Chapter 17

It was after nine that night when there was a knock on Ginny's door. When she went to open it, Draco pushed his way in and shoved the door closed behind him. "I couldn't stop thinking about you all day!" he said hastily, grabbed her, and started kissing her passionately.

He was demanding and very good at kissing. Ginny felt like she was going to explode with desire. When his tongue touched her lips, she couldn't refuse his quest to enter her mouth. He lowered both of them to her sofa. She enjoyed his weight against her while his hands explored the curves of her body. She could feel her own wetness as she got excited. She felt Draco's slightly rough hand touching her skin under her top. Then he touched her breast, cupped it and began a gentle squeeze. She felt her nipples grow hard at his touch. Before she knew it, he was removing her top. When he broke their lip lock to pull the top over her head, she found the willpower to stop what was about to happen. "Draco, we can't!" she pleaded. He respectfully pulled back. "It's too soon! There's too much happening."

He shifted, allowing her to sit up. "I know. I was hoping to reach the point of no return for both of us before you came to your senses." Her top was still in his hand.

She was wearing a nude coloured bra that was still dark against her milky white skin. "I don't want to stop," she replied, taking her top from him, "but I need time, Draco. I'm sorry." She turned away from him and replaced her shirt.

"Truthfully, I didn't even know I felt anything until this afternoon when I kissed you, but I'm sure I am not just wanting a shag," he explained.

"I haven't been with anyone in a long, long time," she confessed. "I have to deal with the twins, and him. I need that settled before I get involved with anyone. It's not because he's your father."

"Ginny, I'm not willing to pretend this didn't happen, but I also am not going to pressure you." He paused, "Have you ever had a moment when everything changed and everything made sense?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"I will allow you the time you need, but I'm not going to risk someone else entering the picture. I will take things at your pace, but I don't want to try to go back to before today."

"Don't say that. Please?" she begged.

"Ginny-,"

"Draco!" She raised her voice, "You have been my rock. I need you, but right now I have to put the twins first. This isn't the time for their mother to start dating, never mind for her to be dating their half brother!"

"Hey, no, I mean I can't just walk away! I'm going to be here for you, but I'm going to still want to kiss you!"

"Draco, trust me; I want to, but your father wants to marry me!"

"Do you want to marry him, Ginny? If he showed up with a minister right now, would you marry him?"

"No! I won't marry someone because of the twins."

"Then what's holding you back?"

"I was your father's mistress!" she shot back.

"Twelve years ago! You had an affair with a married man for reasons that no longer matter."

"What kind of whore do you think I am? I can't sleep with father and son!"

"Is that what you think?" Draco turned around and stormed out. He was mad that she thought he wanted her because his father had her before. He was hurt that she thought so little of him.

Ginny was embarrassed that only hours after talking with Pansy, she had messed things up so bad. She was mad at Draco for not being willing to see her point of view. She was mad at him for making her want him so badly. The following day, she skipped the monthly dinner at the Burrow and sat in bed in her pajamas.

"Ginevra Molly Weasley! What did you do?" Pansy's voice came from the hall. The woman barged into Ginny's bedroom looking fit to be tied.

"I'm just tired," Ginny lied.

Pansty crossed her arms. "You're shitty at lying! You said we were friends, so explain to me why I didn't know you were skipping out on dinner?"

"I was embarrassed. I messed up bad!"

Pansy waddled over to the bed and sat down facing Ginny. "Draco or Lucius?"

"Draco."

"Let me guess; he showed up here with more passion than a sleazy romance novel?"

Ginny was shocked Pansy knew. "He told you?"

"No, dummy! Who do you think he learned about girls from?" Pansy fumed.

"You said he was like a brother!" Ginny said, sounding shocked.

"That doesn't mean I didn't tell him stuff or give him tips on girls," she said, then paused, " Hell, I'm pretty sure he stole my diary to learn ways to keep a girl interested."

Ginny just stared straight ahead.

Pansy moved so she was sitting next to Ginny with her back against the headboard. She placed a pillow behind her to support her back. "Spill it! I need every detail! Ron needs about two hours to get the kids in bed and asleep. I'm not going home til then."

"If I'm going to spill, I will need a drink. Do you want anything?"

"Some soda, and popcorn if you have any. I think I have some chocolate in my bag."

Ginny smiled at Pansy as she recalled being so close to her own due date.

Ginny poured herself a fire whiskey and brought Pansy the soda and popcorn. Pansy's eyes grew big at the sight of the amber liquor.

"Can I just smell it, please?" Ginny passed her drink to Pansy and watched her friend enjoy the smell. "I miss being able to have a drink. Sit."

Ginny did as she was told.

"Spill! And it better be juicy or I'll Avada both of you!" Ginny told her everything. "I can't believe you stopped him! It's been years! You must have been ready to explode! Forgive the pun." She paused, then asked, "Tell the truth; does he kiss well?"

"Yes, he's very good, but asking is kind of gross, Pansy. I've never wanted to know if my brothers were good kissers"

"Sorry kid, your brothers were never known as the Slytherin Sex God, I had to know if it was all hype or not!"

"Then why are you with Ron?"

Pansy smiled, "You're better off not knowing."

Ginny suddenly recalled what she was told Hermione was saying when she was discovered sleeping with Harry. And Ginny knew Harry was not good at sex, which meant Ron was worse. "But Harry was supposed to be better than Ron!"

"Come on, Ginny. It's well known if it's not something you can really learn from a book, Granger has no clue. Anyway, back to you and Draco; what happens now?"

"What happens now? Well, Draco needs to come to see things from my point of view."

"You, of course, realize he's saying the same thing about you," Pansy countered.

"Well, the difference is I'm right and he's wrong!"

Pansy rubbed her forehead. "Who's more stubborn? It's Weasley versus Malfoy! Hasn't the wizarding world seen this match like a hundred times before?"

Hours later, Ron arrived at Ginny's place to find his very pregnant wife asleep next to his sister in a scene that looked like his daughter, little Molly's, sleepovers. He pondered what to do and decided Pansy was safe, and it was best to leave the two as they were. He was also happy they were growing close.