Title: When you say nothing at all.
Author: Ginny
Summary: Ginny has to tutor Draco and then some really neat things happen, then some sad things happen, and then some happy things happen.
Pairings: H/Hr, R/L, and of course G/D.
Time period: Summer before Draco's 7th year.
Spoilers: I don't think so.
Rating: PG-13
Date: 2/5/03
Okay Disclaimer Author note and Warnings in other chapters.
Disclaimer #2: I do not own the song, "How do you talk to an Angel," it's own by the person who has sung it and written it.
Thank you: To Beck! You are awesome girl!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!! Without you this story would have been one long run on sentence. I'm not kidding, girl you are the greatest!!! SO Mucho thanks girl!!! :o)
Thank you to all those who have already started to review, I can't believe I got so many good reviews already. I hope I can keep you guys intrigued. Thanks you guys!! You really know how to brighten my day! :o) And to tulzdavampslayer NO TOM IS MINE!! I mean the Tom in my story! Get your head out of the gutters people!!! :o)
Author warning: This is rated PG-15 because there is some smut in here. Ginny gets aggressive and Draco is bare chested. I don't know where this came from and this is my first time writing it so please be kind.
~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~
(MAKE SURE YOU READ MY WARNING FIRST BEFORE READING!!!)
September 22...
It was an early Friday morning and everyone was in the Great Hall before classes started, ready to eat breakfast.
Dumbledore stood up and said, "I would like to make an announcement before everyone eats." He paused for a moment to make sure he got everyone's attention. "This year on Halloween night we are going to have a Halloween Dance. Everyone is to have on a costume and every year is welcome to the party." Everyone cheered with joy. "Well, happy eating." He clapped his hands and food appeared on the table.
Everyone started to eat. Well, almost everyone. Ginny couldn't eat; she couldn't tear her eyes away from what she was seeing. Draco Malfoy with a dozen girls around him handing him gifts upon gifts. She stared at him for a long time, but never once did he look up to meet her glance.
"Probably having too much fun over there to even look up from it all," Ginny mumbled.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing, Hermione," Ginny sighed.
"Nothing, huh? Well, I think you've buttered that glass enough Ginny," she said and laughed.
"What?" Ginny looked down. She was indeed buttering her glass that she was drinking out of. She forced out a laugh and looked back up to the table across the hall.
Hermione looked up and followed her gaze and said, "Oh."
Lavender suddenly turned around and said, "What 'oh'?"
"There is no 'oh,' Lavender," Ginny explained to her.
Hermione told Lavender to look behind them and she did. When she saw what they saw she also said, "Oh."
"Guys, it's nothing, really," Ginny told them.
"That's what you always say," Hermione said to her.
"Because that's what it always is!" Ginny was getting just a little mad.
"What's nothing?" Harry looked up from his food and over at the girls.
Ginny sighed and said in a rude tone, "I was born in August... at 9:13 in the morning."
"What are you doing?" Harry was confused.
"Just some information for your book!" Ginny said, getting more upset.
Harry still looked quite confused. "Harry, she's just saying, quite rudely, that you don't need to know everything about her life."
"Yeah! Why can't you be more like Ron and ask nothing?!"
Ron looked up when he heard his name called out and saw Ginny stand up and leave the table. ""What did I do now?" Ron asked.
"Nothing, honey. Ginny just got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Lavender told him and kissed his cheek.
"Should we go after her?" Harry asked as he stood up.
Hermione looked behind her to see that Draco also saw Ginny stand up and leave, and he was pulling himself away from all the girls around him. She touched her boyfriend's arm and said, "No, just let her go. She needs some alone time."
Harry shrugged and went back to his eating.
Meanwhile at the Slytherin table...
Draco could feel Ginny's eyes on him, but he really couldn't bear to look up at her and meet them. He knew what it looked like at his table.
Draco did his best to try and look like he was enjoying all the attention he was getting from all the girls: his ex-girlfriends. Draco shook his head and mentally corrected himself--all his ex-lovers. He hated that word because he didn't love any of those girls; hell, he couldn't even stand half of them. But still the same, he smiled wickedly as he opened all his presents. Most were all very personal objects. He just wished that something would happen so that he could get away from everyone at his table.
Apparently his wish came true. He could hear someone yelling across the hall, and when he looked up, he saw Ginny yell at Harry and then storm off. He got up explained that he had to go grab something from his room before class and ran off before any of the girls could protest.
