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Ouch
"Ouch," Ginny exclaimed matter-of-factly
"What?" Draco asked, slightly bewildered
"You've backed me into the doorknob you moron," she replied giving him the evil eye. Given Draco's strong constitution however, he didn't melt into a house elf-sized puddle.
The moment had passed and Draco was suddenly seized with the 'tortured soul malady' which consisted of his inner conscience screaming 'Why!' whilst a vigorous orchestra of violins screeched in the background.
Ginny's was somewhat less subtle. "Oh my god, I can't believe I nearly kissed you. Oh my god that was just like so wrong. Oh my god why am I talking like this!" Ginny paced up and down the room nearing hysteria.
Draco watched her thoughtfully and Ginny looked at him through scarlet curls.
"What are you thinking about?" she demanded. "Are you thinking about how you want to spend the rest of your life with me, or how clever and talented I am, or how frustratingly close you came to kissing me, or how you want to grow old and have hundreds of children with me?"
"You have really big boobs…"
The next day was Thuesday; a confusing mix of Tuesday and Thursday, but let's face it, who cares what day it is: all the readers are only in it for in the kissing. Right? (Fanfiction writer quickly double-checks her priorities)
Harry awoke early. Probably from a soul-wrenching nightmare including Voldemort and all those bad people, but that would include some degree of actually paying attention on the writer's part to what was in the books and not what it would be like to see Draco naked. So he awoke early to find Catrinalyiannaeisa (remember her?) sitting on the end of his bed, crying her eyes out.
"Cat!" he exclaimed in surprise, partly at the fact that she was sitting on his bed and partly at the fact that he had remembered her name.
"Where?" she asked looking behind and around her.
Harry rubbed his eyes in confusion and pulled himself up in bed until he was in a sitting position showing off a generous portion of strong seeker-muscled chest (in lieu of Draco, he will do fine: drool…).
"Sorry," she said. "You see I don't really answer to Cat because it's not my real name. My real name is (drum roll) Lily and I am your twin." She started up sobbing again. "Oh, but Catrinalyiannaeisa's my middle name."
"Oh," replied Harry frowning. "Why does that make you sad?"
"Because we have no parents and Ginny's straightener's attacked me when I made my way here from our room," she sobbed. "Oh, but, I have a scar too! It's at the top of my inner thigh though so I can't show you. It's so great to finally have found you Harry!"
"But you've been at the same school as us for the past six years?" Dean asked popping his head around the corner of Harry's bed.
"Didn't you already get swallowed by a plot hole?" Lily-Cat snapped at him.
Dean hastily popped his head back to where it had originally been.
Harry studied Lily-Cat thoughtfully suddenly recognising her black hair and bottle green eyes were exactly the same as his. How could he not have noticed that before? (How indeed?)
He pulled her into a hug. "I'm so glad not to be an only-child anymore," he sighed.
Draco and Ginny walked back from detention as far apart from each other as possible, studiously avoiding one another's gazes.
"I got to go this way," Ginny said stopping at an intersection turning off to the left.
"Ginny, wait," Draco whispered hoarsely, catching hold of her arm.
She turned back to look at him, big, innocent eyes looking into his silver-rimmed, cerulean irises. "What, Draco?" she asked tipping her chin up to look at him properly.
"I want you… to stay," he sighed, slipping a muscled arm around her waist and dipping his lips to her.
They fit together perfectly, and the kiss that had started just as a touching of lips grew in passion and electricity until there was no air between their bodies. He dipped his tongue into her mouth possessively and she made way for him but fought back by rolling her hips against his making him gasp.
They clutched at each other like there was nothing else in the world and then…
"Eep!" Ginny exclaimed sitting up in bed suddenly, the remnants of her X-rated dream drifting around her not-so-innocent little airhead. "Holy crap!"
A/N: I thought the title was quite fitting for the chapter, hehe. Sorry if it's a bit off-the-wall, I've got my first final exam tomorrow and I've been cramming maths all week – I swear my brain has leaked out of my ears! Ah well. Hope you enjoyed it, sorry it took so long.