Can't Decide to Love or Hate You

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Ginny looked up from her books, startled at the voice, only to frown slightly at seeing it was Ron.

"What did I do this time?" she asked sarcastically.

"I think it's more like what you didn't do," Ron said with a harsh voice as he towered over his sister. "What is this I hear about you and Harry?"

Ginny simply raised her eyebrow at him before turning back to her books. "I don't know what you're on about. Nothing is happening with me and Harry."

"Exactly!" Ron yelled making a few first years jump at his bellowing voice. "Nothing is happening between you two and it is your entire fault."

This bold statement made Ginny look up harshly at him. "My fault?" she repeated slowly, hoping for the safety of her own flesh and blood that he did not just say that.

"Oh don't get all angry on me for you own doings," Ron said as he took a seat next to his sister at the small round table in the common room. "You know very well what you're doing to poor Harry, leading him on and all that."

Ginny dropped her quill in shock at his words. "Poor Harry? Leading him on?" she repeated. "I am doing nothing of the sort, Ronald!" she yelled angrily. How dare her brother make Harry the victim?

"You sound just like Mother," Ron snapped. "And you know very well that you are toying with Harry's emotions. He practically came back to you on one knee, and what do you do? You ignore him by flirting with Malfoy."

Ginny stared at her brother like he had three heads, wondering what the hell he was talking about. She hadn't even seen Harry or Draco since earlier that day when Pansy attacked her. She was just about to question him on this when she paused for a second. She hasn't seen Harry or Draco, but Ron has.

"Did Harry say something to you?" she questioned.

Ron paused for a second without answering, already giving away his information. "What does it matter if Harry said anything? Harry has been on about you since the dance and you are doing nothing about that!"

"What if I don't want to do anything about it?"

Ron snorted at her suggestion. "Yeah right, Gin. You've been in love with him since you were ten years old. You used to dream of moments like this."

"I was also a silly little girl when I had those dreams, Ron," Ginny snapped, her face turning red with anger. "And how dare you say all of this and forget that Harry was the one to hurt me in the first place! Do you seriously expect me to just let him pick me up whenever the hell he wants?"

"What's in the past was in the past, Gin!" Ron yelled, completely subsiding Ginny's point of argument. "Forget about what happened, and focus on what could happen!"

"And what's that?"

"Harry!" Ron said loudly. "Harry's your future! Don't you see that he wants to be with you?"

"He's already had me, Ron! If he wanted me that badly, he would have never let me go!"

"He was confused," Ron said matter-of-factly. "He wasn't sure what he wanted."

"Oh, but now he does? How can I be so sure that he won't just get confused again with me? Then what, Ron?" Ginny asked furiously. "How can you be so confident that your best friend isn't going to hurt your little sister again?"

"Well, I'm not but-"

"If you're not even sure, how can you expect me to be?" Ginny questioned, wanting nothing more than to be left alone and maybe take a hot bubble bath.

"What's there to be sure about?" Ron said, twisting her words. "He loves you."

Ginny felt herself stiffen at Ron's words. "He does not love me, Ron."

"Then what else would you call him paying attention to you, holding your books, and trying to spend time with you?"

"Trying to get into my pants."

Ron gaped at her for a few moments before spluttering out, "That's ridiculous! Harry is not the kind of guy to-"

"I already know about Lavender, so save it," Ginny interrupted at Ron's pathetic attempt to cover Harry.

"Look, Gin," Ron said in a calmer voice, "you can't judge Harry on that one thing. He's a guy and like all guys we have our needs."

Ginny glared at her brother in disgust. "You are such a pig!" she screeched as she stood up and collected her books. She had enough of this. Standing in front of her brother she added, "And not all guys are like that. Some actually love a woman for who she is and wants to be with her not just for sex."

Ron laughed loudly at that. "Find me one teenaged guy who does that."

"Draco Malfoy."

Ron immediately wiped his smile off his face. "Give me a break, Gin! Malfoy's been with more girls than I can count. Haven't you ever heard what girls call him? They call him Slytherin Sex God or something repulsive like that!"

Ginny shook her head. "He's not like that anymore. He's changed."

"Malfoys can't change, Ginny," Ron stated. "You need a heart to be able to change."

"Despite what you think, Draco does have a heart," Ginny yelled, growing angrier by the second.

"Well if he does, then it's probably all cold and evil. He can't love a woman for who she is like you think he can; he probably doesn't even know what love is!"

"Are you listening to yourself? How can you say such a thing? Draco may not wear his heart on his sleeve, but he certainly learned what love is!"

"Oh yes, and I'm sure his father taught him what love was all about, hu Gin? In fact, his dad was such a loving person that he gave you Riddle's diary as a token of his love."

