"As opposed to modern revenge?" Draco had a mischievous look in his eyes. He could probably be as bad as Fred and George sometimes. After all, he IS a Malfoy.
"Never mind about that! I am mad at them, you are mad at them. R-E-V-E-N-G-E. They are bloody pranksters for crying out loud. They deserve whatever is coming to them. Could you imaging them trying to have ME running around their store in high heels wearing almost nothing, while turning men into chickens?" Ginny was rambling, and she knew it.
Ginny had gotten a lot more attractive since left Hogwarts. There was a lot of sex appeal in her. Her hair was not the large red dry thing that looked like some sort of nest that she had in School. Now, it was… beautiful. "Yeah. Maybe not the chicken part, but yeah I could see you in the costume. You have great legs for it."
I refuse to get sucked into his words. No matter how sexy he is. Unlike Ginny, Draco had always been a sexy man. Unfortunately, he knew it. This resulted in him being a little cocky sometimes. No, wait, all of the time. "Would you like to get revenge on them or not, because I am not sure if you would be much of a help for it anymore." Ginny did not like being trapped in this room with him like this. Perhaps all of the counter hexes that she had sent his way made him a bit crazy or something. "Lets go for a walk."
"Do I have to wear this hospital robe-like thing? There isn't much of a back to it."
"You have a nice ass, and I don't think that you mind showing it off too much do you?" Two can play this game. Draco blushed a little. It was good, considering that he was still very pale.
"About this revenge idea, do you have any plans yet?" He was obviously trying to change the subject.
"No. But I would love to do something that involves some sabotaging their own food."
"That would be hilarious! Put their own prank treats in their food. They will never see it coming."
"It would be funny because they would each suspect the other, and get into a huge fight. Then we could do something that involves them not being able to get away from each other." This plan seemed to progress nicely. She couldn't wait for it to be put into action.
They had finally reached the soda machine. There were a few old ladies peaking out of their doors at Draco's butt. And there was an odd old man peaking at him, with a pathetic attempt to conceal his obvious erection.
"I love root beer. I can't believe that you don't drink it!"
"I can't believe that you do"
Draco got a little mad about somebody insulting his taste in something and turned around and looked at the old people who were staring at him. "What are you looking at? Go back to your rooms." He had just gotten mean again. Ginny wished that he could just stay in one mood. He did seem to have mood swings quite often.