When Draco ran out of the Great Hall, he couldn't see Ginny. He ran his hand through his hair and let out a sigh as he ran down the hall to find her. He soon heard voices from down the hall, but they weren't of Virginia Weasley; they were of his two goons, Goyle and Crabbe. The two were huddled over someone, tormenting them. Draco thought it was some first year, so he decided to go help.
"Goyle! Crabbe!"
Meanwhile...
Ginny ran out of the Great Hall with tears daring to come out. She was now happy that she sent her present to his room, instead of giving it to him personally. She knew she couldn't compete with what those other girls, all his old girlfriends from the past, gave him.
She wasn't thinking straight and walked into two boys. She fell down to the ground with a quiet, "oofff!"
"Ha! Ha! Did the poor little Weasley fall down!?"
Ginny looked up and spat out, "Crabbe and Goyle, I should have known it was the two of you. Now get away from me!" She started to stand, but they pushed her back down.
Ginny didn't know what to do; she was stuck between a wall and two overweight goons. She tried to stand back up when again she was pushed down even harder, this time feeling a little pain.
Before she tried to just push them and run, she heard someone call out their names. "Goyle! Crabbe!"
The two turned around and saw Draco. "Ah, Draco!" Crabbe said. "We caught you something."
Draco mentally sighed; he just decided to play along. "Good," he smiled evilly. "Let's see." The two broke apart and revealed Ginny.
He smiled evilly and said, "Excellent, leave her to me."
"Yes sir!" Goyle said and the two went back into the Great Hall to eat some more.
Draco walked over to where Ginny was on the floor and helped her up. "We really need to stop meeting like this."
"What was I supposed to do? And besides, this is the first time that we met like this."
Draco loved her firey temper. He just smiled and said, "Temper, temper, Weasley. So, have you got a date for the Halloween dance?" Ginny shook her head. "Neither do I."
"I'm sure you can get one of your old girlfriends to go with you," she said with jealousy in her tone, and she walked away.
"Virginia, hang on a moment!" He grabbed her arm and stopped her. "I was actually going to say that maybe we should meet up there, you know, go as friends."
She smiled. She could tell he was nervous, "Why, Draco Malfoy, are you asking me to go to the dance with you?"
"No. Just as a single friend meeting up with a single friend, making believe we aren't so you don't get in trouble with your brother."
"Are you sure it isn't the other way around? So you won't get beaten up by all my brothers and Harry?" she said placing her arms across her chest.
"Ginny, I don't care what happens to me if someone finds out. I just..." he stopped in mid sentence and looked past her shoulder. "Who's that?" he asked.
Ginny turned around to see who it was and saw no one there. She turned back around and saw that Draco was no longer there. She laughed to herself and mocked him, "I don't care what happens to me."
"I don't." Ginny jumped and squeaked. "Thought I left you, huh?" he said and handed her a pink rose.
Ginny accepted it and smelled it. "I love roses."
"I know you do. So is that a 'yes'?"
"Sure."
Draco walked down the hall; he turned around and winked at her before he was lost in a swarm of kids as they ran out of the Great Hall.
After classes the same day, Draco ran to his room to avoid the girls swarming around him. He just wanted to go lie down on his bed and rest. Tonight he was going to meet with Ginny to study for Monday's test and he wanted to tell her something, but he wasn't really sure what, so he just wanted some quiet time. When he reached his room, he found presents upon presents all over his bed.
He sighed and went over to his bed. He read a few of the cards. He looked disgusted and threw them off his bed; some of them broke, some made noises, and others bounced. But on the bottom of them all there was a rather large, odd-shaped present.
He smiled, "Must be from Mum." He knew that she always sent him something special and fun for his birthday.
He sat on the bed and pulled the present into his lap. He opened the card and read it:
Dear Draco,
I really stink at trying to write birthday cards, so I am just going to say, Happy 17th birthday, and may you enjoy your day.
Your friend, Virginia.
He was shocked. What could Ginny have bought him that was this big and odd looking? His fingers twitched with want to open the package up, but he decided just to bring it with him that night to the study "date" and open it in front of her.
He smiled with happiness as he put the present gently on the floor, the card on the dresser beside his bed, and his head on his pillow thinking of one particular beautiful red head.
Later that night ...
There was a loud pounding on Draco's door.
"What?" he moaned out. The door opened and someone walked in. Draco was about to say something mean to the intruder, but he saw that it was Tom. "Oh, what's up Tom?" he asked.
"Nothing. You told me to make sure that you were gone by nine o'clock."
Draco sat straight up, "What time is it?!"
"8:58."
"Good, I still have time," he jumped out of bed, grabbed his present and his Invisibility Cloak and ran out the room thanking the little kid.
