever be able to eat solid food again. What time is it?"
Draco shrugged. "Around 9 or something."
She sighed. "I get another tardy for Divination. Maybe Madame Pomfrey will write a note excusing from my classes. Well, I better go and get prepared for the ambush of questions I'll get from Harry," she swallowed guiltily. She had always hated women who played two men, and now she was one of them! How was she suppose to juggle her feelings for Harry and Draco? And which one was she going to choose? She knew that the relationship between her and Draco was impossible, but nothing was absolutely impossible!
She slowly got out of bed, making sure this time that her foot had not fallen asleep. She picked up her robes and went into his bathroom and decided to take a bath. She turned on the faucet to cold water and filled the bathtub with bubbles. She undressed and slid into the hot water. She stayed in the tub for at least 10 minutes before she got out and got dressed.
"OK, if you'll only show me the way out, I'll be on my way," she said, coming out of the bathroom.
Draco lead her over to the door and lead her through the passageways and tunnels.
"How can you remember which way to go?" Ginny asked as they turned down a corridor way.
"Good memory, I guess," Draco said, opening a painting of a fairy.
Ginny began to hear voices of the other students as she stepped out of another painting. "Thank you for taking care of me," she told him.
He didn't reply. They stopped and looked at each other. "You can go," he said. "Around this corner is the door to the Great Hall."
"Draco," Ginny bit her lower lip.
Draco tilted her face up towards him. "Don't try to speak, you'll only lose your voice more. Go visit the nurse."
Ginny looked into his gray eyes, but drew away her gaze as she saw something in his eyes that wasn't there before. Without thinking, she stood on her tip toes and gave him a peck on the cheek. Draco caught her around the waist and pulled her close.
"Don't kiss me," Ginny warned. "Or you'll catch my cold."
"It can be easily cured," Draco murmured, and kissed her bottom lip. He let her go and smiled as Ginny touched her bottom lip with her fingers.
She walked around the corner and was met with brilliant sunlight that shone through the high windows. She made her way into the Great Hall, surprised to see students still there. Hermione practically fell out of her seat when she saw Ginny.
"Ginny!" Hermione cried. "Where the hell have you been?" Hermione shoved Seamus Finnigan over to make room for Ginny.
Ginny sat down and shrugged. "I fell asleep in the library," she lied. She was getting good at lying.
"What happened to your voice?" Harry said. He was sitting across from her.
"Genius me went outside in cold weather without a cloak," Ginny lied again. Well really, she HAD gone outside without a cloak so it wasn't all lies.
"What were you doing in the library?" Harry said. "You sound like Hermione."
Ginny looked up and looked at Harry straight in the eyes. She felt tears welling up in her eyes so she looked back at the table. "I wasn't studying, I was cleaning with Dra- Malfoy."
"Were you just about to call Malfoy Draco?" Ron asked, his voice showing shock.
"No!" Ginny said a bit too quickly. She glanced at Harry. He seemed thoughtful as he looked at her. "So, why are you guys here? Why aren't you in class?"
Hermione shrugged. "Professor Dumbledore just said classes were cancelled today. Don't ask me why, he didn't give us a reason."
"Can I see you a minute, Ginny?" Harry said.
Ginny's heart beated in dread as she nodded and got up and followed Harry up to the Gryffindor tower. The common room was deserted but Harry continued to lead her upstairs to his dorm. He closed the door and turned to her.
"Where were you?" he said.
"I told you I was in the library," Ginny said. Oh please don't let him know where I really was! she prayed.
"No you weren't," those words sent a shiver down her spine. "I had to go in the library this morning because I had to return a book, and you weren't there!"
Ginny sat down on the nearest bed, because she thought her knees wouldn't support her any more. "Yes I was," she insisted.
Harry shook his head. "No you weren't. I asked Madame Pince and she said that you left pretty early from detention."
Ginny didn't have anything to say to that, so she remained silent.
"What is going on with you?" Harry asked.
