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Ginny got up warily, glancing at herself in the mirror. Her uncombed hair was like a rat's nest and her body felt so tired that she felt like she was going to break into a million pieces. She brushed her hair until it looked decent enough and got into her robes. She went down to the Great Hall, shrinking away at the harsh sound of laughter and talk. She nearly collapsed next to Harry and groaned.
"Hey Ginny, are you OK?" Hermione asked concerned, from across the table.
She nodded and rubbed her back. "Yeah, I'm fine. I had to bend over until 12 o'clock. Word of advise: never hunt for fairy dust."
"Need a back massage?" Harry's breath tickled her ear.
She smiled. "Just name the time and place." She looked at Ron as she said this.
"I don't even wanna KNOW what you guys are talking about," he said.
"After school in my dorm," Harry said. "It'll be deserted. They'll all be outside."
"You know I'm there," Ginny said.
"Planning on getting knocked up?" Draco's cold voice drifted to her ears from behind her.
"Shut the hell up, Malfoy," Harry snapped.
"I wasn't talking to you, Potter," Draco said coldly. He gave Ginny a hard look before he went back to the Slytherin table.
"What was that about?" Ron asked in confusion.
* * *
"OK! What the fuck do you want?" Ginny hissed angrily at Draco as he insistenly kept tugging on the sleeve of her robe.
"Touche," he said, with a raise of his eyebrows.
As was accustomed to Professor Snape's personality, he had paired the Gryffindors up with their worst enemy. As a surprise, he hadn't paired Harry up with Draco, and Ginny had seen Harry breathe a sigh of relief. She had sighed a sigh of frustration when Snape had paired Draco and her up. They were suppose to be brewing a Harlin potion, which was suppose to make the drinker fall into a deep sleep and dream. Their dreams could be controlled by the person who gave him/her the potion. So far, Ginny had managed to keep from killing Draco, but she was sure she would snap soon. And Draco seemed to be trying to make her snap.
"Well, what do you want?" Ginny snapped. "And stop pulling on my robes. You're going to tear it."
Draco sneered. "It's already torn." He eyed the small patch of material that had been sewn on under her arm, near her wrists.
Ginny reddened. "Leave me alone," she said quietly as she added lace wigs (AN: wings?) to the potion.
Draco started cutting up the spider legs into tiny pieces. "What does your mom do? Lay people?"
Before Ginny knew what she was doing, her hand flew across his face and a loud SMACK echoed through the silent chamber. "Don't you dare talk about my mum like that!" she screeched, as she pointed an accusing finger at him.
Draco was holding his cheek in surprise. Instead of Professor Snape rushing into the room, Professor McGonagall entered.
"What is going on?" she asked.
"Professor- he was insulting my mum!" Ginny said.
Professor McGonagall gave both Ginny and Draco her famous stare. "Detention for both of you. Mr. Malfoy, for insulting Miss Weasley, and Miss Weasley, for disrupting the class. I expect both of you to report to me in my classroom at 7 o'clock sharp. If either of you are late, your detention will be increased to a week! Sit down Miss Weasley!" she glanced around at the class which were in silence, watching the scene that had just played before them. "Get back to work, all of you! If I hear another disruption, I will report this to Professor Snape." She glared at them all until they started working on their potions again. She then left the dungeons.
"Nice going, Weasley," Draco said. "Now you've wasted my night and got me a detention."
"It was your fault too!" Ginny whispered furiously. "If you ever insult my mum again, I'll-"
"You'll what?" Draco challenged.
"I don't know, but don't give me the time to think about it, because you'll regret it."
"Ooh," Draco said mockingly. "Weasley just threatened me. What should I do?"
"Maybe you should call your father," Ginny snapped.
"I can handle you by myself."
"Whatever," Ginny dismissed him with a wave of her hand. "Just leave me alone."
"Maybe I don't want to leave you alone," he said.
* * *
Ginny walked through the hallway, on her way to detention. She turned the corner and was about to start walking when a figure walked out of the shadows. She immediately recognized the strong frame as Draco's.
"God," she said. "Stop doing that. You're going to give me a heart attack one of these days."
Draco fell into step beside her. "Why you in a hurry? Anxious to see McGonagall?"
"No," she said, calmly. "I just don't want a week's worth of detention with you."
"Too bad," Draco said.
She stopped walking and looked at him. "What's that suppose to mean?"
He shrugged and continued walking. "Nothing."
They reached the Transfiguration room. Ginny went inside, waiting for Draco to come in after her. But he never did. She looked at the clock and saw that it was 6:58.
"Get in here!" she said. "You're going to give me more detentions!"
Draco disappeared from the doorway. Ginny walked out and looked to her left and saw him leaning lazily against the wall, about 10 feet away from the doorway.
"What are you doing?" she asked. "Come on! Get IN here!"
