Oh-MY-GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDD

I couldn't have expressed it better than that, on the feeling that I am feeling right now.

I am currently back in my dorm and sitting on my bed, with some cake that Lavender left over for me.

My little expedition over at the dungeons is a total, complete disaster.

Just like how Hermione tries to fly.

Disaster!

I don't know if I am able to write down the things just happened. So I will slowly retrace my steps… while wondering about how stupid I am.

There was no one in the common room. So I snuck out of my hiding place and came to the stairs.

I chose the left, assuming that the boy's dorm is usually the left.

Which, I was correct.

Then it took me 3 tries to find Malfoy's chambers. Because I took a long time examine the initial that was carved on each suitcase under each bed.

So I found Malfoy's chambers. I immediately begin to search for the letter. To my surprise, he didn't bother to hide it very well. There was a stack of letters on his bed, and I begin to rummage through them.

I skimmed over each one, some are from his girlfriend. Some are from his parents. I looked over the ones that are from his parents, and saw nothing of significance. I quickly read each letter, wondering if I should be worried about him after all, that's when the door in front of me opened.

My heart almost jumped out of my mouth.

I immediately pull out my wand, and pointed it at the person.

It was too late.

I didn't get curse, of course.

But what's worse is that, it was Grabbe.

And he yelled, "Weasly! What are you doing in Draco's bed?"

That sentence, if taken out of context, is probably going to be very misunderstanding.

To my horror, soon a crowd gathered around Malfoy's chambers, they are all whispering and looking at me, and they won't let me get out.

And to further my horrors, Snape came in.

It was about… the most humiliating thing that happened to me… that month.

"Miss Weasly." He pronounced my name in monotone and in a very dry and long voice. He dragged each syllable as long as he could, as it toying with my horror.

"Sir, I am very…"

"Weasly." He cut me off. "I suppose… you have a legitimate reason of being here?"

I coughed.

"Unless you are currently seeing a member of Slytherin, I don't think you belong here."

The thought of that alone made me sick.

"Are you, or are you not, engaged in a relationship with… Miiiister. Malfoyyy?" Snape asked, dragging out the last two words.

"Uh…"I could only say.

"Grabbe, please escort Miss Weasly out."

Grabbe grabbed me by my arm and almost literally tossed me out of the Slytherin door.

As soon as the door closed behind me, I heard him yell, "Draco's sleeping with Weasly!"

I think I will puke.

And now the whole school knows about this.

Despite the fact that I am very defensive about it, two facts remain true.

1, I snuck in to Slytherin, and

2, I was found on Malfoy's bed.

I want to bang my head against a wall and just die…

How could I deal with this? Lavender constantly asked me about whether or not Draco is a good kisser.

For heaven's sake!

And not to mention, Ron just came in, and we argued back and forth for the full 15 minutes, until I saw Harry leaning on the door frame, looking at us with amusement.

I immediately blushed like a tomato.

Harry and Ron are not very friendly at the moment. As soon as Ron saw Harry, Harry turned around and left the room.

"I am not sleeping with Malfoy." I explained for the hundredth time.

This time, it is to Professor McGonagall.

"Miss Weasly." She said with a stern voice. "Don't you think you are much too young to be engaging in activities such as this?"

I want to die.

She then launched in to a full and hourly long conversation about the danger of sex and trespassing other house's property…

Just let me dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee …..

When I walked back from McGonagall, several people came up to me and disapproved of my taste in men. It is particularly painful when Pantsy came up to me and said, "Draco is mine."

"You can have him." I said.

"You little whore; you always have to steal someone else's boyfriend right?"

"As long as it amuses me." I said with even more coldness in my tone.

And the most embarrassing moment of all—

"I didn't know Weasly fancies me. Did you find anything interesting on my bed? Too bad you came at the wrong time, or else you'd really find something interesting." Malfoy said, clearly amused.

I bit my lips so I wouldn't cry.

"Leave her alone." Hermione said crossly.

Then she turned to me and whispered, "Ginny, why are you on his bed?"

I looked at her, while thinking, if I could, I would be a house elf and forever live underground and never to be seen by anyone alive again.

"It was all a misunderstanding." Then I told her about the letter.

"Did you see anything important?"

"Not that I noticed. Nothing out of the ordinary, but there are some thing about a mission and stuff…"

"What?"

"I distinctively remember that his mother wrote, 'do not worry yourself or having to prove yourself worthy. Just be safe.'"

Hermione went to deep thoughts after this.

Which left me here, with my own thoughts and diary.

I suppose, in time rumours will die down. But I know this; I will never be able to look at either Malfoy or Harry straight in the face again.

A/N: i reaaaaaaaaallllllly will try not to move to the Draco Ginny direction. when i read the book watch the movies my heart is 100% potter and Ginny unfortunately i hung around in for too long and its becoming increasingly obvious that Draco rules here.

perhaps i'll start another fanfic just for fun.