"Ron… I'm "Ginny began to protest un till a large yawn interrupted her fight. Then with the safety of her over protective brother's arms around her, she fell asleep. Ron silently carried her towards the castle's doors. Once again not aware to what was happening to his best friends only a few steps behind him.

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Ch 3.

Harry looked over at Hermione out of the corner of his eye, although this made her fuzzy due to his glasses. So he turned his head to what he hoped was an unsuspicious angle. He probably would have gotten away with it if the girl he was trying to watch wasn't watching him out of the corner of her eye.

"Yes Harry?" He heard her but couldn't seem to answer. All the feelings he has been feeling for a while started rush up and explode in Him. She has always been there for him, he couldn't imagine living a day with out her, it would be too hard, too pointless. Ginny's fall made him realize how easy it was to loose someone. She knew him better than anyone did and more surprisingly, she put up with all his quirks, his temper tantrums and mood swings. It has always been hard for him to 'love' but she made it seem possible, easy.

"Harry" at her voice he realized that they were stopped around 15 feet from the doors that Ron just entered.

He looked at her, lost in her brown eyes. He knew she was the one he wanted - he only wished she felt the same way, he could only hope. "Herm.." he coughed trying to get his voice to work again "Hermione?"

"Yes," she took a step closer to him. She knew he would fight it if he felt the same way for her. She knew that he would try to keep her 'safe' she couldn't remember when he became so important to her. Most likely, around the time that Krum and Cho expressed their concerns that they were too close. "What's wrong Harry, you look worried"

"No… I'm fine" he realized he was leaning closer to her; he knew there was no way he could stop himself now. "Hermione" he whispered allowing her to feel his breath on her lips. She moved her gaze from his lips to his crystal green eyes. His lips slowly, lightly brushed hers. So soft the wasn't sure if they made contact. Then she rose on her toes and pushed a little harder on his lips. Gently increasing the pressure. It was sweet, intoxicating and everything a first kiss should be, but normally isn't.

His hands found their way to her small shoulders as hers landed on his hips. This was his heaven, her lips were soft and full, her touch sent electricity through his body. He slowly pulled back to look into her huge chestnut eyes. Her red lips formed a huge smile. That's when he realized what he done -

How could he be so stupid he just placed her in so much danger? His hands dropped from her shoulders as he tried to step back but her hands tightened on his hips. "No Harry, I am already a target no matter what" With that, she went on her tows and pressed her lips to his with a little more force than the last time.

He was finding it hard to think with her lips touching his. "I… can't… loose you, I'd be lost, and it wouldn't be worth it." The words stumbled out once her lips were off his. He casually, or what he hoped was casually, ran a hand through her brown curls. "There's no one else… but… I can't" With that he turned and ran; it broke his heart to hear her crying. But he had to do it to many people died because he loved them; his parents, Sirius … she deserved someone so much … safer.

He ran not really knowing where his feet were taking him. He stopped in front of a what looked like a plain wall. Walking back and forth, he thought of what he needed. A door appeared and he walked in.

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Hermione woke up from a restless sleep; she tried to find Harry all yesterday, and the day before. Ever since they kissed (which was 5 days ago not that she was counting) Harry was avoiding her. He would be in class but then vanish right when the bell rang. People started getting worried that they have not seen their only hope at any meals in 5 days. Ron constantly asked Hermione what was wrong with Harry and why he would not talk to them...

Ginny felt horrible that she wasn't more concerned with how Harry was doing but she couldn't get her mind off of Malfoy if she wanted to. Err why am I thinking about him this has to stop… its childish to believe he's really a soft teddy bear under his dragon thick skin.. But if he was a soft teddy bear I wouldn't find him so interesting.

The image of Draco leaning down to place a chaste kiss on her lightly pink lips has clouded her mind ever since she woke up from her dream this morning. She hated feeling like a dumb little child and these feelings were making her feel like that. You have to come face to face with the truth… gosh your acting the way you used to when you believed in Santa Clause… he's a death eater. Or he will be. Get that through your scull Gin.

Even in her head she refused to call herself by her proper name.. She hated that name. She only would answer to it when her mother used it and that was only because shed be mad if she didn't.

Hermione was more then worried herself; she lost her appetite and her ability to sleep. She even found it hard to focus on a book, her schedule became try to eat, class, look for Harry, try to eat, class, homework, look for Harry, try to sleep. She knew he was smart enough to take his map and his invisibility cloak. But she had any idea, she only hoped that the room worked and he did not think to put any spell on it.

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For the last five days Harry hid in the RoR. He would train all day, except for when he had to go to class. He could not remember the last time that he had a good meal or even slept longer then 3 hours straight. The memory of the kiss he shared with Hermione ran through his mind all the time. The way her hands felt on his hips, the feel of her lips and the feel of her hair as it ran through his fingers. It was what kept him going.

His idea was if he could train hard enough he could win, then he could kiss her when ever he wanted to, and no one would try to kill her for it. Hermione's lips were Harry's last conscience thought before he passed out, his body landing with a heavy thud on the floor beneath him.

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"OH.. Harry" Harry woke up on the floor of the RoR with a brown puff ball in his face.

It was then that he smelt the brown puffball, Oh I love that smell, vanilla and books… Hermione! Hermione was crying into Harry's dirty t-shirt.

