Summary: When Ginny boarded the Hogwarts Express on the first of September, she was surprised to come face-to-face with the last person she expected to see back in school. He was still the same prat she remembered from years before, but now he has a much higher authority than ever before: he was this year's new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Ginny wished this was all a dream, but to her dismay she was stuck with him for an entire school year!

Disclaimer: Once again I don't want to go through all the mumbo-jumbo of having to write this out, so I'm saying this now: NOT MINE!!! I keep on forgetting to add this on to this one: MAIN HP CHARACTERS AREN'T MINE, those other names you don't recognize are mine as well as the plot, and also other stuff that you don't recognize, kapish?

Setting: Ginny's in her 7th year; Draco graduated the year before

PhoenixRae's Notes: thank you all soooo much for reviewing and liking this fic of mine! I can't believe the amount of reviews I received for this fic alone. I gotta admit, this is the first time I actually had over 1000 reviews!!! anyways, I'm just warning you now that Defense Against You has finally reached its end--after this maybe one more chapter will be uploaded, but fear not because in the saga I'm gonna be writing that involves the other couples introduced in this story, we'll still be able to visit Ginny & Draco and see how their relationship is doing...once again, I thank you all for reading and reviewing!

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XXX. Stupid Cupid

Hermione made it her sole mission to get Draco and Ginny together as much as possible. She knew it would be an impossible feat to accomplish, but with the help of Janelle and Twyla, she knew it wouldn't be at all that bad to get those two lovebirds together.

Valentines day was just around the corner and as usual Hogwarts students were busy making enchanted valentine cards and whatnot for their crushes and loved ones. Janelle and Twyla were helping Hermione to set up a secret meeting between Draco and Ginny come the night of the fourteenth in the astronomy tower for some time alone with each other; God knows those two needed to spend some more time together after developing a different kind of relationship over the Christmas break.

The trio wrote and sent a quick note to both Draco and Ginny asking each other to meet at the astronomy tower around ten. Of course they had to add that it was an emergency so that they both would show up!

"We're so damn evil," Janelle hissed as she rolled up the small piece of parchment that contained Draco's supposed note to Ginny.

"Yep, that we are, Jan, that we are," Twyla agreed, rolling up the piece of parchment she had containing Ginny's supposed note to Draco.

"Hey guys, you and I know just how crazily in love Draco and Ginny are with each other--it's just in the way they look at each other!" Hermione exclaimed while doing her best to keep the Ginny and Draco's owls quiet by feeding them some goodies.

"How did you get Malfoy's owl anyway?" Janelle asked, curling her nose bridge when she realized that Hermione brought in two owls.

"Malfoy gave me permission to borrow his owl if mine doesn't want to cooperate," she explained.

"Are you sure Malfoy won't be looking for his owl soon?" Twyla questioned, tying Ginny's note for Draco on the leg of Ginny's owl.

"Nah. I asked him if I could borrow his owl for a while to send a letter to Harry tonight and he said yes," she shrugged, helping Janelle tie Draco's note to Ginny on the leg of Draco's owl.

"Well, hopefully Malfoy and Ginny gets this and agree to meet tomorrow night," Janelle kept her fingers crossed as she stepped away from the owl.

"Yeah, here's hoping," Twyla agreed and set the owl carrying Draco's letter off.

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Ginny quietly crept up the stone stairs leading to the empty astronomy tower. She received Draco's note late last night before she went to bed. It was a short but extremely precise note asking her to meet with him here tonight, What for? her mind asked as she climbed up the stairs, pushing the classroom door open. They hadn't talked much since the beginning of the new term, but whenever they could, they would always try and talk after class. Basically it was just to discuss the books he received for Christmas and asked him for help in one or two of her other classes.

They had quite a few close calls of snogging their brains out in his classroom one afternoon, but Draco was able to stop it from happening by simply walking away from her and moved back to sit behind his desk, ending their afternoon chatter.

Draco was already in the room waiting for her. He was perched on one of the tables looking out the window at the starlit sky. The door made a soft noise as she opened and closed it, making him turn his attention to her instead of the stars in the sky.

