A/N: THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS GUYS! Seriously, you all warm my heart so much! I also took your input into consideration and tried to tweak Draco's character a bit, I hope it's noticeable! I'm so sorry it took so long for this update—work and school has been crazy busy! But I hope you all like this chapter! I know I do!
ALSO WARNING: This is the first chapter worthy of a "M" rating for sexual content.
Disclaimer: I don't own harry potter.
"Thank you so much, Draco". Draco heard Ginny's soothing voice whispering repeatedly in his mind for the rest of the week. He felt her warm arms and petite frame press against his torso, envisioned the way her cheeks turned a light shade of pink when she received his small gift, and the way her hair smelled like fresh raspberries and flowers… She had completely overtaken his senses.
"Oi, Draco, pass me another drink?"
Draco quickly snapped out of his day dream. He looked across from him and saw Crabbe holding his hand out expectantly. Draco reached for a bottle of Firewhiskey and handed it to him. Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, and Rose sat in the room of requirements drinking late into the night. The room was how it was the night he invited Ginny with him, only instead of two single armchairs, there were two couches. He had his arm around Rose's shoulder all evening, but despite the physical contact, he was incredibly distant from the group.
"You alright, Draco?" Goyle asked, "Usually you're much chattier after a few drinks."
"Yeah, you've been quiet all week, babe," Rose looked into his eyes, "Is everything okay?"
Draco shifted uncomfortably in his spot, "Yeah, I'm great! Just a little tired. It's been a long week."
"Yeah, it must be rough escaping to Paris for a weekend," Crabbe laughed sarcastically, Draco laughed back but felt it was hard to come up with a rhetoric. Thankfully Rose remembered some important news to change the subject.
"OH MY GOD, I can't believe I forgot to tell you guys!" Rose squealed in excitement, "But Pansy told me that she overheard Blaise talking about how attractive he thought Hermione Granger was!" She scrunched up her nose in disgust, "Isn't that gross?"
Goyle shrugged his shoulders, "Oh come on, I'd never touch the mud blood with a ten-foot pole, but she is a fox. Very easy on the eyes."
Crabbe piped in excitedly, "Oh yeah. I would love to give that Gryffindor a ride."
Draco rolled his eyes, "That's very charming, Crabbe. Maybe you should tell her that and she will give you a chance."
Rose's eyebrows were sky high, "You guys are disgusting for thinking she's hot."
"Oh man, you know who is actually a babe?" Goyle started, "That dame, Ginny Weasley."
Crabbe instantly looked like a drooling dog practically hopping in his seat, "Ohhh man, that girl's ass is out of this world!"
Draco felt his chest constrict. He did not want to hear Ginny get talked about in such a derogatory way but he couldn't do anything about it. He subtly clenched his fists behind his back and tried to ignore the conversation.
"EW!" Rose shrieked, taking a huge gulp of her drink, "That girl is even worse than Granger. She looks like a scrawny little rat most of the time."
"Rose, you're just jealous!" Goyle argued, "That girl is arguably one of the hottest girls in the school. I don't even care that she's a whiny Gryffindor, oh the things I would love to do to her…"
"Seriously, that Potter is a lucky guy to be able to get her in bed." Crabbe said, "God, I love women with red hair…"
Draco's heart was racing. He silently prayed for this conversation to end. He couldn't handle another minute of hearing his friends either talking about much the wanted to screw Ginny or how disgusting Rose thought she was…and he especially didn't want to imagine Harry having sex with her…
"Draco, you've been quiet on this topic…" Rose cooed in his ear, "You can't possibly think the Weasley girl is pretty, do you?"
"Oh come off it, Rose!" Crabbe exclaimed, "That's manipulation! Draco, you're a man with blood pulsing through his veins. You can't deny that Weasley is a babe."
All eyes were fixed on Draco who found himself momentarily speechless. He shifted around and swallowed hard before muttering, "Umm…well, I mean, she isn't ugly that's for sure."
