A/N: Apologies if any of you were confused when the House Unity Program happened. I started the section with Ginny entering the Hall for dinner, and ended it with her "turning back to her lunch". *cringes* Sorry! It was supposed to be dinner time.

Now, on separate note…I just want to be sure that we are all on the same page. This story is rated "M" for a reason. If you are not 18 or older, please do not read this. Thank you! (Also, thank you to those who have reviewed / story alerted! It is my pleasure to entertain you. )

Disclaimer: I do not own the amazing creations of J.K. Rowling or Gary Larson.

Chapter 4: Bite Me…

September 25th

Ginny dashed down the hallway toward the Gryffindor Common Room. She stopped at a corner and quickly peeked around it. All clear, good. She ran to the next corner and did the same thing. "This is nuts." she mumbled. All week Draco had been patrolling right next to the Gryffindor entrance, almost as if he was waiting to catch her. She glanced at her watch, "10:24," she whispered, "almost there…". Peeking around another corner, she ran full out down the last hallway, trying to be as silent as physically possible. All of a sudden, a body stepped out from the shadows in front of her and she crashed into it, both tumbled to the floor and landed in a heap. Ginny groaned, and tried to see whom she ended up on top of. Please do not let it be Filch! It was too dark to see his face, but it was definitely a he. She reached for her wand in her back pocket, when a hand shot up and grabbed her wrist. The guy rolled over and pinned her to the floor, straddling her.

"Well well, what have we here…"

"Malfoy?" Ginny shrieked.

"Ow…you tend to do that a lot…" He winced, and moved his hands from her shoulders to her wrists and pinned them above her head.

"Get off me Ferret."

"Temper, temper, Ginevra…Is that the polite way to ask someone who just broke your fall?"

"You want polite? Fine..." Ginny swiftly brought her right knee up, but before her knee connected, he immediately rolled off her and stood up. Ginny quickly followed. Grabbing her arm he swung her towards the wall and pinned her again, this time making sure his groin wasn't anywhere near her knees. Ginny struggled in his grasp but could not shake him off.

"You really should learn to be more thankful," he purred, practically nose to nose with her.

There was only one way she could think of to distract him long enough to run to the common room. "You're right Malfoy," Ginny purred back, "I should have thanked you." She ripped a hand out of his grasp, grabbed his head and pulled it to her, crushing his mouth with hers. She knew she succeeded when he froze, but when he released her other hand, grabbed her waist and pulled her even closer, it was Ginny's turn to freeze. Good Heavens! She did not expect him to kiss her back. Draco pulled back slightly and ran his tongue lightly along her bottom lip, encouraging Ginny to open her mouth. She knew she shouldn't, but couldn't help it. He plundered her mouth, tasting all of her. Oh my…Draco wrapped an arm around her tightly and caressed her backside. Both of them groaned. Trailing his lips down her neck, he nibbled her collarbone. Not good! Ginny gathered her wits and shoved Draco off, and made a mad dash to the Fat Lady. She frantically whispered the password and ran in, slamming the portrait closed behind her.

"What did I just do…?" she moaned, as she slid down the wall on her back to the floor, with her face buried in her hands. He had taken her by surprise; she had not expected him to kiss back. It went too far. Taking deep breaths, she stood up, walked up the stairs, and flopped on her bed. At least I was able to get away before he took off House Points. Ginny snickered.

That… was interesting. Draco thought to himself, as he was lying on his back in bed. He knew he was going to have a fight with her, but damn! He did not expect her to kiss him. And oh, what a kiss! He was lying in wait, knowing that she was going to be late again. It was almost 10:30 when he lost hope of catching her. Just as he stepped out of the shadows, someone bowled into him. The next thing he realized he was sprawled on the floor with a female on top, but within seconds, he knew exactly who it was.

Rolling over in bed, he opened his side table drawer and took out a tiny bottle. "Sweet dreams Ginevra," he whispered as he pulled something long and dark red out of it and tossed back the potion in one shot, "I know I will."

His hand caressed her waist as his lips brushed her forehead. "So sweet," he whispered, "like honeysuckle…sweet, delicious honeysuckle." He ducked his head and lightly brushed his lips against hers, his lower body pinning her to the wall.

She whimpered and grasped him, pulling him as close to her as physically possible. "This is wrong." she whispered. Her hands smoothly running up and down his back.

He ran a hand up and cupped her breast, caressing everything he touched, "Not wrong," he whispered back nuzzling her neck, "It's just right. You know it is. I know you feel it too." He lifted her leg, hooked it over his hip, and ground his hips into hers.

Ginny groaned and slid her hands to his shoulders. He shifted his body and trailed a hand down to her jeans. Unhooking the top button, he pulled the zipper down and slid his hand inside. He pulled aside her knickers and stroked her from center to nub. She moaned and bucked her hips. "Draco!" she cried softly as he caressed her core and gently pushed a finger inside her.

