A/N: Replaced chapter 1, it now makes sense… amazing, hee hee! As for Draco looking like Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, very good point… I never meant for that to happen, though I suppose it would happen at some point as I'm a huge Buffy fan.

Oh yes, and we're straight in there with the beginning of this chapter… no messing around! Enjoy! I know you will! :) Not that I'm suggesting it's gonna be smutty or anything, 'cause it's not…

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Chapter 6

Deadly Sins

Got to say a few things that have been on my mind

And you know where my mind has been

I guess I learned my lessons

And now's the time to begin

So if you're feelin' alright and you're ready for me

I know that I'm ready for you

We better get it on now

Cause we got a whole life to live through…

~ Dr. Hook, A Little Bit More

What is love? A question that gets asked many times a day. Can you see it? How do you know it's there? What does it feel like to be in love? How do you know if you truly are? Questions that are asked time and time again, only for real answers never to surface. The truth is, no one knows for sure, we can only guess, and follow what we think is true love. A once in a lifetime chance at pure happiness. But is it once in a lifetime? Do you get other chances? You might, if you're lucky…

Some people are.

'So when you say other things, what are you meaning?' asked Draco softly, his eyes fixed onto the ceiling.

Ginny glanced at him and smiled, he was always so oblivious, or always wanted to play around. 'I think you can figure that out for yourself,' she replied, a smirk playing on her features. She rolled onto her side and looked at him a few moments before leaning down and kissing his lips gently.

As he returned the kiss she smiled against his lips, savouring the moment. He tasted a little of whisky and her eyes flickered over to the bottle of the table before she closed them, floating away in the moment. Gasping a little into his mouth as he grabbed her hips, she tensed her body slightly, but relaxed again as he pulled her on top of him. Ginny rested her hands carefully on his chest and deepened the kiss gently, parting his lips with her own. It was sensational, and for the first time in years Ginny could say she felt alive again. Not that Colin didn't make her feel that way… he used to, but not anymore.

Letting her hands fall she pressed herself against Draco, wanting to be closer to him. The craving was stronger than it had ever been before. Her skin was burning from his touch as his hands roamed up and down her back, occasionally getting caught up in the fabric of her robes. A soft moan escaped her as she felt his hands rubbing the base of her back, as his fingers worked on undoing her robes.

Ginny pulled away from the kiss, her eyes flying open immediately, and a grin lighting up her face. 'Knew you could,' she said happily. But the look that reflected in Draco's eyes made her grin fade away and she looked at him with concern. 'What? What's wrong?'

Sitting up a little, Draco narrowed his eyes. 'Are you sure you want this? Because if you're going to regret this after… I don't want to.' He was serious, very serious in his words. 'I'm sure you know that I don't want to be just a regret to you.'

'Yes, I do,' said Ginny, and she nodded very firmly. Leaning in again she traced her finger around the outline of his jaw, content in any kind of contact. 'I know that, and I've never regretted getting involved with you, never.'

'I don't believe that last part, but it'll do me.' Draco smiled brightly, wrapping his arms around her waist and then flipping the small redhead over so he was on top of her.

Ginny looked up into his eyes as her heart began to quicken, she was sure he'd be able to hear it. There was no sign that he could, he only smiled again before undoing her robes in swift movements. For a split second she felt a cool gust of wind against her skin, but it soon passed and she sighed happily. Inching her hands around his back she scratched slightly at his skin as he leant down to kiss her neck. The official verdict, she was in heaven again, exactly where she wanted to be.

Arching her back a little she kissed his shoulder gently, letting her lips linger a few moments as he tugged at her shirt. She pulled back and helped him lift it over her head, then kissed his lips once more. It was soft and tender, a true reflection of how comfortable they were with each other. Squirming a little as he pulled her jeans off she kicked them off her feet and pulled him closer, needing his touch.

Taking a deep breath Ginny closed her eyes receiving his kiss again as he relieved her of her undergarments, again the cool air hit her and she shivered. 'I'm just thinking,' whispered Ginny, 'eight years apart… lots of pent-up frustration, desperation to touch, repressed feelings…' She opened her eyes and looked straight up at Draco, who was staring down at her with a coy smile. 'What?'

'Are you done now?' he asked with a light laugh. 'You're lying here naked and you're rambling. So, are you done?'

