Chapter 7
A Very Hot Ginny Weasley
Ginny wasn't a breakfast the next morning. Draco had watched the door through out his whole meal hoping she would show up but she never did. He figured she was running late because she did this every once in a while. Blaise soon was agreeing with him that something was wrong when she didn't show up for Potions. After he put them to work, Snape sauntered over to where Draco and Blaise where sitting. Blaise uninterestedly sat there with his head in his hands watching Draco do the potion. He was sure they were both going to fail it because neither was into it at all. Blaise was worried about Draco, who was worried about Ginny who wasn't in class. Blaise though, knew exactly where Ginevra was. She was hiding out in her room still. He was betting she'd tried and stayed there the whole week if he didn't go up there and drag her out. He was ready to do that but it seemed every one of his teachers caught him before he could sneak up there. Draco on the other hand snuck away skillfully. Blaise was very much aware that it was because he couldn't sneak if his life depended on it.
Draco said the password to the portrait and made his way to Ginny's room. He knocked softly to see if she would open up or at least tell him to come in. She didn't. The door was unlocked though. Draco slowly pushed the door open and had to squint to see threw the dark. He closed the door and let his eyes adjust to the darkness before he went about looking for Ginny. He found her buried under her sheets but by her breathing he knew she was wide awake.
"Gi…"
"Go away, Blaise," Ginny cut in. She thought he was Blaise and she had every reason to because Blaise should be up her dealing with her girly emotions not him. Draco was horrible with emotions lately. Ginny so much smiled at him and his emotions went out the window. He thought for a second about lying and pretending to be Blaise to see what he could get out of her but decided against it.
"It's me…Draco," he whispered as if, if he talked any louder he might break something. Ginny's head came poking from out under the covers and she peered out at him.
"Where's Blaise," she asked. Draco smirked.
"Because of his horrible Slytherin sneaking skills, he couldn't get out of any of his classes," Draco replied. He laughed softly to himself at thought of how many times that day alone Blaise was caught. "I on the other hand have the most excellent sneaking skills," Ginny just continued to peer at him not giving off any signs that she heard him. Draco felt as if he was being scrutinized and squirmed where he stood. "Why are you looking at me like that," he asked.
"No reason," Ginny replied but continued to stare nonetheless. There was of course a reason Ginny was staring. She wasn't going to admit anything to Draco though. The fact she would soon find out that today marked the first day of the month, was also a factor in the way she was staring at Draco. And according to every book on Siren today is the day a Siren goes into a sort of mind set that is said to be similar to a woman's period but the difference being it's the time they look for their mate. Ginny was trying perfectly hard to lay right there in here bed and not throw herself at Draco's mercy. She was pretty sure he didn't want her anyways after what happened the last time she kissed him.
"Ginevra," Draco asked worried sitting on the edge of her bed and feeling her head. "Are you okay," Ginny didn't answer because she was enjoying having Draco's hand on her forehead. She literally felt like her whole body was on fire and that simple act was cooling her, even if it was just that one spot. Draco was too concerned for her welfare to notice she was even leaning into the touch. He did notice though when he moved his hand and Ginny's head snap up as if she was in a trance. Draco simply twisted his face up in confusion as to why she was burning up. "You burning up Ginny," he said.
"Yeah I know," Ginny replied as if Draco had just told her it was raining out. She reached over and grabbed his hand placing it back on her forehead and Draco looked at her strangely.
"Ginny…what' the…?
"I'm so hot Draco," She whined. "I don't know why," she grabbed Draco forcing him down on the bed next to her. "But when I touch you," connecting as much skin to Draco as she could, Ginny cuddled with the boy. "I feel less hot," Draco laid there under the girl wondering a million things. One being what someone would think if they walked in. Another thought stemmed around the idea that he was a prefect and could get into quite a lot of trouble. The most dominant thought though, which I'm sure you're aware of was of how very much Draco hoped she didn't move. He liked this more than he was sure he ought to and the fact that she was moving around trying to touch more of him and making those delicious sound of content where driving Draco crazy but he couldn't move. Draco's Veela blood, his instinct, desire, and his complete respect for Ginny's person might possibly the only things keeping him rooted to the bed. When Ginny someone how found herself on top of Draco and there was a sound like someone knocking on Ginny's bedroom door, Draco felt horrible when he threw Ginny off. He scrambled out of the bed and towards the door he never knew he locked. Blaise was standing there looking like he'd just seen a ghost…which didn't really work because he saw ghost everyday but you get the point. Draco was assuming he had successfully for the first time snuck past a teacher. Draco felt proud of him. He was this worried about Ginny he finally found his inner Slytherin.
