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A/N: Here we go people. So, in case you've forgotten and are too lazy to find out what happened in the last chapter, allow me to refresh your memory. I'll give you the highlight of the chapter. Ladies and gentlemen…(pause for dramatic effect) we now have a couple! But…(gasps from the audience) what happens when our couple goes public? (crazy music…dun- dun- dun!) Enjoy! P.S. thanks to everyone that reviewed. I appreciate it. Muchas gracias.

This chapter contains many violent features that should not be read by those under 17… Just kidding. But really, read at your own risk, as this features contents of possible rape and maybe some DG action if you're lucky.

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Chapter 4

The next few weeks passed by quickly for both Ginny and Draco. They saw each other for a couple of hours each night after dinner. Most nights were spent talking, much to Draco's dismay, as he would rather be entertained by the hellcat he met on their first night together. Ginny however was not willing to do him any favors until he proved himself worthy. Well, that and she liked to watch him squirm.

"Come on Gin. We've been going at his for weeks now." He pleaded. 'If only she knew what power she holds over me. I'm pleading here! No, Malfoys do not plead!' he thought indignantly with a pout on his face. He was awoken from his reverie when Ginny started giggling. "What's so funny?" he cried.

As soon as she could breathe properly, she replied, "You are!" before she burst out laughing once again. "The look on your face was priceless! It was so cute."

"It was not." He said pouting even more than before. "Malfoys are not cute." He stated sternly.

"You're right. They're not cute…They're adorable."

"That's it. Take it back!" he cried fully annoyed with her.

"Or you'll do what?" she challenged.

"I have my…ways of making you talk." He whispered in her ear. "I could even make you scream." She hitched a breath as he began to place a trail of kisses along the nape of her neck. Lust was quickly clouding her mind, so she pushed him away before he could take it any further.

"Draco, we need to stop."

"Why? You weren't complaining a minute ago." He said while trying to continue what he had started moments ago, only to have Ginny push him away again. "What is it now Gin? I don't know what else to do. Tell me what you want."

"I told you when we started this that I wasn't going to give you everything you wanted. That you were going to have to prove yourself to me."

"And I haven't done that? Is that what you're saying? I spend time with you everyday. We talk, I shower you with affection. I even stopped taunting your little griffindor friend, and you say that I haven't been making the effort? What else do you want me to do, because 'proving myself to you' isn't explaining much!"

"I want to know that I'm not this month's new play thing! I want to know that if I keep giving myself to you you're not going to get bored and toss me aside like the others! I'm not asking you to say that you love me, or a marriage proposal; I just want some kind of sign from you that says 'this,'" she motioned to the two of them. "Means something to you!" she cried before storming out of his dorm, leaving a speechless Malfoy sitting on the edge of his bed.

He sat there going over what had just happened in his mind. He thought about the things that he did, and about what she had said to him; yet he still couldn't figure out what the problem was. Lucky for him, Blaise walked in at that very moment. He would know what to do… hopefully.

"What happened now? I swear I leave you two alone for two minutes and… what happened mate? You look like hell."

"Thanks." He drawled sarcastically. "And to answer your question, I don't know what happened. One minute we were fine. I thought she had finally gotten over that whole 'abstinence' thing. Then she turns on me saying that I'll grow bored of her and toss her away."

"She really said that?" he asked. Draco merely nodded. While I don't blame her for saying that, I don't see why she would say it now."

"What do you mean you don't blame her for saying that!" Draco cried in outrage that his friend would say such a thing.

"Think about it Draco. You don't exactly have the best reputation when it comes to relationships."

After thinking about it, Draco decided that Blaise had a point. "I guess you're right. But things are different with her Blaise. I mean, I was still drawn to her when I didn't know it was her. I can't really explain it. Maybe it came from the dreams."

"Why don't you tell her that you oaf! Maybe then you wouldn't be having … problems with each other." He stated with a smirk. "And now that I have once again solved your problems, before you go find Ginevra, I have a problem of my own."

"Very well, what's the problem?"

"I've decided to make my move on a different Griffindor."

"That's wonderful for you, but why do you need my help?" he asked, clearly disinterested in Blaise's interactions with the Oaf of Griffindor.

"Well I figured that you could give me some pointers. Solely based on the fact that you have ensnared the attention of a Griffindor yourself."

"Blaise, you've gotten plenty of Griffindors before."