'Depends, are you removing these?' On the word 'these' she pulled as hard as she could on his boxes and watched as he winced. She giggled softly and leant up kissing his nose. 'Aww did that hurt? Weakling…'

His eyebrows arched and he smiled slyly, Ginny suddenly had the feeling she'd said the wrong thing. Then as he leant down again she moaned, he was kissing his way down her stomach, nipping viciously at her skin. She squeezed her eyes shut, digging her nails into his skin, and moaned again. 'OK I take it back…' she muttered.

'Don't you like this?' whispered Draco against her skin. 'You can't honestly tell me that you hate this.' He looked at her and she returned his gaze.

'Well not entirely,' she answered, tugging on his boxers once more. 'Now get these off!'

He raised an eyebrow and shrugged a little, and then moved to take them off. He threw them across the room and glanced back down at her. Ginny smiled kissing across his chest timidly, and then pulling away she replaced her lips with her fingertips, taking in his recently formed muscles. He was so different to look at now, so different to touch. Occasionally she had to remind herself who it was.

Ginning she glanced across to the bedside table and watched the flame on the candle flicker and dance in the darkness, it was enchanting. Steadying her breathing she kissed Draco once more before crawling over towards the bedside table, she moved to lie under the covers, and then beckoned for him to come over to her. Draco smiled and made his way over, sliding under the covers beside her.

She raised an eyebrow then leant towards the candle. 'I prefer it to be dark,' she whispered, running her hand up his thigh slowly. Then winking she blew out the candle, and the room plunged into complete darkness.

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The first thing that flooded back to Draco as he woke up was that Ginny was lying beside him, her arm slung lazily around his waist and her head nuzzled against his side. She was sleeping soundly, her heart beating steadily within her chest and he could feel it against him. He smiled to himself and inhaled deeply taking in the flowery scent of her, it was heavenly, and something he'd almost forgotten until last night.

Now though as he looked at her, the slithers of sunlight glowing on her face from the gap in the curtains, he realised who he'd fallen in love with all those years ago. Ginny Weasley wasn't just some girl; she was the girl, the one specimen to put all other woman to shame. Of course he might have been a little biased.

Gradually he wrapped his arm around her, cold fingers grazing her warm ivory coloured skin, and he felt her shiver before nuzzling closer again. She always searched for protection, she was used to it after all growing up in such a big family, and there would always be someone there to look out for her. Now it was his job, even if her family didn't approve. Which they wouldn't do of course. He was Draco Malfoy, and would be the same snobby, devious, stuck-up, evil, slimy person he had always had been to her family. Things such as that didn't change easily.

Draco kissed her forehead gently and smiled as she stirred beside him, stifling a small yawn. The redhead looked up at him with sleepy eyes and smiled a little before yawning again.

'Good morning,' he whispered to her, running his fingers through her hair. 'Did you sleep all right?'

She nodded in reply, closing her eyes again, wrapping her leg around his searching for a little warmth. He pulled her closer obliging to her need. 'I slept fine,' said Ginny eventually. 'You know I think this is the first time I've actually still been here in the morning… it's a miracle…'

'You're right, we should celebrate,' he muttered, kissing her forehead again. Then with a sigh he moved from under the covers, collecting his clothes together. Glancing at the bed Draco noticed as Ginny sat up staring at him curiously. 'But it will have to wait,' he continued and started to dress. 'There's this huge bathtub in there.' Pointing idly to the bathroom Draco walked to the wardrobe pulling it open.

'Why does it have to wait?' asked Ginny, her voice soft. 'Where are you going?'

He looked back, spinning to face her, and did up the button on his trousers before speaking. 'For a walk, you're coming too. So it'd be a good idea if you got dressed.'

She didn't need anymore encouraging, Ginny was out of bed like a shot and Draco watched as she dressed in record time. After a few minutes she was stood beside him looking in the mirror on the wardrobe, running her thin fingers through her dazzling red hair.

'Ready?' She beamed at him.

Draco laughed and took her hand slowly, lacing their fingers together. 'Always am, let's go.' He pulled her over to the fireplace and picked up the small silver pot of floo powder. 'Though we're going for a walk, we're not walking to the place,' he told her gently, taking a tiny pinch of the powder. For a moment he paused and then brushed the powder off his fingers, looking at her again.

Ginny turned to face him and tucked a curl of her red hair behind her ear nervously. 'What are you waiting for?' she asked.

