Maidens and Dragons
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns everything except for the plot, so if this story sucks, blame her.
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Chapter 10: Roomies
"Draco!" Ginny called from her bedroom. She had been living with him for a few months now, and everything was perfect. She had her own bedroom, and Draco's was across the hall. They were going to share a room, but decided against it. Ever since Ginny had moved in, they had made a deal not to have sex. Draco and Ginny knew that they weren't ready for a baby. In the rest of their house they had a decent kitchen, and a beautiful living room. The only problem was that neither of them were organized.
"Yeah?" Draco called back. He was in the kitchen fixing breakfast.
"Have you seen my white blouse?" Ginny asked, walking into the kitchen in black pants and a purple bra.
"No." Draco said, trying not to stare at Ginny's breasts.
"Well I have an interview today, and it's my only dress shirt." Ginny said, walking up behind Draco and wrapping her arms around him.
"What's the interview for?" He asked, putting down his spatula and turning around to face Ginny.
"It's for a journalism job. It's with the only newspaper I haven't been turned down from." She said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "They don't really like people who don't finish school."
"What time is the interview at?" Draco asked, pulling Ginny close to him.
"Ten thirty." She said, twirling his hair around her finger.
"It's ten forty five." Draco said, looking at a clock.
"Shit!" Ginny said, looking at the same clock and then running to her room. "Don't you have work today?" she called from her room.
"No, I have weekends off, remember?" Draco called back. He was a premed. At Hogwarts, the first four years are considered high school years in the muggle world. The last three are like college.
"Bye sweetie, I'll see you in a few hours." Ginny said, running out of her room to give Draco a kiss.
"Didn't find your blouse huh?" Draco said, looking at Ginny's red tank top.
"Bite me." Ginny said, putting her hair in a messy bun, and securing it with a pencil.
"Love you too." Draco called as Ginny ran out the front door.
Less then two hours later, Draco heard the front door close.
"How was the interview?" He called, putting down his book. Ginny sat down on the couch next to him, and put down her cup of coffee.
"It sucked." She said, letting her hair down. "They hated me." She said with a smile.
"And you're happy why?" Draco asked.
"Because when I was leaving that interview, I accidentally knocked someone over." She said with a grin.
"And you enjoy hurting people?" he asked with a confused look on his face.
"Well the person I knocked over turned out to be the editor for a magazine. She said that she liked my look, and I gave her my résumé."
"And.?"
"And I start next week." Ginny said, overcome with joy.
"That's great!" Draco said, hugging her.
"I know! I get to write articles and all that crap!" she said, a huge grin on her face.
"Sweet." Draco said, loving how happy Ginny was. "What are we doing tonight?"
"Well, I figured I could cook us dinner. We could watch a movie, hang out." She said. "Oh, and Ron and Hermione are coming over." She said under her breath. "So! What do you want for dinner?"
"Wait." Draco said, not believing his ears. "Your brother and his girlfriend are coming here?"
"And Harry." Ginny said, giving him the 'I'm sorry' face.
"Oh my God, Gin. Do you want me to die?"
"What do you mean?"
"Your brother must hate me, more then usual I mean. You moved to a different country because of me. And you dropped out of school."
"Oh yeah. I forgot about that." Ginny said with regret.
"Do you know how mad he's going to be. I'm a dead man!" Draco said, starting to pace.
"I'll talk to him, okay?" Ginny said, touching Draco's arm to make him stop walking.
"Alright." Draco said, pulling Ginny close to him, "But if Ron kills me, then it's all your fault. Are there any other things you conveniently forgot to mention?"
"No, I promise." Ginny whispered, kissing Draco. She sank down onto the couch, and he followed, their lips not parting the whole time. Ginny laid down, and Draco laid ontop of her, running his hands up under her shirt. He was just about to unhook her bra when.
"Oh my God." Came Hermione's voice, after a little pop.
There was another pop and, before Ginny and Draco noticed, Ron screamed, "Get the hell off my little sister!"
