-Chapter 5

As the sun poured into the room Draco stirred. For a moment he was confused by the white linen and the hottest witch he'd ever seen lying next to him. Then he remembered the babes…he had no idea how Ginny was going to be able to cope, he had no idea what to do to help her, shit, he had no idea how to be a father! He decided he'd take it as he went and try to help…if he ever got ahold of his father he'd rip him apart with his bare hands. He thought, anger boiling through his veins.

He was so absorbed by his thoughts that he didn't notice the flame hared witch beside him stir. She grimaced in the light and tried to sit up. The pains in her stomach made her grunt and lay back down. Draco was jarred out of his thoughts and reached out to help her "What's wrong Gin?" "Oh, just a little extra pain from…" her face fell. "Hey, it's okay, we'll work through it." He said as he pushed a strand of red hair out of her face. "Why did he do it?" she croaked. "What? Why did who do what?" he said as he wrapped his arm around her. "Lucius." She said, staring into space. He froze "Oh." He said as his mouth went dry.

Before he could say more Madam Pomfrey came bustling in. "You two! What in Merlin's name are you doing in the same bed! Do you want to get me fired?" She came to a stop and started tugging on the covers "Up Mr. Malfoy, up!" He got up among being swatted repeatedly by the nettled healer. Once settled in the other bed he looked over at Ginny to see her laughing hysterically. This was the face that he had fallen in love with. He remembered the moment their relationship had started quite well. They had bumped into each other in the hallway and her bag had split. She told her friends to go and he had helped her pick up her stuff, here's how it went:

"You don't have to help me you know, Malfoy, I've got it."

"I know Weasly, I don't have to, I want to." She looked up at him with those cinnamon eyes. "What?" she said in disbelief. "You heard me I said I wanted to." At that he got up and walked away. About a week later he found himself, once again, in a hallway alone with her. "Would you happen to be following me Ms. Weasly?" he said in his lazy drawl. He couldn't help looking back and thinking the way he talked was so stupid and idiotic. "No, so you can deflate your head now." She said, though she was smirking. "So, alone again aren't we." He said as she sauntered towards him. "So why'd you do it?" she said is if she hadn't heard him. "Why'd I do what exactly?" "Help me." "Oh that. Well…..this might sound cliché but….I've noticed you for a long time, and, well, let's just say that you're not the ugliest girl in the school." "Oh?" She was very close to him now "Well yeah, it's just that-" he broke off, her eyes had found his and she was moving closer.

Her eyes fluttered shut as her lips found his. The kiss was soft, sweet, and light; the perfect kiss; it was as if the universe had stopped, the war, school, quidditch, those things were mere memories now…. As it ended her eyes widened and she backed up. "What have I done!" "It's-it's okay Ginny, I-I didn't-" but at that moment someone in Ginny's year, undoubtedly one of her friends, came out into the hall and said "Ginny are you coming back to class now?" She stated to walk in the other direction from him, towards her friend occasionally throwing a look of fear in his direction.

They later met outside at the end of a quidditch match here's how that went: She had just walked out of the pitch when a hand darted out from the shadows and pulled her in. " "Malfoy." She said as she noticed his white-blonde hair. "Yes it is I." He said looking at her. "So, pull me aside to gloat about the Slytherin win have you?" "Ginny, you know why I pulled you aside, no need to be cruel." "And what reason would that be?" she said, feinting ignorance. "Ginny, don't you remember that day in the hallway?" "I don't know what you're talking about." She said and broke from his grasp and running onto the now empty quidditch pitch. He chased after her and when she mounted her broom he mimicked. "Leave me alone Malfoy!" She bellowed over a clap of thunder. Fortunately his broom was faster and he caught up to her. He reached out to grab her and she swerved left just as the rain started to fall. He streaked after her and caught her this time. He pulled her up but her arm was slippery from the now pouring rain and she slipped, plummeting downwards. He threw himself flat on his broom and dove towards her falling body. He caught her just as he hit the ground, he rolled with her in his arms and landed squarely on his bum with her in his arms.

She looked up at him with an expression of disbelief that soon turned to laughter. "What? What are you laughing at!" he said with an expression of a small boy who had just found that girls had cooties. "Y-you have m-mud all ov-over your face!" she said gasping for breath. He threw his head back and laughed right along with her. As soon as she had caught her breath she reached up and wiped his muddy hair out of his face with a creamy, white hand, all the while looking straight into his eyes. And that's when it hit him, the feeling that was rushing through him, it was…..love. He looked back into her eyes and said in a soft voice "Ginny, kiss me." He saw a flicker of doubt in her eyes before she slowly leaned in and kissed him back with all of the passion that he had ever felt for her.

The kiss was the greatest thing that he had ever experienced, it was soft but had enough power to bring home a point. He couldn't help but think that she tasted like sugar and sweet plum. She started to pull back to end the kiss when he snaked his hand behind her neck and kept her there, in that sweet spot, where he never wanted to leave. . And there it started, in the mud of the quidditch pitch as the rain sprinkled all around them.

Wow………….neato!