In love with you
Written by Torikiddo13
A Ginny and Draco story
Warnings: This is a love story containing characters from J.K. Rowling's acclaimed novels. They are not mine, this is a disclaimer. The only things that are mine are the various plots, and new characters. There is also some language and sex in this story. If you can't deal with that, please leave no. Other than that, enjoy this story! ( Please leave a review if you want the next part of this story.REVIEW! Thanks, love all of you who review, and please read and enjoy. Also this has welsh in it, only a short portion, but it is real welsh. The translation is in parenthesis. Anyway, this is the disclaimer for the whole story!
Chapter One: Falling
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"Goddamnit." Draco Malfoy cursed softly as he tore another place in his robes. They were old and wore, but still used faithfully for Quidditch practice and hanging out. The tear was in his knee where he had bent down to pick up his broom. He quickly repaired the tear with his wand just as his captain, Blasie Zabbinni yelled fiercely at him.
"Malfoy, stop messing with your robes, this is not time for primping."
Draco scowled at his captain and yelled a quick "bit me" as he flew up into the air on his broom. It was undeniable, Draco Thomas Malfoy could fly. His lean frame gracefully swerved and moved across the field. This was what Draco knew he could do, and it showed. While schoolwork was at times a challenge (though not often), and pleasing his father was impossible, flying was something he was confident with. Even without beating the famous Potter, Draco knew he was good. He flew with ease and skill, swishing through thick night air, hair falling into eyes and robes swaying around him. It was however, more than his confidence with a broom that made Draco flying simply amazing; it was his love for flying. It was Draco's love for flying that caught Ginny Weasley's eye.
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Ginny Weasley looked up into the air as Harry and Ron began to argue with the Slytherin captain about booking the Quidditch field for practice, and noticed a blonde figure moving through the air with great ease. She frowned slightly in confusion, not remembering who it could possibly be flying. She was called back to earth with an arm sliding around her waist in a protective nature. She looked up to see her boyfriend smiling down at her slightly. She smiled back instantly, a reflex from months of "belonging" to the one and only Harry Potter.
"Well love, looks like no practice tonight." Harry said adoringly to her. "Damn Slytherins got a note from Snape." He continued.
"They really should make some kind of rule about that. I mean, it is so unfair. Honestly, how can Dumbledore let Snape get away with such a biased and - "Ginny was stopped by Harry putting a gentle finger to her lips, as though telling her to be quite. Ginny met his eyes instantly. She leaned up slightly, trying to reach his lips with her's, though this was nearly impossible without Harry leaning down. Harry however held her to him and whispered softly in her ear "not here". Ginny nodded as he stood back up and took her hand in his. He then glanced at Ron, who was without their notice, looking pointedly at them. Harry coughed uncomfortably, and Ginny turned to look at Ron standing side by side with Harry, also conveniently hiding their tightly clasped hands. Ron spoke with a little anger in his voice. His acceptance of Harry and Ginny's relationship was tested at times like these, and his choice of words showed it.
"No practice. I guess we'll have to wait till tomorrow. It's actually ok though, I mean we have got our defense plan pretty much worked out. Not to mention Dean's knee is totally healed.." And so began the long and complicated conversation about the team's chances as well as statistics which Ginny had to endure as Harry let go of her hand and caught up with Ron, leaving Ginny to follow a bit behind them during the walk back to the castle. She was used to this. It truly wasn't Harry ignoring her, but more of Harry's love of Quidditch compared to his love for her. She smiled a bit as he talked adamantly with Ron about the sport, team, and game in general. She was surprised when she felt an arm drape around her shoulder's in a friendly fashion. She looked up to see Seamus smiling at her.
"How's my Gin tonight?" he asked jovially. Ginny smiled back and answered playfully.
"Better than most, worse than other's. And yourself?"
"Ah, you know me." Seamus smiled and took his arm off her shoulders. The gesture was friendly, and held no other intentions. They continued to walk together and chat. When they reached the great doors to the entrance Ginny looked up to see Harry and Ron waiting for them. Harry spoke to her quickly as she and Seamus reached them.