Draco could feel Ginny gasp in his mouth. He jumped up off of the couch, and straightened his shirt, acting like nothing happened.
"Ginny, what the hell are you doing?!" Ron screamed.
"Hi Ron." Ginny said, sitting up and smoothing her hair. There was another pop, and Harry appeared.
Harry looked from Ginny to Draco and said, "Uh-oh. Were they.?"
"Yep." Hermione said.
"Hi Harry. Hermione." Ginny said pleasantly, straightening her shirt and fixing her bra strap.
"What the hell were you doing?" Ron repeated, his face growing red. Ginny had a helpless look on her face as she was standing there, trying to think of something to say.
Draco, feeling bad for his girlfriend, said, "Oh come on Weasley, it's not like you and Granger don't snog." Ginny gave him a your-not-helping look.
"But she's my baby sister, and you're a Malfoy." Ron said in disgust.
"She's not a baby, Weasley. She's sixteen years old." Draco said.
"No, she's fifteen." Ron shot back.
"I'm sixteen in a month Ron." Ginny said. It suddenly hit Draco, Ginny was barely sixteen and she had already moved out of the house. Draco had never paid much attention to her age, she acted so mature. He kept forgetting that she was a year younger then him.
"Can we please discuss something else?" Hermione said, feeling uncomfortable. Draco and Ron shot each other death stares, but remained silent. "I love your flat Gin."
"Thanks, I heard you and Ron got one too." Ginny said.
"Yeah." Hermione said, blushing. "You should come see it sometime."
"That'd be great!" Ginny said with a huge grin. She took Draco's wrist and looked at his watch. "I should probably start dinner."
"Do you need any help?" Hermione asked.
"Sure." Ginny said as she lead Hermione to the kitchen. Draco looked helplessly at Ginny, silently begging her not to leave the room, But she ignored him. The two girls went to the kitchen, leaving Harry, Ron, and Draco alone.
"So." Harry said, failing to start a conversation.
"Do you really love her?" Ron asked Draco.
"What?" Draco asked, confused by Ron's forwardness.
"Do you really love my sister?" Ron asked again, then added, "Or are you just trying to ruin her life?"
"Yes, I love her. Not that it's any of your business." Draco said.
"I don't believe you." Ron said, eyeing Draco.
"You don't have too." He said smartly. Ron increased his hatful glare. "Personally, I don't care what you think. But Ginny does, so stop being such a jackass and let her live."
Harry tried to hold his friend back, but Ron just shrugged him off.
"Shut the fuck up, okay? Because you have no idea what you're talking about." Ron said through gritted teeth, taking a threatening step toward Draco.
"I know exactly what I'm talking about." Draco said, not backing down. "Ginny always tells me how much she loves her family. You don't know how hard it was for her to leave home."
"Yeah, but she did." Ron interrupted. "And it's all your fault."
"I didn't force Ginny to do anything, she figured it out on her own. She's not stupid Ron, alright? She knows what she's getting herself into."
"Do you have any idea why I'm so protective over her?" Ron asked in an almost shaky voice.
"Because you're a fucking git?" Draco said sarcastically.
"Because she's only fifteen years old, Malfoy. Ginny's never had a real boyfriend. She's innocent and naive. I've tried my whole life to protect her from people like you."
"People like me?" Draco asked, daring Ron to answer.
"People who take advantage of girls like Ginny. You tell her you love her, get what you want, and then break her heart. It's just a game to you."
"Hey, I'm not like that, alright?" Draco said, taking a step toward Ron.
"Bull shit. You're a Slytherin." Ron said.
"We're not in Hogwarts anymore, Weasley. Things change."
"Yeah, but people don't." Ron said harshly.
"Dinner's ready." Ginny said happily as she walked into the living room. Her smile faded when she saw Draco and Ron. They were standing dangerously close, and both had hate in their eyes. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, yep, everything's fine." Harry said, looking very nervous. "Come on Gin, let's go to dinner." He said, leading Ginny to the kitchen.