Draco moaned and pressed his mouth to her collarbone. He bit down gently and immediately kissed it to take the sting away, adding a second finger. The pressure kept building, Ginny couldn't get enough, his strong digits stroking her and finding her sweet spot. When he flexed his fingers, Ginny's legs almost gave out; she could barely take anymore. "That's it baby, come for me, let me feel you come." Draco whispered, as her hips ground against him. He flicked his thumb over her small cluster of nerves, "Draco…" she groaned into his neck. She ran her hands underneath his shirt and then down his back raking her nails lightly. Draco gasped in pleasure and bit down hard on her bare shoulder while his thumb circled her nub again.

Crying out in pleasure and pain, Ginny grabbed Draco's hair and pulled his head back and kissed him deeply, moaning his name into his mouth, pleading as he started thrusting harder. "Faster Draco…please faster…" she panted. She was almost there…!

September 26th

"Oh God!" Ginny shot up in her bed, panting hard and covered in sweat. "What the…" she started, glancing around the room. Her roommates were gone, probably headed on their way to breakfast. She flopped back down on her bed and closed her eyes. Bullocks that felt so real! I'm strung tighter than a violin… Glancing around, Ginny made sure she was still alone. She closed her curtains and cast a silencing charm on her bed. She cupped one breast, rolled the nipple lightly between her fingers with one hand; while the other snake down under her pajama shorts, and stroked her hot center. She was still wet from her dream, and her fingers penetrated herself with ease. She tried to think of Dean or Michael (her ex boyfriends) to help urge it along, but if anything, it set her back. Don't think of him, don't think of him! She stroked her clit faster and clenched her inner muscles, trying to force the orgasm, but nothing worked. Finally, she could not take it anymore; she needed release! She pictured his face, his lips, his hands, his body, all the while caressing herself underneath the sheets. Within seconds, she cried out and came harder than she ever did before by herself.

Draco growled and threw his alarm clock across the room. Blaise ducked the flying time machine and grinned at Draco. He was the only Slytherin who did not get scared or nervous when Draco was royally ticked off. "I totally understand how you feel mate." Blaise drawled, "I mean...the audacity! How dare that machine wake you up! What does it think it is an alarm clock?"

Draco snorted and rolled over, groaning into his pillows. Blaise peeked over at him through the curtains, and gave Draco an evil little grin, "Good dreams?"

Draco promptly swore.

"Come on Ginny, you're going to be late!"

Ginny cracked open her eyes, and blearily glanced out from the covers, sitting up slightly. "Huh…?"

"It's Hogsmeade weekend remember?" Lavender practically shouted, dashing off towards the door. "The carriages are almost here!"

Sighing, Ginny flopped back down. That's when last night's dream and her finishing up hit her. "Bloody Hell! She shouted, shooting back up. She must have fallen back asleep.

Lavender dashed back in the room, "Are you ok Gin?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine…" Ginny replied, rubbing her face with both hands, "I just… forgot it was Hogsmeade this weekend is all!"

"Oh, okay!" Lav said brightly, "Hop to it then!"

Ginny rolled out of bed and threw on a pair of jeans, a tank top and an old over shirt from Fred's again. She quickly brushed her teeth and hair, etc…and dashed out to meet her friends at the Main Entrance. Colin and Luna had just made it too, and were climbing into a carriage when she ran up.

"Wait for me!" she called out.

"Glad you could make it sweetie!" Colin replied.

"You overslept…did you dream well?" Luna asked.

Ginny choked. "Fine, fine…Why wouldn't I?"

"The Bandygurts were out last night, that's when good dreams happen. "Luna smiled.

Ginny sighed in relief, "Oh…"

"I'm looking forward to see your brothers' new shop Ginny. I heard they opened a secondary one in Hogsmeade?" said Colin, grinning.

"Yes! Their business really took off in Diagon Alley, and within a year, they were able to have the extra start-up money for a second one. They decided Hogsmeade was the best location due to the proximity to Hogwarts." Ginny smiled.

The carriage rolled up to the Hogsmeade main courtyard, and everyone stepped out. They all decided to head to the Three Broomsticks first. On their way something caught Ginny's eye, a new shop had opened. Walking to the window, Ginny stared in awe. There was a beautiful silver bracelet on display. Sapphires were delicately set in an intricate pattern of leaves, with a single slightly larger clear stone in the center. It was breathtaking! Luna and Colin came to Ginny's side and glanced at the bracelet.

"Whoa…" Ginny whispered, "That's an Alexandrite!"

"What's an Alexandrite?" Colin asked.

"It's a color changing gem from Russia. In the magical community it's magicked to be a high end mood stone, but it's extremely rare."