He pushed past Draco gently to get to Ginny who was now lying curled up in a ball. Her head shot up when she saw Blaise because she thought he was Draco. He did the same as Draco wondering if she was okay but he didn't leave the same feeling as Draco had. When Draco touched her, Ginny's stomach twisted, her inside flipped upside down, her ears popped and her temper flared. The last one wasn't so much anymore because she'd accepted the fact that she liked Draco very much. She'd gotten over the fact that he was a jerk a lot of them time. She was past his uncompassionate nature he showed most of the time. She was even far past his ability to see the worst in everything and everyone. Because Ginny had seem him for who he was really was too many times. She saw Draco being kinda, compassionate, caring, and sweet. It wasn't always towards her but it was still all anyone needed to see. Sure the entire student body of Hogwarts had never seen this side of Draco because he was never like it outside of the common room but it was what drew Ginny to her long time friend. And yes he was a friend. Sure Blaise was her best friend and at times she fancied herself with him but so was Draco. He was as much a friend to her as Blaise.
So Ginny didn't want Blaise's touch. It repulsed her. Half of her would feel bad for what she was going to do next but the other half cared less. Ginny slapped Blaise's hands away and snarled don't touch me. Blaise jumped away from her and rounded on Draco.
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH HER," he yelled. Draco was scared. He was so scared he might have wet himself if he hadn't thought he'd ruin his pants. Blaise didn't yell. He got mad. He snarled, glared, ranted and whined but never yelled.
"I don't know," Draco replied throwing his hands in the air and taking a step back. "I just came in and she was like that but when I touched her she…she…"
"She what, Draco," Blaise asked calmer now.
"I don't know!" Draco exclaimed. "She went crazy and climbed on top of me. She said she was hot and touching me made her less hot," Blaise looked at him in miss belief. "She did," he growled. "She grabbed me and pulled me down and climbed on top of me,"
"Next you'll be telling me she tried to do naughty things to you," Blaise glared.
"Well…,"
"Not the time for jokes Draco," Blaise cut in. "We need to get Ginny to the Hospital Wing but I can't touch her so,"
"No!" Draco replied. "She'll tackle me or something..."
"Do tell me you're not afraid of a cute little Gryffindor," Blaise smirked.
"You know full well that she is no cute little Gryffindor," Draco glared at him in annoyance. "Ginny is all Slytherin and you know it,"
"I'm sure the big bad Draco can manage to carry her because he so strong," Blaise taunted in a babyish voice. Draco sighed and walked to Ginny's bed. She looked up at him a smiled.
"I missed all my classes today," she said quite happy. "I couldn't get out of bed, isn't that funny,"
"Hilarious," Draco replied. He reached over and picked her up, Ginny instantly clung to him and the strangest thing happen. Ginny wrapped her arms around Draco's neck as the wind around them began to pick up. It swirled in a circle around the two teenagers picking up speed as it went. Blaise held on to the post of Ginny's bed so not get swept away. Ginny wasn't too observant of the wind but Draco was. It wasn't ordinary wind. It was mixed with an old Siren song that Siren use to sing to sink pirate ships. The color wasn't ordinary either but the same as the whitish blond of Draco's hair. And it spun and sang and whipped and chanted and Draco pulled Ginny to him. She mumbled his name and told him to make the hot go away. The wind slowly calmed down and Draco cuddled Ginny to him. As the last of the wind die out Draco promise Ginny everything would work out fine.
Madam Pomfrey wasn't very surprised when they showed up in her part of the castle. In fact she had a bed already laid out for her. She motioned for Draco to lay her down on the bed in the corner and then stand off to the side. She expected Ginny to be unwilling to let go but that's far from what happen. Ginny wasn't unwilling she was down right against it. Either Draco laid down with her or she'd scream but the scream came out more of a song and when Blaise started to make his way over to the window in an attempt to kill himself as Ginny's song was directing, Madam Pomfrey gave in. She let Draco sit on the bed as she ministered a potion to Ginny to make her sleep but it didn't work. Her body rejected the potion and she didn't feel anywhere near sleepy. After three tries, she called in Dumbledore. He was quite happy to come take a look and greeted Blaise with a smile. The boy glared at him.
"What seems to be the problem them, Poppy," Dumbledore asked. He raised a brow at the annoyed face on Blaise, the glare on Ginny's and the weary look on Draco's.
