Holiday
Dear Ginevra Weasley,
Please lift your little self from the comfortable hotel bed and dress yourself into something other than my boxers; I am by the waterfront, outside. Yes, I know the idea of going outside is rather strange to you, especially after all that you ate yesterday, but I brought you to Majorca in hopes of strengthening the little world culture you have.
This is in no way stating that I don't like having fun with you in the bedroom, but rather that I want to show you what a real beach looks like, you may not believe it but bathing in the sea is much more interesting than swimming in that tiny lake by your house.
Draco Malfoy
P.S. If you are considering burning this, keep in mind all the fun and adventures we can have under the sea.
Ginny scrunched the letter in her hand, frowning slightly at her reflection in the mirror; she would make him pay for making her get out of bed. For her the word holiday included doing nothing all day and enjoying the luxuries offered by the five star hotel she was in, not looking at ancient monuments. The promises of underwater adventures, however, made her lips creep into a smile.
She would find a way to have fun.
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