I Want You Back
By: babykelyse
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing save for the plot, Tiliana, and the computer I'm typing this on which my mother owns technically…ha. Credit goes to Blah-the-sixth for his character, Brian. Don't sue!
Nine
Ginny felt like a horde of snitches were fluttering madly in her stomach as she and Draco made their way towards the Great Hall. They had mutually decided to make their debut as a couple the day after they had talked about the letter from Draco's father. Now that the day had come, Ginny's bravado seemed to wither and die before her very eyes. She could feel her heart fluttering in her chest, and she was very aware that her hands were clammy despite being clasped in the warm hands of her boyfriend. She felt a reassuring squeeze from Draco and she smiled at him, though her nerves were still somewhat frazzled.
"Everything is going to be okay, Gin." Draco reassured, glancing down at the red-headed girl.
"I know, Dray. Really I do. I just can't help being nervous though." Ginny replied, looking away. "The people most important to me know about us already and I wasn't nearly half as nervous about telling them as I am now."
Draco chuckled before replying. "I think it's because deep down you knew that they would support you, no matter what. Now we're dealing with an entirely different crowd that neither of us is sure about."
"This doesn't even make any sense!" Ginny hugged indignantly. "I shouldn't care what the other Houses think about our relationship, but here I am cowering like a first year." She finished, disgusted.
"So let's go in there and show them that their opinion doesn't matter." Draco stated, smiling down at Ginny.
Ginny beamed at him in response, aware of how easily Draco handled their situation.
"I was being a bit melodramatic, wasn't I?"
"Only a bit, love."
Ginny rolled her eyes at the sarcastic response before tugging Draco forward. Briefly, she took in a deep breath before pushing the doors open to the Great Hall, her hand clasped securely in Draco's. The entire room went deathly silent as the couple made their way towards the Slytherin table. While every emotion could be seen clearly on Ginny's face, Draco's face wore a mask of indifference. His eyes, however, told a different story. Any student that was brave enough to meet the mercury orbs paled before quickly looking away. Ginny gripped Draco's hand tightly as they made their way slowly over to the Slytherin table while excited whispers burst out amongst the other House tables. Briefly, she risked a glance over to her own House table and was relieved to see the smiling faces of Hermione, Harry and Pansy and she laughed lightly at the slight green tint of Ron's face.
Some things will never change, she thought to herself amusedly.
Feeling her morale boost even more, Ginny decided to give her classmates a little show. Tugging on Draco's hand, she waited until he looked down at her curiously before capturing his lips in a sinfully sweet kiss. Ginny felt Draco smirk against her lips as he pulled her closer to him, and she melted into the embrace, forgetting about her surroundings completely. An irritated noise had the two lovebirds breaking out of their embrace sooner than either of them wanted, and Draco found himself glaring at the person who dared to interrupt him during his important and much needed snog time. Annoyed mercury orbs clashed with narrowed, beady black eyes and Draco barely managed not to sneer at his Head of House.
"For the sake of mine and dare I say the rest of the student body, your displays of 'affection'," Snape shuddered, "would be best kept to yourselves, do I make myself clear?"
Ginny and Draco mumbled their consent, waiting until Professor Snape was back at his seat before bursting out into boisterous laughter. The two sat down, ignoring the stares of the rest of their classmates as they tucked into breakfast.
"What a way to come out, mate." Blaise grinned, snagging a piece of toast from Draco's reach.
"A Malfoy always does any and everything better than others. It's in the Wizarding Law." Draco responded pompously, before breaking out in a grin. No matter how many times she saw it, it always amazed Ginny how relaxed Draco was around his Housemates. It was refreshing to see the real Draco and not the persona he put on for the rest of the world.
"Now that you've officially 'come out' as a couple, when are you going to tell your families?" Tiliana asked.
"At the end of the school year," Ginny answered. "Draco and I decided it'd be best to wait until he's graduated. Our families aren't exactly bosom buddies."
"How do you think your family will react, Ginny?" Brian asked. "Pansy told me they barely acknowledged her presence for nearly two months."
"It'll be…difficult," Ginny said "but once they see how happy Draco and I are they'll come around."
"What about the war?"
Both Ginny and Draco sucked their breaths in at Brian's question. Neither of them had discussed anything about the war and the roles they would play.