Ginny dropped her books at the mention of Riddle's name, which left her empty hands to do some good use.

SLAP!

Ron almost fell out of his chair at the force of Ginny's hand on his cheek. He tenderly touched his cheek that was already red from Ginny's slap in shock.

"How dare you?" Ginny snarled in clenched teeth. Her eyes were bright with fire of anger. "Draco's father has nothing to do with this, and for you to make a joke like that you should be lucky that I didn't hex you."

Ron stared at his sister with round eyes. "I-I didn't mean to say that. I'm sor-"

"I don't want to hear it," she snapped as she quickly picked up her books. She proceeded to stalk off to her room, but just as she reached the bottom of the stairs she turned back to Ron, who was still sitting there like an idiot.

"Oh, and for your information, Ron, Draco does know how to love. I know from personal experience."

She gave him a quick glare before she ran up the stairs, leaving Ron in more shock than he already was.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The second she reached her room she barged in and ran to her bed. Not caring that she was not alone, she threw her books on her bed, grabbed her pillow, and screamed as loud as she could into it.

"Ron again?" Mary Elizabeth asked without looking up from her book.

"Who else would it be?" Ginny said as she slumped onto her bed.

"I don't know. Malfoy has a knack of making your emotions go hay-wire also," she said as she turned a page. She paused from her book to look over at Ginny. "Did something new happen with him?"

"When isn't something happening?" she muttered. "Merlin, this has been one hell of a day. I need a nice, relaxing bubble bath. Did Hermione change the Prefect's bathroom's password since I've last been there?"

"Now, Ginny," Mary Elizabeth said in a motherly tone as she set down her book, "you know you could get in trouble if you're caught in there. Only Prefects are allowed, and you're not a Prefect."

"No," she said as she sat up to give her roommate a winning smile, "but you are."

Mary Elizabeth frowned at her friend. With a long sigh, she picked up her book again. "It's Dancing Fairies and you better not get caught."

Ginny gave her a wide smile as she headed towards the door. "Don't worry I won't. Thanks, Mary Elizabeth, you're the best."

"Yeah yeah," she said with a bit of a smile, "you're just too pissed off to ask your brother for it."

"That and he wouldn't have given it to me anyways," she said before walking out the door. Before she reached the common room she stopped to check if Ron was gone, not wanting to continue with their row. Once all was clear she walked out of the Gryffindor common room and right to the bathroom near the statue of Boris the Bewildered.

After glancing around her to make sure that no one was around-even though many students wouldn't be wandering near this part of the school at 4 in the afternoon- she muttered "Dancing Fairies" and slipped inside.

She inwardly smiled at the beautiful room; she never got tired of the chandeliers or enormous masses of white marble. She grabbed a white towel from the table, and went to an empty changing area on the left side of the room. After she discarded her clothes and wand into a cabinet, she walked back out to the main area in nothing but a small, white towel.

Ginny hummed a happy tune as she once again passed the pool to the right side of the room were smaller, more private baths lay. She crouched down to the built-in bath of her choice and turned a few tabs, smiling pleasantly as bubbles started to pour out into the warm water.

She ran her hand through her straight hair as the smells of vanilla and lilac filled her nose right before she dropped her towel to the side of the mini pool-which could hold a good four people-and lowered herself into the now full bubble bath that barely came up to her chest when she stood.

"This is the life," she muttered to herself as she rested herself on a shallower sloped ledge on the inside of the bath. The bubbles just covered half off her breasts, leaving quite a handful of cleavage showing, but she just closed her eyes and leaned her head back in relaxation.

She sighed quietly as she felt her body relax; only wishing that her mind would do the same. It was only a few hours ago that she had her run in with Pansy, and that she kissed Draco. Her face started to grow hot, and she wondered if the warm water was making her do that or the thought of how Draco's lips felt against her own. The thought of his hands all over her body on Halloween night made her bite her bottom lip to fight back a feeling she was having.

Draco was gorgeous, she knew that. He kissed like the book; he seemed to always know just where to touch her, whether it was a gently caress on her face or when so many nights ago he dared to touch her bare skin. She stirred restlessly at the thought of his hands on her hips and her breasts, grasping her with lust and desire.

Unknowingly to Ginny, the Prefect's bathroom door opened to a Prefect who didn't notice a red head in the far right mini-pool with its curtain only half way closed. They instead grabbed a towel just as Ginny did so and went right to the changing rooms.

Ginny was so entranced by her thoughts of Draco's body lying on top of hers that she didn't hear the footsteps walk towards her, and continued to lie there with her biting on her lip until the person, almost passing by her to a farther mini-pool, stopped in shock.

