Well, after a month of reading, yall finally have the ending. Hopefull it's not disappointing heh. I wanted a kiss, and I had to do the chocolates of course. I just want to thank everyone who has read and/or reviewed this story. You really helped me find the incentitive to start writing again. Yall are awesome! :) 36 reviews, wow. I'm so thankful that people actually enjoy my simple little story. And to think, I almost never even published this lol. Once again, I can never say enough thanks!

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Malfoy stumbled back and whipped his head around, ready to suitably punish the person who dared jerk him anywhere. "Weasley?" He gasped, glaring at her as he saw her answering grin. "Who were you expecting? Pansy here to drag you off for a snogging lesson?" Ginny asked innocently, her lips curling upwards in wicked amusement.

Malfoy snorted, crossing his lean arms and casually leaning back against the wall that he now recognized as the same alcove that Ginny had jerked him into so that Potter and his sidekick wouldn't see them so long ago.

"Alright, I want my truffles now," he stated flatly, his silver eyes narrowing at her in the darkness. The Gryffindor smiled somewhat sadly and looked at the ground. "Fine. I'll just go get them then," she replied softly, the sparkle in her eyes dimming slightly. Malfoy watched in thoughtful silence as she spun around and started walking towards the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

What was with her attitude? Why had she gone from happy to sad so fast? What was there for her to be sad about anyway? Maybe she just doesn't want to let go of those chocolates, Malfoy reasoned to himself somewhat uneasily. Why he even cared about how she was feeling, he did not know and honestly did not want to know. Of course, it absolutely could not have anything to do with his galloping heart, sweaty palms, and fluttery stomach when she was near.

Surely it was mere coincidence that every time she left, he felt such disappointment and had to forcibly stop himself from following after her like a lost puppy. It was most likely just his eagerness to get the chocolates. Or, perhaps even his anxiousness about the upcoming N.E.W.T.s tests.

The fact that he had completely forgotten about everything not pertaining to Ginevra Weasley, including the N.E.W.T.s, did not matter. What he was feeling simply could not be what the little voice inside his head was trying to convince him of. Hmph. Imagine, me having a crush on the Weaselette, Malfoy thought to himself with a scornful snort.

It's more than a little crush, and you know it. You have true feelings for Ginny, but you're just too stubborn to admit it.

That's ridiculous! Simply ridiculous! I am a proud Malfoy and she is nothing more than a blood-traitor. There is no possible future where we could ever be more than distant classmates, and certainly not what you are implying.

Stop making excuses and accept the fact that you do, in fact, care about her. If you felt only hatred and scorn towards her, then why did you automatically protect her from the troll?

I have no idea what you are talking about! I just didn't want her to start screaming and alert everything within hearing range that we were there. That's all! I didn't do it out of concern for her safety.

Oh, really? You stepped between her and the troll even though you were terrified out of your mind. If you didn't care about her, then why would you protect her? Why do your palms sweat each time she comes in the room? Why does her approval matter more to you than anything else ever has? Why does the mere thought of her with another man make your stomach churn and your blood boil? Hmm?

I. . . .do not know.

Before he had a chance to fully examine what this meant, footsteps echoed down the hall and he spun around in surprise. A few seconds later, Ginny came striding down the hallway, a strangely determined glint in her big brown eyes. In her hands was the coveted box of chocolates that he had craved only moments ago, but now had no appetite for.

Ginny saw an almost bemused expression flit across his face before he forced his lips into a confident smirk. "Took you long enough Weasley," he drawled, his eyes flickered towards the chocolates and back towards her face. The red-haired teenager shrugged lightly, clearly not daunted by his words.

"Sorry Draco, dear. But, I've spent enough time around you that I've become immune to your ever delightful words," she remarked cheerfully, a sugary sweet grin lighting up her beautiful features. Sparkling brown eyes met his stormy grey ones in an unspoken challenge. Malfoy gritted his teeth together, determined not to let her affect his decision to go back to being cold and distant acquaintances.

"Look, Weasley-"he started brusquely, desperately wanting to get it over with so that he could grab the chocolates and leave before the full impact of his words hit her. Even though his heart was nearly frozen, for some reason he couldn't stand to see the pain he was about to cause her.

Without warning, Ginny surged forward suddenly, her hands reaching up to grab his robe. The box of chocolates dropped to the stone floor, completely forgotten. Jerking him towards her, she smashed her lips against his, effectively cutting off his words. Malfoy remained frozen for all of two seconds before he succumbed to her and started kissing her back.

All thoughts fled from his mind at that point. All that mattered was that Draco was kissing Ginny. No Malfoy, no Weasley. Just Draco and Ginny. Her soft lips curled upwards into a triumphant smile before pressing against his again, more gently than before.

A few moments later, Malfoy reluctantly broke away from her. Ginny's hand fell limply to her sides, an amazed expression on her face. "Um, wow," she whispered, one hand reach up to touch her tingling lips. Malfoy suddenly threw his head back and started laughing, having to lean back against the wall to support himself.

"A little different from snogging Potter, isn't it?" he asked, grinning at her in smug satisfaction. Ginny nodded mutely, slowly walking over to lean against the wall beside him. They stood there in comfortable silence for a few moments, each deep within their own thoughts. Malfoy absently licked his lips, frowning at the foreign taste that greeted him. After thinking it over, he suddenly realized what it was. "Hey! You've been eating my chocolates!"

Ginny grinned as she grasped his chin and turned it towards her. "Shut up and kiss me again, Malfoy," she demanded softly, her heart swelling to twice its size. It may be a little cliché, but I think I'm in love, she thought to herself dreamily as Malfoy leaned down to claim her lips again.

Later that night. . . .

Hermonie glanced up from the couch where she was reading her new book at the sound of the portrait swinging open. Ginny stepped through with a strangely distant expression on her face. Hermonie smiled as she saw her friend reach up to touch her lips with a wistful sigh. She knew exactly what that meant because it had happened to her before.

Ginevra Weasley was in love. And Hermonie knew just who the lucky man was. He might be a snake, but if Ginny likes him, then he must have a heart of gold. Or maybe he's just a good kisser," Hermonie thought with a secret grin as she saw Ginny float up the stairs to the girl's dorms, not even noticing that she had an observer.

Nah, she's in love. Not even the best kisser would send Ginny into her own world like this. Not even Harry had done it, for that matter. She must really like him to be acting like this. The sound of a page turning echoed through the small room, nearly lost in the popping and crackling of the blazing fire.

Ron is not going to like this. But, then again, if she waits for his approval, she'll be fifty by the time she finally starts going steady with him. . . .

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