A/N: I'm sorry for the late update, and that it's so short! T'll try harder next time!WRITER'S BLOCK! And just because I'm a dork- I have a new story that will be coming out…when? I don't know, but one day. It's called 'my plan: to fight temptation' it features Ginny and Blaise…I know, I know, but I just discovered this pairing and well…I love it as much as Draco and Ginny. Here's the summary and a sneak preview for one of the chapters:

"You can't be afraid of what you feel, and you can't let a good thing pass you by. Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation leans on the doorbell." Draco smirked, looking at Blaise knowingly.


"The true work of art is but a shadow of the Divine perfection"

-Michelangelo Bounarroti

Chapter seven.


The heavily cloaked figure loomed over her. They were so close she could feel their hot breath on her throat. She involuntarily let out a whimper as the person pressed closer to her crushing her body between the tree trunk and theirs.

"Well, well, well...Ginevra...we meet again." the voice hissed in a raspy manner, and Ginny could feel the rest of her blood go cold. No, no, no no no no. She thought frantically. It couldn't be...he...he...

He smelt fresh, like nature, almost- it wasn't possible if it was really the person she thought it was...unless. Ginny evened her breathing out and pressed herself against her 'captor' and heard a small almost inaudible male groan, one he was trying to suppress no less. Ginny glared at the figure, placed her hands firmly on his chest and pushed him back hard.

"Draco you're such an insufferable git! Merlin, you almost gave me a heart attack! What do you think you were doing?" Ginny ranted on as she was the one now hovering over Draco, a foot on each side of his torso as he lay on the ground trying not to give him self a hernia from laughing.

"You...should have...should have-ha-ha!" he took in a huge gulp of air and tried again, "you should have seen your face Ginevra! It was, it-"

"It. Was. What?" Ginny crouched down placing her face menacingly above his. He gulped, albeit a bit exaggerated and dissolved into laughter once again. Ginny let out a frustrated puff of air as she rolled her eyes and sucker punched him in the stomach.

"Oof" came from his mouth as he grabbed his stomach and his head coming up slightly, the wind being knocked from him and all. He laid back down regaining his ability to breathe. Looking up at the still scowling Ginny, a slow smile crept onto his face.

There were far prettier girls he'd have to say, but she was by far the most beautiful girl in his eyes, and it was only Ginny who had the ability to make all his walls come down. He may not show it all the time, or at all, but she was the only girl, no woman, he corrected himself, that he would ever care so much for or that he would ever dream of thinking about marrying or showing any kind of emotion in front of.

There was just something about her. Somewhere in that vivacious, feisty, temperamental redhead was a woman who was kind, caring, sweet, open-minded, talented and intelligent. She was someone who had given him a chance and not just for his money and good looks.

They had hated each other for 4 years, well not exactly. They barely spoke to each other, but technically they should have hated each other, him being a Malfoy and her a Weasley. He didn't know what it was that made him act human towards her that one day back in his sixth year, but there was just something in the way her eyes looked so empty. Something that made him want to make her feel alive, and smile. It was ineffable...it was...

She had gotten off of him and moved to sit at the base of the trunk, angrily brooding and absentmindedly twirling a hair around one of her fingers. He braced himself onto his elbows and watched her for a moment. The sunlight that was permitted entrance through the think branches played on her face, dancing across her features. She cocked her head to the side in thought, and as she finally realized she was being stared at she looked over at him.

Their eyes locked briefly, and as he observed her eyes he noticed they had an almost twinkle in them as a rather large genuine, barely suppressed grin spread itself across her face. It was in that moment. The one where her eyes twinkled, whether from the light shining in them or from some unknown happiness he created within her, he could only hope, and the smile that graced those gawd-awful, but of course in a good way, lips of hers- yes, he decided. It was in that moment he knew...

He pushed himself swiftly onto his knees and carefully crawled closer to her. She was hugging her knees to her chest as her features turned from genuine happiness to anticipation. As he reached her his chest touched her knees, bringing his face closer to hers as her eyes closed, he kissed her.

It wasn't a soft-tender-barely-there kiss; it was a firm I-need-to-let-you-know-how-I-fee kiss, and that's exactly what it did. She let go of her knees, wrapping her arms around his neck as he used one hand to push her legs apart, settling himself between them. As his lower half made contact with hers she let out a small gasp as she smiled onto his lips.

He repositioned himself onto his knees as she slid into his lap, their lips never leaving the other. Draco couldn't help but notice how perfect she felt in his arms, how warm and pleasant it felt just to have her there. As he deepened the kiss a moan escaped him as she eagerly explored his mouth with her tongue.

Merlin, he thought, this woman's going to be the death of me. By this point, he couldn't fathom ever letting her go, physically or emotionally. He had to tell her, she had to know.

Ginny's mind was reeling. It had been a year, a year since they were together, and an entire year. Although she was afraid to feel what she knew she was feeling, she was beginning to realize how ridiculous it was to bottle it all up inside. Even if he didn't want to hear it, she needed to say it. Ginny inwardly rolled her eyes as he mind came to realize what her heart had already known.

I should hate him like I hate celery, or wet socks. I shouldn't love him as if it were my drawings and paintings or life itself. It wasn't supposed to be this way. I was supposed to hate him with every fiber of my being…not love him with everything I've got.

Ginny squeezed her eyes shut as she pulled Draco closer to her, her heart ached with the feelings she yearned to share with him. Hugging him tighter to her made her heart ache even more, and she let out a small whimper as he broke their kiss.

They both sat still, faces only a breath apart, panting heavily. They're breathing seemed to get heavier with every breath they took. She was going to say it, even if he didn't feel the same; she wanted him to know how she felt.

He was going to say it, even if she was only with him for Merlin only knows what, he needed her to know how he felt.

"I love you." They had both said it at the same time. They both sat there, staring wide eyes at each other.

"Wh-what…what did you say?" Ginny stammered.

"I…I, what did u say?" Draco retaliated.

"Moron…" Ginny bit out with a smile on her lips.

"Idiot…" Draco replied in a gentle tone, giving her lips a soft peck.

They were so wrapped up in each other that moment that, they did not hear the rustling of the willow tree's branches being moved nor did they hear the footsteps retreating.