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My First Kiss with Draco Malfoy
By Forgetful Love
When I was little, I always imagined my first kiss would be with Harry Potter, my childhood crush and hero. I dreamed of the day he would sweep me off my feet and kiss me passionately, just like in the old muggle movies my father used to take me to when I was a little girl. Never would I have thought my first kiss would be with Draco Malfoy, the son of my father's enemy Lucius Malfoy.
It all started one day in my third year. I was walking down the hall not really paying attention to anyone around me. I was too worried about Harry; after all he was in the Tri-Wizard Tournament and could die in one of the challenges if he wasn't careful.
Still, not looking where I was going, I ran straight into someone. Their chest was hard and muscular. Strong arms shot out and wrapped around my waist, making sure I didn't fall to the cold, hard granite floor.
My face grew red from embarrassment, as I looked up at the person I ran into, ready to apologize. My eyes met a pair of silver blue orbs, which still held surprise at me for running into him. As soon as I noticed this surprise in his eyes, it was gone, covered once again by a mask of emotionless indifference. A smirk formed on his soft pink lips, as he unwrapped his arms from around my waist. Not expecting this action, I lost my balance and fell on my bottom.
"Ugh…you got your blood traitor germs all over me!" he snapped at me, as he pretended to pick invisible lint off his dark black school robes. "Too busy dreaming about the-boy-who-lives-to-make-my-life-miserable to look where you are walking?" he asked, crossing his arms in a superior fashion.
"Shut up!" I growled.
"Oh, so you were day dreaming about Saint Potter. Let me guess, you were dreaming that he would get on his knees and profess his undying love for you. Keep dreaming, he only has eyes for that Chang girl."
Getting off the floor and glaring at the blonde haired git, I poked him in the in the chest and said, "What would you know about love Malfoy? You have a different girl each week that you snog senseless."
"Well, that may be, but at least I know a thing or two about snogging," he said in the calmest tone, while looking straight into my hazel brown eyes."
"Prove it," I said.
And he did just that. He pressed me up against the hard stonewall, placed his surprisingly warm hands on my cheeks and kissed me.
To this day I can still remember feeling his lips, they were soft against mine; he was so gentle, not at all fierce, as I thought he would be. My head felt light and my lips tingled, as he pulled away. He stared at me for a second, before smirking and walking away.
That day was many years ago, and I am now an old woman with grandchildren. Malfoy never again kissed me like that or even spoke of that day to anyone like I thought he would. After that day, he seemed to treat me with a bit more respect then he did my brothers or Harry and I treated him with the same respect.
My name is Ginny Weasley, and my first kiss was with Draco Malfoy.
I did this for the challenge bycircinusphoenix at HPFF. His challenge was: Alright, I've noticed some people just can't stand some ships, be it Harry/Hermione, Sirius/Lily, Ron/Luna, Draco/Hermione, etc. Now I know these hatreds might run past the skin and into your bones, but my challenge to you is to try and write your most hated ship, and try to do a good job at it. It may be a painful process, but sometimes challenges aren't meant to be that easy.
So I wrote this, a Draco/Ginny fic, ugh… how I can't stand that ship! This is also my first one-shot. BTW if you're ever at HPFF check out circinusphoenix stories there really good!
Forgetful Love