Disclaimer: I do not own or pretend to own Harry Potter. The series is solely the artwork of the great J.K. Rowling. I am simply borrowing her lovely characters and world. The plot, however, is entirely mine.
It was a beautiful summer day and she was lying cuddled against her boyfriend underneath the great elm tree in the land behind her house. It was so close to school starting again and she was not looking forward to it. She had truly enjoyed her summer. Never in her life had she been able to just be with her boyfriend. It was always around friends or family; never just them. But this summer… This summer they got to spend alone time and it was the most amazing thing she had experienced. They had shared passionate kisses and spent many nights just staring at the stars together.
Ginny had just turned fifteen; about to start her fifth year at Hogwarts. Over the last year, she had really matured. And, not just physically; emotionally, too. She had come to realize that there were dark things in the world and that it wouldn't always be happy. She knew that her life would have some challenges. And, one of those challenges she had finally overcome. She had finally grown the balls to tell Harry Potter that she wanted to be with him and that he needed to be a man for her. Ever since then, and that had been about seven months ago, they had blissfully been together. They hadn't even really fought with each other much. Only tiny squabbles about how if a war broke out, she was supposed to go into hiding. She had been a dutiful girlfriend and agreed, but secretly, she knew she would never do that. She knew that if her family and friends were in danger, she wouldn't sit behind and watch.
So as she lay underneath the tree with her sweetheart, she wondered if anything like that would ever happen. She feared that day and all the chaos that it would bring. But, she had hope because she knew her boyfriend would let no harm come to those they loved. She turned her heard to him and smiled an innocent smile surrounded by a sea of youthful freckles.
"Harry, will it always be like this?" She asked him. He turned towards her and his shaggy black hair fell into his face. He smiled a big goofy grin which made Ginny grin broader.
"What? Laying underneath trees and just listening to the bugs and birds fly around?" He questioned back.
"Well, that too. But, no. I mean this happiness. Will we always have it?" She returned.
"Ginny, it will always be you and me." He told her with a warm smile. She leaned over and kissed him softly.
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Ginny faithfully lugged her enormous trunk up to platform 9 ¾ to wait for the train. She rolled her eyes as she could hear her mother's tearful goodbyes to her brother. She always saved Ginny for last. Being the baby girl wasn't all that much fun. She could hear Ron bickering about their mother's sloppy kisses and bone crushing hugs.
"Mum! Please! Everyone can see! I'm never going to hear the end of it!" Ron bellowed. Ginny couldn't help but snicker. Ron usually got the sappiest goodbye.
"Ginny, dear, come here. I need to give you a proper hug." Her mother sniffled.
"Mum, don't worry. I'll see you at Christmas." Ginny tried to console her mother, but it wasn't working.
"My baby is growing up too fast. It's your fifth year, darling. Amazing things are going to happen for you." Her mother told her.
"Yeah, like Owls. That's the only exciting thing that will happen to me this year." Ginny mumbled.
"Oh, nonsense! Trust me! I'm your mum! I know these things, Ginny." Her mother playfully scolded. Her mother embraced her, smoothing her hair down at the same time. Ginny could hear the familiar whistle signaling the train.
"Mum, I need to go. The train is here. I love you." She told her.
"I love you, Ginny. Have a wonderful term." Her mother said and then hugged her once more. Ginny gave a quick kiss to her father and told him she loved him and then boarded the Hogwarts Express for the fifth time. Ron was walking behind her yanking his luggage with him.
"She gets worse every year." He bickered. Ginny laughed and found a seat with Harry and Hermione. Ron followed quickly after.
Hermione quickly looked up from her book and smiled to Ginny. Ginny sat down next to Harry and gave him a small kiss on the cheek. Ginny then returned her gaze to Hermione. She noticed that Hermione had matured since she had last seen her as well. She looked to be a little taller and a little slimmer; like she was growing into herself. She was really turning out to be beautiful. She then heard Ron boisterously stuffing his luggage into a compartment and noisily sitting down. Ginny noticed that Hermione was blushing a bit when Ron sat next to her and Ginny couldn't help but smile. She had always known that Hermione liked Ron. It was obvious to all the girls. It seemed that the only people that weren't aware of it were Harry and Ron.
"Did you have a good summer?" Hermione asked Ron. She was playing with her fingers that were laid neatly on top of her book.
"Yeah, I suppose so. Mum made me do chores all summer long, but at least I got a little bit of a tan going on!" Ron tried to point out.
Suddenly, the door slid open and Luna Lovegood, Ginny's best friend popped in. She had a glorious mane of long blonde hair. She was actually quite pretty, but most of the boys thought she was off her rocker. She came over straight to Ginny and hugged her.
"I missed you, Ginny. I hope you didn't get too many Knarkles in your brain this summer." Luna greeted.
"I think they accumulated at Ron's brain instead." Ginny offered while smiling.
"Harry, could you help me put my luggage up? I'm in the compartment three cars down. I just can't get it." Luna asked.
