Harry's POV
Hermione burst in the room saying that Ginny was holding hands with Malfoy. The bloody fucking ferret for Merlins sake! Of course, I ran to the dungeons. "Please be ok, please be ok..." I kept repeating my prayer under my breath as I bolted through the door way. Snape wasn't there. Well obviously. It was 1:37am. I heard really weird noises and laughter. I swear if the bloody ferret is brain washing Gin...but they weren't anywhere. And the I saw glass shards leading to the cabinet. I rushed to the door. MALFOY HAS A KNIFE. GLASS SHARDS. GINNY MAY BE DEAD FOR ALL I KNOW. I pulled the door open to reveal maybe the most serious make out session of all time. Ginny was up against the wall. Malfoy was on top of her. Her legs were rapped around his waist. His bare chest up again her breasts. Their lips moved in sync. She had her hand in his hair, and he...his hand started to slide down her perfect body. She...she was grinding against him. He moaned. And of course, I gagged. He was dead. I was going to murder him. They stopped and Ginny practically did a flip to chase after me. But I was far gone. I raced down the dungeon corridor. Ginny sprinted to keep up with me. "H-harry wait that was just...a misunderstanding. Please." Was she really going to try to do this?! "GIN I GIVE YOU COMFORT AND CARE, AND THEN YOU GO AND TRY TO BEAT THE WORLD RECORDS OF MAKE OUTS WITH MY MORTAL ENEMY!!!" I was pissed. "Look, Harry, he fell and cut his arm, and...and the blood got on his shirt so he took it off. Then he-he started crying, Harry!!!" I sighed. "So you make out with him." she looked at the ground. "No, no, that was..." I was really just done. "And I bet his crotch was bleeding too so you decided to grind against it right?" She blushed crimson. "Harry...I...I'm sorry. I am dating you, obviously...I just...I...I don't know." A tear fell from her face. "h-he saw and he started to heal me...hermione completely humiliated me! I was crying he just...it wasn't his fault." I still want sold. "So you made out with him?" She looked at the ceiling. "Harry, I'm confused right now. I was not in a...sound mood. I needed someone. It happened to be Malfoy." My anger slowly began to fade away as she rambled on about her story. I bent forward and kissed her on the lips. To show I forgave her.
Ginny's POV
Harry started to kiss me. But it didn't make my lips burn like Draco's did. I acknowledged the kiss. But I just...it didn't feel special. At all. I pulled away after a second or two. "Look, Harry, I'm really tired. I'm going to go to sleep. Love you." He smiled and replied with a quick, "Love you. I'm sorry," and walked towards his dorm, but I started towards the third floor. The floor home to the Room of Requirement.
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