Summary: DM/HG. No serious plot, really. A secret affair is conducted behind the walls of Hogwarts. There might be some snogging, some sneaking and some jealousy. And throw in Ginny Weasley and Blaise Zabini for good fun.
Chapter 1 - Out Side In
Ginevra Weasley tiptoed her way through the narrow corridor. Looking around her she noticed that the wizards and witches in the paintings surrounding her looked ecstatic, giddy even. This was probably the most thrilling experience they'd witnessed these many years at Hogwarts. Two or three of them even pointed their fingers in glee, helping her, to a destination…
Forward.
She obliged and pursued her hunt. But at the end of the corridor she stopped. A finger to her chin suggested that she was in contemplation. Left or Right?
The paintings couldn't tell.
She looked both sides. And with eyes stealing glances to the left she slowly turned right.
A suspicious but familiar sound was heard and she abruptly turned a 180, listened and sneaked back to where her suspecting eyes searched mere seconds ago.
Quiet again. Her brows were crossed and she stopped, perhaps she was wrong after all?
Then! The sound of a chair scraping across the stone tiled floor followed by a bang! was heard. With left brow now lifted her eyes and face slowly turned to a door, which stood slightly ajar.
But after just one peek inside, she gasped and quickly turned around, cheeks flustered.
"Surprised?" A smooth voice suggested from the shadows.
"Zabini! What..." She tried.
"...Am I doing here? He finished for her and grinned.
"I could ask you the same thing, Weasley" He drawled the last.
"I... I" she stuttered "...I was concerned about Hermione, that's all!" she practically spat back the last part at him and thus regaining her confidence.
"Yes..." he drawled again and now seemed more interested in what was going on behind her as he tilted his head a little to the right and peered through the opening.
"...What a loyal friend you must be".
Curiosity won and she turned around.
She couldn't help but gasp a second time at the scene in front of her.
There, positioned on what seemed to be an old, dusty desk was Hermione Granger - Classmate, school prefect and close friend.
And ss normal as that was, Draco Malfoy – uncrowned Prince of Slytherin house, was standing between her legs making it just a bit abnormal.
He was doing something to her that Ginny didn't yet have the courage to describe. Fred would probably say - 'snogging her senseless'.
"Oh, go on Weasley, it's not that bad", Blaise suggested and winked at her.
"Yes it is!" Ginny squealed. "Hermione is NOT like that".
Blaise looked at her and raised an eyebrow. Ginny looked back with a deep sigh "She's a nice person, that's all".
"Oh, so nice people don't fall in love?" The dark-haired boy chuckled.
"It's not love, it's obviously just lust!" she proclaimed "From his side anyways".
"And what about Hermione?"
When Ginny didn't answer he gave her a nudge towards the door,
Followed by a "hmmm?"
"Well, he..." Ginny considered a millisecond. "He must have forced her or maybe, MAYBE he used a lust potion on her or something!" Triumph.
"A lust potion, Weasley? You know as well as I do that Malfoy wouldn't need any of the sort". Then he gave her a wicked smiled. "When he's sets his sights on something, you know he'll get it" Blaise continued, brimming with pride for his classmate.
Then, a quiet 'no Draco ' was heard and Ginny, who was currently staring at Blaise with a horrified expression due to his previous comment, turned around ready to charge in and save her best friend from the lowest scum of the Wizarding world, now that her first theory wasn't far from the truth.
If it weren't for Blaises' swift and strong grip on her right arm she would have succeeded.
"Just wait". He said holding her back against him.
Seeing as Hermione conveniently had her back to the door Ginny couldn't see her face or what expression she might have BUT her hands were firmly placed on Malfoy's chest – pushing him.
He on the other hand seemed to enjoy himself. ' Bastard 'Ginny thought as she saw him give Hermione his patented smirk.
His hands held a, what seemed to be a steady grip around her waist, pulling as Hermione was pushing.
His lips formed a ' no ', repeating the word Hermione proclaimed first.
Ginny, still not convinced, turned to Blaise again and whispered loudly "Do something!"
Again, he chuckled, looking down at her and said, "I told you, wait".
And as Ginny once again turned her head to the heated scene inside she gasped for the third time.
The snog-session was a fact.
Draco's hands were sliding their way up to Hermiones neck and her cheeks now and they seemed to be living a fabulously wicked life of their own. Draco tongue was now busy stroking something else. Hermione were no longer pushing, instead she repeated his movement and pulled him to her.
' Ooh, he seems like a good kisser ' Ginny absently thought as the two teenagers inside continued with their semi-secret tryst.
Hands.
Strong hands.
Persuasive hands. ' Very persuasive hands ' she thought.
Lips.
' Very persuasive li- ' She never got the chance to finish that thought.
He pushed aside the chair she'd previously occupied and lifted her easily up to sit at the desk. The chair went down with a loud bang and he moved to stand between her legs. Hands on either side of her he advanced on her lips a little bit more this time, demanding access for his tongue.
Access denied.
"No Draco... " She was terrified now. ' How did it come to this? '. She thought and trembling put her hands on his chest. ' Must tell him again ' Push. Just look him in the eye and say "No…th-thank you". Yes that's it'. Another lame push followed.
The feeling two strong arms sneaking around her waist made her look up. And looking into those eyes made it even worse for her to repeat the 'N' word.
" No?" Draco spoke almost as a favour to her and dipped his head slightly forward, looking almost sympathetic at her.
" I... I" Hermione tried. But feeling those hands, those strong, persuasive hands holding her waist made her almost weak. ' Probably the reason why I'm here in the first place ' She thought answering her previous question. She lowered her gaze to the floor and tried quickly considering 'pros' and 'cons'.
She got as far as ' Gorgeous but a Slytherin scum ' When she felt those hands pull away from her.
Damnit.
When she felt them again, they were stroking their way up to her cheeks, almost pleading her to look at him again. She did.
Access granted.
'He really is a good kisser.' She thought and pulled him closer.
A/N Ok, first chapter done. A bit short so it's probably just a prologue. grin
:. The snog-scene was inspired by luckdragon's 'Someone else' – Absolutely gorgeous fic. Between the Lines – 'Read it'
:. I think I need a Beta Read – I'm desperate for a Beta
:. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it. Second chapter is just around the corner...
Fairies :.