Chapter Two
Oh Pity the fool...
The first thing Ginny noticed was that Draco had very kissable lips. They were soft without being femnine, the kind of lips a girl could melt into.
The second thing she noticed was he had no idea how to kiss a girl. It wasn't surprising really. Obviously he wasn't the type to watch girly movies or read romance novels. So far as Ginny knew he had never had any girlfriends so he had probably never had any practice.
For instance, his hands were entirely wrong. He had both of them on her shoulders. That was ok when he had first pulled her into the kiss but for a kiss that was lasting this long, he really should have moved them. On the shoulders was a little too much like friends. He should have moved one to her neck and the other to her waist. And he should have-
What the hell was she thinking? Refining his technique? He was Draco bloody Malfoy.
With an effort she pulled from the kiss and looked around. Ron, Harry and Hermione, as well as half her class were staring at them. She looked back at Draco. He was still grinning. He reached for her again and she flinched back. Something almost like hurt crossed his eyes but he took her hand instead and kissed it.
"Until next time, Ma cherie." He drawled in a goregously insolent French accent.
He turned and winked at Ron. "Well Weasley, as much fun as it was to defile your baby sister, I must be off now! Ta!"
With that he skipped out of the common room.
Hermione rushed to Ginny. "What was that about? Ginny are you and-"
Ginny scrubbed at her mouth. "Mione! Don't be rediculous! I have no idea why he kissed me!" She protested.
Though in truth she had a pretty good idea.
Ginny let the idea play around in her head for the next day as her brother got the most out of this new development. Finally Ginny decided to take action.
(A/N: Short, I know. Still I hope you all like it!
To Ami- I understand, girly! Glad you like it!
To wrenbailey- Glad to hear it! I aim to please!
