Here's the next chapter. Enjoy. Oh yeah, and I don't own Harry Potter either.
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Ginny did manage to get back to the Gryffindor common room and up to her dormitory where she found the other 3 girls already sleeping. She quickly changed into her pajamas and got into her bed. The silky sheets were cool against her body. She closed her eyes trying to get to sleep, but she knew that she couldn't.
Why would Draco want to keep meeting me? she asked herself, giving up on trying to fall asleep. I mean, the guy couldn't possible like me because he's pure evil. Oh God, of all the times he's insulted me and my family. Why would he want to be nice to me now? She didn't have an answer to that and she doubted her own questions. She didn't think Draco was being nice to her. He probably was just trying to get her into trouble with those late night visits and especially with Harry.
She felt a pang of guilt for not telling Harry about any of this, but she reasoned that it was no big deal and that tomorrow night was the last time she was going to go and see Draco. Satisfied with that thought, she closed her eyes and went to sleep.
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Ginny quickly sprinted down the corridor, anxious to get to Potions and dreading what Professor Snape would do to her (AN: OK, I'm gonna mix their classes around a little). She had gotten up late as a result of last night's visit with Draco. Her hair was a mess since she hadn't had time to brush it and her robes were wrinkled. I'm gonna kill Hermione for not waking me up, she seethed as she made a sharp turn and headed towards the dungeons. She reached the Potions classroom and stopped in front of it, trying to catch her breath. She reached out and turned the doorknob, scanning the room for Professor Snape. Heads turned to see what fool had dared to come late to Potions. Harry gave Ginny a questioning look and sent her a worried smile.
Ginny sat down at the first table that had an empty seat which was next to Neville. Ginny immediately regretted her hastiness to find a seat. Whoever sat next to Neville during Potions class usually left with something growing out of their body. She frowned and stared ahead to the people in front of her and was a little mad to find a blond head sitting directly in front of her. Draco turned around and met her eyes with his gray ones and sent her a sly smile. She frowned at him.
"I'm glad you could make it Miss Weasley," Snape's cold voice breathed down her neck.
Ginny jumped about a foot in the air and turned her head quickly. Professor Snape's cold eyes were gleaming down at her.
"Let's see," he said thoghtfully. "Being late for class would result in a tardy, would it not Miss Weasley?"
Ginny gulped. "Er- yes, Professor."
"And being tardy in my class would mean a detention. Am I right Miss Weasley?" Snape seemed to clearly enjoy giving the Gryffindors detention.
Ginny nodded. "Yes professor."
"Good," Snape moved to the front of the class and peered at them all through his dark eyes. "Well, now that Miss Weasley has joined us, we'll begin with class," he began writing down the ingredients for the potion that they would be making that day.
Ginny got out her potions kit, fuming. A detention for being late?! she screamed inside her head. That's bullshit!
To add to her frustration, Neville's potion was turning dark purple instead of light blue. She moved as far away from Neville as she could, eyeing him and his purple potion cautiously. She wasn't having much luck with her potion either. The only one that had successfully turned theirs the right color was Hermione. Everybody sighed in relief as the bell rang to signal the end of class. Ginny was just about to head out the door when Professor Snape called her. With a sinking heart, she remembered her detention.
"I will determine what you will do for your detention as soon as you come here at 7 o'clock. Don't be late Miss Weasley," he snapped.
Ginny left his class in a hurry. Oh no, she thought in dismay. If my detention is at 7 o'clock, then I won't be able to meet Draco so that he can tell me why he wanted me to meet him. Damn, she thought. I want to get this ordeal with Draco over with.
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At 6:50 that night, Ginny headed to the dungeons. Snape was sitting at his desk, shuffling around some papers. He looked up as Ginny came in.
"Professor McGonagall has requested that you help her gather some things out on the grounds. You're to meet her at the front door," Professor Snape told her, turning back to his papers and dismissed her.
Ginny went to the double doors that led outside and saw Professor McGonagall standing there.