"Ginny?"

Ginny's eyes popped open at the familiar voice and turned her head to the side, where Draco was standing.

In only a towel.

She knew that her mouth dropped open, but how could it not? Just when she was daydreaming of him kissing her and touching her, there he was standing next to her mini-pool with only a white towel wrapped very loosely around his lean waist. She eyed him up and down, swallowing hard at his hard chest and perfect abs. His shoulders and arms were as lean and muscular as she always thought them to be, along with nicely shaped legs. The thought of knowing that Draco was naked underneath that little towel made it painfully aware that she too was naked under a layer on bubbles.

"Draco!" Ginny gasped as she covered her exposed cleavage, which by the look in Draco's eyes she knew he saw. "What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you the same thing," he said as he tried not to think about her being naked. "This is a Prefect's bathroom, and I happen to be a Prefect."

"You're not going to take away house points, are you?" Ginny asked as she quickly averted her eyes to one of the tabs. Anything to keep her eyes off of Draco's perfect face, perfect body, not to mention those lips that are perfect to kiss with...

Draco smirked knowingly at Ginny's reaction. He knew he had a good body, but Ginny's innocence that she was acting on was such a turn on that he had to resort to thinking of other things to keep his body cool. 'Think of Snape in a bikini,' he ordered to himself. 'A pink, yellow polka dotted bikini that is a few sizes too small and...ah bad mental image.'

"Hmm, it is my responsibility to punish those who are breaking the rules," Draco said with a joking tone. "Whatever shall I do to you?"

Ginny felt her face blush at his suggestiveness and was about to reply when a scream was let out.

"Goodness gracious, Mr. Malfoy! Please do cover up more or enter your bath!"

Draco and Ginny both jumped at Professor McGonagall's voice that boomed through the echoed room. Just when she thought she was caught, Ginny saw that McGonagall's back was turned to them, probably because Draco was half naked.

Draco stared at his professor's back, dumbfounded on what he should say. He knew she didn't see Ginny that much was sure. "What are you doing in the Prefect's bathroom?" If he didn't know what to say, he might as well keep up his attitude.

"A professor is for now on checking the bathrooms at every hour to make sure no non-Prefects are in here, not that it is any of your business, Mr. Malfoy. Now please get into your bath that you drew so I can make my rounds!"

Ginny felt her eyes grow wide with Draco's as realization hit them both. Butterflies attacked her stomach at full force at the thought of having to share a bath with Draco.

Draco gulped loudly at McGonagall's order. He knew that if he tried to protest, she would think something was up and investigate to only come across Ginny. Lately there have been an increase in students who have somehow managed to sneak into the Prefect's bathroom, and everyone caught received a harsher punishment than the last. He glanced down at Ginny who was a bit paled in the face, either from fear of getting caught or of realization of what was to happen. He took a deep breath. He did not trust himself in a situation like this.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall," he said slowly as he crept a bit closer to the pool. Thankful that Ginny shut her eyes and turned her face away, he quickly took off his towel and lowered himself into the other end of the mini-pool and closed the curtains on his side.

At the sound of a splash of water, McGonagall asked, "Are the curtains fully closed?"

Draco looked up at Ginny's side of the pool, where Ginny still did not look him in the eye, and noticed that the curtains were wide open right behind her, and out of his reach.

"Err, just a minute," he said loudly as he questioned on what to do. He could nudge Ginny underwater to tell her to turn around and close it, but was afraid of what he would touch or of startling her. Taking a deep breath, he waded over to her side of the pool, and careful not to touch her, he leaned over her body and closed the curtain and secured it tight.

"They're closed, ma'am," he spoke a bit softer than before. He slowly lowered himself down into the water, but did not move back to his side. Instead he stared at her face even though it was turned away and felt his body shake at being this close to her in no clothes.

Very slowly, Draco took his hand and gently moved Ginny's face to look at him. She willingly did so, and the look in her eyes almost made him gasp. She was a bit embarrassed, but not at all afraid like he thought she would be. She bit her lip in a manner that made shivers run down his spine.

"Mr. Malfoy! Do you know whose clothes and wand these belong to?"

Draco once again jumped at her voice. Ginny's eyes widened. "They're mine," she whispered quietly. "Quick, say they belong to Mary Elizabeth!"

"The 6^th year Gryffindor Prefect saw me on my way up and told me that she may have left her spare change of clothes and her wand in here. She asked me to bring them back to her if I found them."

Draco stared at the curtain, waiting for McGonagall's response. His arms now hung at both of his sides, his hands hidden by the bubbles that came up to his chest. Ginny slowly slipped off the ledge and went to stand next to Draco, who was not observing any of this, and found herself staring at his profile.

