This one is by Ev. Otherwise it wouldn't be a Ginny/Draco, now would it? Okay. Bye! It is my first fanfic. Oneshot. If you think I should write asequel, please don't hesitate to request.

Disclaimer: Erm... I'm sort of, I don't know, SIXTEEN!

Too Damn Sexy

Prologue

"He's Head Boy?" Hermione stared in disbelief at Dumbledore.

"Yes, Ms. Granger. I have appointed young Mr. Malfoy in the position of Head Boy. In addition, the two of you will be given special Head's Dorms." Hermione gaped. There was no way in hell she would share a dorm with Malfoy, the git.

"I'll take the position but not the dorm."

"All tight. Then please inform Ms. Weasley of her new accommodations."

End Prologue

"Did he say why it was me?" I asked Hermione.

"Nope."

"So now I have to share a dorm with Malfoy all year?"

"Yep."

"That fucking bastard!"

"Which one?"

"Both of them."

"Good bye." I stormed off to the head's dorms in a huff. I gave the gargoyle the password.

"You're not the Head Girl," it remarked.

"Maybe so, but you won't have a head if you don't let me in." It sprang aside and I flung my trunk into the room. A startled ferret boy looked up at me from his quiet reading. Yes, the ferret was reading.

"Ah. Weasley." I glared at him. "No need to say 'Hi' back." I sneered. I levitated my trunk up the stairs to the girls dorm. I slammed the door shut behind me. The ass. He had nerve talking to me.

After a week of sharing a dorm with the Incredible Bathroom Hogging Ferret, (That's right. We share a bathroom) I was ready to kill him. Or the gargoyle, which sometimes refused to change the password when I asked it to so that the I.B.H.F. couldn't get in. I decided to lock the bathroom doors and take a really long bath in the small swimming pool sized tub. I turned on the bubble bath. The light purple ones that smelled like lavender. The bath filled up with the perfect temperature water and I slid off my dressing robe and slid in. I soaked up the warmth while listening to Celtic music, which was perfect for soothing frazzled nerves. I closed my eyes and listened to my music intently. I was completely zoned out. Then I heard a splash. I opened my eyes and pulled the nearest bubbles toward myself. I looked around the pool in panic. That sodding wanker! His wet blond head popped up in front of me.

"Well. Weasley. If you sunk down a bit more in the water, I'm sure it would be an amazing view." I crossed my arms tightly across my chest.

"Why are you in my bath?"

"Am I making you uncomfortable?" He asked stepping closer.

"Sort of!" I said as he took another step.

"In what way?" He was too close. Not good! I was naked in a bath with my worst enemy, who according to an anonymous survey, was said to be great in bed.

"Too many to count," I said.

"Is one of them, I don't know. Sexually, maybe?" the nerve! How could he hit the nail on the head on his first guess? All right! Fine. I really needed a good shag. And my options were apparently right in front of me.

"Maybe." I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Great. Because I've got a boner that can kill a guy."

"I said 'Maybe'! Not 'Yes'! And why?"

"You meant yes, and I don't know." Ah, sod it all. I was getting very turned on by the sight of his abs.

"Yes! All right! You're making me sexually uncomfortable, and I've needed a shag for a while."

"You're not a virgin?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Do you want sex, or not?"

"Hell yeah. Where though?"

"Not here. Maybe your bed?" I suggested.

"Great. Let's dry off first." We both hopped out of the tub and I quickly grabbed a towel. I dried off and walked into his room. Yes, I was walking into the I.B.H.F.'s room to shag him. Odd. He got there before I did. He had the common decency to wear his towel around his waist. I was still wearing my towel after all.

"Are you on?" He asked from his seat on the bed.

"Not quite." I'm not sure what possessed me to say it. Maybe I thought it would be better if I did. He stood up and pulled me into a very close hug before starting to kiss me. His kiss was tough and demanding, which was actually just how I liked it. His tongue sought entrance. I opened my lips slightly. It darted in and was soon battling with mine. He lay me down on the bed. Without breaking our kiss he ripped off my towel, his hand brushing my breast in the process. I moaned a bit into the kiss. I could feel him smirk. The hand that had the towel travelled slowly down wards. His fingers ghosted over the sensitive spot. I gave an involuntary moan. His hand picked up a faster motion and gained harder contact with my clit. I broke the kiss with a really loud moan. I was right on the edge, but was he going to give it to me? No, of course not. Right before I came, his hand stopped all contact. I grabbed his towel and ripped it off.

"Good god, Malfoy. Fuck me all ready." He smirked. He poised at my entrance. He slid in ever so slowly. I moaned. He started slow, really spaced out thrusts.

"Fuck me, you sadistic bastard!" I yelled. He slowly picked up the pace. "Harder!" I said. He got harder inside me. Then he got harder with his thrusts. I wrapped my feet around him, allowing him deeper. He welcomed it and got so that he was going really fast and hard. I almost shrieked. "Oh my God!" I yelled, as I came to the best orgasm I'd ever had. But he kept going! Only for a few minutes more though, it brought me to a second orgasm.

"That was one of the best shags I've ever had," he panted.

"Me too," I agreed, breathing just as hard.

"Maybe we should do it again some time."

"Definitely." Yes, he was good in bed. He was very good in bed. And I had a whole weekend with the I.B.H.S.F. (Incredible Bathroom Hogging, Shagging Ferret) Life was actually looking up. Oh. And the whole rest of the year to get the best sex I've ever had. Fun.

A/N: Please review! I would greatly appreciate it. Yeah. Bye!