"Ginny," she said. "I thought Professor Snape forgot to tell you that you would serve detention with me. I was about to go down there and get you. Did he tell you what you were suppose to help me do?"
"Yes Professor," Ginny said. She followed Professor McGonagall outside. The night was warm and the sky was dotted with millions upon millions of little stars. The moon was barely out, but it was enough to make the grounds look bluish.
"Try to find some fairy dust, Miss Weasley," Profess McGonagall told her. "You can see it real well at night. It's light green and it sparkles," Professor McGonagall handed her a bucket. "Just put it in here. Professor Dumbledore requested that I find some fairy dust for him," she pursed her lips. "I don't understand him sometimes. Well- go on, Miss Weasley. If you see any red sparks, then come back here immediately. Understand?"
Ginny nodded. She watched as Professor McGonagall headed off toward Hagrid's cabin. Fairy dust? she thought. I didn't know fairies lived around here. She walked around the castle, straining her eyes to see anything that was green and glittering. Just when she thought that this search was stupid and hopeless, something glittering caught her eye. She quickly walked over there and saw a small patch of fairy dust. Am I suppose to touch it? she thought. Just touching anything that was strange to the eye in the wizarding world was just plain stupid. After hesitating for a few moments, she reached out and slowly touched the fairy dust. It felt slightly like sand. She scooped it all up and put it in her bucket. The silver bucket reflected the fairy dust. She stood up and was about to go in the other direction when she heard a noise. It sounded like heavy breathing and the rustling of cloth. She crept around the corner and peered to see two dark figures against the wall. The moon overhead gave her the light to see that they were making out (AN: *snicker* or snogging).
Heat rushed to her cheeks at the thought that she had caught two people in the middle of their making out. She turned around, trying to be quiet so she wouldn't disturb the couple. A loud CRACK came from her foot as she realized she had stepped on a twig. She heard the couple be quiet and the sound of their voices.
"Put your damn shirt back on," a male's voice said, cold with disgust. "Go back in the castle too."
Ginny quickly hid in the shadows of the corner, hearing footsteps walking toward her. She saw the guy's shadow on the ground as he paused at the corner. Then he obviously decided whoever it was wasn't worth his attention because she saw his shadow disappear. Ginny sighed in relief as she stepped out of the corner. A dark figure suddenly caught her arm and slammed her against the stone wall, making her drop her bucket.
She was about to scream, but a hand was placed firmly on her mouth. "Spying on me, Weasley?" Draco's cold voice was accusing.
Ginny looked around, trying to find a way to escape but he had trapped her in a corner. "No, I wasn't," she said through his hand. He took his hand away from her mouth to hear her better. "I just happened to come across you and your whore."
Instead of being insulted at what Ginny had just called the girl, Draco smiled. "Yes, I guess she is one. I was just in the mood tonight. Normally, I would stay clear of them."
"I'm sure," Ginny snapped. She saw the spilled fairy dust behind Draco and groaned. "Oh great, now I have to pick up that fairy dust again."
Draco looked behind him and saw the green glittering dust. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Almighty Professor Snape sent me to help Professor McGonagall to collect fairy dust for Professor Dumbledore."
"I wonder what that Mudblood lover wants with it," Draco said, in thought.
Angered by what he just indirectly called Hermione, Ginny pushed him back with all her strength. "Don't you dare call them that!" she said in rage.
He stumbled back, surprised at her sudden surge of strength. "Hey, calm down, Weasley."
Ginny pushed past him and picked up her basket. She knelt down and started scooping up the fairy dust, dumping it in the bucket. She felt Draco's eyes on her. She finished picking up the fairy dust and stood up, tossing back her hair that had gotten in the way. She turned back to Draco and frowned at him.
"I see you weren't going to keep our meeting tonight," she said.
He grinned at her. "I didn't think you were coming. Professor Snape DID give you a detention," he walked towards her. "I didn't know you were THAT excited to see me tonight."
