A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters included in this story. This is also my first try at first person so please take that into account while reading. There is a back story to this encounter that will be written later; this is not a one-shot.
Nobody would ever understand. Even if I had tried to explain how I felt about him, they would have looked at me as if I were absolutely insane. But nonetheless I wanted him, always have and always will. I had never cared that he was an authority figure, and the son of a former Death Eater, I'd just always wanted to feel his lips, his hands, his body pressed against mine. By this point I was sick of the torture, after a years, I had finally made the decision to confront him and shortly thereafter runaway, America sounded far enough.
As I walked into Hogwarts, it felt like a sort of déja-vu walking through those halls to his classroom. Although I had been to the school a couple of times since I had graduated, the place always had a way of bringing up old memories. I shook my head to rid it of nostalgic thoughts as I strode towards the dungeons.
As I stood at the open doorway I watched him interact with his class, this was bringing back old memories too. I felt myself smile. When he finally looked up from his students and saw me, his face showed shock. Maybe this had been a bad idea. I widened my grin and gave him a slight wave; he gave me a small smile. The few students who had actually been paying attention looked toward me and I walked into the room. He turned from me and continued talking to his class as I took one of the empty seats near the back of the class. Most of the class stayed silent until the class ended and they ran from the room.
I started chuckling; it was so strange to watch the students, eager and willing to hurry back to their houses. I could remember doing that sometimes, but most of the time I lagged behind, just so I could spend a few more minutes with him. As the last student scuttled out the door and I heard the latch click over my mirth, I turned to him, "Sorry to surprise you like that Draco, I just got a day off of work and wanted to come say goodbye before I leave tonight."
"So you really are off to America then?" I thought I could see a hint of sadness or regret in his eyes.
"Yeah, three months at an internship in Los Angeles, it's going to be so amazing." Despite my resolve to stay unemotional I found myself becoming excited. " I'm going to be working in the public hospital in the muggle part of the city." I was grinning like an idiot by this point, but I couldn't even get a smile out of him. My smile fell, "What's wrong Draco?"
He managed a small grin, "Nothing, just thinking."
"Okay… I just wanted to come by and once again say thank you for everything, and give you one last gift." I got up and started to walk toward him. "I don't know if you're going to like it, but I need to give it to you."
"There was no need to do that for me, Gin."
"Look, it was no problem. Now I need you to close your eyes, and after I give you this gift, you can't open your eyes for 15 seconds, promise?" He nodded his head as his eyes slipped closed. I nearly groaned seeing him this vulnerable, but I merely held my breath as I lowered my lips to his. The kiss sent a jolt of energy through my entire body, but I resisted the pull and withdrew my lips from his.
Just as I was about to make a run for it, his hand snaked its way up behind my neck and pulled my mouth back to his. My eyes flicked up to his closed lids for a moment before I moaned, granting his tongue access to my mouth. His fingers wound through my red locks and held me to him. This kiss must have lasted for 15 seconds, because the next thing I knew his eyes had flown open and his grey eyes were staring into my brown orbs as his tongue dueled with mine.
I let out a quiet whimper as he pulled away from my lips. I swiftly turned from him and started toward the door, but I hesitated as he called my name. I kept my eyes trained on the floor as I turned back toward him, "How you could ever think that I wouldn't want this? That I spent all this time around you and never once thought of you?" I looked up at him, utterly astonished. But he held his hand out to me, beckoning me to come back to him. I turned toward the door once again and reached for the knob.
After I had made sure the door was closed firmly I turned back to him, and saw relief written on his face. "Did you really think that I would leave you here, after everything." I walked back to him and placed my hands on the back of his neck, playing with the fine locks there. He leaned toward me again, this time stopping to nip and lick my neck before capturing my lips.
Our bodies seemed to meld together, my breasts pressed against his chest and his erection dug into my belly. Fire spread through my body and I pressed myself further into his embrace. My hands made their way down his back and I desperately pulled at his shirt. The robe was quickly discarded. I didn't even bother trying to unbutton the shirt, I was too desperate and he wasn't helping me open the offending garment. The buttons flew across the room and I tugged the shirt away from his body. My lips moved from his lips to his ear, sucking on the lobe as my nails ran over his torso, creating red welts. He gasped and I heard him whisper my name.
I briefly wondered if he would be rough or gentle, his lips had kissed mine so gently, but his hands were now gripping my hips harshly. The pain stirred something within me that I hadn't felt before. His hands moved gently over my sides to cup my breasts, this didn't hurt, and yet I could still feel desire pooling in my belly. His fingers gripped my nipples bringing them to a tight puckered state. His mouth moved from my lips to my neck kissing then biting at my pulse.
