"Squee!" Ginny grinned and turned around, unphased by her friend's guinea pig-like noises. The small blonde hurtled herself at Ginny, and she barely had time to brace herself so she wouldn't fall over.

"Ow!" Ginny protested, "That's still painful!"

"Well… I'm still really happy to see you! Where were you, Ginnykins?"

Ginny knew she was a terrible liar, but she figured she'd give it a shot anyhow.

"Er… really, really lost?"

Kisney rolled her eyes. "Right. And I'm dating Oliver Wood."

Ginny arched an eyebrow. "Kinsey, hun, you are dating Oliver Wood."

"Damn straight. I just thought I'd rub it in. I still don't believe you, though. You don't get a huge bruise on your leg from getting lost."

Damn. Ginny looked down at her leg and saw that the bruise had not only gotten bigger, but it had turned a sickly greenish color and was no longer hidden by her fishnets. "I also… fell down some stairs?"

Kinsey scoffed. "Right. Of course." She examined Ginny's face. "Honey, You're really pale."

"Don't mock me."

"No, like you need to eat." Ginny opened her mouth to point out the amazing amount of chocolate Madame Pomfrey had shoved down her throat, but Kinsey shushed her; "No protests. I'll go get Attie, we'll go to the house elves, and we'll meet you in your room. Go."

"So," Kinsey said, "That Joey kid finally asked Attie out."

"That short one?" Ginny asked, snatching a miniature candy bar out of Attie's care package from her parents, who were muggles.

"Yeah, she's been mooning over him forever."

Attie blushed. "I have not!"

Ginny smiled at her. "Yes, you have. But still," She turned to Kinsey, "You were mooning over Wood for near two years! I would think you would be more sympathetic to the mooning of… erm… what are you guys looking at?" Kinsey and Attie were staring over her shoulder at what she assumed was the wall.

Attie snapped out of it first. "King Malfoy is changing."

"And?" Ginny asked.

"I can see it. Why can I see it?"

Ginny turned around and, sure enough, Malfoy was standing there shirtless with his back turned to them. The wall, or towels, that usually separated them was no longer there.

"What the HELL?" Hearing Ginny's voice, he turned around. He saw the lack of wall and rolled his eyes.

"What the hell happened now? Those towels were there a minute ago, Weasley. I know I'm gorgous, but this is bordering on harassment." Ginny was sure she detected a hint of a laugh in his voice.

As if on cue, Dumbledore walked in through Malfoy's door.

"Ah, children, I had hoped you would be an acception." Seeing their confused look, he explained further. "The walls that contained the spell seem to have, essentially, disappeared altogether. The house elves will be in shortly to begin rebuilding it. There will be fumes and a mess and the like, so you won't be sleeping in your dormitories."

"Should we go back to our house dorms?" Ginny asked.

"I'm afraid there are no available beds, my dear. In any of the houses." He added, glancing at Malfoy.

"So, where are we supposed to sleep?" Malfoy asked.

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "There is a pull out couch in your common room. Miss Orion, Miss Nattinger," Kinsey winced at the mispronunciation of her name, "please come with me. It is nearly curfew. We wouldn't want you wandering the halls." Ginny looked longingly at her friends as they left her.

Draco faced her, arching an eyebrow. "Looks like we're bunkmates, Weasley."

Ginny was so frustrated she nearly screamed. She had tried every charm she knew to make the bed even a little bit larger; an enlarging charm, an enlongating charm, a widening charm, even a thickening charm. Nothing had worked. It was still the much too small double bed it had started as.

She sighed and sat down just as Malfoy came out of the bathroom wearing a pair of green flannel pyjama pants and nothing else. Ginny herself was wearing a pair of black boyshorts and a Jolly Roger tank top; at least he wouldn't feel underdressed. He eyed the bed.

"It's a tad on the small side, isn't it?"

"I noticed. I tried everyting. It refuses to be made any larger."

"Well, you obviously didn't try everything."

"Well, gee, I'm sorry I couldn't meet your needs. Perhaps you can ring you daddy and he can floo in with a nice full sized bed for you."

She suddenly found herself flush against the wall, held there by the majority of Draco's body. His face was mere inches from hers, and her heart skipped a beat despite herself.

"Do not speak of my father to me." He growled. "You know nothing about him. You know nothing about me. Do you understand? Nothing." His gaze was so intense that she had to look away.

Draco found himself following her movements with his eyes. They traveled over her face and finally settled themselves on her lips. He suddenly had the strong desire to kiss her. He mentally slapped himself.

What would father say?

Fuck it. Let his father say what he wanted.

Ginny was almost as surprised as he was when he leaned in and captured her lips with his own. She recovered quickly, bracing her hands on his chest to push him away, but found that she didn't want to. She moved her hands from his chest to his neck and kissed him back.

Draco knew he should stop. His father would likely kill him already; he was just digging his own grave. Then again, who cared how deep it was? She tasted like strawberries and he wanted more. He kissed her harder; every inch of his skin that touched her was burning.

Suddenly, he pulled away. Ginny was confused for a moment, and when she opened her eyes, he had his back turned to her. She leaned against the wall and stayed there until he turned the light out.

Slowly making her way to the bed, she felt around for the space she was meant to sleep in. She soon realized that he had arranged his body in such a way that he took up the entire bed, leaving no room for her.

She grinned; having grown up with a house full of brothers, she knew exactly what to do. He wasn't nearly as clever as the credited himself to be. She aimed herself carefully at the spot where he seemed to be most concentrated, ran…

… and jumped.

(A/N: Sorry for the wait. I had to go through the story and take out the song lyrics. I even had to change the chapter titles to boring old numbers. :tear: Review to make me feel better! .)