Ginny ran into the common and room and frantically searched for Eliza - if anyone knew how to get her out of the mess she was in it was her. She spotted her talking to Dean Thomas by the fire and ran over.

"Liza, I need to talk to you, now."

Eliza took one look at her best friend's face and knew something was up.

"Sure, Gin, talk to you later, Dean,"

Ginny ran into her dormitory with Eliza following and slammed the door. She flopped onto the bed and all of a sudden the tears she had so far managed to hold back came flooding out.

"There, there, hun, now it can't be that bad." Eliza said in what she hoped was a soothing voice. Ginny, unable to speak, shook her head. Finally, she managed to stop the flow of tears and looked up at her best friend.

"Malfoy just kissed me, and I kissed him back, I wasn't even thinking about Harry. I swear, Liza, I didn't mean to, I really-" Ginny shook her head wordlessly as the tears flowed again once more. Eliza hugged her friend, and for the first time in her life was unsure what to say.

"Do you like Draco, Gin?"

Ginny looked up at her friend a little shocked by her bluntness.

"What?"

"It's just, I know you, You don't kiss people unless you like them, and I get your sorry and all, but you haven't once said that you regret it, and you seem more concerned about Harry finding out than anything else. Also, you already told me you had feelings for Draco and that Harry was boring you, so now I wonder if it's really Harry you want to be dating."

Ginny stared at her feet gloomily knowing her friend was right.

"What should I do, Liza?"

Eliza smiled gently at her friend.

"I can't tell you what to do, hun, I wish I could, but I can't, just tread carefully, ok?"

Ginny nodded and collapsed onto her bed. This was going to be a long day indeed.

Ginny decided against going to lunch that day, She couldn't face Harry and Draco, not just yet. Instead she went to the lake. She loved that place. It was always so quiet and peaceful. Almost like a different world. Sitting on her favourite rock she stared out at the water.

"Anyone would think you were trying to avoid me, Red" An all to familiar voice drawled

Ginny turned and saw Malfoy standing by the rock. What on earth was he doing down by the lake at lunchtime anyway?

"Then anyone would be right."

She turned back to the water hoping he would take the hint and leave her alone. No such luck. He hoisted himself onto the rock and sat beside her.

"You know, looks can be deceptive."

Ginny looked at him questionally.

"I beg your pardon?"

At this Draco smirked.

"I do realise that begging is something you must be used to doing but you can have my pardon for free."

Ginny ground her teeth.

"Just get to the point."

"Fine. What I was going to say is that by looking at you, you wouldn't think that you kiss with such passion. Potter must be counting his lucky stars."

At this Ginny went bright red and didn't know what to say.

"Oh, well-uh,"

Draco laughed at her. He couldn't help thinking she was cute when she blushed.

"Save it, Weasel," He moved closer and cupped her face with his hand. "You can tell me later," and with the lightest of kisses he was gone. Ginny stared after him. There was no doubt about it. She had fallen head over heels for the King of Slytherin.

Just then the silence was broken.

"You are unbelievable," Another familiar voice hissed.

Ginny gasped. Hermione.

"Once, I could excuse, but to be seen with him twice? What are you nuts!?"

"Hermione it's.."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's not what it looks like. Save it, Ginny. You're as bad, if not worse than him. You deserve each other. I always knew Harry was too good for you," she sneered.

"But I guess you would gladly jump into Ginny's shoes, Mudblood." Draco drawled out again.

Draco had seen Hermione move out from her position behind the tree and had ran back just in time to hear the end of her little speech. Hermione gave a hollow laugh.

"Don't try take the moral high ground with me, ferret, not after what they caught your father doing during the war! I swear, if they hadn't sent him and the rest of the Brady bunch to Azkaban I'd have liked to have killed him myself!"

Suddenly there was a flash of light and Hermione's mouth was sealed up. Ginny could not believe what was happening, Draco was shaking with rage. Hermione was positively seething.

"Draco?" she said quietly. He turned round to face her, his face flushed with anger, his breathing ragged.

"I know my father was a bastard, I'm glad Voldemort is dead and the war is over, but he was still my father. No one, but no one has the right to speak of him that way!"

Ginny couldn't help herself. She got up and put her arms around him.

"It's ok," she whispered.

Draco detangled himself from her.

"Look, red, I've got to go. You should too. The spell on her will wear off soon."

Ginny nodded.

"And Red?"

"Yes?"

"Doesn't matter,"

Ginny watched him go. She was now in no doubt about who her heart belonged to. Suddenly she felt herself being grabbed from behind. Hermione.

"This isn't over Ginny. In fact, its hasn't even started." Ginny straightened herself and looked Hermione square in the eye.

"So start it,"

A/N. Sorry its taken so long! So please review people, I really appreciate it, and to my multiple reviewers, I love you all!