"Yes, but none of them have ever been scared of any and all things Slytherin."

"Hmmm. Good point. In that case, the only advice I can give you is to be yourself mate. Cliché I know, but you're a good man despite what those idiots believe."

"She's really gotten under your skin hasn't she?" he said restraining his laughter. "Don't go getting all sappy on me now." Draco just glared at him.

"If that's all, I think I'll go find my girlfriend now." With that he too stormed out of his Head Boy dorms.

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She ran not knowing where she was going. She just knew she had to get away. 'What is wrong with me? I'm running away from the most shaggable guy I have ever laid eyes on. Why did I leave?' She cursed herself mentally. 'Why do I ask myself questions I already know the answer to. I ran away for my own good. He's been so good to me over the last couple of weeks. And I don't think it's just so I'll sleep with him anymore. But what if he's just acting? What if I do give him what he wants…what I want…and he turns around and plays me the way Harry did. I didn't love Harry anymore. That's probably the only reason I didn't sleep with him. Does that mean that I love Draco? I just 'met' him; I couldn't possibly love him yet. But I know that if he throws me aside, it would kill me.'

After her last thought, she realized that she had stopped moving. Looking around she noticed that she was sitting under a tree by the lake. Little did she know someone was walking towards her from the castle. 'Maybe I was too hard on him. I was feeling insecure, but it was no reason to take it out on him. I should go apologize.' She stood up to return to the castle when she collided with a firm body. She would have fallen to the ground if his hands had no t wrapped around her waist. "Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." She said before looking up. "Harry?"

"Hey Gin. I saw you come out here while I was headed back to the tower. I was hoping that we could talk."

"Not now Harry. I really need to find Draco." She said trying to push past him.

"That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about." He replied grabbing her arm. "What's going on between you two? You're with him all the time! Even during potions!"

"I don't think that's any of your business Harry." She spat, wrenching her arm away from him. "And as for potions, Professor Snape thought it would be wise for his best students to work together."

"So why aren't you working with Hermione?"

"Because obviously she isn't the best at everything! Why don't you go ask her yourself, instead of standing here berating me!"

"Because I want to you to stop hanging around with Malfoy!"

"Well we can't all get what we want can we Harry. You have no say in whom I keep in my company." Once again, she turned to return to the castle, but Harry blocked her. "Move Harry. This conversation is over."

"Fine, but I'm not moving."

"Why not?"

"Because as soon as I do you're going to run off to the dungeons. And I won't let you do that again. I'm taking you back to Griffindor tower where you belong."

"I'm not going Harry. Now move out of my way before I do something that I'll regret."

"What are you going to do Gin?"

"I swear by the gods Harry, I'll hex you if you don't move!" she cried while whipping out her wand and pointing it straight at his chest.

"You wouldn't. You couldn't hurt someone you love."

"That's where you're wrong Harry. Because I could, and I probably already have. But I won't hesitate to hex you because I don't love you anymore Harry. How many times do I have to tell you that before you realize it yourself!"

As she spoke these words, anger etched the features on Harry's face. And before Ginny could say another word, he attacked her. She began crying out for help as Harry slammed her up against a tree. His mouth then silenced her cries, as his hands explored the length of her body. She desperately tried to push him away, but to no avail. Quidditch had left him well toned, so he was too strong for her.

"Admit it Gin! Tell me you love me!"

"Stop it! Get off of me!"

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Draco was exhausted. He had run all over the castle looking for Ginny and he still hadn't found her. He had checked the library, the Room of Requirement, the owlry, their private potions lab, and the Astronomy Tower where he caught a pair of Griffindors whom he gladly gave detention. And he may or may not have deducted 150 points…each.

He passed the Great Hall with a sigh. Deciding to give up for the day. He figured if he hadn't found her yet, she probably didn't want to be found. 'She just needs more time. I'll find her first thing tomorrow morning.' He started making his way down to the dungeons when he heard a cry for help.

"Stop it! Get off of me!"

'That voice. GIN!' He took off in the direction of her voice. He froze for a second upon opening the doors. Ginny's attacker was none other than Harry Potter.

He was livid. As he ran towards the lake all he could see was red. He had never felt such rage in his life. Not towards his father, even towards the Dark Lord. Although he had always held the Boy-Who-Wouldn't-Die in contempt he had never reacted seriously to his feelings other than the usual snide remarks thrown his way. He would kill the boy for touching Ginevra. His Ginevra.

