A/N: Sorry it's been taking me while to get this up, but I love this story, it's almost complete, and I just don't want it to end. Alright I would like to thank the following people

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Ginny Weasley walked down to the common room from the fifth-year-girls' dormitories, and noticed that there was a rather large group of Gryffindors gathered around the notice board. Obviously something important and, by the way some of the third years were laughing, funny was posted. Slightly interested in what it was, and whether or not it had anything to do with her, she walked over to the notice board.

There was a rather large sign posted up with small leaf designs in the margin, which was really weird in Ginny's opinion. A group of giggling fourth years moved aside, leaving a rather large gap in the group of people gathered around the notice board, so Ginny moved forward to take their place. She could now read the notice, and couldn't help but laugh at what it said. It read,

ATTENTION SIXTH YEARS

All sixth years are to report to the Great Hall on Monday after classes. They will be receiving a special Sex Education course taught by Professor Sprout. Those who do not attend will be severely punished. Those wishing not to attend must get a signed note from a parent or guardian saying that they do not want their child receiving these classes. These SE classes will continue through out the rest of the month, and sixth year student are required to come to all meetings which will be held on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Sundays (after dinner).

Ginny stood completely still for a moment before as she re-read the notice. She would not be required to attend, but Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Draco would be. She couldn't wait to see their faces when they read it. Hermione would take it alright, she loved to learn. Harry and Ron on the other hand...

At that moment the fabulous trio walked into the Gryffindor common room through the portrait hole. They spotted Ginny by the notice board, and walked over to meet her. She could tell they had been in the Library as Hermione had a bountiful supply of books in her hands, and they all had their shoulder bags.

" Hi Guys," Ginny said when they reached her, Ginny was still laughing at what was written on the notice. They all gave her a collective, "Hi", as Ginny pointed at the notice board next to her. " Have you guys seen this yet?" Hermione, Harry and Ron walked over to the notice board, Hermione smiled while Harry and Ron's mouths dropped open. " I'll take that as a no."

" Wow," Hermione said, excitement ringing in her voice. " This is going to be really cool! I had SE when I was going to a muggle school!" Hermione turned to face Ginny, with an excited expression. Behind her Harry and Ron had turned around and fixed the same expression on their faces. " It was a great experience, and I..."

" Can't wait to see how Wizarding world teaches it," Harry and Ron finished with her. Their impression was so good it made Ginny laugh even more. Hermione turned, and glared at them both before turning back to Ginny with the same excited smile she had before on her face.

" I don't have to go, either," Ginny said as Hermione walked over to their favorite squashy arm chairs by the fire. Harry and Ron gave her a don't-remind-us look. " I'm going to see if I can find Draco. I wonder if he's seen this yet. I can't wait to see his face. Yours were hilarious!"

" Wait Ginny," Ron called as Ginny walked off toward the Portrait hole. She ignored him, and continued to walk off to the portrait hole. Ron followed a little after. " I'll come with you!" Ginny disappeared through the portrait hole. " Why didn't she listen to me?"

" Maybe because she's fifteen," Harry said as he walked over to Ron. " She's old enough to fend for herself. I know you still don't completely trust Draco yet, but Ginny can handle herself." Ron sighed, and looked at Harry. " Trust me, Draco's a nice guy. If you can trust me, you can trust him."

" So Draco," Blaise said as he walked over to the blond who sat on one of the armchairs in the Slytherin common room next to the fire. Draco looked up at Blaise, but looked back at the fire when he realized who it was. " You said that we could talk about what I nearly told Ginny. When's that going to happen."

" Not right now," Draco said as he glared at the fire. " I'm thinking about some things right now." Draco turned away from the fire, he couldn't look at it anymore. He didn't know why, but now it hurt him, more emotionally than physically, to look at it. Draco stood up, and turned to face Blaise. " Stay away from Ginny."

" Where are you going," Blaise asked as Draco turned and walked toward the exit. Draco waved as he left the common room, the exit closed behind him. Blaise stood there, and glared at the exit. " We're going to have to talk about it sooner or later. He can't put it off forever."

Draco walked off with out really knowing where he was going. He was just trying to put as much distance between him and Blaise. Why was Blaise bringing up things in their past? Was he trying to make Draco angry, or something like that? Was he trying to tell Draco something?

Well, Draco thought as he walked on, not even looking up. If he is trying to tell me something, I probably don't want to know. I should just ignore him, or tell him to leave me alone. Though, I doubt that he'll listen to me. That's Blaise for you, he only cares about himself...Why are my knees cold?

Draco looked up and realized where he was, and it confused him. He was standing in the lake. The water was up to his knees, and was freezing cold. The water was stone gray, and Draco couldn't even see his own feet. He turned and walked out of the water, doing a drying spell on his clothes, but his mind was more on the lake and why he kept coming to it.

" Draco! What are you doing out here," Called a familiar voice from behind him, it was Ginny. " What were you doing standing in the water, too? I thought you were going to...well, never mind," Draco gave her a curious look. " You could catch your death out here."

" Oh really," Draco asked as they turned and began to walked up to the castle. He took her hand in his as they walked along. This, his relationship with Ginny, was what he should be thinking about, not Blaise. " Well, what about you? You could get sick from coming out to get me, and that wouldn't be good."

" Yeah I suppose," Ginny said as they walked up to the castle. Draco opened the door for her, and they stepped in. It was much warmer in the castle than it was outside, but Draco still pulled Ginny closer to him and placed his arm around her shoulders. " But it doesn't matter if I get sick."

" Yes it does," Draco said with a sigh, he smiled at her. " If it matters whether or not I get sick it defiantly matters if you do." They walked along in a silence for a few moments. " Hey Ginny, what did you think I was doing when I was standing in the water? You were saying something about it, but you stopped."