Rose swatted Draco's shoulder, "Come on, Draco, look at her awful clothes, you can't possibly think she's anything more than drab." She said this in a baby-like voice that sounded like nails on a chalk board in Draco's ears. He became very irritated with her trying to drag this information out of him, when she probably was just jealous of Ginny's looks. And he didn't want to feed into her malicious insecurities any more than he already has.
"You know what?" Draco clapped his hands together and leaned closer, looking Rose in the eye, "Ginny Weasley could be wearing a fucking garbage bag and she would still be the sexiest girl in the school. Now, can we please talk about something else?"
Rose gasped and slapped Draco hard in the face, as Crabbe and Goyle cheered and high fived.
"You guys are fucking pigs," Rose stood up ready to storm out, "I'm going to bed. Draco, I'll talk to you tomorrow." She snarled at him before leaving the room of requirements.
"Dear Lord, I hope you don't" Draco muttered under his breath and took a gulp of his Firewhiskey. Crabbe and Goyle snickered at Draco's comment.
"I guess it's just us men now!" Crabbe announced, "Cheers! To some much-needed guy time and to the beautiful women of Hogwarts!"
The three boys cheered each other's drinks and proceeded to drink late into the night.
The next few days dragged by slowly. Draco hadn't seen Ginny once since he gave her that gift and a part of him was relieved. Their relationship was getting too weird for Draco's liking. He found himself day dreaming about her, searching for her red head in the great hall, and frequently wishing he could spend a night with her instead of Rose for a change. But, he also resolved that the best thing that could happen would be to never see her again. He figured that if he could go a few weeks without seeing her face he would be able to forget that their weird "friendship" ever existed and he could go back to normal.
Of course, that would be too easy. He strolled along the lakeside and as if on cue he saw Hermione, Ron, Harry and Ginny lying in the grass watching the sunset. The four of them were laughing merrily, it appeared that Ginny's earlier anger towards them had disappeared. Draco couldn't help but stop and stare from afar as he watched Ginny innocently straddle Harry, it appeared she was trying to wrestle something out of his hand. However, all Draco could notice was her beautiful long red hair trail down her exposed ivory shoulders and her thin white tank top made her breasts looks amazing. He remembered the derogatory conversation about Ginny with Crabbe and Goyle and his brain instantly perverted the scene in front of him to distort everything, making it more sexual than innocent. He imagined Ginny straddling Harry, moaning in pleasure, and Harry looking back at Draco giving him a playful wink and saying, "Jealous, Malfoy?".
Draco snapped himself out of his perverted nightmare and thanked Merlin that none of them had noticed Draco gawking at them. He stormed away furiously. Jealousy rippled through his body like a hurricane and he wanted to explode. He hated Potter. How could someone so daft be with the most beautiful girl in the school? No. This ran far deeper than Ginny's appearance. How could someone who treated her with such a miniscule amount of respect, still get the luxury of being the most hilarious, interesting, and overall amazing girl in the school? He felt like he could punch a wall as he repeated, "He doesn't deserve her." In his head.
But then his anger turned over to Ginny. How could she let herself get treated so poorly by Harry? How could she let him repeatedly make her cry, lie to her, and then cry on Draco's shoulders only to return right back to Harry? Draco felt a sting in his heart that was foreign to him…Why had he spent so much time daydreaming about Ginny? She will never care about you, Draco thought to himself, You're not nearly enough of a hero for her. Don't waste your time, she's not funny, she's not interesting, and she's not amazing. She's just like every other girl in this school. Nothing special.
Draco repeated this mantra in his head over the next day and firmly decided that their friendship was dead. He knew it was harsh but he couldn't have her be a distraction anymore. He needed to focus on Rose and his studies. There was no way she cared about him. There was no way he plagued her mind the way she plagued his. All she cared about was Potter, and her stupid friends who didn't care about her opinion in the world, and as far as Draco was concerned he would never waste another breath on Ginny Weasley.