"Ginny, dear, me and Ron are going to the library to catch up on some homework. Okay if I meet you later?"
"Of course." Ginny nodded smiling sadly. She had been hoping to spend the evening with Harry. Harry grinned and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, causing Ron to scowl, and said
"Thanks. See you then. Later Seamus." Harry and Ron left quickly towards the library, talking quickly in low voices. Ginny sighed and watched them go, still standing in the entrance to the castle. Seamus looked at her and frowned.
"Gin? What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. Just you know, Harry, wanted to get to spend more time with him. It's really nothing." She said quickly. Seamus nodded and spoke
"I know exactly what you mean. I hardly have time with Hannah. Well, I got to run. See yah." Seamus said she he walked towards the library himself. Ginny smiled and said goodbye and headed to her dormitories.
As Ginny was just drifting off to sleep she felt someone slip into bed beside her. She smiled slightly as she felt the familiar arm drape around her waist and pull her tightly to a well known chest. She curled against the warm body and sighed. She knew Harry's touch so well that he didn't have to say anything at all for her to know it was him. His 17 year old body was strong and fit, much bigger than hers, and she found comfort in it.
"Hmmmm.I thought you'd never come. What happened tonight?" Ginny asked quietly.
"You know.Ron.kept me forever at the library.so sorry love..mmmm. you feel wonderful." Harry said pulling her even closer to him, her back pressed against his chest, waist, and hips. The top of her head was tucked under his chin and he sighed contently.
"No worries. I just missed you." Ginny replied drifting off to sleep. Harry however knew that they could not, ever, be found in her bed together and pulled her with him as he stepped out of bed. Ginny moaned in protest. She was dressed in flannel pj's, much too big for her, but very warm. They left much to the imagination, covering her delicate body completely. Her big blue eyes, and fiery red hair pulled to the top of her head, were all that seemed to be showing in the moon light. Harry was wearing a t- shirt and flannel bottoms, both loose but still showed off his broad shoulders and narrow hips. His frame and figure was full of hard angles, and Ginny's was full of soft curves.
"I know, I know, but we can't be found in your bed." Harry said as Ginny moaned and tried, unsuccessfully, to drag Harry back to bed.
"Fine." Ginny said in a huff as Harry continued to drag her out of her dorm. They made their way quickly down the stairs, giggling a bit as Ginny stumbled through the dark, to a room hidden behind a tapestry. Harry pulled the tapestry aside for Ginny as she slipped into the small room that held a single bed. The bed had white bedding which was unmade from the previous night.
Despite Harry's attempts, he and Ginny had never made love, something which he was actually glad for. Neither could afford to have a child, and neither wanted to risk it. They simply love sleeping in the same bed. Harry loved Ginny's warm soft body next to his, and Ginny loved feeling his strength during the night. They used this room to sleep most nights, and it was something which worked for both of them. No one knew of the room, or the use of it.
Ginny fell quickly into the bed and pulled the covers up to her chin instantly. Harry smiled and slipped next to her. He at once and pulled her to him and held her close. She shivered slightly and curled, once again up to him. Harry frowned.
"Love, are you cold?" He asked in concern.
"Just a bit. Your helping though.a lot." Ginny said in her sleep dazed haze. Harry grinned and pulled her even closer. The two fell asleep instantly.
Draco Malfoy fell heavily back onto his great queen bed. He had come back from a grueling practice session and he was finding it hard to stay awake. He was also finding it hard to keep one little red headed girl out of his mind. He had noticed her looking up at him, and the sight of such curiosity on her face, all because of him, made his heart jump. The scene had played out quite differently than Draco would have preferred. The damned boy who lived had quickly come and claimed the youngest Weasley, something which Draco could not get out of his mind. The way and ease they had around each other had caused such jealousy in Draco that he could not bear it. He had passed it off as jealousy because Harry had one more thing he didn't. Draco sighed as he fell asleep with the image of the crimson haired beauty running around his mind.
