A/N: I really wanted to write. Hope you guys like it. As usual review. Thank you LadyGinveraMalfoy for the supportive review! I really appreciated it! Keep 'em coming.

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What a scene! How embarrassing. Ginny couldn't believe that Harry had just carried her off like she was a baby. He had a firm grip around her waist and Ginny gave up hitting him noticing that not even a wince showed on his face. Silently Harry carried Ginny all the way to the Gryffindor common room. The Fat Lady gave Harry a pleased look obviously happy to see someone tame Ginny's actions.

Harry flipped Ginny off his shoulder onto the plush red couch near the fireplace. And before she could say anything Harry started on her. "What do you think you're doing? Do you have ANY idea how dangerous he is?"

"He's just as dangerous as you are Harry Potter." Ginny felt she was a toddler being chastised for running off in a store.

"I am not half as dangerous as him! I would never trick you or manipulate you like he has been known to do. I mean, how could forget what his father did? I sure as hell can't!" Harry was pacing back and forth looking up at Ginny only when he spoke.

"You said it yourself. His FATHER did that, not him. Besides what's so bad about broadening my social horizons? I want to have a life Harry! You don't get it. How many times do we have to have this conversation? Every time I tell you the same thing. How thick are you?"

"How thick am I? I'm not the one that's prancing around with Malfoy!" Harry was speaking with such fervor but it was completely unfounded.

"Prancing is not a word to describe our relationship. We not even 'friends' technically. We talk sometimes and act friendly towards each other."

"Oh so acting friendly now a days means snogging the person whenever you damn well please!"

"May I remind you that kissing is not snogging. Plus we've only kissed twice." Just as Ginny said it she regretted it. 'Shit, shit, shit,' Ginny thought.

Harry stopped and spun around. "Twice! You've kissed him more than just that time in the Great Hall?"

Ginny was trapped. "Yes. But he kissed me whereas in the Great Hall it was mutual. So really it was only once."

"I can't believe you said that. Kissing someone once could be like getting it out of your system without really liking the person. But twice! Twice means that there's a mutual curiosity of the other person which could lead to a possible relationship!"

Ginny just stared at him like he was crazy, "you read way too many Teen Witch Weekly's."

"I just have a healthy curiosity of what you women read," Harry said defending his macho man pride.

"Right. I'll be sure to tell Hermione to keep her girly mags under lock and key." Ginny chuckled at the image of Harry reading through the magazines, taking the quizzes and actually reading the relationship articles.

"Don't change the subject. Draco is a bad kid. Why can't you just leave him alone?" Apparently Ginny's laughter had ignited Harry's fiery hot temper again.

"Just because he's your enemy does not mean he's mine."

"Well, he should be your enemy. Just think of all the awful things he's said about your family. That doesn't bother you?" Harry stopped his pacing and stared right at Ginny.

"Sometimes people say and do things they don't mean, Harry," Ginny hinted.

"You can't even compare what I did to what he DOES. They're completely different things."

"Not really."

"Yes, really. I apologized! Did he?" Harry crossed his arms defiantly.

"Well, I would've known if YOU hadn't barged into our conversation!" Ginny stood up from the couch tired that Harry was towering over her. She was still shorter than him when fully upright but at least now she didn't feel like a kid on the verge of a time out.

"Please Ginny! You don't know that he was going to say anything near a sorry." Harry threw his arms up in the air and turned to pacing again.

"Oh, and you do?" Ginny was absolutely shocked at his behavior. It was so puerile she just wanted to smack him.

Harry paced back to where Ginny was. He was right in her face but Ginny didn't back down. She clenched her fists at her sides and stared directly at him ready for whatever he was about to throw at her.

"Ginny," He said slowly. "You're acting like an idiot."

Without even the slightest hesitation Ginny's hand came flying up and slapped Harry across the face. In less than a second Ginny's hand was back at her side and only the blazing red mark on Harry's face showed the incident had happened at all.

Harry's head was still turned and he slowly corrected it. Ginny hadn't moved not because she had that stubborn or courageousbut because she was petrified. She was completely scared to the bone of what his response would be. Ginny knew better than to hit a boy because some boys hit back and when they do it's a lot harder.

Ginny was prepared for the worst but all Harry did was walk away. He was half way out the portrait hole when he shouted back, "You should get on your way to class. Don't forget your books."

She saw the hurt on his face and she realized that she was probably out of line but in no way was she sorry. Not so long ago she was in love with him, her first crush. And now he was the first boy Ginny had ever slapped. "He's just a world of firsts isn't he?"

A/N: Sorry for the confusing concluding paragraph in Ch. 15. I need to learn how to use a spacebar eh? Review please.