"Nothing," Ginny said quietly. "I left detentions early because I remembered that I had to go and ask Professor McGonagall something and then I came back to the library and started cleaning again. Maybe Madame Pince came when I was gone."
She heard Harry walk towards her. He knelt down. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
She looked into his sweet face. "Sorry for what?"
"For thinking that you were cheating on me," he said. He pulled her into a hug.
Ginny rested her face in the crook of his neck. She just wanted to die right then. He had a right to suspect that she was cheating on her, and he had no idea that his suspicians were right.
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So sorry it took so long! I'm getting MAJOR writer's block! Whether it will go away or not, I do not know. But I sure hope it does! Reviews please! super sailor saturn39
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Draco had a smirk on his face, as soon as Ginny had said those words.
"Don't know the way out?" he asked. She shook her head. "You'll just have to stay here for the night, then."
"Are you crazy?" she sputtered. "I want to go back to the Gryffindor tower, I don't want to stay the night here."
"Looks like you have no choice," he said, sitting down on the couch. "To prevent some- er- 'late night visits', the Mudblood lover (AN: Dumbledore for all those who don't know), casted a charm on the walls. Which means I can't leave this room after 1 o'clock."
"What did Professor Dumbledore do to the walls?"
Draco shrugged. "I don't know. I guess the walls just move after1 o'clock. Kind of like a maze, you'll never find your way out." (AN: don't ask me how it works.)
"That's great," Ginny said rolling her eyes. "Now how am I suppose to get out?"
"You CAN'T," Draco repeated. "The spell goes away at 6:00 in the morning."
"So are you saying I have to stay, HERE?" Ginny's eyes grew wide.
"Damn Weasley, it's not like it's a cave."
Ginny walked over to the bed and sat down on it. "Fine, if I have to stay here, then I get the bed."
Draco shook his head. "No, you get the couch, and I get the bed."
"Girls shouldn't sleep on a couch, they should get a bed. That's the men's job to sleep on the couch," Ginny said, having no clue why she was joking with him.
"I don't care. A Malfoy NEVER sleeps anywhere else but a bed, and it should be the finest bed, too," Draco said, with an arrogant smile.
"What, did your father teach you that?" Ginny snapped, annoyed at his smile. "No wonder why you don't have a girlfrie-" Ginny bit her lip to stop herself from continuing.
Draco's eyes narrowed dangerously. "I could have any girl I want in this stupid school."
"You mean you could have any girl in this school IF they want you," Ginny corrected.
"You didn't want me, but I still got you, didn't I?" Draco said.
Ginny blushed and didn't say anything. "All right, you can have the bed, I'll sleep on the damn couch," Ginny purposely grabbed two of the softest pillows on his bed and went to the couch, standing there impatiently, waiting for Draco to get up off the couch so she could lay down.
"Aren't you going to get up?" she said to him when he showed no signs of wanting to get up.
He shook his head. "Nah, I'm comfortable right here."
Feeling tired and wanting to slide into warm covers and soft pillows, Ginny sighed. She turned around and made her way back to his bed. "Fine, if you won't move, then I'll take your bed," she drew back the covers and slid in between the heavy, warm sheets. This HAD to be the softest bed that she had ever laid on, Ginny thought as she piled two pillows behind her head. As she moved the pillows, she caught a scent of Draco's cologne. Just the scent sent her senses reeling out of control.
She ignored the smell and laid down, sinking into the soft pillows. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
* * *
Ginny's coughing woke her up. They were loud and harsh sounding. Her throat felt like sandpaper had been rubbing all day against it. She sat up as her coughing grew worse. Her body felt so hot, and her chest began to hurt. A glass was shoved in her hand. She looked up and saw Draco's face by the dim fire light.
"Just take little sips," he said.
She obeyed him, drinking the water between her coughs. The cool water soothed her throat slightly, and her coughing slowly subsided.
"Thanks," she croaked, her voice hoarse.
"That's what you get for jumping in freezing cold water," Draco said, sitting on the chair next to the bed.