The next week for Draco was what he considered the worst hell imaginable. It seemed as if every where he went they were there. The happy couple was always together. Draco could only hope to see Ginny on her own, but Harry hand delivered her every where. He walked her to every class, held open the door for her, and led her into the room with his hand on the small of her back. It was as if he cherished her so much that he couldn't bear to risk her walking in the halls alone. Draco told himself that such sappiness was for losers, but in truth he wished more than anything that he could be the one walking her every where.
The opportunity came one day for Draco. He caught Ginny alone, something very rare, and used the time wisely. She was walking down the hall quickly with an armload of books. The books were up to her chin and she was struggling a great deal. Her silky hair was up but little wisps of hair were falling into her face. The hallway was quite deserted and Draco was walking behind her quietly. His lust rose up in him as he saw the gentle sway of her hips as she walked. He decided not to make his waiting a minute longer. As quick as he could he rushed forward and grabbed her waist. She shrieked before Draco put a hand over her mouth. All of her books dropped loudly on the floor and Draco slipped himself and her into a nearby closet. He locked the door behind him and put a silencing charm on at once. Ginny had her backed pressed against the back of the closet and was looking at Draco with wide scared eyes. She then regained a bit of dignity as Draco put either arm on both sides of her, trapping her. He put his face close to her and whispered
"Don't be scared Weasley, I just want to see if you taste as good as you look." Draco smirked and leaned down to kiss her fully on the lips. Ginny was in a state of shock, but the kiss quickly woke her up. She pushed Draco back hard. The kiss broke and Ginny's face was furious.
"How dare you! Let me out at once!" Ginny said loudly. Her eyes shone and sparkled in anger. Draco thought this made her even more irresistible. Ginny looked at him with fury. Draco almost wanted to laugh. Her height wasn't exactly tall, 5'3 to be exact, and Draco was 6'3. He felt a bit like he was being scolded by a mother in the sense that she was so much smaller then him.
If Ginny was smaller, she didn't notice. She tried desperately to push past Draco towards the door but found that Draco's weight and height kept her from getting any where. Draco held her arms firmly and spoke to her.
"Cut it out Weasley. Didn't know you could fight for yourself, thought Potter was the only one who fought for you. Guess I was wrong." Draco paused and Ginny struggled harder. "Calm down. I just wanted a kiss, I'm not going to hurt you."
"Harry does not fight for me. Harry fights for Harry. And I fight for me!" and with that Ginny gave one final push and got out of the closet. Draco saw one final site of her red hair as she ran quickly down the hall. She turned a corner and Draco sighed heavily. He had no idea what came over him, and now he regretted it greatly. She would probably tell Potter, and the next thing he knew he would be getting a beating like no other.
Ginny ran as fast as she knew how and made the Gryffindor tower in no time. When the walked through the portrait door she noticed Harry, Ron, and Hermione all sitting together by the fire. Harry turned as he heard the sound of the portrait opening and saw Ginny pink cheeked and breathing heavily. He stood up quickly. As he stood Ron and Hermione stood as well, looking at Ginny with interest.
"Ginny? What's wrong? Why were you running?" Harry asked in concern.
"How did you know I was running?" Asked Ginny breathlessly. Harry walked towards her and smiled putting his hands on the sides of her arms. Ginny looked up at him.
"Well, love, if someone walks into a room breathing heavily, with their face on fire and their robes a mess it only means they were doing one of two things, and I sincerely hope you were just running." Harry teased playfully. Ginny didn't answer but simply blushed. She looked around Harry and saw her brother and Hermione. She waved to them and they sat back down waving. The continued their conversation and left Harry and Ginny.
"Let's go to my room?" said Harry. Ginny nodded and headed towards Harry's head boy chambers, which were quite nice. They were on the first floor, but connected to the other boy's dorm. Once in the room Harry asked Ginny once again why she had run. Ginny hugged him tightly and wanted desperately to tell what had happened. Harry was her best friend, and she had never kept anything from him, but she also knew that if he found out about what Draco had done, there would be hell to pay. Not only would he personally see to it that Draco was beaten to a pulp, he would probably become even more protective on Ginny. Ginny sighed and smiled, and lied.
