Chapter 3

The next day a rumour reached Ginny's ears. "Apparantly Draco Malfoy slept with Pansy Parkinson. Of course he sleeps with heaps of girls, but he's never openly gloated about it before. He was talking about it loudly in the Great Hall at breakfast for everyone to hear." Ginny tried to keep her reaction neutral and hoped she succeeded.

"Who cares? He can keep what's in his pants to himself as far as I'm concerned," she had said after being told. However, inside she was hurting. She knew she shouldn't, but she felt betrayed. The first moment that she could, she went outside, wanting to be alone and found herself crying. She hated herself for it, but she had to admit she had feelings for Draco Malfoy. 'You could never have a relationship with him Ginny,' she thought. 'There's no point getting upset over it.'

As she sat there she came to a conclusion and decided to immediately act upon it.

She walked into the Great Hall to find everyone sitting down for dinner. She scanned around for the person she was looking for. Walked straight over to him, sat down and took his hand, giving him a small peck on the cheek.

"What was that for Ginny?" he asked.

"I want to be with you Harry. And I know you want to be with me too." She looked up at Harry, smiling. "Stop playing with me, and just tell me what you really want."

Harry leant down to whisper in her ear, "Of course I want to be with you, I always have." And he kissed her gently on the lips. As they got up to leave the Great Hall, holding hands, Ginny's eyes caught Draco's. They watched each other the entire time Ginny walked out of the Hall. No wink came, from either person and finally, they broke eye contact. Both knew, that their escapades were over. Ginny walked away, although happy with her decision to be with Harry, feeling her heart breaking over Draco Malfoy.

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Ginny was enjoying being back with Harry, it just wasn't the same as before. But she was determined to make it work, no matter what she was feeling over Malfoy, she wanted to be with Harry.

One day she found herself mindlessly wandering the corridors, with nowhere in particular to go. She ended in front of the Room of Requirement. Looking up at it, she thought of Malfoy, just for a second, and it immediately revealed itself. She walked in, looking at that first small room with the small bed. She closed her eyes, letting herself remember back so long ago, and as she did so the door opened behind her.

It was Malfoy. "I saw you wander in here." He said with a smirk on his face. "You want to go again?" He made his way over to the bed and lay down. Ginny watched him and noticed his face was back to the cold face she had seen when they had first started their 'encounter.' She much preferred the laughing, smiling Malfoy.

"We can't do it Malfoy. I'm with Harry now." Ginny said. She could feel tears threatening to overflow.

Draco sat up on the bed. His expression still cold, but Ginny thought she saw some sadness in his eyes. "It's true then. You're actually back with Potter. Does he make you as happy as I could?"

"It's none of your business what we do in the bedroom."

"I don't mean about the sex. I mean in general." In that moment Ginny saw a complete change in him. His icy glare became sad and his eyes were pleading with her. "I made you happy didn't I? We had something."

Ginny could feel some tears slipping down her cheek. "It was just sex Draco."

"It was more than sex for a long time."

"Stop," Ginny turned around so she didn't have to look into his hurt eyes.

"Ginny, look at me and tell me honestly that it was just sex and I will let you go back to him."

She turned around. "Of course it became more than that. Being with you was like coming up for air from a cage I didn't know I was in. All I wanted was to be with you. But this wouldn't work. We wouldn't work." There was silence. Draco stood up from the bed and walked towards her, stopping within inches of her face. "It was just supposed to be sex." Ginny cried, tears streaming down her face.

Draco grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. This time, they made love. When they kissed it was soft and passionate, when they touched it was light and caressing. They loved each other, and now both knew it.

As they lay together afterwards, in each others arms, Ginny smiled. She did not know what lay ahead. Whether they would face their families, or run away. What reason would she use to break it off with Harry?

But right now, none of that mattered. That would come later; Right now she had Draco, someone who loved her and whom she loved. Ginny Weasley knew, as she leaned over to kiss him that everything would be alright.

The End.