Extreme D/G ness, some Herm/Ron...
"Weasley," someone sneered.
Ginny muffled a groan as a tall person stepped right into her path, blocking her way. Her brown eyes flickered up and she scowled in annoyance once she realized that it was Draco Malfoy. She stepped to her left but he copied her.
"Let me through," she ordered with disdain ringing in her tone, stepping right to pass him. Again, he followed her. "Malfoy! What do you want?"
"Patience, Weasley, is a virtue."
"Of all people to teach me moral values..."
He smirked.
"You've got the wrong Weasley, Malfoy. Ron was on his way to Transfiguration."
"I think I can tell the difference between the two main genders, thanks very much." He drawled, enjoying her impatient glares.
"I'm going to be late..." she muttered through clenched teeth, "Snape will kill me!"
"I'll explain on your behalf," he offered in a superior voice.
"Do not and never will need your help!"
He sighed and leaned against a wall. "But I do."
That stopped her dead in her tracks. She whirled around, her hair flying all over the place. "What?"
He growled. "I said...that I need your damned help!"
Ginny laughed, saw his glare thrown her way, and laughed some more. "My h- help?" she managed to say.
"Have you gone deaf or what? Yes! I need your damned help!"
She regained her composure. "Alright Malfoy, spit it out. What do you want my damned help for?" she asked, shifting the heavy books in her arm and wincing at the weight.
He noticed and unceremoniously grabbed her burden from her. "We'll go to the library to talk."
He began walking at a quick pace, ignoring her open mouth that stared after him in surprise. "Hurry up, Weasley."
Thudding feet pranced after him, "Wait! What about class? I have Po-"
"I know. You already told me. I did say I'd explain. Now, will you stop fretting and hurry up? People might see us."
She frowned and struggled to match his fast gait. "I'd say you shouldn't mind, you are asking for my help, you know."
"Don't rub it in, Weasley."
"And stop calling me that!"
He growled again.
They made it to the library in record time. Draco pointedly found a table in a dark corner and slammed her books down. "Sit."
"I'm not your dog!" came her soft protest but she did anyway.
"Now, this might come as a slight surprise to you..." he began, "But I need you to be my girlfriend."
She choked and started coughing vehemently. He sighed and reached over to pat her back, which made her choke and cough even more.
"Slight surprise???" he winced at her squeaky voice.
"SLIGHT??? I almost had a bloody heart attack!"
"But you didn't and that's the point." He claimed calmly. "Now will you just hear me through?"
She scowled and with equal calmness, stated, "I will not."
"What?"
"I said I will not be your girlfriend! I'm not a slut, you know."
"Never said you were, Weasley. Just listen."
Her mouth opened again to argue but her reached over and clamped his hand over it.
"You see, I-stop whacking me!" he was answered by a harder smack.
"Weasley!"
Despite her struggling and occasional muffled groans, Draco continued to talk.
Ginny glared at him and tried to bite his hand. In her frenzied attempts to get free, she only heard snatches of his speech.
"Granger and your dolt of a brother-" A bite there should do it, she thought grimly. Damn! Why did he have to move his hand?
"It's not like he ever did anything except blush and get into trouble anyway-"
'Maybe I should kick him or something.' She lifted her legs up.
"Weasley! Stop that! So then I heard that Granger told him 'yes', can you believe her? And here I thought she was the smartest-"
Why doesn't he stop talking? And if she just moved a little---there! 'That's it, Ginny, just kick a little higher...'
"Weasley and Granger...that's just horrifying! She'd do so much better with someone like-WEASLEY!!! Stop kicking, you thwart! I know where you're trying to hit and you can get that idea out of your mind this instant!"
To prove that, he placed a couple of books on his lap and continued, "Now, I need her to realize how much better I-"
Ginny glared at the books. Glaring was all she can do at this point. 'Maybe if I can shove the books..."
"It's rather stupid that I'm in love, of all the girls in the world...but-"
She stopped in mid-shove. Her eyes opened wide. Did she just hear Malfoy and the word 'love' in the same sentence?
"WSMTHH!!!" she slapped his hand away, "WHAT?"
"Ouch!" he moaned, massaging his aching palm. "What what?"
"You're in love?"
He flushed, "Haven't you been listening to a word I've been saying?"
She shook her head. "Weasley!"
"Oh hush up, you great prat! Now what's this about love?" she asked, her eyes twinkling.
