A/N: Aww, I'm sorry! I just had to give another cliff hanger! Hey, at least I don't make you want a month or two before updating! I think this way; I get more readers and more requests to updates. . Well, I don't have much to say but finally here's the smut you've been waiting for! Enjoy, please read and review! THIS CHAPTER COTAINS SMUT..LOTS AND LOTS OF SMUT AT THE END! ENJOY!

Ginny was midst a pleasurable kiss when suddenly Draco's words burned her. She quickly pulled away from him, and backed up near the kitchen door.

"W-what?" Draco asked, panting.

"You…said those 3 words."

She was frantic, he could tell. He had made a mistake saying them, but he couldn't hide it anymore.

"Yeah, what about it? Don't you feel the same way?"

She looked at him, her mouth dry and unable to move. She just wanted to be friends with him and nothing more, right?

"I can't stay. I have to go."

She turned quickly and walked out of the kitchen. She picked up the pace, panting and soon running to her common room. She didn't know how or why things got so out of hand. She was just there, getting a cup of cocoa, nothing more! Then suddenly, he had to walk in and soon all hell broke loose! She couldn't think straight, his presence was toxic, but yet around him she felt a rather sense of protection. "Nonsense." she told herself, gripping at her hair in frustration. She couldn't explain the funny feelings in her stomach when he was around giving that seductive smile of his, and showing that muscular firm chest, or those sexy hard abs from Qudditch….. A sudden blow came at Ginny's head.

"Oi!" she yelped, falling to the floor.

She shook her head, and pulled back her hair (and the some that was in her face) with her hand. She looked up to see the portrait leading to her common room closed. She laughed, now realizing what she had done. She went to stand up but a shadow loomed over her. She knew who it was, and her heart dropped.

"You know, your suppose to tell her the password. That way the Fat Lady let's you in."

Ginny looked up, frozen still on the ground to see Malloy's face.

"O shut up you git."

He held out a helping hand, but she refused it and helped herself up. She was off the ground and brushing off dirt and flattening her skirt. She walked around him and went to say the password.

"Lemon-" she stopped, and turned her head to the side, not facing him completely.

"You still here?"

"Yes, is that a problem?"

"Yeah, it is. I'm fine now, thanks for your concern, now go."

She stood there, waiting for him to leave. He continued to stay put, he wasn't about to just let her drift after what had happened between them minutes ago.

"Are you bloody deaf? Get the hell out of here!"

She finally turned on her heel, face to face with him. Her face was flushed, and her fists were at her sides. Draco watched her, feeling both amused and hurt.

"That's it? We share an intimate moment, and now you want me to just leave?"

"That was NOT an intimate moment! It was something that accidentally happened and will never happen again!" she yelped, red blushing in the cheeks.

She knew she didn't sound convincing for he was just standing there, smiling. She rolled her eyes, and ran a hand threw her hair.

"Please, leave me."

She was barely above a whisper and her eyes were closed. Draco felt as if she meant something else, but shrugged it off. He stood there knowing she was now expecting him to just disappear. He decided to let her win, but just for tonight. He mocked a curtsy 'bow' before bending back up and walking away.

"Later Weasley." he called from over his shoulder.

He waited for a response, but it never came. All he heard was the sudden slam of the portrait door.

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Weeks had passed, and not one word came between Draco and Ginny. He noticed since that night in the school's kitchen, she does everything possible to avoid him. He hates it of course, but deep in his heart it breaks him. He often finds himself sulking for she's not around to talk to him, or play the 'stare' game, or even walk up and light up his life with her magic smile. He always saw her in the great hall and in classes, but she not once looked his way. The only time she actually went near him was during Flitwick's class. They were in study groups trying to perform counter spells and Ginny had gone off to Harry and Hermione's group. Of course everyone was afraid of Malfoy, so he ended up alone. Ginny saw this, and to his mere amazement she went over to him. From behind, Draco saw the faces of a very shocked and intrigued Harry and Hermione.

"This is only for today." she says while walking up to him.

He watches as she slowly keeps her skirt from folding up as she sits down. They go through the book; recording needed spell names before standing up and calling them. Ginny was amazed at how well he was at calling spells, but she laughed as he accidentally hit himself, and she had to reverse the spell. He laughed, she smiled and they both shared a moment. Ginny snapped out of it quickly, her smile fading but never actually going. Draco knew this, and smiled inside as they sat together the rest of the class flipping through the books.