She snorted. "I'm not. I didn't even want to see you. I just want this whole stupid meeting to get over so I can stop lying to Har-" she stopped, thinking that Draco didn't need to hear the reason for why she didn't want anything to do with him.
Draco's eyes sparkled. "Uh-oh. Potter's whore is lying to him."
Ginny's face registered shock. "Don't you ever call me that!" she snapped.
"Or what?" he raised one of his eyebrows challengingly.
Not able to find an answer for that, she stalked off around the castle, continuing her search for fairy dust.
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Ginny rubbed her back and moaned. She had just gotten in from outside, not having much luck with finding fairy dust. She climbed the stairs to the second floor and was just about to pass a door when it opened and somebody grabbed her. Taken by surprise, she didn't have time to react. She heard the person move around and a mutter and suddenly the room brightened. Standing there was Harry.
"Harry?" she asked in surprise. "Shouldn't you be in bed? It's close to 12 o'clock."
He walked towards her and wrapped her in his arms. "I couldn't wait to see you," he breathed against her lips.
His warm breath sent tingles down her spine. She licked her lips to moisten them. She saw Harry follow the movement of her tongue. He captured her mouth in his and playfully bit her tongue. A little gasp escaped her.
He took her bottom lip between his teeth and sucked on it, giving it a soft bite after he was done. He traced his tongue across her bottom lip, wetting it. He gave her a long kiss that was full of passion and wanting. Without warning, his hand slid up her shirt, cupping her breast. Ginny pulled back in surprise. His kiss had left her gasping for breath.
"Harry!" she said, her face registering surprise. "What was all that about?"
"I told you I couldn't wait to see you anymore," he said, smiling.
"H-Harry," Ginny faltered. Harry didn't act like this! "What's wrong with you?"
Ginny gasped as she saw Harry's black hair start turning blond. "Didn't Potter's little whore like it?" Draco's voice asked. Ginny watched as Harry changed from Harry to Draco. Draco had a satisfied smile on his lips.
"Draco! What did you do with Harry?" she asked, confused.
"You got the looks but not the brains, do you Weasley?" his eyes glinted maliciously. "It's called Polyjuice Potion. It wears off in an hour. I thought you wouldn't come and I would have to turn back. But good thing you came 10 minutes before my time was up."
Ginny touched her lips. She had just let Draco Malfoy kiss her! Draco grinned as he saw her swollen bottom lip. "Of all the mean things you did, this was the worst!" she cried, outraged.
He gave her a nod. "Thank you."
"It's not a compliment," Ginny snapped. Despite holding back her tears, they suddenly started to fill her eyes. How could she of done this to Harry? And what would Harry do when he found out about this? She couldn't lose Harry! She blinked furiously to make the tears go away, but it didn't work. Her tears overflowed and fell down her cheeks.
Draco's smile faltered. "Hey, don't cry about it, Weasley. I'm sure Potter will forgive you. If not, you know who'll want you."
"Shut up Draco!" she said angrily. She sat down on a desk, trying to calm herself down. If she had let her anger out, Draco would be lying on the floor. "How could you?" she bit back a sob as the question rushed out.
"I've wanted you ever since this summer, Weasley," his voice drifted from where he stood to her ears. "I told you I wanted you. You ignored me. You're too faithful to Potter. He doesn't deserve you. Nobody does, except me!"
She snapped her head to look at him. "You don't deserve me, Draco! I hate you!" she stood up in anger.
"I know you do," Daco continued to stand there.
Blinded with rage, she rushed at him and let her hand fly at his face, but he caught her wrist. She struggled against him, but he was too strong. He pulled her against his muscular one. "Stop," he hissed. "You know you can't get away."
Not able to control herself, she broke down and cried. She felt Draco pull away, not sure how to handle her. "Leave me alone," she sobbed. She heard him hesitate and then a door opening.
"I will have you, Ginny," he said, and shut the door.
Ginny slumped to the floor. She could still feel his hands on her. She felt dirty for letting him touch her.
