Captured By A Dragon

Chapter Ten: Changes

The sun was coming up in the sky, lighting everything in its path; trees, grass, flowers, and two teenagers who were asleep in the Charms classroom of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry.

The two teenagers' names were Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy, which was a very shocking combination if you asked anyone who went to Hogwarts. It was simply unbelievable to think that a Gryffindor and a Slytherin fell asleep together all of the sudden.

But you have to believe it, it was no lie. Yes, they were both there; Ginny sprawled out on several desks and Draco producing a small puddle of saliva on the dusty floor.

The sun was right in Ginny's eyes, and she woke up with a small groan.

"I'll be up in a second, Mum," she muttered stupidly, flipping over and putting her head on her hands.

Draco's eyes slowly opened and he was surprised to see that he wasn't in his usual soft bed. "Huh?" he said, getting up off the floor. He wiped off his chin and looked up at Ginny. "What happened?" he asked her, now standing up. Ginny opened her eyes and sat up, just as bewildered as he was.

"I don't know... " she said. She looked around, trying to figure out where she was. "Why are we still in the Charms classroom?"

"I think we must've fallen asleep last night," Draco murmured. He was looking around as well and spotted Ginny's unfinished Defense Against the Dark Arts homework on the desk in the corner, making him smirk.

Ginny looked at Draco, her eyes questioning. "What did we exactly do last night?" she asked.

Draco slightly grinned. "I don't think I want to know," he said. Ginny laughed at him and put her hand on the back of his neck, stroking his hair.

"I know what we did," she told him, looking deep into his eyes.

"Are you ashamed of it?" Draco said softly.

Pause.

"No," replied Ginny, kissing Draco's cheek. Draco smiled happily and picked her up off the desk. He set her down on the ground and put his hand in hers, still grinning. Then, suddenly, breaking Draco and Ginny's moment of affection, the door squeaked open.

"Students!" exclaimed Professor Flitwick, his head extended to look at how tall they both were. Ginny and Draco immediately let go of each other and Ginny blushed such a dark shade of red that Draco had to hold in a snicker and look to the side.

"Sorry, Professor," Ginny said quickly, covering up the awkward silence. "We... we were looking for you!"

"For me?" said Flitwick.

"For him?" said Draco.

"Why of course!" Ginny cried, gesturing to Draco to play along.

"Oh - right! Looking for you, Professor." He put on a fake smile.

"What for?" asked Professor Flitwick, looking suspicious. "Aren't you in different -"

"You see, Professor," interrupted Draco, taking over the situation. "We wanted to ask you about those Love Charms."

Ginny vigorously nodded her head. "Yes, those Love Charms that make somebody - love you," she said lamely, turning her head to Draco for help.

"You see, we both forgot how it was done! We didn't know whether the incantation was 'Herliosa' or 'Herlioso'," he explained, complete with hand motions.

"But it's the crack of dawn!" Flitwick squealed, still not believing their story.

Suddenly, Draco gasped dramatically. "Professor, how could you say such a thing?" he said in a scandalized voice. "We put our time and effort to wake up in the morning, get dressed, get all pretty for you, and what do you do? You scold us!"

Ginny's eyes widened as she tried to stifle a laugh.

"I expected better from you, Professor," Draco said quietly, folding his arms and looking away.

Professor Flitwick sighed in annoyance and looked up at Draco and Ginny. "It's 'Herlioso', Mister Malfoy and Miss Weasley. Now if you would be so kind, I must arrange today's lesson. Good day!"

Flitwick then quickly shooed them out of the room with his little hands. Ginny hurriedly picked up her homework on the way to the door, trying to hide it from the Professor so he would not notice.

Once they were out in the corridor, they both started laughing wildly.

"Priceless!" Ginny cried, wiping a tear from under her eye. "Where did you learn to act nice?"

Draco gave her a look mixed with anger and a small grin. "Definitely not my father," he murmured, looking at the ground.

Ginny frowned and rubbed his shoulder soothingly. Draco looked at her and smiled, taking her hand once more and entwining their fingers together.

"I feel like I can tell you anything, Ginny," he told her quietly, becoming lost in her dark brown eyes.

"You can," Ginny said. A genuine smile flashed across her lips as she leaned in and kissed his cheek.

"Listen, I'm going to go back to bed because I know you don't expect me to stay awake," she continued. "So I suggest you get back to your common room so no one will guess anything happened. Believe me, you don't get up around this time."

Draco let out a small chuckle and looked at her as they reached the marble staircase.

"Well... bye," he said slowly.

"Bye," responded Ginny, and Draco kissed her hand. Ginny smiled widely and walked up the staircase, Draco staring up at her with a longing look.

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As slowly and quietly as she could, Ginny walked through the portrait hole and started tiptoeing across the crimson rugs, making sure (and praying with every inch of her being) that no one would wake up. The problem was, there was somebody lying wide awake on the couch, possibly the one person that Ginny was most scared to face.

