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A/N: Hey everyone, I want to thank everyone who has reviewed this story, you guys rock! And I am so sorry that I have not updated this in forever. I meant to I really did but then time just slips away you know? And plus I just had finals so everything was totally hectic. I'm kind of disappointed in myself, I got two B's! I really wanted to get all A's but I guess there's always next semester right? And I can just tell myself that the B's were in my hardest classes which usually only Juniors are in (Chemistry Honors and Spanish 3) so I guess I didn't do too badly. Anyway, I kinda got off subject but read and enjoy! (and review)

"Ginny, Ginny, wake up," Ginny woke up to Draco shaking her awake.

"What? What is it?"

"Come with me, I want to show you something."

Ginny got up and groggily walked out with Draco, letting him lead her by the hand. Ginny furtively looked at her hand which was being held by Draco, he didn't seem to notice so she decided to let it be since his hand was quite warm and actually very comforting.

Draco let go of her hand as they reached a staircase, they climbed for quite awhile in a companionable silence which they had sort of adopted since coming to a silent agreement that they wouldn't grate on each other's nerve after the "frosting incident" as Ginny referred to it in her mind.

Draco led Ginny up to a balcony where an incredible sunrise was taking place.

"Oh," Ginny breathed reverently. "It looks like someone left the gate to heaven open again," she said with a smile. The sunrise was completely awe-inspiring. Ginny took her eyes from the sunrise to examine her surroundings a bit more. She was on the highest balcony of the house. The balcony was very ornate and beautiful with a table and two chairs waiting for them only a few feet away.

Ginny sat down in one of the chairs and watched Draco as he sat in the one across from her.

"Do you like it?" Draco asked.

"Like it? How could I not? It is wonderful! And the trees look positively diminutive from up here," came her gleeful response.

Draco pulled out a thermos of coffee from his under his cloak and poured it into two mugs that were sitting on the table in front of them. He gave it to Ginny just how she liked it, a little bit of cream and one lump of sugar.

"How'd you know how I take my coffee?"

"I've seen you do it a hundred times,"

"I suppose that's true," There was a pause, "Thank you for bringing me here, it's beautiful."

"Your welcome,"

"How'd you find this place?"

"My grandmother showed it to me when I was here as a little boy. I come here to think sometimes."

"You know, you never did tell me why you came to stay with your grandparents. I don't mean to pry but…well I am curious by nature, it's this damn red hair, you know?"

Draco thought for a moment, he didn't know what, but something prompted him to tell her about what happened. She would find out soon enough anyway. It's a miracle that his grandmother had never brought it up before. Draco decided that it was time.

"My father went to jail after my fifth year, as you know. I only had my mother, who never really cared for me anyway. It wasn't that she disliked me or anything, it was just that I was never really important enough for her time. But she did care about me, that's different from caring for me."

"How so?"

"If you care for someone, then you like them, you like being in their company. But if you care about someone, you only care what happens to them. If I was sick she hired the best nurses to take care of me. But that's just it, I never wanted the best nurses, I just wanted my mother. When my dad got sent to Azkaban my mother started ignoring me even more than usual. I could tell that something was wrong but she never gave me the time of day enough for me to ask if she was alright," he paused, debating whether to go on, "One night I got this urge to go talk to my mother. I went into her study and there she was, lying on the floor, a bottle of pills scattered next to her. I immediately alerted the servants who went to get a doctor but it was already too late. She had overdosed on sleeping pills and died." Draco was now quiet.

"Oh Draco, I am so sorry," Ginny whispered as she put her hand over Draco's.

"It's alright, it's no one's fault. It happened at the very end of last year, my sixth year. I'll be seventeen in three weeks and I'm staying with my grandparents until I'm eighteen and then I get my parent's estate and fortune." Draco looked at the stricken look on Ginny's face. Apparently she had not even considered that this was the reason Draco was now with his grandparents.

"Don't look like that Gin, I've made my peace with it."

Ginny smiled at her nickname. He had never called her Gin before. It had taken his grandmother's wrath to get him to even call her Ginny, this was a huge step for him.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your mother,"

"I know you won't, that's why I told you. I trust you."

'Another huge step, trusting someone, wow he is improving by leaps and bounds this morning!' Ginny thought to herself.

"I'm glad you do,"

Ginny brought her knees up to her chin, sipped her coffee, and said, "You know, the party is coming up soon."