"Hi," she smiled shyly, crossing the distance between them until she stood right in front of him.

"Hi," Draco greeted back when she stood close enough to him.

"What's up?" they asked in unison, then each made a face at the other. "You sent me a note," they answered in unison once again.

"Wait, I sent you a note?" Draco raised his hand to stop her from saying something as he tried to decipher what he thought he just heard her say.

"No," Ginny shook her head firmly, "You sent me a note asking me to meet you here tonight," she replied.

"I didn't write or send you any note," he denied. "You sent me a note asking me to meet you here tonight."

"No. I would've remembered if I wrote you a note asking for this meeting."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

Ginny made a face at him, "Of course I'm sure! Hello? I haven't gone daft yet, you know."

Draco smirked and pushed himself off the desk, "Seems to me somebody's playing matchmaker here," he mused.

"You think so?" Ginny replied dryly, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Yeah, I think so," he nodded.

"Why do you think this person decided to dupe us like this?" she frowned, looking up at Draco who now stood just a few inches from her.

"Because that person has no life?" he replied condescendingly, "Hell if I know why I am even part of this sick joke this master planner obviously concocted," he shrugged.

"Sick joke?" Ginny echoed, her eyebrow almost shot to the roof at his choice of words.

Draco made a face at her then, "You know what I mean."

"No, I don't."

"Ginny..." he hissed.

"Draco..." she mimicked.

"You know what I'm talking about. Boones is probably the one behind this. He wants to get us together and probably blackmail us again or whatnot."

"I see," Ginny nodded then slowly turned sideways and faced the rows of desks and chairs in the room, her forehead creased into a frown as she tried to connect this incident with Derek, but it just wouldn't connect somehow. "It can't be Derek, Blondie," she turned her head sideways and met his gray eyes.

"What are you talking about? This has Derek Boones written all over it, Ginger!" he argued.

"It might, but how would Derek be able to use your owl when you kept it locked up in your room?" she questioned suspiciously. She remembered Draco telling her one time that he has an owl, but he rarely lets it join the other owls in the owlery.

"Onyx delivered you my supposed note?" he asked wide-eyed.

"Yeah-huh," she nodded, "That's why I believed it to be from you because it wasn't just any owl that delivered the note!"

"But how..." just then something clicked in Draco's head, something that should've tipped him off when she approached him yesterday. "Granger," he snarled under his breath.

"What?" Ginny strained her ears to hear what he just said and she caught Hermione's last name being mentioned, "What's Hermione got to do with this?"

Draco lifted his gaze up and locked with Ginny's, silently relaying to her what he already concluded.

"She set us up!" Ginny exclaimed then shrieked when she heard the classroom door slam shut then locked. She quickly whirled around and started pounding on the wooden door, demanding for Hermione to unlock the door this instant.

"Don't waste your breath, Ginger. Granger's on a mission and for some reason, she wanted us to be here--together," he pointed out not the least bit perturbed about their current situation.

Ginny stopped her pounding and turned her back to the door, an eyebrow raised as she looked at the blond haired professor.

"You're just giving in like that?" she asked in disbelief.

"Who says I'm giving in?" he replied nonchalantly, "All I'm saying is since we're here now, we might as well make use of our time alone together," he shrugged.

"You can't mean we're going to have sex now?" Ginny feigned to look a bit surprised at the thought that just crossed her mind although her tone hinted she was being sarcastic.

Draco made a face at her once more and muttered, "Get your mind off the gutter, Ginger. Like I'll take you right here and now. If ever we end up getting it on together--and that's a big if--I would like to give you the luxury of being made love to on a bed."

"So you'd be making love to me, not having sex, huh?"

Draco knew she was making fun of him now. God, why did he even decide to come up here tonight? He should've stuck with his initial gut-instinct and ditched her.

"Whatever, Weasley," he turned his back to her and walked up towards the window and gazed outside at the starlit night sky with the full moon shining brightly on the heavens above. He has got to keep himself occupied because what Ginny just said was actually along the lines of what he first thought of after he realized they'd been duped by none other than the one person they never thought would do that to them.

