Okay. I changed my mind. I'm not going to change the title of the story. Why? I heard the song 'Only Happy When it Rains' by Garbage on the radio the other day and I burst out laughing. So I felt that I had to keep it the same.

I tend to burst out laughing a lot. I swear I'm sane.

Sorry for extreme wait. Finals, you know?

Chapter 13— the Rain

After spending the afternoon with Blaise, Catherine, and Ginny in his room, Draco felt exhausted, as well as thoroughly confused. Every time he looked into Ginny Weasley's eyes he felt a foreign emotion stirring inside of him, and it scared him. He could easily say that he was attracted to her, most of the guys at Hogwarts were, but he felt something more. He also knew that he cared for her, and every time that thought popped into his head, he hastily added 'as a friend,' as if to ease his mind.

He stared out the window in his dormitory and sighed. He could see thunderclouds moving towards the school grounds and he knew that it would be a terrible storm.

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Ginny walked back to her Common Room after spending the afternoon with Catherine, Blaise, and Draco. Her mind was swimming; she couldn't get Draco off of her mind. She couldn't get her mind around the fact that she cared for him, and that her enemy was now a very close friend. He had comforted her in her times of need and she was eternally grateful.

She entered the Common Room and Ron immediately rushed over to her. Ginny sighed exasperatedly. "Ronald, if you're going to give me a lecture about 'the company I keep,' I suggest you save it because—"

She stopped at the look on Ron's face. His face was masked with concern. "Gin, I just got an owl from mum."

Ginny's thoughts immediately went to those of death; she was afraid that maybe another one of her siblings had been killed. As her eyes began to fill with tears, Ron said hastily, "No, Ginny, it's not that. But it is about…Bill."

Ginny gasped and nodded, urging him to continue. "And? What about him?"

Ron sighed. "The Order reckons that Bill was killed because…because…" he looked afraid to continue.

"C'mon, Ron, just say it!"

He sighed again. "They reckon that Bill was killed because of this huge plot You-Know-Who has…"

"And that plot would be…?"

Ron ran a hand through his hair. "You-Know-Who, well I think he was persuaded by Lucius Malfoy, but You-Know-Who is having Death Eaters terminate…us."

Ginny's eyes widened in shock. "Us?! As in our family?" Ron nodded. "That's…that's…completely ridiculous and pointless and UGH! I thought I hated that man before, but now I hate him even more! How can they just rid the world of us? We are pureblood and we are one of the oldest wizarding families!"

"I know, Gin, I know. Mum also wrote that we need to lay low and stay away from all of the Slytherins, because of Junior Death Eaters, and that she, Dad, Charlie, Fred, George have gone into hiding. I think they even managed to drag Percy with them."

Ginny looked very worried. She didn't want to have to stay away from Draco or Blaise for that matter. She knew that neither of them would ever become Death Eaters, but it was too much of a risk to be spending so much time with them. Ginny sighed. "Okay, Ron." She smiled weakly and walked up the stairs.

Once in the dormitory, she looked out her window and saw the ominous clouds that hung overhead. It was going to storm. And there was nothing that Ginny loved more than a great thunderstorm. Smiling, she grabbed a hooded cloak and headed back downstairs.

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Draco watched in confusion as a dark figure made its way across the school grounds. He was beginning to wonder what crazy person would go out in this storm when a gust of wind whipped the hood off of the person. Immediately, Draco saw a mass of red hair and he perked up.

Ginny was outside in the storm.

At first, Draco thought that she must be insane. Then he thought that she might be in some sort of distress and is looking for peace by the lake. Thinking on the latter, Draco grabbed his own cloak and left his dormitory.

He jogged lightly through the corridors until he came to the Entrance Hall. He glanced around to make sure Filch and other teachers weren't present, and he opened the great oak doors. There was a simultaneous rumble of thunder and flash of lightning. However, it wasn't raining just yet.

Draco could see Ginny standing by the lake, watching how the wind rippled the water. He slowly made his way over to her, wondering what he was going to do if she was in some sort of trouble.

He approached her cautiously and reached out a hand to her shoulder. She started and whipped around to look at him, her eyes wide.

"Draco?" she looked at him, slightly baffled. "What are you doing out here?"

"I could ask you the same," he retorted with a calculating gaze.

Then, Ginny smiled up at him. "I just love the rain. And I love thunderstorms. I don't know why, I've always been like this," she giggled.

Draco raised an eyebrow and said, "You will never cease to amaze me, Ginny Weasley."

Ginny laughed, and then stopped short. When she heard her last name she remembered the plan Ron had told her about earlier. She began to fidget with the fastenings on her cloak.

Draco picked up on her discomfort. "What's wrong?"

Ginny looked up at him. "Ron told me something today," she said, worry evident in her voice. "Apparently, you-your…um…Lucius…persuaded Voldemort to carry out some plan that will get rid of all of us Weasleys, or something ridiculous like that."