It was the end of the week, and it was finally winter. It was December 12th; Christmas was on its way. Draco wasn't much of a 'giving away presents' kind of person, but he had this inner need to do so. Not for everyone of course, just for her. He was in the library, studying up on countercurses and on the other side of the room was Ginny. She wasn't alone, she was with Hermione. They sat together, frantically searching books and causing noise. Madame Pince would come by every now and then to hush them up, and he'd laugh. He tried doing his own research, but couldn't. His temptation to look up at her over took him. He looked up again to find her laughing, lighting him up inside and her smile as she playfully shoved the book towards Hermione. She was an angel, whose only mission was to make people happy. It was hard to be happy during times like these; he eavesdropped in a recent conversation and found out Grangers parents were killed by Voldemort just 3 weeks ago. She was devastated, but Potter was there for her. But even when he isn't, Draco expected her to cry and be miserable. But she wasn't, she was with Ginny, laughing and playing as if her parent's death was just a dream. He had no idea how she could do that to people, but he laughed as he thought of it again. She was an angel, and nothing more.

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Sadly, Qudditch was cancelled for the school year. Draco was angered by this, hoping to fly about on his broom and get a chance to kill Potter on the field. He sighed as he walked past the empty field, the cool winter breeze playing memories of the past games. As he was walking through the field, he could've sworn he heard the faint screams of school fans, and the power of the brooms flying about and the magic sound of the snitch. He passed through the field, and the broom closet itself. Suddenly, he stopped moving. He tried moving his feet, but couldn't. He turned his head to the closet doors. They were closed, locked securely. He thought he heard the laugh of a young Weasley, but shrugged the feeling off and blamed the wind against the trees. Once again he tried to move, but instead he was face to face to the doors. Frustrated, he reached for the doors and opened them. Inside, were the mounted brooms and boxes full of Quaffles, Bludgers, and the Snitch. The brooms were hanging, covered with summer dust. He walked in, flicking on the light that made it better to see. He saw his broomstick in the back, and reached for it. He noticed one was missing, but thought nothing more of it and walked back out. He headed back towards the fields, but he wasn't alone. Someone else, covered in Gryffindor Qudditch uniform was there.

"Didn't expect you here." he called, hoping for her to turn and talk to him.

She was bending down, fixing her knee pads before slowly bending back up and turning to him. She was surprised to see him, and he was glad to see her smile instead of flee. She mounted her broom to the side, its head sticking up.

"Well, well. Look who it is. What are you doing out here?"

"I should be asking you the same thing." he smiled, and she walked closer to him.

"I'm tried of not being able to fly. I need this game more than anything. So if we can't have it like the old days, I'll just fly about on my own without their bloody permission."

"Or you could go against me."

She looked at him quizzically, laughing at a bemused Draco. Seconds later, her laugh turned into a seductive smile that made Draco's insides melt and arousal linger in his groin.

"Oh really? You want to play against me Malfoy?"

He took this as a challenge for he stepped up to her.

"Oh I'm sure I can easily beat you Weasley."

She inched towards him again; Draco could count the freckles across her cheeks.

"Ok Malfoy. The first to get 50 points wins."

"What about the snitch?"

She showed off her seductive smile, placing her free hand on her hip, while the other held the broom up. Draco watched, feeling slightly uneasy on where this was about to go.

"Catch the snitch Malfoy, and I'm all yours."

She winked, he smiled about to speak but was silenced by her hand over his mouth.

"But if I catch the snitch, that's my freedom from never seeing you again."

His smile quickly faded, would she really want that? She dropped her hand weakly, but held it midway.

"May the best one win."

She held her hand out, expecting him to take it in a hand shake. He did it slowly, remembering last time's affects. When his hand was in hers, there fingers twined instantly, and they shook. Usually hand shakes last seconds, but there's seemed to last forever. Draco watched her intently, waiting for her to move away. But she didn't do anything, she stared back at him with hope and fear embedded in her eyes. They finally split, her being the first one to pull away. They headed to positions, both feeling each others touch slowly mingling on their fingertips. Draco went to the right side of the field, while Ginny took the left. His mind was buzzing, why would she want to be away from him? Would she even try to catch the snitch, or was this all a test? A test to prove just how much he was into her?

"Ready?" she yelled, now releasing the Bludgers and Quaffles.

"Always am Weasley."

She sighs, and they both mount on their brooms. She's holding the glowing golden snitch, and Draco watches as she lets it slip out of her hand and into the daytime sky. The sun was now setting, and it allowed easier view from above. He was ready to play, and knew he would do whatever it takes to get that damn snitch.

"NOW!" she screams, already in the sky.

Draco quickly zooms up, and keeps his eyes peeled for the golden snitch. Ginny was out and about, with the bat in her hand and chasing after the Quaffles. Draco had to admit, she had a good knack for this sport. She was well, maybe a little too well. She could do well on the national teams outside of Hogwarts, and he would be sleeping and making love to the world's most gorgeous, smartest, fastest money making woman in his Qudditch times.

