Chapter Eleven

"This is how she destroys him," Ron said.

Hermione did not look convinced at all. Harry seconded that. And Ron was going to be in for a big surprise.

Harry and Pansy had been working on this for weeks. Altercation after altercation. It had not been easy, pushing Ginny and Draco together. Well, at first it had been. Just a few words were enough to send Ginny into a psychotic rage and have her tearing the walls down looking for Draco. Then Ginny had said something to tick Draco off. Harry had no idea what but Draco had launched an all out war on her that lasted seven days. There had been casualties. Kinda. Crabbe and Goyle seemed to have taken the brunt of it when Ginny began to retaliate.

It had been ugly and ended seventeen hours ago when Ron browbeat Draco into agreeing to a truce. Snape, who had grown tired of all of this, had a heavy hand in this whole thing.

And that was where the plan ran into a snag. Snape insisted on being around for the reconciliation of the warring sides.

Pansy had learned of that yesterday and had come running to Harry.

"Well this is just fine. All our work!" he burst, surprised by how angry he was over the whole thing. Then again, he had been working on this for almost two months. On the other hand, he thought, this could mean another two months of working with Pansy...Which wasn't the worst thing ever, he realized.

"I'm sure we can find a way to keep Snape away."

"We have to," he said and phase two was on. It involved Hermione and Ron and Harry and Pansy.

"You know what we're going to do today, right?" Hermione asked, talking to Ron.

"We're distracting Snape so Ginny can tear Malfoy's heart out."

"Good," Hermione said. She shuffled him towards the door, casting a final look at Harry and Pansy as she did so.

"Well, they've got their part. You ready?" Pansy asked.

He pulled out his cloak and smirked at her. "Don't be ridiculous. You have no faith in me."

"I'll never doubt you again," she said.

He threw the cloak over them and together they raced down the hall. He couldn't help himselt but found he was holding her hand as they ran. Her fingers were warm around his.

"This had better be good, Miss Granger," Snape was saying when they got to the class room Ginny and Draco were supposed to be reconciling in. He swept out, Hermione and Ron at his heels.

"I wouldn't bother you if it wasn't, Professor," she protested in a believable manner. Ron was snickering behind his hand and Harry reached out to tug on his shirt. Ron glanced at Harry but just smiled. Harry wondered then if Ron knew what they were really doing here.

Harry and Pansy slipped into the room as the door closed.

Ginny and Draco stood in the center of the room. Ginny was glaring at him and he was returning the favor. She had her arms crossed and though they were only a few feet away, Harry could feel the distance span between them.

"This is all your fault," Draco said.

"My fault?" she hissed.

"If you'd just make out with me I could get over you already and we could move on with our lives."

"Making out with you will work. Cause then Ron will kill you and I can forget that I ever found you attracti-"

"You what?"

She shook her head. "I'm done with you. Let's just agree to forget about this. You can go back to playing games."

"I don't play games," he said and stepped towards her.

"Right, cause you like me."

"You're damned right," he snarled and siezed her by the arms. He leaned in but she shoved him back, twisting from his grasp.

"Get your hands off me. I'm not going to..."

"Go ahead," he snapped. "Finish that. I want to know."

"I'm not going to be your rebound," she shouted.

"What the hell are you talking about? I haven't dated anyone since Granger and that wasn't even real."

"You were still with her!"

"It was fake."

"You dated her for weeks and it was just a game to you. That's what I'm talking about."

"But this isn't," he snapped. He moved forward and there was something so intense about him that Ginny moved back. Harry heard noises on the other side of the door and reached back to lock it. His hand was visible for a second but no one seemed to notice.

"Then what is this?" Ginny demanded.


On the other side of the door, Harry could hear Snape. "Far be it from me to praise you, but it is not like you to be inaccurate, Miss Granger. And...why is this door locked?"

"C'mon," Ginny sneered. "I really want to know. Don't tell me it's love."

"No." He had her arms again. "This isn't love," he snapped, driving her back and cornering her against the wall. Though she could have easily gotten out of his impromptu trap, she remained stock still, staring at him with eyes so hot that even Pansy and Harry could feel the burn.

"Try jiggling it," Ron suggested from the other side of the door.

"Then what is it?" Ginny demanded of Draco.

"I don't know. But it's not love. The word love is not large enough to encompass what I feel for you. It's love. It's adoration, devotion, obsession, an annihilation of my rights as a free man. I'm not my own person anymore. Every part of me belongs to you, to destroy or protect as you see fit."

"But it's not love," she said, her voice quiet and the fires in her eyes dimming to a smoldering.

"Well if you have to put a label on it," he said, just as quiet. He leaned in to kiss her. This time she didn't push him back.

That was how Snape found them when he finally got the door open. Ginny with her arms around Draco's neck, and Draco trying very hard to discover every corner of her mouth.

"Excuse me, children," he said stiffly. "I need to go scrub my eyes of this image."

Ginny and Draco burst into laughter at the same moment. Beneath the cloak, Harry made as if to take it off and then stopped. Pansy siezed his hand.

"No," she murmured. "Let's just be this. Just a little longer."

He said nothing. She leaned into him and he wrapped an arm around her as they watched Ginny and Draco together.

The End

(A/N: Draco's love speech is my favorite part about this story. I'm thinking of a sequel with Harry/Pansy as the main ship. Comments?

To Guest (1) I'm growing increasingly fond of Harry Pansy. Sorry if there's not much in here.

To Guest(2) Like I said, I'm getting more into H/P