A/N Ok, nobody has guessed it yet! No, it isn't Draco. It isn't Harry. It isn't ANY student. It isn't a teacher either. C'mon people, you're smarter than this!

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Ginny smelled her shoulder. She smelled like cherries… Giggling softly to herself, she felt Kayle curl an arm around hers.

"What are the plans for today little love bug?" Ginny smiled. It was Saturday so there was really nothing to do. She wasn't allowed to go to Hogsmeade because her mother was still mad about when Ron told her about herself and Draco Malfoy in the same bed together.

"Nothing really. You're going to town and I'm stuck here alone sadly…" Kayle kissed her cheek loudly.

"You know I'll bring you some candy back."

Ginny smiled.

"See, that's why I love you! Well ok no it isn't, but it helps a bit!" Kayle rolled her eyes and walked with her into the Great Hall. Her hair had curled a bit in the tub, and she was surprised at how many boys noticed. Seamus even hugged her when she got to the Gryffindor table. She could feel him smelling her.

"Is that a new perfume Ginny? It smells nice." She half-smiled.

"Thank you Seamus. No it's just some bubble bath."

She sat next to Hermione who also smelled her hair.

"Ginny," she whispered in a panic, "Why are you wearing an aphrodisiac perfume?" Ginny's jaw fell.

"I didn't know! It said bubble bath on the tap! I thought it was… Why would anyone put an aphrodisiac in my bubble bath?" Hermione shook her head and stood.

"We have to get you out of here. Even I want to kiss you and I'm not a lesbian." Ginny followed her out nervously, with slight fear in her eyes.

A few male teachers felt their eyes following her as well. Professor Snape swallowed the saliva at the back of his throat.

"The Weasley's get more and more bothersome every time I see one." And he swallowed some pumpkin. Dumbledore just followed his gaze with a smile on his face.

"Aye but they do then don't they?"

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Ginny whimpered as Hermione scrubbed her back with strong lavender oil and a wash cloth that made her ache.

"Is the smell going away?" Hermione shook her head.

"I don't know what they put in that thing. They're awfully good if they can do aphrodisiacs. That's post-training work. He must have studied for months to do this. I think it was your little poet boy. Why won't he just leave you alone?" she shrieked.

Ginny lifted an arm. Her skin was red and raw from the amount of scrubbing that Hermione had done.

"Please just let me out! I promise I won't go near any boys at all! Just let me go before all of my skin is gone, please!!"

As she crawled from the tub, she felt her whole body. That girl sure had some strong arms with the way she scrubbed there!

Ginny pulled her robes back on and left the common room, walking down the halls with such quickness that she was sure if she bumped into someone that they would fall head first.

And she did.

But they didn't.

"Oh I'm sorry-" Whoever it was grabbed her arm and stopped her from rushing off, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. Ginny was a little surprised and looked up. She was relieved to see Draco standing there.

"Are you nuts?? What if my brother had seen that!?" He chuckled softly.

"He's in class already. You, little missy, are late for class. Again." She groaned and turned to run off again. Draco just grabbed her arm again.

"Come on, stay with me. We can go to my common room and…" He punctuated his sentence with yet another breath taking kiss. Ginny didn't let go this time. She just stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips tighter onto his and weakened in his arms. It was only when his fingers touched her raw back when she protested.

"Draco, I'm missing class!" And she ran off again.

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When she got to her room after classes, she was greeted by another poem on the desk.

'My cherry pleasure

On your skin

Makes me want to sin.

Hold you tight

With all my might

And make you weak for me.

This one last letter

Of secrecy

Will help me let you know

I met you in the snow.'

Ginny sighed. That didn't help… She couldn't remember meeting anyone when it was snowing out! Not a one…

Well, there was Dumbledore, but she was only five then.

A/N That's the last chapter before you know who the culprit is!