Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews! They're really encouraging so far! Sorry I took so long to post this chapter. The lyrics below are by the Killers, and I def. do not own them not matter how much I wish.


"It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss"

Ginny tossed and turned in her bed, trying desperately to think of anything besides Draco. Was he really truly sorry, or was he just misleading her again? Either way she didn't know if she was willing to throw away her new founded relationship with Harry to take the chance. She needed someone to talk to. Quietly, she slipped on her robe and started in the direction of the 6th years' room. Ginny peaked her head in the door and saw everyone fast asleep in their beds- all except for Hermione. Ginny walked down the stairs, hoping to find her friend in the common room, and than suddenly stopped, her face starting to burn. Ron and Hermione were having a full fledge snogging session on the couch. She definitely hadn't expected this. In her mind she had always pictured them kissing like a cute old married couple- but no- they were shoving their tongues down each other's throats.

"Um…" Ginny began, unsure of how to get Hermione's attention. Ginny turned her head to study the grandfather clock to the left of the room- maybe she should just wait until the morning.

Ginny turned around and was planning on going back to bed, when none other than Harry appeared. He gave her an affectionate smile, "Can't get to sleep, huh?"

Ginny nodded her head. "I just have too much on my mind I guess."

"Maybe you should think a little less…" Harry whispered softly, coming closer to her. Ginny was so entranced by his beautiful green eyes that she didn't even notice him winding his arms firmly around her waist.

"But Harry I-"

"Shh-" he whispered, putting a finger to her lips. "Don't think."

Their faces inched closer and closer until finally their lips where touching, Harry ran his tongue along the bottom of her lips, but Ginny not wanting to go any farther, pulled back. "It was just a kiss…" Ginny whispered breathlessly. Harry leaned in again, but Ginny took a step back. "I'm sorry Harry, this just doesn't feel right."

"What's wrong Gin?" Harry asked, looking a little hurt.

"When we kissed just now, that's all it was… a kiss. I'm sorry, I just don't think this is going to work." She said quietly, looking deeply into his pretty, green eyes.

Harry just stood there staring at her, shaking his head in disbelief. "So this is it? You're dumping me- right after we've just had our first kiss?!"

Ginny nodded her head solemnly, and began to turn away. Harry ran over to her, grabbing her wrist. An agonizing pain ran up her arm as it twisted around painful. "Let go, that hurts!" She cried out, but Harry didn't loosen his grip.

"Who is it Ginny? There's someone else isn't there?" Harry spoke threateningly in her ear. His once beautiful eyes gleamed with a jealous rage.

"No, of course not!" Ginny screamed, tears beginning to fall down her cheeks. Which wasn't exactly true, but she would say anything to make him let go.

When Harry saw the tears streaming down her face, he immediately let her go, his eyes returning to normal. "Oh my God Gin –I'm so sorry." He said, he voice trembling slightly. "I just- I got to go…" Harry ran towards the staircase that would take him back up to his dorm. Ginny just stood there staring at her arm where a large bruise was starting to form.

"Gin, are you alright? We heard someone screaming." Well, it took you long enough… Ginny quickly tried to cover up her arm, but Hermione's eyes darted to the bruise before she even had a chance.

"Well, I'll see you later Ron." Hermione smiled at Ron, who looked at Ginny awkwardly before giving Hermione a quick kiss on the lips.

"Sweet dreams," he murmured, and than a more audible, "'Nite Ginny."

As soon as Ron was out of sight, Hermione shot her friend a worried glance. "What happened Gin?"

Ginny's eyes were cast to the floor. Why did she feel like it was all her fault to begin with? "I broke up with Harry. I told him I was sorry, but he grabbed my arm- and- oh 'Mione, he felt really bad about it afterwards!" She broke into sobs, and Hermione pulled her into a hug.

"It's ok Gin," She said, gently stroking the younger girls' hair. "You need to tell someone, McGonagall or Dumbledore, even if it is Harry."

"No, I just couldn't, not after everything he's been through. I wouldn't want to be the one responsible for getting him kicked out of Hogwarts. It's the only place he has left." And the Burrow, she added grimly.

Hermione sighed sadly. "Yes, he has been through a lot, and that's exactly why you need to tell someone. He might need help. The Final Battle is coming and if Harry isn't ready… well you know the prophecy."

Ginny wiped the tears briskly away from her eyes. If only Draco were here to do it for her. Would he ever again?