"Nothing, I just couldn't wait to see you. I haven't even given you a kiss today, much less a decent hug." Ginny said. Harry smiled and held her closer.
That night Ginny tried to give all of her attention to Harry, but her thoughts kept going back to a certain fair haired Slytherin.
In the morning Ginny woke to feel something heavy by her feet. She had slept in her room that night, telling Harry she truly needed undisturbed sleep. She sat up and saw a stack of books at the end of her bed. The books were tied in a stack with a long silver ribbon, and Ginny noticed a note on top of the great stack. Ginny scrambled out of bed at once and grabbed the note. She sat down on the side of her bed and read.
Dear Ginny,
Look I'm sorry about the kiss. It was out of line and I know. Please meet me today at lunch in the charms hall; I just want to discuss something with you.
Draco Malfoy
PS - You dropped these books in the hall yesterday, thought I would return them.
Ginny sat quite dumbfounded as she reread the letter. Malfoy had been nice, actually nice.kind even. She was simply trying to get over the fact that he had kissed her, not to mention return the books. Ginny shook her head, trying to get the craziness of the whole situation out of her mind. She stood up and stretched slightly, still wondering about the infamous Draco Malfoy. She walked slowly towards the 6th year girl's showers, and walked into the large marble room. She grabbed a towel and started a shower. Before she could even get her top over her head she heard a slightly familiar voice from the corner of the bathroom.
"You might regret getting undressed Weasley, at least at the moment." Draco Malfoy's deep, slightly husky voice spoke as he stood from a chair in the corner of the room. Ginny jumped and turned quickly. The shock was obvious in her face.
"What the hell are you doing here Malfoy? Wait, I don't want to know, just get out." Draco saw slight fear in her eyes as Ginny spoke softly. He walked over to her and stopped only a few inches from her.
"Why are so scared of me? All I did was steal a little kiss. Jesus Weasley, get over it already." Draco said with little anger in his voice. Ginny looked up into his clear grey eyes and swore she saw pleading. Something came over her, something stronger than her, something powerful. She felt such longing and wanting in her that it was almost too much to bear. Without even thinking she stood up on her toes, holding on to Draco's shoulders to keep her balanced, and pushed her soft lips against his.
Draco saw, and felt but could not believe. Ginny Weasley was actually kissing him. He slipped his arms around her waist and held her to him, deepening the kiss. He felt everything with her that he had never felt with any one else. He swore he was in heaven as he ran his hands through her soft hair.
As if waking from a trance, Ginny realized what she was doing. She was kissing Draco Malfoy.her boyfriend's, brothers, and family's worst enemy and she was enjoying it. It was such a deep feeling she could not stand it. She broke the kiss before she did anything she would regret. She stepped back and Draco released his grip of her, panting slightly. He spoke first as Ginny reached a hand up and put it over her mouth as if in disbelief.
"That was.just.wow." Draco said breathlessly smiling. Ginny looked guilty, scared, sad, and in disbelief all at the same time. Draco was surprised and happy, not being able to wait to try it again when Ginny made up her mind. Whatever she had been feeling it was crazy and wrong. It was nothing, and she had to end it whatever it was now. Through her confusion she spoke.
"Get out. Don't talk to me ok? That was really stupid of me; I don't know what I was thinking. Sorry, just forget about that ok?" Ginny looked at him as if pleading, as f wanting very desperately to erase it all. Draco raised and eyebrow in confusion.
"But that was incredible! How can you expect me to forget that?" Draco asked. Ginny shook her head again.
"Just forget it Malfoy. Go, no one can find you here. What were you doing here anyway?"
"Nothing, just dropping off your books. I also knew I could catch you before you took a shower and I wanted to make sure that you didn't tell Potter about.um my actions yesterday." Draco said softly.
"I didn't. I don't need him to be even more protective than he already is so you're fine." Ginny said very business like. Draco frowned.
"Fine. Look, if you want to forget what just happened then fine, but don't expect me to." Draco said this with sadness more than anything in his voice. He turned from Ginny, his robes billowing about him, and stalked quickly from the bathroom, and Ginny's life.
