A/N: I disclaim.
"Do you mean to tell me," Draco drawled, "That you've never had fondue before?"
Ginny shook her head. "It's just melted cheese, right?"
Draco arched a smug eyebrow. "Or chocolate," he replied, his eyes glinting. "Come. I have a fondue pot. I think."
Ginny followed him through his massive flat and tried to recall the last time her boyfriend had willingly entered the kitchen.
She watched as he flung open a few cupboards, revealing sparkling stainless steel kitchenware, but no fondue pot. Draco frowned, then turned and bent over to rummage in a lower cupboard.
Ginny couldn't help but admire the view.
"Got it! Now, Miss Weasley, I am going to introduce you to a whole new world," he said triumphantly.
He flicked his wand at a serving tray, instantly filling it with all sorts of yummy foods, then tapped the fondue pot. It began to hum, filling with melted chocolate. Draco stuck his finger in the mixture and licked it off slowly.
"Perfect," he sighed, lifting eyebrows. "Here, taste," he commanded, dipping the reddest strawberry into the warm chocolate and holding it out to her.
Ginny bit into the juicy fruit and practically moaned--what was it about strawberries and chocolate?
"Like it?" Draco asked. Ginny nodded, mesmerized as he swirled a piece of the banana around in the liquid and then bit into it. A drop of chocolate caught on his lip, and she unwittingly held her breath until he'd licked it away.
Draco eyed her for a moment, his eyebrows playing a subtly mischevious game. "The trouble with kitchens is that they're not very comfortable," he announced, licking more invisible sweetness off his lips.
Ginny decided that fondue was her favorite thing in the whole wide world.
She felt a flush rise to her face and she followed through with a grin. "The bedroom, then?" she suggested.
"Tsk tsk. Food in the bedroom?" He slowly brushed her away from her face, then swept her in for a kiss that promised all sorts of good things to come.
He pulled away suddenly, staring at Ginny with acute intensity. "Bedroom it is," he announced, quickly picking up the fondue pot.
And quickly dropping it.
"Bloody fu-" he hissed, sucking on his burned fingers. "That pot is supposed to stay cool to the- oh, Merlin, you look wonderful."
Ginny stood in front of him, covered in chocolate - and wide-eyed with shock.
"Merlin?" she complained, "I'm all splotched in your lumpy chocolate."
Draco said nothing, but he stared at her as though Christmas had come early.
He gingerly lifted her hand and carefully sucked the still-warm cocoa from her fingertip. "Splotched if must, Ginny, but not lumpy," he said, slipping her second fingertip between his lips.
He lifted his eyes to hers and held her gaze for a brief moment. "Now, come," he commanded, pulling her from the kitchen as he proclaimed, "I have decided that I fully agree with your choice. Fondue is best enjoyed in the bedroom."
A/N: Written for a drabble challenge at The DG Forum. Rules included a length of 300-500 words (this has 499 sans A/Ns) and the sentence, "Splotched if must, (Ginny/Draco), but not lumpy."
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