Sorry this is such a short chapter! It was going to be on the end of the last one but it got too long. I promise the next one will be longer for all those who complained. Thank you to my amazing reviewers, you're all so nice! Thank you!

Chapter 6

Ginny entered the Gryffindor common room and looked round apprehensively. Ron was sat with Harry and Hermione by the fire, a grimace on his face. He looked up as Ginny made her way over to them, mentally preparing herself for the verbal fight that was inevitable. She noticed Hermione had taken hold of Ron's hand to try and keep him calm.

"Hi."

Only Hermione smiled at her. Harry continued to stare into the fire and Ron didn't seem to be able to articulate what he thought, opening and shutting his mouth repeatedly before Ginny finally spoke.

"I know you think I've lost my mind or I'm under some spell but the truth is I like him. He's nice to me."

"I still don't like him," said Ron sulkily.

It seemed Hermione had managed to calm Ron down quite a lot in the past few hours. She had expected a lot worse than that.

"But I do and that's what matters. Ron, please, I'm not five years old anymore. I'm 16! You don't need to protect me!"

"Yes, I do! I'm your brother! That's my job!"

"You're not going to stop me seeing him!" Ginny yelled.

The other Gryffindors had now turned to watch the slanging match like they were at the cinema.

"But he's Malfoy, remember? The most vindictive, horrible, cold hearted slime ball at school! And I'll bet he'll become a Death Eater soon, if he isn't one already. How do you think that'll make Harry feel, if you're boyfriend is a follower of You Know Who?"

Harry looked up at this last remark.

"I think you should leave Harry out of this," Hermione said.

"I think what Ron's trying to say is that you should consider very carefully about having a relationship with Malfoy. You know his reputation and how he feels about Harry, Ron and I. Just think about it. OK?"

Ginny looked at them all and sighed at their concerned faces.

"OK. I'll think about it."

While she lay in bed that night, Ginny did indeed think about it. Draco made her feel happy, secure and warm and he had kissed her.

So he must feel the same way about me.