Ginny felt like she was going insane! She couldn't even begin to understand the torrent of emotions going on inside of her. She wanted to run out of the house right then to stay away from Ron and not have to talk to him about what he had walked in on. She also wanted to get as far away from Harry as possible.

She didn't want to have to face him after that. She had wanted that kiss for years, and she had finally let go of him! Finally she had left him behind and accepted that they would never happen, that he would never think of her as more than his best friends little sister, and his own. That kiss wasn't very brotherly though, and part of her was so happy about that fact.

That part of her without control or reason wanted to run back upstairs and back into his arms and finish a kiss that hadn't been passionate enough for her in the deepest parts of her desires. And that was the part that scared her the most. She was actually considering the fact that he might like her. And she couldn't do that! She had spent too many years talking herself out of those fantasies to have it all crumble down around one kiss that could be explained away by simple teenage hormones. But in the back of her mind she knew the truth; those fantasies had never gone away. Not completely at least. She had talked herself into pretending she didn't like him anymore so much that her mind actually started to believe the lie. But she had never given up hope; she had always wanted him to respond to her in a lover's way.

That kiss had sparked so many feelings that she had thought were dormant inside of her, and brought many ideas to her mind. It's not like she had never daydreamed about stuff like that, or even going further. She was willing to admit that her fantasies some times included sex…. or at least, as much of sex as she could imagine in her current condition. But now she actually wanted to live out some of her fantasies… with Harry.

She couldn't make sense of her own mind. She wanted to be with Harry, but she wanted more than just a passing fling, and in her heart she couldn't force anything else on him. He had so many things weighing down on him right now, she couldn't add to his burden. Part of her was also giving in to that annoying insecure voice in her head saying that he could never feel that way about her.

She had to calm down and stop thinking about that kiss is what she needed to do. But that was just it, she couldn't, it was too brief, too soft, too undemanding, too….. simple and caring.

That was the other thing that scared the hell out of her. It had been simple; she had kissed boys before, more than anyone knew about, and those had been more than simple. So why did she feel this way now, when she hadn't any other time? But deep down she knew the answer to that question, she was in love with him. She had never been in love before and had therefore always denied that she could be in love with him because she didn't understand what love was. She was now confronted with the truth however, and she couldn't deny it anymore.

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Hermione was lying with her back pulled up against Draco's front. His arm was thrown over the top of her holding her close. She was amazed by what had happened tonight. She had slept with Draco Malfoy. She had slept with the boy who had done everything in his power to hurt her friends and herself, the boy who had called her names and insulted her friend's family, yet, she was blissfully happy, because he was the boy she loved. Part of her knew that this feeling wouldn't last. That she would have to explain and that day would bring her splendor to an end, but that day wasn't tonight, it wasn't right now. She would savor this moment and think of it in the coming weeks when she became saddened by the pretense they had to keep up. She would think of the tender look in Draco's eye when he had looked at her after they made love and she would hold it close.

She had to stop. She was beginning to sound like their relationship would be over come morning. The truth was, however, that it would in a way. They would no longer have the school to themselves to meet in a deserted place and talk or kiss whenever they felt like it. They would have to hide, and that thought tore her apart. She didn't want to have to hide from other people. But she knew they had to, she knew that if they didn't something terrible could happen. The people attending Hogwarts weren't always the most accepting, and it couldn't get back to Lucius Malfoy. He would disown his son with out a thought, and she couldn't do that to Draco.

So for now, she would content herself with whatever they could manage. When morning came everything would change, but for now, this night was theirs. They were together and that was what mattered. She snuggled closer to the boy holding her so tenderly and closed her eyes, willing reality to disappear again, even if just for a few hours.

Draco woke up to Hermione wriggling against him and had to stop himself from moaning. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes waiting for her to stop her innocent torture.

He could only take it for so long, however, before he had to stop her. He spread his hand out on her stomach, just below her belly button and held her firmly against him. He heard her gasp of surprise and let out a whimper of his own to mingle with it.

This girl could drive him insane and not even know it. She turned in his arms and layed on her back so that she could look up at him.

"I didn't realize you were awake." Hermione said

"I wasn't."

"Oh, I'm sorry I woke you up."

"Not as sorry as I am." He said under his breath.

He had hurt her feelings and could hear it in her voice when she said "Oh, well, I'm sorry then. I guess I'll just go."

