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Diary of Ginny Weasley

I think I have lost him…I truly do…what ever spell that monster has placed on him is strong and even my love for him cannot break it. I use to think that the Death Eaters couldn't get any worse than torturing and killing Muggles, and anyone who stands in their way of course, but I was wrong. Never would I have ever dreamed that someone could be so evil as to use sex and love as weapons! Some day somehow I will get them all back for what they have done to my friends.

I guess I should explain what happened…though it hurts me to have to recall it all once again I know it will be better to get it all out instead of holding it all in , since I can't very well go and talk to someone about it.

After Quidditch practice today , Harry is our captain which is great! I was so glad I could get all of the team to sign the petition to get him the position. Anyway…after I scored a whopping six points on Ron in which Harry later congratulated me on, but I could kind of see that something was distracting him. After showering he didn't walk with us back to the castle….I didn't think anything of it until I saw something…well someone walking into the locker room! And that someone was blond.

After giving Ron a lame excuse about leaving my book behind, to which he gave me a strange expression, I went back as fast as I could. I was already back at the castle at this point so it took me a while. All the while I just hoped that I had been dreaming it…that Harry was alone. When I walked into the locker room I felt relieved and frightened when I saw that no one was there, but there was a shower on. Slowly, so as not to be seen I went in and went to the bathroom where the shower stalls are. I didn't hear anything out of the ordinary and was about to call out Harry's name when I heard his voice.

"Draco?" his voice cried out in surprise but there was a husky note to it, a delighted overwhelmed sound. It made my blood go cold, and I covered my mouth to keep from gasping aloud. I leaned against the opposite wall , feeling faint and unable to move. It was torture, pure savage torture, to hear the man I love crying out the name of his enemy. I don't remember what I was thinking or how long I was there. But then the cries continued.

"Draco…Merlin please…." His voice rose once again loud over the showers water, begging him. He was begging him! I think I cried out a bit as pain took over my chest and I slid to the floor, tears rolling freely down my face. How could he be…doing…that with him! I heard the Slytherins voice then , it was just a moan but I knew the difference in his voice. Oh, god, how did I just sit there and listen to it all?

"Oh….hell…Harry…." I heard him, and then I wanted to do nothing but rush in on them and curse Malfoy to hell, I didn't even care if I went to azkaban for the rest of my life I just wanted to kill him, just to get him away from Harry.

I covered my ears and sobbed, but the moans continued, their voices mixed in pleasurable cries felt like a dagger to my heart. Then I heard Harry beg again…shortly followed by a pain filled scream from my loves lips and I moved back to my feet slowly. I knew he was hurting him…I should have stopped him! I should have done something! But I didn't…because just then….he broke my heart further.

Loud moans from them both became louder and more frequent. They moaned each others names loudly and Harry….oh my poor Harry…cried out, "Oh….Draco….Iloveyou!" he said the last part all at once in a single joyous , ecstasy filled cry and I ran from there as fast as I could run.

He couldn't have meant it! He can't be in love with him! He just can't! He was just wrapped up in his spell, in their lust. It's not possible! I don't know how long I ran for but it must have been hours for when I came to my senses I was outside Hagrid's house shaking uncontrollably. I wanted to die right then, I'd rather die than be without him.

But I reasoned with myself…it's all just a trick…it's not really. Malfoy is evil and trying to get Harry on his side, trying to take him to you-know-who! But I won't let him! I wont let this keep going, I have to stop this once an for all. I knew what I had to do. I had to talk to Dumbledore. He would be the only person who could help me get Harry back.

After composing myself I went to see him but standing at the stone griffin I got no response. Panicking I pounded on the stone with my fists but to no avail.

"Mrs. WEASLEY! What in Merlin's name do you think you are doing?" Professor McGonagall cried out behind me , startling me. I was crying again.

"I need to see the Headmaster!" I cried out trying to show how desperate and important it was.

"What seems to be the problem?" she asked in a calmer tone walking to me and putting an arm over my shoulder, "What's the matter….is someone hurt?"

"No…Please…I need to speak with him…" I said looking up at her, "It's about Harry."

Was it my imagination or did her face just change a bit?

"What is it?" she asked with alarm in her tone.

I shook my head, "Please….I really want to tell Professor Dumbledore….it's important."

