Title: Seize
Pairing: Draco/Ginny
Warnings: Language, Violence
Notes: This is the sequel to 'Rekindle'. I hope all my reviewers like this as well.
Summary: The storm of the cetury hits ruining a couples chance to marry as planned. But when fight ensue, things are thrown, pasts faults are discovered, said regrets are far too late.
Chapter One:
Ginny stared at her fiancee who was engulfed in business for the Ministry. "Are you nervous? You haven't spoken for an awhile." She draped her arms around his neck and let her fingers spider-crawl down his chest. He was racked with goosebumps. She smiled haughtily against the hollow of his throat now.
"S-stop," he commanded with a growl. She felt her lip curl in a Malfoyish fashion and she ran her hands down his flaming skin. She felt the chair scrape back on the tiled floor before he pressed her into the wall, kissing madly. "You stupid child, why must you-ugh." She was assaulting his neck and he seemed to lose all focus.
"I'm going to be wed soon. Why not get a head start on the Honeymoon?" She was already undoing his belt, much to his displeasure.
"Not yet," he took hold of her hands and kissed her knuckles lightly "I could hurt you if we get too anxious. Just wait out those grueling hours with me, hmm?"
"I suppose I could wait. Besides, mum and dad are coming by."
"Think we can pass?" Both had their clothes halway off and skin was blemished with tiny bite marks, hair very tousled.
"You'd better watch it. They're still a bit uncertain about you and if you try to devirginate their daughter before the proper time...well..."
"Me? This is my fault? God, I hate you sometimes."
"Love me more though," she pulled him towards her and kissed him lightly on the cheek before fluttering away into the bedroom. "How about this?" She came in to view some time later wearing a silky silver gown that presented her curves very nicely. Her long auburn hair was curled at the ends and she had little gems on the sides of her brown eyes. Slim pale legs with matching strapped sandals caught his eye.
"I'm damn sorry I called you filthy all those years. God, you look stunning."
"Don't worry, you'll make up for it tomorrow night." She smirked impishly and stepped into the sunlight; her body gave off a yellow-gold glow and she touched his shoulder. "Dance with me before they come."
"There's no music." He said pointedly.
"Just shut your eyes." She smiled soothingly and wound her arms around his neck. His long blonde hair tickled her skin and she nearly lost her footing. He held tight to her hands and moved with the unheard tune.
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Draco Malfoy could really clean up. His hair hung loose at his temples. He wore a black suit for when they showed up. Too bad he didn't know how many would be showing up.
"I sort of forgot to mention-Ron, Hermione and Remus are coming as well." He groaned inwardly and ran his hands through his perfect hair.
"Draco! Quiet." Ginny scolded as she heard a rustling in the fireplace.
"They're ALL using Floo? They'll get stuck," He stepped over to it and ducked under "Pardon me, Mr. Weasley?"
"Draco-Draco Malfoy?" came the reply from the other side.
"Yes sir. You could have just come through the front door. Floo is such a hassle with more people trying to squeeze through."
"Yes very sorry about that-ouch Ron-but we do seem to be stuck."
"Ginny!"
"Ron?" His little sister's voice came softly.
"Can't you get a stick or something and poke us out?"
"Idiot,"
"What was that Ferret?"
"Ron!" Molly hissed warningly.
"Afternoon, Mrs. Weasley."
"Draco-how are you dear?"
"Fine, given the situation. Your daughter's having a fit though. Gin, quiet, lemme think."
Silence.
"Ginny, Draco?" came a hoarse but recognizable voice.
"Professor Lupin, hello." Draco replied as frindly as he could. This whole thing was terribly amusing.
"No way to get us lose, boy?"
"None sir. Gin-why are you laughing-come here."
"Hiya Remus!"
"Doing well, Ginny? I see your spirits about this fiasco are high."
"I'm really sorry. Maybe if you try to wiggle back up?"
"At halfway down?" Arthur shouted sounding mildly angry.
"It's worth a try," Draco called. A cluttering and a loud noise was heard and they backed off. Next a rattling sent them to the floor as five people were tossed out of that object and drenched in soot.
"Might I have missed that my fireplace is fickle?" Draco smiled warmly and sniggered.
"I wish I still hated you." Ron coughed and gagged from the soot and took his hand. His face contorted into a grimace and he stared around; limbs cracked and people groaned while standing up.
"Shower's upstairs." Ginny muttered refusing to shake anyone's hands. They all smiled cheekily and descended the steps.
"Looks like it's going to be a long few hours." He frowned.
"The worst is yet to come." Ginny smiled sardonically.