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Draco awoke, still on top of Ginny. He was afraid his weight was crushing her but he couldn't make himself roll off of her. He didn't want the separation. Thinking about what he'd done earlier terrified him. He couldn't even imagine what would've happened if he'd actually committed the act. He didn't want to think about it but he forced himself to. He thought about his motives. He'd lost control because seeing Ginny with another guy had been more than he could handle. He loved her desperately and was scared of losing her.

            Jake was now on his hit list. Draco was going to avenge Ginny. No one could treat her like that and get away with it. He wouldn't let that happen. Draco was consumed by so many fears; looking down at Ginny he was suddenly terrified she'd never want to see him again. He studied her face thoroughly, trying to memorize it in case she put him out of her life forever.

            Ginny awoke to the sensation that she was being watched. Slowly she opened her eyes and found herself staring straight into Draco's mournful gray ones. Hesitantly she smiled at him. Considering what they'd just shared, she knew she shouldn't feel shy, but she did.

            "You know, I don't deserve that smile." Draco told her solemnly while he searched her eyes for any sign of loathing or regret.

            "Lots of times in life, people get what they don't deserve." Ginny meant it jokingly but she saw Draco's expression and regretted it.

            "Trust me, I know." Draco rolled off her and Ginny instantly missed his weight on hers. She also missed the way he filled her so completely, now she felt empty.

            "I didn't mean that, I was joking." She turned on her side to face him. He remained on his back, staring at the ceiling.

            "I meant it. What I did was no better than Jake."

            "Wrong. What you did was entirely different. You were, in some strange twisted way, motivated by love. Jake wasn't. And you stopped, he never would have." Ginny ran her finger down the side of his face and in a pleading voice she told him, "Draco you would never hurt me. Never, I know that. I trust you and I believe in you more than I've ever believed in anything."

            Draco's hand curled into a fist at his side and Ginny knew he was still mad at himself. "Ginny, I never should have started...that. That's something my father would do. Can you honestly tell me you still want to be with me?" His voice didn't betray much emotion but Ginny could see that he was scared of her answer.

            She slipped her hand into his, "Absolutely." Draco looked over at Ginny. The intensity of his gaze startled Ginny.

            "Ginny, whatever happens between us and whatever happens with everyone around us, Thank you."

            "You're welcome. What are you thanking me for?" Draco continued to look at her with an unwavering gaze that was filled with so many different emotions it took Ginny's breath away.

            A smile broke Draco's serious face. "For being you." There was so much more that Draco wanted to say, so many things he wanted to tell her but he wasn't ready yet. He still didn't have all his own emotion worked out to try and begin to explain them to Ginny.

            The next day, after a slightly awkward goodbye with Ginny the day before, Draco was in Quidditch practice. He was trying to stop thinking about the gorgeous Virginia Weasley, and focus on practice but he couldn't. A bludger whizzed past his head bringing him back to reality.

            He looked around at his teammates. None of them, although belonging to Slytherin, struck him as particularly evil but they weren't good either. He wasn't good and right now he felt evil. He understood that Ginny wasn't mad at him, and that she forgave him, but could he forgive himself?

            Around Ginny, he actually felt normal. His behavior earlier scared him. It was something his father would have done and had done before, more than once. It wasn't something Draco ever thought himself capable of doing. A second bludger flew by him, narrowly missing his arm. He really needed to focus on practice, before he lost an essential body part.

            Draco couldn't focus on the game and he loved Quidditch. Not as much as Potter, or Weasley, but he loved the game. Never in his life had he not been able to focus on Quidditch because he was thinking about a girl. Previously he was always able to shove them away and forget about them but he couldn't do that with Ginny.

            Yesterday he hasn't even used a condom; he'd done it knowing Ginny wasn't on the pill. No protection. None. The part about that that frightened him the most was that he didn't even care! In fact, on some level maybe he wanted to get her pregnant. Then she'd always be with him, she'd always be his. They'd have a child and that's a bond more scared than family or friends. His father might hate the Weasley's and the child but the child would in some way bring him pride. A bragging point for Lucius, who wasn't immune to wanting to see grandchildren. Lucius desperately wanted them as an assurance that he would in some way, however small, live on.