'There just something I have to…' Trailing off Draco pulled his wand from within his robes and pointed it at her, they needed a change of clothes without doubt.

Tendrils of purple and silver flickered from the end of his wand and wove their way around Ginny, wrapping her in glittering light. A few seconds he just stared at her face watching the light reflect across her jaw and in her hair, too much staring, it needed to stop. With one last wave of his wand the tendrils of light exploded, filling the room in a blinding white light.

Draco closed his eyes a second as the light subsided, then as the room fell into sunlight once more he opened them. The faded Muggle clothing Ginny had been wearing before were now replaced with an ivy green silk dress that fell down to her ankles, tiny intricately carved glass slippers, and a silver diamond tiara. In all truth, she looked like a princess. He pointed the wand at himself and the same process followed, only leaving him dressed in a black Muggle suit.

'Now we can go,' he whispered, edging closer to her and tightening his grip on her hand.

Ginny's eyes clouded a moment. 'Where did you learn that?'

'On my travels,' answered Draco quickly, and he took a pinch of floo power once more. 'Time to go.' He threw the power to the fire, and it glowed a bright and intoxicating green. Tugging on her arm he pulled Ginny into the fireplace, shouting their destination as he did so.

For some reason, Draco had always hated travelling by floo powder, he wasn't sure when it had started but it was just there. A niggling, annoying hatred that always got in the way. He felt Ginny move closer to him, her arms wrapping around his waist tightly, as the falling sensation came over them both and they whirled their way through the floo network. He closed his eyes tightly, the feel of ice cold wind whipping around him, sending his hair into a frenzied mess.

For some that feeling was amazing, for him it was like a nightmare. What made it worse, it was very similar to a nightmare he'd lived through. Many things had happened to him, which he didn't dare tell anyone… there are some things that have to remain a secret. Most of Draco's past was a secret, it had to be.

Braving a look his eyes fell upon the fireplace they were headed for, and they stumbled out onto the stone floor, lucky unscathed. Draco jumped to his feet and hoisted Ginny to hers, his fingers slipping on the silk of her dress. He smiled at her genuinely and watched as she looked around their surroundings.

'We're in Diagon Alley?' asked Ginny, looking back at him over her shoulder. 'Where are we going here?'

'Gringotts,' he replied passively, taking her hand and leading her out into the street, 'and yeah, we have to go dressed like this unfortunately… What can I say, I'm an attention seeker.'

Ginny glanced downward at her shoes as they walked. 'Well I'm not, what if we see someone I know, what if I see—'

'GINNY!' cried Draco seizing her firmly at the shoulders. 'It'll be fine, I promise you… stop worrying so much. You'll get premature wrinkles or something.'

'I already have them,' whispered the redhead.

'Really? Well, you look perfect to me.'

He watched as Ginny blushed and then he pulled her to the wizarding bank, getting her to wait outside as he went in to collect some money. He was going to need it. Inside was strangely quiet, but he did spot one person he knew who was just about to run out of the door. Eleanor. Grinning to himself he side-stepped over to her.

'We meet again,' he said putting his hand out to stop her in her tracks.

The little blonde looked up at him, her face flushing a deep red, but then her eyes flooded over with annoyance and she scowled. 'I'd rather not talk to you,' she began hastily, 'Colin told me everything about you, how you used to behave back in Hogwarts, about your family, your history with Virginia.' Eleanor put her left hand on her hip, and held her head up boldly. 'Telling me your name was David, how pathetic was that.'

Draco raised his eyebrows and chuckled under his breath, a small, blonde, ex-Hufflepuff was trying to stand up to him, and it was amazingly cute. 'Live my life you'd understand beautiful, don't suppose you'd fancy it?'

The look on her face told him no, as Eleanor crossed her arms over her chest and snorted indignantly. 'Why would I want to live your life? You're a cheating, lousy individual. I'd rather have nothing to do with you.'

'All right then,' Draco said and clapped his hands together, 'nice talking to you, Eleanor. Never know we might meet again sometime, hopefully in a very dark alleyway, when you're all alone…' He grinned at her slyly.

Eleanor looked disgusted and spun on her heel, marching out of the bank. Draco just sniggered and set about getting hold of his money. Minutes later he was faced with a shifty looking Goblin who took him down to the volts to collect his savings. The trip down to the volts was rocky and sickening, and Draco was happy to be back in the bank around ten minutes later. Heading outside he found a very disgruntled Ginny sitting on the white marble steps, her red curls blowing in the wind.

