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I stayed with Draco in the Hospital Wing, along with Astoria, Blaise, Daphne, Zane and Pansy. When curfew time came, Madam Pomfrey came and shooed us away and Draco waved sullenly until Madam Pomfrey shut the doors.

I was still itching to punch Harry as I trouped back up to Gryffindor Tower. When I came through the portrait hole, I saw that Harry had the Quidditch team all grouped together.

"There you are Ginny. C'mon, I'm talking to the team," called Harry.

I sat down between Katie and Demelza and had to dig my nails into my palm to stop myself from doing something I'd regret to Harry.

"I'm letting you all know that I won't be able to play our game against Ravenclaw this Saturday."

Everyone on the team started roaring for answers while Ron and I sat quiet. We both already knew why.

"I have detention with Snape that day and he won't change it."

"What did'ya do to get detention?" asked Coote.

Harry shifted uneasily. "It doesn't matter. What matters is that I won't be able to play."

"So what are we going to do?" grumbled Katie.

"Katie, I want you to act as Captain in my place."

Katie nodded and tried to hide her grin.

Harry turned to me. "Ginny, you'll be playing Seeker."

"Then who's taking my place as Chaser!?" I demanded. I really preferred playing Chaser than Seeker since I liked scoring the goals. But no, bloody Harry Potter had to go and slice up Draco so I was stuck with the boring job of searching for the Snitch.

Harry sighed. "I'm going to ask Dean to re-join the team in your place."

Not only was I playing the boring role, I was back on a team with my now ex-boyfriend!

Saturday brought the Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw Quidditch game. Florence and Evanna waited outside the Hospital Wing for me as I went to check in on Draco quickly.

"What's up Weasley?" drawled Draco, taking in my Quidditch robes and my broom.

"I'm about to go play. I just figured I would pop in."

"You're life that boring without me?" he teased.

I grinned. "You wish. Anyways, how you feeling?"

Draco grimaced. "I'm fine but they won't let me out of here until tonight!"

"Maybe it's for your own good," I offered.

"Whatever," he growled.

"I think I already told you this but I'm stuck playing bloody Seeker."

"And what's wrong with Seeker?"

"It's not Chaser," I laughed.

Draco looked up at the giant clock above the Hospital Wing doors. "You better go if you don't want to be late for the game."

I picked up the sarcastic bitterness in his voice but I chose to ignore it. "I'll come see you after dinner when you get out."

"Good luck Weasley!"

I waved over my shoulder as I exited the Hospital Wing.

"You ready to go?" asked Evanna, pushing away from the wall.

"Let's go!"

We met Adrian, Luna and Nicholas as we merged with the crowd heading down to the pitch.

"I'm so torn," laughed Adrian, flinging his arm across my shoulder. "I want us to win but if we do, I'll have to put up with your bad mood."

"I don't have moods if we don't win!"

Evanna giggled. "Yeah, you kind of do."

"Name one time!"

Florence grinned. "Didn't you tell us that you punched McLaggen after last game?"

Adrian and Nicholas roared with laughter while Luna smiled serenely at me.

"I have to go to the change room," I growled, stomping away from them as they continued to roar with laughter.

"Hey Ginny," greeted Katie. "You ready for this game?"

I nodded. "Ready as I'll ever be."

Katie looked around to make sure that everyone was ready and then gestured for us to line up.

"Are you going to give us a pep talk Captain?" I teased.

She grinned. "All I can say is that since this is my first game this Quidditch season and last Quidditch game here at Hogwarts, we better flatten Ravenclaw. Oh, and it's been pleasure playing with you all."

We all cheered and Demelza clapped Katie on the back.

"Well team," announced Katie. "Let's go."

We walked onto the pitch to thundering applause and boos. Katie stepped forward to shake the Ravenclaw Captains hand as the rest of us moved into position. I looked forward and locked eyes with Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw Seeker. I smirked and she smirked back.

The whistle blew and the game was on.

I blocked out everything except the Snitch and Cho Chang. I flew around the pitch multiple times while keeping one eye on Cho Chang as I searched fruitlessly for the little golden ball.

I decided to pay attention to the commentary for a moment to see how the score stood.

