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A/N:Hey readers, Here's the new chap and guarantied smut. I have a list of Transition symbols
I think you might want to read:
-- : change between characters and personal thought
##: Together, both minds as one
++: Time change, move forward in days or hours
Anyway there will be more in later chapters.
I just want to say thanks to my alpha reader The Pixie Dust Poet and my wonderful Beta reader even though she couldn't beta read this one! (its ok!) Anyway here it is... (OH and please, No flames.)

DISCLAIMER- No, I don't own them...Damn

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Ginny walked slowly out of the medical wing in her pajamas, carrying her uniform from the earlier practice. She was sore but being a quidditch player that was normal. Her slippers made soft pat-pat sounds on the cold stone floor. Her head was still pulsing, she could feel it, and her ribs were still sore. The day seemed to be drug out longer than it needed to be. Somewhere within a classroom she heard a clock chime midnight, so she tried to hurry and get up to her dorm.
But her mind decided to slow down.

She was busy daydreaming of silver and gold when she walked through something misty in the middle of the hallway.

"Young Weasly, watch where you are walking please" she heard a cheery voice chuckle behind her. Ginny whirred around wide-eyed and half-smiling to see Nearly Headless Nick hovering a few feet away.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" she giggled, then softly holding her ribs. She smiled weakly, "Ah, mustn't do that, I'm so sore."
"So I heard." He smiled and hovered over, putting his arm around her shoulder and began walking/gliding to the Gryffindor Tower.
"I've heard a lot of things around this castle, mostly gossip though.
"Oh really?" Ginny smiled, raising her eyebrows, "Like what?"
"Well, I know you can keep a secret right?" He glanced down to her.
"Yes, you know I can!"
"Good, because I can too!" He laughed and Ginny tried not to move her chest so much.
"No, really Nick, what have you heard?"
"I suppose I could tell you..." he sighed".
"Oh please!!" Ginny looked at him with pleading eyes and a sly smile.
"Okay okay!" nick proclaimed, throwing his arms into the surrounding air.

He cleared his throat and began. "well Semus Finnigan and Pavarti Patil are now an official couple!"
Gin rolled her eyes, " Finally, they're always all over each other!"
Nick covered his eyes with one hand and sighed. "Oh, yes, I've come across them so many times in the night."
Ginny made a gagging sound and rolled her eyes. "Anything else?"
"Cho liked Harry last year. A bit late I think..."
"Uhh, yea a tid bit late"
"But she has her eyes set deeply on one young man. She likes him so much she's thinking about asking HIM to the Halloween Ball!"
"Who does she like? Who is she going to ask?!" Ginny turned her head to him, wide-eyed with anticipation.
"Our dear Cho is in Love with Your Brother Ron! And that's not all to this story," Nick leaned in closer," Ron is head over heels for her!"

Ginny squealed her eyes bright and happy. She ran in through her mind. Ron likes Cho. Cho likes Ron. Ron + Cho = Happy Ron and Happy Cho!
"Oh this really is too great! I mean Harry and Hermione, Ron and Cho, and then Me and Dra-"
3Ginny shut her mouth and looked at the floor, her stomach twisting in knots from having her tongue slip. "What?" Nick questioned, his eyes trying to catch hers.
Tears welled up in her eyes "Nothing," she sniffed, "Nothing at all that's what it is." One Tear slipped through and she roughly brushed it away and leaned back on the wall next to the Fat Lady Portrait.
"Ginny dear, were you going to...to say...Draco?" Nick whispered as he glided over to her.
She let more tears escape before she nodded and said through salty lips, "Perhaps I should get my rest, a lot has happened today. Thank you Nick for helping me back. Good night." Nodding once again before turning her back and ignoring the fat lady's advice while saying the password. She stopped halfway in and turned around, her eyes red and pleading 'You won't tell anyone...will you?"
Nick looked back at her, his eyes as deep and sympathetic as a ghost's could be. "Of course not young Ginny."
"Promise?"
"Yes, I always keep my Promises"
"Good, thank you Nick, Good night." She sniffed again, leaving nick alone in the corridor.
He always kept his promises when someone asked him not to tell, he was very good at not letting things slip. He just wished he could have told her what he had heard earlier that evening...
Ginny stepped over the threshold and saw Hermione and Harry lying on the floor surrounded by books and parchments, asleep. The lay half on top of each other, obviously multi-taking when they drifted away. Ginny walked over to the couch, also covered in books, and grabbed the quilt, covering them with it.

She was just around the bend of the staircase when she heard soft kisses and shuffling and Harry's Voice. "Let's slip to my room," she could barely hear as she closed her door and climbed into bed, making sure not to wake her roommates.
That night she dreamed of her fall over and over again, remembering how it felt to be wrapped in Draco's arms, then later taking a ride on his broom around the moon.

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Morning came, very early morning actually.
Draco stood in front of his mirror, his clothes strewn about him, having trouble on his image.
"Maybe the black tie with the white shirt..." he mumbled grabbing the two and holding it up in front of him, looking up and down.
"Bleck," he scowled, " look like a bloody waiter!" and looked into the mirror. He stopped, and his face went blank. Was this what everyone saw as he walked into the great hall? Is this what Ginny saw when she looked his way? 'Shame', he thought.