"There isn't a price on it." murmured Luna.

"Trust me," Ginny replied, "You don't want to know how much it costs…"

"Wow, I'd probably have to sell everything I own to even consider buying it…" Colin mused.

"All the more reason to walk away…" Ginny sighed, as she moved away from the window. "Come on guys. I don't know about you, but I'm parched. Oh…there's Neville!" Ginny waved him over.

Colin burst out into laughter when he saw the back of Ginny's shirt as they started walking away from the jewelry shop. "Only you, Gin."

Ginny grinned as Neville and Luna looked at the back of the over shirt she was wearing. There was a picture of a muggle airplane, one of the pilots was yelling, "The fuel light's on Frank! We're all going to die!...We're all going to die!...Wait, wait…Oh, my mistake-that's the intercom light." The passengers looked shocked and terrified.

"Where'd you get that?" Neville chuckled.

"Fred saw this in America, they're jokes called 'The Far Side'." Ginny shrugged, "Anyway, he brought a bunch of stuff back and got me hooked on it too."

They all made their way to the Three Broomsticks. It was crowded with locals as well as many students. They meandered through the masses and were lucky enough to find a table available. As they sat down Ginny took off her over shirt, as it was stuffy in the bar. They ordered their butterbeers, and chatted about nothing important. Mostly trading jokes on the Trio. Luna leaned forward all of a sudden and looked at Ginny's shoulder intently. "What's that Ginny?" she asked curiously. Ginny glanced down at her right shoulder and gasped. There was a bite mark on it! Bullocks! It's actually there…but that's impossible! It was only a dream!

"I have no idea," Ginny stammered out blushing, "Must've accidentally hit something."

"Looks like a love bite…" Colin and Neville grinned at each other, "Anything you want to tell us Ginevra?"

"No…nothing!"

"Uh huh….right…," Neville drawled

"Spill the beans Ginny! Who is he, what house, what year…?" Colin demanded enthusiastically.

"Look, nothing happened…and even if something did, I wouldn't tell you here."

"Come on, Gin!" Neville pleaded.

"Bite me."

Luna laughed, "Looks like someone already did…" which set the other two cackling. Ginny glared.

"Ok, ok, point taken, but don't think we'll let you off the hook for long." Neville insisted.

Ginny groaned and took a swig of her butterbeer.

"This calls for chocolate!" Luna exclaimed. "Except, can we stop by Weasley's Wizarding Weazes first? They have a new spell decoder that looks pretty neat." Everyone chuckled at that, dropped some money on the table, and left for the Twins' shop.

He watched her from the other side of the tavern. Her auburn hair standing out like a blazing sun. She looked delectable today, low-slung jeans, and a tank top that showed off her shoulders and collarbone. It had an empire waist, and fluttered around her as she moved. She was leaning on the table with one elbow propped up under her chin. He watched her drink the butterbeer and felt a tightening in his groin as he saw her lips close over the top and her mouth and throat work when she swallowed. She licked her bottom lip, and he almost groaned. She did not seem the leased bit ruffled. How can she not be edgy? He watched her blush furiously as Lovegood said something to her. The other two started laughing, but quieted down quickly when she responded. As they got up to leave, he got a closer look at her, and felt a smug sense of satisfaction when he saw her shoulder. His mark was still there. Ah hah, so that was the topic of discussion. He grinned and took a draft from his butterbeer.

"What's funny mate?" Blaise interrupted his thoughts.

"Nothing…," Draco responded, "just enjoying the view."

Blaise looked around and caught site of the Weasley girl and her friends leaving the Three Broomsticks. "Damn, and what a view."

Draco narrowed his eyes as he saw what Blaise was looking at. "She's not for you."

"She's not for you either mate, but it doesn't mean I can't appreciate the nubile way of little Miss Weasley there. My, my, she has grown up." Blaise whistled low.

"Seriously…mate…back off" Draco growled.

Blaise looked at him in surprise, and then grinned as comprehension dawned in his eyes. "Someone has a target for his next conquest?" he chuckled.

"She's not a conquest, she's more like a challenge." he muttered into his butterbeer.

Blaise chuckled, "Challenge my arse, more like trouble! She is the top marked witch in Hogwarts, beats Granger easily in looks and brains. Never thought I would see the day when you would hang convention and want to make a move on a Weasley. …Does anyone else know?"

"No, and it's going to stay that way."

Nodding, Blaise said, "Well if you need any help with the little Gryffindor there, just let me know, I'll be very happy to lend you my expertise." He winked.

Draco broke out laughing, "Hell will freeze over before I do anything like that Zabini."

They both grinned as they paid and headed outside, both unaware of the pair of brown eyes filled with hatred aimed at their backs, along with the two sets of ears that heard the whole thing.