"Her.. " Harry cleared his throat "Hermione" The girl in question looked up from his chest into his tired, and drained green eyes. He smiled at her and brushed a strand of brown hair. She helped him sit up and handed him a cup of water that appeared in the room. As she got her tears under control she sat crossed leg across from him.

"You should go," he couldn't look at her. Seeing her this close, feeling her again made him want to hold her. His resolve was leaving him and she didn't even begin talking. shoot…. How ironic potter…. Find the one girl you love so much and you cause her tears….err

"No Harry. I. AM. Not. Going. Anywhere" He could see the emotion in her moist eyes, tears ready to fall. "I am fighting with you no matter what you say. Don't let Voldemort control your life - don't give him that victory. I am a muggle born, Harry, and I am your best friend I am already number two on his hit list… changing our relationship status isn't going to affect that at all"

"But - " great what do I say to her … I can't put her in harm "Hermione.. My life wouldn't be worth living if you died…He would kill you" he took a breath and got off the floor "I can't".

"Harry your wrong.." her voice was soft and unstable ."Voldermort can't do any more harm to me than what you just did". She started heading to the door, silently and furiously wiping away the tedious tears that started falling. He hated seeing her cry, something snapped in him about what she said. Here he was trying to save her from pain and that is all he was causing her.

He didn't care anymore about voldemort.. The beast ruined most of his life already, he wasn't going to let the half man ruin this.

Before her hand could turn the door knob he grabbed her arm and turned her around. His lips automatically descended on hers. This kiss wasn't the gentle slow kiss they shared five days ago. This kiss was full of passion and desire. Desire to show their love for each other, desire to forget about the danger, desire to have this moment engraved in their minds out of fear it wouldn't happen again.

His hand rooted it self in her hair and the other pulled her closer to him by her hip. His tongue ask for entrance as her hands tugged at his shoulders. Allowing his tongue to enter her mouth she heard his moan of contentment. "Ok.. But not in public" he kissed her lips lightly "no one knows till he is dead"

Holding the raven hair boy close to her she agreed, content to have him in her arms at last. "Come on Harry, lets go get you some food"…..

Together they walked down to the kitchen, Harry never letting her out of his arms unless they heard footsteps coming. They took their food and brought it by the lake where they ate.

IT was here that they decided sadly to keep the information from Ron, they didn't want to tear their friendship apart - especially when they weren't sure that the three of them would survive.

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Hogsmead was less crowded this term, now that you had to be a fifth year to go. Ginny just left her friends to go meet her three closest ones for a butterbeer, it has become a tradition to meet them for lunch every trip.

She was having a fun time but she couldn't help thinking of him. Yet again. Man.. Why do I have to be thinking of him. .. He's a Malfoy.. I really shouldn't … its expected of me to find a good guy.. Well I'm sure he can be good… oh who am I kidding…. The fact that his dad is a death eater will always make him evil.. My father would die of sorrow…I'm his only daughter. The only female in many generations. Damn the pressure. Damn death eaters.

"Dreaming of me again weasley? I know I am irresistible but.." Prat.. Why do you act like this around her - it really isn't going to win you any brownie points…. Urgh. I don't want a chance... Give it up.. You know you do you just scared what daddy will say.. More like what daddy dearest will do. While Draco was fighting with himself in his head Ginny had already snapped back at him. He was too deep in conversation with himself to notice though.

"Malfoy? Gosh you git pay attention when you verbally abuse someone" Wow his eyes get really clear when he's thinking that deep.. Oh nice.. NO stop!!

"I Must have been distracted by that awful stench that is known sadly as you… if I was that stench I'd complain…" His smirk grew because he knew that he loved the way she smelled it was clean and almost wild, like she is.

As the fight continued it attracted the attention of the three people she was suppose to meet. They arrived, along with quite a crowd just in time to hear Ginny blow at the fair-haired witch magnet.

"YOU …. YOU BLOODY DEATH EATER!" she shouted to the blonde, in a second he was an inch in front of her face. Again she took in his strong scent loving every ounce of it fully thinking she would never be able to smell it again.

"Don't you dare… talk about things you have no idea of.. You don't understand anything.. " then is a softer whisper so it sound like he stopped talking he scolded her "you are just like everybody else" With that he turned and walked away his expensive cape billowing behind him.

Ginny turned around and walked right back to the castle, she knew shed have to get Ron to believe she wasn't mortally wounded but right now she wanted to think, think a lot. What does he mean I am just like any one else? Maybe he doesn't have the mark?.. No his daddy would defiantly give it to him… maybe, well maybe he doesn't want it.. But he's made fun of my family our whole life.. Well actually this is the first time he's ever been cruel to me… hmmm. Oh I need some one to talk to… but who would understand….

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Draco walked back in a huff. He couldn't believe that went so badly. He lost control of the situation and worse off himself. He hated that - he loved being in control, and when ever she is around he loses all of it.

He stopped storming off when he approached a rock by the lake and sat down diving deep into thought over a red haired girl.. I was an idiot to believe someone could, would… care. It's just a weakness.. Probably for the best since I don't know how to Love.. Who needs love.. Ill always just be my fathers shadow…. that's what she thinks I am, well a Malfoy doesn't disappoint.