"Hmm, that's not like Mary Elizabeth to be so careless," McGonagall said. "Are you sure you don't want me to bring them back to her?"

"No! I mean, no, it's quite alright, Professor," Draco said quickly.

"Well alright then. I shall see you later, Mr. Malfoy," McGonagall said as she walked out of the bathroom, the door closing loudly behind her.

Draco let out a big sigh of relief. He turned his head back to Ginny to find that she was now standing right up next to him, instead of before when she was sitting on the ledge. His eyes dropped down to her chest, where the bubbles just covered her nipples. Draco gulped loudly as he forced himself to look back into Ginny's fiery eyes.

"Well, I guess I can leave now," Draco said quietly, but he never moved, and Ginny never made him.

The butterflies would not leave her alone, and Ginny could not take her eyes off of his lips. Just the idea of having Draco naked next to her was driving her mad, and it scared her a bit. Still, she closed any distance between them and brought her hand to his face and gently touched his skin.

"What are you doing?" Draco whispered with lust as his eyes almost closed to her touch. She was so close to him that he could feel the tips of her breasts on his skin.

"I think I want to kiss you."

Draco stopped his eyes from bulging at her husky voice. "Only do it if you're sure, because I'm not sure if I'll be able to control myself."

Fire ran through Ginny's veins at Draco's words. "Well maybe I don't want you to control yourself."

This time Draco's eyes did open a bit wider but found he did not have anything to say. Ginny slowly dropped her hand and rested both of them between their chests while Draco wrapped his arms around her naked, wet lower back.

"I don't know how I exactly feel about you, Draco. I know it's something big, but I need to find out how much," Ginny spoke softly as she leaned her head in closer to Draco's.

"Anything I can do to help," Draco muttered right before Ginny leaned up and pressed her lips to his.

The second they touched, it was an immediate passion she has never felt before. She was planning on just leaving it at a simple kiss, but the second she felt Draco's hands caress her bare skin tightly, she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her hand in his hair. Draco moaned a bit against her mouth when she tugged at his hair, sending shivers down her spine. Knowing that she was turning Draco on excited her, and just to see if she could do it again, she pulled on his hair twice as hard.

Draco opened his mouth against Ginny's to gasp with pleasure, which Ginny quickly muffled with her tongue, deepening the kiss as she pulled his face closer to hers. She kissed him as if they were going to die tomorrow, she kissed him hard and thoroughly, hoping to find the answer she has been searching for.

Draco slowly brought hands up from Ginny's back, grazing his fingers lightly against her skin as he trailed them up to the sides of her breasts. His hands froze, only a centimeter away from her, and he briefly wondered if that would be taking it too far. But once Ginny tugged at his bottom lip he decided to take his chances.

Ginny arched her back in pleasure as Draco grabbed both of her breasts, kneading them lightly as he flicked his thumbs at her nipples. She let go of his mouth to let out a moan as he rubbed harder, making her tense with lust.

The second Ginny stopped kissing him and arched her back, Draco immediately moved for her neck and started leave a trail of warm, lingering kisses. He felt Ginny dig her nails into his shoulders when he nipped at a sensitive part of her neck before he dipped his head down lower and kissed one of her breasts before lightly sucking on it.

If Ginny thought his hands felt good on her, it was nothing compared to his mouth. She knew things were going too fast and spiraling out of control, but she didn't care. The thought of having him be her first entered her mind quickly as Draco went back to kissing her mouth fiercely, and she was too drunk with lust to think of anything else but him.

Taking sudden charge, Ginny took both of Draco's hands, and while continuing to kiss him, she led him back to the slopped ledge she was lying on earlier. The second she settled herself on it, Draco immediately followed and covered her body with his own, all the while still not letting go of her mouth. Ginny's eyes almost opened in surprise at feeling his arousal against her leg.

"Draco," Ginny moaned as he nipped at her ear, huffing hot breath into it. The water on the shallow ledge just covered Draco's lower back, leaving his well-formed back showing with Ginny's hands all over him.

She didn't know what came over her, it must have been a naked, wet Draco lying on top of her and of him kissing her everywhere, but desire hit her so hard that she just had to do something. Kissing wasn't cutting it.

As Draco continued to kiss, suck, and lick her between her neck and ear, Ginny's yearning got the best of her and she slowly dragged her right hand down to the water between them and curiously dragged a finger against his length.

Draco trembled slightly at her touch as he let out a low hiss in her ear.

"Do you like that?" Ginny asked breathlessly.