"Yeah, I know. I don't know if I'm particularly looking forward to it though."

"Oh come on, it'll be fun!"

"You don't know, you've never had to attend one of these things, they are very boring."

"Yes, maybe before, but this time it won't be."
"And why not?"

"Because I will be there with you of course!" Ginny said sweetly. "It'll be exciting! You're right, I've never been to something like this and once I go, I can tell people that I have, that'll so cool!"

"Maybe for you,"

Ginny rolled her eyes, "Draco, we already covered this. I will personally make sure that you have fun. Does that make you feel better?"

"Yes it does."

They chatted amiably for a while about the party. It was funny, Ginny had never thought in her entire life that she would be in a place like this, chatting amiably with Draco Malfoy. All of this was just so odd!

"I cannot believe that the party is tomorrow! There is so much to do around the house to get it ready!" Ginny sighed.

"The chefs have been working all week on food for the party, that must be why my grandmother gave them a day off yesterday. They're using very complicated magic to make everything intricately and beautifully decorated. The cake, well, suffice to say that it will blow peoples minds, it's huge! But all we really have to do today is decorate, which won't be that hard with our wands back," he swished his wand around reverently.

Apparently the wands had appeared next to Draco's bed sometime during the night. They were both very pleased to have them back. Especially Draco, since he could use his without getting into trouble with the school.

After a few more minutes of chatting Ginny said, "We should be getting back in the house. I want to get started with decorating before your grandmother gets home."

"I guess you're right," Draco got up out of his chair with a groan.

**

"Ginny, the party starts in two hours, could you go get Agatha ready?"

"Sure Caroline. Come on Agatha, let's go upstairs," Ginny answered, glad to get out of the chaos that was surrounding the house now that the party was only a few hours away.

It took Ginny an hour to get Agatha ready since the little girl would not sit still while Ginny tried to comb and wash her hair. After she was finished Ginny brought Agatha down for Caroline to inspect.

"Oh, don't you look darling my dear!" Caroline said as soon as Agatha walked through the door.

"You did a wonderful job Ginny, now it's your turn. Go upstairs and get ready, Agatha can help arrange the flowers around the house."

"Yay," Agatha screamed, she had been wanting to help with the party all day but no one would let her until now.

Ginny went to her bathroom and took a much needed bubble bath. After that she put on her make-up. Nothing too dramatic, just the basics, a hint of eyeliner, some silver eye-shadow with a hint of green, and some reddish colored lip-gloss that complimented her pale skin. She put her hair in some magic rollers that she had gotten for her birthday one year that proclaimed, "majestic waves in twenty seconds!" She took them out twenty seconds later and had "majestic waves" just like the ad promised. Now it was time for the dress to come on. She slipped into the silken folds and zipped it up as far as she could.

"Oh no," she sighed. She couldn't zip it up all the way. Her arm didn't bend like that! She stood there, contemplating what to do. Finally she decided she must find someone to do it for her.

She stuck her head out of her door and said, "Excuse me, could someone help me?"

A few seconds later she was greeted by the sound of footsteps, "What do you need?" Draco asked.

'Not the person I wanted to help me,' Ginny thought.

"Um, could you zip me up," Ginny blushed as she said it.

"Alright, turn around." Ginny turned. She shivered as she felt his fingers on her bare skin. Every time he touched her it sent an electric shock up her spine.

'that's odd,' Ginny thought, 'that's how it used to feel when I touched Harry.'

"Sorry, I know, my fingers are cold," Draco said after feeling her shiver.

"It's fine,"

She turned around and for the first time Draco got a good look at her.

"How do I look?"

"You look…um…" Draco stammered not knowing what to say as he took in her gorgeous green and silver dress, the modest emerald and diamond necklace, the diamond drops in her ears, and her flowing red waves. He wasn't exactly the smooth talker that other people thought he was.

"Not good? Oh no, what is it?" Ginny asked in a panic.

"No, no, no!" Draco exclaimed not wanting her to doubt herself. "You look…" Draco still didn't know what to say. "Perfect," he said, at last finding the right word.

Ginny blushed all the way to the roots of her hair.

"But wait, there's something missing, hold on," Ginny watched his retreating back and saw him pick up a silver rose from the vase in the hallway. He walked over with it and gently placed it behind her ear.

"Now, you look perfect," he whispered in her ear.