"Shut up," she snapped, barely able to raise her voice because her throat was so sore. "Don't you have a potion for me to drink or something?"
He shook his head. "Nope."
Ginny kicked the covers off of her, welcoming the cool air that met her.
"No wonder why you're hot," Draco said, going to his closet. "That damn robe is warmer than hell," he drew out another of his nightshirts and gave it to her.
"Thanks," Ginny said as she got up from the bed. Her foot must've fallen asleep because the next thing she knew, she was falling.
Strong arms caught her, and her face rested against a muscular chest. "Watch it, Weasley. God knows you need any more injuries added," Draco's chest vibrated with his every word.
Ginny blushed. "Sorry," she murmured, trying to stand on her own two feet. Draco supported her with his arms and helped her towards the bathroom. "I can manage perfectly well by myself," she protested.
Draco ignored her as he continued to lead her to the bathroom. Then he gave her a mock bow and closed the door, leaving her to herself. She undressed for the second time that night and put on his nightshirt.
She opened the door and came back out, tossing her robe on the couch in front of the fireplace. "Thanks," she said again as she watched him poke at the logs in the fireplace with the poker. He gave a nod. Ginny headed back to the bed, laying back down. She felt miserable and her throat was still dry. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep again.
* * *
She was cold. Ginny felt around for the sheets, but couldn't find it. A blanket suddenly covered her up. She opened her eyes and saw Draco's back turned to hers. He made his way to the window and stood there, looking to the night sky outside. He remained standing there. Then he turned back to Ginny. Ginny quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"Ginny Weasley," she heard him say softly. "Do you know that I love you?"
Ginny's heart stopped in mid-beat. Her breath caught in her throat and her stomach lurched. Draco loved her? My God, it couldn't be true!
She heard his footsteps drawing close to her, then he knelt down next to her. His hand brushed back a strand of her hair.
"You're the first girl I've ever loved, you know," he said. His breath sent shivers down her spine. "I don't know why I'm telling you this, it's not like you're hearing anything I'm saying. But do you love me?"
Ginny's heart ached at the pain she heard in his voice at his last question.
"No one ever got as close to me as you have. I've never cared for someone as much as I care about you. But damn, you love Potter," his voice grew slightly angry.
She felt his hand caress her cheek, then she felt his arms wrap around her, pulling her into a hug. Her heart beat rapidly. He stayed in that position for a long time until Ginny heard his steady breathing, meaning that he had fallen asleep.
She slowly wrapped her arm around his neck. "Oh Draco," she sighed, her voice full of his same pain. "I love you, too. But I can't tell you, because we don't belong together. It wasn't meant to be."
Ginny felt helpless as she gazed at his peaceful face. Now that she had finally said that a loud, she even felt more helpless.
* * *
The sun shone through the window, waking Ginny up from her sleep. Her throat still felt dry and sore. She looked around the room, seeing Draco coming towards her with a breakfast tray.
"Here's some orange juice," he said as he handed her the glass. Ginny drank down the cool liquid, all the while looking at him. "Your throat might hurt too much to eat the toast, but try anyway."
Ginny shook her head. "No way," she croaked. She had practically lost her voice during the night. "Here's a lesson I'll pass down to my children: Never jump in freezing cold water."
Draco raised his eyebrows slightly. "A well learned lesson, I'm sure?"
Ginny began coughing as she swallowed the bit of toast she had swallowed. "Ugh. I don't think I'll ever be able to eat solid food again. What time is it?"
Draco shrugged. "Around 9 or something."
She sighed. "I get another tardy for Divination. Maybe Madame Pomfrey will write a note excusing from my classes. Well, I better go and get prepared for the ambush of questions I'll get from Harry," she swallowed guiltily. She had always hated women who played two men, and now she was one of them! How was she suppose to juggle her feelings for Harry and Draco? And which one was she going to choose? She knew that the relationship between her and Draco was impossible, but nothing was absolutely impossible!