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Ginny did manage to get back to the Gryffindor common room and up to her dormitory where she found the other 3 girls already sleeping. She quickly changed into her pajamas and got into her bed. The silky sheets were cool against her body. She closed her eyes trying to get to sleep, but she knew that she couldn't.
Why would Draco want to keep meeting me? she asked herself, giving up on trying to fall asleep. I mean, the guy couldn't possible like me because he's pure evil. Oh God, of all the times he's insulted me and my family. Why would he want to be nice to me now? She didn't have an answer to that and she doubted her own questions. She didn't think Draco was being nice to her. He probably was just trying to get her into trouble with those late night visits and especially with Harry.
She felt a pang of guilt for not telling Harry about any of this, but she reasoned that it was no big deal and that tomorrow night was the last time she was going to go and see Draco. Satisfied with that thought, she closed her eyes and went to sleep.
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Ginny quickly sprinted down the corridor, anxious to get to Potions and dreading what Professor Snape would do to her (AN: OK, I'm gonna mix their classes around a little). She had gotten up late as a result of last night's visit with Draco. Her hair was a mess since she hadn't had time to brush it and her robes were wrinkled. I'm gonna kill Hermione for not waking me up, she seethed as she made a sharp turn and headed towards the dungeons. She reached the Potions classroom and stopped in front of it, trying to catch her breath. She reached out and turned the doorknob, scanning the room for Professor Snape. Heads turned to see what fool had dared to come late to Potions. Harry gave Ginny a questioning look and sent her a worried smile.
Ginny sat down at the first table that had an empty seat which was next to Neville. Ginny immediately regretted her hastiness to find a seat. Whoever sat next to Neville during Potions class usually left with something growing out of their body. She frowned and stared ahead to the people in front of her and was a little mad to find a blond head sitting directly in front of her. Draco turned around and met her eyes with his gray ones and sent her a sly smile. She frowned at him.
"I'm glad you could make it Miss Weasley," Snape's cold voice breathed down her neck.
Ginny jumped about a foot in the air and turned her head quickly. Professor Snape's cold eyes were gleaming down at her.
"Let's see," he said thoghtfully. "Being late for class would result in a tardy, would it not Miss Weasley?"
Ginny gulped. "Er- yes, Professor."
"And being tardy in my class would mean a detention. Am I right Miss Weasley?" Snape seemed to clearly enjoy giving the Gryffindors detention.
Ginny nodded. "Yes professor."
"Good," Snape moved to the front of the class and peered at them all through his dark eyes. "Well, now that Miss Weasley has joined us, we'll begin with class," he began writing down the ingredients for the potion that they would be making that day.
Ginny got out her potions kit, fuming. A detention for being late?! she screamed inside her head. That's bullshit!
To add to her frustration, Neville's potion was turning dark purple instead of light blue. She moved as far away from Neville as she could, eyeing him and his purple potion cautiously. She wasn't having much luck with her potion either. The only one that had successfully turned theirs the right color was Hermione. Everybody sighed in relief as the bell rang to signal the end of class. Ginny was just about to head out the door when Professor Snape called her. With a sinking heart, she remembered her detention.
"I will determine what you will do for your detention as soon as you come here at 7 o'clock. Don't be late Miss Weasley," he snapped.
Ginny left his class in a hurry. Oh no, she thought in dismay. If my detention is at 7 o'clock, then I won't be able to meet Draco so that he can tell me why he wanted me to meet him. Damn, she thought. I want to get this ordeal with Draco over with.
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At 6:50 that night, Ginny headed to the dungeons. Snape was sitting at his desk, shuffling around some papers. He looked up as Ginny came in.
"Professor McGonagall has requested that you help her gather some things out on the grounds. You're to meet her at the front door," Professor Snape told her, turning back to his papers and dismissed her.
Ginny went to the double doors that led outside and saw Professor McGonagall standing there.
