Romance Americana

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Saturday

Midnight

Slytherin Dungeons

Ginny did her best to keep quiet. Even though she was a prefect, she could still be caught, and points could still be taken off. She was creeping slowly down to the Slytherin common room. Suddenly, she felt an arm wrap around her waist, and a hand hold her mouth shut, stifling her scream of surprise. It was only Draco, after all.

"Quiet, Ginny. God knows where Snape is. He can sneak up on you; the nearer to the common room, the more likely it is."

Draco took his hand off Ginny's mouth and spun her around.

"Did you miss me, Gin?"

"God, yes." She pulled his head down into a kiss.

Who knew little Ginny Weasley could kiss like this, Draco thought. He angled his head to get the advantage. Ginny moaned when his tongue sought entrance to her mouth. Ginny felt Draco's hand slide down her back, sinking into dangerously low territory.

"Draco; hands."

"Sorry, love."

"It's alright," she whispered as continued to pepper his face with soft kisses. She wanted all of him, and if not that, all that she could possibly get. Much to her chagrin, Draco stopped her.

"Ginny, love, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking that you better keep kissing me, because I may never get to see you again if our Head Boy or Head Girl find us."

"Potter and Granger? What the hell can they do? All we'd have to do is go tell Snape that they've been using the Head Boy and Girl bedrooms for snogging, and they'd be taken care of..."

"Draco! Harry's my brother's best friend, and Hermione herself is a good friend of mine! I wouldn't let you!"

"Does this mean I can't call her mudblood anymore?"

"I'll hurt you if I ever here you call anyone that, Hermione especially."

"Ginny..."

"Draco, shut up and kiss me before I go and tell Harry were you are, and that you tried to attack me."

"You wouldn't."

"I would."

With a shrug, Draco kissed her again, and again, and again.

They woke on the dungeon floor in the morning, wrapped around each other.

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Monday

Mid-afternoon

"Hermione, I simply can't understand why you don't like Kate. She's a perfectly nice person; she may have her problems, but she isn't malicious or anything."

"Harry, I KNOW that! I just don't trust her! She barely managed to answer me when I asked her how she was able to attend Americana and still film Muggle movies. And, she's too damn near perfect!"

"I think you're jealous!"

Harry watched as Hermione came over to the couch in his room and flopped down next to him.

"Harry Potter, you know that I'm not jealous. I have what I want." She leaned over and kissed him, causing Harry's eye brows to rise.

"Keep doing that, 'Mione."

She pulled away.

"You know, if you want to be a good Head Girl, you need to learn how to follow the Head Boy's directions."

"Then the Head Boy needs to learn how to trust the Head Girl's instincts."

"Yeah, yeah. Just kiss me again."

Hermione complied with his request. "I just want you to know that this doesn't mean that I trust Kate."

"You're really that distrusting of her?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll look into her, if it makes you feel any better. Just as long as you come back here and kiss me like that again."

"Thank you, Harry." Hermione leaned over and kissed him with every once of love she had.

"I do believe I love you, Harry Potter."

"The feeling's returned, Hermione. Trust me, the feeling's returned."

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Ron followed Kate down the Charms corridor at a clipped pace. She said she had wanted to show him something, and that something would be something that he would like to see. He was almost to Flitwick's room when Kate ambushed him with a kiss.

"Hey, doll. What took you so long?"

"Some of us have best friends that are workaholics. They don't exactly approve when I run off to snog my new girlfri-", and Kate cut him off with another kiss. He was amazed to find himself being backed into an alcove. How the hell could she manage to move them backwards? All of the blood had abandoned his brain and had headed south. If he could just manage to tilt his head at the right angle...

"Ouch!"

"What the hell?"

"Malfoy?"

"Weasley?"

"Oh shit."

Ron's eyes landed on his sister. She was standing behind Malfoy; her hands were suspiciously low.

"GINNY! EXPLAIN, NOW!"

"After you! I mean, it's okay for you to stand in a private place and snog Kate, but not for me to kiss Draco?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, back the fuck up. Kate, first off, is not the heir to an evil organization. Secondly, you're kissing Draco MALFOY. Let me spell it out for you, in case you didn't get it the first time. M-A-L-F-O-Y. As in, Lucius Malfoy, who hates our family and everything good, and fuzzy, and kind on the face of the earth! I'm willing to bet that the bastard tortures little bunnies for fun! Come on, Ginny, use your common sense!"

"There's no proof that Lucius Malfoy is a Death Eater..."

"Ginny, wake up! Dad raided his house two years ago and found all kinds of things. He found proof of illegal charms work, and potions, and stuff like that! He isn't safe! I just want my little sister to be safe!" Ron's voice was now bordering on desperate.