"Obviously that's something personal between the two lovebirds." Tiliana joked, successfully breaking the tense atmosphere. "Honestly Brian, you really do know how to make everything awkward."
Brian merely rolled his eyes at Tiliana, though Ginny caught the faint curve of his lips.
It seems like everyone will soon be paired up around here. Ginny thought to herself amusedly. At Draco's nudge, Ginny looked over to see him staring at her, a questioning look on his face. Ginny merely smiled at him brightly before continuing with her breakfast. She'd let Draco figure out on his own the new development with his friend.
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Hermione held back a laugh as Ron continued to rage around the Common Room like an oaf. The grand entrance of Ginny and Malfoy had stirred Hogwarts into a tizzy, Ron included. All throughout the day, Hermione had to hear about how 'inappropriate' Ginny was being by 'parading that great git of a ferret around on her arm'. Hermione had laughed then, earning herself a withering glare from Professor Snape as well as 30 house points, but now it was getting to be a bit redundant, at least to Hermione anyway.
"I can't believe she's embarrassing herself like this!" Ron exploded, pacing in front of the fire. "It's bad enough that she lets him maul her on a regular basis, but now everyone has to know? I can't take it!"
Hermione rolled her eyes, as she swept a piece of brown hair out of her face. "Honestly Ron, Ginny's a big girl now. She can take care of herself, and as much as this pains me to say, Malfoy can as well. I think it's about time they put their relationship out in the open. They're much happier being able to walk down the halls hand in hand, instead of sending each other secret, longing looks."
"But she's my sister, 'Mione!" Ron groaned. "She's not supposed to be giving anyone longing looks. She's only sixteen." Ron plopped down beside her, his face unhappy.
"In the old days, sixteen was the age of consent." Hermione mused, running her fingers through her agitated boyfriend's hair.
"You're not helping at all, 'Mione" Ron said, feeling a bit sick.
"It was just a random fact, Ron. I'm not saying Ginny is going to run off with Malfoy and elope. Ginny is practically an adult, Ron. Don't you think you should start treating her as such?"
"It's just so hard! It seems like just yesterday she was this annoying little gnat running after me and getting the both of us in trouble. And now…"
"Now she's a nearly grown witch, truly in love for the first time. Don't ruin it for her."
"I'm not." Ron said resignedly. "But I swear if that stupid ferret breaks her heart, I'll break him."
"See? That wasn't so hard was it?"
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"Your cousin has been acting very weird these days, Pans."
Pansy looked up from her Potions homework to see Tiliana staring at the wall, a frown on her face.
"What do you mean? He's not acting like the ass that he is?"
Tiliana snorted, turning back towards Pansy.
"That's still in place," Tiliana laughed. "He's just been acting…strange. Or maybe it's only around me."
"Hmm," Pansy answered noncommittally. "Now that I think about it, you two have been acting rather friendly lately. Something I need to know about?"
Tiliana blushed slightly, looking down at her Charms homework. "Maybe we flirted a little, but that was over a week ago! Since then he's been either really short with me, or ignoring me completely."
"He likes you." Pansy said, matter-of-fact.
"What?" Tiliana spluttered. "He's never even noticed me before all that much."
"Doesn't mean that he hasn't noticed you now," Pansy shrugged. "Brian isn't like any of the other blokes you known or dated. He's a complex person, but he has a good heart. I think the reason he's been acting weird lately is because he can't figure you out like he can most others."
"I'm not all that hard to figure out, Pans. Maybe I'm just annoying him or something."
"I highly doubt that. You're one of the few people that put a genuine smile on his face. I think that says a lot about his feelings towards you."
"You think he has feelings for me?" Tiliana asked, bewildered.
"I know he has feelings for you. Just give it some time. He'll come to you."
"If you say so, Pans." Tiliana murmured, her thoughts already racing.
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"You've been awfully quiet these last few days." Draco said, sitting next to Brian in the Slytherin common room.
"I've had a lot on my mind is all," Brian murmured, his eyes on the crackling fire.
"Would they happen to concern a certain 7th year witch perhaps?" Draco grinned as he watched Brian's face flush, a tell-tale giveaway.
"That could be the case." Brian answered cryptically. He looked over to Draco and grinned at the look on his friend's face. If looks could kill, Brian was sure he'd be ash by now.
