A/N: 'ello! It's been a while. I am sorry, I think I'm having some sort of fanfic-block.

But here you are…..

Chapter Eight: Confession To Self…

A blazing morning sun burned in Ginny's retinas. The light awakened her immediately, thought she had a massive headache she tried to flip her body over without moving her head. From under her and arm shifted…but it was not her own…

Huh? Ginny thought.

She could hear a steady heartbeat in her ear. Her head was obviously lying on the owner of that extra arm's chest. She lifted her head as slowly as possible but her brain thumped against the interior of her skull.

"Ow," she said clutching her head. "Ow! Ow!"

The figure under her stirred but still did not wake. Ginny raised herself off of the couch and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She blinked and tried to focus her vision on the couch. She soon realized the person on her couch was a man.

Oh God, she thought, we didn't…

The man turned in his sleep. He had lovely blonde hair and a defined face. She knew him didn't she? If she had done it with him she had to have known him, she wasn't a prostitute. God, he was beautiful. Ginny cocked her head to the side. Then something clicked.

Please, please, please tell me I did not have sex with Draco Malfoy.

No. No. He wouldn't take advantage of her that way. He was a new and improved Malfoy. The new Malfoy would never do something like that….but then again….old habits die hard.

Ugh.

Her head was killing her. She walked over into the kitchen and started to make breakfast for herself. It seemed Malfoy wasn't going to be waking anytime soon, but she made some extra pancakes for him and brewed coffee for more than one person.

-:-

It was around 11:30 when Malfoy finally awoke. Ginny was at the kitchen table doing some paper work. She looked over at Malfoy who was rising slowly from the couch.

"Good morning," Ginny said not looking up from her parchment.

"Shouldn't you be at work?" he asked rubbing the side of his head.

"No, I sent a letter to Jason this morning and he understands. You can keep resting if you like. I have a headache remedy in the bathroom."

"Thanks."

He got up and found his way to the bathroom. After fumbling around a bit he came back, vial in hand. He drunk it down and sat at the table across from Ginny. She tried to keep her focus on the parchment before her but it was difficult. She couldn't look Malfoy in the eye. Ginny knew that she had acted like a complete idiot last night and Malfoy was obviously the one who had to deal with her. But maybe he didn't feel like it was an obligation…she just didn't know. So she figured it would be better to just kind of, er, avoid the situation.

"Ginny."

"Yes?" she still didn't look at him.

"I can read you like a book. There is absolutely no need to feel embarrassed about last night. Everyone was acting ridiculous."

Ginny looked up at him. He was close, the kind of close that made her want him closer. No, no, no! a voice in her head screamed. This is all wrong! You can't love him! But then she thought, why not?

To be honest it was a good question. And as she sat there staring at Malfoy, and him staring at her, she let it go.

She.

Liked.

Him.

-:-

"What?"

Ginny knew Hermione would take this badly. Ginny knew that Hermione had a strong grudge for Malfoy, she knew she didn't trust him.

"I know you're disgusted with me but I had to tell someone, and I thought you would be the best person to tell."

Hermione sat on Ginny's couch with her mouth wide open and her eyebrows furrowed. Ginny paced in front of her and started biting her nails.

"I'm sorry, it's just. This is such a…surprise. Come here."

Ginny sat next to her sister-in-law and let her hold her like a mother would their child. It was exactly what she needed right now, when things were confusing and unclear.

"But he's so different, Hermione. He cares about me you know? And I know Harry cared about me but I just can't love him that way. I just can't and with Malfoy it's like I don't have to worry about him being to busy to save the world to be with me."

Hermione was quiet as she listened attentively to Ginny.

"I keep trying to figure out what his spark is but I just can't figure it out."

After a long pause Hermione spoke, "Well. I'm not going to tell you who to like and whom not to like Ginny. I trust you to know who is good for you and if Malfoy is that person then…I can't take that away from you. I can't and I won't."

Hermione didn't like what was going on but she accepted it. And Ginny loved her for that.