Harry never knew what hit him. One minute he had Ginny pinned against the tree, and the next he was flat on his back. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even see straight. Soon, his world faded to black as he slipped out of consciousness.

Draco's punishment did not let up. He knew that he should stop because even though he saved her, Ginny wouldn't forgive him for getting himself thrown in Azkaban. But try as he may, he couldn't until her cries caught his attention. He instantly stopped what he was doing and turned to face her.

She looked so disheveled. Her hair was a mess, and there were tears streaming down her face. Her tie hung loosely around her bare neck over the strips of white cloth that used to be her shirt. She looked so fragile and helpless, two things that were scarcely used when describing Ginevra Weasley, and it killed him to see her so. He wrapped his cloak around her before pulling her into his embrace and whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

As her wracking sobs became silent tears, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her down to the dungeons. By the time he had reached his room she was fast asleep. Luckily it was well past curfew so he didn't have to answer anyone's questions. He gently placed her on the silk sheets and removed her shoes, while he took in the sight of her.

Her arms were covered in finger shaped bruises along with small cuts, probably from being slammed up against the tree. He muttered healing spells silently so as not to disturb her. His eyes then traveled up to her once perfect face. A large purple spot was forming on her left cheek, marring her porcelain skin. He gently ran his hand over the offending mark before making it disappear as he did the others. Tucking her in, he sighed before grabbing a pair of black silk pajama pants to change. As he finished, he walked back over to her side to make sure that she was still sleeping and kissed her gently on the forehead before retrieving a pillow and heading over to the couch.

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Not far from them, two bodies collapsed in ecstasy thoroughly satisfied. The room was silent, save for the heavy panting on the two lovers.

"Pansy love." Said Blaise after he'd gotten his breathing under control.

"Hmmm." She sighed in response.

"What would you say to being a little more…adventurous tomorrow night?" he asked.

"What are you trying to ask me Blaise? A new place, position, or possibly a new partner?"

"I knew I liked you for a reason." He said while placing a chaste kiss on her lips. "I was actually thinking of asking someone to come and join us."

"Really. Would I know this person?"

"Actually…no. We don't know much about him, though he does seem rather nieve."

"Well… who is it? Don't make me beg Blaise."

"But you know how I love to hear you beg." He said sensually, making her pout. "Fine. I'll tell you." He cried exasperatedly. "It's Longbottom."

"Longbottom? You can't be serious."

"What you don't like him?"

"Personally no."

"So you're saying you don't find him the least bit attractive?"

"Well, he does have certain qualities I happen to find extremely attractive, but you're forgetting two key factors here Blaise. One, at the very mention of Slytherins, not to mention Snape, he'll be running for the hills. Two, the whole world knows that he's dating Lovegood. Not to mention the fact that I don't think he'll take a liking to you. Thouhg I can't imagine why, you're simply gorgeous."

"Ah, but here's the interesting part love. I have recently acquired some very surprising details about Longbottom's personal life. First of all, he and Lovegood are no longer together; not for the last three weeks. And it seems as if he has been hiding an extremely personal secret for a while now."

"What secret would that be."

"The fact that our beloved Griffindor has been hiding in the closet for some time now." He stated a matter-of-factly.

"Really. This could be interesting...It's settled then. Tomorrow in Hogsmeade, you shall seduce the boy and bring him here."

"That's exactly what I was thinking my dear." He said with a kiss. Their conversation forgotten for the moment, they resumed their previous activities.

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He lay there on his plush leather couch waiting for sleep to come, but it didn't. It had been two hours since he had tucked Ginny in, and he couldn't seem to wrap his mind around the night's events. 'Why would anyone, let alone Potter, want to do that to her. She was innocent. He doubted she had ever done anything remotely bad in her life…well at least not of her own free will.' He was pulled from his thoughts, as Ginny became more restless.

He got up to make sure that she was okay. She had kicked away the covers, showing off her torso, as her shirt was gone. Her hair stuck to her face that was now drenched in a cool sweat. Feeling that there was nothing he could do, he was about to head back to his makeshift bed, when she cried out. She was crying for help, just like he had heard her screams earlier. What surprised him even more was that she was crying out for him.

He was immediately at her side. He had pulled her into his arms, whispering in her ear that she would be alright. After a few minutes she stopped shouting and relaxed in his arms. He pulled back to see that she was awake and looking up at him. Their eyes locked though neither one of them spoke.