"1-0!"

Draco snapped his head to Ginny, who threw a Quaffle through his team's rings. He shook his head to concentrate on the game rather than fantasize about him and Ginny. Draco flew on his broom, unsuccessful in finding the snitch. Ginny was out and about, dodging Bludgers that weren't even going to hit her, and she was doing fast turns and spins. Draco watched, knowing in the back of his mind that this was a mere distraction. He gained reality and controlled his broom to fly over near her. He flew as fast as possible past her, and successfully snatched the Quaffle from her arm.

"HEY!" she yelled, flying right on his tail.

Draco sped up, flying near Bludgers and trying out some of her fast turns. He wasn't skilled like she was for he almost fell over losing the ball to her. She had it and was laughing as her red hair danced in the wind and left Draco to dust. He got back in position and took off. He was now on her tail, catching sight of the snitch. He knew she found it too for she immediately dropped the Quaffle and sped past him to it.

"Oh no you don't!" he yelled, side by side in a race for the snitch.

Her arm was already extended, but he thought of it as too early. The snitch was right within arms reach, but it could make an odd twisting turn in an instant. Ginny was slightly ahead, forcing all she could into her broom. Draco pushed forward, his arm now extended. Both were mere inches away from the snitch, and ahead was the audience stand. Draco knew if they went any faster they both would end up head first in the stands. The snitch wasn't turning anymore, it was heading straight. Draco's fingertips barely touched the snitch and he leaned in. Ginny did so as well and then from here either didn't know exactly what happened. Draco crashed into the stands, his broom flying out from under him. He tumbled in the stands, his body beaten against the benches. He landed on his back, crouched at the end of the stands. His vision was blurry and his head was withering in pain. He put a hand to his head, and felt the burning cuts and blood that trickled from them. Suddenly, his blurry vision saw a girl with red hair coming at him. Her broom was knocked from under her as well, and before he knew it she was thrown on top of him. They tumbled a little down the stands, landing near the edge, the steps leading off nearby. Draco was on his back, aching from head to toe. Cuts, scraps, and burns were all over, and so was the same for Ginny. She laid there, her vision affected by the crash. She tried pulling up, but her arms were weak and unable to move. Draco slightly moved from underneath, his hips rubbing against hers. He stopped, knowing what could possibly happen if he continued to move from under her. Her chest was on his, her heart beat slowly going, and suddenly beating wildly. She laid there for minutes, slowly regaining conscience and vision. She carefully lifted her head up, and found herself lying on top of Draco.

"W-what happened?" she whispered, finding it hard to speak.

"I don't exactly remember." He put a hand to his head, the blood still lightly flowing.

She went to lift up, Draco absently helping her. She was almost up but her legs went out and she fell back on top of him. He fell on his back again, her head nearly hitting his. Draco reacted by catching her gently as possible by cupping her cheeks. He did it without a problem, and Ginny sat there staring at him. Draco stared back, the pain in his head slowly dying away. Ginny's head was no longer hurting, but her body was tingling with sensation. Without thinking twice, Draco pulled her in for a breath taking kiss. He added so much force, it was if the whole accident ever occurred. She reacted immediately, her hands roaming about, her hips grinding against his. He held on to her, his hands leaving her cheek and wrapping around her waist. She pulled him in, her tongue running along the inside of his mouth. Draco pulled her in, feeling her breasts press against him.

"Wait." she whispered between his lips.

Draco didn't pull away, he couldn't. She tried, but he held on tighter each time.

"Draco…wait." she said against his lips.

He stopped, she pulled away. She was able to stand up and brush herself off. Her face was flushed, and lips sore from such a kiss. Draco stood up as well, wondering just how they could all of a sudden have the strength to get up without a wince of pain. Ginny pulled out her wand and performed a spell that instantly cured them.

"Well…almost." she said, as if she read his mind.

Draco looked at his arms, the burns on his arms gone, and the cuts halfway through the healing process.

"Thanks." he said, smiling.

She smiled back and inched towards him. She expected him to pull in and finish what he started, but it never came. Instead he stood there, staring longingly into her eyes.

"You called me Draco."

"What?"

"Draco, you finally said Draco instead of just Malfoy."

She smiled, finally realizing what he meant. The feelings she always had when he was around were finally explained, there was no doubt about it. She was in love… with Draco Malfoy.

"I know, and I like it."

