AN: Sorry this took so long. I was out of town, until Sunday, and then I started a new job, which leaves me only a few hours in the evening to write. I'll try and update every week or two, more when I get the chance. I hope you enjoy it. And PLEASE review.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot, and I don't make any money, so don't sue please.


Ginny could have stayed in Draco's arms all night. It hardly mattered that she had only agreed to meet him to tell him that she was wanted to make things right with Harry. She felt safe and comfortable; Draco must have put a cushioning charm on the floor. Leaning in towards him, she said, "There's something I need to tell."

The invisibility cloak slipped off Harry and Hermione, but they were too stunned to care. As Ginny leaned in to whisper something to Draco, Hermione cleared her throat. Harry didn't need to see anymore of this disgusting display of interhouse unity, but he deserved an explanation from Ginny at the very least.

Ginny lurched back and turned around. There stood her boyfriend, her wonderful boyfriend, who she had just betrayed in the worst way possible, and Hermione, who was struggling to hide her smug expression behind a look of shock. She ran for her robes, and pulled them on without pausing. "Harry, I…"

She was cut off by Draco's cold voice. "I know I look good Granger, but show a little restraint. Hermione's face turned red, and she looked down, having barely realized that she was staring at a very naked Draco Malfoy. She had known that something was going on, but she couldn't believe that Ginny was sleeping with Malfoy.

Ginny ran to her boyfriend and tried to stop him from storming down the stairs. She grabbed shirt and pulled him back.

Harry turned around with a look on his face that was unfamiliar to Ginny. There was a look of hatred in his eyes that was reserved for only the most despicable of all dark wizards. It made Ginny shudder involuntarily. "Ginny, I've never hit a girl, and I don't want to start now, but I swear to Merlin, I know if I can even look at you without cursing you on the spot."

His cold words hurt more than anything Malfoy had ever said to her. She loosened her grip, and he stalked away. Hermione followed giving Ginny a nasty look.

Ginny felt weak, as though she were about to collapse, until she heard Draco snigger behind her back. She rounded on him with such wrath that her own mother would have cowered to see her. Draco, however, was not one to cower at such a little girl.

"What are you playing at, Malfoy?" She hit his arm, and he refrained from wincing, although it hurt much more than he had expected. "You couldn't have just left me alone." She hit him again. "This was all a game to you. You just wanted to destroy Harry, but you destroyed me instead!"

Draco smirked and took her chin in his hand. "It didn't seem to be destroying you ten minutes ago."

Ginny growled and started hitting him again. "You know what I meant. You ruined my life, and Harry's gonna be just fine because he has Hermione to take away all his pain."

Draco grabbed her wrist tightly and pushed her back. "First of all stop hitting me. Second, I'm not done yet, and lastly, you should get dressed properly if you don't want to be answering a lot of awkward questions when you get back to your dorm."

Ginny remembered, for the first time since she spoke to Harry, that her uniform was strewn across the floor, and she was naked beneath her school robes. Blushing as dark as her hair, she scrambled to collect her clothing. She gave Draco a look that clearly said, 'turn around,' as she went to get dressed again.

"What? Now you're being modest?" Draco complained, and turned around not feeling like pushing the issue any further. He shook his head. She was something else.

He turned back around as she straightened her skirt. She seemed to taking her time leaving, and Draco was sure he knew why. He didn't even her the hoard that would undoubtedly be waiting for her in the Gryffindor common room. Draco felt something that could have been sympathy, if not for the sheer fact that he was a Malfoy and Malfoys don't feel sympathy.

"You had something to tell me?"

"What?" Ginny looked at Malfoy with amazement. He had done what he set out to do, now why was he still talking to her?

"Before Potter and the mudblood showed up, you said you wanted to tell me something."

Ginny shook her head, "it's not important."

"It seemed to be before."

"Well, I don't want to tell you now. It's different."

Draco smirked, "It's not different between you and me, Weaselette. Just because your little boyfriend hates you, that doesn't change that you were going to tell me something."

"I was going to say… well… I wanted to tell you…" Ginny looked at her feet and bit her lip.

"Oh Merlin, Weasley, if you confess your love, I think I might puke."

"Forget it. It doesn't matter now." Ginny snapped and pushed past Draco, who smirked.

"You were going to, weren't you?"

Ginny couldn't believe he would think that. He was just trying to push her buttons and it was working. She turned around, not even trying to hide the tears anymore. "I was going to tell you that you kept repeating the things that Tom says to me."

She stormed away before Draco had a chance to ask who Tom was. He scowled, angry with her for talking about another man. She always acted so innocent, but it seemed to that was not the case.

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The common room was thankfully empty when Ginny arrived, far past curfew. She was sure she would have broken down again if she had to deal with the vicious glares and hushed voices discussing her sex life.

Sure that her roommates had heard the rumors and were waiting up for her; she conjured a blanket and curled up on the couch. She laid awake, staring at the dying fire, wondering how she could have messed up so badly.

**********

From what the 6th year girls were saying, Ginny didn't come back last night, and she didn't show up at breakfast. Harry was relieved to say the least. It was bad enough having to deal with the embarrassment of his girlfriend cheating on him, but he couldn't look at her without remembering the way she had said Malfoy's name. It was better for everyone if she just kept a low profile. Malfoy, however, was doing just the opposite.