"Draco," Caroline called from downstairs.

"Sorry, I must go greet the guests. Not exactly my forte but I'll try to be polite," he gave her an impish grin.

"Go, do your duty, I'll be down in a little while. And I will uphold my promise."

"What promise is that?"

"The promise that you will have fun of course!"

"I'll hold you to it,"

**

It was now nine o'clock, the party had been going for two hours now and Agatha was getting very tired. So far it had been relatively boring, having to chat with this important person and that important person. Ginny hoped it would get better soon.

"Caroline," Ginny whispered in her ear, "I think I should put Agatha to bed, she's very tired and I think that she's had quite enough of tonight's action."

"Alright, go ahead, but be quick about it, there are still some hands to shake I'm afraid."

Ginny picked Agatha up and started the very long ascent up the stairs. She finally got to Agatha's room and gently sat her on the bed.

"Agatha, we have to get you in your nightclothes, do you think you could do that for me?"

Agatha nodded her head yes. She slowly put her pajamas on, with Ginny helping her every now and then. Finally, she laid her head down on the pillow. Ginny tucked her in.

"Will you sing to me?"

"What would you like me to sing?"

"Anything."

"Alright." Ginny thought for a moment and then decided on a song that her dad had sung to her when she was a child. Apparently it had been a very popular muggle American song from a television show called, "The Muppets" her dad liked it because of its association with muggles but she liked it because of all the memories it held for her.

"Why are there so many

Songs about rainbows,

And what's on the other side?

Rainbows are visions

But only illusions,

And rainbows have nothing to hide.

So we've been told

And some choose to believe it

I know they're wrong

Wait and see

Someday we'll find it
The rainbow connection

The lovers

The dreamers

And me."

Her voice trailed off slowly on the last note. She sighed a happy sigh and looked at the sleeping, angelic face of the child before her. Sometimes she wished that she could be as blissfully happy as Agatha. There are a lot of things that people can learn from little children. She looked around the room to find herself staring into the eyes of one, Draco Malfoy.

She smiled at him and said, "Aren't you supposed to be doing your family duty?"

"I've been doing it for two hours, I think they can handle it if I take a break for five minutes." He paused, "You should sing more often,"

"No I shouldn't. I may not be that bad, but I'm not that good either."

"Don't underestimate yourself."

Ginny bit her lip, "We better get out there again, someone has probably missed us."

"You're right,"

"Aren't I always?" Ginny answered coquettishly.

They made there way down the stairs rather slowly, due to Ginny's high-heeled shoes. Once they were downstairs they expected people to bombard them with chit-chat. They were wrong. It appeared that most everyone was now on the dance floor. And it also looked like the two other teenagers, Emma and Scott, had hit it off quite well, since they were dancing non-stop.

Ginny and Draco chuckled to themselves, knowing that Draco was supposed to be with Emma and Ginny was supposed to be with Scott. Sometimes plans go in totally different directions then they were meant to.

After standing around for a few minutes Draco had made up his mind. "Would you like to dance?"

Ginny looked at him, surprised. After regaining her composure she merely said, "Sure."

Caroline watched Ginny and Draco twirling around on the floor. Draco whispered something to Ginny and Caroline saw her smile and laugh. Caroline sighed to herself. If only they would bring their barriers down!

"How'd you learn to dance so well?" Ginny asked breathlessly as she twirled around the room with Draco.

"Dance lessons since I was five. Have they paid off?" He asked her with a grin as he dipped her.

"I should say so," she said with a laugh. "No one I know dances half as well as you."

"How many people have you danced with?" Draco asked. Suddenly it mattered to him. He didn't like the idea of any other guy dancing with Ginny.

"Oh, a few," she said, "mostly just my brothers." Draco relaxed a little.

The dance ended and Ginny said, "Let's go get something to drink,"

Draco led her to the table and picked up two champagne glasses. It wasn't champagne, merely sparkling cider. Apparently this was a very popular drink with muggles and since this was a muggle party Caroline had wanted everything authentic.

Ginny was quickly finished with her drink and soon they were out on the dance floor again.

"Caroline,"

"Yes," she turned around to address whoever had said her name.

"Who is that girl that your grandson is dancing with? They seem to be having a wonderful time. I don't think I've ever seen your son that happy."