She slowly got out of bed, making sure this time that her foot had not fallen asleep. She picked up her robes and went into his bathroom and decided to take a bath. She turned on the faucet to cold water and filled the bathtub with bubbles. She undressed and slid into the hot water. She stayed in the tub for at least 10 minutes before she got out and got dressed.
"OK, if you'll only show me the way out, I'll be on my way," she said, coming out of the bathroom.
Draco lead her over to the door and lead her through the passageways and tunnels.
"How can you remember which way to go?" Ginny asked as they turned down a corridor way.
"Good memory, I guess," Draco said, opening a painting of a fairy.
Ginny began to hear voices of the other students as she stepped out of another painting. "Thank you for taking care of me," she told him.
He didn't reply. They stopped and looked at each other. "You can go," he said. "Around this corner is the door to the Great Hall."
"Draco," Ginny bit her lower lip.
Draco tilted her face up towards him. "Don't try to speak, you'll only lose your voice more. Go visit the nurse."
Ginny looked into his gray eyes, but drew away her gaze as she saw something in his eyes that wasn't there before. Without thinking, she stood on her tip toes and gave him a peck on the cheek. Draco caught her around the waist and pulled her close.
"Don't kiss me," Ginny warned. "Or you'll catch my cold."
"It can be easily cured," Draco murmured, and kissed her bottom lip. He let her go and smiled as Ginny touched her bottom lip with her fingers.
She walked around the corner and was met with brilliant sunlight that shone through the high windows. She made her way into the Great Hall, surprised to see students still there. Hermione practically fell out of her seat when she saw Ginny.
"Ginny!" Hermione cried. "Where the hell have you been?" Hermione shoved Seamus Finnigan over to make room for Ginny.
Ginny sat down and shrugged. "I fell asleep in the library," she lied. She was getting good at lying.
"What happened to your voice?" Harry said. He was sitting across from her.
"Genius me went outside in cold weather without a cloak," Ginny lied again. Well really, she HAD gone outside without a cloak so it wasn't all lies.
"What were you doing in the library?" Harry said. "You sound like Hermione."
Ginny looked up and looked at Harry straight in the eyes. She felt tears welling up in her eyes so she looked back at the table. "I wasn't studying, I was cleaning with Dra- Malfoy."
"Were you just about to call Malfoy Draco?" Ron asked, his voice showing shock.
"No!" Ginny said a bit too quickly. She glanced at Harry. He seemed thoughtful as he looked at her. "So, why are you guys here? Why aren't you in class?"
Hermione shrugged. "Professor Dumbledore just said classes were cancelled today. Don't ask me why, he didn't give us a reason."
"Can I see you a minute, Ginny?" Harry said.
Ginny's heart beated in dread as she nodded and got up and followed Harry up to the Gryffindor tower. The common room was deserted but Harry continued to lead her upstairs to his dorm. He closed the door and turned to her.
"Where were you?" he said.
"I told you I was in the library," Ginny said. Oh please don't let him know where I really was! she prayed.
"No you weren't," those words sent a shiver down her spine. "I had to go in the library this morning because I had to return a book, and you weren't there!"
Ginny sat down on the nearest bed, because she thought her knees wouldn't support her any more. "Yes I was," she insisted.
Harry shook his head. "No you weren't. I asked Madame Pince and she said that you left pretty early from detention."
Ginny didn't have anything to say to that, so she remained silent.
"What is going on with you?" Harry asked.
"Nothing," Ginny said quietly. "I left detentions early because I remembered that I had to go and ask Professor McGonagall something and then I came back to the library and started cleaning again. Maybe Madame Pince came when I was gone."
She heard Harry walk towards her. He knelt down. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
She looked into his sweet face. "Sorry for what?"
"For thinking that you were cheating on me," he said. He pulled her into a hug.
Ginny rested her face in the crook of his neck. She just wanted to die right then. He had a right to suspect that she was cheating on her, and he had no idea that his suspicians were right.
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So sorry it took so long! I'm getting MAJOR writer's block! Whether it will go away or not, I do not know. But I sure hope it does! Reviews please! super sailor saturn39