Ginny whispered the password to the portrait hiding Draco's Head Boy rooms, knowing it by heart. When she entered, she was surprised to see it dark. It was only past nine and Malfoy was already asleep in his large, silk bed.
Slowly walking to the place where the warm lump that was Draco slept, she stood debating how to convince Draco that it was in his benefit to be in an actual relationship with her and only her.
He looked like such a different person when he slept, his face clear of any sign of sneering or smirking. Ginny bit her bottom lip and decided just to get it over with. She climbed onto the bed and straddled his waist.
That woke him up alright.
"Weasley?" He mumbled his eyes still blurry and disoriented from sleep, but his hands found their way unerringly to her hips.
"Hey Malfoy." Her voice a little huskier then she wanted, probably due to his large, talented hands currently caressing her thighs. He grinned.
"Nice surprise."
"I'm actually here for a reason." But he was no longer listening. He had sat up, letting the sinfully smooth silk sheets fall to his waist and reveal his bare chest as he kissed his way down her neck.
"Draco…" She moaned, her result wavering. Well, why not? Why not enjoy him when he was ready to go? But even as his hands hiked up her skirt, pinching and teasing, she knew she needed to tell him.
"Malfoy, we need to talk." She used her hands to push against his chest, but he just flipped them over so that he was cradled between her legs, and continued mumbling a 'Later.'
And then he was inside her. Ginny half-gasp, half-moaned in surprise and pleasure. When did he even manage to rid her of her knickers? There was not much to do at this point but brace her arms on his shoulders, hold on, and enjoy the ride.
Before long, she felt it coming. She thrust upwards the same time he pounded down and just a little more…
And then he snuck a hand down between their bodies, his digits delivering a few sharp rubs in time with his cock and it sent her flying over the edge. She raked her nails down his back and he growled her name as he came.
She waited for her breathing to settle some before trying to gather any courage she might posses before he fell asleep.
"Draco?" A grunt was her reply. He was already half-way there. She swallowed the lump in her throat. "I told Harry."
Those three words were all it took to get his attention. He went from practically comatose and snoring to completely alert and his intense gaze on hers.
"What did he say?" He demanded.
"He-he wanted to know how long this has gone on, and I told him the truth. The he asked me if I was sorry, and I told him that I was sorry that I—"
"Get out."
The words were soft but his voice demanded her compliance.
"Wait Draco, let me finish!"
"Why?" He bit out, pushing himself off of her. "So I can hear how you begged him to not leave you and promised you'd never do this again? So I can hear how you let him sleep with you as an apology? No, thanks. Now get out."
"Is that what you think of me?" She tried to ignore the way the words stung, and he ignored her, so she threw off the covers and began too search for her missing panties.
"So what was this Weasley? A good-bye fuck?"
"No Malfoy--!"
"I don't care. I mean, sure you were good for a shag now and then, but you were getting a little boring anyways. Good luck finding someone else who can make you cum, though."
Her face snapped to where he was regarding her coldly with impassive eyes. Finally, furious and hurt she stomped from the room, completely abandoning her search, trying to get away as fast as possible.
"Thanks for the nice good-bye party, Weaslette!" he called after her, and she hear the sneer in his voice as the angry tears swelling in her eyes spilled over.
She could only be grateful that he couldn't see her face as she walked away, so he'd never see her cry over him.
A/N: Sorry guys, I'm going to drag this on for another two chapters! Just because I'm into cruel and unusual punishment! Mwhahah!! Okay, sorry. So what did you think?
