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"Are you sure no one will come in here?" I asked for what must have been the twentieth time.

"Do you want alone time or not Weasley?"

"Fine! But no one better come in!"

"No one will," growled Draco.

"Why can't you do any of the spells?"

Draco sighed. He had already answered these questions. "Because if someone tries to get in here and it's locked, then they will surely do everything they can to get in here since they will know something is going on."

"Nothing's going on!" I protested.

Draco pretended like I hadn't spoken. "So if we leave it unlocked and someone tries to come in, all I have to say is that I'm with someone and they'll leave with no questions asked."

"You damn Slytherins."

"You love the Slytherin-ness in me," Draco purred, nuzzling my neck.

Somehow, Draco had got me into the Slytherin common room and up to his dormitory without anyone seeing anything. Draco had a free period this morning so I skipped class to join him. Instead of working on the Vanishing Cabinet, we quickly formed our plan to get some of the Felix Felicis and now we lay together on Draco's bed with his hangings drawn.

We just laid together; his arms wrapped my waist and my head on his shoulder. I made sure that all my buttons on my school blouse were done up and that his hands were nowhere near my skirt. I was facing enough temptation as it was; being in his bed with his warm arms draped around me.

"Maybe you should have more Gryffindor-ness," I answered, deflecting his statement. The words 'love' and 'me' in the same sentence made me struggle not to squirm uneasily. So far, I had avoided thinking too hard about what Draco and I really were to each other so the word 'love' was not welcome.

"Why? Gryffindors are not so special."

I quirked an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

"Except for you! You are one special Gryffindor." I had to contain my laughter as Draco quickly backtracked. I never that I would see the day that Draco Malfoy would recant an insult.

"Oh sod off. Sounding whipped doesn't suit you."

I felt him grin against my lips as he pressed his lips to mine. I pulled back after a minute and nuzzled deeper into his arms. Once I was content, I raised my lips and started kissing a slow trail along his jaw. He hissed low in pleasure and I started to push myself up for better access to his lips when I heard the dormitory door open.

Draco's hands stilled on my hips and I froze with both my hands pressed against his chest and my hair flung wildly over one shoulder.

"Oi! Draco, are you in here?" asked a voice I instantly recognized as Blaise.

Draco looked away from me and towards the direction where the dormitory door would be. "Yeah. I'm kind if busy though Zabini."

"Do you have a girl in there?"

"So what if I do?"

The bed to our left groaned slightly and I guessed that Blaise sat down. I silently cursed Blaise and I promised myself I would hex him next chance I got.

"Is it Weasley?"

Draco cleared his throat. "Why would it be Weasley?!"

Blaise didn't answer him. "Oi, Weasley! Are you in there?"

"It's not Weasley," Draco ground out. "Why would it be?"

"Because you always talk about her," he scoffed. "It's like you can always somehow bring a conversation back to her; even if it's just mentioning her in passing."

I grinned slyly and looked down at Draco. He just rolled his eyes at me but I was elated. Could Draco be as crazy about me as I was about him?

"Listen Zabini! I have a girl in here that isn't Ginny so I would appreciate it if you would sod off and leave."

"Okay, okay. I can take a hint."

I heard rustling, steps on stone and then a door closing.

"Is he really gone?" I whispered as quiet as I could.

"Yeah, he wouldn't linger."

I gratefully slumped down. That had been a narrow escape.

"So can you really not stop talking about me?" I teased.

He rolled his eyes again. "Don't let it get to your head Weasley."

"So how am I supposed to leave if Blaise is out in the common room?"

"I got you in here without anyone noticing."

I rolled my eyes. "That's because no one was in the common room when you 'snuck' me in. Now Blaise is out there for sure and he's expecting you to leave with some girl."

Draco reached to the side and grabbed his wand. "We can do some transfiguration charms on you until you resemble someone else."

I blanched. "Are you kidding me!? I'm not trusting you to transfigure me! What if I'm stuck like however you make me look!?"

He sighed. "You have to have more trust in my magic abilities."

I sat up and crossed my arms like a sullen child. "Well I don't trust you to transfigure me."

"Then go ahead and let whoever is down there see that you were up here with me. We both know the kind of rumours that would spread."

