A/N: Hello! I'm glad you guys liked the last chapter! I didn't feel like it was my best... but I'd hoped it turned out alright :) Anywho, Chapter 6 just for you awesome people! (Personally I found myself giggling at some parts :P)
Chapter 6
Duck, Dive and Spin
Ginny woke up warm and very comfortable, the blanket wrapped around her protectively and made her feel safe. She smiled sleepily and decided to stay that way for just a little bit longer, enjoying the warmth. She nuzzled her head a little closer to her pillow, but something felt different. There was something wrapped around her waist, and her legs were entangled with something else that was definitely not a pillow or blanket. The bed shift slightly and a warm breath blew gently past her ear. She instantly froze. Where on earth was she and what was currently wrapped around her?!
She opened her eyes and saw that a lean muscled arm was wrapped around her waist, and a pajama clad leg was wrapped around one of her own. That warm feeling was a lean and muscled chest pressed close against her back. Her eyes widened in terror and the memories of yesterday came flooding back.
Harry acting strangely toward her, the run in's with Malfoy, her brothers and their stupid love chocolates, and then the room of requirement. The game they had played, and finally, going to bed. 'Bloody hell! Is Malfoy...cuddling me?!' Ginny thought panicked. She didn't move, but turned her head enough to catch a glimpse of white blonde hair entangled in her vibrant red locks. Eyes wide, she turned her head back to look at the wall in front of her. What was she going to do?!
Before Ginny could make a decision, Malfoy tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her closer while nuzzling the side of her neck. He moaned faintly, not in an erotic way, but more in content. Then it dawned on her. He wasn't cuddling her in his sleep because he was going to attack her, she must've been a comfort to him. 'Like when I cuddle my pillow at home...'
She turned just enough so she could get a look at his face, being careful not to disturb him. He didn't wake, but adjusted himself to her new position, laying his head just above her breast, one arm still wrapped protectively around her waist while one leg rewrapped itself around hers. He looked peaceful. She softly smiled and realized this was probably the first and only time she might see him like this. Asleep his features were soft, gentle even. His lips were curved into a small smile. He seemed happy. Not fully aware of what she was doing, she leaned down gently, brushing away a few strands of his hair and placed a soft kiss upon his forehead. His grip lightly tightened on her waist again.
She laid still for a few more moments before reality kicked in. She was in a bed, with Malfoy who was practically on top of her!
"Merlin's Pant's!" She immediately jumped up out of bed and ran across the room. Draco had been startled when he was shoved to the side and was now sitting halfway up in bed and staring at her wide eyed and confused.
"Weasley? What are you doing here? What in the bloody hell is going on?" That's when she realized that he had no idea what he had been doing just a few minutes ago.
"Nothing Malfoy, I'm here because this is where I slept last night. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to change, seeing as I have class today." She decided not to say anything, but instead pretend it didn't happen. Racing over to the wardrobe she grabbed her robes from yesterday and quickly changed. She'd have to sneak into the common room during breakfast to get a fresh pair of clothes. Avoiding Potter- Harry, she corrected herself, first thing in the morning sounded like a pretty good idea seeing as he had the love potion still in his system and she already had a very awkward morning.
After getting changed into her clothes from yesterday, she picked up her school bag and glanced back at the bed where Draco had pulled off his pajama shirt and was now scratching his head yawning. She quickly looked away mumbled a quick goodbye and raced out of the room without another word.
Draco awoke with a start. He had actually slept very well last night, better than he had in a long time. But the sudden shriek and weird exclamation about merlins pants had awakened him in a panic.
When he saw Ginny Weasley standing across the room in pajama's, her hair tousled, he immediately thought the worst. Had he slept with the youngest Weasley and not remembered it?! He knew he had drank some last night, but he didn't think he drank that much! But realizing they were both dressed he assumed that was not the case. However, her panicked look told him something had happened, he just couldn't remember what...
He watched her quickly run to the wardrobe and change behind the changing screen, so he decided to go ahead and start getting dressed himself. As he pulled off his shirt he stretched and yawned, rubbed his head trying to wake up. From the corner of his eye he saw her looking at him. She was already fully dressed in what looked like rumpled school robes. She mumbled something that sounded like a goodbye and then she was gone. He hadn't even got out of bed yet and she was already dressed and on her way. 'Who knew women could dress so fast?'
He shook his head and smiled at his thoughts. Deciding it was best to go ahead and hurry to his common room for some fresh clothes, Draco reluctantly left the warm and cozy bed for the cool morning air in the room of requirement.