When Tom made sure that Draco was gone, he crept into the prefects' room, got into the really big, comfy bed, put his hands behind his head, and said, "Ah! Now this is the life."
Meanwhile...
Ginny was already in the tower waiting for Draco to arrive. She looked at her watch that she got for her birthday some years ago from Hermione. It had numbers on it instead of words telling her where everyone was.
"He's late." She got up and started to pace the room. She started wondering where he was. Did he get caught? Was he hurt? Then her head got a little carried away with her. What if he found some girl and he's making out with her in some dark corner, or worse yet, his
bedroom? What if he ditched her to be with one of his "girlfriends"? And if he did, what was she going to do?
Before she could think of another thing, she saw the door fly open and it slam shut.
She jumped and squeaked a little, but the person soon revealed himself.
"I love it when you squeak," Draco said with a smile.
"You're late." She didn't ask for a reason; she just made a statement.
"I fell asleep! . Tom had to wake me up."
"Was your day really that exhausting?"
"Running away from hundreds of girls, I call that exhausting."
"Oh please, you love it."
"Not really, there's only one girl I want chasing me." He didn't mean to say that part, but it just came out.
"Oh really?" Ginny smiled. "And who would that be?"
Draco decided to change the subject and lifted the present in the air. "Is this really from you?"
Ginny's eyes went wide. "You didn't open it yet?"
"No. I wanted you to be here when I opened it."
"Why?"
"So that you can see the expression on my face when I open it up."
"It's nothing much. I don't even know if you'll like it."
He looked up at her and smiled, "Anything from you, you know I'll like."
"Is that what you tell all the girls?"
"Nope, just you."
He sat down on the ground to open his present; Ginny kneeled beside him.
"Oh, and I'm not 17."
"You're not?"
"Nope, I'm 18."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Interesting."
Draco ripped his present up like a little kid and revealed a black box. "It's a box," he said teasingly.
"Open it, you idiot." Ginny laughed.
Draco smiled and slowly opened it up. Suddenly all silliness went away and all that was left was shock. He slowly removed the guitar from its case and gazed at it.
Draco wasn't saying anything, and Ginny was getting a little nervous. "Do you like it?" Draco opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Ginny thought she was ready to cry, "You don't like it do you? I knew I should have bought you something else."
Draco, still holding the guitar in his hand, grabbed her and hugged her. "Thank you," he said. "I think this is the best gift I have ever received." He gave her a kiss on the cheek. He released her to take another look at his gift. "Where did you get this? How did you get this?"
Ginny was smiling; he really did like it. She told him all about her adventure to "The Mall of London". When she finished her story he gave her a shocked look. Ginny smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't tell them about you playing the guitar. I feel special being the only person who knows."
Draco smiled. He just couldn't take his eyes off of his guitar. He ran his hands over it and said, "Is that really Bryan Adams' signature on it?"
"It sure is." Draco ran his hands over one last time before Ginny said, "Go on, give it a try. Try her out; let's see how it sounds."
"Virginia, is this one of your ways to make me sing another song?" He smiled and laughed.
Ginny smiled and said, "Yes, and if you want to, I can put a silencing charm on the room." She raised her wand.
Draco put his hand on her arm and pushed it back down, "There's no reason to do that." He stood up and put the guitar strap around his neck. "I would like to dedicate this song to a very special girl out in the audience tonight," he said. Ginny was laughing to see him pretending that he was actually Bryan Adams and singing at a concert. Who knew he had a little immature side to him? "You know who you are." He winked and started to play.
Ginny recognized the song almost immediately.
I see her voice
Inside my mind
I know her face by heart
Heaven and earth are moving in my soul
I don't know where to start
Tell me tell me the words to define
The way I feel about someone so fine.
How do you talk to an angel?
How do you hold her close to where you are?
How do you talk to an angel?
It's like tryin' to catch a falling star
At night I dream and she is there
And I can feel her in the air
Tell me tell me the words to define
The way I feel about someone so fine.
How do you talk to an angel?
How do you hold her close to where you are?
How do you talk to an angel?
It's like tryin' to catch a falling star.
As soon as he finished his song, Ginny started clapping and whistling.
Draco smiled and bowed. He took the guitar from around his neck and put it back into the black case. He walked over to Ginny and held her close and whispered into her ear, "Miracles happen in more ways then one."
Ginny pulled away and said, "You know, I was meaning to ask you what you meant by that."
"Ginny, this whole summer has been filled with miracles. You receiving your long-lost bracelet, me finding a friend, a Weasley and a Malfoy getting along, me not saying one mean thing to either Potter or your brother, and who would of ever guessed that I..." He so wanted to tell her that he liked her. He was hoping that if he said everything fast that it would just come right out, but it was stuck in his throat.