He growled and muttered profanities under his breath, cursing the world for having ignorant fools like her.
He spoke softly in an undertone. She frowned and leaned closer, what was he saying?
"Moine....stupid Weasley....can't help loving...father'll have my head..."
She gasped and fell off her chair. "You love Hermoine?" she asked in a disbelieving voice.
"SHHHHH!!! You want the whole world to know that???" he whispered frantically, glancing around to see if anybody heard.
She waved her hands in the air and started prattling away, "Hermoine? Then why on earth would you ask me to be your girlfriend? Shouldn't you be asking her? I don't appreciate being used, for your information," here, she glared at him, "And besides, she's completely in love with my brother, what can you do about that?"
Ginny looked triumphant. "And of course, it's not like dating me will help, she'll probably hate you more! Anyway, my brothers will slaughter you, not to mention our parents.can you just imagine?"
"Shut up, Weasley!"
"And you actually want me to be your girlfriend?" she asked, sounding hurt.
"Pretend to be my girl for a few months. You'll get free snogs and a free arm to dangle on, and Hermoine will see how charming I am..." He sounded pleased at his brilliance, "We'll be together before you know it!"
She tsked in disapproval, "I don't think it'll work. And I do not dangle on anyone's arm!" she said, quite offended.
"Please?"
"No."
"Pretty please?"
"No."
"Did I mention you look extremely wonderful tonight?"
"MALFOY!"
"Oh, come on!"
"NO!"
"I'm begging here!!!"
"No."
"Oh the things I do for love..." he muttered before leaning over and capturing her mouth.
"Wh-?" His kiss cut her off and he spent a good few seconds working his magic on her.
"Oh..." Ginny sighed, "Free snogs like that?"
He smirked, "Every day and night!"
"That would be lovely." she thought dreamily.
"Of course it would," he said with satisfaction.
"So it's a deal?" he asked, trying to keep the hope out of his voice.
She smiled at him a little mischievously, "I just need a tad bit more convincing..." she trailed off.
Draco sighed again and leaned over for another kiss.
"Okay, deal." Came the breathy reply a few minutes later.
A/N: I have no idea if it's been done before...but it just popped out of nowhere and I was forced to write it. You like?
"Weasley," someone sneered.
Ginny muffled a groan as a tall person stepped right into her path, blocking her way. Her brown eyes flickered up and she scowled in annoyance once she realized that it was Draco Malfoy. She stepped to her left but he copied her.
"Let me through," she ordered with disdain ringing in her tone, stepping right to pass him. Again, he followed her. "Malfoy! What do you want?"
"Patience, Weasley, is a virtue."
"Of all people to teach me moral values..."
He smirked.
"You've got the wrong Weasley, Malfoy. Ron was on his way to Transfiguration."
"I think I can tell the difference between the two main genders, thanks very much." He drawled, enjoying her impatient glares.
"I'm going to be late..." she muttered through clenched teeth, "Snape will kill me!"
"I'll explain on your behalf," he offered in a superior voice.
"Do not and never will need your help!"
He sighed and leaned against a wall. "But I do."
That stopped her dead in her tracks. She whirled around, her hair flying all over the place. "What?"
He growled. "I said...that I need your damned help!"
Ginny laughed, saw his glare thrown her way, and laughed some more. "My h- help?" she managed to say.
"Have you gone deaf or what? Yes! I need your damned help!"
She regained her composure. "Alright Malfoy, spit it out. What do you want my damned help for?" she asked, shifting the heavy books in her arm and wincing at the weight.
He noticed and unceremoniously grabbed her burden from her. "We'll go to the library to talk."
He began walking at a quick pace, ignoring her open mouth that stared after him in surprise. "Hurry up, Weasley."
Thudding feet pranced after him, "Wait! What about class? I have Po-"
"I know. You already told me. I did say I'd explain. Now, will you stop fretting and hurry up? People might see us."
She frowned and struggled to match his fast gait. "I'd say you shouldn't mind, you are asking for my help, you know."
"Don't rub it in, Weasley."
"And stop calling me that!"
He growled again.
They made it to the library in record time. Draco pointedly found a table in a dark corner and slammed her books down. "Sit."
"I'm not your dog!" came her soft protest but she did anyway.
"Now, this might come as a slight surprise to you..." he began, "But I need you to be my girlfriend."
