Chapter 8: Kisses and Potions

Ginny slowly walked down the winding staircases. It was far too early for running or anything at a faster pace. And whoever had sent that note would just have to wait. I mean, really who sends a note at such an ungodly hour in the morning? It might not be early to them, but it was certainly early to her. And on a weekend!

As Ginny's thoughts ran away from her, she reached the library. Before she knew it her arms were opening the heavy doors and she was walking around in the stacks.

"Ginny," A male voice said.

As Ginny turned around, she was swept into someone's strong arms. Before she knew it she was up against a bookshelf, and books had toppled off. She was positioned in a rather awkward spot, right between two protruding volumes of potion books, but she could have cared less. She was receiving the best kiss she had ever had. No really, it was that good.

Next thing she knew, she had her arms around him, playing with his silky blond hair. Blond hair? Blond hair! Her eyes snapped open, and there was Draco Malfoy. She pushed him off.

What was going on! Malfoy had a confused look on his face.

"Ginny? Ginny?" He looked a little upset.

"Ginny!"

She shook her head violently and rubbed her eyes with her rather sweaty hands.

"What is wrong with you Weasley? For christ sake don't tell me you'll be acting like this the entire morning! I don't have all day to tutor you..." Malfoy complained as he took two rather large volumes on potions and walked to a near by table. He turned around. "Are you coming? I don't need the help you know. I don't sit around the library for fun like Beaver teeth Granger..."

Ginny rubbed her head and sat down at the table. Yes... it was FAR too early in the morning. She was spazzing out...

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"Ginny...Do you have a crush on this boy?" Luna asked casually as she read a new volume of The Quibbler.

"I don't...what boy? I don't know what you're talking about..." Ginny replied, very flustered.

"Well, seeing as you've been staring at that particular page for more than 10 minutes, you're either thinking about a boy or a Wrackspurt got you..."

"I think I'd have to have a boy first and, wait, what's a Wrackspurt?" Ginny asked, more and more confused by the minute. Luna had that effect on you.

"Both you and Harry know very little about magical beasts. They go in through your ear and make your brain all fuzzy."

"I thought that was just a day dream."

Luna smiled sympathetically. "That's just what the ministry wants you to think. So are you going to tell me about this boy? I understand if you'd rather not because you don't consider us friends..."

Ginny just stared. Why was it that Luna had to say such things that made you sort of feel sorry for her? "Luna we are friends. And again, there is no boy."

"Then who was that I saw you fantasizing about in the library? I didn't get a good look at him, but I did manage to notice he was male."

"How did you know...?" Ginny started saying but caught herself. Luna had a strange power of being able to make people say things they didn't want to. It was part of her aura that made Ginny like being friends with Loopy Loony Luna.