"No," he said simply. "Maybe I just wanna stand out here."
"Oh God! Come ON! If you're late, Professor McGonagall's going to give us both a week of detention!" He still continued to lean against the wall, his arms crossed across his chest. Frustrated, she pulled out her wand. Before she could aim it at him and MAKE him move, her wand was grabbed out of her hand. She looked up in surprise and saw Draco standing there, smiling smugly at her. There was a chime, signaling it was 7 o'clock.
"Look Weasley," he said softly. "It's 7 o'clock."
He bent down so fast and met her lips she didn't have time to react. In surprise, she didn't pull away. A burning sensation started in her lips, where he had his mouth. She felt his tongue caress her lower lip lightly. So light, that she thought she was imagining it. The burning sensation spread to her head, making her feel light headed and dreamy.
She pulled away. His kiss had awaken something only Harry had done. No! she cried inside. She backed away in confusion and fear. She touched her bottom lip, she could still feel his lips on hers. . .
"W-what. . " she stammered.
"Come on, Weasley," he breathed. "Don't tell me you didn' t like that. I can tell when a girl likes it. And you definitely liked it."
"No," she turned her head away and walked into the class room. Professor McGonagall was at her desk. Ginny looked up at her in surprise. "Professor? I didn't see you come in."
"Why of course you wouldn't. My chamber is connected to this room, so I can enter through a door in the wall," she peered at her from above her glasses. "You're late Miss Weasley. A week of detention for both you and Mr. Malfoy," Professor McGonagall looked past Ginny at Draco who had just walked in. "You two will be dusting and working in the library. I daresay, you two will get about half of it done by the end of the week."
Ginny groaned inwardly and followed Professor McGonagall out of the room, glaring at Draco as she passed him. She heard or rather felt his footsteps behind her. Professor McGonagall opened the library door.
"If you work fast enough," she said. "Your detention time will be decreased. I'll be in my room if there is anything you need."
"Wait!" Ginny cried. "You're not leaving me with HIM are you?"
"Miss Weasley, if he does any foolishness, I'll be SURE that he's severely punished. Understand?" she asked sharply. "There's some cleaning solution that Madame Pince put on the table for you."
Ginny watched Professor McGonagall walk out the library door. She picked up the first bottle of cleaning solution and a cloth and started taking the books off the shelves and cleaning it. It'd take my whole life time to clean all this! she thought. She looked around at the humongous library.
"You keep denying whatever you feel when I kiss you," Draco said beside her, taking down books.
"Leave me alone," Ginny snapped. She was still scared of what she had felt when he had kissed her. After all, he WAS Harry's enemy ever since the first time they had met on the train. What would the Gryffindors think if one of their kind went out with a Slytherin? Ginny shooed the thought out of her head. Of course you're not going to go out with him, she told herself sternly. You love HARRY not HIM.
Lost in her thoughts, she didn't see Draco slip behind her until she felt him wrap his arm around her waist and pull her towards his muscular body. She tried to squirm and loosen his hold, but it was useless.
"Let go of me!" she hissed, scared at the physical contact with him.
"Come on Weasley," he whispered in her ear. His breath tickled her ear and sent a shiver down her spine. She tried to break loose. "Don't try to resist me. Don't tell me you don't want this," he started kissing the lower part of her ear.
Ginny was in a panic now. She didn't want to scream, because the whole school would know the scene between her and Draco in the library and Harry would get wind of it and. . . She gulped. She would either try to break loose or wait for him to get done teasing her and annoying her. Since he was much stronger than she was, she didn't have no choice but to let him continue to kiss her.
She felt her face burning as he trailed kisses down her neck. Each time his lips came in contact with her skin, she felt like fainting. How come I'm starting to feel like this? she wondered, shivering when he softly bit her ear lobe.
"Please stop it," her voice shook slightly.
"No," he whispered.
"Please," her voice still shook. "I love Harry, not you."
"We can change that, can't we?" his words felt like the end of the world for her. He spun her around and kissed her. He was holding her body tight to his, so that she could feel his hard and muscular stomach through his robes. The same burning sensation started again, spreading to the rest of her body like liquid fire.
"Oh God," she said as his lips parted from hers. She swayed slightly as he let go of her. He had some what of a triumpant grin on his face. She thought he was going to say something, but he simply picked up his cloth that he had dropped and continued to clean the books, as if nothing had happened.
Ginny stood there, watching him. "I don't understand you," she said.
Draco continued to clean the books, without looking at her, he said: "But I understand you," he said.
"You don't understand anything about me!" she snapped as she picked up her cloth. "If you did, you wouldn't be trying to do this to me!"
He turned to look at her, his gray eyes glittering in the candle light. "Do what? Make you see that you love me, not Harry?"
"I don't love you. I love Harry," she said quietly.
"We'll see," his voice carried a threat that Ginny couldn't make out.