'What's wrong?' Draco asked her gently, sitting down next to her.

Looking at him Ginny's eyes glowed with anger. 'I knew this would happen, I told you, stupid meddling Eleanor came rushing over to me asking all her stupid questions!' She shook her head before raising her voice to imitate the blonde witch. '"What are you doing with him, Virginia? Don't you love Colin anymore? Well if I'd know you were such a tart I would have never been friends with you in the first place", stupid bitch.' She clawed at the fabric of her dress and Draco had to grab hold of her hand before she ripped it.

'OK calm down, Gin, she's not worth it.'

'I know,' the redhead said sighing, and dropping her head into her hands, 'she just really annoys me sometimes.' As Ginny looked up Draco noticed the beginning of tears on her cheeks. 'Gets to me.'

Biting his lower lip gently he placed his hand on her knee and squeezed lightly. 'Do you want to go back, the plans for today can wait… I mean if you'd rather just talk or something, we can do that. Or we could just… Oh, you could fetch Poppy!'

Ginny shook her head. 'No, she's already confused… I think that if she saw her mummy with another man it would just make things worse. God, I should be at Hermione's.'

'And here comes the regret.'

Raising an eyebrow, Ginny asked, 'Did I say that?'

'No, but I can see it coming.'

'Whatever… this was a really bad idea,' she whispered, getting up from the steps and hugging herself to try and keep warm in the breeze.

Draco jumped up, eyes wide, and pointed at her. 'There! See, I knew it, regret!' He shook his head and dropped his hand, as he saw her look away from him. 'I asked you, you told me you wouldn't regret it… So, why?'

'Draco you don't understand, this is all easy for you, you can just sit around and wait for me to break or come running to you… for me to throw myself on you in desperation, wanting comfort or whatever.' She started down the steps, her speed gathering as she reached the street. Draco followed her quickly only to be spun on, an angry flicker in Ginny's eyes. 'And don't start please, I don't want to argue.'

'Oh what is there to argue about? Only that you think I don't understand, and that I have it easy! Course that only proves you have no idea in the world what I'm going through!' he declared, and shoot directly in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. 'You have no idea how it felt for me to know you were married, to know that you loved someone else, to know that I might have lost you… I almost died while I was gone, Ginny, does that mean anything to you?'

The redhead faltered at that and her entire façade fell away as she stepped forward and buried her head in his shoulder. Silently he wrapped his arms around her and walked in the direction that they first came in. 'Let's go back,' he whispered, as he felt her body tremble as tears began.

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Draco sat silently in his chair by the window watching as Ginny lay wrapped up and tangled in the covers on his bed, sobbing quietly. She'd been like that for the past hour, she hadn't spoken once since his outburst. He hadn't meant to shout, but it was just the way she had accused him of having things easy. No way in the world did he.

With a quiet sigh, he leant forward. 'Ginny, would you please talk to me… tell me why you're so upset, tell me everything that's going on in your head. You're not alone in this.'

He heard a few muttered words from on the bed; Ginny's head was buried in the covers, a heavy sigh followed and she spoke. 'I can't take this anymore,' croaked Ginny, a sob following.

'Can't take what?' he questioned gently.

'You,' she screeched, and sat up glaring over, 'I can't take you anymore.'

Draco felt his heart shatter and he sat back eyes widening. What did she mean by that? She couldn't take him anymore? Couldn't take him how? What had he done wrong? He'd sure he'd done everything right, heck, he'd even changed a lot. And he cared so much more now than before. 'Can't take me?' he managed to whisper eventually.

'Why are you so different? Why can't you be the old you? It's just not a roller coaster ride anymore… it just seems so smooth sailing, just like it is with Colin, it's no different. Where's hot-tempered, evil Draco gone?' Ginny pulled her knees up, and bit her bottom lip. 'I miss the real you.'

'Well, this is the real me now… I mean what, you'd feel better if I kicked you out, or threw you on the desk and ripped your clothes off?'

Nodding Ginny moved across the bed towards him. 'Yes I would, do the latter, do it!'