"I don't think I ever have either. The girl he is dancing with is Virginia Weasley. She is my nanny for the summer, to help with Agatha. They seem to be hitting it off quite well don't you think?"

"A Malfoy, dancing with a Weasley?" Caroline's guest was shocked, "I never thought I'd see the day."

"I didn't either," Caroline said with a grin.

They hadn't realized it but Draco and Ginny had spent the entire night together, dancing, talking, laughing, and generally having a very good time.

It was a very big shock to them when they realized that they were the only ones out on the dance floor.

"Where did everyone go?" Ginny asked once they were off the dance floor.

"Home dear!" Caroline answered her. "It is nearly one in the morning. I think you two should get to bed."

Ginny went to her bathroom ready to take off her dress and make-up. She tried slipping out of the folds of her dress but unfortunately she still needed someone to help her with her zipper.

Draco appeared in her doorway. "Need any help with that?" He asked her as she tried to bend her arm every which way in order to reach the zipper.

She sighed, "Yes please." 'How mortifying, ' she thought to herself, 'twice in one day.'

This time his hands were warmer but she still got that shock when their skin touched.

"Thanks," she murmured.

He nodded his head and backed out of the room.

She slowly took off her make-up and got into her pajamas. It seemed like she tossed and turned forever. She just could not get to sleep! It was like the forces of the world were working against her and had forbid her to go to sleep. She looked at the clock. Three in the morning. She gave up going to sleep and decided to do something with herself. She got up out of bed and went out of her room. She found herself walking towards where Draco had taken her two nights ago, to the balcony. She entered the balcony and sat down in a chair to think about nothing and everything at the same time. The most prominent thought was the fact that school started in three short weeks. She couldn't believe everything that had already happened this summer and she knew that leaving Agatha and Caroline would be more than hard. She also thought of Draco, what would he be like back at school? Suddenly Ginny felt a hand on her shoulder. She swiftly turned around. Once she realized it was only Draco she relaxed.

"What are you doing here this late at night?" Ginny asked.

"Couldn't sleep. You?"

"Same."

Ginny got up and walked to the balcony railing. Draco followed.

"Did you have fun? I promised you that you would have fun, did I uphold it?"

"Yes, you did, I admit I had fun. A lot more fun than I thought I'd have."

Ginny grinned, "I told you so. Although, there were a lot of hands to shake."

"Yes, there always is. Oh I suppose you heard Mr. Beaumont's story about how he is a descendant of Napoleon. He tells that boring, long, story to every unsuspecting person. I meant to warn you about it before, but it must have slipped my mind.

Ginny laughed, "Yes, I heard the story, it was boorishly long, but I found it a little interesting near the end."

"You always do, but don't show too much interest because then he'll go into his second and much longer story about his wife and how she's a distant relative of that American, Benjamin Franklin!"

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind if I ever do see Mr. Beaumont again."

She giggled as a leaf blew into Draco's hair. She reached up onto his disarray of silver blonde hair and pulled the leaf out. They were both suddenly aware of the close proximity they were in. Ginny still hadn't fully removed her hand from his hair.

Draco moved closer and Ginny ran her hand through his hair. He slowly lowered his face and Ginny moved her arms around his neck. Their lips met and it was nothing like Ginny had ever experienced before. Sure she had had her innocent pecks last year but she had never been truly kissed before. You know, that one kiss, where it's just you and him and a vast sea of nothingness, where nothing can bother you because you never want to let go. It was that one special kiss for both of them.

Draco briefly deepened the kiss and then they both slowly pulled away. Ginny bit her lip. Draco gave a sort of half smile. "You always do that when you're nervous."

"Do what?"

"Bite your lip."

Ginny gave him a funny expression. "You know more about me than my own brother does," she smiled and looked down gently rubbing her finger on her lips.

"Ginny,"

"Yeah," she said as she looked up.

He came towards her and gave her a light, soft kiss on her already tingling lips.

"Sweet dreams," he said. And then he walked back into the house.

Ginny stayed out on the balcony with a big grin. Not exactly knowing what all of this meant but not really caring at this point.

She slowly walked back into the house, which was a hard feat since her legs felt like jelly.

But once her head hit the pillow she was pretty much instantly asleep, dreaming about Draco and what was to come in the days ahead.

A/N: What do you think? I've actually never been kissed so you all have to tell me if I wrote the kiss okay. Did I do well? Not too rushed I hope. Review please!