Silence hovered over them for the next couple of minutes with Draco standing by the large window overlooking the lake and Ginny moving quietly behind him, settling herself on one of the chairs near the front of the room and propped her chin on her balled up fist.

"Why do you think Hermione did it?" she asked finally when she could no longer keep her question to herself.

Draco looked over his shoulder and frowned at her, "Why do you think?" he answered.

Ginny pulled an annoyed face at him and rolled her eyes skyward. "All I'm saying is, why would Hermione go through all this trouble of getting us alone together like this unintentionally," she pointed out.

"Are you sure it's unintentional?" he turned his back to the window now and was facing her, arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the windowsill.

"Of course I'm sure! What could Hermione possibly have in mind for locking us up together like this?"

"Is there any reason why she should not?" he raised an eyebrow and gave her a pointed look.

"Will you stop answering my questions with questions, Blondie!" she scolded, her irritation escalating as it seemed like she and Draco were getting no where with their discussion, "Stick to the program, Malfoy. Hermione's playing cupid, but why?" she gave him a puzzled look and watched as he contemplated about the question before answering.

"Maybe because she caught us snogging at your backyard just this past Christmas?"

"So? It was just a kiss!" she answered nonchalantly.

Draco frowned at her, "Ginger, we would've been going at it right at your damn backyard and in the snow if Granger hadn't come out when she did and put a stop on what we were doing!" he pointed out to her.

"Oh please. Like you've never snogged like that with a girl who wasn't even your girlfriend!"

"No, I have never snogged like that with any girl who doesn't yank my fancy," he defended and pushed himself away from the window.

Ginny's eyes widen and followed his movement around the room, her mouth slightly gaping. "So I yank your fancy, Blondie, hm?" she asked seductively, an eyebrow raised as her eyes never left him.

Draco quickly stopped from crossing the room, his face slowly turning a light shade of pink. Did he just admit to Ginny that she yanks his fancy? Most certainly not! a voice at the back of his head exclaimed. He replayed back what he muttered and quickly understood the reason behind her asking him if she does yank his fancy. Turning to give her one of his famous Draco Malfoy glares, he squared his shoulders and jutted his chin into the air.

"Like hell you yank my fancy, Weasley," he snarled.

"Yeah, yeah. Deny, deny, deny," she waved her hand dramatically then pushed herself off the chair. Crossing the room to where Draco stood, she stopped right in front of him, arms crossed over her chest and her brown eyes locked with his intense gray ones. "Didn't I leave you with a very embarrassing woodie a few months back on our way back from our trip to Hogsmeade, hm?"

"That was purely evil of you, Virginia Weasley," he hissed, remembering that he had to stay behind an extra half hour until his libido had settled down that afternoon. "But any red-hot-blooded member of the male species would end up with a blasted hard-on after being...fondled like the way you were doing me that day," You're going to burn in hell, Malfoy! that same voice inside his head warned him, That was an outright lie! Quite a lot of girls had done the same thing she did to you and none of those sorry-arse losers managed to even get your little equipment up! it scolded.

Ginny noticed that Draco was frowning at her. Now why would he be looking at her like he was irritated about something she obviously did not do? Well, except of course for bringing up that dreadful (but it was kinda fun--for the both of them she hoped) event three months ago.

"What?" she asked when she could no longer stand the annoying frown he was casting her.

"What, what?" he replied back, his frown deepening as he looked at her.

"Argh!" she hissed and stomped away from him. She walked back towards the door and tried the lock once again. She tried unlocking it with a charm, but Hermione was determined to keep her and Draco in there for as long as possible hence why she put an anti-Allohamora spell on the locked door. "Damn! Hermione sure knows how to keep us together," she muttered after trying once more to un-charm the locked door.

"I think Granger's under the impression that we need some time alone," Draco finally said without making it a question.

Ginny turned and faced him, an eyebrow raised as she waited for him to elaborate on what he just said, but he didn't.

"Whatever the hell for?" she asked.