"Fine," I muttered, slumping down. "Transfigure me. But you are going to fix my appearance as soon as we are in the clear!"

Draco smirked. "Black hair or blonde?"

"Now change me back," I demanded after Draco and I both made it out of the Slytherin common room without any problems.

Draco had obviously lied about who I was when Blaise stopped us from leaving. Draco had told Blaise I was a seventh year Slytherin named Rose and Blaise had believed him. After a quick chat between Draco and Blaise where I hung back awkwardly, Draco was able to pull me away from the common room.

"Don't you like you're black hair?" he teased.

I crossed my arms and fought the impulse to stamp my foot. "I may not have learned how to transfigure humans yet but I do know how to cast the Bat-Bogey Hex so you better fix my appearance now!"

With a smirk, Draco set to quick work until I looked like myself again. I even pulled a small mirror from my bag to check my face.

"Thank you," I said stiffly. He had enjoyed toying with me way too much. I was able to transfigure clothes though so I grabbed my tie and cloak and changed the green and silver colours back to their red and gold.

"Well you better run off to class. I'll see you tonight Weasley."

I only nodded and skipped upstairs. Classes were just letting out so I was able to join the crowd of students. I made for my Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom and spotted Adrian, Luna and Nicholas already waiting at the door.

"Hey Ginny," greeted Adrian. "Where's Evanna and Florence?"

I shrugged. "They must be lost in the crowd."

"Have Gryffindors stopped celebrating your Quidditch victory?" asked Nicholas.

I grinned and playfully punched him in the arm. "Nope. You know us Gryffindors…"

"We know what about Gryffindors?" asked Luna.

I bit back a laugh. "We just really like to party."

"You guys played a really good game," said Adrian. "I swear every single player on your team played the best I have ever seen."

I beamed. "Thank you."

"So even though you guys won, are you still sour about not being able to play Chaser?" asked Nicholas.

Nicholas, Adrian and I started in on an intense discussion about Quidditch while Luna smiled dreamingly at us and added in her two cents now and then. We were only interrupted when Snape flung open the doors and beckoned us all inside.

Adrian, Luna and Nicholas went to sit on the Ravenclaw side of the room while I went to sit in the back on the opposite side of the room.

I had just unpacked my parchment and textbook when Evanna and Florence sunk down in seats on either side of me.

"Where were you in Potions?" asked Florence.

"I skipped."

"Why?"

"Because I felt like it."

"But you never skip," said Evanna.

"I had another nightmare last night. I didn't get much sleep so after breakfast I went up for a nap," I said.

They both nodded but I know that they didn't believe me. I knew I was telling them more and more lies and they pretended to believe them but I knew that they knew I was lying. I couldn't think of anything to say to them that might appease my guilt or their worries so instead, I dipped my quill in ink and started taking notes as Snape started his lecture.

"Are you sure?" I asked for the last time.

Draco nodded. "You'll take too much time in the dormitory trying to pour some of the Felix Felicis into another bottle. You just take a quick sip and get out of there before you're caught. Once you've taken the potion, we'll go to the library and hopefully the potion will lead you to the book we need."

I nodded. "Okay, wish me luck."

I turned to leave when Draco grasped my wrist and pulled me back to face him. With a smirk, he dragged my lips up to meet his. It was a quick yet firm kiss that made my cheeks flame as he pulled back. "Good luck Weasley."

With my thoughts scattered, I dashed out from behind the tapestry, down the coridor and approached the Fat Lady.

She looked at me with beady eyes, like she knew that was running through my mind. "Password?"

"Tapeworm."

Like I expected, the common room was empty. I hastily crossed the room and climbed the stairs up to the sixth year boy's dormitory.

I was kind of messy but I didn't expect anything better from Ron, Harry or Dean. I lived with Ron all my life and Harry stays every summer so I knew they were some of the messiest people I knew. I also knew Dean was messy just by the one time I had to find a quill in his backpack.

I scanned the names on the trunks until I came to Harry's. I had snuck into Harry's trunk once before when I was eleven and searching for Tom Riddle's diary so I knew not to make a mess this time. I rummaged around his trunk—lifting every piece of clothing and pushing aside every piece of parchment—until I was ready to give up.