"You what?" Ginny asked softly.
"That I would ever... I mean that I did... I mean I do... I..." He laughed and said, "How *do* you talk to an angel?" And with that, he leaned down and kissed her.
Ginny wasn't expecting this to happen soon--or again for that matter--but she didn't care; she wanted this.
Draco felt her place her hands on his chest, and he grew sad thinking that she was going to push him away, but she didn't. She slowly ran her hands up his chest and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
Draco lost his footing and they both fell down.
Ginny heard him groan in pain as he landed on the floor with her on top of him. Ginny quickly pulled away and asked, "Are you okay?"
He wondered how she could still form coherent words. Wasn't he the one who was supposed to be in control? Wasn't he the more experienced one? He wondered this because all he could muster out was "uh-huh" and a nod of the head. As she smiled, he cupped her face with his hands and brought her back down for another kiss. Draco reached up further to pull the hair tie out of her hair to allow her soft, long hair to fall around them.
Draco's hands were itching to do more than what they were doing. He wanted to touch her everywhere. He wanted nothing more than to please her and make her happy, but he didn't really know how to ask her if that was all right. He didn't know how much further she wanted to go. He decided just to wait a little longer; maybe she'd show him an A-OK. A few moments later he got his sign.
Ginny couldn't stand it any longer. He was driving her crazy with want and all he was doing was running his fingers through her hair. She had to show him that it was okay to do more, that she *wanted* him to do more.
Ginny never knew where she got her boldness to do her task, but she grabbed his button-down shirt on either side and ripped it open. Buttons went flying everywhere, but neither one of them really cared. Ginny's hands were all over his chest. At one moment, her fingers were teasing his nipples and at the next they were playing with his bellybutton under the button on his pants. Draco groaned into her mouth and he could feel that his pants were getting tighter.
A side of him hoped to God that she didn't realize it. He was supposed to be the one in control! He felt her break away from the kiss, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a seductive smile on her face. Yup, she knew it, and she didn't seem to feel awkward about it.
He rolled them over so that she was now on her back and he was on top of her. He leaned down towards her ear and whispered, "My turn."
He went after her neck. Not wanting to leave any marks for her brother to find, he tried his hardest not to get too rough with her. He started kiss and lick at her neck and throat while his hands where at the hem of her shirt, slowly lifting it up. Ginny was on the ground moaning with pleasure and happily obliged to lifting her arms up so he could remove her shirt.
As soon as it was off, he threw it behind him and started kissing all the skin in sight. Ginny still wanted more. She nibbled him on top of his ear, and in a whisper, all she asked was, "Please."
Draco pulled away, gave her a genuine smile, and kissed her again. His one hand went up and cupped her breast and she groaned quite loudly, considering that his mouth was still over hers. His other hand snaked around her body to unhook her bra strap.
Draco didn't get the chance to do much more because they suddenly heard to voices call out, "GINNY!!!"
Ginny's eyes went wide when she saw her brother and Harry standing in the doorway of the tower. "Ron!"
Draco stood up and pulled Ginny with him, making sure that Ginny's partially naked body was hidden.
"What the bloody hell are you two doing?!" Ron screamed as Ginny pulled her shirt on from behind Draco.
"Ron, just calm down," Harry said to him.
"CALM DOWN? My sister and Malfoy! Oh God, I'll never get that image out of my head! What are you two doing together?!"
"Look, Ron," Ginny said, walking out from behind Draco, but Ron cut her off.
"Don't you 'Look Ron' me! How could you! He's your enemy!"
"Hey!" Draco screamed, but was ignored.
"How can you dirty yourself by touching trash like him?"
"Hey!" Draco was getting mad. He saw the look on Ginny's face as Ron was yelling at her.
"What are you doing? You know you're nothing to him, to this scum! Is that what you want? To sink that low to become one of his whores!?"
That was it; Draco couldn't believe this. He shoved Ron up against the wall so hard that he hit his head.
"What is your problem!?" Draco screamed at him. "She's your sister! You should be beating me up, not her!"
"Well, if that's..." Ron started to say, but Draco pushed him back.
"Shut up, Weasley! I'm not done!" he said shoving him harder into the wall. "Number one: I am NOT her enemy; I'm not even yours. I'm Potter's enemy, I just never liked you because you were one of his friends." Ron tried to get out of his grip again, but Draco pushed him back. "And don't ever, EVER call her a whore again, because she's not and never will be!"
"Why? Too poor and Weasley like?"
