Chapter Eight

Ginny lay sandwiched in between the comforter and her bed sheets. The weather was warm and Ginny felt rather hot under the covers. Kicking the comforter off her body, she twisted her head to peer at the clock. Ten forty-five. Finally, she thought. Ginny had been waiting impatiently and checking the clock every five minutes. She could swear that time passed by twice as slowly!

Ginny snuck out the bed and headed down to the common room. She had already changed into her jeans and a purple off-shoulder shirt after her shower. Tiptoeing downstairs, she saw a raven-haired figure sitting at the table. The table was barely visible under a messy layer of textbooks and parchment. Ginny took a second look at the familiar figure.

"Harry!" she whispered. Apparently, he was too occupied with his work to notice her presence. She knew that the sixth-years had an important test coming up. Ginny watched him as he gave a frustrated sigh and cradled his head in his hands for three seconds before bending back over the books. Ginny's heart ached at the sight of him being overworked.

Ginny knew that Harry's grades weren't as good as Hermione, but he was hardworking and he often got okay marks because of that. Ginny headed towards the portrait hole and snuck out quietly. Ginny sped towards the library, her bare feet thudding on the cold marble floor rhythmically. As she neared the library, she saw a figure with ruffled platinum blonde hair. The figure heard her approaching footsteps and turned towards her. Crossing his arms, he flashed her his trademark smirk.

"You're late, it's eleven o five," he said matter-of-factly.

"It's just five minutes," She said breathlessly. Glancing up at him, she noticed that the blonde Slytherin was dressed in casual loose black pants and a tight-fitting black shirt. Ginny straightened up after she had caught her breath. "So, you called me here for a reason. Where are my things, Malfoy?" she whispered. Draco handed her a black fabric bag containing her sketchpad and her stationary. Ginny accepted the bag from him gingerly, smiling weakly, she thanked him.

Draco cocked his head slightly and peered at the petite girl. "Actually I don't really think a mere 'thank you' is good enough, after all your things were awfully heavy," he said, a sly smile tugging at his lips.

Ginny frowned. "So, Mr-High-and-Mighty, what do you want from me?"

That was his cue. Draco lunged forward and met her lips with his. Ginny was caught unaware. It was all too fast. Ginny dropped the bag on the floor and her eyes widened in shock as she struggled against his strong embrace, but the small-sized fifth-year was no match for him.

As Draco deepened the kiss, Ginny stopped struggling. Instead, her arms found their way up to his neck and her slim body leaned against his. Together the pair moved towards a deserted room opposite the library, their lips never losing contact, Ginny trusting her blonde lover to lead her. Ginny rested against the wall of the dim room as Draco leaned his body towards her. Ginny raked her hands through his silky platinum blonde hair as Draco's well-muscled arms wrapped tighter around her thin waist.

Suddenly Ginny snapped out of her passionate kiss and realized what she was doing. She was making out with her worst enemy! This wasn't supposed to happen! Her eyes snapped open and she pushed Draco away harshly. Draco stumbled backwards, stunned by her sudden reaction, stared at the girl whose emerald green eyes began to fill with tears.

Draco took a hesitant step towards Ginny in an attempt to hug the crying girl, but Ginny pushed him away once again and fled out of the classroom. Bending down briefly to grasp the black fabric bag by its cotton handles, Ginny fled towards the Gryffindor common room, tears streaking her flushed face.

Draco stood in the abandoned classroom and ran his hands through his messy hair. He could still feel her soft lips against his. Draco had meant for this to make her attached to him and thus give him an advantage to win the title of the most droolworthy guy in school, but he longed to hold her slim body in his arms and smell the fruity scent of her hair. Draco was confused, he had never felt this way about any girl before, and it scared him.

A/N: review please! i'll get the next chapter up really soon!