Nothing belongs to me.

Between our lips

"Gin, over here!"

Ginny smiled as she located her friends. The two stood at the entrance of King's Cross station waving their hands and yelling to get her attention. She shook her head and made her way through the crowd.

"I'm not deaf you know." She said when she finally managed to reach them. "And, I'm certainly not blind.". She laughed and pointed at Harry's neon green woollen scarf.

"Well," Harry answered and scratched himself on his neck. "She won't let me take it off."

He shrugged his shoulders and gave her a big hug. "Hey, is that a new perfume you wear? Peppermint, right?"

Ginny bit her bottom lip, "Bullocks!" she thought. She hadn't worn her woollen cardigan since…

-

"I don't get it Gin, how come you don't like that cardigan?" He demanded and stroke her across her spine.

"Well," she said and sighed. "Everyone in my entire family has one, mum even makes extra large for those who are pregnant! It's madness."

"I'm sorry hon, it isn't enough. I don't understand it at all; it's warm, cosy and it smell wonderful." He put his nose on her shoulder and took a deep smell. "It smells you; morning dew…and deep red roses."

"No, it doesn't!" she laughed. " It smells peppermint and fresh icy winds, just like you!"

-

She closed her eyes and forced the memory out of her thoughts, she had to move on. "No," she answered and gave Hermione a kiss on her chin. "Colin borrowed my cardigan a couple of weeks ago, guess his scent's still in it. So… shall we go to the car then?"

Fifteen minutes later they sat in the car, on they way to the burrow. It had begun to snow and Hermione was telling them about her practical training as a healer. Ginny wasn't really listening, the sight of the snow falling down in thick layers made her mind fly away to a day about a year earlier…

-

"What is that?" he said hesitantly and pointed at the snowman in front of him.

"It's a snowman you prat!" Ginny answered and throw a snowball on him.

"Ouch, what's that for? It's the ugliest snowman I've ever seen!"

"Oh, I'm so tired of you! Can't you look beyond his bumps for once and realize what he really is?"

"You mean…like I did with you when I looked beyond your name and realized how much I love you?"

"Eer…yeah, right…Oh, I hate you! You always get the last word!"

-

"Ginny?" Hermione said concerned and turned around. "Are you listening?"

"Yes of course I'm…No, sorry, I wasn't." She answered and shrugged her shoulders. "I didn't have much sleep last night. Anyways, are everyone still coming?"

"Yep, the burrow will be full this year." Harry said and laughed. "Your mother is really over-exited. According to Ron, she's been preparing the food for two weeks."

"That's my mum. So, it'll be the two of you, Ron, Fred and George of course, Percy…"

"And Bill and Fleur with their twins, oh they're just like their uncles. Then there's Charlie and his Romanian wife Alexia and their baby daughter Daisy. I think that's all."

"And me, mum and dad too. We'll be 16…wicked! So, what have you bought for everyone?"

Hermione listened at Harry and Ginny as they counted the number of people and telling each other about the Christmas presents they'd bought for everyone. She smiled and swung the car into the small road which lead to the burrow. "Ready?" She asked them. "Take a deep breath, we're almost there."

"Everyone!" The sharp voice of Mrs Weasley rang trough the Burrow and everything seemed to stop to listen. "Dinner is served in an hour. Fred, George, please set the table." A unison sigh was heard from behind the Christmas tree which made Ginny burst out into laughter. "And someone must get more wood to the fire." Mrs Weasley continued. "Lets see…Ron, Charlie and Percy, you go. Don't forget to put on warm clothes, it's cold outside."

Ginny smiled and closed her eyes. She loved her family, she really did, even though it sometimes was rough being the only girl with six older brothers.

She sat in one of the big windows in the living room; it was her favourite spot were she always seemed to end up, no matter what. This day, Christmas eve, wasn't an exception. She sat there, letting warm hands from the fire and her family melt what she'd spent so long time building up…

-

"Don't let your heart be touched by everything Ginny. Listen to me, I'm serious. I'm telling you this, because I don't want to lose you…I mean when the war begins. It wont be long now… Please Ginny, take this parchment, there says everything you need to know, learn it by heart and then destroy it. I…I got to leave… I love you, always. See you tomorrow, right?"

-

"Ginny, are you all right?" she felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up into Harry's sparkling green eyes.

"I'm, just fine Harry." She answered and gave him a vague smile, but the concern didn't leave Harry's face.

"I'm sorry honey, but I don't believe you. What's wrong?" he said with a crooked smile. "Come on Gin, you can tell me."

She placed her hand on Harry's and squeezed it tight. She trusted him. She didn't really know why, he wasn't even one of her closest friends. But in some way, he always made her open up and reveal her troubled mind.

"You're right, I'm not fine…I'm devastated. But I don't think you want to hear what's bothering me. You'll… be furious." The tears had finally begun to fall from her eyes and she turned away from Harry.

"Hey, Gin. I'm not Ron, remember?" His words made her burst into a laughter. "I'm here to catch your tears pumpkin, It doesn't matter what is wrong. You can trust me."

"Alright Harry, I'll tell you, but it's a rather long story. It's my deepest secret I'm about to tell you, so please try not to interrupt me."

Harry nodded truthfully and she began her story.

"It all started at the beginning of my 5th year at Hogwarts. To be exact it was when I fell down a stair and ended up in the hospital wing if you remember…..

-

"Well," Ginny heard Madame Pomfrey say through the white curtains. "That was a tragic accident my dear, I'm afraid you'll have to stay the night for observations."

