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Chapter Eighteen

Freezing cold water dripped on his forehead. His scar burned, the pain was unbearable. He had thought that Voldemort was finally gone last year, if only he knew then how wrong he was.

Maybe then he could have warned the others.

It was too late, for once in his life Harry was no longer the prey, but the bait.

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Ginny paced the length of the great hall, talking to Draco, waiting for something, anything.

This all was connected to her, but what the hell was the connection? It was frustrating. The helplessness, all she could do was wait.  She was ready to scream at the inequality of it all! She could not sit around and wait like the others, could she? Ron and Hermione were planning something, but it would not work, Ginny was the key, she knew it, but what did she unlock?

"Gin, please lay down and go to sleep." Draco whispered as his hand snaked out and grabbed her ankle, he was in his sleeping bag watching her.

"I can't fall asleep. It's entirely my fault! Harry was trying to tell us something! Can't you see? Some one is after me!"

She was hysterical, her voice was trembling and her body was shaking.

Draco stood up and wrapped his arms around her.

"Go to sleep." He whispered into her ear.

She shook her head, but sat down on her cot.

"I can't get it off my mind." She whispered, she met his eyes and he took her hands in his own.

"Not even for a moment?" He asked as he rubbed her fingers against his lips.

Ginny closed her eyes.

"Maybe for a moment." She muttered as he brought her hand to his chest where she felt his heart pounding almost as fast as hers.

"Just a moment?" He teased; smiling at her, he too closed his eyes.

"Maybe for more then a moment." She teased back. He blindly moved forward until his breath brushed against her cheeks.

"Or maybe when I am with you." She whispered.

He pressed his lips against hers and wrapped his arms around her.

"I want to help you." He told her.

"You want to help make me forget?" She asked against his lips.

"I want to help you remember." He whispered, he brushed hair away from her face.

"Remember what?" She asked

"Remember what it feels like to be happy."

She laughed, but Draco felt tears fall onto his hand.

"Thank you." She whispered.

"Go to sleep." He told her.

"Ok." Ginny nodded as she said it. She slipped beneath the covers and closed her eyes.

She tossed and turned, true to her word, she was unable to slip into the dream realm.

Draco finally got up after listening to her moving around for well over twenty minutes. He knelt down beside her bed and put his hand on her shoulder to stop her movements.

"Calm down." He whispered.

"It's ok." He told her soothingly.

"Can you hold me?" She asked in a small voice.

"I'd love to." He told her, laughing.

He lay down on the tiny bed and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.

"I adore being close to you." He whispered into her silky hair.

"I don't know what I would do without you near by." She said as he rubbed her back in long even strokes.

"I'd like to think that you would live like a nun." Draco muttered sleepily.

Ginny laughed.

"Some how, I doubt that I would ever become a nun. Or anything similar to a nun." She told him teasingly.

"That's not reassuring." Draco muttered against Ginny's hair.

Ginny responded by laughing and lazily kissing him.

"Goodnight darling."  Ginny whispered, still chuckling.

"Its good since I'm in your bed." Draco baited, laughing.

"Not for much longer." McGonagall's voice boomed out, laughing, Draco slipped back into his own cot, which was set up as close to Ginny's as the teachers would allow.

McGonagall came over and muttered an advanced shield spell that kept Draco from sneaking over to Ginny.

"I guess you don't trust me." Draco said as he watched her.

"Not in the least." McGonagall answered dryly. But she smiled at him before she turned and walked away.

That's night Ginny's dreams were haunted by glimpses of Harry tied up and gagged on a cold stone floor. He was wounded and dirty. The look of horror was present in his eyes.

When Ginny woke she could not shake the scenes of Harry from her mind. She had to do something, despite what Draco said she HAD to do something.

She looked over at him peacefully sleeping on the bed next to her. How she wished to be in his arms without the worries and troubles that pestered her when she was everywhere else. Draco took them away, not ignoring them, but he seemed to make them appear less then what they were. Not in all things though, She did not want to tell him about the dreams she had had that previous night. She could not bare to worry him; she saw the look of weariness that flickered into his astonishing eyes when he thought she was not watching.

She could not put a heavier weight onto the pack he already shouldered. She had to do something alone.

The thought of dong something without Draco was scary. What had become of her independence? It had all but disappeared over the days she spent solely with Draco. The absence of it did not bother her though. That thought caused an all to warm tingle to run laps in her stomach.

She had to stop thinking about him; he would be so mad that she was going off without him. Oh, he would be hurt too. Ginny got up out of her bed and was relieved to find that the shield spell had been taken down, it must have faded, it had not been a really strong spell to begin with.

She inched over silently to Draco's sleeping form. Carefully she leaned down and brushed her lips tenderly over his.

"I love you." She muttered clearly into his ear, her lips brushing against his soft skin. He abruptly turned his whole body towards her, but his breathing was heavy and even, an indication that he was still sleeping.

"I love you too." He growled in his sleep, his arms wrapped around her and he pulled her close.

Ok, ok, she could handle this, of course she could. Yeah. All she had to do was to untangle herself from his arms. How hard could that be? Yeah, not hard at all, right?

If only it was as easy as it seemed. If only it did not feel so damn good to have his warm strong arm wrapped around her waist. Ginny shivered in pleasure at the intimacy of the moment. She gently brushed the hair back from his face.

"I know." She whispered, she slowly, as if painfully, stood up. She could not help but look back at his sleeping figure resting peacefully in the bed. God, she never thought it would be so hard to leave. She shook thoughts of Draco from her mind. She needed to find Harry. She knew the place where he would be held. She did not want to go there again. There was no one to rescue her now. She had to rely on herself.

Slowly Ginny made her way down the halls to Moaning Myrtles bathroom.

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