Pain
"I love you?" Said Draco uncertainly. It wasn't an apology. "It still hurts you bloody moron!" Ginny massaged her bruised cheekbone. She winced when he attempted to help her, only making it hurt worse. He wrapped himself protectively around her small frame. He smirked, "It's your fault you know."
"How the bloody hell is it my fault you decided to punch me in the face?" Ginny demanded. Draco scoffed as if it was obvious, "I didn't know it was you who randomly decided to hide in a broom cupboard. It could have been anyone- I couldn't risk getting caught by Filch, could I?" He turned her face so he could kiss her, and perhaps it would soothe her into a calmer state of mind. But, she wasn't having any of that. She grasped the back of his hair, forcing him away.
"I don't think so," She said, releasing him, "You can't just kiss me and make it better. You are in very dangerous territory." He smirked…again. "It's just a bruise, it'll heal." "But I can't go out in public like this!" She fumed, gesturing towards her face. She stubbornly ignored the fact any simple healing spell would fix her.
He ran his fingers through her red locks. He seemed lost in thought, forgetting Ginny's anger. His lips met her hair, "I love you." She sighed, she knew she couldn't help but melt in his arms.
"I love you too"
Whack! An unnatural crunching sound broke the tender moment the two shared. It was the unmistakable sound of a fist meeting a now very broken nose. A small whimper of pain escaped Draco. Ginny laughed and said again, "I love you too."