Suddenly, Ron burst into the room. "Draco Malfoy, what are you doing in my sister's room?" Draco laughed suddenly and surprisingly.
"Weasley, I've been sleeping here for days. Did you honestly just notice?" Ron couldn't find the words to explain why it was different when Ginny and Malfoy were sitting together on the bed, so he stormed out and slammed the door behind him. A few seconds later he came back and opened the door wide and then stormed out again.
They both laughed, the mood lightened by Ron's overprotectiveness.
"Honestly, you'd think he'd never seen me with a boy before. He walked in on me and Dean snogging once, I thought he'd have a heart attack." Draco suddenly hated Dean Thomas with far more passion than the poor boy deserved simply for going out with a pretty girl. But Draco had come to terms with the fact that where Ginny was concerned, he couldn't be reasonable. He just didn't like the idea of other boys kissing Ginny.
"Well who can blame Dean?" Ginny laughed, and then stopped, saying dramatically:
"Well! Did the great high and mighty Draco Malfoy just give a Weasley a compliment? I do believe Severus Snape just kissed the ground at Harry Potter's feet." He threw a pillow at her and she threw it right back at him. Then he grabbed her and started tickling her, pinning her down with one arm. She pretended to fight back, although they both knew she could easily overcome him in his weakened state. She managed to get one hand free and tickled him back, and soon they were both lying on the floor laughing and trying to catch their breath. He leaned over her, ready to tickle her some more, but then their eyes locked, and before he could think, he was lowering his face to kiss her.
"Ginny, are you alright? I heard something fall and oh my—." Hermione trailed off as she entered the room. Harry was two steps behind her and nearly collided with her.
"What's going--? Oh." Draco and Ginny sat up, and she turned bright red, while he grew paler. Luckily they were sitting when Ron joined everyone else.
"What's everyone looking at?" He demanded.
"Nothing," Hermione soothed, pushing him out of the room. Harry followed them out, leaving Ginny and Draco staring at each once again.
"You were going to kiss me," she said bluntly after a few moments of silence. He nodded, slowly, wondering how she was going to react. He thought maybe she'd hex him. Or at the very least kick her out of the house. What he didn't expect was what she did next.
She kissed him. Deeply. And he wrapped his hands in her long red hair and devoured. He pulled her tightly to him and they kissed and kissed. Finally, they pulled apart slightly and looked at each other. She was flushed and breathing heavily, and he wasn't doing much better.
"I love you, Ginevra Weasley." She stared at him for a moment, and for the second time that day did something he wasn't expecting. She ran out of the room and he heard her racing down the stairs. He sat on her floor without moving for a very long time, and then rose and went into another room and shut the door behind him.
