Prompt: 37; Archaic

Word Count: 358

Pairing: Draco/Ginny

A/N: Woohoo, another stretched prompt!

Lyrics from Possession by Sarah McLachlan. Lovely song.

Best Laid Plans

-x-

And I would hold you down,

Kiss you so hard

I'd take your breath away

-x-

'Draco, stop!'

Ginny placed a restraining hand on her boyfriend's arm before he could stride over to Michael Corner and do Merlin-knows-what to the man. Wizard or not, he wasn't likely to be much of a match for Draco in this mood.

Draco shrugged her off and continued to approach him. Whether it was their heated yet quiet conversation or the look of icy calm that Draco always got when he was very, very pissed off, Ginny began to rethink her earlier idea of making Draco jealous. Maybe they should have just chatted instead. And then she saw a blonde walk up to Draco with an over-exaggerated sway to her hips and remorse evaporated in a haze of comeuppance.

She was about to walk over there and give the blonde tart a piece of her mind when Draco brushed her away irritably and half-dragged Michael to the alley outside the club. Not to be left behind, Ginny followed them, still wondering whether she should intervene before or after Draco kicked Michael's ass.

The choice was taken from her however, when she got outside to see an irate Draco standing over an unconscious Michael and sheer indignation kicked in.

'Of all the archaic, asinine – what do you think you're doing?' she hissed at him, stepping over Michael's prone form to confront Draco.

'Me?' Draco retorted. 'You waltz in with this pillock attached to your arm doing his best octopus impersonation and expect me not to react?'

Ginny put her hands on her hips severely. 'Yes, I do! You said we could see other people, didn't you? You don't have a problem taking out other girls – I don't see why I can't go out with whoever I want,' she reminded him angrily.

Draco's eyes flashed with anger and he walked her backward until she was pressed against the cold alley wall. Putting his arms on either side of her, he leaned towards her until his face was millimetres away from her own.

'Then we need to rethink the exclusivity clause in our relationship,' he growled before claiming her lips.

Ginny relinquished without a struggle; her little plan had worked perfectly.

End Notes: Every self-respecting club has an alley.