" It was nothing," Ginny lied quickly, she didn't look at him. " I thought you were going to go swimming, and then you could have caught Hypothermia." Draco stopped and gave her a disbelieving look. " Oh all right, I thought..." Ginny continued quietly. " ...that you were going to drown yourself."

" What," Draco yelled incredulously as he stared at her. Ginny wasn't looking at him, instead she was staring at her feet, but Draco could still see the red rising in her cheeks. " How could you think that? I've got you Ginny, why on Earth would I want to kill myself?"

" Well what was I supposed to think," Ginny asked as she looked up at him, her face was still red. " You never tell me how you feel anymore. We don't ever just talk now, you keep everything to yourself. I know you have stuff going on in your life, and thoughts in your mind. I just wish I knew what they were."

" Ginny calm down," Draco said anxiously, though there was a hint of laughter in his voice. " I'm fine, really I am. If there was anything wrong with me, don't you think I would tell you?" It was at that moment that a thought crossed Draco's mind. One that he had never dared to think before. " Don't you trust me?"

" Of course," Ginny said, laughter in her voice as well. Though, for her, it made her sound as though she were trying to pass the question off. She tried again, this time, to sound more convincing. " Of course I trust you Draco."

" Ginny don't lie to me," Draco said, his voice hollow, yet sad. " If you trusted me, you wouldn't have thought..." Draco closed his eyes, what was he doing at the lake? How could he tell Ginny with such confidence that he didn't want to kill himself? " Just forget about it. Let's talk about something else."

" Like the fact that starting Monday all sixth years have to take sex education," Ginny asked, a smile on her face, as she had predicted the reaction that would follow after this news. Draco stared at her for a moment. " Is that a good change of subject?"

" No way," Draco said, though he didn't sound so certain that it wasn't true. He laughed a little. " You're kidding me right." She shook her head, the smile on her face widening. She had predicted all this, but not what came next. " This should prove to be eventful."

" All right everyone, I need to call roll, so quiet down," Professor Sprout said to the sixth years who were gathered in the Great Hall because they couldn't get their parents to send a signed note releasing them from this.

Professor Sprout began to call role, and one by one people called out "here", "yes", or, from those who weren't paying attention and had to have their names repeated numerous amount of times, "huh".

A folded bit of parchment appeared before Draco's eyes which had been looking down at the table until the note obstructed his view. He picked it up, and looked it over. It said that it was addressed "To: Draco", but it didn't say who it was from. Draco opened the note, and read it.

Dear Draco,

I have something that I do believe belongs to you. I want to say again that I am really, really, really, really sorry. I promise I didn't read any of it, but it think I picked it up when we ran into each other. Which means that you probably have my book, which does need to be returned to the school Library.

Draco looked over at Harry, it had been his direction from which the note had come from. Draco raised his eyes brows, but Harry shook his head, he then looked at Ron, but Ron shook his head as well. Which meant that it was most likely from...

Hermione passed Ron a wrapped something, Ron passed it to Harry, and Harry passed it to Draco. It said that it was, again, "To :Draco", and it was "From: Hermione". The note had been from Hermione.

" DRACO MALFOY!"

" Huh, oh, h-here," Draco muttered as he looked up at Professor Sprout who had already continued to do roll. Draco looked at the package, and quickly unwrapped it, putting the wrapping into a nearby bin. Lying in front of him was his diary. " What?"

Many questions ran through Draco's mind. What was Hermione doing with his diary? She said that she hadn't read it, was she telling the truth? Did she purposely make their books swap, or was it truelly and accident? How much the fine on her library book would be if he didn't turn it in soon.

" Alright then," Professor Sprout said as she placed the sheet of names in front of her. " I have a lot to teach, you have a lot to learn, so listen up." She passed out two pieces of paper to everyone. " Does anyone have any questions?"

A vast amount of hands went up into the air. Four of them belonging to Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Draco. Professor Sprout pointed at Draco with a evident smile on her face.

" What, exactly, are these pieces of parchment for Professor Sprout," Draco asked as he looked down at them. " Er…and why are they both blank exactly? Do you want us to write something?"

" Yours is blank, there's something written on mine," Some called from the other side of the room. Draco noticed that all the hands that had been in the air had gone down, apparently he had asked the same thing everyone else was wondering.

" Ah yes," Professor Sprout said as she looked at the group of students sitting in front of her. " I though someone would ask about those. Everyone has one empty bit of parchment, that is where you will be keeping score. I would like everyone on this side of the room to line up on that wall, and everyone the other side of the room to line of on that wall." Everyone did as they were told. " I am going to call a name, and that person will go over to the other side of the room, and hand the other parchment piece I handed you all to that person. The person they hand their piece of parchment to will do the same thing, until I tell you all to stop, and I will give further instructions then. If you have or get a card that says STD write on the parchment that I gave you all first a checkmark. Now, please remember that this is a game, and even though the passing of a card from on person to another is our pretend version of intercourse this game isn't a way of me telling you to go forth and have…intercourse. Now, please begin." Sprout looked down at the roll sheet. " Blaise Zabini."

Blaise stepped away from the line on the side of the room he was on. He walked out into the middle of the room, and looked around at everyone who was lined up against the wall on Draco's side. After a short pause he walked purposely over to Draco, and handed him his slip of paper. Draco gave him his spot, and walked out into the middle of the room. He unfolded the slip of paper. It read, "STD"

A/N: Sorry that this was a short chapter, it was somewhat of a filler, except that it had some important stuff in it. Well, the fun is going to continue in the next chapter that might just be my last for this story, but don't worry. I have some more stories stocked up, and rearing to be put on the internet!