I hear footsteps behind me. I quickly wipe my face and put on a fake smile. "Hey G-" my voice falters. "Draco." "Hey." He says quietly. "I uh, we need to talk." He mumbles, looking down at his feet. "I have something to tell you." "Okay!" I say brightly, feeling the complete opposite inside. I follow him over to the other side of the room and look up at him expectantly. "Look, I just want to let you know, I care about you, I'm just going through a hard time in life. I know I'm not spending as much time with you as I should be, but I'm just trying to cope. I don't want you to feel bad." He says. I believe him. He really does love me. I think. But, what about Ron? I don't know what to do. "Thank you, Draco." I whisper. He kisses me. It doesn't feel right, but I decide to kiss him back. "I have to go." I say, and I lay back down on the bed. I try to sleep, but a question keeps repeating itself in my head, flinging itself at me until it is all that I can think about."

Is this right?