Sorry this one isn't as long as the others. I've had a bit of writer's block. Hopefully that won't happen while I'm writing the next chapter. Don't forget to review. It helps motivate me to write. I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter Four

Ginny groaned at the pounding on her door. "Oh come on! It's three in the bloody morning. Don't you people ever sleep?" she snapped, pulling the door open.

Harry stood before her, obviously drunk, and she became suddenly aware of the fact that she was wearing nothing more than a light nightgown and a dressing robe. The green eyes which were usually full of affection now glared angrily as Harry pushed past her and stumbled into the living room.

"Harry!", she exclaimed. "What are you doing here? And why are you drunk?"

"Why? Why am I drunk?" Harry barked, "Why did I get a visit from your brother telling me that you're engaged to Draco bloody Malfoy last night?" He raged angrily, "Why?"

"Harry, I can explain..."

"Just tell me if it's true!" Harry growled, "Are you engaged to that stupid git?"

"I-"

"Answer the question, dammit!" Harry roared.

"Potter," Ginny looked towards the hallway where the single word echoed from. Draco stood in the hall, blond hair mussed, with his dark blue jeans riding low on his hips. Desire stirred in her as her eyes glimpsed his shirtless chest glowing faintly from the moonlight pouring through the windows. His eyes moved to hers and her breath hitched, causing her to clutch her robe. She could see her own desire flickering in his eyes and forced herself to look away. Draco looked back to Harry, who was now staring at Draco with fire in his eyes. "I don't appreciate you raising your voice to my fiance."

"Your- Your fiance?" Harry roared, charging drunkenly at the tall blond man standing before him.

Draco grabbed Harry's arm and twisted it behind his back to keep him pinned submissively. "For Merlin's sake, Potter, you're a wizard. You have magic! And you're just going to charge at me like some bloody animal."

Harry wrestled aimlessly to get free.

"Stop moving, Potter," Draco said, "or else you'll break your own arm!"

Harry didn't listen and continued to wrestle against Draco's hold. "She's not yours! She'll never be yours." He growled, his eyes locking onto Ginny. "They'll never allow it! You know it! Once your family finds out, they'll put an end to all of this nonsense." Ginny looked away. "But then, you know that already, don't you? That's why you haven't told them yet." Harry laughed hauntingly, "You see that Malfoy? The Weasleys would never let their only daughter marry a Malfoy! She will never be yours."

Draco's grip tightened. "She has been mine for a long time. And you won't change that Potter. You couldn't then and you can't now." He growled.

Harry's struggling stopped at Draco's words.

"Ah," Draco said quietly, "got your attention at last, have I?"

"You're out of your bloody mind ferret boy!" Harry growled. "She was mine before she was ever yours!"

"You think so?" Draco snarled. "Ask her then, who did she kiss first?"

Harry's eyes moved to Ginny and she looked away.

"You see that Potter? Do you see the truth now?"

"Draco, please..." Ginny begged. "Stop this."

The Slytherin looked to his fiance with determination. "He needs to know Ginevra. This can't keep going on. They need to know all of it."

"Not like this." She pleaded.

"So what, I let him go and he tells your family? They wouldn't give me a chance to talk. You know that."

"I'll figure something out. Just give me time."

"I've given you time Ginevra. Why don't you just let Potter decide? Let him decide if he wants to hear it. If he says no, I'll show him to the door and he'll be on his way. But if he wants to know, then we tell him everything."

Her eyes were full of tears but she forced herself to nod. "Alright."

Harry's answer was immediate. "Tell me everything."

Draco led him to the couch and took out his wand as Harry sat. "Just a bit of insurance really." he said, "In case you don't like what you hear and want to tear my head off."

"Well then," Harry said, looking from one to the other, "Let's have it."

"How about some coffee first? I'd rather you be sober for this." Ginny said, walking to the kitchen.

She came back a minute later with three steaming cups of coffee. She handed one to each of the guys and sat with her own. "Alright then."

"Well go on then," Harry said, "tell me what you've got to tell me."

"What do you want to know?" Ginny said.

"How about when the bloody hell all this started?"

Draco looked to Ginny who was obviously reluctant to talk. He sighed and answered the question. "Sixth year. Ours anyhow. She was only in her fifth year."

"That's not possible." Harry said, looking at Ginny. "That's the year we started dating."

"It wasn't like that. Not back then. We were only friends back then."

"For how long? Before we started dating? After?"

"Since Dean and I broke up."

"That was practically the whole year! How the bloody hell did this even start?"

"I- I didn't like being around Dean. And the library was always full of people... So I went to the Room of Requirements. Just to study. And Draco was there."

"The Room of Requirements?" Harry muttered. "But that's where.. that's where he was working on the vanishing cabinet." Harry jumped to his feet. "You knew then! The whole time, you knew what he was doing and you never said!"

"Harry-"

"How could you do that? Do you know how many people could have been killed because of you?"

"Don't be so stupid Potter!" Draco said, "She knew nothing."

"She spent all that time in the Room of Requirements and you told her nothing? And I'm supposed to believe that?"

"I didn't want her to know anything about it. If anyone found out that she knew something, she would have been killed."

"Right, so you didn't tell her what you were doing. Then what exactly were you two doing in the Room of Requirements?"

"We were talking, Harry." Ginny said, "Just talking."

Harry turned on her. "Just talking? And when we started dating? Were you still just talking?"

"I couldn't just leave him Harry. He needed me."

"You were mine!" Harry growled. "You were with me and yet you ran off to be with the him, the man who ruined my life every chance he got."

"It wasn't like that." She pleaded. "You have to believe me."

"Why should I? You've been lying to me. Do you think I forgot what he said? He said you kissed him first. Yet all you've been saying is that you were only friends. You were only talking. So one of you lied. And for some reason, I don't think it was him."

"Harry-"

"No. Perhaps Malfoy would like to take over. Maybe I'll get the truth out of him." Harry said, turning to Draco. "Well then? Where does the kissing fit into this story?"

Draco's grey eyes narrowed but he didn't let his anger show. "That would be my doing. I kissed her. On numerous occasions. I kissed her and some times, she kissed me back."

"She kissed you?"

"Yes."

"When?"

"The first time? When you put me in the Hospital Wing."

"You're mad, you are. Somebody would have seen her visiting you in there."

"Not if she came at night."

"Students aren't allowed out after hours."

"Never stopped you, did it Potter? But then you have one of those, what are they called, Invisibility Cloaks?"

Harry turned on her. "You stole my cloak? To sneak off and see him?" he roared.

"Bit more Slytherin in her than you would have thought, huh?" Draco smirked.

"Shut it Malfoy!"

"Hey, you're the one who wanted to know everything." Harry turned on him but Draco raised his wand. "Now, why don't you just have a seat and we'll get on with this."

Harry sat reluctantly. "Fine," he growled. "Go on."