He so wanted to say because he wanted to do right by her, by going out with her, falling in love with her, the whole relationship thing, but he stayed with, "No, because she's pure, innocent, and way too good for the likes of me."
Harry stood there and watched Draco. In all seven years of his life at Hogwarts, he'd never seen Draco this upset. He could see in his eyes how upset he was.
Ginny placed a hand on his arm, and automatically Harry saw Draco calm right down. "Let him go."
Draco looked from Ron to Ginny and then back to Ron. "I swear, Weasel, if you say anything like that ever again, I won't hesitate to hit you," He let go of him. Draco went to pick up his guitar and covered it with his invisibility cloak, "By the way, Ginny and I were studying. Just like we have been all summer long."
Harry and Ron's mouths hung open.
"Night, Angel," he said to Ginny and smiled. "You owe me a new shirt," and he quickly left the tower.
Ron opened his mouth up to say something when Ginny said, "Don't even say it, Ron, don't even say it." And she left the tower.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Author: Ginny
Summary: Ginny has to tutor Draco and then some really neat things happen, then some sad things happen, and then some happy things happen.
Pairings: H/Hr, R/L, and of course G/D.
Time period: Summer before Draco's 7th year.
Spoilers: I don't think so.
Rating: PG-13
Date: 2/5/03
Okay Disclaimer Author note and Warnings in other chapters.
Disclaimer #2: I do not own the song, "How do you talk to an Angel," it's own by the person who has sung it and written it.
Thank you: To Beck! You are awesome girl!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!! Without you this story would have been one long run on sentence. I'm not kidding, girl you are the greatest!!! SO Mucho thanks girl!!! :o)
Thank you to all those who have already started to review, I can't believe I got so many good reviews already. I hope I can keep you guys intrigued. Thanks you guys!! You really know how to brighten my day! :o) And to tulzdavampslayer NO TOM IS MINE!! I mean the Tom in my story! Get your head out of the gutters people!!! :o)
Author warning: This is rated PG-15 because there is some smut in here. Ginny gets aggressive and Draco is bare chested. I don't know where this came from and this is my first time writing it so please be kind.
~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~
(MAKE SURE YOU READ MY WARNING FIRST BEFORE READING!!!)
September 22...
It was an early Friday morning and everyone was in the Great Hall before classes started, ready to eat breakfast.
Dumbledore stood up and said, "I would like to make an announcement before everyone eats." He paused for a moment to make sure he got everyone's attention. "This year on Halloween night we are going to have a Halloween Dance. Everyone is to have on a costume and every year is welcome to the party." Everyone cheered with joy. "Well, happy eating." He clapped his hands and food appeared on the table.
Everyone started to eat. Well, almost everyone. Ginny couldn't eat; she couldn't tear her eyes away from what she was seeing. Draco Malfoy with a dozen girls around him handing him gifts upon gifts. She stared at him for a long time, but never once did he look up to meet her glance.
"Probably having too much fun over there to even look up from it all," Ginny mumbled.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing, Hermione," Ginny sighed.
"Nothing, huh? Well, I think you've buttered that glass enough Ginny," she said and laughed.
"What?" Ginny looked down. She was indeed buttering her glass that she was drinking out of. She forced out a laugh and looked back up to the table across the hall.
Hermione looked up and followed her gaze and said, "Oh."
Lavender suddenly turned around and said, "What 'oh'?"
"There is no 'oh,' Lavender," Ginny explained to her.
Hermione told Lavender to look behind them and she did. When she saw what they saw she also said, "Oh."
"Guys, it's nothing, really," Ginny told them.
"That's what you always say," Hermione said to her.
"Because that's what it always is!" Ginny was getting just a little mad.
"What's nothing?" Harry looked up from his food and over at the girls.
Ginny sighed and said in a rude tone, "I was born in August... at 9:13 in the morning."
"What are you doing?" Harry was confused.
"Just some information for your book!" Ginny said, getting more upset.
Harry still looked quite confused. "Harry, she's just saying, quite rudely, that you don't need to know everything about her life."
"Yeah! Why can't you be more like Ron and ask nothing?!"
Ron looked up when he heard his name called out and saw Ginny stand up and leave the table. ""What did I do now?" Ron asked.
"Nothing, honey. Ginny just got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Lavender told him and kissed his cheek.
"Should we go after her?" Harry asked as he stood up.
Hermione looked behind her to see that Draco also saw Ginny stand up and leave, and he was pulling himself away from all the girls around him. She touched her boyfriend's arm and said, "No, just let her go. She needs some alone time."
Harry shrugged and went back to his eating.