            Realistically he knew children complicated things and they were far too young to have a family, but an odd sensation came over him when he thought about Ginny pregnant, all big and swollen with their child. Their child, his and hers. An exhilarating mixture of pride, joy and overwhelmingly love swallowed him when he thought about it. He smiled a little knowing that, hopefully, someday, Ginny would bear their children.

            "Hermione?" Ginny called to Hermione who was sitting on a blanket reading. It was an amazing day, such and amazing day that many of the students migrated to the outdoors to do their work.

            "Hello Gin!" Hermione called fondly as she looked up from her book and closed it.

            "It's so wonderful out here today, isn't it?" Ginny asked as she sat down.             "Mmm...amazing."

            "Where's Ron? I would've thought you two would be together." Ginny was trying to figure out how to talk about Draco without seeming desperate.

            "Oh, he's somewhere. I'm not really sure." Hermione shrugged. "Quidditch practice maybe."

            "No, Draco's practicing. I mean Slytherin is practicing right now." Ginny hastily tried to cover herself.

            "You can say his name Ginny. I know all about you two. Well...not ALL about, but that's only because you haven't told me." Hermione waited and when Ginny didn't comment she continued, "Ginny, I'm not going to judge or condemn you. I've known you long enough to realize you're intelligent about things. You can talk to me, you know?"

            "Yeah, I do." Ginny nodded. "Yesterday," and Ginny proceeded to tell Hermione all the events of yesterday. Well most of the stiff, not the details. Although she couldn't help but tell Hermione what her orgasm felt like, to which Hermione just smiled knowingly. Hermione turned serious quickly to talk about the whole situation with Ginny. 

            "Ginny, Draco did practically rape you, though."

            Ginny shook her head thoughtfully. "That's the thing, I don't think he would've. He was just upset and didn't know how to channel it. I mean, yes well, he did. But hasn't Ron ever gotten really mad at you?"

            Hermione thought for a few seconds, "Actually, yes. But you know Ron, when he gets mad, he cusses and makes a scene. We've had big fights, once he told me he hated me and didn't ever want to see me again, then later we made up."

            "Draco felt horrible." Ginny was thinking out loud. "He said it was something..." Ginny trailed off, silently finishing the thought.

            "It was something, what?" Hermione asked.

            "No wonder he looked so devastated and bewildered. I've never seen anyone look so dejected and depressed, not ever. Be he stopped...he didn't do it. He broke the cycle. Oh My God." Ginny was stop-start talking, thinking out loud again. Hermione watched intently, trying to follow along.

            "Oh my god, what?" Hermione asked impatiently.

            Ginny looked at Hermione with a bright look.

            "It just proves everything I've ever known."

            "Which is what, exactly?"

            "Draco isn't evil at all. He's totally not evil. I mean, yeah, he got mad at me but he just didn't know how to handle it. He's never felt the way he feels about me before and he's confused. Ron gets pissy and yells when he's upset, Draco just reacts differently. I told him not to do it again, but I honestly don't care what anyone thinks because I love him." Ginny finished, smiling to herself.

            "Ok, so you love him!" Hermione said smiling.  "He has been very nice lately. I thought I'd hate working with him on the final but he's great. Maybe he could help you with potions." Hermione finished but looked like there was still something she wanted to say but wasn't sure if she should.

            "What Mione?" Ginny coaxed, "I can see there's something you really want to say."

            "Only that Harry seems really, well, unlike Harry. He seems distant and it's only been since yesterday. I think he's worried about you."

            "I completely forgot. He saw the whole thing with Jake. No wonder he's worried, I guess I should go find him." They talked a while longer then Ginny went off to find Harry.

A/N: Sorry it's taken forever. I don't have any excuse except I'm just lazy and this was a little hard for me to write for some reason. I have no idea why…but anyway. I hope it's good and you like it. I'll try to post the next one sooner than this one. Sorry again but thanks for reading and reviewing!!! And oh yeah, you'll just have to read on to see if our little heroine Ginny is with child or not!! Heheheheheeheh. Ok I'm typing this late and on little sleep so if it's scary that's why. Anyway…adios my little friendlies!! Uhhh just read it and review it perty please. I would appreciate it a lots of lots.