After looking at me for a long moment she sighed and then turned to the griffin and said the password, "Twizzler" I have no idea what that is but it worked and soon the stair case behind the statue was revealed and she and I both walked up it. She knocked on his office door and his pleasant voice beckoned us inside.

"Ah, Mrs. Weasley…how are you this fine evening?" he asked in a jovial voice and standing from behind his desk. "My dear!" he said looking at me in the light, I am sure my nose and eyes matched my hair and that my tears were pretty obvious. "What's the matter?" he asked moving around the desk.

"I..I need your help." I said between sobs as he guided me to a chair before his desk. I lowered my head.

"Now now, child…relax…just clam down and then you can tell me …Here …have a cup of tea." He said reaching over his desk to pour me a cup from a tea set I hadn't noticed. I nodded and accepted the cup gratefully.

After crying so much I felt light headed but I was finally able to stop crying.

"There that's much better." He said with a smile and a twinkle in his eyes, "Now what is this about?"

"Harry." I said with the last sip of my tea. It must have been getting late and I hadn't noticed but suddenly I felt sleepy.

"Ah…yes…so what is it I can help you with?" he asked so kindly as I looked into his face. Then I broke down. I told him everything! I didn't even mean to it just kind of came out! I told him about the night I saw Harry and Draco kissing in the hall before going into the Room of Requirement and then I told him about what I had just heard in the showers. McGonagall seemed very troubled by all of it and was looking very pale and distraught in the corner of the room. Dumbledore, however, looked away from me so I couldn't even see his face. After I had said all that I could, and more than I wanted to, he finally turned to me.

"Mrs. Weasley, have you told anyone else about this?"

"No , no one.."

"Very good, I think it would be better if no one was to find out about this…for Harry's sake." He said and I wonder when he started to look so old.

I just nodded and looked back down to my empty tea cup.

"I will do my best to try and help him and try and get him away from Mr. Malfoy." He said with promise in his voice and with a small nod to McGonagall she gave a soft sound of agreement.

"You are looking quite sleepy, perhaps you should return to your dormitory. Thank you for giving me this information." He said with a small smile and I nodded, I did feel sleepily, more tired than I think I had ever felt. McGonagall looked very distracted as she walked me to Gryffindor tower, I wondered what she was thinking. Well like I said I am really tired, I can't believe I haven't passed out writing this! Off to bed.

Diary of Harry Potter

What the hell was she thinking! I should start from the beginning. Today, right after the Quidditch match, which I am proud to say we won over Ravenclaw, Professor McGonagall came to see me. I haven't really seen much of her since I stopped going to her class or seeing her for help with my animagus. She pulled me away from the cheering Gryffindors and led me away from the field. At first I thought it was strange but then she explained.

"I'm sorry to pull you away from the celebrations , Mr. Potter, but there is something that I must discuss with you."

"it's alright Professor…but why…out here?" we were nearly at Hagrids cabin by then.

"Because…the castle walls have ears…" she muttered and I blinked at her dumbly.

"What is this about?" I felt color already starting to drain from my face as I feared the worst.

She took a deep breath and looked at me strangely.

"I have been informed , as has Professor Dumbledore, of your relationship with Mr. Malfoy---"

"WHAT!" I yelled and took a step back away from her. My heart began racing , how did someone find out!

"Keep your voice down, Mr. Potter!" she scolded and looked around nervously.

"Who told you?" I asked between gritted teeth.

"So, it is true then?" she said with wide eyes. I cursed myself for my stupidity. "I am not here to punish or lecture you…I wanted to warn you."

"Warn me of what?" I asked, my mind in other places.

"Mr. Malfoy is not all what he seems. I know you think you know him and I am not going to tell you to stay away from him—no please don't interrupt me, we have little time. " she said for I had opened my mouth to tell her that I knew Draco better than anyone. "I am only asking you to be very careful of who you trust…I don't know what Dumbledore plans to do with this information but I would suggest that you try and hide your relationship and your feelings as best you can…..for they could one day be used against you."

I wanted to say something in anger but then I lowered my head and took a deep breath, this wasn't her fault I knew she was trying to help me.

"Thank you." I said and she turned around and walked away.

