Setting: Hogwarts during Draco's seventh year and Ginny's sixth.
Ginny sat quietly in the corner of the library doing Potions homework. Definitely not her favorite subject but the work still had to get done. Ginny gave a great sigh and flipped through the pages of her Potions book trying to find the answer to question number thirteen. Thirteen, the last question and she would have her weekend completely free. Ginerva finished question number thirteen, rolled up her scroll, set her quill and ink bottle in her bag, shut her book and was on her way to the door of the library when she heard a shuffling noise then a bang. She turned around to meet the gaze of Draco Malfoy. A girl had him pressed up against the wall. As the girl kissed up and down his neck, he watched the littlest weasel. Ginny felt that she should be appalled but all that she could feel was turned on by action. Draco held Ginerva's gaze there for what seemed forever. He watched as Ginny's eyes turned from a dark brown to a light, airy brown. She finally mustered up the courage to turn around and leave the library, but not without taking one final look back and Malfoy and the girl.