The grass felt soft under Draco's body. He was content just to lay there and look up at the clouds in the blue sky. He was being lazy. But he had always enjoyed lazy days. He'd never admit that in a thousand years. But it was nice.

The summer had officially started three weeks earlier and Draco with a heavy heart had left Hogwarts. It had felt even stranger than the year before. He was no longer a student; he was now a man in the real world. And yet things weren't how he had imagined them.

He had thought that he would leave Hogwarts and return home to his parents. He would be given a small home by his father in which he would settle. He would spend his days courting the girl they had picked out. Then within six months they would marry. He would then be given a mansion as a wedding present and live the life his father did.

That wasn't what was happening. He had gotten off the Hogwarts express with nowhere to go. What a surprise it had been when Molly Weasley had hugged him! It was an even bigger surprise when he was taken to their home.

Normally he would have laughed at it. It looked like an old pigsty built up with magic. But he was welcomed in. He found himself in one of the bedrooms that he thought may have belonged to Percy from the way things were stacked. He had been rather surprised by the fact that Ginny was the only Weasley still living at home.

Her brothers though turned up for dinners and things. From the looks he received they were not at all happy with him being there. They were unhappy with him dating their sister. And yet strangely her mother loved him. She had taken to calling him her 'prefect little gentleman'. It was patronising and yet coming from her it seemed affectionate.

"Draco."

He turned to look at Ginny. They were lying on the grass on a hill just up from the Burrow. It wasn't the safest place to be during a war. They were exposed and yet at the Burrow it didn't feel like a war. That was with the exception of Order members running around the place. Draco had learnt a lot in the little time he had been there.

"What's going to happen with us?"

He gave a little grin.

"Nothing. Why?"

"Well I'm going back to Hogwarts in four weeks and you're not."

Suddenly he understood what the problem was. She thought that he was going to end things when she went back. Part of him thought that now he was in he could. Draco had been asked to join a meeting of the Order two nights before. Some fuss had been raised but he had sat silently and listened. He had even spoken up about things he knew when it came to Death Eaters.

It was the perfect show. He told them small things which would aid them while he listened to what they were saying. He knew it was the only way he could gain their trust. And he was sure the Dark Lord would understand that some of the lower level Death Eaters would have to be sacrificed for Draco to penetrate the Order.

His eyes stayed on Ginny and he shuffled closer to her. The gap had been moderate between them and now they were so close that their bodies were touching.

"Just because you're going back doesn't mean things will have to change between us."

"But we won't see each other."

"Quidditch games are open to the public. I can come up and watch you play and maybe come up for games you're not playing in."

"Really? You'd do that?"

"Well I do like a good game of Quidditch."

She gave him a soft smack and he laughed.

"Plus if you send the dates for your Hogsmeade weekends I could meet you then."

He felt her lips brush his cheek as her response. Turning onto his side he looked at her and leaned in. Her mouth opened to him and he quickly deepened the kiss. Her arms went to his neck pulling his mouth closer to hers. He ran his hand up the length of her body. He felt her shake beneath him. This was power. This was a power that he had toyed with before. Never with this girl though.

He knew what was expected of him and never pushed things through. A bit of a grope here and there was never a bad thing. But he had respected Ginny. He hadn't taken his hands from her waist, her neck, or her hair. He felt her fingers tug at strands of his hair and he lowered himself onto his side.

Without his hand supporting him he was able to move it. His left hand went straight to the girl's cheek. He stroked her face as their kiss continued. Then with his right hand he touched her stomach. She was on her back and her stomach was flat under the soft material. He knew that he could lift it to touch her skin. But maybe that would be too much.

Slowly he lifted his mouth from hers and looked into her eyes. They both fought for breath. She was smiling comfortably as she reached her own hand up and ran it down the length of his face. As her fingers brushed his lips he kissed them causing a giggle to escape her lips. He raised his eyebrows at her as he leaned down and took her lips once more.

It was as passionate as they had ever been. He felt the want run through his body as the kiss roughened. Her fingers were pulling at his hair as he cupped her chin with his left hand. He shifted himself a bit and rested his body against hers. She was still on her back and he was leaning on his left. His right hand which had remained stationary on her stomach snaked its way up. His fingers began to brush against the skin on show from her low top. He felt her intake of breath as his fingers grazed the tops of her breasts.

The heat of her skin sent tingles through him. Her breathing was quickening, he could feel her chest rise quicker. He slowly slipped his hand under the top and felt his fingers brush the material of her bra. He knew that if he pushed a little further he would be under that material. But something in his brain kicked him. He pulled out of the kiss and looked at her.

Ginny's eyes were wide and her face was flushed. Gently he laid another kiss on her lips before moving his mouth to her neck. He felt her fingers in his hair as he kissed his way down her pale skin. Her breath was still coming rather quickly. He couldn't help but smirk as his lips left her neck. He placed his lips on the top of her left breast. Then lifting his lips did the same to the right. His fingers were still under her vest top. Then with a bigger smirk he rolled away from her back onto his back with his hands under his head.

He could still hear her breathing. But she didn't say anything to him. It was minutes later before she rolled onto her side and looked at him.

"Draco?"

He turned and gave her a look.

"What are you going to do when I'm back in Hogwarts?"

"I thought I might look for a small house somewhere."

"But how will you be able to afford that?"

"I'm still a Malfoy Ginny. I have access to the vault in Gringotts and technically since father is in Azkaban I own the manor. But I don't think I can ever go back there."

He was startled when he felt her fingers on his cheek.

"Should I ask if you're planning to live off your families money or not?"

He felt a genuine smile brush his lips at the thought.

"I've been accepted onto Auror training."

He shifted his head to look at her. She was grinning.

"That's fantastic."

Her lips were on his and this time he was opening his mouth to her. Before he was able to roll himself onto his side the girl had pushed herself on top of his body. This was again something new to him. His arms wrapped around her waist as they lay together. Draco could feel himself getting lost in Ginny's kisses. Her mouth suddenly left his and he felt her suckling on a spot on his neck. He couldn't help the small groan that slipped from his mouth. He had never felt that before.

His hands squirted under her vest once more and up the length of her back. He ran his nails against her spine and felt her laugh into his neck. Then her lips were on his again. Her arms ran down his sides and he felt her touch his stomach…

"GINNY! DRACO TEA'S READY!"

The kiss stopped at the sound of Molly Weasley's yells. Ginny was looking down at Draco with an annoyed look on her lips. He couldn't blame that. Carefully he rolled so that Ginny was once more lying on the grass. Then he took her lips once more. Something in his mind though started screaming. He could feel a stir that would only lead to trouble. With as much effort as he could he pulled back.

"We better get back otherwise your mother will only come looking."

Okay so next post will be Saturday night. I was planning on Sunday morning but I think I'm going to be too busy. And there's a treat in the next chapter, well for Karen anyway. I wasn't planning it for another five chapters but I thought that it would be a nice going away present to you all.

So update Saturday!

Kris xx