Chapter 6 Bitter Sweet

The taste was bitter sweet, like that taste that you get in your mouth
after you eat dark chocolate, that really amazing taste that makes you
want more. That last bit, the "wanting more" bit, is the part that
......well you 'will soon see and need no divination'.

The smell was unbearable, more specifically, unbearably exhilarating.
The smell of cool fresh mint filled the air mixed with the smell of
caramel and honey. This combination produced an unusually remarkable
scent, the kind that makes you tingle inside.

The feeling was unforgettable, one that you couldn't compare to any
other experience in your life. It was real, yet magical (well, this
was Hogwarts, but anyway...) it was inspiring, invigorating, and yet
depressing all at once.

The sound was...silent. There wasn't any noise, any interruptions, and
no unnecessary additions.

The sight was, well, there's only one way to say it: ODD. It was
totally out of the ordinary, something that wouldn't even exist in the
imagination. It was a charade of sorts, maybe rather an oxy moron? Who
knows, except it was terrifically complex and yet so simple.

The best way to describe it? Bitter Sweet.

Isn't that how you would describe a kiss shared by Draco Malfoy and
Ginny Weasley?

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It was after midnight, but Harry couldn't sleep. Instead, he opened he
opened his trunk and sifted through his most prized possessions. His
sneakoscope that Ron had bought him for his 13th birthday, the mirror
from Sirius, the family photo album, letters from Lupin, and a small
package wrapped in brown paper.

Harry didn't recognize this last thing, he carefully removed it and
took of the string and paper in his hands laid the piece of glass that
he had found just a month earlier. How soon time passes, and how
quickly had he forgotten. Time dims the memory... It was still of that
leather texture, in the same abnormal shape of a puzzle piece. Harry
had been so sure that it had meant something, that it was important,
and he had been so keen on solving the puzzle, I mean, mystery.

What with Ginny and Eden and his school work, OK, so maybe more of the
focus had been on girls, but nevertheless he had completely forgotten
about. However, the same feeling that he had once had soon swept over
him, and he became obsessed with discovering what was so important
about this unique piece of glass. He held it up to the light, and saw
his scar clear and perfectly outlined reflected in the puzzle piece.

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The dark green and silver bookmark lay on the floor next to the
fireplace, the Slytherin snake staring up at the blank ceiling, and
the tassels of the bookmark warm with the air of the fire. This Ginny
soon discovered as she stepped barefoot on the bookmark and then the
marble floors of Draco's personal suite.

Now ordinarily, this would NEVER, I repeat, NEVER happen, but this is
not the ordinary, rather the sub-ordinary. You know what I mean, that
place somewhere between reality and imagination where you have a
desire to do something and you do it, no matter what tacit rules may
exist and no matter what your past or future consists of. No the "sub-
ordinary" is a place that has no past or future, just a present, there
are no rules, reason doesn't exist, thus passion reigns the body, or
in this case, raging hormones do.

And it is because of this world that Draco Malfoy was making out with
a member of the family that his family despised the most, Ginny
Weasley.

One moment Ginny was yelling at Draco, disgusted by his utterly
repulsive behavior, the next their lips touched; a kiss so timeless,
so simple, yet so VERY complex; a kiss so sweet and satisfying and yet
so bitter and disappointing. It was the perfect kiss, filled with
longing and attraction and sorrow and adrenaline and hate and love,
well you get the picture.

This kiss left them both 'wanting more' and this wish resulted in
chaos.