Meanwhile at the Slytherin table...
Draco could feel Ginny's eyes on him, but he really couldn't bear to look up at her and meet them. He knew what it looked like at his table.
Draco did his best to try and look like he was enjoying all the attention he was getting from all the girls: his ex-girlfriends. Draco shook his head and mentally corrected himself--all his ex-lovers. He hated that word because he didn't love any of those girls; hell, he couldn't even stand half of them. But still the same, he smiled wickedly as he opened all his presents. Most were all very personal objects. He just wished that something would happen so that he could get away from everyone at his table.
Apparently his wish came true. He could hear someone yelling across the hall, and when he looked up, he saw Ginny yell at Harry and then storm off. He got up explained that he had to go grab something from his room before class and ran off before any of the girls could protest.
When Draco ran out of the Great Hall, he couldn't see Ginny. He ran his hand through his hair and let out a sigh as he ran down the hall to find her. He soon heard voices from down the hall, but they weren't of Virginia Weasley; they were of his two goons, Goyle and Crabbe. The two were huddled over someone, tormenting them. Draco thought it was some first year, so he decided to go help.
"Goyle! Crabbe!"
Meanwhile...
Ginny ran out of the Great Hall with tears daring to come out. She was now happy that she sent her present to his room, instead of giving it to him personally. She knew she couldn't compete with what those other girls, all his old girlfriends from the past, gave him.
She wasn't thinking straight and walked into two boys. She fell down to the ground with a quiet, "oofff!"
"Ha! Ha! Did the poor little Weasley fall down!?"
Ginny looked up and spat out, "Crabbe and Goyle, I should have known it was the two of you. Now get away from me!" She started to stand, but they pushed her back down.
Ginny didn't know what to do; she was stuck between a wall and two overweight goons. She tried to stand back up when again she was pushed down even harder, this time feeling a little pain.
Before she tried to just push them and run, she heard someone call out their names. "Goyle! Crabbe!"
The two turned around and saw Draco. "Ah, Draco!" Crabbe said. "We caught you something."
Draco mentally sighed; he just decided to play along. "Good," he smiled evilly. "Let's see." The two broke apart and revealed Ginny.
He smiled evilly and said, "Excellent, leave her to me."
"Yes sir!" Goyle said and the two went back into the Great Hall to eat some more.
Draco walked over to where Ginny was on the floor and helped her up. "We really need to stop meeting like this."
"What was I supposed to do? And besides, this is the first time that we met like this."
Draco loved her firey temper. He just smiled and said, "Temper, temper, Weasley. So, have you got a date for the Halloween dance?" Ginny shook her head. "Neither do I."
"I'm sure you can get one of your old girlfriends to go with you," she said with jealousy in her tone, and she walked away.
"Virginia, hang on a moment!" He grabbed her arm and stopped her. "I was actually going to say that maybe we should meet up there, you know, go as friends."
She smiled. She could tell he was nervous, "Why, Draco Malfoy, are you asking me to go to the dance with you?"
"No. Just as a single friend meeting up with a single friend, making believe we aren't so you don't get in trouble with your brother."
"Are you sure it isn't the other way around? So you won't get beaten up by all my brothers and Harry?" she said placing her arms across her chest.
"Ginny, I don't care what happens to me if someone finds out. I just..." he stopped in mid sentence and looked past her shoulder. "Who's that?" he asked.
Ginny turned around to see who it was and saw no one there. She turned back around and saw that Draco was no longer there. She laughed to herself and mocked him, "I don't care what happens to me."
"I don't." Ginny jumped and squeaked. "Thought I left you, huh?" he said and handed her a pink rose.
Ginny accepted it and smelled it. "I love roses."
"I know you do. So is that a 'yes'?"
"Sure."
Draco walked down the hall; he turned around and winked at her before he was lost in a swarm of kids as they ran out of the Great Hall.
After classes the same day, Draco ran to his room to avoid the girls swarming around him. He just wanted to go lie down on his bed and rest. Tonight he was going to meet with Ginny to study for Monday's test and he wanted to tell her something, but he wasn't really sure what, so he just wanted some quiet time. When he reached his room, he found presents upon presents all over his bed.
He sighed and went over to his bed. He read a few of the cards. He looked disgusted and threw them off his bed; some of them broke, some made noises, and others bounced. But on the bottom of them all there was a rather large, odd-shaped present.
He smiled, "Must be from Mum." He knew that she always sent him something special and fun for his birthday.
He sat on the bed and pulled the present into his lap. He opened the card and read it:
Dear Draco,
I really stink at trying to write birthday cards, so I am just going to say, Happy 17th birthday, and may you enjoy your day.