After a few minutes, Ginny decided to break the silence. "Where am I?" she whispered almost too silently for him to hear.

Calmly he replied, "You're in my Head Boy dorm. I carried you here after I found you…I didn't think you would want to go back to Griffindor tower tonight. You've been asleep for a couple of hours."

"What about you?" she asked noticing that although he was dressed for bed, he hadn't been sleeping next to her.

"I was on the couch. I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable with me being there."

"Oh. Thanks." she responded shivering. As she went to rub her hands down her arms for warmth, all she could feel was bare skin. She looked down to see herself in nothing but a bra and her skirt. Quickly she pulled the sheets up over her chest.

Catching her discomfort, he immediately apologized. "Sorry. There wasn't really much left of your shirt after…umm…Let me get you something to wear." He stood up and walked over to an armoire and pulled out a pair of silk pajamas, identical to the ones he was wearing except that they were green.

She gratefully took them and headed to the bathroom to change. Leaving Draco alone to contemplate how stupid he was. 'You've been trying to convince her that you have feelings for her that don't completely come from sexual attraction, and what do you do? Leave her half naked in your bed! That will surely win her over.' He was pulled from his reverie as he heard the door open. She was standing in the doorway wearing nothing but his shirt. Overall, it was much too large for her although it only went as far as half way down her thighs. Her soft auburn curls were draped over her shoulders, looking disheveled from her sleep. Draco had never found her more alluring than he did at that moment.

She didn't have to be watching Draco to feel his eyes on her, but she too could not resist letting her eyes drink in the sight of him. They way his ebony colored pants contrasted to his pale complexion. His quidditch-sculpted chest was glowing in the moonlight making it seem as if he had been carved of marble. But as much as she wanted him at that moment, she was too stubborn to back down from what she had told him earlier that day. Feeling the tension she decided to break the awkward silence that had formed between them. "Umm…thanks again. For the clothes that is. The pants were a bit too big though."

"It's no problem at all…Well, we should really get back to sleep. No doubt you'll have a hard time tomorrow explaining to your brother where you've been all night."

"Don't worry about it. I'm sure that Colin will cover for me." She said quietly. He just nodded and made his way back over to the couch. "Draco." She called causing him to stop and turn to face her. "Umm…do you think that maybe you could stay with me? At least until I fall asleep. You don't have to if you don't want to…I just really don't want to be alone right now."

He just stared at her for a moment. Thinking that he really shouldn't because of how he felt, but the helpless look in her eyes made his heart ache. He couldn't stand to see her like that. "Of course." Was all he said. Then he ushered her into the bed before sliding in between the sheets right behind her. It still amazed him as to how perfectly their bodies conformed to each other. He just lay there listening to her rhythmic breathing, indicating that she had already drifted off to sleep. Then before drifting off himself he gave her a light kiss on the base of her neck and whispered softly in her ear, "Sweet dreams Gin."

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The next morning in Griffindor tower, another redhead walked down to the common room to find that both his sister and his best friend were missing. Brushing off his concern, he decided to sit and wait for Hermione to come meet him, like she did everyday, when he saw Colin walking down from the into the common room. 'He'll probably know where Gin is.'

"Colin!" he called catching the sixth year's attention.

"Yeah." He replied.

"You wouldn't happen to know where my sister is would you?"

'She's not here? Hmm, maybe she and Draco finally made up.' He thought excitedly. "Yeah. We were studying I the Room of Requirement late last night, and we just decided to stay there for the night. Since today is a Saturday, I thought I'd let her sleep in a little. I'm sure she'll be down for breakfast." He lied. 'Gin you owe me big time for this one.'

"Thanks Colin." Normally if he had heard this from anyone else, he would have lost his temper and pounced on the boy in front of him. But the whole school had known of Colin's sexual preferences for years. Before he could get away to his dormitory, Ron stopped him again. "What about Harry? You haven't seen him by any chance have you?"

"No, I haven't seen him since last night after dinner." He said before heading upstairs once again.

"Thanks anyway."

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Blaise and Pansy waited impatiently in the common room for Draco to show up so that they could go to breakfast. They were beginning to get restless, as half of their house had already gone to the Great Hall.

"What in the bloody hell is taking him so long?" cried Pansy, who was extremely annoyed at having to wait. "He never takes this long. You don't think he's still asleep do you?"

