A/N: Garg! My computer got a virus and I had to get a whole new pc! So of course the last chapter I wrote is gone. I know. So here it is.. I tried to rewrite it like it was… but it just isn't the same… aw well.. here it goes…

Chapter 10

Ginny opened her eyes and stared at her ceiling. 'Wow. I feel so great. I've been so scared to fall in love, and here I am wishing I was in bed with Malfoy.' She thought half-heartedly.

Turning over she sighed but at the same time felt breath in her face. A tanned face and blonde hair was beginning to come into focus. Panicking Ginny thought hurriedly, 'Maybe, if I just creep out of bed.. he will just disappear like 'poof'.' Heart thumping, Ginny began to slowly sit up and uncover the sheets wrapped around her porcelain skin, flannel pj bottoms, and faded cotton tee. Shuddering from the cool morning breeze, she smiled at her empty room.

Out of no where an arm flung up and across her chest, pushing her back down, wide-eyed on the bed. "Hey hon. Sleep well?" she heard his raspy voice whisper in her ear.

"Oh, no! Oh no, oh no, oh no!" She yelped, pulling herself from the bed.

Malfoy grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down. He caressed her face but she was pulling away. Pushing him away she rolled of the bed with a 'thump' and a clad of sheets still wrapped around her.

"Something's pinching my butt." She moaned aggravated.

She heard him laugh at her bluntness as he peered over her side of the bed. Looking up at him she squinted at how different he looked after sleeping. More solemn. More gentle. She tilted her head and smiled sweetly.

"Weasley," he gave her an adult look, "please stop looking at me like a piece of fruit."

"Oh." Embarrassed she hid her face to the side and tucked her hair behind her ear.

"I missed feeling so comfortable in bed with a girl." He mused.

"Hmph." Grumpily she got up from the clad of sheets and noticed the hairbrush (she had dropped last night) sat engraved into the floor from where her butt just sat.

She stalked off towards the bathroom and shut the door. Leaning against it quietly, she let a large sigh escape her lips. So she had actually slept the night beside Malfoy. 'No wonder I had good dreams..' She scowled at herself, 'No, it's just a coincidence.'

Looking at herself in the mirror she saw the black lines of run-down mascara and eyeliner underneath her eyes. Fluffing her hair and smiling at her reflection she began to run the water for a shower and pulling off her pj's. Sleepily she climbed into the waterfall of warm droplets and began to feel more at ease with the world.

Throughout the silence of the water dripping around her body she began recapping all these sudden events that have happened to have occurred over the past week or so.

'What did I ever do to be such a candidate for Minister of Magic? Sure I was top of my class but I can barely do a simple summoning charm now.' Running her hands through her silky wet hair she gave a thoughtful look, 'I guess I'm just going to have to trust him and accept the job. Malfoy certainly shouldn't be on vacation for so long like this. Besides, I am going to have so much fun telling Danielle that I quit.'

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Stretching in her bed, Draco glanced at the clock. It was only 7:30 pm and Ginny was already out of bed. Surely she could've slept a bit longer… Her body had been so warm and her lips had tasted like marshmallows. He could faintly hear the water running and hoped that someday he'd be there with her.

Love to him, was a pathetic word, but the feeling took his world. His mind kept going from the celebrities in magazines to such a small girl with a big mind. He could have any girl he ever wanted but it was this scared little red head that caused him to loose track of his intentions. First he wanted annoy her, then he wanted to kiss her, and now, well now he wants to spend every waking moment with her.

Sitting up against the backboard he looked around her room. The colour on the walls were a faint sky blue and the furniture was a cheap white metal. Everything was organized neatly in its place and the only thing that gave the room some comfort was the plush bed and thick, fluffy, red sheets.

Raising his arms above his head, stretching, he gave a faint yawn and got out of bed. Making his way towards her kitchen he noticed the coffee machine was already in the process of making coffee he shrugged and decided to make some toast and pancakes for a light breakfast. Any reason to spend more time with her.

He heard a faint ringing and noticed it was her phone. The water was still running, meaning she was still in the shower, so he answered it for her.

"Hello?" He asked politely.

"Is Ginevra there?" The voice asked.

"That would be me." He gleamed.

"Okay, I don't know who you are man, but Ginevra is my girl and you are not her. You are a man, man." The voice got all serious and huffy.