Written by Torikiddo13
A Ginny and Draco story
Warnings: This is a love story containing characters from J.K. Rowling's acclaimed novels. They are not mine, this is a disclaimer. The only things that are mine are the various plots, and new characters. There is also some language and sex in this story. If you can't deal with that, please leave no. Other than that, enjoy this story! ( Please leave a review if you want the next part of this story.REVIEW! Thanks, love all of you who review, and please read and enjoy. Also this has welsh in it, only a short portion, but it is real welsh. The translation is in parenthesis. Anyway, this is the disclaimer for the whole story!
Chapter One: Falling
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"Goddamnit." Draco Malfoy cursed softly as he tore another place in his robes. They were old and wore, but still used faithfully for Quidditch practice and hanging out. The tear was in his knee where he had bent down to pick up his broom. He quickly repaired the tear with his wand just as his captain, Blasie Zabbinni yelled fiercely at him.
"Malfoy, stop messing with your robes, this is not time for primping."
Draco scowled at his captain and yelled a quick "bit me" as he flew up into the air on his broom. It was undeniable, Draco Thomas Malfoy could fly. His lean frame gracefully swerved and moved across the field. This was what Draco knew he could do, and it showed. While schoolwork was at times a challenge (though not often), and pleasing his father was impossible, flying was something he was confident with. Even without beating the famous Potter, Draco knew he was good. He flew with ease and skill, swishing through thick night air, hair falling into eyes and robes swaying around him. It was however, more than his confidence with a broom that made Draco flying simply amazing; it was his love for flying. It was Draco's love for flying that caught Ginny Weasley's eye.
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Ginny Weasley looked up into the air as Harry and Ron began to argue with the Slytherin captain about booking the Quidditch field for practice, and noticed a blonde figure moving through the air with great ease. She frowned slightly in confusion, not remembering who it could possibly be flying. She was called back to earth with an arm sliding around her waist in a protective nature. She looked up to see her boyfriend smiling down at her slightly. She smiled back instantly, a reflex from months of "belonging" to the one and only Harry Potter.
"Well love, looks like no practice tonight." Harry said adoringly to her. "Damn Slytherins got a note from Snape." He continued.
"They really should make some kind of rule about that. I mean, it is so unfair. Honestly, how can Dumbledore let Snape get away with such a biased and - "Ginny was stopped by Harry putting a gentle finger to her lips, as though telling her to be quite. Ginny met his eyes instantly. She leaned up slightly, trying to reach his lips with her's, though this was nearly impossible without Harry leaning down. Harry however held her to him and whispered softly in her ear "not here". Ginny nodded as he stood back up and took her hand in his. He then glanced at Ron, who was without their notice, looking pointedly at them. Harry coughed uncomfortably, and Ginny turned to look at Ron standing side by side with Harry, also conveniently hiding their tightly clasped hands. Ron spoke with a little anger in his voice. His acceptance of Harry and Ginny's relationship was tested at times like these, and his choice of words showed it.
"No practice. I guess we'll have to wait till tomorrow. It's actually ok though, I mean we have got our defense plan pretty much worked out. Not to mention Dean's knee is totally healed.." And so began the long and complicated conversation about the team's chances as well as statistics which Ginny had to endure as Harry let go of her hand and caught up with Ron, leaving Ginny to follow a bit behind them during the walk back to the castle. She was used to this. It truly wasn't Harry ignoring her, but more of Harry's love of Quidditch compared to his love for her. She smiled a bit as he talked adamantly with Ron about the sport, team, and game in general. She was surprised when she felt an arm drape around her shoulder's in a friendly fashion. She looked up to see Seamus smiling at her.
"How's my Gin tonight?" he asked jovially. Ginny smiled back and answered playfully.
"Better than most, worse than other's. And yourself?"
"Ah, you know me." Seamus smiled and took his arm off her shoulders. The gesture was friendly, and held no other intentions. They continued to walk together and chat. When they reached the great doors to the entrance Ginny looked up to see Harry and Ron waiting for them. Harry spoke to her quickly as she and Seamus reached them.