She got up to get dressed. She couldn't believe what he had said. He hadn't wanted to wake up next to her. He cared more about his rest than he cared about her!

She was picking up her clothes when she was pulled roughly back up against his naked chest. She shivered involuntarily.

"I didn't mean too hurt your feelings." He started but she interrupted him before he could finish. "Oh! You didn't. I was just about to get up anyway, I shouldn't waste anymore time dilly dallying. I need to get back up to my room"

"The hell you do!" He said as he turned her around to face him. "You little miss smarty pants need to learn to listen and pay closer attention to your surroundings. Had you done that you would have noticed before any of this started what your wriggling around over there was doing to me. And secondly, if you had let me finish I was about to say, that I am only sorry that I'm awake because of how very aware I am of you when I'm awake, and I shouldn't be."

She looked at him a little embarrassed, she could now see the very obvious signs of his arousal and she had jumped to conclusions. "I'm sorry I guess I just…. Wait a second, why shouldn't you be?" She asked, her anger flaring.

"Oh baby, you really are an innocent aren't you." He said as he leaned his forehead against hers. "I want you so bad right now. All I want to do is throw you on this bed and drive us both out of our minds, but I can't. not tonight."

"Why not?"

"This was your first time, it would hurt you too bad. I don't want to do that to you."

"Oh, well, what if I wanted you to do that to me?"

"What?!" His head came up faster than anything she had ever seen. He just stared at her.

She decided she needed to take control of this situation, which was awkward since she didn't really know what she was supposed to do. "What if I wanted you to touch me?"

"Hermione" his voice was very faint.

"What if I asked you to touch me here?" She picked up one of his hands and placed it on her breast. The sensation of his rough skin against such a sensitive place made her bite her lip and whimper. "Or," her voice was getting husky with arousal, "what if I wanted you to touch me… here?" She led his other hand to her most intimate part.

"Hermione" his voice was raspy with the restraint that was wearing thin.

"Draco." She said in what she hoped was a very alluring voice.

"It will hurt Hermione, we can't"

"Well seeing as it's me that will be hurt; I think I should have the last word. And I do want the last word Draco. And I want you. I want to feel you inside of me. Feel your hands, and your tongue on my body. Please Draco."

"Hermione, are you sure about this? You aren't going to regret it are you? Because if I start this I don't know if I'll be able to stop."

"Well, what if I wanted to touch you…" she trailed her hand along his arm over his shoulder and down his chest. She paused on his nipple and drew circles around both, then moved her fingers downward until she was touching him just below his stomach. "Here?" and with that she took him in her hands and his breathe, which had been held since she began her gentle torment came out on a moan.

"So what would you say?" She asked, starting to become bored with her game, wanting more.

"I would say, yes. I would be more than happy to do that." He said as he slid two fingers into her core.

Her head rolled backwards and she leaned into his hand, letting him plunder her with his fingers, while she kept up her slow assault on him.

He loved watching her right now. As he gave her the pleasure she had asked him for, and as she gave him pleasure that he couldn't refuse. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever known and the look on her face right now was one that turned him on to the point of exploding.

"Stop Hermione" he told her when he was dangerously close to orgasm.

"What?" her head came up and she looked him in the eye. When she saw the effect she was having on him she couldn't help but ask, "Stop what Draco? This?" She ran her palm over the length of him and back again.

He shuddered and tried to stay her hand. "Hermione, don't do that, I'm going to -"

"What?" She asked as she did it again. She pulled his lips to hers and kissed him as she continued to pleasure him. He resisted the distraction at first but finally gave in. She drove her tongue inside in a bold move that turned him on even more. She continued to pleasure him as he continued to make love to her with his hand. He wanted her to be as insane as he was. He wanted to drive all these teasing games out of her mind.

"Hermione!" he called to her as he pulled away and heightened the pace of his hand as she drew him closer to completion. He stared at her face as her pleasure grew.

She looked up to see him watching her. He was driving her crazy and she could feel the pressure building up inside of her. "Draco, please!"

He knew what she was asking and he gave it too her willingly.

They came together staring into each other's eyes. It was one of the most incredible things Hermione had ever experienced.

He stood up from his kneeling position on the bed and laid her down on the soft mattress. He couldn't believe that he really had her. He kept expecting to wake up and find out it had all been one insanely perfect dream. He didn't want to wake up though, and if this was a dream, then he was going to enjoy as much of it as he could.