After getting dressed and grabbing the book he had been reading, he took one last look around the room. It was a rather nice room. 'I hope I can find my way back here... I slept better here than I ever have in the Slytherin dungeons... definitely better than I ever have at the mansion.'
With that thought he made sure to remember exactly how he left the room.
When Ginny finally arrived in the common room she ran into the unfortunate sight of Hermione Granger. Where normally this unfortunate sight would be followed by a long lecture on staying out all night continued with multiple questions regarding her whereabouts and who she might have been with, this morning's unfortunate sight was a little different.
Hermione was straddling her brother Ron on one of the common room couches while snogging him senseless. Ginny tried desperately to avoid looking at them as she ran up to her dorm room to change before classes began.
She changed into a pair of dark blue jeans and a dark green tank top with a black tight fitted button up sweater. She decided to for-go the usual uniform for a comfortable outfit today. That and she couldn't remember where she'd placed her other uniform. She put a hand to the side of her head this time, in attempt to block the images as she ran out of the common room quickly towards her first class. 'They must have a free period...' She thought bitterly as she ran into the potions classroom. Seeing as she was late, she sat down at the nearest empty seat.
'Double potions first thing in the morning... this should be illegal.' She set her bag on the table and begun pulling out her books. Looking to her right to see who she'd been partnered up with she stepped back in surprise and shock, which only caused her to trip over the chair and fall onto the floor. Trying to regain her composure, she immediately stood back up, sat in the chair and straightened out her clothes.
"Fancy seeing you here Weasley... Aren't you a little young to be in this class?" Ginny calmly breathed and tried to ignore him as she pulled out a parchment and quill to copy down tonight's homework.
She saw him enter her vision as he leaned lazily on the desk smirking up at her. Closing her eyes and sighing she decided to give him an answer, hoping he would leave her alone. 'Maybe Snape could reassign me a partner?' She thought desperately.
"I happen to excel in Potions. My Bat-Bogey Hex isn't the only thing I'm good at Malfoy."
"I'm sure it isn't..." She continued writing for a moment before his words hit her. When she turned to glare at him, He was still smirking but had turned back to the front of the classroom where Professor Snape was now standing.
"Weasley... What are you wearing?" He said looking down his nose at her. She opened her mouth to respond but was interrupted when he continued to speak. "Fifty points from Gryffindor for inappropriate attire." She just gaped at him. The other Gryffindors were glaring daggers at Ginny's back while the Slytherins were snickering. Instead of arguing she kept her head down and finished writing the homework assignments.
Draco couldn't help but tease her. He was thoroughly surprised to see her rushing into his potions classroom, and with how flustered she looked he assumed that she had wandered into the wrong class.
He watched her come right up to his table and immediately start unloading her bag, pulling out a potions textbook as well. Amused he pondered that maybe she had her day's mixed up, but continued to watch her none the less. When she had finally looked up at him the shock threw her backward, tripping over the stool she almost settled on and falling right to the cold dungeon floor.
That's when he noticed that she wasn't wearing the typical school uniform. Her skin tight jeans and sweater hugged her every curve. But he caught a peek at the dark green underneath the sweater and smirked. 'So she really does like green...' He turned slightly to look at his best friend Blaise Zabini who gave him a questioning look to which he simply shrugged and shook his head. He still wasn't very sure what she was doing here either. Blaise never stuck to the dress code, he was wearing black jeans and a button up black shirt with the collar folded over. his sleeves were pulled up neatly. Draco doubted that many people noticed how vain Blaise was about appearances. He rarely dressed down, in fact, the jeans were probably the closest he's ever gotten. He was a rather quiet character, but that simply made Draco enjoy his company all the more. His dark skin against the dark color of his clothes rather complimented him in a way that was, he supposed, alluring to most women.
He suddenly remembered about Ginny's crush on Zabini and gave him a mischievous grin before turning his attention back to her. This seemed to confuse his friend even more.
"Fancy seeing you here Weasley... Aren't you a little young to be in this class?" He said smirking. H nearly laughed at her attempt to ignore him and instead copy down tonight's assignments. So to catch her attention, or rather to get within her visual range her leaned lazily on the desk in front of him still smirking. He watched he sigh in annoyance before finally answering him.
"I happen to excel in Potions. My Bat-Bogey Hex isn't the only thing I'm good at Malfoy." without looking up she continued to scrawl across the parchment.
"I'm sure it isn't..." Draco said in flirtatious sort of manner. He watched in amusement as he saw her finally understand what he'd been hinting towards. When she sat up to what he assumed was to yell at him, she was quickly interrupted by Professor Snape.