"Ginny," she said. "I thought Professor Snape forgot to tell you that you would serve detention with me. I was about to go down there and get you. Did he tell you what you were suppose to help me do?"
"Yes Professor," Ginny said. She followed Professor McGonagall outside. The night was warm and the sky was dotted with millions upon millions of little stars. The moon was barely out, but it was enough to make the grounds look bluish.
"Try to find some fairy dust, Miss Weasley," Profess McGonagall told her. "You can see it real well at night. It's light green and it sparkles," Professor McGonagall handed her a bucket. "Just put it in here. Professor Dumbledore requested that I find some fairy dust for him," she pursed her lips. "I don't understand him sometimes. Well- go on, Miss Weasley. If you see any red sparks, then come back here immediately. Understand?"
Ginny nodded. She watched as Professor McGonagall headed off toward Hagrid's cabin. Fairy dust? she thought. I didn't know fairies lived around here. She walked around the castle, straining her eyes to see anything that was green and glittering. Just when she thought that this search was stupid and hopeless, something glittering caught her eye. She quickly walked over there and saw a small patch of fairy dust. Am I suppose to touch it? she thought. Just touching anything that was strange to the eye in the wizarding world was just plain stupid. After hesitating for a few moments, she reached out and slowly touched the fairy dust. It felt slightly like sand. She scooped it all up and put it in her bucket. The silver bucket reflected the fairy dust. She stood up and was about to go in the other direction when she heard a noise. It sounded like heavy breathing and the rustling of cloth. She crept around the corner and peered to see two dark figures against the wall. The moon overhead gave her the light to see that they were making out (AN: *snicker* or snogging).
Heat rushed to her cheeks at the thought that she had caught two people in the middle of their making out. She turned around, trying to be quiet so she wouldn't disturb the couple. A loud CRACK came from her foot as she realized she had stepped on a twig. She heard the couple be quiet and the sound of their voices.
"Put your damn shirt back on," a male's voice said, cold with disgust. "Go back in the castle too."
Ginny quickly hid in the shadows of the corner, hearing footsteps walking toward her. She saw the guy's shadow on the ground as he paused at the corner. Then he obviously decided whoever it was wasn't worth his attention because she saw his shadow disappear. Ginny sighed in relief as she stepped out of the corner. A dark figure suddenly caught her arm and slammed her against the stone wall, making her drop her bucket.
She was about to scream, but a hand was placed firmly on her mouth. "Spying on me, Weasley?" Draco's cold voice was accusing.
Ginny looked around, trying to find a way to escape but he had trapped her in a corner. "No, I wasn't," she said through his hand. He took his hand away from her mouth to hear her better. "I just happened to come across you and your whore."
Instead of being insulted at what Ginny had just called the girl, Draco smiled. "Yes, I guess she is one. I was just in the mood tonight. Normally, I would stay clear of them."
"I'm sure," Ginny snapped. She saw the spilled fairy dust behind Draco and groaned. "Oh great, now I have to pick up that fairy dust again."
Draco looked behind him and saw the green glittering dust. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Almighty Professor Snape sent me to help Professor McGonagall to collect fairy dust for Professor Dumbledore."
"I wonder what that Mudblood lover wants with it," Draco said, in thought.
Angered by what he just indirectly called Hermione, Ginny pushed him back with all her strength. "Don't you dare call them that!" she said in rage.
He stumbled back, surprised at her sudden surge of strength. "Hey, calm down, Weasley."
Ginny pushed past him and picked up her basket. She knelt down and started scooping up the fairy dust, dumping it in the bucket. She felt Draco's eyes on her. She finished picking up the fairy dust and stood up, tossing back her hair that had gotten in the way. She turned back to Draco and frowned at him.
"I see you weren't going to keep our meeting tonight," she said.
He grinned at her. "I didn't think you were coming. Professor Snape DID give you a detention," he walked towards her. "I didn't know you were THAT excited to see me tonight."
