Chapter 3

Somehow Ginny had ended up on top of Hermione. Ginny ran kisses along Hermiones Jaw line working her way to an earlobe, which she nipped at.

"Ginny"

"Mmmhmm" Ginny mumbled

"Ginny, stop" Hermione said

Ginny jumped back as if she had been burned and looked over at Hermione with hurt and confused eyes

"Ginny, wait, not stop," Hermione took a deep breath to compose herself. "Just slow down, I don't want to be rushing things too much." She looked at Ginny who nodded mutely "Come here," Hermione said as she pulled Ginny in to a hug "I love you Ginny, I just don't want to rush anything."

Ginny smiled "I understand, I love you Hermione. I just can't keep my hands of you." The younger girl grinned and leaned in for another searing kiss.

Harry walked down the hall towards transfiguration deep in thought, he was so deep in thought he wasn't watching where he was going and bumped into someone

"Watch were your going Potter!" Draco yelled

"Sorry" Harry mumbled as he looked up and locked onto his deep blue eyes. Draco looked and Harry suspiciously then carried on his way to his own class. Harry smiled to himself and carried on his way to his own class. He had no idea why he was so happy, it really was a hopeless situation been in love with ones mortal enemy.

"So much for taking it slow" Hermione whispered to the naked girl who was wrapped around her equally naked body.

"Well I was quite happy to stop but someone started to undress me" Ginny replied

Hermione blushed, "Sorry"

"Don't be, I enjoyed myself, you have talented hands" Ginny spoke softly as she picked up Hermiones hand and kissed her digits. Hermione smiled, watching Ginny thorough half-lidded eyes. "I love you Ginny" She whispered as she kissed the top of Ginnys head.

"I love you to 'Mione" Ginny yawned as she closed her eyes and fell asleep with her head resting on Hermione's chest.

Harry crushed his lips against Dracos, his hands moving down till they reached his ass and promptly gave his cheeks a squeeze. Harry groaned as Draco nibbled on his bottom lip, his hands wandering over Harry's body pushing robes from his shoulders then settling on the waistband of Harry's jeans before unbuttoning them.

Harry woke suddenly and groaned immediately missing the wonderful dream he was having. "Its not fair" Harry mumbled to himself as he climbed out of bed his mind still filled with images of his dream lover "Why couldn't I love someone more attainable, like Snape" He spat out sarcastically

"You talking to me?" Ron asked emerging from his hangings rubbing his eyes

"Just myself" Harry said as he hurried off to shower before heading down to the great hall for breakfast.