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'God it's hot in here,' thought Draco as he stepped out of his bathroom. He picked up his wand and preformed a cooling spell on the room. (A/N: cooling spell is just basically my version of air-condition. Didn't think they'd have it in the wizarding world.) He lay down on his bed and closed his eyes, trying to clear his mind of the beautiful redhead that haunted him with every step he took. He thought of school, Snape, Pansy, anything to get Ginny out of his head.

Slowly his mind drifted back to the morning events that took place. The kiss he shared with Ginny was unlike any he had ever shared before. He had no hidden intentions behind the kiss. It was a real kiss that mirrored how he felt. Oh how he wanted to kiss those tantalizing lips again, run his hands across her alluring body, look into those mesmerizing eyes and see that she felt the same way. If he tried, Draco could still taste her.

* * * * * * * Ginny struggled to make it up the stairs with the huge pile of clothes in her arms. 'I swear, that boy changes clothes more times during the day then anyone I know.' She stopped in front of Draco's room and clumsily opened the door.

"You know Malfoy," said Ginny, her back towards him. "If I didn't know that you've shagged half of the female population at Hogwarts, I'd question you sexuality. Look how many times you change..." Ginny trailed off when she turned around and saw the sight before her. Draco was ghostly pale, with dark circles under his eyes.

Ginny ran over to his Draco's side and felt his forehead. "W- weasley," choked Draco. He tried to sit up but failed miserably.

"You're burning up," fussed Ginny. "I think your have a fever. And no wonder. It's freezing in this room." Ginny pulled her wand out of her pocket and removed the cooling spell.

"Now, get under the covers," said Ginny as she fluffed his pillows.

"I'm too tired," whispered Draco. He could barely keep his eyes open.

"If you don't, you won't get better," said Ginny sternly. "All you have to do is get under the covers. Then you can sleep the rest of the weekend."

Reluctantly Draco crawled from is position at the foot of his bed and buried himself beneath the covers. He cracked his eyes open to see Ginny tucking the covers around him. He took a deep breath, just noticing how hard it was.

"You okay," asked Ginny, true concern showing on her face.

"Yeah, just a little hard to breath," said Draco hoarsely.

"I know something that could help," said Ginny shyly. "If you want."

"If it helps, I'll take it," said Draco as he shifted under the covers of his bed.

Ginny left his room for a few minutes and returned with a small container. "What is that stuff," asked Draco.

"It's something muggles use to help them stop coughing called Vapo Rub. My mum used it on me and my brothers when we were little," explained Ginny. "It works really well. Now lay back."

Draco did as he was told. He was more than startled when Ginny started to unbutton his shirt. "What.*cough, cough*.are you doing?"

"This stuff is a jell that you have to rub on your chest if you want it to work. Just lay down. I'm not trying to molest you."

"Sure," but Draco did what Ginny told him to do. He was actually enjoying this. Aside from the whole, being sick part of course. Just the idea of Ginny taking his shirt off made him smile.

"Enjoying yourself Malfoy," asked Ginny, breaking the silence as she struggled with the last button.

"Why yes.*cough*.I am," said Draco, a smirk appearing across his face. He opened his eyes when he felt Ginny's hand on his chest. She slowly massaged his aching chest, the smell of the jell opened up his lungs. He was slowly drifting away into a peaceful slumber when he caught Ginny's hand with his own, holding it against his chest. He mumbled something that Ginny couldn't understand.

"What was that Draco," asked Ginny bringing her ear closer to Draco.

"I said, thank you." Draco squeezed her hand and closed his eyes again. "And, call me Draco. I like the way you say it." With that Draco fell asleep.

Ginny gently pulled her hand out of Draco's grasp, staring at the person in front of her. It looked like Draco Malfoy but it sure didn't sound like Draco Malfoy. She remembered him as an arrogant, rat-faced boy who terrorized her and her family. Not the young man sleeping in the bed she was now sitting on. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep. All his troubles were gone. His hair fell into his eyes making him look somewhat innocent.

Ginny's hand automatically reached out and brushed the stray hair out of his face. It strayed down his cheek, and across his jaw line. One thought passed thought Ginny's head as she looked at Draco's sleep form.

He does have a heart.

All right. Sorry it's been so long since my last update. I had a lot to do. And my parents weren't too happy with my report card. Anyways, tell me what you guys thought. Hope you keep reading.