Your friend, Virginia.
He was shocked. What could Ginny have bought him that was this big and odd looking? His fingers twitched with want to open the package up, but he decided just to bring it with him that night to the study "date" and open it in front of her.
He smiled with happiness as he put the present gently on the floor, the card on the dresser beside his bed, and his head on his pillow thinking of one particular beautiful red head.
Later that night ...
There was a loud pounding on Draco's door.
"What?" he moaned out. The door opened and someone walked in. Draco was about to say something mean to the intruder, but he saw that it was Tom. "Oh, what's up Tom?" he asked.
"Nothing. You told me to make sure that you were gone by nine o'clock."
Draco sat straight up, "What time is it?!"
"8:58."
"Good, I still have time," he jumped out of bed, grabbed his present and his Invisibility Cloak and ran out the room thanking the little kid.
When Tom made sure that Draco was gone, he crept into the prefects' room, got into the really big, comfy bed, put his hands behind his head, and said, "Ah! Now this is the life."
Meanwhile...
Ginny was already in the tower waiting for Draco to arrive. She looked at her watch that she got for her birthday some years ago from Hermione. It had numbers on it instead of words telling her where everyone was.
"He's late." She got up and started to pace the room. She started wondering where he was. Did he get caught? Was he hurt? Then her head got a little carried away with her. What if he found some girl and he's making out with her in some dark corner, or worse yet, his
bedroom? What if he ditched her to be with one of his "girlfriends"? And if he did, what was she going to do?
Before she could think of another thing, she saw the door fly open and it slam shut.
She jumped and squeaked a little, but the person soon revealed himself.
"I love it when you squeak," Draco said with a smile.
"You're late." She didn't ask for a reason; she just made a statement.
"I fell asleep! . Tom had to wake me up."
"Was your day really that exhausting?"
"Running away from hundreds of girls, I call that exhausting."
"Oh please, you love it."
"Not really, there's only one girl I want chasing me." He didn't mean to say that part, but it just came out.
"Oh really?" Ginny smiled. "And who would that be?"
Draco decided to change the subject and lifted the present in the air. "Is this really from you?"
Ginny's eyes went wide. "You didn't open it yet?"
"No. I wanted you to be here when I opened it."
"Why?"
"So that you can see the expression on my face when I open it up."
"It's nothing much. I don't even know if you'll like it."
He looked up at her and smiled, "Anything from you, you know I'll like."
"Is that what you tell all the girls?"
"Nope, just you."
He sat down on the ground to open his present; Ginny kneeled beside him.
"Oh, and I'm not 17."
"You're not?"
"Nope, I'm 18."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Interesting."
Draco ripped his present up like a little kid and revealed a black box. "It's a box," he said teasingly.
"Open it, you idiot." Ginny laughed.
Draco smiled and slowly opened it up. Suddenly all silliness went away and all that was left was shock. He slowly removed the guitar from its case and gazed at it.
Draco wasn't saying anything, and Ginny was getting a little nervous. "Do you like it?" Draco opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Ginny thought she was ready to cry, "You don't like it do you? I knew I should have bought you something else."
Draco, still holding the guitar in his hand, grabbed her and hugged her. "Thank you," he said. "I think this is the best gift I have ever received." He gave her a kiss on the cheek. He released her to take another look at his gift. "Where did you get this? How did you get this?"
Ginny was smiling; he really did like it. She told him all about her adventure to "The Mall of London". When she finished her story he gave her a shocked look. Ginny smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't tell them about you playing the guitar. I feel special being the only person who knows."
Draco smiled. He just couldn't take his eyes off of his guitar. He ran his hands over it and said, "Is that really Bryan Adams' signature on it?"
"It sure is." Draco ran his hands over one last time before Ginny said, "Go on, give it a try. Try her out; let's see how it sounds."
"Virginia, is this one of your ways to make me sing another song?" He smiled and laughed.
Ginny smiled and said, "Yes, and if you want to, I can put a silencing charm on the room." She raised her wand.
Draco put his hand on her arm and pushed it back down, "There's no reason to do that." He stood up and put the guitar strap around his neck. "I would like to dedicate this song to a very special girl out in the audience tonight," he said. Ginny was laughing to see him pretending that he was actually Bryan Adams and singing at a concert. Who knew he had a little immature side to him? "You know who you are." He winked and started to play.
Ginny recognized the song almost immediately.
I see her voice
Inside my mind
I know her face by heart
Heaven and earth are moving in my soul
I don't know where to start
Tell me tell me the words to define
The way I feel about someone so fine.
