DUN DUN DUN! This is the chapter we've all been waiting for (even me)! Hopefully, it will live to everyone's expectations. Now, really, I'm supposed to be working on my numerous reports for this summer course I'm in…however…I think I can procrastinate Just a little bit for you guys. :-)

Also, I'm sort of disappointed that chapter thirteen fell in range with the same few days around the release of the sixth book because I realize that everyone (including myself) is practically glued to the book. I pulled away, though, because I promised to update every week. I must admit though, I was a bit reluctant to update this week. I mean, I don't really know if anyone is going to read…but I hope you guys will, anyway.

So here's to hope for some reviews…

Chapter 13

Ginny

Keys rattled, the knob was turned, and the door was roughly pushed open as an eager Draco Malfoy pulled an equally enthusiastic Harry Potter into his home. The blond quickly pushed the door and closed it with a quick turn of the lock before turning back to the younger brunette with hungry eyes and advancing on him, pushing him against the wall.

Harry fervently pulled Draco to his lips and began his journey of exploration once more, but Draco soon broke off the kiss and slowly, but eventually, began his trek down Harry's neck and lower, as he unbuttoned Harry's shirt with skilled fingers. He wanted to ravish the young man before him; he wanted to taste all of him.

The emerald-eyed youth let out a gasp, which was soon followed by a passionate moan. He'd never felt so alive! Harry let his hands find Draco's head, which had by now reached just bellow his left nipple and eagerly pulled him up, eager for another kiss.

Draco did not pull back this time, but finished unbuttoning the teen's shirt as they kissed heatedly. He finally pulled the green material off, letting it flutter to the floor silently, leaving Harry's torso completely bare. Immediately, Draco felt his manhood grow evermore eager.

He couldn't wait any longer. Keeping in mind not to break the kiss, he pulled Harry along, through the living room and into his bedroom. Harry made sure to close the bedroom door once they entered it, though Draco could not understand why. Perhaps Harry still felt a little paranoid.

Ignoring his thoughts, Draco lifted Harry off his feet and dropped the brunette onto the bed with a grin.

DHDHDH

Harry looked up into Draco's eyes. Nervousness ran through his veins, but he was ready. Waiting longer was not an option; he wanted Draco to make love to him, right here; right now.

He slowly raked down Draco's form with his eyes, noting that Draco was straddling his hips, and the blonde was slowly beginning to unbutton and pull off his own shirt. Harry gulped, waiting; anticipating.

Draco's silky skin was slowly revealed to him, inch by inch, and Harry could see Draco's well-toned abdomen. The brunette's hunger grew and he quickly reached up and pulled the blond back down with him, engaging in a lustful kiss.

Harry could feel Draco's hands make their way down to his belt and eagerly begin unbuckling it. The blonde's fingers then continued on to his zipper and slowly pulled down. Harry heard a quick intake of breath, which he realized was his own. The tiny hairs on the back of his neck stood up as he grew ever more eager, though slightly nervous.

Draco stopped suddenly, and looked deeply into Harry's eyes.

"Are you ready for this?"

With one quick, but deep inhale, Harry let a keen smile spread over his lips and answered with a firm voice.

"Yes."

DHDHDH

Harry lay peacefully by Draco's side, holding him close, and letting his eyelids droop closed. This night had been amazing. He breathed in Draco's fresh scent and let out a small sigh of content. He could still see the images in his mind. Feel the sensations coursing through his body; through his veins.

Draco, naked in all his glory; Harry, his feeling of being at the very edge just before releasing himself with complete satisfaction.

We have got to do this again…and soon. Harry thought to himself seductively.

Harry slowly began to feel himself fall into blissful oblivion, a smile still on his face.

DHDHDH

Harry woke up with a start; reality came crashing down and he sat straight up. His eyes went wide and he groaned out a terrified, "Oh, no."

Draco, having been awoken from his light sleep, quickly followed, wrapping his arm around the brunette's waist. Then, looking into Harry's frightened eyes, realization hit Draco as well and he muttered a low, "Shit."

They had completely lost track of time!

"What time is it?" Harry asked, in a rushed voice. "Where is your clock? Don't you have a bloody clock in your room!"

"Harry, Harry! Calm, down. Yelling and getting panicky isn't going to solve anything." Harry nodded, still tense, but sufficiently more relaxed. Draco crawled over Harry and looked over to the digital clock on his bedside stand and read the neon green numbers. 12:03 am.

"Ok, it's not too late."

"What time is it?" Harry asked, still anxious.

"A little after midnight."

"Oh, crap! I told my mom I'd be back by eleven at the latest!"

"Oh…that's not good. Come on." Draco quickly got off the bed and put on some clothes, while Harry struggled to hunt for his own, and then quickly threw them on messily. "I'll give you a ride just a block away from your house, alright?"