Back at the Gryffindor locker room where everyone on the team was getting dressed from their showers my mind wondered. Who could have seen us? Who would have told Dumbledore? Then I remembered, I remembered sensing someone that night, the night Draco used the killing curse on me in the hall way. Down the hall I thought I felt someone, someone familiar. At the time I thought I was imagining it because I was hurting from the curse. I closed my eyes for a minute after pulling my uniform shirt off. Trying to recognize the colors, the feeling….Ginny….

My eyes snapped open and I looked around the room, she was in the girls locker room on the other side of the wall behind the showers. Showers…oh Merlin I knew I had felt someone then too! I was just so distracted—for lack of a better word--- I didn't care who it was.

Did she hear everything? She must have seen he and I kiss that night. But why would she tell Dumbledore? I knew I had to talk to her, right then. Pulling a shirt on, not caring that I hadn't showered yet I went to the girls locker room. There was only one other girl on the team who had obviously finished her showering and changing and had left for the victory party because when I walked in Ginny was standing there all alone by her locker, wrapped only in a towel, but I didn't care.

"It was you wasn't it?" I asked from the door way in an icy tone scaring her causing her to jump and turn to face me. I instantly saw the fear in her eyes and the confrontation with in her mind. She lowered her head and turned back around to face her locker.

"What are you talking about."

"Don't pay games with me, Ginny…..It was you in the hall way the other night…it was you standing outside of the shower…so it had to be you who told Dumbledore." My voice was so cold it worried me, but my anger was controlling and I walked to her and forced her to face me, my hands griping her upper arms tightly, "Why? Why did you tell him.?" I couldn't help the hurt in my loud voice as I stared into her face which she was trying to keep away from mine. "Ginny! Look at me! Why?"

"OKAY!" she yelled trying to push away from me, and looking up to my face there was anger in her eyes, "I told him alright…!" she said exasperatedly. I suddenly leapt at her, crushing her against the locker and she whimpered in pain but her anger only grew.

"WHY?" I yelled between clinched teeth, "Do you have any idea what you have done?" I was so angry, I regret that now….and I probably always will..

"Harry…stop!" she said in a weak voice her strength faltering.

"JUST TELL ME WHY?" I shook her.

"BECAUSE I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU!" she screamed into my face, a tear rolling down her cheek and I froze, I could hear my heart beat in my ears thudding loudly and I was so close to her I felt as though I could feel her own. I must have been in shock for it took me a minute to hear her speaking to me.

"Harry ..he's a death eater! He has cast some sort of spell on you! Think about what he did to Hermione…what he has done to all of us in the past six years---" she was pleading with me, and I could see how fear filled her aura and features were, she was shaking beneath my hands still clutched to her bare arms.

"You don't even know him." I said, and the coldness still with in my tone startled me and she swallowed as though painfully, still looking up at me.

"Please…Harry…you don't even really know him….I went to Dumbledore because I think he is trying to pull you into a trap….I think it was him at Hogsmead that day….he could have killed you…or taken you to him…he is only playing on your emotions….he's a Malfoy!"

"People change—"

"No, Harry…they don't…I don't want to see him hurt you…I wont let him hurt you. Don't you think it's strange how quickly you developed feelings for him…and that you're with a guy when you've never shown interest in guys before…why do you think you love him---"

"Shut up!" I yelled pushing her back against the lockers, "You have no idea what you are talking about…"

"Harry….he is tricking you! Please! Just think about it! I heard him the other day…with Pansy…." She choked out in a frightened tone, "He told her that he has been given orders to watch you to spy on you…to get closer to you…that's all that he is doing …he just wants to pull you in---"

"Stop it! You are just jealous….you wanted me and you saw that I was with him and it hurt so you had to do something to hurt me back!" I didn't know why I was being so hard on her, so extremely mad that I found that I wanted to hurt her, later I thought that I must have been taking my frustrations out on her.

"I WOULD RATHER DIE THAN EVER HURT YOU!" she screamed trying again to push me away but I held her, and she cried out lightly in a despair filled sob, "Can't you see how wrong this is! " She shook her head sadly. "I only wanted to protect you from him…I would never sacrifice your happiness for my own… not him…he is evil Harry….and I wont let him hurt you…. you could be with anyone else and I wouldn't care, so long as you are safe and happy…I …I love you that much…" she said. I felt my anger slowly slipping away as I stared into her sad brown eyes , my hands slackened their grip and suddenly I felt ashamed.I could feel the love she held for me radiating from her like heat from a flame and like a moth I was drawn to it.