Dinner went smoothly. Draco didn't say a word, but the conversation was pleasant. When everyone left, Draco took a shower. He had been thinking about something for awhile, and decided to talk to Ginny about it. He found her in her room, reading.
"Gin? Can I talk to you?" Draco asked from the doorway. Ginny looked up from her book and smiled.
"Sure." She said, putting her book down.
Draco sat next to Ginny on her bed and sighed.
"I've been thinking about it, and I think it would be better if you moved back in with your parents and started school again." Draco said, trying hard to sound convincing.
"But I thought you loved me." Ginny said in disbelief.
"I do. But. Gin, you're fifteen."
"You're dumping me because I'm too young?" Ginny said in a confused voice. "But I'm only a year younger then you Draco. This didn't bother you before."
"Yes it did." Draco lied. "I just tried to convince myself that it wasn't a big deal."
"Because it isn't!"
"Yes it is Gin. You're so young, and I don't want to hurt you."
"But you weren't! I'm old enough to know what I want Draco. And I want you."
"You don't know what you want." Draco said dismissively.
"Yes I do!"
"No, you don't." he said forcefully. "It'll be like this with every guy, Gin. But the feeling fades."
"I'm young Draco, but I'm not stupid. I know what this feeling is, it's love."
"No it's not. It's lust Gin. You'll have it with all of your boyfriends."
"It's love, and I know it. It's that indescribable feeling you get, just by hearing that person's name. It isn't the light headedness you get when you kiss them, or see their face. It's the feeling that you get in your heart when you have a conversation with them. It's the fullness you can't feel with anyone else. It's not the buzz of energy you get when you touch them. It's that uplifting feeling you get when they call you, just to remind you that they love you and care about you. That's love Draco. That's what I feel with you."
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A/N: Is that what love feels like? I wouldn't know, sadly I've never been in love. So REVIEW and tell me if I'm completely off or not!
!!!!!!!!!!!REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Flames will be used to burn my bra. I'm a feminist, god damn it. (
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns everything except for the plot, so if this story sucks, blame her.
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Chapter 10: Roomies
"Draco!" Ginny called from her bedroom. She had been living with him for a few months now, and everything was perfect. She had her own bedroom, and Draco's was across the hall. They were going to share a room, but decided against it. Ever since Ginny had moved in, they had made a deal not to have sex. Draco and Ginny knew that they weren't ready for a baby. In the rest of their house they had a decent kitchen, and a beautiful living room. The only problem was that neither of them were organized.
"Yeah?" Draco called back. He was in the kitchen fixing breakfast.
"Have you seen my white blouse?" Ginny asked, walking into the kitchen in black pants and a purple bra.
"No." Draco said, trying not to stare at Ginny's breasts.
"Well I have an interview today, and it's my only dress shirt." Ginny said, walking up behind Draco and wrapping her arms around him.
"What's the interview for?" He asked, putting down his spatula and turning around to face Ginny.
"It's for a journalism job. It's with the only newspaper I haven't been turned down from." She said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "They don't really like people who don't finish school."
"What time is the interview at?" Draco asked, pulling Ginny close to him.
"Ten thirty." She said, twirling his hair around her finger.
"It's ten forty five." Draco said, looking at a clock.
"Shit!" Ginny said, looking at the same clock and then running to her room. "Don't you have work today?" she called from her room.
"No, I have weekends off, remember?" Draco called back. He was a premed. At Hogwarts, the first four years are considered high school years in the muggle world. The last three are like college.
"Bye sweetie, I'll see you in a few hours." Ginny said, running out of her room to give Draco a kiss.
"Didn't find your blouse huh?" Draco said, looking at Ginny's red tank top.
"Bite me." Ginny said, putting her hair in a messy bun, and securing it with a pencil.
"Love you too." Draco called as Ginny ran out the front door.
Less then two hours later, Draco heard the front door close.
"How was the interview?" He called, putting down his book. Ginny sat down on the couch next to him, and put down her cup of coffee.