"Where were you last night?"

It was Harry. He was lying on the couch in front of the fire, his eyes wide open and looking at the ceiling.

Ginny smacked herself in the head furiously and gritted her teeth. "What are you doing in here?" she said, walking up to Harry and looking down at him in rage.

"I should be asking you the same thing!" Harry exclaimed. He sat up and put his hands between his knees.

"Listen, I was only at the detention -"

"Wow, I didn't know that detentions lasted until morning."

"Well, Draco and I had to stay a bit longer that planned -"

"And now you're on first-name basis?" said Harry angrily, looking up at Ginny. The emerald from his eyes was now completely gone and was replaced by a livid jade.

"It's none of your business!" Ginny shouted at him. She no longer cared if she woke up the entire Gryffindor Tower; it was just her and Harry now.

Harry stood up, and, surprisingly, Ginny noticed she was just as tall as him. It was so strange finally being face to face after all these years of dreaming about it...

"Malfoy's bad news, Ginny, don't trust him-"

"How can I trust you is the bigger question," Ginny butted in, getting closer to Harry and poking his chest. Harry swallowed loudly.

"You know you can trust me," Harry told her, his voice becoming soft. "You can always trust me."

"Can I?" said Ginny with narrowed eyes. "Can I trust that you won't be staying up like a controlling bastard waiting for me to get back? Hm?"

"What the hell makes you think I'm controlling?" Harry said incredulously. "God, Ginny, every time I try to be here for you, you make it seem as if I'm there too much, like you can't stand me anymore and want me to vanish completely from your life. Is that what you want?"

"At the moment? Very much so."

"Ginny, I'm being serious," said Harry hurtfully.

"Yeah, well, so am I."

Harry sighed deeply and looked at Ginny in exasperation.

"Cho broke-up with me last night after dinner," he told her, sitting back down on the couch.

Ginny almost smiled at this... almost. How long had she been waiting to hear those words? But from the expression on Harry's face, she felt that she had already caused him enough, and sat down beside him, putting her hand on his arm.

"What happened?" she asked in barely above a whisper.

"After dinner last night, we were walking out of the Great Hall when she told me that she needed to talk to me in private. I hoped that she wasn't about to do what I had been dreading since we started going out, but that's exactly what she did. We went into that empty classroom close by the Great Hall, do you know which one I'm talking about?"

"Yeah, the unused one," Ginny said, nodding.

"Well, she sat me down and came right out and said what was on her mind," Harry continued. "She told me that she had cheated on me with Terry Boot and that they're planning to finally get together or something like that... mind you, I stopped listening right after she said the words 'I cheated'."

"Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry," said Ginny in a sad voice, feeling awful about ever wanting them to breakup. "I know you liked her a lot."

"I didn't like her," muttered Harry. "I never did."

"What?" Ginny said confusedly. "You never liked her? Then why did -"

"I liked her once," Harry explained. "But that was a long time ago. I don't know what came over me when I asked her out. I was thinking about all sorts of things... about the girl I really loved, who didn't love me anymore."

Ginny swallowed, having an odd feeling that she knew the girl he was talking about...

"She and I never even had a relationship," said Harry furiously.

"You and Cho, or you and this mystery girl?" asked Ginny, twiddling with her fingers in her lap.

"Cho and I," Harry said, looking over at her. "The mystery girl and I always had a relationship... we just didn't know."

After that, Ginny and Harry just sat on the couch, occasionally glancing at each other and tapping their feet, but otherwise nothing moved or made a sound.

Ginny had never felt so guilty in her life. Cho had cheated on Harry, and then when he needed Ginny the most, she didn't want to be there. She didn't want to do this. Her and Harry had been friends for years, but for some reason... it was gone. At least, for her. And now Harry finally had feelings for her, which she didn't want either. And nothing had been more complicated. Her last five birthdays she had wished for it, and here it was, staring her in the face.

Nearly twenty minutes had gone by when Harry suddenly spoke.

"So... are you with Malfoy now or something?" he said, laughing quietly as if it were impossible.

"Actually, now that you mention it..." Ginny smiled to herself. "Yes, we are."

Harry's eyes widened with shock. "You and Malfoy?" he yelled frantically, standing up. Ginny almost jumped at his abrupt outburst.

"It's not as bad as it sounds, you know," she told him quietly, not in the least bit embarrassed or ashamed.

"NOT AS BAD AS IT SOUNDS?" Harry roared, even louder than he was the day before. Ginny winced as the sound split her eardrums.

"I wouldn't be surprised if the whole castle was awake now, Harry," she said, giving him a look of seriousness. Harry was still fuming, his face completely red. Ginny sighed and got up off the couch, giving him one last fleeting look. She then ran to her dormitory, shut the door behind her, and crumpled to the floor in silent sobs.