He woke up the next morning feeling fresh and optimistic, like a new man. He dressed himself in his finest dress shirt and black slacks, and tied his tie loosely around his neck. He tousled his hair a little bit and smirked in the mirror. He knew he looked good.
On his way to the great hall he met up with Rose and gave her a passionate kiss. He made up for his comment claiming Ginny was the sexiest girl in the school several times last night by treating Rose like a goddess in the bedroom. He vowed to focus all his sexual energy on her from now on, rather than keeping it cooped up in his head. He sauntered down to the great hall with Crabbe and Goyle by his side, and the three of them mocked all the students the entire way down. He was embracing his inner-asshole, and for the first time in weeks, he felt like himself again. Draco Malfoy was back.
But just like before, nothing is ever that easy.
Just as Crabbe and Goyle left Draco to go to their classes, Ginny turned around the corner. His heart fell into his stomach as her face instantly brightened upon seeing Draco. But he calmly repeated his mantra in his head: She isn't funny, she isn't interesting, she isn't special, and most importantly she doesn't care about you.
"Hey!" She walked towards him smiling, "I haven't seen you all week!"
Draco sped up his walk, not heading in any particular direction, and grunted a quick, "Hello."
Ginny matched his pace, "So, how have you been?"
"Fine."
"I see," Draco could tell Ginny was feeling awkward, "The weather sure is beautiful, isn't it?"
"Mhm."
Finally Ginny stopped in her tracks, "Have I done something to piss you off?"
Draco walked a few steps ahead of her before slowly stopping, "What would you have possibly done to piss me off, Weasley?" He drawled with venom dripping from his words.
"Well, I'm not too sure…You seem angry, though…" She stared down at her feet. Draco could tell he was making her upset, but he pushed away his knee jerk reaction to apologize and comfort her. That's what Potter was for.
"Weasley, you seem to be mistaken," He slowly stepped closer to her, finally reaching her and looked down at her. He could tell she was intimidated by his closeness and he mustered up the coldest tone of voice he could and said, "For me to be angry at you, that would require me to care about you, and I would never care about a stupid Weasley."
Ginny's eyes instantly filled with tears but she was visibly holding them back, "But…but I thought we were becoming…I don't know…"
"Thought we were becoming what? Friends!?" Draco mocked her, and he saw her wince, "Oh, poor, oblivious Ginevra. We have never been and never will be friends. Why would I ever waste my time on a pathetic blood traitor like you?"
Ginny's tears started falling from her eyes, "You're such a fucking asshole." She hissed. Draco simply shrugged.
"I don't know how you ever got the impression that I was anything other than an asshole." Draco scoffed, "Stupid, naïve, Gryffindors."
He strutted away leaving a crying, and heartbroken Ginny. His heart ached with guilt for hurting her. But he had to. She didn't care about him anyways. She was simply inconveniencing his life. He had to be selfish and cut off this relationship before it became even more confusing.
Ginny ran strait towards her dormitory, thankful she didn't run into any of her friends so she wouldn't have to explain her tears. Upon arriving she placed the silencing charm around her bed again and proceeded to sob. How could she have been so stupid!? How could she have admitted that she had feelings for such a heartless scumbag!? Had she imagined the entire friendship? Had she misinterpreted his friendly signals, and he was just playing her the entire time as some form of sick amusement? He's probably been laughing with his Slytherin gang about how stupid I am for confiding in him, she told herself, everyone probably knows about my issues with Harry.
She pulled out her guitar souvenir Draco had bought for her and clutched it close to her heart and wept. She knew it was wrong to have fallen for him in the first place, but she didn't think she would ever hurt this badly. She figured the crush would just slowly trickle away into nothing, she didn't think she could feel heartbroken without anything even happening. Besides, she had Harry! She doesn't need Draco. Draco doesn't care about her. Draco is nothing to her and she is nothing to Draco. She closed her eyes and quickly convinced herself to skip classes for the day, and fell into a restless sleep.
Draco felt awful.
