Chapter 1
Ginny drifted into consciousness lazily. She was having a wonderful dream and did not want to wake up. Finally, she gave up on going back to sleep and began to sit up. Before she could however, an arm snaked its way around her and Ginny found herself pulled close to another person. She then did the only reasonable thing she could think of; she panicked.
The room was dark, so dark she could not see a thing, not even the person beside her. Before Ginny freaked out too much, she forced herself to calm down and think reasonably. There had to be a perfectly logical explanation for what was going on. It appeared she would discover exactly what that explanation was shortly, because the person laying next to her was starting to wake up.
He leaned over and brushed his lips across hers and found himself being shoved backward, almost off the edge of the bed. He opened his eyes fully to take in the girl who was in his bed. Mercury met chocolate and both parties let out exclamations. Draco's being 'Damn!' and Ginny used her brother's favorite, 'Bloody hell!'
Ginny pulled the sheet close to her after coming to the realization that she was in fact not wearing any clothes. For his part, Draco was too stunned to do anything more than sit and stare at the Weasley he had evidently gone to bed with.
However, he had no recollection of going to bed with her, or of anything really from the previous night. And by her shocked expression, he guessed that she did not either.
"Before you say anything, I would like to make it clear that this in no way happened," Ginny glared at the blond boy sitting beside her. She did not want this 'incident' to come back and bite her. Not that she had any clue as to how it had occurred in the first place.
"What did not happen? The fact that you slept with me or that you like it?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow and laughing at the blush currently spreading across the youngest Weasley's face. He could not help but notice how good she looked when she was upset.
"There is not a way in the world I would sleep with you. Besides, you don't know what happened last night," Ginny repressed the urge to stick her tongue out childishly. He had been just as surprised as she when he discovered who she was, so he could not know what had happened last night any more than she did.
"And why would you say that?" Draco asked. There was no way he would let the girl one up him. He could argue that she had been the first to ever reject a kiss from him, which would explain the surprise he was sure to have shown. Regardless of what he may tell her, he really was curious as to how they had wound up in bed together, it just was not a plausible scenario.
"Don't play games with me, Malfoy. You want to know how this happened just as much as I do, but if you're going to be a pig, I'll leave. Furthermore, if you breathe a word of this to anyone, the entire castle will know you have a dick the size of an inchworm," Ginny threatened.
Draco was about to call her out on her bluff, but realized by the look in her eyes that she meant business. Damn.
"Fine, what's the last thing you remember?" He asked, they had to start somewhere.
"Honestly, I remember walking into the party at the Room of Requirement and then a couple hazy things, but that's it. You?" Ginny replied, she usually was not a big drinker, but that was the only explanation for her memory lapse; unless someone put a spell on her, but she doubted it.
"I remember telling Pansy to find someone else to chase after at that same party, it was near the beginning of the night," Draco replied. That girl was like a dog with a bone, he being the bone.
"So let's go," Ginny almost got out of the bed before it occurred to her that she was not wearing any clothes.
"Where is it you want us to go?" Draco asked. He thought they were trying to remember what had happened.
"To the Room of Requirement obviously. If we go to where they party was, we'll remember the events that took place there more clearly," Ginny explained, really, it was very simple.
"Oh, of course," Draco said sarcastically, then pretended to be a gentleman, "After you, I insist." He sniggered when she glared at him.
"My clothes are over there," she could just barely make out the heap on the other side of the room that must be her thrown off clothing.
"Well I was just being accommodating; it's not my fault your clothes are out of reach. You are in fact the one that wanted to leave," Draco laughed when all she did was continue to glare. She really was quite attractive when she was angry. He quickly discovered that she did not appreciate the sentiment however. When he pointed it out, she slapped him right across the face.
After letting her suffer in indecision for a while, he got bored and levitated the pile to her. He would have done it sooner, but she had in fact slapped him.
"Thank you," came the slightly huffy response when the pile landed in her lap, "Wait, these are yours."
"No, mine are on the floor right next to me and I'm not in the habit of leaving clothing lying all over the place," he argued.
"Is this, or is this not the Slytherin symbol on this cloak? I did not even bring one to the party last night, that much I do remember," Ginny replied, holding up the offending article of clothing.
"What is my cloak doing with your clothes?" Draco demanded.
"Hell if I know, it's your bloody cloak," Ginny responded, it was not her job to keep track of his things.
Ginny threw the sheet over her head and got dressed. It took her a fair amount of time seeing as she was trying to hold the sheet down and dress simultaneously. When she eventually emerged, she found that Draco had exited the bed and gotten dressed himself.
"Now, to the Room of Requirement?" he checked, not wanting to argue any more this early in the morning. It was bad enough to have to solve a puzzle this early, but too much fighting would put him off his breakfast.
"No, now to Gryffindor Tower so I can change. You got fresh clothes, so I do too," Ginny corrected. She did not want to spend the day in creased party clothes.
"That will take to long," Draco pulled open a drawer and threw a pair of sweatpants to her along with a dark tank top, "You'll have to roll up the pants, but those are the smallest things I have. Now we don't have to see Potter and his fan club. I'm not in the mood to curse them this morning, I had a good night." He smirked and Ginny hit him over the back of the head.
"Oh, alright, but can you leave the room while I change this time?" Ginny agreed only because she had not considered running into Ron and Harry while Malfoy walked her to the tower and then waited for her. It would cause too many problems and she would never find out what happened.
"Just change in the bathroom, it's right through there," Draco indicated the door and when she looked at him questioningly, he just shrugged and said, "I am Head Boy."
Ginny took the clothes he had given her to the bathroom and washed up before dressing again. There was no brush in sight, so she threw her hair up in a bun before tucking her wand in her pocket and exiting the lavatory.
After Draco commented on how long it takes girls to get ready, they were off.