Fire and Ice

Chapter 2

Draco stared at her, scowling. "It's none of your business as to why Voldermot called me. Nor, should you care" he stated stubbornly.

"In my opinion," Ginny slid from the window sill, and strode over to him. "I have every right, to know why you were there. Considering … I saved your life, that is." She smirked, crossing her hands over her chest.

"I'm not going to tell you Weasley, so just bloody give up already." He said, rolling his eyes sarcastically.

Ginny sighed, "Fine then. But, you can at least help me figure out what I'm going to do with you for the time being. Considering Voldermot could be breaking down my kitchen door at any minute."

Draco chuckled. "Oh, I'm glad you find this situation amusing!" Ginny seethed through clenched teeth, as she paced the length of her room.

Draco smirked, as Ginny continued pacing, mumbling curses under breaths. "Well, I suppose you could stay here for the night. And, just get on the train tomorrow. Since school starts tomorrow anyway." Ginny sighed, thinking of yet, another obstacle to her solution. "But, then again … my mother could find you. Or worse my father or any of my brothers, or possibly even Harry." A smirk curled upon her lips at this.

Draco immediately noticed this, and raised a questioning brow. "What is it, Weasel Bee?"

Ginny turned, "Oh … nothing. So anyway, I'll grab some blankets from the closet and you can just sleep on the floor-"

"Floor?" Draco questioned. "Um, no. You see that wont work for me." He smirked.

Ginny took a deep breath, "Well I don't care if it suits you or not. Because, there is no way that YOU are sleeping in MY bed!" she hissed, harshly.

Suddenly a knock echoed throughout the room, "Ginny? It's me Mione. Could you let me in please? I really need to talk to you." She stated, jiggling the door knob.

"Yeah! One second Mione, I'll be right there!" Ginny called out before, spinning towards Draco and yanking him up from her bed.

"What in merlins name are you doing women?" Draco seethed, yanking his hand away from Ginny's hysterical grasp.

"Well, you don't expect me to let HER know you're here, do you!" Ginny whispered, panicky ."Now, where to hide you …" Ginny mused, glancing around the room quickly. "Oh! Here, this will do!" She exclaimed, leading Draco over to her closet.

Hurriedly, she shoved him inside it, slamming the door closed. Her eyes darted over her room, scanning it for any clue that someone else had been in her room. Rushing over to her bed, she straitened out the blankets, and fluffed the pillows.

"Ginny? What's taking you?" Hermione, questioned.

"Sorry, Mione … my room was a bit of a mess" Ginny said, unlocking her door quickly and shoving it aside.

"Oh, well … I don't mind messes Ginny. I'm used to having them in the common room, as your brother loves to leaves his things strewn about" Hermione grinned, laughing lightly.

"So …" Ginny began, plopping down onto the comfort of her bed. "What is it you needed to tell me?"

Hermione looked uneasy, "Well … about that. The thing is …" she sighed, and gently took a seat next to Ginny. "Ginn, I know you're still upset about the whole … ermm … Harry situation. I … well; I suppose I just wanted to apologize. I-"

Ginny stopped her short. "Mione, there's no need to apologize … what's done is done. Harry loves you more … that's all there is too it." She sighed. "Trust me … I'm over him. I really am" Ginny looked up, and conjured up a fake smile.

"Al-alright … If you're sure?" Hermione said, slowly rising from the mattress.

"Positive" Ginny breathed, smiling for Hermione's benefit.

"Ok. I'm glad …" and with that said, she left, closing the door easily behind her.

Ginny sat on her bed, her head resting in the palm of her hand. Tears brimmed in her eyes, and she bit down on her lower lip, praying for them not to fall. Glancing down, she noticed it was too late, as a small droplet cascaded down her cheek, hitting the wooden floor beneath.

"Weasel Bee?"

Ginny's head snapped up, and noticed that Draco had poked his head out from behind the closet door, and was now watching her intently. Ginny quickly ridded her eyes of tears, with the corner of her sleeve, and got up from the bed.

"Ummm … I'll just go get the blankets now" Ginny mumbled, before scurrying from the room in search of blankets.

Draco quietly, slipped out of the closet and into the openness of Ginny's room. He sat down on the edge of her bed, as millions of thoughts coursed through his mind. Wow … she was really upset. I didn't even realize she and pot head had even dated. Maybe I should consider being nice to her … wait! What am I thinking! She's a Weasley! I bloody Weasley! I shouldn't even be talking to her! Let alone being nice to her! But … I just cant but feel sorry for the poor she weasel. I mean it's not her fault Potter has horrendous taste in females.

Suddenly the door, creaked open revealing a very, miserable Ginny. In her arms she held a bundle of mangled, multi-colored blankets, all of which had been hand sewn by Mrs. Weasley herself. She slipped inside her room, before hurriedly closing the door behind her.

Gently, she laid out a bed for herself, and without changing or saying a word, slid beneath the quilts. With a flick of her wand, the lights dimmed.

"Good night Malfoy" she said, turning on the side opposite to him.

The two sat in silence for what seemed like an eternity before Draco spoke up. "Look Weasley … you can have your bed If you really want. I'll sleep on the floor. It's the best I can do … considering you saved my life" he said, wearily.

Ginny sat up, and flicked the lights back on. "Your just doing this because you feel bad for me … aren't you?" she demanded, her tear stained cheeks glistening in the dim light.

"Well-"

"I don't want sympathy, Malfoy. Especially from you!" with that said, she flicked her wand the lights dimming once again.

"Look, I said thank you! I'm trying to be nice … that's hard enough! Cant you just accept it?" Draco questioned, furiously.

Ginny didn't say a word, and remained still among the quilts. Draco sighed, and peered down at her. Then flicking on the light with his wand, he quickly stooped down and scooped Ginny up into his arms.

"What the bloody hell, do you think your doing!" she screeched, gripping tight onto his shoulders. Instead of an answer he just threw her right down onto her bed but, afraid he might throw her somewhere else, she didn't loosen her grip causing him to topple down on top of her.

Ginny opened her mouth to protest but, her words fell short, as she found herself falling into icy pools. Draco had the brightest eyes Ginny had ever seen, and she couldn't believe she was just now realizing how gorgeous they were. No wonder all the girls swoon over the git … he has eyes like the ocean. Ginny thought dreamily. She felt as if she could loose herself in them for eternity.

Suddenly out of the blue, she felt lips on her own, a heated breath beating down on her skin. And just as it began, so sudden it ended with such short notice. Ginny's eyes fluttered open, and she blinked a few times, making sure what had just happened was actually real.

Draco's eyes darted continuously, trying to find something else to focus on besides Ginny. Why in merlins name did I just kiss her! Now the weasel is going to think I bloody like her! He quickly removed himself from her body, and slid into the blankets next to Ginny's bed.

Ginny remained still, not moving a muscle. What in merlins name just happened? Ginny was completely dazed, her eyes glazed over with shock. Slowly, she flicked her wand and the light illuminating her room, dimmed to nothing.

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Authors Note: Well, that's chapter 2! I hope you all enjoyed. This chapter is dedicated to my friend, Caroline. Cause, without her I probably would have never gotten around to finishing it! So, please review with your thoughts! Thanks!