"Sure, Luna." Harry told her and then kissed Ginny's forehead.
"Why don't you take a nap while I help her? You look a little tired, Gin." Harry told her. Ginny smiled and nodded her head.
Harry left the compartment and closed the door. Hermione and Ron were having their own conversation so Ginny began to stare out the window at all the blurring trees as they whooshed by. She decided that a little nap might do her some good, so she propped her head against the window and closed her eyes.
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Ginny woke up feeling rather groggy. She yawned and stretched out in the softest bed she had ever lain in. She scrunched her face up in confusion. I could have sworn I fell asleep against a window. Maybe my days are just blurring together. She shook her head and then sat up. She looked around her. She was in a bedroom painted a beautiful sea blue. The ceiling was painted the color of sand and she got the distinct image of an ocean in her mind. All the furniture was a cream color to match. The comforter on the bed was a white color with matching pillows and drapes on the bay window. She heard the sound of running water and looked to her left.
There was steam coming from under the door and she got up to examine it. She could hear a man humming in the background. What is going on? She crept closer to the door; careful to make no noise. She slowly brought her hand up to the door handle and turned the knob. She pushed the door open and could see the outline of a naked man behind a frosted sliding door. She was about to turn her head and walk out of the room, but her curiosity got the best of her. She was so confused about what was going on that she inched closer until her hand was on the handle of the sliding glass door. The man turned around and opened it quickly.
Ginny's eyes bulged at the sight before her. A tall, naked man was standing before her soaking wet. Her eyes took in his lean, muscled legs and his chiseled abs and chest. His broad shoulders were something to be admired, and then she noticed his face. She would never not be able to recognize that face. Suddenly, the man grabbed her and yanked her into the shower with him. Ginny was in too much shock to say anything. The man suddenly smiled and then descended upon her lips in the most electrifying kiss she had ever experienced. Ginny got lost for a moment, and then pushed the man away, while falling on her bum in the shower as the water continued to pelt down on her face.
"What do you think you are doing, Malfoy?" Ginny screeched.
"Good morning to you too, baby." He replied with a smirk.
"Baby? Why are you calling me baby? And where am I? And why are you naked?" Ginny hollered. Draco Malfoy just chuckled.
"I guess you woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, my dear wife. Quit pretending. But, if you want to play, we'll play." He said suggestively. Ginny noticed his…manhood getting larger. She turned her head.
"You are off your rocker if you think that I am your wife!" Ginny shouted and then scrambled to her feet and jumped out of the shower.
"Ginny, are you crazy? What has gotten in to you?" He questioned while turning off the shower.
Ginny ran from the bathroom, soaking wet, and back into the bedroom. She didn't notice before, but she sure noticed it now, that there was a picture beside the bed of herself and Draco Malfoy on their wedding day smiling and kissing for the camera. Ginny's eyebrows shot up and then she flung her left hand in front of her face and saw a very real golden wedding band upon her fourth finger.
"Oh my Gods!" Ginny screamed. This had to be a nightmare. How did she go to sleep on the Hogwarts Express and wake up married to Draco Malfoy? Ginny heard the bathroom door open and there stood a still completely naked Draco Malfoy.
"Stay away from me!" Ginny warned. She began to back against the wall. She was so confused and scared right now that she couldn't even begin to describe it.
"Oh, you want to play aggressive today? I'll bite!" Draco smirked. He pounced on her and began to assault her lips. She screeched. Ginny was in so much shock, she could barely move. She wasn't kissing him back. She just stood there limp. Draco grunted and then opened one eye to look at her and then stopped kissing her. His mouth was still against hers, though.
"Ginny, the game doesn't work unless you kiss back. You know we only have twenty minutes before I have to leave for work." He closed his eyes again and tried kissing her. She still stood motionless.
"Well, maybe you should go to work." She tried telling him against his lips. Her words came out completely muffled. Draco pulled back with a look of complete confusion.
"Has someone hexed you? Are you playing with me, baby?" He asked while taking a step back.
"I'm most definitely not playing any games with you, Draco Malfoy. And, someone must have hexed me because that is the only explanation of how I ended up here!" Ginny yelled.
"Ended up where? What the hell are you talking about?" He asked; dumbfounded.
"Listen, I went to sleep on the Hogwarts Express and somehow woke up here with you. And, please get dressed! I'm only fifteen! I can't see that…that…thing!" She shouted.
"You think… you think you are fifteen? Oh my gods." Draco walked over to the closet and disappeared inside, returning after a brief moment completely dressed. He was pinching the bridge of his nose. He walked out of their bedroom and Ginny followed, trying to understand what was going on.
"I'm going to go to work. I'll be back for lunch. If you still think you are fifteen, I'll bring someone over from the department to see if someone has placed a hex on you. I love you." He told her and then kissed her fully on the mouth and then apparrated away.
Ginny sat down in the middle of the floor with her eyes wide. What the fuck is going on?