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Ginny got up warily, glancing at herself in the mirror. Her uncombed hair was like a rat's nest and her body felt so tired that she felt like she was going to break into a million pieces. She brushed her hair until it looked decent enough and got into her robes. She went down to the Great Hall, shrinking away at the harsh sound of laughter and talk. She nearly collapsed next to Harry and groaned.
"Hey Ginny, are you OK?" Hermione asked concerned, from across the table.
She nodded and rubbed her back. "Yeah, I'm fine. I had to bend over until 12 o'clock. Word of advise: never hunt for fairy dust."
"Need a back massage?" Harry's breath tickled her ear.
She smiled. "Just name the time and place." She looked at Ron as she said this.
"I don't even wanna KNOW what you guys are talking about," he said.
"After school in my dorm," Harry said. "It'll be deserted. They'll all be outside."
"You know I'm there," Ginny said.
"Planning on getting knocked up?" Draco's cold voice drifted to her ears from behind her.
"Shut the hell up, Malfoy," Harry snapped.
"I wasn't talking to you, Potter," Draco said coldly. He gave Ginny a hard look before he went back to the Slytherin table.
"What was that about?" Ron asked in confusion.
* * *
"OK! What the fuck do you want?" Ginny hissed angrily at Draco as he insistenly kept tugging on the sleeve of her robe.
"Touche," he said, with a raise of his eyebrows.
As was accustomed to Professor Snape's personality, he had paired the Gryffindors up with their worst enemy. As a surprise, he hadn't paired Harry up with Draco, and Ginny had seen Harry breathe a sigh of relief. She had sighed a sigh of frustration when Snape had paired Draco and her up. They were suppose to be brewing a Harlin potion, which was suppose to make the drinker fall into a deep sleep and dream. Their dreams could be controlled by the person who gave him/her the potion. So far, Ginny had managed to keep from killing Draco, but she was sure she would snap soon. And Draco seemed to be trying to make her snap.
"Well, what do you want?" Ginny snapped. "And stop pulling on my robes. You're going to tear it."
Draco sneered. "It's already torn." He eyed the small patch of material that had been sewn on under her arm, near her wrists.
Ginny reddened. "Leave me alone," she said quietly as she added lace wigs (AN: wings?) to the potion.
Draco started cutting up the spider legs into tiny pieces. "What does your mom do? Lay people?"
Before Ginny knew what she was doing, her hand flew across his face and a loud SMACK echoed through the silent chamber. "Don't you dare talk about my mum like that!" she screeched, as she pointed an accusing finger at him.
Draco was holding his cheek in surprise. Instead of Professor Snape rushing into the room, Professor McGonagall entered.
"What is going on?" she asked.
"Professor- he was insulting my mum!" Ginny said.
Professor McGonagall gave both Ginny and Draco her famous stare. "Detention for both of you. Mr. Malfoy, for insulting Miss Weasley, and Miss Weasley, for disrupting the class. I expect both of you to report to me in my classroom at 7 o'clock sharp. If either of you are late, your detention will be increased to a week! Sit down Miss Weasley!" she glanced around at the class which were in silence, watching the scene that had just played before them. "Get back to work, all of you! If I hear another disruption, I will report this to Professor Snape." She glared at them all until they started working on their potions again. She then left the dungeons.
"Nice going, Weasley," Draco said. "Now you've wasted my night and got me a detention."
"It was your fault too!" Ginny whispered furiously. "If you ever insult my mum again, I'll-"
"You'll what?" Draco challenged.
"I don't know, but don't give me the time to think about it, because you'll regret it."
"Ooh," Draco said mockingly. "Weasley just threatened me. What should I do?"
"Maybe you should call your father," Ginny snapped.
"I can handle you by myself."
"Whatever," Ginny dismissed him with a wave of her hand. "Just leave me alone."
"Maybe I don't want to leave you alone," he said.
* * *
Ginny walked through the hallway, on her way to detention. She turned the corner and was about to start walking when a figure walked out of the shadows. She immediately recognized the strong frame as Draco's.
"God," she said. "Stop doing that. You're going to give me a heart attack one of these days."
Draco fell into step beside her. "Why you in a hurry? Anxious to see McGonagall?"
"No," she said, calmly. "I just don't want a week's worth of detention with you."
"Too bad," Draco said.
She stopped walking and looked at him. "What's that suppose to mean?"
He shrugged and continued walking. "Nothing."
They reached the Transfiguration room. Ginny went inside, waiting for Draco to come in after her. But he never did. She looked at the clock and saw that it was 6:58.
"Get in here!" she said. "You're going to give me more detentions!"
Draco disappeared from the doorway. Ginny walked out and looked to her left and saw him leaning lazily against the wall, about 10 feet away from the doorway.
"What are you doing?" she asked. "Come on! Get IN here!"