"Ginny, dear, me and Ron are going to the library to catch up on some homework. Okay if I meet you later?"
"Of course." Ginny nodded smiling sadly. She had been hoping to spend the evening with Harry. Harry grinned and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, causing Ron to scowl, and said
"Thanks. See you then. Later Seamus." Harry and Ron left quickly towards the library, talking quickly in low voices. Ginny sighed and watched them go, still standing in the entrance to the castle. Seamus looked at her and frowned.
"Gin? What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. Just you know, Harry, wanted to get to spend more time with him. It's really nothing." She said quickly. Seamus nodded and spoke
"I know exactly what you mean. I hardly have time with Hannah. Well, I got to run. See yah." Seamus said she he walked towards the library himself. Ginny smiled and said goodbye and headed to her dormitories.
As Ginny was just drifting off to sleep she felt someone slip into bed beside her. She smiled slightly as she felt the familiar arm drape around her waist and pull her tightly to a well known chest. She curled against the warm body and sighed. She knew Harry's touch so well that he didn't have to say anything at all for her to know it was him. His 17 year old body was strong and fit, much bigger than hers, and she found comfort in it.
"Hmmmm.I thought you'd never come. What happened tonight?" Ginny asked quietly.
"You know.Ron.kept me forever at the library.so sorry love..mmmm. you feel wonderful." Harry said pulling her even closer to him, her back pressed against his chest, waist, and hips. The top of her head was tucked under his chin and he sighed contently.
"No worries. I just missed you." Ginny replied drifting off to sleep. Harry however knew that they could not, ever, be found in her bed together and pulled her with him as he stepped out of bed. Ginny moaned in protest. She was dressed in flannel pj's, much too big for her, but very warm. They left much to the imagination, covering her delicate body completely. Her big blue eyes, and fiery red hair pulled to the top of her head, were all that seemed to be showing in the moon light. Harry was wearing a t- shirt and flannel bottoms, both loose but still showed off his broad shoulders and narrow hips. His frame and figure was full of hard angles, and Ginny's was full of soft curves.
"I know, I know, but we can't be found in your bed." Harry said as Ginny moaned and tried, unsuccessfully, to drag Harry back to bed.
"Fine." Ginny said in a huff as Harry continued to drag her out of her dorm. They made their way quickly down the stairs, giggling a bit as Ginny stumbled through the dark, to a room hidden behind a tapestry. Harry pulled the tapestry aside for Ginny as she slipped into the small room that held a single bed. The bed had white bedding which was unmade from the previous night.
Despite Harry's attempts, he and Ginny had never made love, something which he was actually glad for. Neither could afford to have a child, and neither wanted to risk it. They simply love sleeping in the same bed. Harry loved Ginny's warm soft body next to his, and Ginny loved feeling his strength during the night. They used this room to sleep most nights, and it was something which worked for both of them. No one knew of the room, or the use of it.
Ginny fell quickly into the bed and pulled the covers up to her chin instantly. Harry smiled and slipped next to her. He at once and pulled her to him and held her close. She shivered slightly and curled, once again up to him. Harry frowned.
"Love, are you cold?" He asked in concern.
"Just a bit. Your helping though.a lot." Ginny said in her sleep dazed haze. Harry grinned and pulled her even closer. The two fell asleep instantly.
Draco Malfoy fell heavily back onto his great queen bed. He had come back from a grueling practice session and he was finding it hard to stay awake. He was also finding it hard to keep one little red headed girl out of his mind. He had noticed her looking up at him, and the sight of such curiosity on her face, all because of him, made his heart jump. The scene had played out quite differently than Draco would have preferred. The damned boy who lived had quickly come and claimed the youngest Weasley, something which Draco could not get out of his mind. The way and ease they had around each other had caused such jealousy in Draco that he could not bear it. He had passed it off as jealousy because Harry had one more thing he didn't. Draco sighed as he fell asleep with the image of the crimson haired beauty running around his mind.