He really thought that being a jerk to Ginny would feel good. He thought that maybe it would give him a sense of control over the situation. He thought that it would remind him of his former self and any feelings towards Ginny would evaporate. But no…instead he just felt empty with nothing but guilt inside of him. When had he become such a sap? He knew the war had changed him, but nothing prepared him to feel like this. He longed for the cockiness he felt this morning when he had temporarily convinced himself that he could go back to his old self. But no…something about Ginny had shook him deeper than he had expected.
He lied in bed as soon as classes were finished. He skipped lunch and supper and his stomach was angry at him for this. After a long argument between his hungry stomach and his depressed brain, his stomach finally won, and he decided to head downstairs to the kitchens. He made sure to thank the house elves for preparing him a late-night meal, but otherwise ate in silence. One of the elves asked him if he was okay, and Draco just nodded glumly. He remembered that he had potions homework to do and decided to take advantage of this as a welcomed distraction. He looked at his watch and noted that the library was still open for another 45 minutes. He knew he would need to do some research for his homework so he quickly sped towards it.
The library was completely empty which was a relief. He strolled down the aisles of books absentmindedly. His mind was still not as focussed on homework as he had hoped but he was thankful for the change in scenery. He picked out a book and began reading it, and despite how dull the topic was, he managed to focus on it intently. He was so focussed he didn't even hear the footsteps behind him until he heard a quiet squeal from a girl. His eyes darted up to see a wide eyed Ginny in front of him. Before he could speak she quickly stormed away from him. Draco bolted towards her.
"Hey! Wait!" But she didn't stop, "What are you doing here?"
"Well, Malfoy, thanks to our pleasant conversation we had this morning I wasn't really in the right mindset to go to class, so I was planning on catching up on school," She explained without slowing down, "But you're the last person in the world I want to see right now, so if you don't mind, I'm leaving."
"No, no, please slow down. Can we talk?"
She stopped in her tracks and quickly pivoted towards him, "No, we cannot talk. I think you've done enough talking today, thanks. I can only handle so many insults in a day."
Draco sighed, "I'm sorry, I feel awful. Please, can we talk?"
Ginny looked at the ground, he could tell she was angry. "Fine. But just for a minute."
Draco led her to a dark corner of the library that no one ever explored. She sat on the table and he stood a metre away from her. He tried so hard to not glance at her exposed thighs as her skirt rode up and he cursed himself for allowing sexual thoughts into his brain again.
"So what do you need to say?" Ginny asked, glaring at him.
"I guess just that I'm sorry…"
"Wow, that's it?" Ginny asked sarcastically, getting visibly angrier. "This is ridiculous, Malfoy. You can't treat people like this. I don't know why you were being so nice to me in the first place! Why couldn't you have just ignored me and made fun of me like you used to? Instead of toying with my fucking brain for months, making me believe we had some sort of friendship going on." She continued to rant and Draco just listened, "Like, I can only imagine you were simply using me as some sort of sick joke, then after spending time with me you would go hang out with your beautiful fiancée and you two would make fun of me for how pathetic I am. And to think- I was actually starting to CARE about you! Like, there was a fucking stupid part of me that was starting to think I actually LIKED you?" Ginny laughed at herself manically, "Isn't that a fucking joke!?"
Draco's heart was racing as he absorbed her words. She liked him? She cared for him? And he hurt her? He hated himself for the words he said to her earlier. He looked into her eyes and tried to find the right words, "Ginny, I'm…"
"No, you're sorry! I get it! Don't worry, I forgive you, your slate is clean. Now please just never talk to me again." Tears began to swell in her eyes again and Draco felt in awe of this girl's beauty. She really was the most beautiful girl in school. Even when she was furiously upset with him. His heart started to beat even faster and his brain started to shut down. All logic was quickly flying out the window as he felt his body magnetized towards her.