"It sucked." She said, letting her hair down. "They hated me." She said with a smile.
"And you're happy why?" Draco asked.
"Because when I was leaving that interview, I accidentally knocked someone over." She said with a grin.
"And you enjoy hurting people?" he asked with a confused look on his face.
"Well the person I knocked over turned out to be the editor for a magazine. She said that she liked my look, and I gave her my résumé."
"And.?"
"And I start next week." Ginny said, overcome with joy.
"That's great!" Draco said, hugging her.
"I know! I get to write articles and all that crap!" she said, a huge grin on her face.
"Sweet." Draco said, loving how happy Ginny was. "What are we doing tonight?"
"Well, I figured I could cook us dinner. We could watch a movie, hang out." She said. "Oh, and Ron and Hermione are coming over." She said under her breath. "So! What do you want for dinner?"
"Wait." Draco said, not believing his ears. "Your brother and his girlfriend are coming here?"
"And Harry." Ginny said, giving him the 'I'm sorry' face.
"Oh my God, Gin. Do you want me to die?"
"What do you mean?"
"Your brother must hate me, more then usual I mean. You moved to a different country because of me. And you dropped out of school."
"Oh yeah. I forgot about that." Ginny said with regret.
"Do you know how mad he's going to be. I'm a dead man!" Draco said, starting to pace.
"I'll talk to him, okay?" Ginny said, touching Draco's arm to make him stop walking.
"Alright." Draco said, pulling Ginny close to him, "But if Ron kills me, then it's all your fault. Are there any other things you conveniently forgot to mention?"
"No, I promise." Ginny whispered, kissing Draco. She sank down onto the couch, and he followed, their lips not parting the whole time. Ginny laid down, and Draco laid ontop of her, running his hands up under her shirt. He was just about to unhook her bra when.
"Oh my God." Came Hermione's voice, after a little pop.
There was another pop and, before Ginny and Draco noticed, Ron screamed, "Get the hell off my little sister!"
Draco could feel Ginny gasp in his mouth. He jumped up off of the couch, and straightened his shirt, acting like nothing happened.
"Ginny, what the hell are you doing?!" Ron screamed.
"Hi Ron." Ginny said, sitting up and smoothing her hair. There was another pop, and Harry appeared.
Harry looked from Ginny to Draco and said, "Uh-oh. Were they.?"
"Yep." Hermione said.
"Hi Harry. Hermione." Ginny said pleasantly, straightening her shirt and fixing her bra strap.
"What the hell were you doing?" Ron repeated, his face growing red. Ginny had a helpless look on her face as she was standing there, trying to think of something to say.
Draco, feeling bad for his girlfriend, said, "Oh come on Weasley, it's not like you and Granger don't snog." Ginny gave him a your-not-helping look.
"But she's my baby sister, and you're a Malfoy." Ron said in disgust.
"She's not a baby, Weasley. She's sixteen years old." Draco said.
"No, she's fifteen." Ron shot back.
"I'm sixteen in a month Ron." Ginny said. It suddenly hit Draco, Ginny was barely sixteen and she had already moved out of the house. Draco had never paid much attention to her age, she acted so mature. He kept forgetting that she was a year younger then him.
"Can we please discuss something else?" Hermione said, feeling uncomfortable. Draco and Ron shot each other death stares, but remained silent. "I love your flat Gin."
"Thanks, I heard you and Ron got one too." Ginny said.
"Yeah." Hermione said, blushing. "You should come see it sometime."
"That'd be great!" Ginny said with a huge grin. She took Draco's wrist and looked at his watch. "I should probably start dinner."
"Do you need any help?" Hermione asked.
"Sure." Ginny said as she lead Hermione to the kitchen. Draco looked helplessly at Ginny, silently begging her not to leave the room, But she ignored him. The two girls went to the kitchen, leaving Harry, Ron, and Draco alone.
"So." Harry said, failing to start a conversation.
"Do you really love her?" Ron asked Draco.
