Ginny's recollection-

As I heard the door handle jiggle, I looked up to see if Hermione had forgotten something, and was coming back to get it. On the contrary, it was a boy, a very good-looking boy, a boy who I knew all too well. Draco Malfoy.

"Oh, just you ferret, thought you were someone important."

"That's no way to greet some one. Where are your manners muggle-lover?" Ugh! His eyes were cold with malice, and oh how much I wanted to slap him. He had sat down on the other side of the compartment, and was studying me, a look of intrigue on his face. He saw me watching him and smirked. "Don't get your hopes up babe. You wouldn't have even had a chance without your pathetic friends, the freaking boy who lived and the mudblood."

I didn't even realize it, but I had jumped out of my seat and was standing right in front of him. I brought up my hand and with one motion, slapped him across the face. "Don't you ever-

I felt a jolt and I stumbled. The lights went out. I was sitting in Malfoy's lap.
"I knew you found me irresistible!" I heard him say.

I was a bit too shocked and frightened to respond to that. "Oh, fuck, not dementors again!" but I felt no icy temperature, or any feeling of helplessness.

"Weaselette's got a mouth on her. Kind of a turn on!" I felt Malfoy's arm snaking around my waist. I was about to yell at him when the lights came back on and the voice over the intercom said that they were having technical difficulties. With that, there was another jolt, and the train was back in motion, however this time I was pressed even further into Malfoy's arms. That's when I saw it.

"Draco," what the hell? I just used his first name. "Where did you get those bruised on the back of your neck?" I forgot that I was still sitting on his lap.

His eyes widened with fear. "Awe, shit, did I get another? Look Weasley, it's none of your business where I got it, alright? It was just a simple accident." He was a good liar, but I knew better. I leaned close to his ear and whispered…

"Draco, you can tell me, I want to help."

"Shut up, what do you know about giving help?"

"I know that unless you tell the truth, then I'm am going to annoy the crap out of you." And with that I commenced in poking all the bruises on his neck. He had quite a few. Still sitting on his lap, he blurted the whole thing out.

"OW! Shit, fine I'll fucking tell you! Father wanted me to become a Death-Eater, and when I refused, he beat me, but I bet your father doesn't do that to you!" I could tell that he was on the brink of tears, but he wouldn't let them fall. Malfoy's eyes were no longer filled with hatred and coldness, but compassion and need. I put my arms around his neck and held him tight, it was the only thing I could think of doing. What he had just told me had explained so much. I had never known that kind of pain.

I was lost in thought (still on his lap) when I felt a warm hand sliding up my back and around my neck. I turned and faced him. He was staring at me, and he flashed me one of his trademark smiles that had all the Slytherin girls falling head over heals for him. He was, after all, the Slytherin sex god. I studied his eyes. They were warm and welcoming. They no longer had jealousy or hatred, and the icy grayness had gone away. Before I had time to react, he leaned forward and pressed his gentle lips upon mine. Time froze as he held me close to him. He touch was soft and I let out a slight whimper. I had kissed boys before, but it was nothing like this.

I heard footsteps in the hall and broke contact with Draco. I looked at him yet again and he was beaming. That is when all hell broke loose. I was still in his lap, with his hands around my waist and my arms 'round his arms when none other than Ron, Harry, and Hermione came in.

Draco's thoughts on the incident-

Ginny had just pulled away from the amazing kiss we shared, and I understood why. As the door to the compartment opened, I felt Ginny's body tense. In the doorway stood none other than the mudblood, the poor boy, and the fucking boy-who-lived. I put on a genuine smirk and pulled up my collar on my robes so the Dream Team wouldn't see my bruises, not that they would care anyway.

Ginny burst into tears when she saw the scolding look on her brother's face, and the one on Harry's as well. They stood there staring blankly at me for some time, and then Big Brother Weasel broke the silence.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING WITH MY SISTER, MALFOY?" He had yelled it so loud that I was sure that every other compartment on the train could hear. Ginny looked up.

"Ron, its not what it looks li-

Harry cut in this time, I think he fancies Ginny, who I had just been snogging moments before. Harry looked murderous. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN? YOU ARE SITTING ON TOP OF MALFOY'S FUCKING LAP AND HE HAS HIS ARM AROUND YOU! NO DOUBT YOU WERE SNOGGING!"

He was really angry. I had amused myself yet again! Ha, I stole Potter's future girlfriend. Hermione shot me a death glare. She was always so collected, but now she looked flustered, but when she spoke, it was still in that same matter-of-fact tone.

"Harry, we mustn't become upset with Ginny, no doubt that this was all Malfoy's fault." She directed her attention to me. "Prat." She pulled out her wand and held it to my throat before I had a chance to react. I glared at her, but she was unaffected. Ron grabbed Ginny's wrist. She had stopped crying now, and gave me that 'I-feel-sorry-for-you look' as Ron ran her out the door. Harry followed. Hermione was left with me, her wand still pointed at my throat.

"I could hex you something awful right now ferret boy, but I don't want to lose my position as Head Girl. But if I ever catch you and Gin again together, you won't live to see morning."

"Is that a threat Miss Granger?" I said sarcastically. She was just too cheeky for my liking.

"Yes. I knew you weren't too thick to recognize a threat." And with that, she lowered her wand and stormed out of the compartment. I was thoroughly pleased that I had pissed them off so badly, but I dreaded the fact that I would have to work with that witch all year to keep the school running orderly. Oh well, at least I could rip away any points that Gryffindor earned!

a/n-what happens back in Ginny's compartment? Dun dun dun!