"That's Katie Bell with the Quaffle…nice there pass to Demelza Robins…oh, and the Quaffle is taken by Captain Roger Davies," announced a male voice who I did not know. "Nice Beater work by Ritchie Coote…Katie Bell takes possession of the Quaffle again…she's flying like a bullet…will Ravenclaw Keeper Grant Page block it…and there's Katie Bell…GRYFFINDOR SCORE!"

I clapped with the crowd briefly before going back to my search for the Snitch.

"Gryffindor lead 300-140!"

I grinned. If I caught the Snitch right away, we would win the Quidditch Cup. And just like that, I glanced at Cho Chang and see a flash of gold by her knee. I launched forward and pressed myself as close to my broomstick as I could.

"And I think Ginny Weasley's seen the snitch for Gryffindor!"

The Snitch shot forward and Cho finally noticed it. She threw herself forward until we were neck-and-neck as we both reached out a hand for the Snitch.

"Both Seekers have spotted the Snitch! Who's going to get it?!"

I urged my broom forward and with one great lurch my fingers closed around the golden ball.

"Ginny Weasley catches the Snitch from right under Cho Chang's nose! GRYFFINDOR WIN!"

I pulled my broom to hover in mid-air and held the fluttering snitch in my raised hand. The cheers and applause was deafening as the team converged on me and we had a mid-air group hug. We drifted back down to the ground like that and we only let go of each other when Dumbledore walked onto the pitch holding the gleaming Quidditch Cup in his hands.

"Ginny, you won us the game," yelled Katie. "You hold the trophy."

I shook my head. "No way Captain! It's all you!"

Katie beamed as she took the Quidditch Cup from Dumbledore and held it over her head among thundering applause. We attacked Katie in another group hug and then we call trouped into the change rooms together chanting, 'Go, Go Gryffindor!'

"That was a bloody brilliant game!" I laughed, pulling off my Quidditch robes. I couldn't take my eyes off of the gleaming Cup.

"C'mon," said Katie as she gingerly picked up the Quidditch Cup like it was something holy. "I'm sure there's a lot of Gryffindors out there waiting for us."

Sure enough, there was a huge crowd of Gryffindors waiting excitedly at the door. When we all came out, they started clapping and cheering again. Suddenly, we were all grabbed by various people and hoisted above the crowd of cheering people. I laughed and grabbed onto some guys head to keep my balance.

I looked over to see Katie cradling the Quidditch Cup in her arms for safety like it was a baby.

"Brilliant game!" yelled someone below me.

I looked down to see Evanna and Florence excitedly bouncing along beside the two guys carrying me. "Thanks, now why don't you help a friend get down!"

"Nope! You get the proper winner treatment!" laughed Evanna.

The crowd carried us all the way into the castle and up to Gryffindor Tower. We passed Professor McGonagall on the way and she was the happiest I've seen her all year.

I was finally put down so I could walk into the common room. Someone had decorated it for our victory. There were scarlet banners stretching across the entire common room with gold lions and 'Go, Go Gryffindor' painted on them; small red and gold fireworks zooming across the room that I recognized as Fred and George made; and a table laden with food and Butterbeers nicked from the kitchens.

Katie displayed the Quidditch Cup on the mantel of the fireplace where everyone could admire it. She seemed almost reluctant to let it go.

"Was that the kind of match you were hoping for your last one?" I asked her as we were both grabbing Butterbeers.

"I couldn't have hoped for a better one," she said. We both couldn't stop grinning stupidly and we burst into laughter.

Just then, the portrait hole swung open and all the Gryffindors started to scream and clap again. In the chaos of trying to see what was happening, I ended up dropping my Butterbeer at Katie's feet.

"Oops, sorry," I said.

Katie didn't even hear me. "It's Harry. That's who came in."

Katie and I shoved our way closer to the front where Ron and Hermione had converged on Harry.

I grinned despite myself. The Golden Trio; you couldn't have one without the other two.

"We won!" Ron yelled, yanking the Quidditch Cup off the mantel and brandishing it at Harry. "We won! Four hundred and fifty to a hundred and forty! We won!"

Harry looked around at all of us around him and he locked eyes with me. He stepped forward and pulled me into a sudden hug. The only reason I could think of why he was hugging me was because he was happy that I took the position of Seeker instead of Chaser when he needed me to.

Harry pulled back slightly and then he leaned down and he kissed me.

