hello everyone! here's chapter 8. it's still pretty short but i hope you all like it. don't forget to review:)

CHAPTER 8

"Such an excellent job you did out there in the Great Hall this morning, Weasley." Draco said in greeting once Ginny arrived at their spot by the lake for that afternoon's bonding session.

"Thank you." Ginny grinned widely and curtsied. "That really taught them, didn't it?" There was a wicked glint in her eye as she sat down across Draco in the grass. Then she quickly got up with a squeal. "Wet grass! Wet!"

Draco chuckled at her and pointed his wand at her spot. A soft incantation later and the grass across him glowed red and returned to normal. "It's dry now."

Ginny smiled at him thankfully and sat down again. "Clever."

Draco just smirked at her.

"Anyway, I'm glad I was able to er, correct Pansy earlier in the Great Hall. Could you imagine what would happen if everyone believed her?" Ginny paused for a moment to allow a disgusted look to take over her face.

Draco laughed sardonically. "Yeah. Great fun that would be."

"Hmm, I suppose it would be. It's always fun to see someone get beaten up by my brother, especially if that someone was you." Ginny laughed and shot him a playful look.

"Funny." Draco said wryly in return. "You are such a violent little vixen."

Ginny giggled. "Thank you."

The two delved into comfortable silence, Ginny staring at nothing with a soft smile playing at her lips, and Draco leaning against the tree, staring at the sky.

"Somebody asked me the funniest thing earlier." Ginny suddenly announced out of nowhere. Draco didn't look particularly interested but Ginny went on anyway. "She asked me if the thought of really kissing you bothered me."

"Oh?" Draco nonchalant voice betrayed the frantic thoughts churning in his brain.

"Yes. And you know what I said?" Ginny didn't bother waiting for Draco's reply. "I told her to imagine herself kissing Professor Snape." Then Ginny started laughing really loudly.

Draco threw Ginny a sharp look.

"Oh wait, there's more!" Ginny managed to say between bursts of laughter. "She said…she said…" Ginny couldn't seem to stop laughing. "She said she wouldn't mind kissing Snape at all, because she thought he was hot! HAHAHAHAHA!" Ginny's back fell against the grass and she went on chortling for a few more minutes.

"Are you quite done yet?" Draco asked her coolly, but with a smile tugging at his lips. Ginny's laughter had this affect on him. He couldn't seem to maintain a straight face when Ginny was laughing.

Ginny heaved in a big breath before sitting up again and nodding, the mirth still evident in her eyes, and a smile still on her lips. There were bits of grass in her messy hair, and her cheeks were pink. The sun was beginning to set behind her, and the rays bounced off Ginny's red hair, creating a sort of flaming halo around her head. Draco then decided that some Weasleys weren't that hideous.

"Good."

"Oh come on, Draco! It was funny! Who in the right mind would find Snape hot?" Ginny giggled again.

"I think the right question is who in the right mind would be bothered by the thought of kissing me." Draco replied haughtily.

Ginny guffawed again. "You are so full of yourself."

"I might be, but it's true." Draco replied, still the epitome of cool as he brushed his fingers against his coat and studied his nails.

Ginny smirked and rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Malfoy."

Out of nowhere, Draco started crawling towards her, with a predatory smile on his face. When he spotted Ginny's panicked expression, he just smirked. A few seconds later, he was on his hands and knees in front of Ginny, his face a few inches away from hers.

"Uhh…w-what are you doing M-Malf-mmf!" Ginny's eyes flew wide open when Draco's lips descended on hers. His lips were surprisingly soft. Too soft.

Her eyes fluttered closed when she felt his tongue against her lower lip. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she kissed him back. She let go of her inhibitions and started to kiss back, but Draco began to pull away. He had a smug look on his face.

"What in the name of Merlin's shoes did you do that for?" Ginny had intended to yell at him, but it only came out as a murmur.

Draco just smirked some more. "I was just proving to you that nobody in the right mind wouldn't enjoy kissing me."

"Hmph." Ginny flipped her hair airily and turned her back on him. A few moments later, she felt him inching closer to her again and soon enough, she felt his breath on her cheek. She glared at her chest for letting her heart beat so quickly. It was unnatural, really.

"Admit it Weasley. You enjoyed it." Ginny could practically see the smugness in his voice. She just harrumphed in reply.

"Cat caught your tongue, Weasley?"

"No. But you did a while ago." Ginny replied scathingly.

Draco couldn't help but laugh. "You got that right." Then he swiftly pinned her down on the grass.

"Malfoooyyyy!" Ginny whined, not liking how Draco Malfoy was making her feel just one bit. Her thrashing heart, flushing cheeks and the dragons in her stomach vaguely reminded her of her pathetic crush on Harry when she was in her first year. She inwardly shuddered at the thought. "Let me go." Her indignant cry came out as a mere whisper.

"Not until you admit that I'm the best kisser in Hogwarts, and maybe even in the entire British Isles." Draco murmured smoothly against her cheek. He pulled his head away from her again, and she was allowed a few seconds to study how he looked.

He had his hands on her wrists, and was sitting lightly on her stomach. His platinum hair was illuminated by the setting sun, and his gray eyes twinkled with mirth. His smooth, perfect skin annoyed her, and she wanted to tear his lips off him for being so annoyingly kissable and pink. Why did he have to be so hot?

"Never!"

Draco pouted, but this was quickly replaced by another smirk. "Do you want another demonstration then?"

Before Ginny could answer, his head swooped down and once again, his lips covered hers. It took every ounce of self-control Ginny had not to moan. He was definitely the best kisser in Hogwarts.

"What was that?" Draco murmured against her lips. She could feel his smirk.

Oh Merlin, she didn't realize she had said that aloud.

"Nothing." Ginny muttered.

"I think you just admitted that I was the best kisser in Hogwarts."

"No, I don't recall saying such a thing." Ginny tried to appear as cool as possible, but she knew that her cheeks were flaming.

Draco smirked at her. But instead of pushing her to admit it again, he just let go of her wrists and got off her. Ginny rubbed her wrists and sat up. She stuck her tongue out at him.

Draco shot her an amused look.

"I should really hit you for sexually harassing me, but I'm not in the mood just yet. Next time, Malfoy."

"I can't wait, Weasley." Draco replied sarcastically. "You're impossible." He muttered to himself and turned to stare at the castle. What in the world had possessed him to kiss Ginny Weasley- twice! He glared at his chest, threatening it to allow his heart to burst out of it, as it was hammering so loudly in it. Why was his pulse racing? Why did he feel so hot? What was that feeling in this stomach? Oh gods, he was feeling feverish. Hanging out with Ginny Weasley too much had gotten to him. And kissing her only made it worse! He was due for some serious damage control. He quickly got up.

"I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow." He said a bit stiffly and tried to saunter towards the castle, but couldn't help but saunter as quickly as possible, taking care not to sacrifice his cool exterior.

Ginny shot his back a bemused look, sighed and lay down on the grass again. Why was Draco Malfoy making her feel so weird?