Draco shrugged and perched his hip against a desk, "Well, in case you have forgotten, Weasley, it's Valentines day today. I think that friend of yours--"

"She's also your friend now," Ginny cut in.

"--has this romantic notion that the two of us wanted to spend it alone together, and since pretty much the entire school's watching our every damn move, she cooked up a plan to get us together without everybody else knowing," he continued explaining, pretending that Ginny hadn't interrupted him.

Ginny looked him in the eye, the look of pain that flashed across her face had him swearing at himself.

Ginny walked over to the window and stared out at the scene in front of her. It was a beautiful night. The moon hung like a silver slice in the sky, surrounded by every star in the world. It was a night, most people would have given anything for, the perfect sky for a romantic date.

"Look," Ginny said evenly, she'd be damned if she'd let him think his lack of response was doing anything to her. "This is a big room, It shouldn't be hard for us to stay on opposite sides of it. If this stunt is for Valentine's Day, Hermione won't let us out until morning anyways."

Draco's eyes narrowed. He recognized the defensive stance she had adopted by her stiffening spine. Damn, why can't I just admit how I feel? "Ginger, I never said I wanted to be on the opposite side of the room from you."

"Where do you want to be? I'm tired of this, Blondie. I just want to know where I stand with you? If I stand anywhere with you?" Ginny said as she continued to stare out the window, her eyes filling with tears. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry when he told her he wanted something more from somewhere else.

Draco crossed the room to stand right where she was. Ginny held her breath, her brown eyes held by his intense gray ones as she let him turn her around to face him.

Draco's emotions were on maximum overdrive. Did he dare chance bearing his soul out for the first time with this woman? Or would he rather have another taste of those sinful lips and drown himself in the softness that Ginny Weasley offered?

While his mind was warring against him, his body seemed to not mind. His head slowly dipped down until it was just a breath away from Ginny's slightly parted lips.

"The only place I ever really want to be is right here with you, Ginny," he confessed before his mouth took possession of hers.

Ginny's arms snaked up around his neck, pulling his head down for a much deeper kiss. Her lips parted at the gentle prodding of his tongue and welcomed him into the depth of her moist mouth. Fireworks started dancing overhead and an invisible choir was singing hallelujah somewhere up above. She was in the arms of the man she loved and wanted; she knew he wanted her too and maybe, just maybe, he loved her the same way she loved him.

Draco pulled her petite body closer to him, pressing her against the hard contours of his body until they meshed under the moonlight as one. His mouth trailed down from her mouth to her jaw then down the column of her neck, stopping at the base to plant an affectionate kiss before moving back up once again to kiss her somewhere behind her ear.

"I love you, Ginny Weasley," he whispered hoarsely against her skin as his mouth continued to gently caress her neck.

Ginny stiffened in his arms the moment he let those words out. Pushing herself away, she cupped Draco's face in her hands and made him look her straight in the eye. Oh God, please don't let this be some sick joke he had planned just to get me to sleep with him, she silently prayed, her brown eyes pooling up with unshed tears at the mixed emotions leaping inside her at that very moment. She wanted to believe him; she wanted to believe that what he said was true, that he loved her in return, but another part of her was telling her that he only said it just so she would sleep with him.

"Do you mean it, Draco?" she asked, her voice quivering as she tried not to cry. "Do you really love me? You're not just saying that because right now you're so damn horny you wanted to take me on the floor or up against the wall or even on the table?"

The moment of truth had arrived. Draco wrapped his hands around Ginny's wrists, gently tugging her hands from his face. He laced his fingers with hers, looking down at their joint hands before them before lifting his gray eyes back up to look into her brown ones. Ginny sucked in a deep breath when she saw Draco's warring emotions in the depths of his eyes.

"Oh Draco," she tried to pull away one of her hands from his grip to touch his face, but Draco didn't let her. He held on to her hand tightly.