His feet carried him slowly towards her. The part of his brain screaming, " STOP" was becoming quieter as the part of the brain that was screaming at him to get closer got louder. Ginny looked at him confused and with a raised eyebrow as he got closer. Finally, he reached the edge of her knees, and he gently placed his hands on the table beside both sides of her waist, so that his face was only a few inches away from hers.
"Draco, what are you doing?" Ginny asked nervously. Both of their heart beats were so loud they could both hear one another's.
"I don't know." He said bluntly, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. As he let go of the strand of hair he traced her jawline, and he could feel Ginny shiver. It was now or never…
Draco gently pressed his lips on Ginny's, which were quickly welcoming. He was expecting her to slap him away, but instead she pulled him in deeper. He grasped the back of her hair with one hand and grasped the back of her waist with the other, pulling her as close as possible. When Ginny wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him even closer Draco felt like his head was going to explode with arousal. Suddenly Ginny pulled away.
"Draco, what the fuck?" She asked panting, her hair dishevelled and a bead of sweat dripping down her forehead. He had never seen a sexier image.
"I don't know." He repeated. He placed his forehead upon her forehead, panting just as hard as Ginny, "I really don't know what's wrong with me."
Draco was sure Ginny was going to run away from him, but instead she simply nodded, and wrapped her legs around his waist again and pulled his lips into hers again. She moaned as she pulled his groin into her own underwear, which was revealed from her skirt completely exposing her buttocks, which Draco was grasping firmly. He moved his lips from her mouth and traced his lips from her earlobe down to her chest. With one hand on her ass and the other quickly unbuttoning her blouse so he could kiss her breasts which were covered by a black lace bra, he was making Ginny groan. "Oh, Draco…" She moaned, quivering. She felt his throbbing erection press into her clitoris, and she couldn't help but grind into him. Draco thought he was going to explode as the sexual tension and arousal was swallowing him. He wanted to rip off her panties and fuck her like he had never fucked anyone before, but he quickly managed to pull himself off the sexiest women he had ever touched.
"We need to stop" He said, completely out of breath, and Ginny's eyes widened.
"WHAT? WHY?" She exclaimed.
"We are being rash." He exclaimed, "Trust me, this is the hardest thing I've ever had to do. But I think we need to really think about this before we go further. After all…"
"We are both in committed relationships…" Ginny finished his sentence, still huffing from her arousal but depression was setting in once the reality of the situation was hitting her, "Argh, you're right!" She said putting her back on the table and her face in her hands, "What the fuck are we doing?"
"Bloody hell, I don't know." He said, licking his lips as he checked out her heaving breasts and dishevelled skirt revealing her black lace thong which matched her bra, "I do know that I'm going to have to knock one out tonight on my own."
Ginny snorted, "Oh god, so am I at this rate!" This caused Draco to groan, "What!?" she asked.
"The last thing I need tonight is imagining Ginny Weasley touching herself thinking about me." This caused Ginny to cackle, "Seriously, I even told Crabbe and Goyle the other day. You are the sexiest woman in the school."
"Well thanks, Malfoy, you're not too bad yourself." Ginny gulped, "Draco, listen…I don't know what the fuck happened tonight…but I know for a fact once my erotic high wears off I'm going to a miserable pit of guilt and I may not be able to talk to you ever again…"
"Whyyyy did I stop myself then!?" Draco cried, which caused Ginny to giggle again.
"Because you're a gentleman. And absolutely correct. This is the worst thing I've ever done…and I'm glad you stopped me before it became even worse…"
"Do you think maybe we should meet up in a couple of days and hash out what happened?" Draco asked.
"Maybe…yeah. That's a good idea. I'll find you, okay?"
"Okay, deal." Draco nodded.
"I need to get to bed though…It's late. Umm…Have a good night and have fun jacking off, I guess?" Ginny said laughing and turned away from him.
"Yeah, thanks, have fun finishing yourself off to." He retorted back and watched her strut away. He couldn't help but check out her body one last time before she was out of distance.
Damn, Draco thought to himself, that was the hottest thing that has ever happened to me.
