Ginny stroked her hand through Draco's hair, continuing the kiss. A few fleeting thoughts tried to enter her mind, but she pushed them away. She had been so lonely, so aching for companionship that this was exactly what she needed. After what finally felt like an eternity, she broke the kiss and just looked at him, unsure of what do even do or say. She pushed a stray strand of hair off his forehead, "Draco," she finally whispered softly, the one word a complete statement.