Chapter Three

On a Moving Train?

GInny snuggled into Draco's chest as the limo headed to the station. She sighed. Oh, she'd be in the same house as Draco, but boys weren't allowed into the girl's dormatory. Then again, she was a sister of Fred and George, and she had learned well. Draco slid his arms around her.

She rested her head against his shoulder. In the three weeks since the escapade with Harry, Draco and Ron had become increasingly protective of her and Hermione. The rest of the Weasley clan seemed to agree with the boys' sentiments and Fred and George had been warned to take special precaution of Ginny. Ginny wasn't sure what they had planned, but knowing the twins, they did.

Ron and Hermione sat opposite them, talking animatedly about their classes. GInny herself was taking two classes with them and three with Draco.

The car slowed and Draco opened the door and held it open for all three of them.

Molly and Arthur came running up, hugging the quartet. As her parents gushed over her, GInny felt Draco take her hand. He ran his thumb gently over her knuckles before leaning in to kiss her. Molly and Arthur exchanged a knowing look.

Then the peaceful moment was interrupted.

"If it isn't our favorite baby sister!"

Ginny started to turn but found herself slung over Fred's shoulder. She looked around to see Draco laughing with Hermione and Ron as Fred and George, dressed like mafia hit men, carried Ginny toward the train.

"Fred, put me down! I can walk for myself! Fred!"

"Sorry GInny, we're here to make you an offer you can't refuse." George rasped in a perfect imitation of Marlon Brando.

"George! Fred! What are you laughing at?" she demanded of her boyfriend. He skipped up the steps to kiss her frowning mouth.

"You know I love you."

"What?" Fred, George and Ron all looked at him in shock. Fred set Ginny down in the closest compartment and the gang followed, half looking shell shocked. Hermione didn't seem surprised about this development and kept sending meaningful glances at Ron, who didn't notice.

Draco took Ginny's hand. "I realized something in the past three years. I am madly in love with this woman. I want to spend all my time with her. I love her more than anything."

Ron grinned sheepishly. "Right. But I still have to deck you if you hurt her."

Fred and George looked ready to agree, when Hermione said. "Ron, dear, I don't think you'll ever have that problem."

Ron looked at Hermione's sad face and the rest of the compartment suddenly found other places to be.

"Mione, don't look sad. I don't know what's wrong, but I promise I'll try to make it better."

Hermione smiled sadly at him. "I know. But I don't think it can be helped anytime soon. It just has to happen in it's own time."

Ron looked at the ground and took Hermione's hand. She looked down at their interlocked hands.

"I'm really bad at it, aren't I?"

She frowned at him. "Bad at what?"

He smiled up at her. "At showing how completely in love with you I am."

Hermione stared at him.

He looked down at the floor of the compartment. "I know I'm not as good as Draco when it comes to showing-"

Hermione grabbed his chin and lifted his face to kiss her.