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Chapter 8: Harsh Light of Day
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When Ginny woke up the next morning, she was alone in Draco's bed. For a second she worried that he had left her, but as she got out of bed, she could hear someone moving outside. She borrowed one of Draco's shirts, and headed towards the kitchen, and the smell of fresh coffee. Draco was sitting on a barstool by the counter, sipping a cup of coffee.
As Draco looked up to see Gina Weston exiting his bedroom, dressed in one of his silk shirts and nothing else, he felt a funny sense of familiarity, as if this was the way things were supposed to be. His shirt reached almost down to her knees, and without any makeup and her hair a fiery mess, she looked very young and innocent. Draco suppressed a smile at that thought. Well, maybe not innocent, per say.
"Good morning," Gina blushed, and was clearly uncomfortable standing in his apartment the morning after.
Draco lifted the coffee pot signaling if she wanted a cup, she nodded shyly and padded toward him. As she came within reach he grabbed her with a firm grip around her waist and pulled her in between his legs. "Good morning to you, too," he whispered as he pressed his lips against hers.
The kiss that had started out as a morning greeting quickly evolved into a passionate battle between their tongues. Draco lifted Gina up on the counter and moved so that he now was between her legs, pushing his shirt from her shoulders and baring her lush body to his gaze as he mumbled his intentions in her ear.
Ginny felt a shiver down her spine as Draco's lips traveled from her ear down her throat, nipping gently on her collarbone before continuing on its path down to her breasts. As she moaned and arched against him, she felt a flutter of uncertainty. She knew she was in trouble, disregarding her mission and probably exposing CIA's ongoing investigation, but that emotion was quickly squished by the overwhelming lust Draco's caresses were igniting from her body.
As their mid-morning tryst continued, nether of them heard the bell-like sound signaling that someone was about to apparate into the apartment. That was the reason why Draco's visitor that Sunday morning was greeted with a very interesting tableau.
Ginny's back was bared, as Draco had pushed the shirt down from her shoulders to pool on the counter, while Draco's pants were open, and he was buried deep between her milky thighs.
"Err, is this a bad time?"
Both Ginny and Draco's heads whipped towards the owner of the cool, but clearly amused voice. Ginny managed to quell her shriek of embarrassment, and instead she blushed furiously as she gathered Draco's shirt around her and quickly made her way back to the bedroom.
"Damn it, Severus!" Draco sighed. "You really have piss-awful timing."
Severus Snape simply smirked at his former protégé. Draco had a valid point. This was not the first time he had disturbed the younger man in the middle of...things. However, after Draco's relationship with his former girlfriend had come to an end six months ago, there had not been another woman in his life - well, not that Severus knew of, anyway.
"Well, if you didn't hear the warning-bell, I can hardly be blamed, now can I?"
Draco shrugged sheepishly, "I was busy."
"Yes, well. As important as you might find the charms Miss Weasley possesses, I'm sure we can find things of greater importance to discuss."
"What did you say?" Draco was sure he had misheard his friend.
"We have things of greater..."
"No! About the girl." He interrupted.
"Who? Virginia Weasley?"
"Well, I'll be damned." Draco muttered.
All those little pieces clicked together. Why she had felt so familiar, why Hermione had seemed to recognize her - Gina Weston was in fact Ginny Weasley. Back in his schooldays, Draco had never paid too much attention to Ron's little sister, but even if she was familiar to an extent, she had certainly changed, in his opinion: for the better.
Severus cleared his throat. "The reason I'm here is because that wretched Thomas hag at CIA has apparently sent someone new after you. The damn woman just won't leave you alone."
"Really", there was a dark amusement to Draco's voice, "I wonder who that might be."
Severus looked at the younger man's stony expression and then he too managed to connect the dots.
"Oh bugger, did you know?"
Draco shrugged. "I caught her in my office last night."
"But then, why would you bring her here?"
Draco shuffled his feet, and there was a faint but unmistakable blush in his cheeks as he muttered something about red wine and celebrating.
Snape was confused for a second before realizing the truth. Of course; Draco hadn't reported the girl because he fancied her - not that the young slytherin would admit it, but to him it was clear as day.
"So what are you going to do about her?"
Draco gave a rakish grin.
"Oh, I'll think of something."
The meaning was clear; Draco would most likely continue the activities that Severus had interrupted.
"I'll talk to you later."
Severus nodded, figuring he should leave the young lovers and apparate back to his wife. In her final trimester, Hermione was still able to participate in the more...libidinous aspects of married life. At that thought, a wolfish grin graced the former surly potions master's face. Draco smirked knowingly as his friend prepared to apparate back to Hogsmeade.
"Give Hermione my regards - if you are not too occupied, that is."
Severus gave his former pupil a good natured grin before disappearing with a slight "pop".
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When Draco entered the bedroom, Ginny was trying to get dressed.
"Leaving so soon?" He questioned.
She spun around to face him.
"Err, yes. I should get back to my place and err. do something."
Draco smiled at her nervous stutter.
"But Virginia darling, we have so much to discuss."
At his mention of the name she thought was buried in the past, Ginny turned so fast that she lost her balance and stumbled. Draco caught her by her shoulder and pulled her close to his chest.
He lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered in a tone that made her shiver: "Naughty girl, Virginia. Keeping secrets are we?"