Draco huffed in annoyance and rolled his eyes. "Leave it to…Lucius…to think up some far-fetched plan like that," he said sharply. More gently, he added, "I suppose that's why…um…your brother…?"

Ginny nodded solemnly. "My whole family had to go into hiding, except Ron and me, of course." Ginny then remembered the other warning Ron gave her and looked away from Draco. "I'm…um…also supposed to stay away from Slytherins from now on."

Draco sighed and said, "Ginny, you know that I wouldn't do anything to hurt you."

Ginny turned and looked at him again. "I know that. But my family is just as prejudiced as your father is. They wouldn't understand if I told them that you and I were friends or anything like that."

Draco looked at her with a slight look of humor on his face. "What about Blaise?"

Ginny laughed. "I don't think I could get rid of him even if I tried."

Draco looked off into the distance, not at the girl in front of him. To him, her laughter was magical, and he wanted to hear it again. He was especially pleased that he had been the one to make her laugh. He was detached from his musings by a large clap of thunder that sounded like a tree breaking from its stump, and he gave a slight start. He heard Ginny giggle, and he couldn't help but grinning.

Another thunderclap and the rain started pouring down in sheets on Hogwarts, as well as on Draco and Ginny. Ginny looked up at the sky with a twinkle in her eye and a broad smile on her face. Her hood was down and her hair was starting to get soaked and stick to her face.

Draco watched her reaction to the rain. She was gazing up at the sky as if her prayers had been answered. He watched as droplets of water ran down her face, winding in streams on her creamy face and her freckles. He thought that she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

"You are beautiful, Ginny Weasley," he whispered.

Startled, Ginny looked up at him. She made eye contact with him, and they held each other's gaze for a few moments while the rain came down on them. Draco brought up his hand and cupped her face gently, feeling all of the precipitation that had made its way onto her skin. Slowly, he leaned down towards her face and gently brushed his lips against hers. He pulled back and looked at her, and she was staring back at him.

Ginny brought her arms around his neck and pulled his face down to her once again. This kiss was more passionate than the innocent one Draco had given her seconds earlier. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. She played with the hair at the nape of his neck as he made soft circles with his thumbs on her back. Draco gently pushed his tongue into her mouth and she gasped lightly.

A few moments later, they broke away, both of them breathing deeply. Draco's mercury eyes pierced into Ginny's chocolate orbs. Neither of them spoke for about a minute.

Clearing her throat, Ginny said, "Well, I guess we should…um…go. I'm a bit…chilly." Even though she said it, Ginny was not cold at all. Draco's kiss had left her with such a burning inside of her that she thought she was going to start sweating.

He nodded silently and they made their way up to the castle, Ginny at least ten paces behind him. Her mind was having a battle with itself. One side was telling her how thrilling it was to be kissed by Draco, and the other side was telling her how this is the exact opposite of what she should be doing and that she should've ended it before it started.

She growled in annoyance and Draco turned around, slightly alarmed. "What are you growling at?"

Ginny steeled herself and said, "Nothing, just…nothing," she finished lamely.

Draco sighed. "Ginny, if this is about what happened back there, then," he sighed again. "I don't know. Just forget about it, never happened." He turned to walk away but Ginny called out to him.

"Draco! How could you say that? It's not that I didn't want it to happen or that I regret it happening, it's just…" she trailed off.

He arched an eyebrow. "What? It's just that you're a Weasley and I'm a Malfoy? That I'm a Slytherin and you're a Gryffindor? Ginny, I thought you were above that."

She rolled her eyes. "That's not it at all!" He raised both his eyebrows. "Okay, it sort of is, but listen! I just told you about that whole 'Rid the World of the Weasley Family' thing, so it's not exactly a great idea when a Weasley starts kissing the son of one of the most notorious Death Eaters," she finished, breathing heavily.

Draco ran a hand through his hair, and looked up with pained eyes. "Ginny, I thought you knew that I would never hurt you, and that I would never become what my father is. Now, I don't even know what to think." He turned his back on her and this time, Ginny didn't call out.

Her eyes began to fill with tears and she turned and walked in the opposite direction, back towards the lake. She hated how it had to be so difficult for them. She was hopelessly attracted to him, with his piercing grey eyes and his pale blonde hair that played across his forehead. She also felt something deeper for him than physical attraction. She felt deep down in her heart that she cared for Draco and she wouldn't want anything to happen to him. She didn't want to hurt him and, unwittingly, she did.

After the storm passed, Ginny made her way back up to the castle. She would ask Blaise what to do. He always seemed to know what to do.

A/N: woo they kissed. It was pretty exciting to write, I must say. Sorry about the lame ending part but I kinda wanted to end it there. Reviews are great, especially cuz I'm horrendously sick and I'm practically on my death bed.