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I don’t know why I’m asking you this but I’d like you to meet me in the library tonight. At eleven. I don’t know why, I think that we have some unresolved issues to work out. I’ll understand if you don’t come.
Draco Malfoy

Draco had written and re-written the letter many times because he had not known what to say. That morning he had watched her during transfiguration. She seemed in horrible shape. Almost depressed. Then that girl, the one with the black hair had intervened. He planned on giving her the note then. He had watched as they made their way to the great hall and managed to take a short cut. He was just quick enough to bump into her. The other girl was quick to yell at him. She obviously knew about them going swimming. It was Ginny though that made him smile. As soon as she’d seen him, she’d got rid of her depressing feelings and let her temper out on him. He liked her fiery temper. Everything about her was hot.

He wasn’t supposed to think like that though. She was his enemy and for some damn reason he was meeting her tonight. If she showed.

He was in his room now, besides Ginny the day had gone smoothly. He went to his classes and did his work. He never even said anything to Potter or Granger. He watched Weasley though. It was so strange how a beautiful girl like Ginny could come from a family of tall, clumsy fools. Ginny was none of those though, she was graceful and smart. No matter what he said he knew he had feelings for her.

The corner of an envelope stuck out of his drawer. He brought it out and stared at it shakily before undoing the seal. He hadn’t written to her for a week and he felt horrible about it but he didn’t want to hurt her anymore.

He picked up his quill and stared at his parchment. He’d write a letter and not send it until the time was right. His clock said 10.30 so he had time to do it.

Dear ???
That is exactly what you are to me. Something I question each passing minute. I am never sure if we’re right by writing and so I’ve come to a conclusion. This will be my last letter because we can never be together. You don’t just need love to have a relationship. There are a lot of other ingredients and we don’t have them. I have a girlfriend and I know I will never love her as I do you. Please remember I love you. The 7th sign of love is realizing the best for each other. This is really the best. I hope you understand.

He crossed his arms and looked at the letter. It had taken him 20 minutes to write it. He slipped it in the drawer to mail when he was ready. For now though, he had 10 minutes to get to the library.


Ginny pulled her hair into a high ponytail before slipping out of her room. Hoping that nobody would notice her sneaking off to be with Malfoy. She was unlucky though and somebody wanted to talk!

“Hey Ginny, what ya doin?”

“Hermione…Hey! Umm…. I’m going for a walk!”

“Oh really! Can I come?”

Ginny shifted her eyes uncomfortably and stuttered with her excuse. “I really need to be alone right now Hermione.”

“Oh…okay then. Talk to you later.”

Ginny nodded and slipped out, not noticing the hurt in Hermione’s eyes.

When Ginny finally did come into the library she met a wall of darkness. She didn’t see Malfoy anywhere until he leaned into the moonlight. She almost gasped by the look of him there. He looked so different, hot and sensual in the moonlight.

“I didn’t think you would come.” He said smiling. Ginny only nodded, unable to find the right words. “You don’t have to say anything Ginny, but right now I think we’ll go somewhere else, this isn’t the best of places to talk.” He opened the door and took her into the hall.

“This is risky Malfoy, we could be seen.” She said, watching around her.

“It’s no picnic for me either.” He said, sneaking up the flights of stairs. When they arrived on the seventh floor Ginny began to get nervous, her common room was here!

“Wherever we’re going, could you hurry?”

“Almost there.” He said, smiling and sneaking to the end of the corridor. She gasped when he stopped in front of the DA room. Walking back and forth a small white door appeared. He pushed her through, only to find a plain room. A little white couch and roaring fireplace.
Draco brushed past her and sat on the couch nervously. Ginny only stared, not sure what she should do but finally she got by it and sat on the floor by his knees. Resting her head on him.

“So what is it you wanted to talk about Draco?”

“There’s so little time, and so many words.”

“We have all night.”

“It will take more than that.”

Ginny sighed and looked into his eyes, they were hazy with confusion and denial but she stared into them anyway.

“I just don’t know where to begin.”

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