Without another word, she grabbed at his shirt and pulled him in. She crushed her lips against his, his tongue already running alongside her bottom lip. She let him in, and pressed herself against him as he explored her mouth. She did the same, finding her hands wrapped around his neck and his roaming on her chest. She felt his hand snake under her already loose uniform shirt and head for her bra. He traced his finger along the bottom of her bra, feeling her quiver with pleasure. She explored deeper in his mouth, sometimes pulling back to nibble on his ear or neck. He enjoyed every minute of it, teasing her back by cupping his hand around her breast. Ginny sighed midst a kiss, Draco going even deeper with his tongue. Ginny wanted more, and reached for his shirt. She tugged at it, then took a free hand and placed it over the one he had on her breast and pulled up as if to have him do more than what he was doing. Her hips moved against his, the pleasure arousing in both of them.

"I can't wait anymore Draco.." she whispered, panting while roaming her hands along his chest and back threw his hair.

The position they were in was slightly uncomfortable, so Draco reached his hands around Ginny's arse and pulled her up. She immediately wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, not once leaving his lips. He was having trouble finding a comfortable place, but Ginny's constant jumps against him and of her hips hitting hard against him wasn't helping. The last jump caused him to drop where he was, which was only a couple steps away from where they just were.

"Ginny, don't you-" she bit down on his lip, stopping him from talking.

She pulled away, her face flushed, and the look of hunger in her eyes.

"Draco, shut up. Just shut up."

She pulled him back in, her tongue going deep within his mouth. He gave up on fixing their position and went for her clothes. They were on one of the benches, and Ginny fell on her back, holding on to Draco not leaving his lips. She was on her back, her hands on his pants, her fingers quickly undoing them. Ginny managed to undo them quickly, forcefully thrusting them off of him. Draco went for Ginny's pants, slowly undoing them as he laid kisses along her neck and jaw line. Ginny arched her back in pleasure, her arms wrapped around him pulling him in to get more of his toxic kisses. He undone her pants and slid them off, revealing her knickers. He reached for them, feeling her hands on top of his and pulling down.

"Oh my!" she claimed, her arse cold from the stand. Draco struggled for her wand and once he was able to get it he waved it so the bench extended out more and was covered with blankets. He dropped the wand, and went back for her lips. He kissed her passionately, his fingers running slowly down her neck, between her breast and down her waist. He then placed two fingers inside her and she arched her back as her tongue went deeper inside his mouth.

"Draco.." she panted, pleasure overtaking her.

He continued with what he was doing, slowly pulling in and out. Ginny moaned in pleasure, her nails clawing into his back. Draco pulled out, wanting much more than a moan from her. He reached back to her, his tongue clashing roughly with hers. She reached for his boxers, and ripped them off. She then guided him inside her and without thinking twice or going back she let him in. The pain consumed her, and she winced as the tears formed in her eyes. Draco thought of stopping, not knowing just how much this was hurting her. He went to pull back but she grabbed at his arms and pulled up.

"No, just take it slow."

He nodded, and pushed back in. Ginny held on to him, the rhythm of their bodies in sync and smoothly going together. Draco went and kissed her along side her neck and face as she held on trying to rid of the pain. Soon enough, the pain wore off and she adjusted to him.

"Faster.." she panted, feeling the need of him deep within her.

Draco, glad to do more than just slowly move, increased his speed. He went in and out several times, holding on to the bench for support. Ginny held on to him, every now and again coming up to kiss him or nibble on his ear.

"Draco..faster." she moaned, the pleasure finally deep in her.

Draco thrusted in and out, listening to her moaning cries of his name over and over. There bodies were no longer in rhythm, his was moving quicker and Ginny opened her eyes to see him. His knuckles were white, and he was sweating madly.

"Ginny.." he moaned, biting on his lip and pushing deeper in her.

She only had seconds to decide if he should pull out or stay in. She thought of the problems of having a baby would cause, and it was too much for her to handle.

"Draco." she moaned, hoping that's all she needed to say.

Draco looked at her, her eyes telling him the right thing to do. He did love her, but she was right. Before he could do it, he quickly pulled out. Ginny and Draco did what they needed to do before cuddling under the stars and blankets.

"Ginny?"

"Yes Draco?

He had his arms wrapped around her, while her head snuggled against his chest.

"Do you love me now?"

She lifted her head up, and he saw the answer in her eyes. She smiled, and pulled up to kiss him. She passionately kissed him before lying back down.

"What does tomorrow hold for us?" she asked, her arms around his waist.

They both stared off at the stars, unsure of how to answer the question. Tonight's events changed a lot, and it meant change. A huge change that would affect their families, friends, and futures. But in a way, they were ok about it because no matter how rough it will get or how much pain they are put threw, they would go through it together. And nothing would change that, never.