Triumphant Smirks

a/n: Part of Leigh's challenge for the DG forum's Writing Challenge:

Guidelines:

Like the OSS, drabbles should be D/G centric

Do not exceed 300 words, excludingthe original sentence. As the Ravenclaw HOH, I will make you edit.

You may post more than one drabble.

You may use a sentence that someone else has already used.

You may use one of your own sentences.

You have until February 28 to post.

Sentence used: "Draco leaned back on the lavish couch, the smirk on his face indication enough of the blond's triumph; the raven haired boy was a laggard after all - he had lost his most precious thing to the one person he hated the most."

(Blurry-blurb's #31)

"Don't deny it, you know you want it,"

"Want what?"

"Me. Broom cupboard. Right now."

"Weaslette, for someone who is stone cold sober you speak an awful lot of jargon,"

The red haired beauty merely shrugged, "Have it your way then," slipping of the bench she walked away. He watched. He waited. She didn't stop for him. Detesting the urge he had for the rebellious red head he took a shortcut enabling him to sneak up behind her. "I want it. Now," he whispered. She spun round to face him, as Draco proceeded to pin her up against the wall.

"GINNY!" Ron roared- standing at the doorway with Harry-fuming.

The couple looked up. Weasley and Precious Potter had discovered them. Shame too, Draco was beginning to enjoy himself.

"C'mon let's find somewhere a little more, discrete," Draco suggested, ignoring Ron.

"Why you-" Ron lunged for Draco.

Ginny stepped aside quickly, "Would you ever fucking grow up!" she roared casting a shield charm between the two.

"GROW UP?" Ron spat as he was released from Draco's headlock. "YOUR FUCKING MALFOY!"

Ginny glared at Ron then sneered, "Bloody hell Draco, he knows about our sex life even before I did,"

Draco snorted, taking Ginny's hand, he allowed her to lead them away, but not before passing Harry a triumphant smirk.

Draco leaned back on the lavish couch, the smirk on his face indication enough of the blond's triumph; the raven haired boy was a laggard after all - he had lost his most precious thing to the one person he hated the most.

"You planning on coming to bed at all tonight?" Ginny asked standing at the doorway.