Ahhh..I made a mistake with my first post,I was supposed to submit 1 chapter,but you see,I'm new with : I do not own Harry Potter and/or all related stuff no matter how much I wish I do.

Chapter 10

"Good evening, Mr. Malfoy. How are you today?" Ginny asked as she walked into Draco's room.

"Back to Mr. Malfoy, are we? I thought our little…dalliance might have improved our relationship." He asked snidely, a smirk gracing his handsome features.

Choosing to ignore the comment, Ginny went to stand next to him and held out her wand, "Okay,I'd like you to sit up so I can check your breathing." He did as he was told and remained silent for some time as she moved her wand over his chest.

She was thankful that he didn't push the subject, until – "You know, that can be kind of kinky if you look at it from a different perspective."

She was torn between the urge to laugh and the desperate desire to hit him over the head with a Bludger. "Mr. Malfoy, you know my feelings about personal relationships between Healer and patient."

He smirked, still not looking at her, "You certainly felt something else last night. So don't pretend to be coy, Ginny. You and I both know what you really want, and let's be honest to ourselves here. Nobody else could do it better than me."

Her jaw dropped at his comment and she poked his chest involuntarily with her wand.

"Ouch! Careful with that stick, woman!" he yelled as he rubbed the spot with a comical expression on his face.

"Oops, sorry." She said, no tone of apology in her voice evident. He tilted his head up to look at her and she smirked at him.

He went blank for a split second and laughed. A real, from the heart laugh, which resulted in a coughing fit where he was forced to lie back down on the pillow.

"Serves you right. You know better than to laugh like that with a recently punctured lung." She reprimanded him, the sneer replaced by the ever familiar mother hen look of Molly Weasley.

"You had that sneer perfected! I never would have expected it from a Gryffindork." He said after he recovered somewhat.

Her reaction was priceless, he thought, her head snapped up and her chin jutted stubbornly forward, oh how cute that chin looked, and her eyes narrowed as she sent him a killing look. "Gryffindork? Excuse me, Mr. Lets-Put-Petty-House-Rivalries-Behind-Us."

He never thought he could find someone throwing his words back in his face as comical as he found it now. He felt like grabbing her by the arms and pulling her small body to him for the kiss of a lifetime.

Before he could carry out his plan she had already moved to the foot of his bed to check on the chart, "You're making wonderful progress, and we will be starting on your physical exercises starting tomorrow."

He could not resist baiting her and quipped, "What kind of physical exercise did you have in mind?"

Her eyebrow shot up and she sent him another sneer, he appreciated the way her posture had shifted and how she stood at an angle with a hand on her hip. "Oh, I assure you, Mr. Malfoy, we'll be getting very physical." She said, stressing the words.

Even though he knew better, the words and her tone make him swallow as his mouth went dry. He could just imagine getting physical with this fiery little witch.

"We'll really get to play Healer and patient this time…" she said as she moved gracefully to the door, turning back to wink at him.

The door shut behind her and Draco was left sitting in bed, speechless. If he had been in denial before, he was in full acceptance now. Ginny Weasley was getting under his skin. And he resented the fact that he had allowed it to happen. The littlest Weasley had somehow managed to weasel her way there and had burrowed in and he knew now that n matter how much he tried to push her away, she would only end up getting in deeper. He swore as he came to this realization.

Ginny stood outside the door, amazed at how daring she had been. What had come over her? She thought as she re-played the conversation. She had kissed two men whom she insisted she felt nothing for in the past 2 days! And now she was flirting openly and suggestively with a man whom she could not stand to be in the same room with. She puzzled over this as she made her way to check on her next patient.

The tall man leaned in to claim her lips in a searing kiss, branding her for life. "You belong to me." He said when they parted, his hand was still buried in her hair, the other lightly stroking her back, making circular patterns and subsequently turning her legs to jelly. "Say it."

"I belong to you…only you…" she said and was rewarded with another deep, soul-searching, explosive kiss. Her mind reeled from the power he exuded and her hands held on to his shoulders like her life depended on it. He pulled her close to him and their bodies molded together perfectly, a moan was heard and she realized that it came from herself. He parted their kiss and smirked down at her before turning and walking away.

She stood there for the longest time, a hand held up to her lips, her mind re-playing the kiss and the way they had fit together so perfectly, over and over again.

Ginny woke up from the dream in the middle of the night, shaking her head she tried to remember how the man had looked like, but every second the dream trickled away from her memory. In the end, all she could remember was how he had thoroughly kissed her and left her lips feeling swollen and well used.

She shook her head free of the dream and went back to sleep. Waking up a few hours later, she had forgotten the dream completely and went about her morning rituals as usual. She walked into the kitchen to find Hedwig sitting on her table with a letter tied to her leg. "Hello, Darling…what do you have for me today?" she asked the bird affectionately as she untied the scroll.

She read the contents and grinned as she did so. Hermione wished to meet with her the following Sunday, to discuss matters and catch up. "Right…to discuss Ron and find out if he's with anyone." She said to nobody in particular.

Snatching up a quill and parchment she scribbled her reply in the affirmative and sent it off with Hedwig. This would be interesting, she thought to herself as she prepared herself breakfast, "hmmm…Sunday morning…that would be the day of our family dinner…" she realized and chuckled to herself of what havoc she would create for her dear brother that day.