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As Ginny was walking into the dungeons on her way to potions she past an all too familiar doorway. She stopped to think…. Obviously she had though about Draco but did she really miss him?? She was with Seamus now…. It had happened last week when they were hanging out in the common room.

Seamus closed his book and began to stare at Ginny. She giggled

"What?"

"What is this Gin?" He said with a very serious expression "are we still trying to make Cedric jealous or has it changed?... I just want to know where I stand/"

She sat there stunned… She had no idea what to say

"What do you want it to be Sea?" She whispered hesitantly.

"I want you to be mine. I don't want you like Cedric and I don't want you to snog other boy, I want you to be only mine."

"Okay"

"Okay what" Seamus said impatiently

"Okay… I'm yours" She said, a huge smile spreading across his face as he leaned over to kiss her.

So ye she was with Seamus…. But she missed Draco. She missed the way her heart would start to beat fast whenever he was close and the way he said her name.. She most certainly did not miss the way was constantly flirting with random girls and because of this she would be with Seamus and try not to think about Draco.. To much. She took one more glance at the door and hurried off hoping she wasn't late for potions.

Draco was sitting in the library keeping to himself, when Ginny walked in, red hair and all. They still had not spoken since that fateful night and of course he was still bruised.. inside.. he had been keeping himself company with a new girl every night who were all beautiful and sexy but stupid and easy….. and well.. not Ginny. He watched her sit down and pull out a parchment and a quil. He watched her for a couple more minutes until she turned around and saw him staring at her. The second she met his eyes it was like a fire was ignited in his stomach and he physically had to strain himself from running to her and having his way with her on the table in the middle of the library.

Ginny walked into the library; eyes down, shoulders square. She had seen Malfoy before going into the Library and she would not give him the satisfaction of eye contact. She refused to look directly at him since the incident. However, she could just imagine his glairing silver eyes judging and sweet all at the same time. The way his upper lip twitched when he was upset, the way it stretched out into a grin when he was happy. What was it doing now? Oh… the things you can do with those lips. Stop it Ginny! He's a moron and a prat! Don't look at him! … Well, maybe one look couldn't hurt… NO GINNY!

The self debate continued odiously while she took a seat at her normal table in the corner of the library. She put down her bag down and started scribbling notes on her cahier. She was trying so desperately not to think of he who must not be thought of, not to confuse you with he who must not be named, she cringed when she heard his melodic heartfelt voice. Stupid angel-like prat.

"Gin, I need to talk to you."

"Well what if I don't want to talk to you."

"Oh common Gin, don't be so difficult."

He stood up and walked to the back of the library where several isles covered them from onlookers. Ginny grudgingly put down her quill and followed. This can't be a good idea.

He didn't turn around. He didn't look; didn't breathe, he just stood there; ghost like. Ginny stopped a several feet behind him, waiting for him to turn around. Nothing. Ummhumm** Ginny cleared her voice. Nothing. She took a couple steps closer. Nothing.

"Oh common Malfoy, what do you want? I haven't got all day."

"You."

He turned around and leapt for her face. Ginny didn't budge; too scared to move. His lips crushed hers with some sort of urgency; moving in rhythm with hers. There were a couple seconds where Ginny lost all senses. Her most valuable wish came true, Draco was snogging her again. She grasped his hair and his hands wrapped around the small of her back. And then it cliqued. She opened her eyes for a split second and it landed on the book "Nymphs Etymology" By Seamus McLain. Seamus. Bloody hell.

"Malfoy! What was that!?"

"I just.. I just..."

"No! I'm with Seamus now, you had your chance."

She ran out of the library with her hands covering her tears. Little did she know, there was someone else in the isle right next to her; some Irish bloke who wouldn't be too happy with what just happened; someone like her boyfriend. He growled;

Malfoy.