"Weasley... What are you wearing?" He said looking down his nose at her. Draco watched the encounter smirking while she looked as if she were about to give an excuse of some sort. "Fifty points from Gryffindor for inappropriate attire." He looked around at the rest of the classroom watching as the Slytherins snickered and Gryffindor's glared daggers at the poor Weasley girls back. He could see her sinking further into her seat but a flash of messy black hair caught his attention. 'That's right... I almost forgot Potter was in this class... how'd he manage that one? He's not exactly that great at potions...' Potter was shoving aside his partner Dean Thomas looking straight at Weasley, his eyes going wide in wonder and a goofy grin spreading across his face. 'Ah... Potter looks a little bonkers... Oh that's right... love potion...' He sat there smirking for a moment and then he realized something. 'The love potion!' He quickly nudged the youngest Weasley hoping to get her attention.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Came the mumbled reply as she continued to copy the homework and assignments.
"You may want to ditch class today, scar face is headed this way." He whispered towards her, watching as Potter knocked over Pansy Parkinson's Cauldron in his urgency to get to Ginny. Her head snapped up just as Potter spoke.
"Ginny! My Gin Bug! Where were you last night?! I stayed up all night watching the entrance waiting for you!" Draco turned to look at her but the seat next to him was empty. His eyes widened and he quickly scanned the room for her. There she was, a couple rows down, with agility he didn't realize she had. She was carrying her school bag in one arm while dodging between students, rolling under desks and avoiding Potter all in quick motions. Potter was right on her heel's however and at the very last moment, she had escaped through the doorway while Professor Snape had snagged Potter by the back of his robes holding him still.
"Another fifty points from Gryffindor for causing a disturbance in my classroom Potter. Now sit down and tell me what the ingredients are to produce an amortentia potion." Professor Snape said all this while dragging potter back to his seat and not so gently shoved him towards the stool. Potter grumbling sat down and began repeating the ingredients that Hermione whispered in his ear while Snape wasn't looking. Dean had apparently switched places with her after Potter shoved him aside.
Draco chuckled about the irony of Snapes choice in potion but his eye's lingered on the doorway, wondering what Weasley was up to now. Shrugging it off he turned back to the front of the class, but not before catching Blaise's raised eyebrow and smirk. Draco sneered at him and then turned fully towards Professor Snape and began furiously writing down the homework assignment, making sure to write down notes on todays lecture.
Ginny kept running until she realized she was no longer being followed. Slowly stopping she turned and looked around her at the empty corridor. Sighing she leaned against one of the cold stone walls and slid gently to the ground.
What was she supposed to do now? And why had Malfoy warned her anyway? It's was out of character for him... He's just a mean, vile git that loved to pick on everyone. Well... That's not what she saw this morning... Sighing again she put her head in her hands. Her head was spinning with too many questions.
"Hey Ginny... What are you doing here?" She looked up at the familiar voice to see Neville standing before her, a slight smile pulling at his lips with a look of concern. "Are you alright?"
She smiled politely back at him and nodded. She made to stand up and he held his hand out for her.
"Yeah... just a rough morning is all. What are you doing here? Don't you have class?" She held his hand as he pulled her to her feet.
"I could ask you the same." He smiled cheekily at her. She grinned back.
"Fair enough... So what are you up to then?" She grabbed her bag and swung it onto her shoulder. He shrugged.
"Not really sure, I actually have a free period right now, was thinking of going to the greenhouses to see the new plant that Professor Sprout got this summer." Ginny smiled, she almost forgot how much Neville liked Herbology. "Would you want to go with me? It's really fascinating!"
"Sure, why not? I suddenly have some free time after all." Ginny said warmly. He held out his arm and she took it kindly. Then they were off to the greenhouses, Neville talking animatedly about the new plant, something he called a Snargaluff.
Ginny enjoyed listening to Neville talk and was actually pretty interested seeing what this Snargaluff looked like. Neville made it sound majestic.
When they got to the greenhouses however, it was an entirely different story. Professor Sprout was wrestling what looked like a regular gnarled log but it had thorn covered vines lashing out at her while a terrified Hufflepuff attempted to beat them away. When Ginny got close, one of the vines got caught in her hair making her scream and whack it with her school bag. When it let loose Ginny made a quick excuse about a potions essay and turned to leave.
Looking back, Ginny caught the unfortunate sight of Professor Sprout thrusting her arm into a gaping hole in the plant while Neville seemed to be having the time of his life. Cringing she gave a quick wave to Neville and left.
'Well that was not what I expected at all...' Ginny thought with a shiver.