"For some reason Mrs. Weasley body is rejecting the sleeping draught," Madam Pomfrey informed him. "I've given it to her three times and nothing,"
"I'll be quite mad when she falls asleep and doesn't wake up," Blaise informed the nurse and headmaster. "Common sense would say…,"
"Now Mr. Zambini, I'm sure Poppy knows what she's doing," Dumbledore smiled. "But you see a regular sleeping draught isn't going to work here,"
"And why not," came the voices of Madam Pomfrey and Blaise. Dumbledore looked to Draco for the answer.
"She's in a double heat," Draco softly whispered. He stared at Ginny who was rubbing her cheek against his arm. He felt stupid for not knowing. He had only the other day read up more on Siren and should've recognized this. He figured it was something viral not her mating cycle.
"What in Merlin's name is 'she's in heat' supposed to mean," Blaise growled. "She's not a bloody temperature,"
"Blaise," Draco glowered at his best friend. "Remember that whole week were I had to be isolated to my room the whole time. The one day I wasn't every girl in Slytherin had a more than uncommon urge to jump into bed with me. That is heat. Well, the Veela version anyways. A Siren's heat isn't nearly as bad but Ginny's is mixed with both. Veela and Siren which still isn't as bad as a full Veela in heat but bad enough," Blaise looked pensive for a bit and snicker at the old memory than got a horrified look on his face and turned to Dumbledore.
"Yes Mr. Zambini she will be confined to her room as well," he smiled. Blaise shut his mouth like a fish than it flew back open. "And of course you all can still visit her, Draco especially," Blaise glared.
"I really do wish you would stop that," he snarled. "The omnipotent bit is getting a tad annoying," Dumbledore seemed to smile wider at the statement.
"Well I do apologize my dear boy but isn't really my fault that your easy to read," and with that he was gone. Blaise glared at his retreated form.
"For a guy who never glares your doing quite a lot of it today," Draco smirked amused
"Shut your mouth," Blaise glared.
They brought Ginny back to her room after Madam Pomfrey mixed up a new sleeping draught. She warned them only to administer it if she got too much to handle as it would knock her out for up to six hours. Draco remembered waking up from those knocks outs. You didn't remember anything. They found Pansy, Zach, Colin and Luna all waiting for them in their usual spots. Pansy was going crazy with worry and slapped them both upside their heads. Draco carried Ginny to bed while Blaise explained the situation.
"I wonder if you're even aware how worried I was," Pansy exclaimed when he was finished. "I don't ever want to come down here and not know where you guys are,"
"It was spur of the moment Pans, we didn't have time to stop and tell anyone," Blaise apologized. "I thought Ginny was going to die she was so…"
"NO!" came a scream from the other room cutting Blaise off. Every eye turned to the door and in one fluid motion ran towards. Everyone couldn't fit in of course so they ended up in a great mess of people on the floor. Blaise though was left standing and was in the mist of laughing his butt off at the expression on Draco's face. It was a mixture between his Veela desires and his duties as a gentleman.
"It isn't funny you git," Draco screamed at Blaise who was still howling with laugher. "Shut up would you," He was quite mad with Blaise for catching him off guard and reading his mind.
"What's so funny," Colin asked. Luna shrugged and helped Pansy and Zach up.
"I think Ginny asked Draco something inappropriate," she added.
"I think he liked it though," Pansy smirked.
"I think your right," Zach snickered.
"What!" Colin said confused. "Liked what, take advantage how," he asked. Everyone looked to Draco.
"No!" Draco said once more but before he could tell Blaise to shut up he spoke.
"Ginny requested that Draco removed his clothes so she could touch him because she's hot," Blaise said between gasp for breath. "You can guess he said no,"
"And you bloody git you, read my mind when I wasn't paying attention," he tried to pull his arm from Ginny's grasp but it only succeed in her pulling him into the bed with her. "Ginevra he growled. I know you haven't the slightest clue what you're doing but please," he begged.
"Why," Ginny said softly snuggling to Draco. "I'm not doing anything wrong," she added. "I'm just so hot and you make me feel so good," she tore his shirt in half before he could protest and laid her head against it. Every eye in the room was on the two. Draco looked to them for help but no one moved. Blaise came to his sense though and shoed everyone out of the room. Ginny had fallen asleep much to their surprise but the hold she had on Draco was fierce.