"Those tactics may work on any and everybody else, but they most certainly won't work on me, Bri. We all know that you and Tiliana have been tiptoeing around each other this last week. What's going on?"
Brian sighed, knowing that he'd have to fess up sooner or later. He was glad it was with Draco, however, and not his cousin, who just so happened to be the best friend of his current dilemma.
"I like her." Brian stated simply.
Draco snorted and rolled his eyes. "That much is obvious. And she's liked you as long as I can remember. So what's the problem?"
"I don't know where to go to now." Brian said, exasperated. "I've never had feelings like this for anyone. I'm not quite the man-whore you and Blaise used to be, but I never lacked for female companionship. But these…feelings I have for Tiliana go well beyond the boundaries I usually set for any relationship I consider entering."
"The great Brian Stratham is actually asking for advice on something?" Draco exclaimed, his eyes full of mischief.
"Don't get too excited, Malfoy. This will never happen again." Brian smirked.
"Don't get your trousers in a twist, Bri. A little bit of teasing would do you some good. You're too uptight, even by a Slytherin's standards."
"And here I thought being uptight was a requirement for the mighty Slytherins." Brian said, cheekily.
"Very funny," Draco rolled his eyes. "Now back to the matter at hand. You need to get that stick out of your arse and tell Tiliana how you feel. School is over in two weeks, and with the war coming up…I wouldn't want to leave any loose strings lying around, so to speak."
"Is that why you and your little Gryff decided to showcase your love for one another to the entire school?" Brian asked, genuinely curious.
"That's a part of the reason, yes." Draco answered. "But we also did it for ourselves. We've been together for a while now, but the only people who knew about it were our closest friends, and even they had to find out by accident. Gin and I are in a delicate situation. Our families have been at war with each other for however long, and our relationship isn't particularly going to make our parents happy."
"So that's why everyone tensed up at breakfast when I asked about your positions in the war." Brian realized. "It's still a sore spot with the two of you, isn't it?"
"It'll always be a sore spot with us. But we'll work through it. However, this conversation isn't intended to be about me and my girlfriend, but rather you and your future lady-love."
Brian rolled his eyes. "With the way I've been acting, I wouldn't be surprised if Tiliana loathed me right about now. I'm not exactly the easiest bloke to get along with, Draco."
"You're an arse." Draco clarified. "You've been like that since I've known you, Bri. I'm sure that if it was something Tiliana didn't like, she wouldn't be half in bloody love with you."
"You think she's in love with me?"
"Don't get all sappy on me, mate. First you have to let the girl know you have feelings for her, then you two can short all that out yourselves. I'm simply here to show you how to go about doing it."
"Because you're such an expert at such things," Blaise drawled, walking into the Common Room.
Draco glared at his best friend as he gracefully sunk into one of the overstuffed green armchairs.
"I don't recall asking for your opinion, Blaise." Draco said acerbically.
"Of course you didn't." Blaise replied, bored. "But it doesn't change the fact that you had to come to me for advice about one lovely Ginevra Weasley."
Draco's cheeks flushed a deep red, while Brian looked on, amused.
"You should have come to me in the matters of relationships, Brian." Blaise brought the attention back to himself. "I'm glad I got here when I did, otherwise Draco here would have mucked up your non-existent relationship before it began."
"I would not!" Draco thundered out. "Just because I came to you one time for advice, you think you're the high and mighty Relationship God!"
"I know I am," Blaise smoothly replied. "And because I'm so good at this, I'm going to help you out personally, Brian. Draco, you can help if it'll make you feel better."
Brian laughed as Draco glowered at Blaise and he leaned forward, eager to absorb everything Blaise had to say.
"Now, first you have to get her alone…"
--
"Isn't it great that Draco and Ginny finally got their act together and decided to stop hiding their relationship?" Pansy asked, smiling at the frown that had settled on her boyfriend's face.
Currently, the two were studying for the upcoming N.E.W.T's; at least Harry was studying while Pansy watched him.
"Yeah, yeah it's great." Harry answered, distracted.
"It's a shame they waited so long to do it, but the fact that everyone knows about their relationship now counts for something, right?"
