Chapter Twelve – Quidditch

It took all of Ginny's self-control not to throw herself into Draco's arms when she saw him back on the Hogwarts Express. She held Harry's hand dutifully, and said all the right things. Harry was delighted with her, she could tell.

As they got off of the train, she saw Draco mouth, "Same time, same place," to her. She felt a wave of anticipation wash over her. She glanced at her watch. She had six hours till they would meet.

Luckily Harry was tired and wanted to go to bed early. She went into his room with him, and they snogged for a bit. He kept reaching for her breasts, and finally Ginny just gave in and let him stroke her there. She rolled her eyes. He had no idea what set her on fire. Not like Draco.

Finally, Ginny said she was tired as well and quietly left the common room, hoping no one would notice. She made it up to the Room of Requirements as fast as she could. Draco was already waiting for her.

There was a spark of electricity between them as they waited for the door to open. The moment they were inside, clothes started flying, and they almost attacked each other. Draco hoisted her up against the wall and started nibbling her neck. Ginny wrapped her legs around his waist and grinded against his hardness. There was no time for foreplay; they wanted each other too much.

She tried to balance with something, but Draco was thrusting into her while he was standing up. Ginny gave up and just enjoyed feeling him inside her, completing her. Within no time at all they bother surrendered to their orgasms.

Panting, Draco gently picked Ginny up and carried her to the mattress that was in the room. "How are we going to survive the summer?" Ginny asked, laughing. "We barely survived two weeks!"

"I'm not going without you that long, Ginny," Draco said, smiling. He pushed back a strand of hair that was in her face. "We'll find a way."

"We better."

January and February passed without incident. Ginny was disappointed that she had to spend Valentine's Day with Harry. The next night, she and Draco laughed that it was a made up holiday anyways, that it wasn't really important.

Finally in March, something finally threatened to come between the pair. Gryffindor and Slytherin's quidditch match was to be held soon. Ginny and Draco tried to keep it light. But quidditch was very important to both of them, especially with Draco being Captain this year. Both secretly wanted to best the other.

Ginny decided that they would make the match a bit of a bet. If Gryffindor won, Ginny could make Draco do whatever she wanted sexually, and vice versa.

The day of the match arrived, and Harry called the team together for a pep talk.

"All right, team," Harry started. He was pacing, and looking rather nervous. "I know we have the talent to beat the snakes. We just need to have confidence in ourselves, and it will be an easy match. Right?"

Harry looked around for a confirmation. Thinking about what she would love to make Draco do to her, Ginny held out her hand. "Right!"

The rest of the team joined in and shouted, "Gryffindor!"

Ginny played one of the best matches of her life. Within the first fifteen minutes she scored seven goals. But the snitch was very elusive today. After an hour, it still had not been found. Madam Hooch called a time out, so that both teams could rest.

She was hovering on her broom, drinking a glass of water when she heard him.

Ginerva...

Ginny flew away from the rest of the team and turned her back to them.

"Tom?" she whispered.

Ginerva...I just wanted to give you a small warning...

"About what, Tom?" Ginny asked frantically. It had been easily two weeks since he had talked to her.

Look to your left, Ginerva...

Ginny looked, and had to put her hands over her mouth to keep from screaming.

Coming out of the Forbidden Forest were close to a hundred Death Eaters, followed by an army of Dementors.

By then she could hear students in the stands screaming. The quidditch field was surrounded. The students were desperately trying to get out of the stands. Ginny watched in horror as a Hufflepuff was thrown to the ground.

Ginny knew that the Death Eaters were supporting Tom. But there was something completely wrong with the idea of slaughtering the students while they were up in the stands.

Harry screamed for everyone with a broom to surround him. Ginny flew over as quickly as she could. Flashes of light could be seen everywhere.

"Take two students on your broom at a time. Fly them to the castle and then get two more students," Harry yelled to the group. The Slytherin team didn't move. But all of the Gryffindors sprung into action.

Ginny flew over to the closest group of students, some first year Ravenclaws. She hovered so there was no room between her and the stands. "You two," she said, pointing to two terrified looking girls. "Get on my broom. Hold on to me tight."

The girls complied and Ginny flew to the castle as quickly as possible. She dropped them off and flew back to the field. She had to do some tricky maneuvers since Death Eaters were aiming spells at her.

Ginerva...what are you doing?

"You can't slaughter the students Tom!" Ginny screamed. "What have they done to you?"

They go to Hogwarts...they look up to Dumbledore...that is enough...

"I go to Hogwarts! Am I to be killed today?" Ginny yelled. She didn't care who heard her.

Your death would be...unfortunate, Ginerva. I enjoy

By then Ginny made it back to the field. She helped two more young students on to her broom. She glanced over at the Slytherin quidditch team, who were still simply hovering in the air.

"Help us Malfoy!" Ginny screamed. Couldn't Draco see how horrible this was? Attacking the Order or Aurors Ginny could live with. But first year students?

Draco simply turned his back to her. "Draco, please!" Ginny yelled. Nothing. She turned her attention to the students on her broom. The girl was sobbing and the boy was holding Ginny's waist tightly.

Ginny glanced around. Some of the members of the Order had shown up. Tonks, Kingsley and Remus Lupin were fighting on the ground. She flew back to the castle. Hagrid was standing guard at the door. To Ginny's amazement, he was holding a wand and defending the entrance very well.

She dropped the students off and started flying back to the stands. There were still so many students that needed help.

Why are you helping the side of Light, Ginerva? I see what you are thinking. You think I am wrong to attack...

"Attack the teachers, Tom. Attack them. Don't attack innocent first years who have barely begun to live!"

I am sorry you feel that way. I would like your help on my side...

Ginny stopped flying and put her hand to her head. She felt a little dizzy. "Oh gods," she whispered. She recognized the feeling. She felt like this when Tom was about to possess her.

Ginny looked down. She was easily fifty feet off of the ground. She started flying towards the ground, but she knew it was too late.

Everything slowly went black...

"Ginny?" a voice asked.

Not opening her eyes, Ginny turned her head towards the voice.

"Can you hear me, Ginny?" the voice asked.

Slowly, Ginny nodded. She felt a throbbing pain in her head. Blinking, Ginny opened her eyes. She couldn't seem to focus on anything. Where was she?

"Ginny?" the voice repeated.

Ginny focused on the voice. After a moment of concentration, she realized that it was Harry saying her name.

"Harry?" she said weakly.

"She's awake!" Harry yelled. Within a moment, Madam Pomfrey was next to him.

"You gave us quite a scare, Weasley," Madam Pomfrey said sternly. You fell fifty feet. I'm amazed that you're alive."

"Are the Death Eaters gone?" Ginny asked quietly.

Harry nodded. "The battle's over," he said sadly.

"How many?" Ginny asked darkly.

Harry knew exactly what she was asking. "Seventeen students. Two teachers. Six Aurors and two members of the Order."

Ginny closed her eyes and thought about how many were killed. She didn't know if she could handle finding out who the dead were. She was sure she'd find out soon enough.

After a moment, Ginny looked over to her left, and gave a small gasp. Her brother Ron was laying in a hospital bed. He looked horrible. His entire face was swollen. And it looked like his leg had practically been snapped in two. "Ron?" Ginny asked.

"Madam Pomfrey said he'll be fine in a few weeks," Harry said sadly. "Hermione's fine. She had been cut in the arm, and lost a lot of blood, but Madam Pomfrey fixed her right up."

Ginny closed her eyes and went back to sleep. Hours later when she woke up, she could tell that it was dark out. Her eyes were a bit out of focus, but she could tell someone was sitting next to her, holding her hand.

Draco.