A/N: I am updating like crazy while I can. I don't know what kind of shit storm is awaiting me at school. But for now, VIVE SPRING BREAK! Anyways, thank you Antonia! (really pretty name by the way). Like always, please review.

The common room was always cold in the winter time. But today was especially bad because the ferocious winds outside constantly blew out the fire. Most students decided to remain in bed under their heavy comforters. There were a couple of students in the common room all the same.

"Harry, you all packed?" Ron asked as he made his way down the stairs.

"Oh, about that, I don't know if I'm leaving." Harry was sitting on the plush red couch like usual. Because of the weather it was probably the coldest spot in the entire tower (it was situated right in front of the fireplace.) That didn't stop Harry though, that couch was his favorite spot and come hell or high water he would sit there.

"Why? You hate staying here on Christmas." Ron sat down beside him and shivered as a freezing draft flew past him.

"Yeah, but I don't think it would be good idea, ya know?"

Ron finally caught on to what he was saying, "Oh, don't worry about Gin,"

"Ron, she hates me." Harry stated looking up.

"So? That doesn't mean she'll make a scene of it."

"I don't know," Harry began.

"Yeah and I do." Ron got up and started back for the stairs. "Its bloody cold down here, I'm going back to bed. Oh, and Harry? You're coming." Ron wouldn't hear anymore of it and Harry knew that so he too went upstairs to pack.

Ginny was sleeping soundly knowing that she had finished her detention with Snape. He was surprised, to say the least, when she handed him the meter long essay on Sage Root totally completed. The two weeks of detention weren't so bad, minus the constant criticism of her cleaning, organizing and filing skills. Actually they were that bad. But it didn't matter; all they were to her now were bad memories.

Tomorrow was the day all the students who wanted to, left for their families to celebrate Christmas. She wasn't looking forward to her break that much. Normally all of her brothers would come and her family would have the best of times but this year none of them could come. Except Ron of course.

Her brothers were sweet enough to tell her before hand via owl and when she first heard about it she thought it would be perfect. Just herself and Ron for their parents to spoil sounded great. But as of last night those dreams were shattered. Ron, being the good friend he was, refused to let Harry spend the break alone. So, Ron asked permission and received it (of course) therefore there would be three.

Well, really only two. Ginny's mother loved Harry and spoiled him as much as she could. Ron was always on their parents' good side. But Ginny would be completely overlooked which didn't usually matter when her other siblings were there. Her parents were great and she wasn't complaining about them. It's just sometimes they get a little distracted and forget about her, or at least she thought they did.

"GINNY! IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ARSE DOWN HER IN TWO MINUTES," Ron threatened from the common room.

It was morning but it certainly didn't look that way. The sky was dark and there was no light shining through the windows, hence why Ginny overslept. "KEEP YOUR PANTS ON! I'M COMING!" she shouted back.

Damn it, her trunk wouldn't close. It wasn't that she had too much stuff or anything like that but the latch just broke. "Perfect," she muttered. She found some string and wrapped it around her trunk several times praying that it would hold.

Ginny, Harry and Ron ran to the train and just made it. Ron and Harry picked out the first available compartment and plopped down. Ginny followed behind and threw down her trunk which then broke open spilling all of Ginny clothing (including her unmentionables) on to the compartment floor.

"For love of Merlin!" she cried as she knelt down gathering up her clothing.

"Here," Harry said as he handed her a shirt that landed on his feet.

She snatched it away and tossed back into the trunk. "Thanks."

"What the hell is this?" Ron asked as calmly as he could.

Ginny looked up and saw a pair of one her sexier panties dangling from Ron's knee. "Umm…that would be underwear."

"First, get it off me. Second, why do you need something like that if it is worn under your clothing?" Ron's face began to flush which was always a precursor to him getting angry.

"Calm down. They're nice. Despite your thoughts, I AM a girl, Ron." Ginny grabbed the lacy black pseudo thong underwear off his knee and put it in her trunk. She again tried to close her trunk but to no avail. Flustered she kicked it and left the room muttering.

"I don't think I was wrong there," Ron stated after Ginny had left the room. "Why would she, MY SISTER, need something like those!"

"It's best to not think about it Ron," Harry advised.

'Idiot,' she thought to herself. Sometimes she just wanted to take Ron's stupid head and smack it hard. Yeah, he was looking out for her and he had the best of intentions but he could be so unbearable.

Now she was on a quest to find a compartment, it didn't need to be empty, just needed to not have anyone she knew in it. Once found she would fall asleep and forget the look Harry had on his face when he saw her racy underwear. She mentally shivered.

"Lost?" she called out to a certain blonde headed boy.

He turned around and saw Ginny smirking at him the way he would smirk at her. "Look who it is."

"Where have you been recently? I hadn't seen you in two weeks." She walked toward him slowly.

He followed suit and came towards her, "Do I detect a hint of sadness in your voice?"