Draco tried not to laugh, "She's dating you?"

"Yes.." The guy was getting all defensive.

"Who are you?" Draco demanded.

"Paul."

"Paul?" Draco repeated. Ginny never mentioned anything about a Paul.

"PAUL!" Draco spun around and saw Ginny standing there shell-shocked with a towel wrapped up on top of her head and another wrapped snug around her body.

Getting all huffy she stormed over towards him and grabbed the phone from his hands, "PAUL?"

"Ginger bug, how are you? It doesn't matter, I'm here. I've got good news.. I've quit drinking and I miss you terribly.." He talked smoothly into the phone.

Draco could easily see Ginny's face fall. Her eyes cast over as she listened to what the Paul guy had to say. He was guessing that he had played a small part in hurting Ginny while she lived here but she seemed to be considering every excuse he was pleading in her ear. When he couldn't take it anymore, he pulled his wand from the kitchen table and disconnected her phone line.

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Paul wanted her back. But he had left her and had also called her a slut. But then again he said he had quit his drinking habit and had gone to therapy. Paul was soo hot too. Standing there with the phone to her ear she was falling under that useless spell again. The one where she fell in love with lies and looks, pretended that they'd live happily ever after and then when it all came crashing down, she'd do it all over again.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Draco pull out his wand. When the phone went dead she could hardly shrug. Instead she let the phone slipped from her fingers while she starred ahead.

"Coffee?" Draco asked politely, ignoring the last little Paul escapade.

"Sure.." Ginny mumbled.

She bent down to pick up the phone and placed it on the counter. Her face was cold and expressionless, as if God had just died. What was so compelling about Paul? She thought. You just had the best sleep in ages, why even consider Paul? Draco's hot too right? Oh lighten up Ginny, of course he's hot, why else would he be in the Daily Prophet all the time?

Sitting at the counter she smiled down at the coffee in the coffee mug. Placing both hands around it sent shivers throughout her body from its warmth. She was slowly taking small sips while Draco placed a plate of pancakes in front of her.

"I never knew you cooked." She grinned.

Draco rolled his eyes, "Have you really been away from civilization that long Weasley? Everybody cooks."

"Sorry for being curious. Anyway, I'm not hungry." She pushed the plate forward and sighed.

"I didn't poison it." He smirked.

"Even so, I'm not hungry." She pouted.

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A quiet silence rang through the apartment. He shrugged his shoulders at Ginny's loss to the perfect pancakes and took a seat on the couch facing the large living room window.

The Sun was rising and it looked perfect. He knew he wouldn't be staying in L.A. much longer. Although Ginny had made herself quite comfortable here, and it wasn't such a bad place, it could never be the same to how it could be. He saw Ginny unwrap the towel from her head and let her golden wisps fall limply, wet, by her shoulders.

Ginny let herself fall onto the couch and sit beside him. She did it in the most unclassy way, with a big 'Hmph' and sigh. "You know Malfoy, I swore I'd never give my heart away so easily the next time, and as much as I'd love to just hand you my love, I just wont, not yet." She whispered quietly.

"What about Paul?" He questioned..

"Paul? Oh, he's an ass. I just can't wait to leave this country, it's too open. I just want to see my Mum."

"That's good to hear. So you want to go home?"

She turned her head and looked directly in his eyes, "Well, I really think I'm ready."

"As do I. But at the same time, are you ready to face the press as the mysterious girl from L.A. Weasley and a Malfoy….. Can you handle that?"

"Are you imposing that we be a couple?"

"I'll be imposing a lot more later on if you say yes now."

"Slow Malfoy. Slow."

"Of course love."

"I love you." She giggled.

"I love you to Gin."

Both then proceeded to get lost in a fluff of kisses. Through the passion of touching lips Draco murmured, "You look very hot in that towel hon.."

Breaking away Ginny punched his arm jokingly, laughing as he put his arm around her far shoulder. She rested her head against his shoulder looking out the window at the rising sun. The wisps of purple, pink, grey, blue, orange, red, and blue, illuminating the white clouds. Even the boring white clouds hold a piece of beauty and purity.

A.N. Wow, I never thought I'd be able to write that, but I did. Hopefully I summed it up okay. Also there will be an epilogue to explain how things went when she returned to London… Thanks for all the reviews..

Lori!