Part Seven- A Coeur Ouvert- (With open heart)

Ginny walked down the halls just finishing her round. Nobody was around the east wing of the first floor, she was grateful. Staying away from people was all she'd wanted to do for the last two days. The headaches had been excelled to migraines after Percy put several volunteers under a curse that made certain Protection Charms crumble and do a rebound effect. It left her uncoordinated and very thirsty, but it made the feeling of hunger nearly eradicate completely.

A set of purple draperies shuffled as she passed them. She groaned in exasperation and turned back to them. The cloth parted in a flash, several hands grabbing her and a pair of lips met hers hungrily.

There were apparently two sets of hands running over her body. Someone a bit taller than herself was spooned against her back. Their lips met her neck and ears.

The other lips still suckled and nipped gluttonously. Slipping a tongue through her gasping mouth to explore. She finally had the sense to open her eyes and met the closed ones of a white-blonde haired teen.

Draco!

Draco's hands brushed slightly over her breasts and then trailed back down again to her sides. The blonde teen parted mouths giving both a chance to get an adequate breath. The personage behind her seized this moment to kiss her mid-breath. Ginny saw a flash of dark strands as he moved so fast.

Draco and Harry, both kissing and groping me in a closet. Damnit Ginny wake up!

At last Harry let her breathe. He chest moved up and down in hyperventilating pants. After a few seconds she spoke.

"What the hell are you two doing?!"

"Shhh," Draco put a finger to her lips. "Mrs. Norris was on the second floor, the key word there is was. She may have moved."

"The only one of us that would get in trouble is Harry!" Ginny exclaimed in a whisper filled with fury.

"I've got the cloak, besides, I'm a pretty lucky person." Harry brushed his fingertips over her collarbone.

"Why?" Ginny looked at Draco in vexation.

"I never promised," he whispered with a sly smile. "Besides, as I always say 'seize the day' Carpe Diem. Well in this case it would be Carpe Noctem."

Ginny growled under her breath. "We'll get caught. Besides, I don't want to be used."

"We're not using you, Ginny." Harry stroked her cheek, and brushed the tear that had fallen.

"I'm afraid that, that's what it'll feel like." She croaked. "I'd just rather be left alone for a while."

"You're sick Gin, there's something wrong with you. The only way to stop it is to get help, I know. Some things don't go away on their own. I'd like to know if it's really physical, go back to the hospital wing."

"I'd hate to think of Madam Pomfrey walking in on us though." Harry grinned, Draco grinned back. Ginny managed a weak smile.

"I'll go tomorrow, get out of a few classes like potions and charms." Her smile widened a bit. "Oh yeah, and Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Just go to bed, I'll finish your rounds for you. The week's already started and you still look exhausted." Draco kissed her cheek, Harry mimicked the movement.

The air suddenly was thick with silence. All three really unaware that Ginny was still in Harry and Draco's arms. She shuffled first.

"I better get to bed, I'm pretty tired, and you Mr. Potter. I need to escort you back to the dormitory and you will receive detention." She ended with a mock scowl.

Both snickered. "What kind of detention?" Harry's sly grin returned.

"Cleaning the prefects' bathroom, naked." Draco tried to hold in a snicker. Ginny spoke again. "And after that, I'm sure Percy would have lines you could do."

Draco gasped, "the horror!"

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The next day was different from the previous days in late October and November. Ginny found herself smiling and even eating, though the stomach pains and headaches continued. The dinner after the miniature makeout session, Draco and Harry dragged a nauseous Ginny up to the hospital wing.

"Hmmm." The school Healer mumbled, after pressing the back of her hand to Ginny's pale face and checking her pulse. Madam Pomfrey trotted off to a bookshelf and pulled a fairly thin black book from it. Pages flipped and the Healer looked back over at Ginny.

"I didn't think so before...but, I doubt you are the victim of a one student food poisoning. You say you have not changed your diet at all?"

Ginny shook her head, "no."

"You didn't fall ill with anything over the summer that could be reverberating?"

"No."

"Mr. Potter, you said that you've just started to notice changes in her appearance and that you have noticed unusual eating habits before?"

"Just as the school year started." Harry mumbled. Was absent since he hadn't stayed. They didn't want to arouse suspicion in anyone and Head Boy duties called.

"To be frank, I believe that this is being brought on by stress. After all dear you are taking all N.E.W.T classes, and pre-Healer training! It's no wonder. I'm, going to put you on a daily potion dose for physical stress relief. I hesitate to do this, since stress is mental first and physical second, but sometimes it is necessary. I'm also going to give you an occasional sedative for your irregular sleep patterns." Madam Pomfrey walked over to her potion cabinet and brought back a red bottle and a smaller blue one. "Twice daily, seven and seven are usually the best times. Take the sedative every three days." The Healer handed her the bottles and Ginny took it.

"Thanks, Madam Pomfrey."

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Draco stood on the small ladder in the library searching for the damnedest book that seemed to turn invisible occasionally. The small brawl between a Slytherin fourth-year and a Gryffindor third-year in the library had initially taken him away from being with Ginny for the check-up. This also gave him a chance to look for the book that had been recommended to him by Thorburt.

A sneeze was fighting its way through the concentrating as he came upon Tyme's Questions, a book that had been an interesting enough read, though without great hold since he barely remembered reading it. The dust was also doing wonders for lungs. It was when he stifled a second sneeze that the voice below nearly made him slip.

"Mr. Malfoy?"

Draco looked down and saw Percy. "Oh, hello Professor." He turned back to look for his prey in the stack of forbidden books.

"What are you looking for?"

"The Inquiries of Mhat, why?"

"Why? Just curious, as I have a right to be, since you don't often find one of your most prized pupils looking for a fairly interesting book."

"No doubt you've read every book in the library." Draco mumbled, then set his eyes on the mahogany colored book. He grabbed and then slid down the ladder.

"What is in The Inquiries of Mhat that interests you?" Percy raised an eyebrow.

"The Department of Mysteries is interested in hiring me. It is on a list of books that I should study to see if it's an area I'd like."

"The study of ancient, even archane, magic is interesting to say the least." The redhead looked down at his fingernails, then back at Draco.

"It's also a book I've been meaning to read." Draco brushed the dust of his robes and made move to walk away.

"Stay in your place, Draco."

"What?" He turned to look at a very angry looking Percy.

"Your mother wanted me to relay the message that you seem to be ignoring."

A mixture of fear and anger welled up inside him. She knew. How could she know about me and Harry?

"I also want you to stay away from my sister. Leave her alone, ignore her and avoid her." Something blazed inside Percy's eyes. It pierced Draco and it scared him. Who was he talking to? This wasn't Percy Weasley, this was someone else.