He thought of Ginny, oh beautiful Ginny, and he saw himself smile, a nice curvy half smile .(A/N, you know, the ones that he has in his pictures that make your knees buckle?! lol ok back to story) Today was the day, He was going to smile like that, today he would slowly begin to change.
Looking at his clock, he figured that since it was almost Four- Thirty in the morning, no one would be up, so he could go shower and whatever came up. He turned back to his closet and grabbed the first things he saw, a black long-sleeved button up and a white tie, and walked to the showers, forgetting his wand.

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But he wasn't the only one trying to figure out what to wear.
Ginny walked out of her room as the clock in the common room struck half past four. Just as she passed Hermione's room, she heard harsh whispers and movement. She stuck her ear to the door.
"Harry, where's my bra??!"
"Uhhh...I think I threw it that way...towards...the...fire...place."
"Smart Harry you burned the only bra that fits me!" Hermione huffed and noisily sat down somewhere. Soft footsteps were heard, and then they stopped. Hermione really had the kind of chest that needed support, unlike Ginny's small B-cup.
"Hermione," She heard Harry whisper, "We can go to Hogsmede this weekend, it's only Thursday, and I'll have the honor of buying you something sexy. I promise."
Hermione sniffed, "I'm sorry I'm a bit snappy, I guess I'm just a little worried...you know...what I mean?"
Harry laughed, "Mione, don't you worry about that. We use Oragus root, spells, charms, potions, and I'm pretty sure, No, I'm COMPLETELY sure that nothing will go wrong. You know that!"
"I know I know." Hermione said, while shuffling and footsteps resonated against the stone walls. "What do you think, can u notice anyhing?" More footsteps, "Beautiful, just Beautiful." The footsteps stopped. Everything was quiet. Ginny pulled away from the door and stood up. She was happy for Hermione and Harry, but she couldn't help feeling jealous. She wanted Draco, more than she could say. She stepped out of the portrait hole, her heart heavy and wanting.

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"Damn!", Draco yelled as he hopped out of the shower. The water was bone-chillingly cold and he didn't have his wand to heat it. So all magical sources were out. He huffed and dried off, Where could he shower? The showers in the locker room were too far away to walk to, and there was an autumnal breeze, so that was out too. It didn't take too long before his hormones secretly played into action. Of course, he GIRL'S shower room! Why hadn't he ever thought of that before?! It was early, so why not? Draco wrapped his towel around his waist, picked up his things, and walked out and into the Girl's shower room.

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Ginny put her stuff down on one of the nearby marble benches and walked right up to the shower in the farthest corner. She was about as self conscious as the next girl, but she liked to feel secluded from everyone else and roaming eyes. Turning the shower on, she turned on her heel and gathered her shower things, and walked back to put them on the small shelf on the side. She heard the door open, but didn't care, she was going to shower and not waste her time talking, she had a lot of things on her mind anyway.
Ginny went back to her bench and pulled the belt of her bathrobe loose. She closed her eyes and let the emerald silky fabric fall delicately down her shoulders and onto the floor. Suddenly, things were quiet, too quiet. Ginny looked up, her eyes wide, to see Draco Malfoy leaning against the stone wall, clad only in a towel and his mind boggling smile.

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He pulled on the door, it was quite hard to open because it was made of strong Mahogany wood, and entered an elaborately decorated bathroom. There was pink and white marble with gold accents and the ceiling was charmed to look like the sky when the sun was rising. Malfoy heard a shower on, he didn't know where it was coming from, but he walked quietly to the wall that partially separated the room in half. He looked around the corner, and there stood a red headed beauty, covered in a silken bathrobe, taking her things to her shower. Wow," Draco managed to whisper in his mind. He watched her as she pulled lightly with her small freckled hands on the belt around her bathrobe. The fabric fell so softly around her shoulders, falling to the ground, revealing nothing underneath except the skin God gave her.

"Oh Merlin!" he said in his mind, trying to concentrate on his thoughts, rather than the beauty right in front of him. He leaned against the wall, and Ginny looked up. Damn, she heard him. Her eyes went wide and she gasped. She didn't move, she was either too frightened to move, or she was revisiting a daydream.

"Hello Ginny," Draco said with such surprising restraint, keeping his eyes on her eyes, rather than on her beautifully shaped breasts.

"Ma-Malfoy, what are you doing here?" She said picking up her bathrobe from the ground, franticly covering herself again.

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Draco moved swiftly over to one of the benches. "Here to shower, the hot water is out in mine, so I decided to come here.

"W-Well you could have heated it with your wand!" Ginny stammered, her heart beginning to beat faster.

"Seems like I forgot it." Draco began to remove his towel, and faced her. Ginny gasped and averted her eyes.

Draco let the towel fall to the floor. "O C'mon Gin, you don't like boys? Well it always seemed to me you were a queer one." He sneered.

"I am not a lezzer!" she shouted at him, her eyes filling with tears.