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Chapter 8: Harsh Light of Day
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When Ginny woke up the next morning, she was alone in Draco's bed. For a second she worried that he had left her, but as she got out of bed, she could hear someone moving outside. She borrowed one of Draco's shirts, and headed towards the kitchen, and the smell of fresh coffee. Draco was sitting on a barstool by the counter, sipping a cup of coffee.
As Draco looked up to see Gina Weston exiting his bedroom, dressed in one of his silk shirts and nothing else, he felt a funny sense of familiarity, as if this was the way things were supposed to be. His shirt reached almost down to her knees, and without any makeup and her hair a fiery mess, she looked very young and innocent. Draco suppressed a smile at that thought. Well, maybe not innocent, per say.
"Good morning," Gina blushed, and was clearly uncomfortable standing in his apartment the morning after.
Draco lifted the coffee pot signaling if she wanted a cup, she nodded shyly and padded toward him. As she came within reach he grabbed her with a firm grip around her waist and pulled her in between his legs. "Good morning to you, too," he whispered as he pressed his lips against hers.
The kiss that had started out as a morning greeting quickly evolved into a passionate battle between their tongues. Draco lifted Gina up on the counter and moved so that he now was between her legs, pushing his shirt from her shoulders and baring her lush body to his gaze as he mumbled his intentions in her ear.
Ginny felt a shiver down her spine as Draco's lips traveled from her ear down her throat, nipping gently on her collarbone before continuing on its path down to her breasts. As she moaned and arched against him, she felt a flutter of uncertainty. She knew she was in trouble, disregarding her mission and probably exposing CIA's ongoing investigation, but that emotion was quickly squished by the overwhelming lust Draco's caresses were igniting from her body.
As their mid-morning tryst continued, nether of them heard the bell-like sound signaling that someone was about to apparate into the apartment. That was the reason why Draco's visitor that Sunday morning was greeted with a very interesting tableau.
Ginny's back was bared, as Draco had pushed the shirt down from her shoulders to pool on the counter, while Draco's pants were open, and he was buried deep between her milky thighs.
"Err, is this a bad time?"
Both Ginny and Draco's heads whipped towards the owner of the cool, but clearly amused voice. Ginny managed to quell her shriek of embarrassment, and instead she blushed furiously as she gathered Draco's shirt around her and quickly made her way back to the bedroom.
"Damn it, Severus!" Draco sighed. "You really have piss-awful timing."
Severus Snape simply smirked at his former protégé. Draco had a valid point. This was not the first time he had disturbed the younger man in the middle of...things. However, after Draco's relationship with his former girlfriend had come to an end six months ago, there had not been another woman in his life - well, not that Severus knew of, anyway.
"Well, if you didn't hear the warning-bell, I can hardly be blamed, now can I?"
Draco shrugged sheepishly, "I was busy."
"Yes, well. As important as you might find the charms Miss Weasley possesses, I'm sure we can find things of greater importance to discuss."
"What did you say?" Draco was sure he had misheard his friend.
"We have things of greater..."
"No! About the girl." He interrupted.
"Who? Virginia Weasley?"
"Well, I'll be damned." Draco muttered.
All those little pieces clicked together. Why she had felt so familiar, why Hermione had seemed to recognize her - Gina Weston was in fact Ginny Weasley. Back in his schooldays, Draco had never paid too much attention to Ron's little sister, but even if she was familiar to an extent, she had certainly changed, in his opinion: for the better.
Severus cleared his throat. "The reason I'm here is because that wretched Thomas hag at CIA has apparently sent someone new after you. The damn woman just won't leave you alone."
"Really", there was a dark amusement to Draco's voice, "I wonder who that might be."
Severus looked at the younger man's stony expression and then he too managed to connect the dots.
"Oh bugger, did you know?"
Draco shrugged. "I caught her in my office last night."
"But then, why would you bring her here?"
Draco shuffled his feet, and there was a faint but unmistakable blush in his cheeks as he muttered something about red wine and celebrating.
Snape was confused for a second before realizing the truth. Of course; Draco hadn't reported the girl because he fancied her - not that the young slytherin would admit it, but to him it was clear as day.
"So what are you going to do about her?"
Draco gave a rakish grin.
"Oh, I'll think of something."
The meaning was clear; Draco would most likely continue the activities that Severus had interrupted.
"I'll talk to you later."
Severus nodded, figuring he should leave the young lovers and apparate back to his wife. In her final trimester, Hermione was still able to participate in the more...libidinous aspects of married life. At that thought, a wolfish grin graced the former surly potions master's face. Draco smirked knowingly as his friend prepared to apparate back to Hogsmeade.
"Give Hermione my regards - if you are not too occupied, that is."
Severus gave his former pupil a good natured grin before disappearing with a slight "pop".
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When Draco entered the bedroom, Ginny was trying to get dressed.
"Leaving so soon?" He questioned.
She spun around to face him.
"Err, yes. I should get back to my place and err. do something."
Draco smiled at her nervous stutter.
"But Virginia darling, we have so much to discuss."
At his mention of the name she thought was buried in the past, Ginny turned so fast that she lost her balance and stumbled. Draco caught her by her shoulder and pulled her close to his chest.
He lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered in a tone that made her shiver: "Naughty girl, Virginia. Keeping secrets are we?"
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