Chapter Three:
(A/N: More Harry and Ron...and badness in this chapter.)

She winced slightly as his lips and teeth met with her collarbone. She shut her eyes and shuddered while a moan escaped her lips. It trembled slowly from her and she felt his lips curl into a smirk against her skin.

He pulled away from her neck and turned his eyes on her slowly, before running a finger down her navel. Something about his touch made her jerk forward, clamp her nails into his shoulder and crash her lips against his. Next instant was rather fast, as she let out a shriek and set them both to the floor, as the ledge wasn't very wide to start with.

He needed no effort to clamber on top of her, as he leaned his forehead against hers. She was panting and gasping for air, and he had begun to twirl one finger in her red locks.

"I-I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. I rather prefer the floor." A nasty little smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he caught her lips again. His fingers danced across her skin, leaving it to feel like ice. She worked her own digits to glide along his back, once or twice he moaned. Hearing something outside suddenly he sat up.

"-And she starting screaming all because I wanted to see what she thought if I asked out Hermione." Draco stared at Ginny, who had her eyes shut and her hands clamped over her ears, apparently not wanting to rehear this again.

"Come on..." He whispered to her as he slid off of her and took her hand, leading her into the back of the library, where only the shadows slept soundlessly.

He backed her into the wall and proceeded to kiss her as they both heard the door open.

"-She sat she'd be here. Ginny, hey Ginny! Harry's real sorry for what he said." It was Ron, who was shouting.

As they kissed in the concealed shadows Ginny let out a small moan.

It wasn't until Ginny blinked again that she saw what happened. Draco was being forced off of her and thrown into the wall. Ginny screamed and tried to get Ron off of Draco, who was getting the crap beat out of him.

"Ron! Stop!" Ginny cried, trying to grip him around the neck and haul him away.

"Get off!" Ron hissed as he threw her away from him, and she stumbled over one of the desks and hit the floor. Harry blinked at the blood that dripped down her forehead.

"Ron! Ron help me!"

"Not until he pays for hurting my sister!"

"If you keep at it, she won't be able to tell you what happened!" Ron finally stopped and stared at Draco, blood pouring from his nose, one eye swollen shut, his robes torn.

Ron tore his gaze away from Draco and rounded the table, where Harry knelt down. Ginny was sprawled on her back, a trickle of blood racing down her forehead onto her nose. She was breathless.

"Look at what you did..." Ron shouted at Draco, who staggered to get up.

"Oh come off it Ron...we all know that this is your fault." Ron's eyes widened at Harry's accusation, as he, himself took the pale girl in his arms and began to walk out.

Draco followed close by him, but not before slugging Ron in the face, sending him down to the floor.


"What exactly happened?" Harry asked, gripping Ginny tighter.

"I kissed her..."

"Excuse me? I-I thought you just said that you kissed your enemies sister?"

"You heard me correctly Potter. She kissed me back, I see the way she looks at me...she's loved me since her fifth year. Now her brother had to go and do this." He muttered, and reached out to stroke her cheek. Harry watched in utter amazement. He'd never seen Malfoy so caring.

Both boys entered the Hospital Wing and put Ginny down on the first bed available. Draco lay beside her, and as he looked up, Harry was startled to see some new emotion invade the snakes eyes.

Fear.