She snorted. "I'm not. I didn't even want to see you. I just want this whole stupid meeting to get over so I can stop lying to Har-" she stopped, thinking that Draco didn't need to hear the reason for why she didn't want anything to do with him.
Draco's eyes sparkled. "Uh-oh. Potter's whore is lying to him."
Ginny's face registered shock. "Don't you ever call me that!" she snapped.
"Or what?" he raised one of his eyebrows challengingly.
Not able to find an answer for that, she stalked off around the castle, continuing her search for fairy dust.
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Ginny rubbed her back and moaned. She had just gotten in from outside, not having much luck with finding fairy dust. She climbed the stairs to the second floor and was just about to pass a door when it opened and somebody grabbed her. Taken by surprise, she didn't have time to react. She heard the person move around and a mutter and suddenly the room brightened. Standing there was Harry.
"Harry?" she asked in surprise. "Shouldn't you be in bed? It's close to 12 o'clock."
He walked towards her and wrapped her in his arms. "I couldn't wait to see you," he breathed against her lips.
His warm breath sent tingles down her spine. She licked her lips to moisten them. She saw Harry follow the movement of her tongue. He captured her mouth in his and playfully bit her tongue. A little gasp escaped her.
He took her bottom lip between his teeth and sucked on it, giving it a soft bite after he was done. He traced his tongue across her bottom lip, wetting it. He gave her a long kiss that was full of passion and wanting. Without warning, his hand slid up her shirt, cupping her breast. Ginny pulled back in surprise. His kiss had left her gasping for breath.
"Harry!" she said, her face registering surprise. "What was all that about?"
"I told you I couldn't wait to see you anymore," he said, smiling.
"H-Harry," Ginny faltered. Harry didn't act like this! "What's wrong with you?"
Ginny gasped as she saw Harry's black hair start turning blond. "Didn't Potter's little whore like it?" Draco's voice asked. Ginny watched as Harry changed from Harry to Draco. Draco had a satisfied smile on his lips.
"Draco! What did you do with Harry?" she asked, confused.
"You got the looks but not the brains, do you Weasley?" his eyes glinted maliciously. "It's called Polyjuice Potion. It wears off in an hour. I thought you wouldn't come and I would have to turn back. But good thing you came 10 minutes before my time was up."
Ginny touched her lips. She had just let Draco Malfoy kiss her! Draco grinned as he saw her swollen bottom lip. "Of all the mean things you did, this was the worst!" she cried, outraged.
He gave her a nod. "Thank you."
"It's not a compliment," Ginny snapped. Despite holding back her tears, they suddenly started to fill her eyes. How could she of done this to Harry? And what would Harry do when he found out about this? She couldn't lose Harry! She blinked furiously to make the tears go away, but it didn't work. Her tears overflowed and fell down her cheeks.
Draco's smile faltered. "Hey, don't cry about it, Weasley. I'm sure Potter will forgive you. If not, you know who'll want you."
"Shut up Draco!" she said angrily. She sat down on a desk, trying to calm herself down. If she had let her anger out, Draco would be lying on the floor. "How could you?" she bit back a sob as the question rushed out.
"I've wanted you ever since this summer, Weasley," his voice drifted from where he stood to her ears. "I told you I wanted you. You ignored me. You're too faithful to Potter. He doesn't deserve you. Nobody does, except me!"
She snapped her head to look at him. "You don't deserve me, Draco! I hate you!" she stood up in anger.
"I know you do," Daco continued to stand there.
Blinded with rage, she rushed at him and let her hand fly at his face, but he caught her wrist. She struggled against him, but he was too strong. He pulled her against his muscular one. "Stop," he hissed. "You know you can't get away."
Not able to control herself, she broke down and cried. She felt Draco pull away, not sure how to handle her. "Leave me alone," she sobbed. She heard him hesitate and then a door opening.
"I will have you, Ginny," he said, and shut the door.
Ginny slumped to the floor. She could still feel his hands on her. She felt dirty for letting him touch her.
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