I TOLD you there would be another update! :)

Although this one isn't really a fat chapter...more like a regular chapter that went on a diet...hmm...

MORE SOON

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Draco paced in his room. I can't believe I lost my temper at her, he thought running a hand through his hair. I never lose control like that.

He stopped at his window and looked out over Hogwarts grounds. I need her to help me not to hate me…

Draco knew that he had made progress with the girl trusting him and was glad of it, purely for the result that she was helping him with his schoolwork. Or at least that's what he told himself.

He had later hoped that Ginny would eventually help him with his talking…problems, but now he wasn't so sure.

I have to talk to her, he thought again. I have to apologize. Something deep inside his mind wondered if it was because he just wanted someone to talk to. He shook the thought away.

Opening his door, Draco looked across the wing to a sleeping Ginny. He watched how her hair fanned out beside her, small pieces by her mouth moving with the rhythm of her breath… He was relieved to see that some color was slowly brushing back onto her cheeks, a light kiss of pink that he himself wanted to kiss away…

Draco gripped the door frame for support. I am just fascinated with her because she rescued me. Yes, that it, it's only because she save my life and I must have some sort of residual fascination with her.

He turned and walked back into his room. Slamming the door he thought that it wouldn't make sense for him to wake her up now, she needed her rest. He would check back in on her later. Or maybe in five minutes…

Across the room Ginny wasn't resting. She was frowning.

She had watched, through slit eyes, Draco watching her. Strange, she thought. What's he playing at?

Still…that look on his face again…

It was nothing, Ginny told herself firmly. She concentrated instead on sitting up and reaching over for the food Madame Pomfrey had left her. It seems as if this year I am constantly in the hospital.

It was then that the memories of why she was there hit her. Curling over onto her side she hugged herself in remembered fear and pain, choking as she tried to keep her tears quiet.

Why wasn't I able to counter the curse fast enough? She asked herself miserably. Echoing the words of her mother earlier that summer Ginny thought; I can't do anything right. Just like what Dr-Malfoy said…I thought I was a competent witch too.

As she thought about him, the despair in her heart lessened, and Ginny felt herself relaxing. Confused she wanted to get out of bed. Sitting up and whipping off the covers Ginny revealed her naked body and the enormous bruise that now occupied most of her skin. Looking down at her torso openmouthed with shock, Ginny forgot all about a blonde student and the despair settled back in.

What happened to me? She wiped her eyes, trying desperately to control herself. I don't understand, why would she do this to me?

Ginny slowly brought her arm up and gently alighted one of her fingers in the center of the bruise. Pressing down lightly, Ginny was met with a shooting pain that throbbed on long after her finger was retracted.

Someone gasped.

Ginny jerked her head up and her stomach almost heaved with pain and surprise.

Draco Malfoy was staring at her.

Her brain wasn't working properly, but somewhere in the back it told her that she wasn't wearing any clothes.

"Get out!" Ginny shrieked, disregarding the fact that someone might hear her. "What the fuck are you doing? GET OUT!" She grabbed for the covers as Madame Pomfrey came running.

"Good Merlin, what is it dear?" Madame Pomfrey already had a bottle of calming solution in her hands and was busy trying to force Ginny to lie back down without hurting her and pouring the syrup onto a spoon at the same time. "Merlin child, stay still!" the school healer commanded.

Forcing the spoon of the dark liquid down Ginny's throat, Madame Pomfrey then pushed on Ginny's shoulders and the girl finally relented and settled back down onto her pillows.

She hadn't seen Draco shut his door in quiet shame.

Ginny woke up later that night after the calming solution had worn off and felt miserable. Her entire body ached and she was shivering even with the cotton shift Madame Pomfrey had given her. On top of all that she was pretty sure Draco Malfoy had seen her naked.

Ginny almost threw up.

She hated her body as it was, and now with this huge bruise covering most of it, she knew for a fact that it was ugly. To think that someone had seen it…Ginny closed her eyes and hoped that the embarrassment would eventually subside.

It didn't.

All she kept thinking about was a pair of stone grey eyes looking at her from across the room. It was unnerving, but at the same time…oddly comforting.

No, not that, it couldn't be… Ginny thought rapidly, desperately searching her mind for another reason, for something else that would be the cause of those moments.

But there wasn't.

Ginny ground her teeth. How else could she explain the feelings of calm when she should have been freaking out? Burying her head in her hands she felt her cheeks get warm. Blushing when no one's even around to see it, great Ginny, the girl thought wryly.

But there was no getting around it: She felt better when Draco was around.

"Fuck," Ginny said out loud.

"Now, Ginny," a voice said to the side of Ginny's bed. "Watch your language."

Ginny looked into a pair of dark eyes and growled. "What the fuck are you doing here, Nora?"

Nora shook her head. "Now what did I say about your language?" The girl tried to laugh.

"I said; what are you doing here?" Ginny repeated, scared in spite of herself, but she stuck out her chin anyway. Her stomach throbbed.

"I wanted to check on you and-"

"Save the bullshit for someone else, Nora." Ginny watched the girl warily from her bed.

Nora moved to the foot of Ginny's bed. "Ginny, I'm sorry, alright? What do you want me to say?"

"For starters you can call me Weasley. Only my friends call me Ginny."

Nora rolled her eyes. "Oh that's ridiculous. Are you really going to be that way?"

Ginny shrugged. "I don't know, are you still going to attack me?"

"I had to, Ginny! You heard what he was going to do us if we didn't try." Nora's voice had a whine to it and it reminded Ginny of a three year old.

"It's Weasley, Moreno. Get it through your thick skull." Ginny's arms were crossed. "And you could have thought of something else to do to me, or you could have lessened the intensity, you idiot. Where's your Gryffindor bravery?"

At that moment, Ginny saw a shadow pass over the other girl's face. "I guess I don't have it anymore," Nora said quietly.

"Guess not," Ginny said. "So why don't you leave now and stop pretending to be my friend because we all know that if you had really wanted to see if I was alright, you would have come a lot sooner."

Nora looked shamefully down at her shoes. "He made me do it," she whispered. "I had to."

"No, Moreno, you really didn't. Please leave now, you're making me sick." Ginny said with finality. She watched, triumphant, as Nora turned to leave.

The door across from Ginny's bed opened again and her happiness she had felt at telling Nora off evaporated. "No," Ginny whispered. "Don't come out now."

She watched almost in slow-motion as Nora turned to see what had caused Ginny to whisper and the girl's eyes widened with fire when she saw Draco opening the door.

When he saw that Nora was looking at him, he quickly shut his door but Ginny knew that the damage was done. "Nora, I—you didn't see anything, right?"

Nora took a long time to turn around. When she finally did, Ginny saw that the fire was contained but her eyes had sparks behind them. "Its Moreno now, remember?" The girl gave Ginny a nasty smile, then turned and left.

THAT was in response to everyone hating Nora, including me. lololol wow she's ALMOST as bad as Harry (vomits)