A/N: big thanx to spooks alot and all of the rest you who reviewed. Spooks A lot- Hope this makes you happy, I tried to make it longer, but then I ran out of ideas (lol)

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Sunday, week 4, Slytherin dormitories

Harry walked into 'his' dormitory to find a large, brown owl sitting on his bed, holding a message in it's talons. He took the note, and the bird flew out of the room. He opened the note, and sat on the bed so he could read it.

Dearest Draco,

Meet me tonight in the Girl's Prefect's bathroom at 11:30. Don't be late, I'll be waiting.

All my Love,

Pansy Parkinson.

Harry shivered. Parkinson? Ugh, the thought of it was disgusting. He thought about standing her up, but if she and Draco really were going out, he didn't want to ruin that for him. Why he felt the need to keep up Draco's love life was unknown to even himself. And since when did he refer to him as 'Draco'? When did it stop being just 'Malfoy'? Things were certainly getting weird.

Sunday, week 4, Gryffindor tower

"Hi Draco."

"Hermione, you know the next Hogsmeade weekend? That's after this whole thing will be over right?" Draco asked, trying to be as casual as possible.

"Yes, I think so. Why? Did you promise Parkinson you'd go with her?" Hermione couldn't help the sarcasm from being in her voice. She wondered if she had even tried.

"No. I was wondering.. Well, even though I'd, well, be me, if, maybe you wanted to go with me?"

"Really? Well, then.. Yes, I'd love to." Hermione couldn't help but smile, as Draco breathed a small sigh of relief. It was funny to think of him getting nervous about asking her out. She laughed to herself. I'm going out with Draco Mal-foy! I'm going out with Draco Mal-foy! Na na na na NA NA! She had been so absorbed in her thoughts, she was taken by surprise when Draco's lips met hers. She was even more surprised at how much she liked it.

Sunday night, week 4, Hallway/prefect's bathroom

Harry opened the door into the prefect's bathrooms to find the room empty. It was silent, as if there wasn't anyone else there in the room. He looked at his watch. 11:32, almost exactly when Pansy had told him to be there. So where was she?

He walked over into the Girl's half and looked around. Nothin... His thoughts were cut off by the feeling of arms wrapping around his shoulders and kisses being planted at the base of his neck. He whipped around to see Pansy standing there in front of him, wearing a bathrobe, and he was pretty sure there was nothing under it.

"Hey Drakkie. I thought you might want to come for a little swim with me?" She pointed to the swimming pool sized bathtub, which had been filled with steaming, bubble filled water.

Oh my god. What the hell am I supposed to do? "Sure Pans." Her hands moved to the buttons on his robe, undoing them in a matter of seconds. The rest of his clothes followed shortly after. He slipped into the water and looked up at her expectantly. Holy crap what am I doing? He watched as she slowly undid the robe and let it slide slowly off of her shoulders. Oh. My . God.

Harry now knew why Draco put up with Pansy's whiney-ness. She was pretty hot. Her hair hung down well past her shoulders, covering her breasts, although that didn't hide them very well. She got into the water and slid next to him, running her smooth hands over his shoulders as she leaned in to kiss him.

This is so wrong. Ginny... Oh my god, Ginny, I am so sorry! I wish I didn't have to do this, but if I didn't the whole thing could be blown. Ginny, please forgive me.

Harry left Pansy about two hours later to return to the dormitory. Quietly, he made his way into his bed, drew the curtains around it, shutting out the view of the room, and laid his head on the pillow, silent tears falling down his cheeks.

Monday, week 4, COS

"Ginny, I have to tell you something."

"What's the matter Harry?" She looked at him, her eyes filled with concern.

"You know how I have to pretend to be Draco, so we don't get found out? Well, last night, Pansy Parkinson..."

"Are you trying to tell me that you slept with Parkinson?"

"No! I, well... She sent me a note telling me to meet her at :#) last might, and we ended up making out for like two hours... Ginny I am so sorry. "

"Harry. Look at me." He did, and he saw anger in her eyes, but also, he saw a lot of hurt and betrayal. "Harry James Potter. I want you to swear to me that what you will say next is the absolute truth."

"I swear."

"Nothing happened?"

"Absolutely nothing?"

"Yes. Absolutely nothing."

"Did you want something to happen.?"

"No."

"Not even for a second?"

"Ginny, if you were a guy, and a fairly attractive girl, basically begs you to have sex with her, it would be hard to say truthfully that you didn't want something even for a second. But I swear, it was only for that long. I love you Ginerva Wesley, and under normal circumstances, I would have flat out refused."

"Harry, I forgive you. I know you did what you had to do. As long as nothing happened, then it's all right."

Harry smiled, kissed her, and then hugged her tightly. "Ginny, you are the best girl a guy could ever have. I don't deserve you."

"You're right you probably don't" He looked down at her to see her smiling mischievously. "But you have me anyway."

Tuesday, week 4, Gryffindor tower.

"Ron, you have a letter." Draco had walked into the room to see his owl on Weasley's bed. Potter, what the hell are you doing?

Really?" Ron walked into the room, took the letter, and watched as the bird flew out the window. He read the letter quickly, then handed it to Draco. "Who do you think sent it?"

Draco looked down at the note. Meet me on the Quidditch Pitch at midnight. It was an exact copy of the one Potter had sent him a few weeks before. "I have no idea." He lied." Do you think you're going to go?"

Do you think I should?" Ron looked at who he thought to be his best friend expectantly.

"I think so, but you should probably ask Hermione. Do you want me to go find her?"

"Sure, go ahead."

Draco rushed out of the room and called up the stairs leading towards the girls dormitories. Hermione came down. "What?"

"Ron got a message form a certain person we both know, he wants to know if he should meet him or not. Tell him yes."

"Why should he go out and meet some random person we don't even...OH!"

"Yes, oh. now c'mon. And make it look like you don't know what's going on."

They walked back together to the boy's dorm, where Ron sat on his bed, note in hand. He looked up. "Hey Mione. Listen, I got this weird note." He handed it to her, and after a moment asked. "Do you think I should go?"

"I don't know... I guess it couldn't hurt to see what they want. And Harry and I can watch from a distance under the invisibility cloak. Is that okay with you?"

"Okay then. Tonight at midnight. now, who wants to go down to Dinner? I'm Hungary!"

"When are you not?" Draco and Hermione teased, as they walked together out of the tower and towards the Great Hall.

KG now wasn't that cute?
CW: no
KG How can you say that! That's inhuman
CW: I'm inhuman.
KG: True. Penguin? Penguin?
AP: sniffle y-yes?
CW: Are you Crying?
AP: N-no!
KG: It's okay to cry.
AP: IT's just that... they're sucj a cute couple, i couldn't stand it if they broke up!
KG: But penguin, they're still together!
AP: IT WAS STILL VERY CLOSE! DON"T YOU UNDERSTAND? HOW CAN YOU PLAY WITH OUR EMOTIONS LIKE THIS?
KG: Cause it's fun? -.-: Duh!
AP: You're eviler than I though you were!
KG: Muahahahaha! cough Anyhoo! please review!