"Draco, I'm sorry but it looks like you might have to sleep there," Blaise said in apologetic tone. Draco sighed in defeat. He didn't know how he'd get through the night if something unexpected happened. This was just too much for him to handle right now. He didn't have to admit to anyone that he quite like laying in bed with Ginny. It made him feel whole, complete, at ease with the world but it felt so wrong in so many ways. He couldn't shake the thought that if it had been Blaise who had gotten to Ginny first it would be him lying here. It could've been a complete accident that he was here and Ginny meant nothing by it. "Draco," came the voice of Blaise again. Draco looked up at him. "Would it help if I slept here too, you know on the couch," he offered. Draco nodded that it would so Blaise made him self comfortable on the couch. He was aware he didn't have to go to sleep just yet seeing as it was probably just barely after dinner. A mountain of homework awaited him on the table next him. He even had promises that he'd made or pre-engagements to attend to.
None of this was what bothered him right now. His two best friends where in bed together in the next room, one asleep and the other trying to keep his Veela lure intake. Blaise felt helpless. Draco and Ginny did so much for him. They were always there when his father became unbearable. Draco kept him sane in his time of insanity and Ginny kept him good in his times of weakness. If not for them he'd be an insane malicious evil lunatic by now, much like Voldermort. He knew he just knew that Ginny and Draco were meant for each other. They just had too much pride most of the time to admit this to each other. One more than the other but in this insistence it wasn't Draco for once.
This would keep on forever if when Ginny was out of heat she didn't tell Draco. He knew this much that if Ginny still had feelings for Draco when it was very much obvious that her Siren and Veela blood have come into full power, he must be her mate. Blaise didn't know how to prove this to them though. At least he had Draco's help in a way because the boy did say he wouldn't give up just yet. He just needed to work on Ginny and get her to see the light. She was very good at denying what was staring her in the face. She did for three years now with the whole Harry fiasco and what not. Her attraction for Draco was there staring her in the face and she walked past to Harry because of some childish infatuation she had with him. Blaise let it happen once but he wouldn't sit there and let it happen again. He'd get those two to see the light if it killed him.
Over in the Gryffindor common room, three Gryffindor sat conversing about the latest news at Hogwarts. The Golden trio had of late been thinking of ways to get Ginny away from the Slytherins. Ron always knew his little sitter couldn't take of herself.
"I couldn't careless really," Hermione was saying. "I hate to say but your sister is a bit of a brat now-a-days," she huffed flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Not to mention a bit of a whore. Did you hear about what happen in the Astronomy class a few weeks back? She had all those boys after her,"
"Yeah I heard," Ron growled. "I've beat up enough boys who called her easy," he added. "Though I don't know why, I haven't heard one single thanks from her. All she wants to do is go gallivanting around the school with those pieces of scum she calls friends,"
"Malfoy's been avoiding her lately though," Harry spoke up. Hermione and Ron looked to him for an explanation. "He's been sitting between Parkinson and Zambini lately and Care Of Magical Creatures he sat with Pansy as to next to Ginny. I think something's up there,"
"I don't really care why their not talking right now," Ron replied leaning back in the arm chair and staring at the fire. "She needs to be away from them and now before they brainwash her further,"
"You know maybe she's not being brainwashed," came a voice. "Maybe she's got genuine friends among the Slytherins. Maybe you have no idea what's going on with your sister at all and should keep your nose out of it,"
"Creevy," Ron sneered. "I don't believe I asked for your opinion,"
"Too bad," Colin replied walking to stand in front of the teenagers in front of the fire. "You claim Ginny's been brainwashed when maybe it's you who's been brainwashed,"
"What!" Ron exclaimed looking at the boy as if he had two heads.
"I think you've got your logic at bit wrong Colin," Hermione glared.
"No, I think you all do because you've been brainwashed to think everyone in Slytherin is bad when really in this war you'll find you'll have enemies in the most least of likely places," Colin said bravely. "And enemies in the unexpected," Harry snickered.
"What are you Professor Trelawney now?" Harry scoffed. "Try to tell our futures aye,"
"Trying to keep you from doing something stupid and getting your selves hurt," Colin replied and turned to leave. He reached the stairs when Ron called something out.
"No one asked for you help, Creevy," he said. Colin sighed.
"Don't say I didn't warn you," he climbed the stairs to his dorm.
A/N: So this chapter took me to all most the very end to name. Usually I get the title halfway through. I think there was a lot of information in this chapter and it foreshadow so much it's not even funny. I wonder what of Draco and Ginny's night. How do you suspect that will go. I don't really know just yet, I haven't gotten around to thinking it up. This story sort of writes it self. Until next time.
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