I was replacing some textbooks I had pulled out when my hand knocked against a balled sock that clinked when it hit the hard wall of the trunk. Smiling gleefully, I snatched up the sock and unrolled it. There, a little bottle filled with golden potion rolled onto my palm.

"Here goes," I murmured, uncorking the bottle and bringing it to my lips. I took four of the littlest drops I could before re-corking the bottle, rolling it back up and stowing it back in Harry's trunk.

I couldn't wipe the smile from my face as I trotted back downstairs and out of the portrait hole. I went back down the corridor and slipped behind the tapestry where Draco was waiting.

"Well," he said, taking hold of my shoulders. "Did you take it?"

I smiled and nodded.

"And how do you feel?"

"Excellent."

I couldn't describe the euphoric feeling that was coursing through my veins. I felt like I could do anything I wanted without fail. It was heady and intoxicating feeling.

"Okay, let's go to the library."

Instead, I grabbed Draco's tie and hauled his lips down to mine. I felt he was going to protest at first so I backed him up against the wall and pressed myself closer. I figured he couldn't fight my feminine charm as one of his arms snaked around my waist while the other got lost in my hair.

He pulled his lips from mine and I continued by making a trail of kissed down his neck.

"Ginny," he managed to ground out. "What are you doing? We'll get caught."

"No we won't" I murmured against his skin. I snaked my hands up under his shirt until my fingertips were skimming across his heated skin.

With a groan, he pulled my lips back up to his. I was in sensory overload; Draco's musky scent, his warm body, his hard lips and his smooth touch all created a strong and potent feeling of desire that no Cheering Charm could ever dispel.

It could have been seconds, minutes, months or years that we had been kissing but it was all too soon when Draco pulled back, his usually pale cheeks faintly flushed.

"We need to focus, Ginny. We need to go to the library," said Draco, fixing his shirt and tie.

When Draco told me to focus, I remembered why I had taken Felix Felicis in the first place. "Right, well I'm off to the Room of Requirement."

"Wha—, no! The library is where we need to go."

I shook my head. "The Room of Requirement is where we have to go."

He eyed my sceptically. "I don't believe you while you're on that potion."

"The potion is why I know where to go. If you don't believe me, believe Felix."

Draco sighed and followed me all the way up to the seventh floor. I knew we wouldn't encounter Peeves, Filch, Mrs Norris or anyone else because Felix Felicis was lighting my way.

I walked past the wall to the Room of Requirement three times and then led Draco through the door.

"The Room of Hidden Things?" questioned Draco, following me as I pranced down the alleys. "Hey, where are you going?"

"This way," I called, having a feeling that I had to take a right and then a left. I stopped in front of a large bookshelf covered in stains and with the bottom half of the shelves all smashed. There were five big books sitting on the highest shelf and I pointed them out to Draco. "Get those down."

Draco grumbled but levitated the stack down to me. Once I had a good hold on them, I turned and flounced back to the couch we usually sat on.

"Where are you going now!?" Draco yelled after me.

"Just follow me."

I perched on the couch, grabbed the topmost book whose title had been scratched off and started flipping through it.

"Can you please tell me what you're doing?" asked Draco, anger thinly veiled in his voice.

"I fancy reading these books. You should grab one and read with me."

When Draco eyed me like he wanted to smack me, I reminded him about Felix knowing what he was doing.

"Fine," he grumbled, snatching a book and mimicking me by flipping idly through it.

It was in the second last book in the stack that I found what we had been looking for. The book was a simple blue covered book with slanting writing on the cover, "Rare and Endangered Magical Objects of the 1800."

"I found it," I breathed, tracing the black and white picture of a Vanishing Cabinet.

"What?" asked Draco.

I grinned. "I found it, right here!"

Draco pressed against my side and read the spell over my shoulder. "Harmonia Nectere Passus."

I continued scanning the text. "It says here that harmonia is Latin for 'harmony', nectere is Latin for 'to connect' and passus is Latin for pass. Putting those together, the spell means 'To connect and pass in harmony' according to this book."

Before Draco could say anything, the door to the Room of Hidden Things opened and Astoria slipped in bearing two plates.

"Hey guys. I bring food."

"Never mind the food," said Draco hasitily, grabbing the plates from Astoria and setting them down on the table. "Ginny's figured it out!"

Astoria beamed. "She did! That's brilliant! Have you guys tried it out yet?"