Some protest was heard from the student, but Madame Pomfrey obviously didn't listen. She just gave the student some potion and put him in the bed next to Ginny's.

"Cheer up young man, you'll at least have some company through the night. I hope you get along. Well, time for dinner. I'll leave you two now, I hope you'll not suffer too much from thepain."

She pulled away the curtains and then apparated down to the great hall for dinner.

Ginny slowly turned her head to her right and met two fierce grey eyes.

"Malfoy!" she exclaimed with despise. He was the one she least wanted to spend a night in the hospital wing with. "You?"

"Yeah. me." Malfoy answered with a grimace. He was obviously already in pain from the potion. "Was there anything else on your mind, weasel?"

She shook her head and turned away, trying to ignore his mean laughter. She didn't want to hear him spit out his usual rubbish about her, her family and her friends. She had had enough of that during the years.

"Hey, Weasley." Malfoy said after about one hour, he was by now in tremendous pain and had been moaning for the latest 20 minutes. "How…did you…get…here?" He talked with a big effort, and Ginny really felt bad for him, she didn't know why though. He was her deepest enemy, a Malfoy. She turned towards him and looked into his eyes,

"I, fell down the stairs at the entrance," she smiled as he burst into a resounding laugh. "Stop it! I was in a hurry and didn't notice the stair coming. And what's your story to end up here?"

"Quidditch practice, Crabbe shot a bludger on me. That bastard!"

"Are… are you in great pain?"

"It hurts. I'll be fine." Malfoy said and groaned. "And you, how are you?"

"Me?" Ginny said surprised. Was this really The Draco Malfoy she knew? Since when had he started to care about other than himself? "I'm fine. But you, you can't be alright, right? you're…kind of…not normal."

"Yeah?" He said and laughed that laugh again, it was a laughter Ginny really could be used to. "why, is my leg gone? It sure feels that way. You don't know me Weasley, how can you tell I'm acting strange?"

"Your just not acting like you usually do. You haven't said anything mean about me and my family yet for example."

"Look Weasel, if that's how you prefer me, fine. But right now I'm in too much of a pain to be rude to anyone right now! Please sod off, will you."

"I…I'm sorry…I didn't meant…"

"It's okay, gi…Weasley. Hey, are you going to try for your Quidditch team this year? You were good that match you played last year."

"Well, I am… but not as a seeker. I could never be better than Harry, but I'd like to be a chaser though."

-

…and so we talked the whole night, about everything and nothing, until Madame Pomfrey came next morning and let us leave the hospital wing."

"Gin, I don't understand. What has all this to do with…"

"Did I tell you I was finished? Let me continue. We didn't talk anymore to each other, but I still noticed a change in Draco. He left me alone, he even nodded towards me sometimes, when no one could see it that is. And I had even begun to like him, you might remember that I even defended him sometimes. I had no idea what had happened to me, why he of all people was the one stuck in my mind. But one day I got a letter…

-

Ginny,

Imust to talk to you

Meet me by the big oak tree in 10 minutes.

I'll wait 10 more minutes and if you're not there by then, I assume you don't want to meet me.

/ D. M

Ginny read the letter over and over again, she read it all until she realized she was late and if she didn't hurried he'd leave. She ran from the great hall out to the grounds to the big oak where Draco, as he'd written, stood leaning against the tree with a smirk on his face.

"I was just leaving." He said as she stopped and gasped for air. "But I knew you'd come."

"I hear you've got your confidence back Malfoy." Ginny answered and approached him. "So, what's on your mind?"

"I heard you made it to the Quidditch team." he said ," Congratulations Weasley."

"Er…Thank you, I guess." She was stunned, had Draco sent that letter just to congratulate her? "So… "

"You want to go for a stroll? It's a lovely day."

Ginny stared at the boy in front of her who was giving her a crooked smile. He was so…sweet and she just couldn't deny his demand. So, she took his hand and let him lead her the way.

It indeed was a beautiful day; The sun was shining through the branches of the trees and the owls was flying back and forth around the school behind them. And Ginny, she was really having the time of her life; She and Draco was talking and laughing and just enjoying their time together. But finally, she had to ask him the question that had been lingering on her mind all since she'd read the letter Draco sent her.

"Draco?" She asked and stopped, making him turn around against her with a confused look in his eyes. "We have been strolling around here for hours now. Don't misunderstand me, I've really enjoyed it, but…why did you wanted to see me in thefirst place?"

"Why?" Draco mumbled and looked down in the grass as if he'd seen something very interesting down there. "I… I just like your company."

Ginny raised her one eyebrow and tilted her head to the side.

"I feel good when I'm with you Ginny. I've never felt like this before when being with someone. The thing is…oh mother of Merlin. I've fallen for you Weasley!" He bursted out and looked at her chocked face with his silver sparkling eyes. "Well," he continued, "It's said, I guess you want me to leave." He turned around and started to walk away. Ginny slowly began to realize what'd just happened.

"But," she suddenly exclaimed, making Draco stop. "You're a Malfoy, Malfoys don't have any hearts!"

"Well, this one have." Draco answered and returned to her just to grab her hand and put it on his chest. "See? It beats for you."

He smiled and carefully wrapped his arms around her until they were so near each other they could hear the others slightest breath.

"Can I kiss you?" Draco whispered and ran his fingers through her long dark-red hair.


1st chapter...Hope you like it!

Review if so, or if there's something you think I should change.

/Honey