a/n: I am cough taking a break from my homework to post this next chapter, and I hope you guys like it! I only have a few more chapters to do until this is done, prolly about 5 including this one…I will have another fic up after this one entitled Furies and Graces, but I want to get this finished and a few chapters of that one written so I can post more regularly. Well, tell me whatcha think!

The stone halls curved as Ginny followed the winding passage of stairs up to the fourth floor and the room of requirement. The door melted out of the wall and swung open as she approached, allowing her entrance into the magical room. Tonight, it was decorated with a large amount of pillows, a couple couches and a muggle television. The VCR on top of the TV was piled high with chick flicks. Ginny stared wonderingly at the device.

"It's called a television." Bridget's voice echoed behind her and she turned to see her best friend dressed in pajamas and a large t-shirt.

"Oh." Ginny didn't like not knowing about muggle things.

"Get over it, Gin! You'll know exactly what it does before the night is over." She smiled and Ginny was reminded just how well her friend knew her.

"K, so what's for snacks?"

"Cookies, milk and hot chocolate later, but first I wanna hear all the dirty details about you and Professor Malfoy!"

"Bridget!" She received a glare in return to her indignant statement. "Fine, what do you want to know?"

"Is he a good kisser, and a sex god in bed…" She was cut off by Ginny, who plopped on the couch.

"You get three questions and then we get to watch that vidyo thing you were talking about. Okay, question one…" Ginny waited expectantly.

"Is he a good kisser? And I want details." Bridget smirked happily and Ginny blushed, something she felt she would be doing for the next hour or so.

"Well, yes. He's wonderful. He has this way of wiggling his tongue in my mouth that makes me squirm." Ginny shivered suddenly and Bridget laughed. "I love him, you know." She trailed off, a dreamy look in her eyes. She was soon enveloped in a hug.

"I reserve the right to ask my other two questions later, but I brought my movies from home and we are going to eat fattening foods and watch How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days."

"What?"

"Shut up and watch the telly."

"Right." Ginny shut up immediately when the screen began to glow with color. She watched, transfixed, throughout the entire movie, gasping at how cute the character Ben was. In the middle of the movie, she took a step back from reality in her mind and looked at her life. She had wonderful friends, a beautiful husband, and the promise of a family in her future. (Hopefully not too soon.) She was called back to reality by a hand on her shoulder as Bridget shook her.

"Are you watching? This is the best part!" The evening drifted away from them as the moon rose into the sky over the castle. The two girls fell asleep around midnight and awoke to a Room of Requirement alarm at seven in the morning. Their notes for potions exams that day were laying on a coffee table in the center of the room, and two identical bathrooms on either side beckoned to the two girls. The smiled and parted where they both took showers in their own private bathrooms. When they emerged a half hour later, steaming coffee and pancakes lay on the table. They laughed, talked and studied through breakfast, cramming before they took their potions exams.

At nine forty five, a fireplace appeared with a pot of floo powder. Ginny and Bridget flooed to Draco's private rooms where they proceeded out into the classroom; which was thankfully empty. They took their seats as the rest of the class filed into the dungeons. Draco swept into the dungeon, slamming the door behind him and rushing a look at Ginny before handing out papers with his normal regal air.

"Okay, class. You will have four hours to complete this exam. I will allow one break for water or snacks halfway through, but I will ask that there is no talking during that period. At that point, we will switch from the written half of the exam to the potion. Good luck everyone."

Rustling papers filled the room as the students began. The exam was difficult and required immense concentration, but Ginny hadn't expected anything less from Draco. At the halfway point, papers vanished and snacks and drinks appeared on their desks. An apple appeared on Ginny's desk, and in the side were carved the words I love you, in neat cursive. Ginny smiled and looked up to meet his silver eyes. She smiled.

Cauldrons appeared presently and the students all eyed the instructions on the board.

You now have an hour and a half to create a proper Finileu Potion.

Your ingredients will appear in the order you remember them on your desk as needed. I trust you are all more than prepared!

Good Luck!

In shimmering letters just below his writing were some additional words Ginny was positive only she could see.

Good job, Gin-Gin.

Don't forget anything!

Love You!

Ginny turned her attention to her cauldron where she listed a group of ingredients on her parchment, watching them appear as she wrote. A small, loving smile graced her face and helped her pull through the next hours. She finished with minutes to spare and looked at Bridget who flashed a thumbs up.

"Good job, everyone. I believe I have all your vials, and since nothing blew up…I guess everything went well! Bridget, Ginny? I will need to see you after class to discuss your after-Hogwarts careers, I believe everyone else has already talked to me." He smiled and they nodded in reply. Students filed out and they waited until everyone was gone before following Draco into his private quarters.

"Let's get grading, shall we?" His sly voice bit through the air.

"What!" They asked simultaneously.

"You guys get to help grade the first years' exams!"

"I hate you." Ginny smirked.

"No you don't."

"I know. I love you." She kissed him and sat down. Pulling a stack of parchment toward herself, she brandished a green quill and set to work, a smirking Draco massaging her thigh.

"Stop!'

"What?" He asked innocently. Bridget laughed softly from across the table. Ginny sighed and pulled another paper toward her, slowly working through the stack of exams.

a/n: soooo? What do you think? Drop me a review!