Kiss & Tell



"Oh my God," Ginny said in awe.

"Oh my God," Draco repeated in astonishment.

"This is not happening, this is NOT happening," Ginny thought to herself silently. But the look on Ron's face looked so real it was hard to imagine that this was all a dream.

"Gi - Ginny?" Hermione gasped. Harry was looking at them both blankly, as if he had been frozen still with the lurid expression on his face.

"What the fuck is going on here?!" Ron finally said after several unspoken moments of silence.

"Nothing!" Ginny had the strange urge to leap up and run, but the fact that her bare body was still clinging to Draco's made it even more difficult.

For a few minutes nobody said anything. She noticed Harry's face was burning red by now, and he had turned away, his eyes apparently wide. Hermione had her hands over her face, her eyes peeking solidly through her fingers.

Ron, however, was still sitting cross-legged on the grass, his face red, his eyes as wide as possible, and he made choking noises every so often.

"Ron! I can explain!" Ginny protested meekly.

"I am listening," he said in a dead-calm voice.

"Well err-, Draco was teaching me how to do illegal apparation -"

"Hey!" he hissed in her ear.

"And we both got splinched! From our clothes!"

"And explain why you are both wearing bedsheets?" another voice asked. Ginny turned her head toward Harry, who was glaring coldly at her from his furious impression.

"Well..." Draco started to respond, but he had no answer.

Luckily, Ron interrupted. "Ginny, go up to the castle and put on your clothes. Now!" Ron roared. He turned away from them, and so did Harry.

Ginny caught a deep of silent relief in her throat, and motioned Draco to follow her up to the castle. Fortunately, the halls were deserted, and Ginny managed to rush upstairs without being noticed. When she entered her dormroom, she gave a sigh of relief and reached for her wand in the dresser table - where she had left it before. She was back - she was supposed to be overjoyed, happy to be at her home again. Hogwarts.

So why was a forebidding feeling filling itself in her stomach?


Draco finished buttoning his shirt, slicking his hair back professionally once more.

He was relieved he had gotten out of this mess alive, and well back into the present. And that Ronald Weasley hadn't killed him. Yet.

So, it was back to dating everyday, waking up Friday nights drunk and an arm around a pretty blonde, and his usual routine of strutting around the halls like the Sex God that he was.

Why didn't it feel normal anymore? How was he supposed to get over this little 'accident' when it still stuck itself tightly into his memory? Wasn't his reaction supposed to be calm and smirking instead of worried?

What exactly was he worried about?

Fact # 1: He missed Ginny, although it had only been a few minutes.

Fact # 2: After this; Ginny's brother would the beat the living shit out of him soon.

Fact # 3: After this...

Ginny and him would not be together anymore.

Draco angrily tugged at his hair, and his silver strands fell over his forehead.


Ginny woke up with dread in her chest the next morning. She had tossed and turned all night, trying to fall asleep, however, it seemed nearly impossible. Her mind bulged with imagination of what Ron might do once he saw her in breakfast tomorrow. She wasn't quite sure who had taken her place when she was away; or if somebody took her place at all, but she was much too frightened to ask. Last night, she had showered at least four times to wash off the stench of the last few evenings. Her memory ran fast of things that had happened, and she tried only too hard to wipe that smile off her face whenever her thoughts turned to Draco.

Stop it, she thought to herself bitterly that morning while she dressed, Draco's probably sleeping with somebody else anyway.

The thought wrenched her insides terribly.

With much force, Ginny Weasley avoided everyone's eyes when she went downstairs to breakfast. She decided someone had taken her place as Ginny, since nobody seemed to look strangely at her. Although, Seamus did give her a sly wink, which frightened her horribly, but she managed to ignore Ron's piercing look and Harry's red blush whenever she took a bite or happened to approach them.

However, what Ginny could not ignore was that Draco was staring at her too.

Or was it just wishful thinking?

She shuddered, promising herself never to say the word 'wish' for the rest of her life.

When the first bell rang, signaling class, her fellow students began slowly depriving their food and picking up their bags. Ginny, hopeful that she could not talk to her brother for the rest of the day, rushed among the students, running out of the Great Hall.

Someone followed her.

"Hey," Seamus said, still grinning at her. Ginny's heart fell, she had thought the footsteps behind her might've been Draco, but that was just a pathetic plea.

"Um..hi, Seamus," she said, hoping she sounded offhand and casual.

"I saw you streak across the common room yesterday. Didn't know you thought being nude was kinky, Gin, but whatever works for you,...and for me," he said in his thorough Irish accent, winking at her.

"What!?" He had SEEN HER?!

Before she could answer, she was suddenly being pulled by the arm. Seamus looked at her increndously as Draco pulled her to the corner of the hallway.

"What was that about?" Draco demanded, a jealous rise visible in his face.

"Draco -" she objected, trying to twist her arm from his death grip.

"Was that Irish fag trying to hit on you?" he asked, looking into her eyes, infuriated.

"That's not a nice thing to say, Draco!" She dug her nails into his skin. "And by the way, it's none of your damn business!"

She huffed. Why did he come to rescue now, when he had probably slept with somebody else right after 'doing' her?

"Hey! What is wrong with you?" He lowered his voice, leaning forward. "We slept together, remember?"

She gasped, then shot him a look. "Don't scream it aloud, okay! I'd thought you'd forget about me."

"Yeah, sure," he replied sarcastically.

"That's the kind of person you are," she reasoned.

"I was."

There was an eerie silent as they avoided looking at each other.

"Look, this was a mistake," he finally said, ignoring the disappointed look Ginny gave him, "I shouldn't have gotten jealous. I mean, it's not like we're going out or anything."

Ginny tried her hardest to deafen her sound as her heart fell into a plump right into her stomach.

"Yeah. Right." She pulled away from him and started to turn around, walking ahead aimlessly.

"Hey!" he called after her. She hopefully turned around.

"See you in four years," Draco said, smirking at her.

Ginny grinned. "It's a date."



"It's a date...I'll mark it on my calendar..."

"What's a calendar?"

Hmmm; should have I put that? Well, it doesn't matter! HAD REAL FUN WRITING THIS ONE!!! THANK YOU READERS!!!

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