I was in too much of shock to do anything but stand there. It felt insanely wrong; it felt like I was kissing my brother. And I realized that that was what Harry was to me; a brother.

I didn't want his lips on mine like this. I craved Draco's lips which could be fierce and tender at the same time. Draco's lips were demanding yet giving, hard yet soft.

After several long moments, Harry pulled away. The room had gone very quiet. Then several people wolf-whistled and there was an outbreak of nervous giggling. I took a step back and refused to meet Harry's eyes; instead looking at everyone's reactions.

Dean was holding a shattered glass in his hand, and Romilda Vane looked like she might throw something. Hermione was beaming proudly and I knew that she had known all along that Harry had feelings for me. I found Ron at last. He was still clutching the Cup and wearing an expression appropriate to having been clubbed over the head. Ron met Harry's eyes and then gave a tiny jerk of his head.

That prat! He was giving Harry permission to kiss me without even asking if I wanted to be kissed by Harry!

Harry put a hand on my waist and gestured wordlessly out of the portrait hole. I decided that I liked Harry enough not to embarrass him in front of the entire House so I climbed through the portrait hole.

Once the portrait swung closed, Harry turned to grin at me. "Fancy a walk around the lake?"

I shook my head. It actually kind of hurt my heart a little bit to see his big grin slip slowly off his face. "I'm sorry Harry. I can't."

"You are single, aren't you?" he asked, running his hands nervously through his hair.

I nodded. "I am, yes."

"Then, why?"

I stood ramrod straight and crossed my arms over my chest. "I'm flattered that you finally return my affection from when I was eleven. Harry, I'm not that little girl anymore though. Yeah, I broke up with Dean but I'm going to stay single for a little bit. I think of you like another one of my brothers."

I knew that it would really bother him to hear me calling him one of my brothers but I couldn't help the way I felt.

"Okay then," he said slowly. "Well this is awkward."

I smiled gently. "Are you going to go join in the celebrations?"

He shook his head. "No, I think I need to clear my head."

"I'm really sorry, Harry. I hope this doesn't affect our friendship," I murmured before climbing back through the portrait hole.

Hermione immediately spotted me slipping back inside to join the festivities. Hermione grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a corner of the room. "What happened? I thought you and Harry—"

"I don't like him that way Hermione. He's like a brother to me."

Hermione looked extremely disappointed. "But you two look so cute together."

I shrugged. "I'm sorry but I can't date someone who is like a brother."

Hermione nodded glumly and left me to grab another Butterbeer and join Katie and Demelza in the Gryffindor festivities.

"How'd Borgin get you this second sheet of spells?" I asked.

Astoria was serving another detention so it was just me and Draco again. We had skipped dinner so Blaise and Zane had brought us each a plate for dinner and then left soon after.

"He gave it to Snape and Snape gave it to me," explained Draco.

This sheet of parchment didn't have both sides filled with spells to try like the last list. This one was just a tiny sheet with ten spells on it.

"I thought Snape had no idea what you're planning."

"He doesn't know. Borgin managed to get it to him and told him to give it to me. The wax seal was charmed only to open at my touch."

"No offense but why would Snape deliver something potentially dangerous to you?" I asked.

"Because Borgin said it pertained to my mission."

I nodded, finally understanding. "Well, let's try these spells."

Half an hour later, we found out that none of these ten new spells worked.

I sighed in frustration. My OWLs were fast approaching but instead of hunkering down in the library to study like I should, I was solely focused on the Vanishing Cabinet.

Draco became understandably quiet and I swore that he had the same look of fear on his face that I had witnessed months ago. I wanted to help Draco with the dark thoughts no doubt swirling in his mind but dark thoughts were also entering my mind.

What if we couldn't do it? There was only a month left in the school year, after all. You-Know-Who would murder Draco and probably his parents for good measure if he failed. My stomach clenched at the thought. All of my nightmares about Draco dying rushed to the forefront of my mind and I struggled to push them away.

Draco had kept me up-to-date on Slytherins passwords and whenever I had a particularly bad nightmare, I would slip down into the dungeons and share a bed with Draco. I still hadn't figured out why they disappeared when I slept next to him but I wasn't complaining.