"Not yet," I said, bringing the book over to Astoria. "We should do that before we celebrate too much."

"Will you do the honors Weasley," said Draco, smiling like I've never seen him smile.

I shook my head. "This is your mission. You do it."

"But you're the one on the lucky potion. It's bound to work for you."

Astoria turned to me. "How is it being on Felix Felicis?"

I smiled dreamingly. "It's intoxicating."

"Right, well back to the topic on hand," snapped Draco. "I think you, Ginny, should do the spell since you figured it out."

"Let's all do it together. After all, it'll probably just make the connection stronger."

Astoria and Draco agreed and we all whipped out our wands.

"What's the spell?" asked Astoria.

"Harmonia Nectere Passus."

"Okay, let's go."

We all pointed our wands at the Vanishing Cabinet and I concentrated on the spell more than I ever did during class. This was our last hope for Draco and I hoped that Felix Felicis was enough to save us.

"Harmonia Nectere Passus," we muttered in unison.

The Vanishing Cabinet seemed to glow a bright white from inside and then it faded as quickly as it flashed.

"Did it work?" asked Astoria.

"One way to find out," I said, striding forward. I opened the doors to Vanishing Cabinet and climbed inside.

"What are you doing?" asked Draco. "You know when we tried it with birds they all died!"

I smiled. "Close the doors. Felix knows what he's doing."

"Take this then, just in case it works and Borgin wonders who you are," said Draco, pressing the letter Borgin had got Snape to deliver to Draco into my hands.

Astoria gave me an encouraging smile as Draco backed away before closing the doors.

I was instantly shrouded in oppressive darkness and everything felt tipsy-turvey. One second I was sitting in the Vanishing Cabinet, the next it felt like I was floating. I could hear Draco and Astoria's voices from what seemed like one end of a long and dark tunnel but their voices were getting fainter as I floated along in the darkness. Pressure started to build in my head as I started to hear a voice I didn't know on the other side of the tunnel. I clawed in the darkness towards the new voices until I suddenly wasn't floating anymore. I was sitting on solid wood.

There was a male voice on the other side of the wood door and it sounded like he was talking to himself. I knew the Vanishing Cabinets could only be opened on the outside so I banged on the door until it flew open.

There, standing in front of me, was a stopped wizard with oily black hair and a pair of small glasses.

"Who are you!" he yelled.

I climbed down from the Vanishing Cabinet as dignified as I could. "Are you Borgin?"

"You answer me first! You're an intruder, you are!"

"I'm a friend of Draco Malfoy. Now, are you Borgin?" When he didn't answer, I showed him the letter. "There, does that help?"

The wheels in his brain seemed to be turning. "And what can I do for Mister Malfoy?"

"We were just testing the Vanishing Cabinet. It does seem to be repaired, doesn't it?"

Borgin looked impressed despite himself. "I never thought…how…how did he accomplish this?"

I smiled. "With just a little luck."

"I will alert the others, just as Mister Malfoy has commanded. Tell Mister Malfoy that a note will be delivered through the Vanishing Cabinets with important…details, very soon."

I shivered at his oily voice. I did not want to know what Borgin meant by 'alerting the others' so I climbed back into the Vanishing Cabinet. "Well, thank you. Now please close the doors so I may get back."

Borgin slammed the doors and I fought back across the darkness to the other Vanishing Cabinet. I knew I was almost there when I could hear Draco and Astoria talking about how I should be back by now.

I gratefully sunk back down into the Vanishing Cabinet and started hammering on the door. It swung open and I was greeted to Draco and Astoria's shining faces.

"It worked!" cheered Astoria, yanking me out of the cabinet.

"What happened?" asked Draco.

"What was it like?" asked Astoria.

"It's like floating in empty space," I mused. "I could hear voices on either side and I kind of clawed my way through the emptiness until I was in Borgin and Burkes."

"Did Borgin say anything?" asked Draco.

"He said he'd alert the others and a letter will be delivered to you very soon with important details."

Draco nodded. "That's excellent."

"I'm so glad you didn't die like those birds," said Astoria, pulling me into a quick hug.

"Same. I reckon I wouldn't look as lovely as I do now dead," I remarked. "Luckily Felix showed us that the solution was right under our noses the entire time."

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