"Alright Alright! For Merlin's sake I'm just joking with you!"
Ginny sat down on the bench, her eyes shut tight, why was she acting like such a baby?! Draco looked around and at the big clock on the middle wall, 5:15, was there time? Oh, There was always time. He smiled his curvy, curious smile and walked to the bench behind Ginny and sat down. He moved close to her, just so that his skin was millimeters away from hers. He could feel her heat radiating onto his. Draco moved his hand to her arm and put his nose in the crook of her neck and his breath sent visible shivers down her spine.

She stiffened.

"Draco we should st-"

"Shhh, just relax Gin." Draco pressed his lips onto her soft white skin, his slate gray eyes changed to light gray ,open, watching her face with every kiss. Oh she was beautiful, the way her face softened and how her lips parted in a silent moan. Draco was happy when she dropped the robe onto the floor and moved around to face him, her hands resting on his chest. And he did the same. His hands kneaded the soft breasts, surprised as how the rest of her body had freckles, except for her breasts. He leaned in caught her in a soft but wanting kiss, hungrily he licked her bottom lip and let him in. She moved her hands around his neck. Draco's head was floating, she obviously was not a first-timer at this sort of thing. She leaned back, and he leaned forward, until they were lying horizontally on the cold marble bench, all sense of time and reason gone like so many teenagers virginity at that school. Ginny opened her legs and hugged them against his hips. She pulled one hand down from his neck and slowly moved it across his perfectly toned, creamy skin, to his hard erection, her fingers softly moving up and down. Draco moaned in her mouth, "Ohhhhh my...Draco moaned in his head.
She certainly was experienced, well, just once before. She had a short fling with Seamus the year before right before Crimbo Hol's (Christmas Holiday for all you out there who aren't familiar with English ENGLISH). It had been painful and awkward, resulting with two frustrated hormone driven teenagers. They didn't talk or exchange eye contact after that, just walked past each other and tried to forget what had happened. Ginny pulled away from Draco's mouth.

"I need you in me...please." She looked at him with pleading eyes.
He smiled back at her and adjusted himself. He entered her with a audible gasp, and pushed slowly, he wasn't sure if she had ever gone this far. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, there was a dull pain, it had been a while since Seamus. Draco filled her, and looked down at Ginny, her blue green eyes shiny and vast like the ocean, her lips so soft and pink, she was beautiful.

"Draco, move, please." Ginny whispered up at him. He nodded and began to move, slow at first, letting the feel of wet velvet wrapped around him linger in his mind. Ginny moved up onto her elbows, and wrapped her legs around his middle, giving him the perfect angle to move faster at. He caught her lips in a bruising kiss, his hands on her hips, holding her. The steam from her shower swirled around them, adding to the moisture building on their skin.
Inside Ginny a fire began to spread, first at her belly, then engulfing her nerves like a forest fire, her mind crackling and smoking, her head swirling with euphoria. Inside Draco, there was tension, worries about his life and his father, a door was being opened and all of his problems seemed to roll away with every breath he took. Draco reached down and found the tiny bundle of nerves, she let out an echoing moan on pleasure as he put changing pressure onto it. Draco was soon reaching his release, Ginny looked at his eyes, and they had changed. Sparkling silver, almost like a mirror, she could see herself in his eyes, She was all he could see. Ginny gave out with a loud cry, her head throw back, her eyes closed tight, her chest heaving. And Draco soon followed, releasing himself into her, the burning liquid inside of her. He collapsed on top of her, his breath deep and soon it slowed. They both had a terrible feeling of being calm. They lay there for a few minutes, feeling each others soak and mist soaked skin. Draco looked up at her and gave her a lazy kiss before pulling himself out. He stood and turned away.

"Gin, listen, I have something I want to tell you, I want to tell you so bad, I-I just can't tell you now.", He swallowed loudly, "I need to go." He covered himself with his towel and began to walk to the door.

"What?" She sat up covering herself with her wrinkled robe, "Draco, don't go, Draco!" she yelled, but he was already out the door
Ginny wiped a tear away and went to her shower. Although she didn't want to wash him away, she had to, she just had to. Softly she cried into the water, not wanting to be heard. She wrapped her arms around herself and leaned against the marbled wall, slumping down to the ground, her head on her knees and blood on her thigh.

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"Draco!" He heard an angel's voice cry from behind the door. He walked back into the boy's shower room and fell back onto the wall. Damn, he loved her, Dammit Dammit Dammit. She was so different, she was so, beautiful in his arms. So delicate, so glowing...so young. He hit the back of his head against the stone wall. His eyes filled with tears and he didn't bother to wipe them away when the fell down his cheek. They were like battle wounds, although we was never proud to show them. He was battling his stone wall heart, it was trying to crack open, trying to let the gold inside show. And Ginny saw it, he knew she did, when she looked into his eyes. She had seen into his heart, she had seen herself.

He sniffed and wiped his face with a harsh hand, and walked to the cold shower. He didn't care that it was cold, he needed to get her off of him, he didn't want to, but he had to. He had to wash everything away.

He needed to clear his mind.

A/N okay so what did you guys think????????? R/R NO FLAMES! You flame, I turn that flame and burn your arse with it. Understand?! I appreciate constructive criticism, not sarcastic stupidity.
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