Draco only let out a nod before Ginny wrapped her trembling hand around him and ran it across the length, marveling at how big he was.

"Merlin, Ginny, do you have any idea what you're doing to me?" Draco whispered huskily as his back arched to Ginny's touch.

Ginny bit her bottom lip in response. She knew that what she was doing obviously felt good to Draco, but she didn't now how good.

Draco dropped one of his hands down in-between them and took her hand off of him. "Here," he whispered as he stared into his eyes, "let me show you."

His whole body paused as he stared at her, waiting for her permission. Ginny nodded at him, not really knowing what to expect. Draco gave her a small smile before he went back to kissing her, and then she felt him touch her tiny bundle of nerves.

Ginny almost jumped in pleasure at his touch; already moaning loudly in his mouth when he continued to rub and touch her there. Draco's other hand nestled in the back of her hair, digging his fingers deep into her locks.

Almost out of reflex to his touch, Ginny opened her legs wider to him, giving him more room to move about. He gave her bundle a quick flick before gently coaxing two fingers inside of her.

Ginny gasped loudly at his entrance, and for a second she didn't feel much until he started to move his fingers while he touched her bundle of nerves also.

"Draco!" Ginny gasped loudly as she buried her hands into his hair, pulling on it hard. She had to take a hold of something or she was certain she would drown.

Draco nuzzled his face on the side of her neck as he moved his fingers faster. Watching her face sketched with pleasure that he was giving to her took more out of him than he thought it would. He muffled his groan into her neck as she tugged on his hair and whispered into his ear:

"I want you, Draco."

Draco's hand immediately stopped and he put it on the side of the mini-pool behind Ginny's head to balance, despite Ginny's meows on protest at the sudden empty feeling.

He propped himself up carefully over Ginny so he could look her squarely in her rosy face. "What did you say?" he asked hoarsely.

Ginny smiled heavenly up into his gray eyes. "I said I want you."

Draco stared at her thoughtfully, trying desperately to think with his mind and not his throbbing arousal. He gritted his teeth together for a moment, knowing in a minute he'll hate himself for doing this.

"Not here. Not like this."

His words completely wiped the expression off of Ginny's face. "Why not?" she asked, the hurt being clear in her voice.

Draco signed quietly as he rested his forehead on Ginny's. "Because I'm not going to take your virginity from you in a big bathtub. You deserve better than that." He was going to add that she still didn't know her true feelings with him and Potter, but kept it in.

Draco's words made her feel slightly better for herself. "I guess a bathtub isn't what I had in mind for my first time," she said with a small smile.

Draco smiled back at her before giving her a slow kiss before he slowly got off of her and waded over to the edge of the pool for their towels. After checking to make sure the coast was clear, he pulled back the curtains and lifted himself out of the water and wrapped the towel around his waist. He turned back to Ginny, smirking at her closed eyes.

"Ahem," Draco said, making Ginny look at him. "I believe you need this," he purred as he played with her fluffy towel.

Ginny gave him a small, bashful smile before slowly making her way to the edge, the bubbles still covering her. Draco dropped his hands to her to help her out of the pool, but she didn't take a hold of them until saying, "Close your eyes."

Draco gave her a playful frown before doing so. Once he helped her out of the pool and she took a towel from his hand, he kept them closed until she cleared her throat.

Opening his eyes, Draco let out a breath. Never could anyone look sexier in just a white towel. He already hated himself for acting on his best judgment.

The walk back to the changing rooms was silent as Ginny took what just happened into thought. She felt her cheeks burn at the remembrance of what she did and almost had done with Draco, and she liked every bit of it. She knew that if Harry was in Draco's face, that he would have taken her virginity in a bathtub without a second thought.

"A galleon for your thoughts?" Draco asked as he handed Ginny her clothes and wand.

"Just thinking about what happened between us in the mini-pool," she said before muttering a drying spell on her body.

"Oh," Draco said before doing the same. "So, did you find what you were looking for?"

Ginny gave him a grin, remembering her words right before she kissed him. "I'm not sure," she said with a hint of a smile. "I may need some more convincing."

Draco dropped his shirt at her words. "Oh really?" he asked smoothly.

Ginny nodded slowly as she started to play with the part of the towel that was tucked in. Draco eyed her movements with anticipation as she took a step closer to him and leaned right up to him.

"Draco?" she murmured into his ear.

"Yeah?" He gulped, shivers running down his back at her hot breath.

"See you at dinner."

Draco looked at her with wide eyes as she gave him a big smirk before strutting over to a private changing stall.

He stood there for several seconds before shoving his clothes back into onto the cabinet and stalked over to the shower stalls. He needed a cold shower, and fast.