Title: In the Closet 1/3
Author: NothingCompares2U
Rating: PG-13
Possible Spoilers/Warnings:Sexual themes, Swearing

Author's Notes: Two, maybe three shot set in a post-Hogwarts, Wizarding World where epilogue never happened and Draco isn't quite as much of a git as he was written. I have a bad habit of writing crappy endings, at least in my opinion. But I at least have written this ending, I'm just not too pleased with it.
Summary:Ginny learns that it's not nice to toy with a wizard and his feelings.

Part One
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She felt the stubble on his chin a brief moment before his lips reached her neck. It was surprising that the smallest touch from him alerted her to his presence. She felt so in tuned to him, more so than she ever had with anyone. She had been noticing things like that a lot more recently, during these quiet, simple moments together.

He was so easy to be around. She only had one or two friends she was very close to but life gets busy and it's hard to keep in touch and stay in touch.
I guess it does help we work together.

Sunday mornings had become her favorite these past few weeks, wait no, months. It's been quite a few months now that I think of it.

Ginny lost her train of thought at that moment. Honestly who could think straight when currently receiving this kind of attention from Draco Malfoy.

She was fully awake now, and murmuring her appreciation to the man who was now placing kisses down her jaw.

"Morning" was all he said before kissing her sweetly.

"Yes it is"

"I think I could stay in bed all day. Quite honestly, even though I just woke up, I'm quite knackered by the workout you put me through last night" he smiled devilishly.

"Oh really?" she wrapped her arms around his neck, putting on an apologetic face. "I'm terribly sorry Draco. I should go, leave you to rest"

"Now let's not be too hasty. All I meant was I needed to build up my stamina is all. And I know that you Miss Weasley are more than qualified"

"Why thank you. I aim to please"
Laughing, he jumped out of bed and pulled her with him.

"How about we do some endurance tests in the shower" he said pulling her close to kiss her passionately.

Finally breaking away from him she looked up at his beautiful eyes, "Race you" and ran off.

After their shower they made breakfast together and ate on the balcony of his flat looking out over the Thames. This was a bit of a routine for them the past five months.

Whatever "this" is.

Yes it's true. Ginny was sleeping with her boss. But it's not as if she did it to move up, she worked under him for two years before there were even hints of flirtation. Though, once there were, things escalated pretty quickly.

When it began it was completely unexpected. There was no scheming on either part to get the other into bed, they didn't get drunk and wake up not remembering the night before or have wild office sex after working late night. Not much of a story really.

They were in New York for Fashion Week. Ginny, as the top fashion editor for Malfoy Publications SPELL magazine, attended all events covered by the magazine. Which was definitely a perk, for the once underprivileged Ginny Weasley.

So during this particular trip to New York, after a rather large group of them had a night out in Manhattan, Draco walked Ginny to her hotel room. They had danced a lot that night. Not for the first time but that night Ginny and Draco danced only with each other. And when it came down to it, him standing outside her hotel room, she didn't want him to leave and could tell he didn't want to leave either. So, he didn't. Again, completely unexpected.

Sure she always found him attractive. She would never deny it. And when gossiping with co-workers she never felt it necessary to disagree when they all appreciated how "sexy the boss is" but she never put much more thought into it; even after they found that their personalities didn't actually clash, as they expected. That they could still tease and insult each other without malice. That they could joke and laugh together, better than most of their friends. Yes, even after all that she never thought of it as anything more.
Not once. Well...
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"How about we go out to dinner tonight?" Draco once again interrupted her thoughts.

"Oh I'd love that. Let's go to that place in Marseilles." Ginny suggested forgetting about Sunday dinner.

"I was thinking Giorgio's, the new place by the Ministry" he said so nonchalantly she was thrown for a moment.

"We can't go there Draco" she said a little annoyed. What is he thinking? "Besides I forgot its Sunday I have to go to my pare-"

"Why?" he snapped before she could finish her sentence.

"What?" she stumbled for a moment, "Why what? You know I always go to my parents on Sun-"

"No, why can't we go to that restaurant?" he still looked angry but Ginny could tell he was trying to disguise his voice.

"Draco, photographers follow your every move. We can't be seen having dinner together at some fancy restaurant. They'd get the wrong idea"

Ginny instantly wished she hadn't said that last part, but it was too late to take it back.

"No Ginny they'd have the right fucking idea. But that's the problem isn't it." He stood up leaving her on the balcony.

For a moment she sat there, still trying to process all that had just happened. One minute everything was fine, better than fine, perfect, then suddenly they were in a fight. What about, was unknown to her. He was definitely not one to start petty arguments over nothing. Ginny knew men like that and one of the things she liked about Draco was he was surprisingly easy going.