"Ginny, out of all the girls I went out with, you're the only one I held with the utmost regard. I can never use you like that. I may be horny with wanting you so damn much, but I won't take you just to satisfy animalistic needs," he paused and took a deep breath, "I have been in love with you for so long that I'm practically bursting from being so much in love with you! When you went out with Derek last year, I swear I couldn't bear to see you two together. Derek had an ulterior motive last year for seeking you out. He wanted to get even with me because the girl he was pining for wanted me and not him."

"But why would Derek have an ulterior motive for seeking me out?" she frowned.

"Because he found out that I am in love with you but couldn't act on it," he admitted.

Ginny's eyes grew wider, "You've been in love with me for that long?"

Draco nodded.

"But why didn't you--"

He cut her off by raising their entwined hands and pressed his index finger against her lips, "Because I'm a Malfoy and you're a Weasley. Your brother and Potter would have a heart attack when I make my move on you, and the rest of the Slytherin students would detest me. I had a reputation to uphold."

"Even so. Sometimes upholding your reputation doesn't necessarily have to mean you have to become a martyr!" she scolded.

"I was stupid. I couldn't think straight. I didn't want to ruin my reputation by socializing myself with you. And my father was another person to consider," he answered.

Ginny snorted, "What about Lucius? Your father was banished and stripped off the rights to use and do magic after pleading guilty to fraternizing with Voldemort. He was lucky the Ministry was kind enough to not send him off to Azkaban."

"He wasn't sent to Azkaban, because I pleaded with Dumbledore not do that to him," he admitted.

"You what?" Ginny was surprised to hear this. Nobody knew exactly why Lucius Malfoy wasn't sent to Azkaban prison like the other former Death Eaters. People speculated, of course, but nobody really got the right answer to their question.

"I went to Dumbledore and pleaded with him not to send my father to prison. I told him there are other harsher punishments Lucius could face. Living amongst Muggles with no wand and no magic was surely punishment enough. Of course he has to be watched over like a hawk, but so far Lucius has shown great behaviour while serving his sentence."

Ginny's forehead furrowed into a frown, "If he was already living amongst Muggles, why do you still have to consider his feelings when pursuing me?"

"Because he still has his spies. He asked his other cohorts who'd escaped being thrown into Azkaban to spy on the wizarding world for him--and to look out for me. Lucius had control over me until after I was done my schooling. If I made one wrong move, he'd either have you meet an untimely death or I would face a most likely consequence," he explained.

"And now he can't touch you?"

"No," he shook his mop of blond hair. "I am of legal age now. I run my own life. Lucius can't do anything about it. He can't stop me from becoming a teacher here at Hogwarts instead of going to Durmstrang to teach. He can't stop my friendship with a Muggle-born. And he can't stop--"

"You from loving me," Ginny finished off for him, her lips slowly curving into a smile. Tears started cascading down her cheeks, dropping onto their entwined hands as she kept her gaze locked with his. "I love you too, Draco Malfoy," she finally confessed.

Draco thought his ears were just decieving him when he heard what Ginny said.

"You do?"

"Yes, I do," she nodded as her eyes kept on tearing. "I think I have been in love with you since the end of my sixth year when I saw you boarding the train with Crabbe and Goyle."

"I saw you that day too," Draco admitted, "You were busy talking to your small group of friends, Harry hanging around you like a leech--he was always stuck to you like that and it was driving me insane! Anyway, I wanted to go over and talk to you then, wish you a happy summer or something--anything just so I could talk to you one last time before I left. My mind wasn't made up yet as to what I wanted to do after Hogwarts, but during summer Dumbledore sent me a letter asking me if I was interested in filling the vacant position of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I thought about it for the longest time until finally, I realized the perk of becoming the new DADA teacher," his face broke into a smile and his gray eyes softened as it rested on her elfin-like face. "I would get to see you almost every day and interact with you as often as I wanted to without people questioning my business with you."

"So you were happy to be here? To teach DADA this year because of me?"

He nodded.

"Then why were you so mean to me that day on the train when you walked into my compartment?" she frowned.

"Ah, that time. Well you see, I was caught by surprise at finding you occupying the last compartment all by yourself. In as much as I was delighted to have your company for the next few hours, I knew I had to remain the same person that I was from years before."

