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A/N: ATTENTION!!!!! IT"S SNOGGERIFIC!!! SNOGGING!!!LOTS OF SNOGGING IN THIS CHAPTER!
Chapter 3-
Draco saw her coming before she could see him. "Piggly twigs." she said, but before the painting could open, his wand was poking her in the back of the neck.
"We're going to take a little walk." she nodded. Draco guided her all the way to the Quidditch Pitch. Draco knew it would be empty. The snow was still on the ground. He could feelthe chill, and he was sure she could, too.
Draco lowered his wand,. She turned to face him. And then she kneed him in the groin. Draco fell to ground, the snow soaking in through his clothes.
"Don't even threaten me." she said. Draco pulled myself off the ground and pointed his wand at her.
"I'll do as I please. Now, who have you told about my letter?"
"Nobody."
"Liar."
"Dumbledore. I went and talked to him."
"Good." She looked genuinly suprised when he said that. Draco smiled, the same smirk that Potty and Weasel seem to hate so much.
"There's quite a few things you don't know about me, Ginny."
"So," she said, tensing up. "Who are you betraying?
Draco smiled, not saying a word.
"Can we please go inside?"
"Why, so you can scream for little Potter to come save you? I think not."
She kicked at the snow. "Why do you hate everything" she asked out of the blue.
"Wha..what?"
"You heard me."
"I don't hate everything. I just hate little girls who get in my way." She smiled and walked up to him.
"You think I'm a little girl?" Draco smiled.
"Aren't you?" and then her mouth was on his. She was out to prove something, and she was succeeding. She pushed his lips with her, hard, knowing his lips would be bruised soon enough. And then she let up with a peck on the lips. Draco just stood there. And then he pushed her against the Quidditch pole. She seemed suprised.
"I am not a good guy." Draco said, his face so close to hers that I could smell her. "Don't think for one minute that you can mess with me, Weasel."
She looked me in the eye but didn't say a word. But he knew what she was thinking.
"You don't know me." Draco whispered, the heat radiating from his body to hers. Draco put his lips on her neck. She shivered and melted against him. He kissed her lightly. Draco's lips traveled up to her ear, then to he forehead. Then he looked at her. She looked at him, tempting him. Draco kissed her on the lips, hard, slipping his tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch of it. She pushed back, wanting Draco to keep kissing her.
Draco pulled away. And then he ran, leaving her standing there, confused and alone in the cold.
He stopped near the castle entrance. And then he collapsed. It was too much. ALl of this was too much. He layed there on the ground, staring up at the dark starless sky with no end. And Draco couldn't even feel the cold.
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Ginny entered the Gryffindor tower long after Draco had pulled himself off the grouind and walked into the castle. Hermione and ROn were sitting in one of the chairs in common room kissing. Ginny didn't want to see that after her confusing night with Malfoy.
When Hermione saw her she bolted up. "Where have you been?" she asked, standing, hands on hips. Ron looked irritated that they had been interrupted.
"I was at the library." GInny mumbled.
"I was just there." Hermione said.
"It's a big library."
"Look at you!" ROn said. "YOu're lipstick is smeared, your clothes are rumpled, and there's a mark on your neck! What have you been doing?"
GInny didn't bother answering as she walked out of the room.
"Mum'll here about this!"
A/N: Well, how is it? Review and tell me please!
A/N: ATTENTION!!!!! IT"S SNOGGERIFIC!!! SNOGGING!!!LOTS OF SNOGGING IN THIS CHAPTER!
Chapter 3-
Draco saw her coming before she could see him. "Piggly twigs." she said, but before the painting could open, his wand was poking her in the back of the neck.
"We're going to take a little walk." she nodded. Draco guided her all the way to the Quidditch Pitch. Draco knew it would be empty. The snow was still on the ground. He could feelthe chill, and he was sure she could, too.
Draco lowered his wand,. She turned to face him. And then she kneed him in the groin. Draco fell to ground, the snow soaking in through his clothes.
"Don't even threaten me." she said. Draco pulled myself off the ground and pointed his wand at her.
"I'll do as I please. Now, who have you told about my letter?"
"Nobody."
"Liar."
"Dumbledore. I went and talked to him."
"Good." She looked genuinly suprised when he said that. Draco smiled, the same smirk that Potty and Weasel seem to hate so much.
"There's quite a few things you don't know about me, Ginny."
"So," she said, tensing up. "Who are you betraying?
Draco smiled, not saying a word.
"Can we please go inside?"
"Why, so you can scream for little Potter to come save you? I think not."
She kicked at the snow. "Why do you hate everything" she asked out of the blue.
"Wha..what?"
"You heard me."
"I don't hate everything. I just hate little girls who get in my way." She smiled and walked up to him.
"You think I'm a little girl?" Draco smiled.
"Aren't you?" and then her mouth was on his. She was out to prove something, and she was succeeding. She pushed his lips with her, hard, knowing his lips would be bruised soon enough. And then she let up with a peck on the lips. Draco just stood there. And then he pushed her against the Quidditch pole. She seemed suprised.
"I am not a good guy." Draco said, his face so close to hers that I could smell her. "Don't think for one minute that you can mess with me, Weasel."
She looked me in the eye but didn't say a word. But he knew what she was thinking.
"You don't know me." Draco whispered, the heat radiating from his body to hers. Draco put his lips on her neck. She shivered and melted against him. He kissed her lightly. Draco's lips traveled up to her ear, then to he forehead. Then he looked at her. She looked at him, tempting him. Draco kissed her on the lips, hard, slipping his tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch of it. She pushed back, wanting Draco to keep kissing her.
Draco pulled away. And then he ran, leaving her standing there, confused and alone in the cold.
He stopped near the castle entrance. And then he collapsed. It was too much. ALl of this was too much. He layed there on the ground, staring up at the dark starless sky with no end. And Draco couldn't even feel the cold.
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Ginny entered the Gryffindor tower long after Draco had pulled himself off the grouind and walked into the castle. Hermione and ROn were sitting in one of the chairs in common room kissing. Ginny didn't want to see that after her confusing night with Malfoy.
When Hermione saw her she bolted up. "Where have you been?" she asked, standing, hands on hips. Ron looked irritated that they had been interrupted.
"I was at the library." GInny mumbled.
"I was just there." Hermione said.
"It's a big library."
"Look at you!" ROn said. "YOu're lipstick is smeared, your clothes are rumpled, and there's a mark on your neck! What have you been doing?"
GInny didn't bother answering as she walked out of the room.
"Mum'll here about this!"
A/N: Well, how is it? Review and tell me please!