The next week for Draco was what he considered the worst hell imaginable. It seemed as if every where he went they were there. The happy couple was always together. Draco could only hope to see Ginny on her own, but Harry hand delivered her every where. He walked her to every class, held open the door for her, and led her into the room with his hand on the small of her back. It was as if he cherished her so much that he couldn't bear to risk her walking in the halls alone. Draco told himself that such sappiness was for losers, but in truth he wished more than anything that he could be the one walking her every where.
The opportunity came one day for Draco. He caught Ginny alone, something very rare, and used the time wisely. She was walking down the hall quickly with an armload of books. The books were up to her chin and she was struggling a great deal. Her silky hair was up but little wisps of hair were falling into her face. The hallway was quite deserted and Draco was walking behind her quietly. His lust rose up in him as he saw the gentle sway of her hips as she walked. He decided not to make his waiting a minute longer. As quick as he could he rushed forward and grabbed her waist. She shrieked before Draco put a hand over her mouth. All of her books dropped loudly on the floor and Draco slipped himself and her into a nearby closet. He locked the door behind him and put a silencing charm on at once. Ginny had her backed pressed against the back of the closet and was looking at Draco with wide scared eyes. She then regained a bit of dignity as Draco put either arm on both sides of her, trapping her. He put his face close to her and whispered
"Don't be scared Weasley, I just want to see if you taste as good as you look." Draco smirked and leaned down to kiss her fully on the lips. Ginny was in a state of shock, but the kiss quickly woke her up. She pushed Draco back hard. The kiss broke and Ginny's face was furious.
"How dare you! Let me out at once!" Ginny said loudly. Her eyes shone and sparkled in anger. Draco thought this made her even more irresistible. Ginny looked at him with fury. Draco almost wanted to laugh. Her height wasn't exactly tall, 5'3 to be exact, and Draco was 6'3. He felt a bit like he was being scolded by a mother in the sense that she was so much smaller then him.
If Ginny was smaller, she didn't notice. She tried desperately to push past Draco towards the door but found that Draco's weight and height kept her from getting any where. Draco held her arms firmly and spoke to her.
"Cut it out Weasley. Didn't know you could fight for yourself, thought Potter was the only one who fought for you. Guess I was wrong." Draco paused and Ginny struggled harder. "Calm down. I just wanted a kiss, I'm not going to hurt you."
"Harry does not fight for me. Harry fights for Harry. And I fight for me!" and with that Ginny gave one final push and got out of the closet. Draco saw one final site of her red hair as she ran quickly down the hall. She turned a corner and Draco sighed heavily. He had no idea what came over him, and now he regretted it greatly. She would probably tell Potter, and the next thing he knew he would be getting a beating like no other.
Ginny ran as fast as she knew how and made the Gryffindor tower in no time. When the walked through the portrait door she noticed Harry, Ron, and Hermione all sitting together by the fire. Harry turned as he heard the sound of the portrait opening and saw Ginny pink cheeked and breathing heavily. He stood up quickly. As he stood Ron and Hermione stood as well, looking at Ginny with interest.
"Ginny? What's wrong? Why were you running?" Harry asked in concern.
"How did you know I was running?" Asked Ginny breathlessly. Harry walked towards her and smiled putting his hands on the sides of her arms. Ginny looked up at him.
"Well, love, if someone walks into a room breathing heavily, with their face on fire and their robes a mess it only means they were doing one of two things, and I sincerely hope you were just running." Harry teased playfully. Ginny didn't answer but simply blushed. She looked around Harry and saw her brother and Hermione. She waved to them and they sat back down waving. The continued their conversation and left Harry and Ginny.
"Let's go to my room?" said Harry. Ginny nodded and headed towards Harry's head boy chambers, which were quite nice. They were on the first floor, but connected to the other boy's dorm. Once in the room Harry asked Ginny once again why she had run. Ginny hugged him tightly and wanted desperately to tell what had happened. Harry was her best friend, and she had never kept anything from him, but she also knew that if he found out about what Draco had done, there would be hell to pay. Not only would he personally see to it that Draco was beaten to a pulp, he would probably become even more protective on Ginny. Ginny sighed and smiled, and lied.