"So in other words you put on an act, hm?"

"To put it more precisely, yes," he agreed.

"And you giving me detentions? Always picking on me in class--what was that about?"

"It was my only way of spending some time with you and by interacting with you. You were an easy target really considering our past history. Well, my past history with your brothers and Potter and Granger--they all hated my guts and so did you."

"Yeah, I hated your guts too, but not as much as Ron, Harry, and Hermione did. Well, Ron and Harry still hates your guts while Hermione...let's just say that you've won her trust over," she grinned.

"We still get on each other's nerves, Ginger," he pointed out.

"And my brothers and Harry get on my nerves too, not to mention Twyla, Janelle, and Colin as well, but I love and trust 'em all and like 'em as well as love 'em," she pointed out.

"Point taken," he agreed, the twinkle in his eyes saying it all, "I love you and all the people you love, Ginny Weasley. I will love you for the rest of my life," he confessed.

She grinned broadly. "Glad we agree on that."

Draco smiled back and pulled her back into the circle of his arms, bending his head forward to seal their pact with a kiss so consuming that by the time they pulled apart, Ginny's knees were wobbly and she had to hang on to Draco for support.

"Now we'll just have to find a way to tell the others about us," Ginny pouted after a while.

Draco burst out laughing then before swooping his head down to give her a quick peck on the lips, "I'm sure they already have their suspicion, but in time we'll tell them about us. There's no need to tell Granger, Twyla, and Janelle since...well, something tells me those two were in cahoots with Granger in setting us up together like this tonight," he grinned.

Ginny grinned back at him and pressed her lips softly against his, "Yep, those three are such master matchmakers that sometimes I wonder how they're going to be able to resolve their own love lives," she pouted.

"Their own love lives?" Draco frowned.

"Yeah," she nodded, "There's the thing with Percy and Twyla that seemed to have gotten...well, a bit steamier over the Christmas holidays. Then the matter of Harry and Hermione--sparks are flying between those two it's mind-boggling really why they haven't gotten together yet. And of course Janelle and Ron."

"Harris and your brother?" Draco frowned, "Since when did Ron and Janelle enter this silly love fest, hm?" he asked teasingly.

"Believe it or not, Blondie, it all happened over Christmas break when we all went to the Burrow!"

"Hmm...I think there's something about your house, Ginger, that just makes people fall in love," he mused, pressing his forehead against hers and they slowly swayed together, "I mean, your parents are so full of love and they had seven of you pesky offspring to keep them on their feet constantly!" he chuckled.

"Well, let's just call the Burrow the Love Shack from now on," she grinned.

"I kinda like that new name...of course your parents won't probably love it, but it's our little secret," he agreed and swooped down once more to claim her mouth for another kiss.

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A/N: well folks, here it is now, the FINAL chapter for my D/G fic. hope you all enjoyed it. I'll be picking up soon on the love lives of the other couples mentioned here, but for now I have Oliver & Katie's love lives to resolve in the second part of saga. thank you all for constantly reading & reviewing & eventually enjoying the fic. I'll try my hand at another Draco/Ginny fic, but I'm not sure just how soon that'll be, I'll keep you all posted though when I have it up and running (if I find another enjoyable plot to write about with our two fave lovers thrown together once more).

A/N2: and sorry for the delayed update. I was stuck writing the rest of this chapter and thanks to tigereyes230 (Maria), I got un-stuck! *lol* she helped me out with...well, a chunk (not a huge one, but enough to keep me going & finally seeing the ending!) of some of the dialogues between Draco & Ginny were a product of her, hehehe, so I thank her soooo much! And also thanks to Talisa for proofreading this final chapter of mine for mistakes (and I made a few, hehehehe ;p)

A/N3: since I'm pressed for time, I'm going to be giving a one-shot shout-outs to all of my wonderful reviewers. normally I would individually thank you all, but since I have other things I needed to do, well, doing it this way is easier. THANK YOU ALL!!!

PhoenixRae would like to thank the following reviewers:

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