"What?" Draco asked, confused by Ron's forwardness.
"Do you really love my sister?" Ron asked again, then added, "Or are you just trying to ruin her life?"
"Yes, I love her. Not that it's any of your business." Draco said.
"I don't believe you." Ron said, eyeing Draco.
"You don't have too." He said smartly. Ron increased his hatful glare. "Personally, I don't care what you think. But Ginny does, so stop being such a jackass and let her live."
Harry tried to hold his friend back, but Ron just shrugged him off.
"Shut the fuck up, okay? Because you have no idea what you're talking about." Ron said through gritted teeth, taking a threatening step toward Draco.
"I know exactly what I'm talking about." Draco said, not backing down. "Ginny always tells me how much she loves her family. You don't know how hard it was for her to leave home."
"Yeah, but she did." Ron interrupted. "And it's all your fault."
"I didn't force Ginny to do anything, she figured it out on her own. She's not stupid Ron, alright? She knows what she's getting herself into."
"Do you have any idea why I'm so protective over her?" Ron asked in an almost shaky voice.
"Because you're a fucking git?" Draco said sarcastically.
"Because she's only fifteen years old, Malfoy. Ginny's never had a real boyfriend. She's innocent and naive. I've tried my whole life to protect her from people like you."
"People like me?" Draco asked, daring Ron to answer.
"People who take advantage of girls like Ginny. You tell her you love her, get what you want, and then break her heart. It's just a game to you."
"Hey, I'm not like that, alright?" Draco said, taking a step toward Ron.
"Bull shit. You're a Slytherin." Ron said.
"We're not in Hogwarts anymore, Weasley. Things change."
"Yeah, but people don't." Ron said harshly.
"Dinner's ready." Ginny said happily as she walked into the living room. Her smile faded when she saw Draco and Ron. They were standing dangerously close, and both had hate in their eyes. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, yep, everything's fine." Harry said, looking very nervous. "Come on Gin, let's go to dinner." He said, leading Ginny to the kitchen.
Dinner went smoothly. Draco didn't say a word, but the conversation was pleasant. When everyone left, Draco took a shower. He had been thinking about something for awhile, and decided to talk to Ginny about it. He found her in her room, reading.
"Gin? Can I talk to you?" Draco asked from the doorway. Ginny looked up from her book and smiled.
"Sure." She said, putting her book down.
Draco sat next to Ginny on her bed and sighed.
"I've been thinking about it, and I think it would be better if you moved back in with your parents and started school again." Draco said, trying hard to sound convincing.
"But I thought you loved me." Ginny said in disbelief.
"I do. But. Gin, you're fifteen."
"You're dumping me because I'm too young?" Ginny said in a confused voice. "But I'm only a year younger then you Draco. This didn't bother you before."
"Yes it did." Draco lied. "I just tried to convince myself that it wasn't a big deal."
"Because it isn't!"
"Yes it is Gin. You're so young, and I don't want to hurt you."
"But you weren't! I'm old enough to know what I want Draco. And I want you."
"You don't know what you want." Draco said dismissively.
"Yes I do!"
"No, you don't." he said forcefully. "It'll be like this with every guy, Gin. But the feeling fades."
"I'm young Draco, but I'm not stupid. I know what this feeling is, it's love."
"No it's not. It's lust Gin. You'll have it with all of your boyfriends."
"It's love, and I know it. It's that indescribable feeling you get, just by hearing that person's name. It isn't the light headedness you get when you kiss them, or see their face. It's the feeling that you get in your heart when you have a conversation with them. It's the fullness you can't feel with anyone else. It's not the buzz of energy you get when you touch them. It's that uplifting feeling you get when they call you, just to remind you that they love you and care about you. That's love Draco. That's what I feel with you."
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A/N: Is that what love feels like? I wouldn't know, sadly I've never been in love. So REVIEW and tell me if I'm completely off or not!
!!!!!!!!!!!REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Flames will be used to burn my bra. I'm a feminist, god damn it. (