I took a deep breath as I took in Draco's frozen form. "Just sit down," I said, forcefully steering Draco toward the couch we always sat down on. "Let's just take a breather. We'll figure it out."

Draco leaned forward, rested his elbows on his knees and put his face in his hands. "If we haven't figured it out by now, then we won't figure it out in these last couple of weeks."

I perched beside Draco and folded my hands in my lap. "We just need to look in the Restricted Section. We haven't done that yet."

"I already asked Snape," Draco ground out. "He said no."

I dug my nails into my palms to take out some of my pent up frustration. "Why? I thought you said he offered you hep once."

"I guess he changed his mind."

"Why, though?"

"I refused to tell him why I needed to go in there so he refused to give me permission. Astoria even tried and he still said no."

I sighed. I knew Draco only trusted me, Astoria, Blaise, Zane and—rather reluctantly—Theo with the knowledge of what he was doing. He didn't even tell Crabbe and Goyle. Instead, he used fear to force them to stand watch in the forms of little girls. I understood why it was hard for Draco to trust Snape with it when Snape's alliances could only be guessed at.

"Look," I said bracingly. "If we just relax, an idea will come to us."

While Draco remained still on the couch, I rummaged around in a nearby pile of junk for something to take our minds off the Vanishing Cabinet temporarily.

I had a sudden idea when I found an old wizard radio. I placed it on the stained table in front of us and tapped it with my wand. It turned on with a buzz and started playing a soft and morose song. I turned it up and pocketed my wand. I stood in front of Draco with my hands extended until Draco looked up.

"What is it Weasley?"

I reached down, grasped his hands and pulled him to his feet. I pulled him into a small clearing free of junk and started moving our arms back and forth.

"I don't want to dance," growled Draco. He tried yanking his arms away but I just held onto his hands tighter.

I let go of one of his hands, twirled myself, and grabbed his hands again. His face remained impassive but I noticed that he started to move his body to the music. Only when I tried to twirl him did he finally crack a genuine smile.

"You're too short to twirl me Weasley," he laughed. "I'll twirl you."

And he did. He spun me around and around until I was dizzy. I grasped both his arms again, stepped back and started making ridiculous legs motions. I was glad that I could make him laugh and he seemed to completely forget about his mood.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and spun us in a circle while I squealed and clutched at his arms. When he put me down, he let me twirl him and then he pulled me against him. His arms were wrapped around my torso while mine were around his neck. I rested my face against his shoulder while he rested his chin on my shoulder. We swayed together as the song slowly ended.

"Thank you," he murmured into my hair.

I was deeply touched but I tried to play it cool. "You're welcome."

"What made you think of dancing?"

"When my brothers and I were small, my mum would always dance around the house with us if we were sad or hurt. It always cheered me up."

He hugged me tighter. "I think I'm going to savour this moment."

As we swayed together, I kept running ideas on my mind of what I could do to help. And then the idea came to me. I pushed away from Draco enough that I could look up into his face. "Felix Felicis!"

"What?"

"Lucky potion! We could use Felix Felicis to tweak the circumstances and we'll either know where to look for the right spell or one of these spells might work if we try it while on the potion!"

"In case you haven't noticed, I don't have Felix Felicis just lying around. It takes six months to brew anyways."

I thought for a moment. Could I do it? If it was Draco, I was pretty sure I could. "Harry has some. What if I nicked it and you took enough for an hour or two?"

Draco grinned. "Are you sure you aren't a Slytherin at heart?"

I stood on tip-toes and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Nope. I'm pretty Gryffindor if you ask me."

Wow, I'm on a roll tonight. Review! Review! You guys already fulfilled my goal of 35 reviews by end of the month so I think I'm going to go for 40 by the end of Janurary. Please review and make my dream come true.

I love every single one of my readers and thank you all so much for all the positive feedback. I'm getting people who really want me to contiue on with a Deathly Hallows storyline and I think I will. I'm going to start drafting it right away.

By the way, I stole that dancing scene from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 with Harry and Hermione. Even though it wasn't in the book, I loved that scene so I incorporated it into my story. Oh, and sorry if anyone feels like I'm Harry bashing in this chapter. It just always annoyed me that Harry kissed Ginny without knowing how she felt about it because he just assumed that she still held a torch for him. Even though it ended up that she did still fancy him, it just annoyed me.