"Ginny….I…" I didn't know what to say, I knew she had had a crush on me when she was younger, but I thought she had gotten over it, I thought we were just friends. The night she and I were together I didn't feel anything like this overwhelming love she was now projecting towards me.

"Don't---" she said shaking her head and lowering it, "I know you don't care about me…you think you're in love with him, I heard you…." She was looking down , depression was swallowing her slowly. God what was I thinking? She heard the whole thing! "I don't know what he did to you….but I wont interfere again if that is what you want. Just promise me that you'll think about what I said…and you'll be careful?" She looked up into my eyes once again, tears still slowly rolling down her face.

"Ginny….I'm sorry…" I began before pulling her into a tight hug. She was shaking in my arms, I could feel her every wondering confused emotion felt so tied to her right then. Slowly her arms moved to return the embrace. Trembling all over she tilted her head back from my shoulder to look up at me, our arms still wrapped around one another.

"I love you...Harry Potter….as a friend or lover, it doesn't matter….I will always be here for you…until you ask me to leave…" she said and I felt the fear held with in those words as though she was waiting for me to tell her I wanted her to leave right then. How I can read her feelings and nearly her thoughts I do not know but as she continued to stare up at me her eyes drifted to glance at my lips and I felt a rush of excitement and the return of the thudding heart beat with in my ears as her desire to kiss me over came her anger and sadness. I could feel her battling with herself, she didn't want to scare me away from her, but she wanted so badly to kiss me, and more. I closed my eyes letting her emotions and desires wash over me like a wave.

"Ginny…." I said in a whisper, and I was surprised at the husky note it held. Was she doing it on purpose, projecting her emotions to overwhelm my own? Still at this moment I do not know, but I soon found that I began to long to kiss her as well.

Still shuddering in my arms I felt her leaning closer to me, and as her soft open mouth pressed against my lips my mind begged Draco to forgive me.

I felt her sorrow then, at the kiss, it saddened her, as though some how she knew that I didn't love her….I was surprised at the depth of her pain for me and the kiss grew deeper. So wrapped up in her shifting, overpowering emotions that I hardly even noticed as her tongue smoothed between my lips and carefully swirled over my own. Her arms moved to wrap around my neck and I heard something soft fall to the floor, when my arms moved around her waist I felt only bare skin, her towel had dropped and she was naked against me. God, her feelings were so strong…my mind felt foggy and all I could think about was how I should push her away, that it wasn't right because I loved someone else…someone I didn't want to hurt. But my body wouldn't listen, I wanted her…but it wasn't fair to her or to Draco. But my mind had started to wonder about what she and McGonagall had said…what if they were right…what if it was a trick , a trap…what if my feelings for him weren't real, I have heard of love spells… but I don't ever remember taking anything that tasted funny…and she was right that I had never been attracted to a boy before him….and now here I was completely overwhelmed and filled with need for the woman pressed naked against me now. I was confused…beyond anything else.

A single soft moan struggled and broke free from my throat and her emotions surged forth , hot desire, frustrated lust, concern, love, anguish, confusion, and her extreme fear of rejection all pushed upon me and cleaned any thoughts from my mind. How can any one person feel so many things at one time? It was like a wonderful high, those emotions, my body drank them from her like an exhilarating wine and I wanted, needed more of them. Wondering if my touch would produce more addicting emotions I ran my hands down her smooth skin of her back , just my finger tips brushing over in a soft caress and I was rewarded with feverant lust , love for everything about me and what I was doing to her, it was incredible. I hadn't remembered her doing this when we had done this before. I can hardly describe how incredible it was , the power and strength of her emotions flowing into me, and I felt as though I absorbed them. A euphoric cloud took over my mind, this was pleasure in the most metaphysical way.

'Oh….forgive me…..' she thought, I heard her thoughts! She was sorry? For what? For kissing me? No…it was something deeper, something bigger…something that frightened her. Fear was not a sensual emotion, and I had become a fierce addict to her pleasure causing emotions, I pushed her back against the locker, my aroused body crushing against hers.