Harry's reply was simply a grunt, and Pansy pouted, wanting Harry's attention solely on her. Gracefully, she slid out of her chair opposite Harry and sauntered over towards him while he diligently worked away, oblivious to anything that didn't involve Potions. Pansy stood, watching as he wrote furiously on a piece of parchment, Potions no doubt, and smiled softly to herself. She loved him so much. Acting before she had anytime to think, Pansy pushed the entire pile of books, parchment, quills, and ink to the library floor, thankful that Madame Pince was actually away from her desk for once. She relished in Harry's astonished face before she quickly climbed on his lap, her lips inches from his.
Harry groaned as Pansy climbed atop him and any thought of studying and homework quickly fled from his mind. His hands, which had automatically attached themselves to Pansy's waist, tightened slightly when her soft lips came in contact with his. Harry groaned as Pansy made little withering motions with her sinful hips, arousing him beyond belief. He fought the urge to slam her on top of the table and take her then and there, mindful of her current condition. Harry would kill himself before he harmed their baby. However, she was making it so hard, literally and figuratively, to keep him from ridding her of the lace knickers he knew she was wearing and slide into her.
"Gods, Pans. What's gotten into you? Not that I'm complaining, of course."
"I don't know." Pansy managed to answer while simultaneously sucking on Harry's neck. "One minute I'm talking about Draco and Gin, and the next thing I know, I'm ready to throw you on the table and fuck you senseless."
There was no more talk after that. At Pansy's words, Harry felt a switch turn on in him and he knew that neither of them would be studying anytime soon. Grasping Pansy's hips firmly, but gently, he laid her back on the thankfully sturdy table and groaned aloud when her slender legs wrapped around his waist. By now, Pansy had nipped her way from Harry's lush mouth, to his delectable neck and she was currently unbuttoning his school shirt, eager to have his bronze skin on display for her eager eyes. Harry was at work himself, trying to be patient with the fancy shirt Pansy was wearing. Growling when the stupid thing wouldn't come off, Harry simply ripped the shirt down the middle, and Pansy gasped excitedly, having never seen this side of Harry before. He gasp turned into a sinful purr as Harry cupped her burgeoning breast, the pads of his thumbs rubbing her sensitive nipples.
Taking the same route as Harry, Pansy ripped his shirt off, attaching her mouth to a cinnamon covered nipple. Harry's answering moan had her smiling to herself and she laved and bit one before moving to the other. Pansy brought herself closer to Harry and ground against his lengthening erection, eager to have Harry inside of her.
"Pans," Harry moaned out. "Are you sure this is the best place to do this?"
"I don't care." Pansy felt like her entire body would explode if she didn't have Harry relieve this building tension. "I need you…now, Harry."
"Gods…fuck, Pans!"
Harry groaned against Pansy's neck as her small hands cupped his erection firmly. He hadn't even felt her undoing his trousers. He hissed against his clenched teeth as she proceeded to wank him off, slowly. Fumbling with the fasteners of the lacy bra she wore, Harry managed a sound of triumph as the offending garment came off and he brought one of her creamy, plump breasts to his mouth, gently biting down on the swollen, pink nipple.
"Ohh gods…Harry that's it," Pansy moaned out, her hands tightening on his erected member. Harry hummed and Pansy felt her core moisten even further, soaking her panties. Releasing her grip from Harry's leaking erection, Pansy dug her fingers in his finely sculpted arse pushing him closer to her core.
Harry released Pansy's nipple from his mouth, opting to trail wet kisses up her neck, before finally capturing her lips in a desperate kiss. The kiss wasn't anywhere near the gentle, loving caress the two lovers usually shared. This kiss was darker, more urgent as they both fought for dominance. Pansy finally granted Harry access and his tongue was quick to make its way back to familiar territory. Meanwhile, Harry's nimble fingers were making their way down Pansy's thighs before disappearing beneath the skirt she wore. Pansy screamed out in pleasure as Harry stroked her sopping core, before pushing a finger into her quickly. She grabbed a hold of his arm, noting the veins that popped up beneath the surface of his skin.
Harry added another finger, and Pansy cried out at the feeling. She gyrated against his moving hand, desperate to have him inside her already.
"Fuck, Harry. I need you in me now! I don't want to wait anymore." Pansy managed to gasp out.
Pansy whined at the loss of Harry's fingers, but her breath quickened when he pulled her panties off, and lined himself at her tight heat.