He almost laughed at that, Draco almost laughed, he felt it bubble within his throat, but took a deep breath and kept it hidden. He looked at her seriously, letting his grey eyes travel over her in interest. 'Okay, well that isn't exactly that hard.'

Ginny let out an exasperated sigh.

'What now?' he asked, raising his eyebrows.

'That was just so wrong.'

Leaning forward once more, he peered at her curiously. 'All right, show me how it's done then… I'm your student.'

The redhead's eyes lit up and she jumped up of the bed practically diving at him, she paused in front of him and hitched her skirt up. Draco swallowed hard and leant back slowly, closing his eyes. He felt Ginny's hands against his chest and before he knew it she was sitting across his lap, straddling him, her fingers making their way down his shirt. Opening a cautious eye he got a slight flash of red hair and then he let out a weak moan as she kissed his neck softly.

His heart started racing and Draco slid his hands down her back slowly, his fingers moving over the silk easily. He was relaxing into this, it was hard not to, he always melted from her touch.

'Want me to undress you?' Ginny suddenly purred in his ear, hot breath tickling his skin.

'I'd rather undress you,' he growled back.

She backed off a little, looking into his eyes. He returned her fixed gaze, licking his lips as he did so, then pulled her back to him, kissing her lips fierily. Falling against him weakly Ginny kissed him back with passion, deepening the kiss desperately. Draco let his hands slide down lower on her back until he found the hitched up hem of her dress which he persisted to pull upwards and over her smooth skin.

Then redhead jumped back suddenly and fell off his knee. 'I need to go,' she blurted, 'Poppy, I need to fetch her, I need to see her.'

'Can't it wait an hour or so? Half and hour even?'

Shaking her head Ginny got up, running her hands down the green fabric of her dress. 'No, as much as I'd love to give you… umm, thirty minutes, I need to go. Where are my normal clothes?'

Draco frowned and then with a sigh got up walking to the wardrobe, he pulled it open and tugged out a hanger, throwing her clothes over to her. 'There you go. Any chance I can come with you?'

'Be better if you didn't,' said Ginny, as she almost ripped the green dress off, chucking it to him. Draco caught it and folded it up carefully, still watching her intently. 'You know what I said before…'

'OK, I know.' Tossing the dress down onto the floor he raised an eyebrow as the half-naked form of Ginny Weasley attempted to pull her jeans up, she tripped in one of the legs and tumbled forward. He caught her quickly and pulled her back to standing, she glanced at him with a childlike innocence, and he smiled at that bringing his lips down to hers in a tender kiss. 'I love you,' whispered Draco as he pulled back again.

'I love you too,' she whispered back, then pulled her jeans up properly and tugged a plaid shirt on in record speed. 'But I have to go, we'll make this up, that's a promise… and I'll owl you. Soon. Tomorrow even. I'll miss you so much,' she said then leant closer kissing his lips roughly.

Draco had never felt so much hunger in her kiss, and he felt himself thrive off it as he pulling their faces closer, crushing their lips together. She let out a moan and traced her hands up the back of his neck, running them through his hair. He picked her up off the floor and walked her over to the door, then placed her back down pulling away from the kiss. 'Go, quick, before I make you stay!'

Ginny giggled and pulled the door open behind her, she leant back against it and smiled at him brightly. 'I'm kinda tempted to stay anyway.'

'No.' He shoved her gently out of the door. 'You have to go, because I might never let you leave… it's better if you go.'

'One last kiss?' she asked gently, stepping forward and leaning up on her tiptoes.

Draco smiled and tilted his head down, capturing her lips gently in the sweetest of kisses. Then he pulled back, and placed his hands on her shoulders, pushing the small redhead backwards. 'OK now go…'

'Consider me gone,' she whispered, spun on her heel and raced down the corridor and for the stairs.

He pulled the door shut and grinned to himself. Things were better than he thought they would be.

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More A/N: And that's the end of that one… just feel the heat. Can you open a window please? Hee hee, yeh ignore me, I'm on a high… just saw some previously unreleased clips from Chamber of Secrets, ooh Draco, Quidditch robes, nothing else needs to be said… ahem, anyway enough about Tom Felton. Oh and pixies! Lockhart letting out pixies in the class.

This is so off topic here, let's get back to it… OK did everyone like that chapter? I plan to get some more R/Hr in the next chapter, may even have another appearance from Charlie… hmm, well you'll all see. So go and REVIEW!