"No," he said simply. "Maybe I just wanna stand out here."
"Oh God! Come ON! If you're late, Professor McGonagall's going to give us both a week of detention!" He still continued to lean against the wall, his arms crossed across his chest. Frustrated, she pulled out her wand. Before she could aim it at him and MAKE him move, her wand was grabbed out of her hand. She looked up in surprise and saw Draco standing there, smiling smugly at her. There was a chime, signaling it was 7 o'clock.
"Look Weasley," he said softly. "It's 7 o'clock."
He bent down so fast and met her lips she didn't have time to react. In surprise, she didn't pull away. A burning sensation started in her lips, where he had his mouth. She felt his tongue caress her lower lip lightly. So light, that she thought she was imagining it. The burning sensation spread to her head, making her feel light headed and dreamy.
She pulled away. His kiss had awaken something only Harry had done. No! she cried inside. She backed away in confusion and fear. She touched her bottom lip, she could still feel his lips on hers. . .
"W-what. . " she stammered.
"Come on, Weasley," he breathed. "Don't tell me you didn' t like that. I can tell when a girl likes it. And you definitely liked it."
"No," she turned her head away and walked into the class room. Professor McGonagall was at her desk. Ginny looked up at her in surprise. "Professor? I didn't see you come in."
"Why of course you wouldn't. My chamber is connected to this room, so I can enter through a door in the wall," she peered at her from above her glasses. "You're late Miss Weasley. A week of detention for both you and Mr. Malfoy," Professor McGonagall looked past Ginny at Draco who had just walked in. "You two will be dusting and working in the library. I daresay, you two will get about half of it done by the end of the week."
Ginny groaned inwardly and followed Professor McGonagall out of the room, glaring at Draco as she passed him. She heard or rather felt his footsteps behind her. Professor McGonagall opened the library door.
"If you work fast enough," she said. "Your detention time will be decreased. I'll be in my room if there is anything you need."
"Wait!" Ginny cried. "You're not leaving me with HIM are you?"
"Miss Weasley, if he does any foolishness, I'll be SURE that he's severely punished. Understand?" she asked sharply. "There's some cleaning solution that Madame Pince put on the table for you."
Ginny watched Professor McGonagall walk out the library door. She picked up the first bottle of cleaning solution and a cloth and started taking the books off the shelves and cleaning it. It'd take my whole life time to clean all this! she thought. She looked around at the humongous library.
"You keep denying whatever you feel when I kiss you," Draco said beside her, taking down books.
"Leave me alone," Ginny snapped. She was still scared of what she had felt when he had kissed her. After all, he WAS Harry's enemy ever since the first time they had met on the train. What would the Gryffindors think if one of their kind went out with a Slytherin? Ginny shooed the thought out of her head. Of course you're not going to go out with him, she told herself sternly. You love HARRY not HIM.
Lost in her thoughts, she didn't see Draco slip behind her until she felt him wrap his arm around her waist and pull her towards his muscular body. She tried to squirm and loosen his hold, but it was useless.
"Let go of me!" she hissed, scared at the physical contact with him.
"Come on Weasley," he whispered in her ear. His breath tickled her ear and sent a shiver down her spine. She tried to break loose. "Don't try to resist me. Don't tell me you don't want this," he started kissing the lower part of her ear.
Ginny was in a panic now. She didn't want to scream, because the whole school would know the scene between her and Draco in the library and Harry would get wind of it and. . . She gulped. She would either try to break loose or wait for him to get done teasing her and annoying her. Since he was much stronger than she was, she didn't have no choice but to let him continue to kiss her.
She felt her face burning as he trailed kisses down her neck. Each time his lips came in contact with her skin, she felt like fainting. How come I'm starting to feel like this? she wondered, shivering when he softly bit her ear lobe.
"Please stop it," her voice shook slightly.
"No," he whispered.
"Please," her voice still shook. "I love Harry, not you."
"We can change that, can't we?" his words felt like the end of the world for her. He spun her around and kissed her. He was holding her body tight to his, so that she could feel his hard and muscular stomach through his robes. The same burning sensation started again, spreading to the rest of her body like liquid fire.
"Oh God," she said as his lips parted from hers. She swayed slightly as he let go of her. He had some what of a triumpant grin on his face. She thought he was going to say something, but he simply picked up his cloth that he had dropped and continued to clean the books, as if nothing had happened.
Ginny stood there, watching him. "I don't understand you," she said.
Draco continued to clean the books, without looking at her, he said: "But I understand you," he said.
"You don't understand anything about me!" she snapped as she picked up her cloth. "If you did, you wouldn't be trying to do this to me!"
He turned to look at her, his gray eyes glittering in the candle light. "Do what? Make you see that you love me, not Harry?"
"I don't love you. I love Harry," she said quietly.
"We'll see," his voice carried a threat that Ginny couldn't make out.
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