"Look at me, Pans." Harry said roughly. "I want you to watch me while I fuck you senseless."
Pansy whimpered at Harry's dark tone, but she managed to drag her eyes up to his. A thrill ran through her body when her brown eyes met his. Sweat was rolling off his face in rivulets, but she only focused on the lust-darkened eyes even as he surged into her swiftly. She didn't dare close her eyes for one minute as Harry rammed into her. Their grunts and groans filled the library, and Pansy wondered for a brief minute if anyone else was in there, watching them. That thought quickly went out of her head as Harry hit a particular spot inside her, making her surge up against him and scream out in delight.
"You like that, do you?" Harry murmured, speeding up his pace. "You like it when I fuck you rough like this, Pans?"
"Yes! Gods yes, Harry." Pansy sobbed out, her eyes still on his. "I've dreamed of you fucking me like this forever."
Harry growled, tightening his hands on her waist as he practically slammed her body on his erection. He felt a familiar tingling sensation begin its way through his body as he thrust into the body beneath him.
"Fuck, Pans. I'm about to explode." He gasped out.
"Fill me, Harry. I want to watch you while you fill me up, baby."
Harry roared at Pansy's words as he exploded inside of her, his world turning white. Dimly, he heard her cry out and felt the moisture of her release coat him.
"Are we still alive?" Pansy croaked out a while later.
Harry laughed against her neck and absently kissed a small mole he'd found there earlier on in their relationship.
"I think so." He murmured, pulling himself away from her. Pansy lay back, her expression smug and satiated. Harry grinned down at her, realizing something.
"You planned this didn't you?"
"Maybe," Pansy grinned. "Although I was wondering if someone had come in here or not."
"Well they got a good show if they did." Harry said smugly, pulling Pansy up into a sitting position.
"They got a great show, love. That was…amazing, Harry. I don't think we've ever gotten that intense before."
"I don't know what got into me." Harry said, sheepishly. "But you're right. It was extremely amazing."
"We'll have to do the whole 'public sex' again." Pansy said slyly, running her hands up Harry's toned chest.
"I definitely agree." Harry grinned before capturing Pansy's lips in a searing kiss. The couple kissed lazily until they heard Madame Pince's voice accompanied by Professor McGonagall's. The two looked at each other in panic, finally breaking out of their fog to rush and clean up the evidence of their earlier activities. Pansy was thankful that her mother had taught her various charms and spells used to repair clothing as she quickly mended both her and Harry's shirts. Throwing the newly mended shirt to Harry, Pansy quickly shoved hers on, taking only a few seconds to close the clasps that had given Harry so much trouble earlier.
"As much as I love you, this is the last time I let you seduce me into library sex." Harry whispered, tucking his shirt into his pants.
Pansy laughed as she located her panties and quickly pulled them on. "You say that now, but I happen to know for a fact that you enjoyed it." Pansy stuck her tongue out.
Harry shot her a brief grin as he gathered up his books and other items. "Of course I enjoyed it, Pans. But I'm probably still in trouble for hexing all those first years, so I'd really like to stay under the radar until graduation."
"When have you ever managed to stay under the radar, Harry?" Pansy laughed, helping Harry gather the rest of the parchment, quills, and ink.
"When I do, I'll let you know." Harry winked, brushing a brief kiss against Pansy's smiling lips.
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A/N: -Clears throat- Anybody still with me? Lol I'm so sorry it's been a month since I've updated. School has taken priority over everything else at this moment since I graduate in May. But I haven't forgotten this story, and I do plan on finishing it. I'd never leave you guys hanging like that. So um…the last scene of this chapter came out of pretty much nowhere, but a little smut here and there is always enjoyable, right? And who better to write smut about than our favorite couple Harry and Pansy?? :) So I hope it was enjoyable and got your blood stirring…I had to stop several times to cool off while I was writing it lol. Anyhow, some important news: I'm closing the poll Saturday September 20th. Which means if you haven't gotten your vote in, do it before Saturday! I'll announce the winner on my next update and I'll also have a new poll up probably on Saturday or Sunday concerning future works after this story is done. Ummm…I think that's pretty much it. Forgive any grammar/spelling mistakes. I usually catch them as I go, but some still manage to slip through. So you know the drill: Read, review, and as always, enjoy! Ciao!