There they were….deliciously feeding my euphoria. Gods she wanted me, and I could see her mind picturing it's desire, namely me….she was picturing me inside her….but somehow that frightened her. Was she afraid of me being rough? Of rejecting her afterwards? I don't know still. Our tongues were still swirling together when she pushed her small hips forward and against my arousal. More emotions, more pleasure, lusting…hunger…heat and it was just a touch! My mind suddenly wanted her as much as my body did! If just a simple touch created an explosion of such overpowering and wonderful emotions what would I feel being inside her, thrusting into her…moaning---oh how I moaned at my own thoughts and again as her emotions flowed with my expression of pleasure in her.

'What is she doing to me!' my mind wondered.

'Opening all channels of mind, soul, aura, and magic to you...to show you…' she thought in return! She had somehow read my thoughts! She read mine, and I read hers! It's impossible, isn't it?

'Ginny!' I thought in shock, nearly breaking the kiss but then her emotions overtook me once more, this was dangerous! How could she know how to do that? She didn't respond except to push her hips to once again rub herself against my erection , through my pants I could feel her bodies heat.

'Please…just this once….' She begged inside her mind, but I couldn't respond, for just then I had done something stupid. My hands moved to her rear and lifted her so that her legs spread around my waist and she locked her ankles around me as my body crushed against hers and held her up against the locker. Once again I lack the words to explain how extreme and controlling her emotions were to me, I couldn't help it, I honestly couldn't despite how my mind screamed of Draco and the love I had for him. When I grinded against her center with my hips…oh lord….the feeling!
Through out my entire life all I wanted was to feel loved, not for my famous name, not for the things that I have done, but for just being me…and here it was all bundled inside one being. Acceptance and unconditional love….Merlin save me I loved her in that moment.

"Ginny, come on, we're going to miss the part—" Ron broke off as he walked into the girls locker room and saw us. Instantly the kiss ended and Ginny's legs unwrapped from around me and found their way back to the floor. My arms quickly left her, but I couldn't turn to face my friend my body's desires still obvious, and Ginny was still naked in front of me.

"GINNY!" Ron finally said.

"RON GET OUT!" she yelled back at him, I felt her anger at being disturbed and her embarrassment at her brother seeing her in such a position.

"But—" he began.

"GET THE BLOODYHELL OUT!" she screamed and I felt him jump and then quickly turn to leave. When he left I backed away from Ginny and with a soft sigh she collected her clothes and started to quickly get dressed. I kept my back to her, my body was cooling quickly and I feared that if I looked at her I wouldn't be able to control myself. I was already overwhelmed by guilt at what I had done.

"Harry…" she whispered and when I turned to her she was thankfully fully dressed, her head and eyes were down. "I'm sorry….I…I didn't mean---"

"How were you doing that?" I asked in a curious voice taking a step to her.

"What?"

"Pushing your emotions on to me? How could you read my thoughts? How could I read yours?" I not only wanted to know, I needed to know.

"I…I'm not sure…I just told myself to open my mind to you…and it did…I just…let it all go." She shook her head as if it truly confused her.

"You….you're really that much in love with me?"

She only nodded slowly and I reached out and lifted her chin to stare into her eyes. "Ginny…I'm sorry but…I---"

"I know…I know….but please….please…just remember what I said…I would do anything to keep you safe….and Malfoy frightens me…the things he did to Hermione, you should hear what he did to her…" she winced against her own words.

"I---"

"Just be careful. I have to go." She said pulling her face from my hand and picking up her bag beside her, at the door she stopped, "See you at the party Harry." She said with a small smile before walking out side to meet with her brother.

I sat down on the bench with one thought, 'What the hell am I doing?'

I didn't go to the party, I needed to be alone, to think. I went to the Room of Requirement, locked the door behind me for sure this time, and sat writing this, what I am going to do now I do not know. I know I need to talk to Draco, I need to find out the truth, even if I have to use occulmancy on him I have to make sure it's not a trap.

And if it's not I am still no less confused. How could I love him, say that I love him, want him and need him, when I not a hour ago I wanted someone else? And what was I feeling for Ginny? What is it between us that allows our minds to connect like that? Am…am I in love with her? I don't know what to do! Or to Feel, or to think! Sirius…where are you when I really need you? I know what I need to do. I need to talk to him….and to someone else I haven't spoken enough to this year, Hermione.