She choked and started coughing vehemently. He sighed and reached over to pat her back, which made her choke and cough even more.
"Slight surprise???" he winced at her squeaky voice.
"SLIGHT??? I almost had a bloody heart attack!"
"But you didn't and that's the point." He claimed calmly. "Now will you just hear me through?"
She scowled and with equal calmness, stated, "I will not."
"What?"
"I said I will not be your girlfriend! I'm not a slut, you know."
"Never said you were, Weasley. Just listen."
Her mouth opened again to argue but her reached over and clamped his hand over it.
"You see, I-stop whacking me!" he was answered by a harder smack.
"Weasley!"
Despite her struggling and occasional muffled groans, Draco continued to talk.
Ginny glared at him and tried to bite his hand. In her frenzied attempts to get free, she only heard snatches of his speech.
"Granger and your dolt of a brother-" A bite there should do it, she thought grimly. Damn! Why did he have to move his hand?
"It's not like he ever did anything except blush and get into trouble anyway-"
'Maybe I should kick him or something.' She lifted her legs up.
"Weasley! Stop that! So then I heard that Granger told him 'yes', can you believe her? And here I thought she was the smartest-"
Why doesn't he stop talking? And if she just moved a little---there! 'That's it, Ginny, just kick a little higher...'
"Weasley and Granger...that's just horrifying! She'd do so much better with someone like-WEASLEY!!! Stop kicking, you thwart! I know where you're trying to hit and you can get that idea out of your mind this instant!"
To prove that, he placed a couple of books on his lap and continued, "Now, I need her to realize how much better I-"
Ginny glared at the books. Glaring was all she can do at this point. 'Maybe if I can shove the books..."
"It's rather stupid that I'm in love, of all the girls in the world...but-"
She stopped in mid-shove. Her eyes opened wide. Did she just hear Malfoy and the word 'love' in the same sentence?
"WSMTHH!!!" she slapped his hand away, "WHAT?"
"Ouch!" he moaned, massaging his aching palm. "What what?"
"You're in love?"
He flushed, "Haven't you been listening to a word I've been saying?"
She shook her head. "Weasley!"
"Oh hush up, you great prat! Now what's this about love?" she asked, her eyes twinkling.
He growled and muttered profanities under his breath, cursing the world for having ignorant fools like her.
He spoke softly in an undertone. She frowned and leaned closer, what was he saying?
"Moine....stupid Weasley....can't help loving...father'll have my head..."
She gasped and fell off her chair. "You love Hermoine?" she asked in a disbelieving voice.
"SHHHHH!!! You want the whole world to know that???" he whispered frantically, glancing around to see if anybody heard.
She waved her hands in the air and started prattling away, "Hermoine? Then why on earth would you ask me to be your girlfriend? Shouldn't you be asking her? I don't appreciate being used, for your information," here, she glared at him, "And besides, she's completely in love with my brother, what can you do about that?"
Ginny looked triumphant. "And of course, it's not like dating me will help, she'll probably hate you more! Anyway, my brothers will slaughter you, not to mention our parents.can you just imagine?"
"Shut up, Weasley!"
"And you actually want me to be your girlfriend?" she asked, sounding hurt.
"Pretend to be my girl for a few months. You'll get free snogs and a free arm to dangle on, and Hermoine will see how charming I am..." He sounded pleased at his brilliance, "We'll be together before you know it!"
She tsked in disapproval, "I don't think it'll work. And I do not dangle on anyone's arm!" she said, quite offended.
"Please?"
"No."
"Pretty please?"
"No."
"Did I mention you look extremely wonderful tonight?"
"MALFOY!"
"Oh, come on!"
"NO!"
"I'm begging here!!!"
"No."
"Oh the things I do for love..." he muttered before leaning over and capturing her mouth.
"Wh-?" His kiss cut her off and he spent a good few seconds working his magic on her.
"Oh..." Ginny sighed, "Free snogs like that?"
He smirked, "Every day and night!"
"That would be lovely." she thought dreamily.
"Of course it would," he said with satisfaction.
"So it's a deal?" he asked, trying to keep the hope out of his voice.
She smiled at him a little mischievously, "I just need a tad bit more convincing..." she trailed off.
Draco sighed again and leaned over for another kiss.
"Okay, deal." Came the breathy reply a few minutes later.
A/N: I have no idea if it's been done before...but it just popped out of nowhere and I was forced to write it. You like?