"Draco" she followed after him to his bedroom where he was changing into some slacks. "Okay look I don't know what just happened so do you think you can explain it to me?"

"I'm sick of this shit Ginny" he didn't look at her as he zipped up his trousers and sat on the edge of his bed. When he looked up at her, she was shocked to see that he was still frustrated but also something else. Almost, nervous.

"I don't want to take portkeys to a different country to take you to dinner. I don't want to stay locked up at your flat or mine hiding like teenagers from the rest of the world. I most certainly do not want to sit around at some pub, or club, or work event and watch these men leer at you and hit on you because everyone knows Ginny Weasley, ex girlfriend of Harry Potter, is single."

"Draco we've talked about this" Ginny said exasperated. "The amount of publicity it would bring. Not to mention the shit I'll hear from the already intrusive family"

"I really do not want to hear that again"

"It's true Draco, you said it yourself"

"You know what, fine Ginny, I'm responsible for the situation the same as you. But now I want to take you to dinner and not worry about what people will say. We're adults Gin, and we're entitled to our own lives"

"Where is this coming from Draco" she watched him closely. "When we first started this in New York you were the one who acted as if nothing happened. A whole week went by before we even talked about something besides work, which I suspect was only because you wanted another go, which you went after the next day. And what's this shite about other men hitting on me. What's the matter don't like other people playing with your toys?"

"You are not-" he stopped to calm himself. "I don't think that about you."

"You made it perfectly clear to me, not to expect anything from you. So what right do you have to blow up at me? I followed all the rules, Malfoy" with that Ginny grabbed her clothes and left the room.
What the hell was happening?

Changing her clothes in Draco's living room, Ginny planned to get as far away from there as she could and try to wrap her head around what all this meant.

"Ginny" Draco called to her just before she could apparate home. "I'm sorry. Please let me explain."

Despite all that she had learned about Draco, all his good, albeit unexpected, qualities, how sweet he was to her, how gentle. She never heard him use this tone before.

"Explain what" Ginny she asked quietly.

"You're right okay." He ran his hand through his hair. "We did agree it would be better that no one knew. We agreed that not only our family history, but professionally, it wasn't a good idea. And we agreed it could be nothing more than what it is"

"It can't" she reminded him. But now as she said it she realized it wasn't as easy to swallow as it had been a few months ago.

"I'm not convinced anymore Gin" Draco stepped to her, forcing her to look at him. "I can't keep doing this with you. "

Ginny laughed in annoyance at him, stepping back crossing her arms.
"Draco, look I'm a big girl okay. That's all you had to say. I'm surprised it's gone on as long as it has. With the rate you usually go through women, that is."

"Would you just listen, and not expect the worst from me."
He grabbed her hand to stop her from leaving. "I don't want to sneak around with you. I don't want to lie about who I spend my time with. And when my mother inquires about the reason I seem so happy lately, I don't want to tell her how good business is and pathetically refer to my brilliant fashion editor."

"Draco" Ginny wanted to cry. She convinced herself for months that she didn't need any more than what she had because she thought it'd be easier when it ended, because it had to. Because it couldn't work and she was convinced he wouldn't be interested in trying. But here he was taking a leap and never before had she felt like such a coward. "After two years of seeing you with a different girl every week, how am I supposed to believe that you won't chuck me for one of the models when our spring shoots come around? Or, those young witches at the clubs, who are always hanging around. Even when you did try to have a relationship, within a month you had that woman coming into the offices to confront you about sleeping with her neighbor. I'm supposed to believe in that guy?"

He was silent for a moment staring at her, looking disappointed. And though it broke her heart to see, hurt.

"No Ginny, that guy didn't know what he was looking for; only that he hadn't found it. You're supposed to believe in the guy that walked you to your room in New York, the guy who has stopped seeing all other women since, and the one who, despite how terrifying it was, told you how he felt."

"What have you told me Draco?" Ginny didn't like him turning this around on her. "Tell me you want to show me off in public, probably to gloat that you got Harry Potter's girl. That you don't want other blokes looking at me, talking to me? Is that supposed to-"

"I fucking love you" he snapped, silencing her immediately. "Merlin Ginny, I love you. How can you not see that?"

She didn't know what to say. She didn't plan for this. She didn't expect to have to face a situation like this. She wouldn't allow herself to even entertain the idea. There was so much to consider. Wasn't there?

Her family, his family, work. Her Heart.

"Draco I-" I am such a coward "I'm sorry, I have to go"

"Ginny wait"
That was the last thing she heard before she apparated.

A/N; Ok, so that's it. I hate the title so if anyone has any suggestions, I'm all ears. I never share anything I write because I'm crazy nervous about it. But I really do love constructive criticism. So, hit me! I'll upload the rest once I've tweaked it a bit. Thanks for reading.