"Don't do that Ron! Don't patronize me, or tell me that you want your little sister to be safe. I'm growing up, Ron, and I will fall in love, or lust, or whatever, and when I do, I need to learn how to deal with it on my own! Kate, some help please...?"

Kate just shook her head. Her sad eyes mirrored the younger girl's sad look. "I'm sorry, Ginny, but I gotta go with Ron on this one." She shot an evil look at Draco. "Any Malfoy's bad news, especially Lucius' son. You just need to trust me on this. You can do so much better..."

"Jesus Christ, Morgan, is the sex that good? Is he so good in bed that you're willing to agree with him on EVERYTHING? I'm disappointed in you; Lauren always told me that you had more of a spine."

"Wait a goddamn minute! I have more backbone than you, or any one else in this entire school! I have dealt with more shit, since I was 13, mind you, than you will ever have to deal with, Malfoy. You have daddy's henchmen to clean everything up for you. I don't! I've learned how to take care of myself! And I haven't even slept with Ron, how dare you say that I did!"

"But it doesn't mean that you wouldn't."

"Ginny, stop it now, you know that Kate is right," Ron said.

"It doesn't mean she won't sleep with you."

"Ginny, you're right, but the fact remains that I haven't. I don't want to know what you have or haven't done with... this... can I even call you a man, Malfoy? Do you have human DNA, or are you just there? Ginny, I've made my share of mistakes, but they will all pale in comparison to your sleeping with him, if that's your choice. Ron, we need to go. I'll kill him if I stay any longer."

Ron looked at his little sister, shocked by Kate's attitude and words. He was now torn between hate for Malfoy and love for his little sister. But what was he to do? He turned and followed Kate back to Gryffindor common room.

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"Hey, Ron; Kate."

"Hi, Harry. Ron, I'm gonna get going; I want to get the Americana team captains together for a little chat. Bye." She gave him a peck on the cheek and ran off, presumably to get her practice robes on.

"Ron, how's Kate?"

"She's fine, what do you mean?"

"Does she ever seem, I don't know, strange to you?"

"No, although she gave Malfoy a pretty hard time just now in the hall. It was kind of scary."

"I knew I liked her for a reason. But we need to talk about Kate."

"What about?"

"Hermione claims that she just too perfect."

"Like Hermione's one to talk."

"True, but I promised her I would ask. She's my girlfriend, and I promised."

They sat there for a few moments, both of them staring into the fire.

Finally, Ron spoke up. "You should have seen her just now. She gave Malfoy this high and mighty speech about how she took care of her own problems; that she didn't need someone cleaning up after her. It was strange to say the least."

Just then, Kate ran down the stairs with Shannon not too far behind. Both girls were dressed for practice.

"I'll see you later, doll." And with another kiss, they were out the door and on their way to the pitch.

Harry watched them go, then turned back to the fire muttering," Strange indeed..."

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Hour Later

Quidditch Pitch

Eight brooms hovered fifty feet above the ground, a Quaffle flying between them. Nikola looked over at Kate, slightly annoyed. Kate had called them together; what was taking her so long to start?

"Kate, what's the deal? You didn't call us all out here to play catch."

Kate sighed. "Well, lemme start out be telling you that Victoria is gonna be seriously pissed."

Matt let the Quaffle go past him as his head shot up and his eyes met Kate's. "What the hell do you mean 'Victoria's gonna be pissed?' What happened?"

"Ron and I stumbled across young Ginny in the corridor... with Draco Malfoy. They looked pretty into it."

"Shit! What the hell went wrong?! I thought you were dancing with Draco, Dani!"

"Wait a goddamn second! Why is it my job to dance with your cousin? Why couldn't Kate, or Nikki, or hell, even you dance with Malfoy?"

"Because Dani is dating someone, and dancing with your cousin is just too damn strange, that's why we couldn't dance with Draco."

"And dancing with your new boyfriend's hated enemy is bound to ruin the relationship."

Jarrod rolled his eyes. "Stop blaming each other. I hate to sound so completely Disney, but we simply cannot put the blame on each other. We need to figure out how far this is gone, and then stop it. We need to think logically, not emotionally. If we think emotionally, Lucius catches on to us, we get caught, and then we're dead. If we die, it doesn't matter if Victoria is pissed, or if Draco gets his girl. If we're gone, all that stands between an evil empire is Harry Potter and his two best friends, one of which he is now dating. And what happens when you have people that important to you fighting by your side?"

All eight teens looked down towards the ground and repeated the life lesson that he been scorched into their brains.

"You fall in love, and then they die."

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