Ginny stormed through the portrait hole and up towards her dorm.
"Ginny!" I yelled, hurrying after her. "Ginny!"
"Go away." she said. We'd gotten to her dormitory. She walked in and slammed the door in my face.
"No," I replied, "I want to talk to you."
"Well I don't want to talk to you." she said. It was evident she was crying into her pillow.
"Let me explain-" I started, but she cut me off.
"No. No! I know all I need to, okay? You kissed him! You kissed him! You know I like him and you kissed him!" she screamed.
"I didn't kiss him, he kissed me!" I protested.
"A likely story." she sobbed.
"It's true." I replied, "I told him about you and Justin and he wanted to make you jealous! Trust me, I didn't want to! I was at the end of my tether when I agreed. He pushed me to it! Ginny, please! Mae'n ddrwg 'da fi!"
"You don't mean it." she said softly.
"I do, Ginny. Truly I do! He IS jealous. He loves you with a passion. Do you remember that day when he was coming over to the Gryffindor table? He was going to ask you out! He told me that day we were in the cupboard! And anyway why would I kiss the guy you like- especially when I can kiss someone better?" I reasoned.
"There's no one better than him, Hermione." Ginny wept.
"Yes there is. Draco Malfoy is a way better kisser than Blaise Zabini." I grinned. She poked her head out of the room.
"You kissed Draco?" she beamed.
"Yeppers. Right before dinner. When I was in the Owlery." I replied. She came out, eyes stained with tears.
"Do you love him?" she asked.
"Who? Draco? More than life itself." I smiled fondly, "You should realy have taken Dinivation. You could have gotten an evil laugh, and plus, I can foresee that you have 'the eye'."
"Blaise loves me?" she enquired.
"Ask him if you don't believe me." I responded.
"Okay, I will." she grinned, tears of joy forming in her tear duct, "Will you come with?"
"Yep."