"Hermione," he stopped, she was looking up at him so lovingly. It wasn't real, but he wanted it to be. He didn't understand it, they were only sixteen yet he wanted her to care about him, to love him. He couldn't say anything else; he leaned down and kissed her. Nothing demanding, just a simple brush of his mouth on hers, but it spoke more than the loudest scream.

"Draco?" The strangest look had come over his face, it was as if he were trying to savor this moment as much as she was. God she hope so, she didn't know what she would do if he were to walk out of her life without a backward glance, if he didn't even try to see her after school resumed. She needed him now. "Draco, please. Make love to me."

"As you wish" he said as a mischievous grin appeared on his face.

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The Weasley household was in an uproar. There was clothing everywhere that had yet to be packed as well as schoolbooks. It took two hours before they were ready to leave and once they were on the road they had to go back because Ginny forgot her hairbrush.

Ginny had gone out of her way to avoid Harry, not that he had done much better. They were both feeling a bit awkward over what had happened. Ginny didn't want to get into it right now, either. She was confused enough with what was in her own mind, she didn't need to add what was on his to it.

Harry was feeling quite the same way. He wasn't sure what had happened in the room with the whole kiss thing, but whatever it was couldn't happen again, at least not now. He respected Ginny and Ron too much to start something there that he knew he couldn't finish. There was too much at stake. New reports of Voldemort and his supporters were being heard every day, and things were starting to get more urgent. He had too many people counting on him right now, Ginny included. He couldn't risk it all just for a girl, even if he really wanted to.

What did he want? That was the question that was really getting to him. He knew that if he were to do something with Ginny that it would have to be more than just a fling, but did he want to do something with Ginny? He had always seen her as Ron's little sister. She had honestly never registered in his mind as a girl, until recently.

It was times like these that he really missed Sirius, he had always been able to make his worries seem to go away. He had been trying very hard not to think about that, about how much easier this would all be with Sirius at his side. How different his death made the outcome of this new war. He had succeeded too. So why did Ginny, a girl who was on his side in this thing make him long for Sirius' advice more than Voldemort himself?

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Ron was very excited about getting back to school. He had decided that he was finally going to tell Hermione how he felt about her. He knew he had told Ginny that he would wait, but he needed to get it out, he had the nerve and he needed to tell her. He might not say anything the second he got back, but within the first week, definitely.

He had to tell her, and she might even thank him. She might need someone to lean on and he could be that person. Yes, he had to tell her. He would tell her before the month was out!

It was imperative! He really liked her, and she had a right to hear about those feelings from him! It was only fair! She had to know, and he would tell her, sometime, before the end of the year.

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Draco woke up with the most contented feeling in his chest. He could get used to this, waking up beside this girl. Wait! Where the hell were his thoughts going?! He knew that he had feeling for her, but still, he was only sixteen, he couldn't start feeling like he was ready to settle down for the rest of his life! And he definitely could not start thinking of that with this girl. He had know right to even dream of something like that.

He had nothing to offer her, just a legacy of evil and a threat of death. His father would kill her if he found out that he was falling for her. He was such a great guy, always had been, he would kill her and probably leave Draco alive just to torture him with her death on his conscience. He didn't want that. She deserved so much more than him. He really was nothing compared to her.

He still found it unbelievable that she actually wanted to be with him. That she was willing to care about him, after everything he had done to her. Someday she was going to come to her senses and realize what a mistake she was making, but for now he would just hold her close to him and savor the feel of her body pressed against his. Moments like this were going to be practically non-existent soon. They couldn't just sleep like this without people finding them. They would have to rely on snatched moments and secret kisses in the coming months.

He should get up and get ready for the coming day, but he didn't want to wake her. He wanted to stay in this dream with her for as long as he could. He pulled her tighter against his chest and laid his head back down and closed his eyes. Savoring the warmth she brought to his frozen heart.

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woh! sorry for the long pause. I met people and school got very hectic. but i have been inspired by one of my friends to keep going. so hopefully she will stay on my ass to give her more chapters and i will post faster. i have most of it thought out already, it's just going to take some doing to add stuff in to draw everything out. bleh! ok, well, R&R! thank you! love you! posting again soon! bye!