"Mm-hmm," Harry answered absentmindedly. He was trying to get his other shoe on, and his trembling fingers could hardly tie the laces.

"Let's go," Draco finally said, and Harry jumped up and followed the man hurriedly out of the bedroom.

DHDHDH

"Are you going to be okay?" Draco asked, as he unlocked the car door in order to allow Harry to open the door.

"Yeah, I just hope my parents don't kill me." Harry replied, putting on a dainty smile. He began to walk away, but Draco called him back for one more thing.

Leaning over to Harry's side, he said, "Harry, don't be a stranger after this, ok?"

Harry smiled, tilting closer to Draco and, with a quick kiss said, "Never."

Draco smiled, closed the door, and let Harry begin his walk home. After he'd seen the youth turn the corner, he began his drive back to his own home.

DHDHDH

Harry fiddled with his keys, trying to make as little noise as possible. He finally found the right key a slowly slid it through the keyhole, turning slowly and silently. He pushed the door open quietly and stepped inside.

Bingo, he thought, happily. Then, feeling much more at ease, he quickly began his flight up the stairs and- "Just one minute young man." His mother Lily's voice called.

Crap, Harry thought, dropping his head low. He slowly turned to see his mother and father standing in the archway of the living room, looking very distraught and angry.

"And just where have you been, Harry? Do you realize what time it is?"

Looking over to the clock hanging above the door, he answered his mother with a quietly murmured, "12:35."

"And what time did you say you were going to be here?" His father asked.

"Eleven."

There were a few moments of silence where no one said a word. Finally, Lily whispered something to James and walked away. Harry's father looked at him and told him to go upstairs to his room. Letting out an inward sigh, the younger brunette thought he'd gotten away with it, but no. James followed him upstairs. Once in his room, the two sat down on his bed and Harry stared at the floor, waiting.

"Son, you are sixteen and I know that at that age, I felt like a grown man, too, but you're not."

Harry looked up at his father questioningly, but allowed him to continue.

"Look at you, Harry. You're hair's more messed up than I've ever seen it, your clothes are all rumpled, and you're flushed. I know what you did."

Harry's eyes went wide. Oh no. Oh no, oh no. How could he possibly know? Harry felt himself go rigid and tense. He did not even want to think about the consequences that would take place now.

"Listen, I know you're a growing boy, and your hormones are going to get the best of you, but you need to learn to keep in control. Now if you want to have sex with a girl, you had better be sure that you are ready for any and all responsibilities. Do you understand me?"

Harry could have died of relief. He quickly nodded to please his father.

"Harry, please tell me you used protection."

"Dad!"

"Harry, I'm serious."

"Of course I did!" which wasn't a lie.

"Oh, thank God." Harry allowed himself a little smile at his father's relief. "I was afraid I was going to become a grandfather so young.

Don't worry, Dad, Harry thought to himself. With the way things are going, it looks as though you won't become a grandfather at all.

"I'm going to go speak with your mother and assure her that everything went well. But Harry, please, don't make things so obvious for your poor mother like this. You know how mothers are – they like to think that they're children are young and innocent for as long as they can." He said, ruffling Harry's hair lovingly.

"I know, Dad. Sorry."

And as James Potter closed the door behind him, Harry let himself fall onto the bed with a sigh of relief.

DHDHDH

Harry walked to school on Monday morning, not nervous at all. He was fully prepared to walk over to Draco's room for a glorious greeting when Ginny walked in his way.

"Oh, er… hey Ginny. How's it going?"

"We need to talk." Her voice was grim and ominous.

"Umm…I'm actually about to do something, can we do this later?"

"No."

With a sigh of resignation, Harry followed her over to a private section on the side of the school. "What is it?"

"I saw you Friday night. Just after you left me at the dance."

"So?" Harry said, playing dumb.

"Don't act stupid, Harry. I saw you…with Draco."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Harry said, although the fear was quickly making its way to his eyes.

"I saw you. You were kissing him! A teacher; a guy! I never, in my life, thought that you could do something so hideous and wrong."

Harry began to hate Ginny, but his fright was enough to overpower his anger towards her. He remained quiet, at a loss of what else to do.

"You had better put this to an end…and soon. Because if you don't, then I will."

With that, Ginny stalked off.

Harry could have growled with frustration. Ginny had never, ever been like this. She had always been so caring and understanding, and nice to him.

Just goes to show you. You never know…

Harry shook his head at a loss.

Oh, God. What am I going to do?

AN:

Okay, I have no time, I'm going to be late for school. Listen, I know it's short, and I know that it's a bit rushed, an the whole encounter with Ginny sucks. This is not at all what I imagined for this chapter, but I really need to get it out now, or I won't be able to until next week. So I hope you enjoyed, and sorry if it's not exactly the best. I talked a lot about how I thought it was going to be so great, and now I've flopped. I'm really, really sorry.

xoxo Spideria xoxo