Here comes chapter seven! Sorry for the long wait. Thanks to all my dedicated reviewers (all ten of you. *cough cough* more reviews)

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Chapter seven: The Execution and the Heartbreak

Draco sat on his bed, his face in his hands, trying to forget the past hour. Pansy had just left, her lipstick smeared and her hair disheveled. Malfoy still had crimson stains around his mouth, and he groaned in frustration. If only it didn't have to come to this, Draco getting what he wanted but at a horrible price. Sure, he had dated many girls at the same time, and he and Ginny were not even together. But it just didn't feel right, making out with Pansy. All he could see was Ginny's pleading face in the back of his mind, taunting him.

Snap out of it! This girl is making you want to be... a good person? Malfoy couldn't stand the though of it. He couldn't turn soft, not now, not ever. But he had to see her again. Waiting for Pansy to ask Cho about the plan seemed to take forever... Draco crossed to his dresser. He opened the first drawer and brought out a quill and some parchment, and he began to write.

The Plot Thickens!!!

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Ginny sighed as she flopped onto her bed in her room. She had just left Harry's room, after a long make- out session. He was a good kisser, but a little too... nice? Yes, that was it. He was too nice. She liked to be roughed around a bit. That was how her admirer kissed her. She longed to hear from him again so they could meet. But things were going quite well, nevertheless. She would have had a hard time choosing between the three. It was so much easier this way.

Hmm. I have Harry, and I obviously have the heart of that lustful admirer of mine. Now the only one left is the bad boy. But to capture him...

She looked at her watch. An hour until dinner. She would have to hurry. She raced to the bathroom to get ready.

53 minutes and 47 seconds later...

Almost done... must hurry... Ginny thought as she put on her strawberry lip-gloss. She was completely ready for dinner. She was wearing a crimson halter-top and a black miniskirt. She had on bamboo sandals (A/N my fave!) and a toe ring. Her eyes had a bit of black eyeliner on the top and bottom rims, and a natural blush colored her cheeks. Her hair was in a messy bun. She looked the part, now to execute the plan.

She put on her well fitting robe, still letting her clothes show, and headed down to the great hall.

It was an understatement to say that Ginny got attention from the students at the Great Hall. She usually dressed down for dinner, wearing sweats and a tank top, so this was definitely new. But everyone was looking at her tonight, a rare few being the exception. Well, every male in the room.

Ginny could tell it was working. She strode over to the Gryffindor table, but took the long way, making sure to pass right by Malfoy as she went. He was talking to Crabbe when he saw her. He stopped. And stared. But she walked right past him, raising one eyebrow and with a smirk on her face.

"Hello, Gorgeous." Harry said as she made her way towards him.

"Hello." She began to pile food on her plate, smiling. I should wear my regular clothes to dinner more often, she said to herself.

"What are you wearing!" Ron spluttered as he saw her.

"Clothes. You should try them sometime. They're actually quite accommodating."

"You look like a whore! God, you couldn't embarrass the family name more if you took your top off."

"Calm down, Ron. It's just a halter top. And a cute one at that Gin. Where'd you get it?" Hermione asked Ginny as they continued their dinner. Ron just scowled.

As they left the Great Hall after their meal, Harry was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Harry?" She asked Parvarti, who was walking past her.

"He was talking with Cho a minute ago. I dunno. Probably back to his dorm already." Ginny was anxious for a moment, then calmed down. They're probably just talking.

Meanwhile, Hermione was lecturing Ron about his protectiveness over Ginny. Ron looked over to Ginny with a pleading look on his face. She raised her arm and flicked her wrist in a fast downward motion, the mouthed to Ron "Whipped!" He said nothing, but she ran ahead, sensing a death glare coming soon.

As she was jogging, she was grabbed harshly on the arm by none other than Malfoy.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" she asked roughly.

"What's with the slut outfit, Weasley? Hitting the town later or late for your next client?"

"Listen. Malfoy. You're a dick. Now tell me what you want, leave, or I'll knee you in the groin. Your decision. What's it gonna be?" Malfoy looked a little surprised, but his expression was quickly hidden by his smirk.

"So it's that way, huh? Okay. I'll tell you. I'm here because— " Suddenly, Ginny heard someone whisper behind her,

"Empisima Dorma!" She was asleep before she hit the ground.

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Malfoy smiled as he sat on his bed. Everything was going to plan. The sleeping curse Pansy used was timed perfectly. He looked to Ginny, fast asleep on his bed. He stroked her hair lightly. She would be waking up in any minute...

"Mmmph." Ginny murmured as she stirred. She slowly opened her eyes, still perfect in their made-up state. She saw

Malfoy, looked at the room, adorned with green and silver, and let out a small shriek.

"What is this? Why? Oh my god!" She headed towards the door. He grabbed her around the waist and turned her around.

"Not so fast Weasley. Aren't you going to thank me for what I did?"

"Just like I should thank you for insulting me for every day you saw me in the hallway? And for cornering me in the corridor on the train? And calling me a slut a few hours ago? Oh, sure, I forgive you. Do you really think this one petty good deed will cover all the pain you caused? You're an idiot and a little snotty momma's boy. Step down, bitch." (A/N that's for you Olivia!)

Then she slapped him in the face and left him in his room, too shocked for words.

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Tears flowed down Ginny's cheeks as she ran down the corridor, lost (mentally and physically). She had no idea how to get to the Gryffindor common room from Slytherin house. She finally made it, and fell sobbing onto the sofa in front of the fire. She didn't see Ron sitting across from her, looking somberly into the fire.

"Gin," he said ever so softly, but she heard him. There was no one else in the common room.

He came over and sat next to her.

"I'm sorry Gin. I didn't mean... you're too beautiful, and I hate to see you hurt. No guy deserves you. You're too good for them all." Ginny could tell Ron thought she was crying over what he had said at dinner.

"It's okay, Ron." She went over and sad on his lap, half hugging him.

"I love you, little sis."

"I love you too." They sat their, both crying, the flames of the fire slowly dying down.

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After talking to Ron for a bit, Ginny went up to Harry's dorm to see where he was after dinner and what was up with Cho. She knocked on the door, and heard nothing in return but muffled speaking and low voices. She knocked again, then entered.

"Harry?" It was time for Ginny to shriek again. Harry was on his bed, shirt off, making out with Cho Chang, who was in her bra. Harry looked up and pulled away from Cho.

"Gin?"

"My name is Virginia." And with that she stormed out of the room. Cho was smiling.

OOH! So sorry for the cliffie, but it was so tempting, and I just couldn't resist. I think that was a quite nice little sibling bond there at the end, don't you? Read and review, everyone!