Draco came in looking more smug than usual. The furtive glances and open stares he received from all sides of the Great Hall didn't seem to bother him a bit. Instead of sitting down at the Slytherin table, he headed straight for Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Ron jumped up, knocking his chair over, as he tried to get at Draco. Hermione and Harry grabbed him instinctively, but he still fought against them screaming, "How dare you show your face after what you did! How dare you touch my little sister!" Anyone who hadn't already heard what had transpired the night before was aware now.

Draco laughed. "I guess Harry just wasn't enough for her. She had to get her kicks somewhere, and not just from me."

Harry let go of Ron, and took a step toward Draco. Despite having his wand in his pocket, he clenched his hands into tight fists. He wanted to feel the blows he was about to lay on Draco. "What's that supposed to mean?" He growled, wanting an explanation before he knocked the Slytherin out.

It was an explanation that Draco was more than happy to give him. After getting over the shock of it himself, he realized the potential her small statement held. "She mentioned his name, Tom, I believe. I don't know the bloke but…"

Draco stopped when he noticed the unusual reaction.

Hermione let go of Ron, her jaw dropping. Ron had stopped struggling to get to him, and the color had quickly drained from his face. Harry's eyes held a rage that Draco only noticed when one name was mentioned. Or not mentioned, as was more common.

"You don't think?" Hermione asked looking between the two boys.

The trio grabbed their bags and all sprinted out of the Great Hall.

Draco was vacillating between confusion at their response, and frustration that they didn't respond the way he had hoped. Harry's obvious sadness disappeared the moment Draco mentioned the other boy's name. He was definitely missing something, and he was intent on finding out what.

He turned and stalked out of the Great Hall.

**********

At the edge of the lake, far out of sight, Ginny sat holding her knees to her chest. She had left the common room before anyone else was up, and skipped breakfast. She couldn't face her housemates until absolutely necessary. She could have handled anything from the rest of the school, if only she'd had her friends by her side.

There was only one person who knew Ginny was hiding out here. She had realized it as soon as she heard the gossip at breakfast, and had hurried out to find her. Ginny hadn't even heard anyone approach, but soon felt a pair of willowy arms wrap around her from behind. She recognize the smell immediately, Luna always smelled like rosemary.

"You know, you're just giving them more reason to talk when you disappear like that."

Luna sat down next to Ginny and started humming. Ginny couldn't help but feel her mood lighten. At least not everyone had chosen Harry over Ginny.

"Does everyone know?"

Luna nodded. "Ronald confronted Draco in the Great Hall." Her usual dreamy voice became harsh as she quoted Ron. "How dare you touch my little sister!"

Ginny groaned. She knew not to be fooled by Ron's words. He wasn't concerned for her.

Luna continued, "Draco said something that really upset them. I couldn't hear, but they left right after."

**********

Harry, Ron, and Hermione didn't stop running until they came to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Hermione pointed her wand at the door and said "claustrum." The door clicked locked, and she turned back to the two boys.

"Myrtle! Out!" Hermione yelled.

Myrtle came flying out of one of the toilets wailing. "A'course, people always come into Myrtle's bathroom and kick her out! No one cares for poor, ugly, dead Myrtle!" With another horrible wail, she flew back down the toilet and presumably off to haunt another part of the castle.

"Is it possible that Tom Riddle is back?" Hermione directed her question towards Harry.

He shook his head. "The diary was destroyed, but it's possible Voldemort found another way to project his teenage self to Ginny. It would explain her behavior."

"She'd avoid you obviously because she wouldn't want Voldemort to be able to get close to you, because he's be doing this to get close to you. But why wouldn't she tell us?"

"And how is Malfoy involved?"

Ron who had been unusually quiet spoke up, "Maybe Voldemort gave Malfoy a Polyjuice Potion, and Malfoy is harassing Ginny as Tom."

Hermione and Harry both roll their eyes at Ron's suggestion.

"Why would Voldemort do that?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow.

Hermione didn't give Ron time to respond. "I don't think Malfoy knows who Tom is. He was clearly expecting something else."

"So how did Malfoy get to Ginny?" Harry asked impatiently. He wanted some theory that would prove that Ginny hadn't gone with Malfoy of her own free will.

"He just wanted to upset you. He took advantage of Ginny being possessed by Tom again."

"Bastard," Harry muttered, and started pacing. He was regretting his harsh words toward Ginny already, but didn't know how to make things right, He couldn't very well go find his girlfriend while she was possessed by Voldemort, but he had to apologize for threatening her, and not letting her explain.

**********

Draco stood at the door listening. Granger obviously hadn't thought to put a silencing charm on the room, and for that he was thankful. He arrived just in time to hear them saying that he didn't know who Tom was. Well, he had gathered that Tom was something more than another lover at least. He wasn't dumb. But possessed? Ginny wasn't possessed. She had said that he had said the same things as Tom.

Draco decided that he was going to find out who Tom was on his own, and what he had to do with Ginny. Having not discovered anything particularly useful, he headed back down to the dungeons.