Ginny without hesitation answered, "You wish." She stopped walking.

"It would be pointless to wish for something that I already have."

"But what if you didn't have it?" Ginny raised an eyebrow feeling that she had won.

"Then the sadness would be in my voice," Draco said staring straight into her eyes.

Ginny felt like all the air had been knocked out of her lungs. He just stared at her and Ginny couldn't take it. She had to say something or do something. She threw out a hand and gently hit him on the shoulder, "Shut it," she said with a laugh.

Draco took the hit for a second and then grabbed her waist. He pulled Ginny close to him and reached his hand behind her neck. Their lips met with passion that surprised the both of them. A bump caused them to break apart; they fell down and their unsuspecting bodies collided with the hard train floor.

Ginny slowly opened her eyes when she realized what had happened. She then noticed that she was on the floor. And soon after that she saw Draco grabbing his ribs as he tried to stand. She then began to lift herself up and shook her head trying to regain her bearings.

"You alright, Gin?"

She looked up to see Harry walking towards the two. He was acting weird though, he didn't seem to have the same malice that he usually contained when Draco was in his presence. Taken aback by everything she let out a grunt unable to verbalize herself yet.

"I'll take that as a yes. Here," Harry reached out and helped her up.

"Uh, thanks." She was very much unsure of Harry. She didn't know if he was being sincere or just waiting until they were out of earshot before chastising her. "Draco!" She said just remembering that he too had fallen. She knelt down and put her mouth to his ears so only he could hear her, "Sorry." Then she helped him up. "You okay?"

"More or less." He fixed his posture and his robes. "Potter," he said rigidly but not meanly.

"Malfoy," Harry mimicked.

Draco turned to Ginny and nodded at her before he went on down the corridor of the train.

'Can't anything be normal anymore?' Ginny wondered to herself.

Ginny never did get to find that compartment. Harry brought her back to his and Ron's. She fell asleep while Harry and Ron were having another Quidditch debate. Her lovely little sleep didn't last long; she was woken up by Ron who was shaking her.

"Ginny!" he sang at her.

"Stop. Sleeeep." Ginny curled up in a little ball. She knew that she had to get up sooner or later. It would later then.

Ron shook her harder and finally Ginny sat up. When her eyes fully opened she remembered that he trunk was broken. 'How am I supposed to carry that piece of crap now?'

"Ron, where's my trunk?"

"I got it."

Curious as to how he would be able to carry it Ginny quicken her step to catch up with her brother. Ron was practically off the train and she was not even 4 meters from the compartment. She was hustling in a throng of students. She jumped up to see over all the other's heads to see if Ron was anywhere in sight. Nope, he got off already.

An arm lurched out and grabbed her own. She was pulled into one of the compartments. "What the hel-" she began. She was silenced however a hand over her mouth. She then saw her captor and she smiled. "You are ridiculous."

"I didn't get to wish you a happy Christmas." Draco had her pinned up against the door. His hair was still in disarray from earlier and he was smirking at her. When he was this close Ginny could see everything of his facial features. She saw the small creases at the corners of his eyes that only would appear if he was smiling (or at least however close he could get to smiling). She saw a small freckle that she hadn't ever noticed before. It was on his neck, almost under his jaw. "Well, are you going to?"

He pulled her in for a kiss but she moved her head. Before he could say anything she decided to make good use of the information she had learned just a second ago. She found his adorable freckle and kissed it lightly. She pulled back and smiled at him, "Happy Christmas."

He laughed under his breath and resumed what he had in mind. After that kiss earlier he needed more. His only thought was to kiss her. He didn't care how odd a thought it was. It didn't matter to him that she was from a different House, or even a different social class. Right now all that mattered was that he was kissing her again.

Ginny's hand made its way up his neck and lightly tickled it. She heard a little moan from Draco, and she took that as a signal to continue. Her one hand was around his back feeling the lovely muscles underneath his robes. The other hand was still at the back of his neck, and then continued to the back of the head. She ran her hand through his hair feeling the absolute need to mess it up even more.

While doing that she hand found something, it was bumpy and big. "Draco?" she asked pulling away from him for a second.

"Hmm." When she pulled away, he moved from her mouth to her neck. 'She has such lovely skin,' he thought.

"What's that?" Ginny still had her hand on it, tracing it trying to get a grasp of what it could be.

"What?" He continued kissing her neck.

"That!" Ginny pressed it hard. Draco let out a little yelp and stepped back.

"That is a scab. Why did you have to hit it like that?"

Ginny rolled her eyes, "Boys are such pansies." She turned around to leave the compartment.

He grabbed her arm, "I still didn't get to wish you a happy Christmas."

"Draco, I've got to go. My family is going to kill me if I make them wait any longer." She left but not before she gave his a little kiss on the check.

"Happy Christmas!" He shouted from the compartment.

A/N: the next chapter is going to be Christmas with the Weasely's! Aren't you excited? Anyways, please review. I love your thoughts.