"That could be a possibility my dear. What do you say we go and give him a wake up call?" He remarked with the most devious look on his face.

Honestly they were hoping that he was asleep, because then they could catch him off guard. What they didn't expect was the scene that lay before them between the silk green sheets. The fact that a woman was in Draco's bed wasn't much of a shock to them. It was the fact that the said woman wrapped tightly in his embrace was none other that the Griffindor Princess, Ginevra Weasley. Well, that and she was clothed. They both just stood there, mouths agape until Blaise finally came to his senses and cleared his throat loudly. Ginny was the first to awaken, and was startled to see both Pansy and Blaise smirking at her.

Feeling the awkwardness of the situation, she nudged Draco awake. "Draco."

"Hmmm." He moaned indicating that he had heard her.

"Draco get up."

"Go back to sleep love. Its Saturday and we've got nowhere to be." He mumbled.

"Draco get up now!" she cried before continuing in a sickly sweet voice. "We have company…from down the hall."

"Tell them to come back later." He said groggily without even looking up, causing Ginny to scowl at him. She looked over at Pansy and Blaise who just gave an exasperated sigh.

'Hmm. How can I get him to wake up without looking like a complete slag in front of his friends?' Then it hit her; it was brilliant. A fiendish smirk made its way across her face as she motioned for Blaise and Pansy to play along with her. They just nodded.

"Draco! Get up! Something terrible has happened!" Hearing the panic in her voice, he jumped out of bed immediately. Seeing the grave looks his comrades were giving him it couldn't be good.

"What is it Ginevra? What happened?" worry evident in his voice.

"It's…It's too horrible!" she cried as a tear slid down her cheek.

"Gin I need you to calm down and tell me what happened."

"Okay. Umm…this morning…there was an attack."

"Where? Was it the Death Eaters?" he questioned her hurriedly.

"No, it was much worse than the that. Harry…" his face visibly darkened at the sound of that name. "Harry…came out of the closet and professed his dying love for you! The entire Hall is circulating rumors and I for one find it appalling." She said with a grin.

He glared at her. "You little wench." he said grudgingly before turning to his friends. "And you two, you could have said something. I thought I was going to have a bloody heart attack!"

"Serves you right Draco. You know how we hate to wait." Said Pansy.

"No Pansy, you hate to wait." Drawled Draco. "Now if you don't mind, we have some things to discuss." Seeing that they were both about to protest, he added, "Don't worry, we'll be ready to go down to the Great Hall in fifteen minutes."

"Not a minute later." Demanded Pansy as Blaise led her to the door.

"You're not really upset with me are you?" asked Ginny.

"I might be." He said casually. "Unless you could find some way to convince me otherwise."

"Really." She replied with a smirk as she moved into his arms.

"Really." He whispered as their lips met. As they parted, he looked into her eyes, a plan already forming in his head. "Gin?"

"Yes."

"Will you go to Hogsmeade with me today?"

She looked surprised by his request, but quickly broke out into a huge smile. "Of course I will." She replied throwing her arms around his neck.

"Then since we're practically spending the whole day together you wouldn't have any objections to having breakfast together as well…at the Slytherin table."

"I think that can be arranged. But I'd have to go back to Griffindor tower first."

"Why would you need to go there?" he asked.

"If you haven't noticed Draco, I'm standing here wearing nothing but your shirt."

"Of course I noticed, love. And may I say that my shirt looks twice as good on you than it does on me."

"That's a wonderful compliment but if we're going out in public, I will need actual clothes."

"I can fix that. I'm sure Pansy wouldn't mind letting you borrow something suitable to wear."

"Draco, as nice as that sounds Pansy and I aren't exactly the same size."

"I know. But that's what magic is for."

As they parted to get ready for their date, both of them had the exact same thing on their mind. It was going to be one hell of day.

A/N: Sorry for the delay…again. I had major writer's block. Well that and I had to go to work. But I tried to make it longer that usual to make up for it. I have already started the next chapter, as it's a continuation of this one, so hopefully I'll have it out in a couple of days. If you don't like what I did with Harry's character, too bad. It's really nothing personal, I just hat the thought of Harry with Ginny. Itseems weird. But there may be a reason for his grotesque behavior...or he could just be an arrogant prick. I haven't really decided yet.Hope you enjoyed it!