The buttons of my shirt were no match for his questing hands and his lips trailed each open button, kissing each newly exposed patch of skin. I wound my fingers into his fine silver hair, pulling his face back up to mine. His lips touched mine once more before his teeth grabbed my bottom lip, and our tongues were able to meet. I moved my mouth to his neck , using only lips and tongue to trail a path to his chest, laving his nipples than moving down his flat stomach. My hands slid from his shoulders, down his sides to his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping the slacks under his robes. His erection sprang forth, a surprise that was not altogether unwelcome. It seemed that Professor Draco Malfoy went commando.
He placed a hand under my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. I moved my head forward, never breaking eye contact. My tongue darted out, stroking his flesh and I heard him moan. The sound of footsteps echoed in my head and I pulled away from him suddenly. He moaned again, this time in displeasure as I swiftly ducked under his desk, allowing him to pull his chair forward and start buttoning what was left of his shirt. There was a quick rap at the door before it opened. I could see black robes approaching us.
Draco and her made small talk for a minute of two before the unknown robe wearer finally got to the point. "Draco, I needed to speak to you about the staff meeting that we're having later this week" The woman oozed nervousness from every pore. I was positive that the glare he sent her would be enough to make the first years wet themselves
I snaked my hand up his leg and softly ran my nails over his erection.
At my movements he gasped, "I'm really sorry Kara, I don't have time at the moment. I have a student meeting in just a moment so perhaps you could leave now."
I moved my lips to his flesh and I felt his fingers snake into my hair massaging my scalp. I could hear the retreating footsteps and the slamming of the Potion's classroom door. I sucked more earnestly. When I was sure nobody else was coming in the room I pushed the chair back, still latched onto his erection.
"You've got to stop; it's been too long…" He managed to get out past his panting for more air. My lips abandoned their post with a smack of suction release.
Still tasting the precum and muskiness of him I brought my lips to his. Our tongues met and his hands slid down my body to my hips. He unclasped the skirt that had kept my unclad nether regions covered, letting it fall to the floor. I lifted my leg to straddle his lap. As I tugged his lower lip into my mouth, I impaled myself on him, our moan muffled by our proximity. The pain of his entrance made every nerve in my body tingle.
I pulled away and positioned myself on my knees above him. He began to lift his hips, thrusting into me again and again even as I continued to sink down on his length. His teeth found my neck marking my pulse and moving to my breasts. The teeth began their onslaught on the pale flesh of my chest, marring it with bites, scratches and then covering his marks with wet kisses. I never wanted him to stop.
His trust began to get erratic though, and I could feel the spasms of his orgasm begin. My muscles soon followed suit, their clenching sucking him dry. I heard him whisper my name as I collapsed against him, our sweat soaked bodies gluing to each other. I opened my mouth to place sloppy kisses on his neck, slowly moving back to his lips. As we kissed I ran my hands gently over his pale chest, scratching his nipples. My lips caught his gasp and I began clenching his manhood, until it was no longer dormant in my sheath.
He took an aggressive stance this time. Lifting me as he stood and laying my body on the parchments covering his desk. He was still buried inside me but as his lips started moving down my body I felt him slip out.
The cold empty feeling made me whimper with loss. His questing mouth soon made sure that I was whimpering for a different reason though as his tongue delved into my aching flesh. Soon my thrashing had thrown several parchments across the room and had forced Draco to hold my hips down as he brought me to completion.
I stilled as the last shudders of my climax passed and pulled him down to me for a thorough kiss. His aroused flesh lay against mine as our tongues dueled and I arched to get more contact. He gladly obliged once again seating himself to the hilt in me. I moaned in pleasure then bit his shoulder to stifle the noises coming out of my mouth as he plunged into me. I met him stroke for stroke, kissing him as we neared the precipice once again. We swallowed each other's moans when we finally climaxed together.
Draco and I slid to the floor in a boneless heap I could feel my dark red hair sticking to the sweat at my brow. Draco pulled me into his arms and we basked in our afterglow until our breathing returned to normal.
"I hope you realize that I didn't intend for this to happen. I just came here to give you that one kiss before I left, I never really expected you to feel the same way." I pressed a kiss to his collar bone before propping myself on my elbows to look him in the eyes.
His smile made my tension melt away. "I know, but really how could I have resisted? I've had a thing for you since before I even became a teacher here." His smile faded and he grew silent.
"What's wrong Draco?" I leaned up to press my lips softly to his.
"Are you still going to America, Ginny?" He sounded insecure, but I hardly noticed. The clock was glaring at me now; I jumped up and started pulling on my clothes. He just stared at me from his spot on the floor, nude and alluring. As much as I wanted to stay and continue devouring his body I was a bit pressed for time.
"I need to get to Heathrow." I jumped toward the door one foot trying to pull on my shoes and un latch the door at the same time. "I'll owl you as soon as I get to Los Angeles." He hadn't moved from his spot on the floor I noted numbly as I ran through the halls. But I had to push everything that had just happened to the back of my mind; I had a flight to catch.