"Nothing, I just couldn't wait to see you. I haven't even given you a kiss today, much less a decent hug." Ginny said. Harry smiled and held her closer.
That night Ginny tried to give all of her attention to Harry, but her thoughts kept going back to a certain fair haired Slytherin.
In the morning Ginny woke to feel something heavy by her feet. She had slept in her room that night, telling Harry she truly needed undisturbed sleep. She sat up and saw a stack of books at the end of her bed. The books were tied in a stack with a long silver ribbon, and Ginny noticed a note on top of the great stack. Ginny scrambled out of bed at once and grabbed the note. She sat down on the side of her bed and read.
Dear Ginny,
Look I'm sorry about the kiss. It was out of line and I know. Please meet me today at lunch in the charms hall; I just want to discuss something with you.
Draco Malfoy
PS - You dropped these books in the hall yesterday, thought I would return them.
Ginny sat quite dumbfounded as she reread the letter. Malfoy had been nice, actually nice.kind even. She was simply trying to get over the fact that he had kissed her, not to mention return the books. Ginny shook her head, trying to get the craziness of the whole situation out of her mind. She stood up and stretched slightly, still wondering about the infamous Draco Malfoy. She walked slowly towards the 6th year girl's showers, and walked into the large marble room. She grabbed a towel and started a shower. Before she could even get her top over her head she heard a slightly familiar voice from the corner of the bathroom.
"You might regret getting undressed Weasley, at least at the moment." Draco Malfoy's deep, slightly husky voice spoke as he stood from a chair in the corner of the room. Ginny jumped and turned quickly. The shock was obvious in her face.
"What the hell are you doing here Malfoy? Wait, I don't want to know, just get out." Draco saw slight fear in her eyes as Ginny spoke softly. He walked over to her and stopped only a few inches from her.
"Why are so scared of me? All I did was steal a little kiss. Jesus Weasley, get over it already." Draco said with little anger in his voice. Ginny looked up into his clear grey eyes and swore she saw pleading. Something came over her, something stronger than her, something powerful. She felt such longing and wanting in her that it was almost too much to bear. Without even thinking she stood up on her toes, holding on to Draco's shoulders to keep her balanced, and pushed her soft lips against his.
Draco saw, and felt but could not believe. Ginny Weasley was actually kissing him. He slipped his arms around her waist and held her to him, deepening the kiss. He felt everything with her that he had never felt with any one else. He swore he was in heaven as he ran his hands through her soft hair.
As if waking from a trance, Ginny realized what she was doing. She was kissing Draco Malfoy.her boyfriend's, brothers, and family's worst enemy and she was enjoying it. It was such a deep feeling she could not stand it. She broke the kiss before she did anything she would regret. She stepped back and Draco released his grip of her, panting slightly. He spoke first as Ginny reached a hand up and put it over her mouth as if in disbelief.
"That was.just.wow." Draco said breathlessly smiling. Ginny looked guilty, scared, sad, and in disbelief all at the same time. Draco was surprised and happy, not being able to wait to try it again when Ginny made up her mind. Whatever she had been feeling it was crazy and wrong. It was nothing, and she had to end it whatever it was now. Through her confusion she spoke.
"Get out. Don't talk to me ok? That was really stupid of me; I don't know what I was thinking. Sorry, just forget about that ok?" Ginny looked at him as if pleading, as f wanting very desperately to erase it all. Draco raised and eyebrow in confusion.
"But that was incredible! How can you expect me to forget that?" Draco asked. Ginny shook her head again.
"Just forget it Malfoy. Go, no one can find you here. What were you doing here anyway?"
"Nothing, just dropping off your books. I also knew I could catch you before you took a shower and I wanted to make sure that you didn't tell Potter about.um my actions yesterday." Draco said softly.
"I didn't. I don't need him to be even more protective than he already is so you're fine." Ginny said very business like. Draco frowned.
"Fine. Look, if you want to forget what just happened then fine, but don't expect me to." Draco said this with sadness more than anything in his voice. He turned from Ginny, his robes billowing about him, and stalked quickly from the bathroom, and Ginny's life.