How do you talk to an angel?
How do you hold her close to where you are?
How do you talk to an angel?
It's like tryin' to catch a falling star
At night I dream and she is there
And I can feel her in the air
Tell me tell me the words to define
The way I feel about someone so fine.
How do you talk to an angel?
How do you hold her close to where you are?
How do you talk to an angel?
It's like tryin' to catch a falling star.
As soon as he finished his song, Ginny started clapping and whistling.
Draco smiled and bowed. He took the guitar from around his neck and put it back into the black case. He walked over to Ginny and held her close and whispered into her ear, "Miracles happen in more ways then one."
Ginny pulled away and said, "You know, I was meaning to ask you what you meant by that."
"Ginny, this whole summer has been filled with miracles. You receiving your long-lost bracelet, me finding a friend, a Weasley and a Malfoy getting along, me not saying one mean thing to either Potter or your brother, and who would of ever guessed that I..." He so wanted to tell her that he liked her. He was hoping that if he said everything fast that it would just come right out, but it was stuck in his throat.
"You what?" Ginny asked softly.
"That I would ever... I mean that I did... I mean I do... I..." He laughed and said, "How *do* you talk to an angel?" And with that, he leaned down and kissed her.
Ginny wasn't expecting this to happen soon--or again for that matter--but she didn't care; she wanted this.
Draco felt her place her hands on his chest, and he grew sad thinking that she was going to push him away, but she didn't. She slowly ran her hands up his chest and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
Draco lost his footing and they both fell down.
Ginny heard him groan in pain as he landed on the floor with her on top of him. Ginny quickly pulled away and asked, "Are you okay?"
He wondered how she could still form coherent words. Wasn't he the one who was supposed to be in control? Wasn't he the more experienced one? He wondered this because all he could muster out was "uh-huh" and a nod of the head. As she smiled, he cupped her face with his hands and brought her back down for another kiss. Draco reached up further to pull the hair tie out of her hair to allow her soft, long hair to fall around them.
Draco's hands were itching to do more than what they were doing. He wanted to touch her everywhere. He wanted nothing more than to please her and make her happy, but he didn't really know how to ask her if that was all right. He didn't know how much further she wanted to go. He decided just to wait a little longer; maybe she'd show him an A-OK. A few moments later he got his sign.
Ginny couldn't stand it any longer. He was driving her crazy with want and all he was doing was running his fingers through her hair. She had to show him that it was okay to do more, that she *wanted* him to do more.
Ginny never knew where she got her boldness to do her task, but she grabbed his button-down shirt on either side and ripped it open. Buttons went flying everywhere, but neither one of them really cared. Ginny's hands were all over his chest. At one moment, her fingers were teasing his nipples and at the next they were playing with his bellybutton under the button on his pants. Draco groaned into her mouth and he could feel that his pants were getting tighter.
A side of him hoped to God that she didn't realize it. He was supposed to be the one in control! He felt her break away from the kiss, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a seductive smile on her face. Yup, she knew it, and she didn't seem to feel awkward about it.
He rolled them over so that she was now on her back and he was on top of her. He leaned down towards her ear and whispered, "My turn."
He went after her neck. Not wanting to leave any marks for her brother to find, he tried his hardest not to get too rough with her. He started kiss and lick at her neck and throat while his hands where at the hem of her shirt, slowly lifting it up. Ginny was on the ground moaning with pleasure and happily obliged to lifting her arms up so he could remove her shirt.
As soon as it was off, he threw it behind him and started kissing all the skin in sight. Ginny still wanted more. She nibbled him on top of his ear, and in a whisper, all she asked was, "Please."
Draco pulled away, gave her a genuine smile, and kissed her again. His one hand went up and cupped her breast and she groaned quite loudly, considering that his mouth was still over hers. His other hand snaked around her body to unhook her bra strap.
Draco didn't get the chance to do much more because they suddenly heard to voices call out, "GINNY!!!"
Ginny's eyes went wide when she saw her brother and Harry standing in the doorway of the tower. "Ron!"
Draco stood up and pulled Ginny with him, making sure that Ginny's partially naked body was hidden.
"What the bloody hell are you two doing?!" Ron screamed as Ginny pulled her shirt on from behind Draco.
"Ron, just calm down," Harry said to him.
"CALM DOWN? My sister and Malfoy! Oh God, I'll never get that image out of my head! What are you two doing together?!"
"Look, Ron," Ginny said, walking out from behind Draco, but Ron cut her off.
"Don't you 'Look Ron' me! How could you! He's your enemy!"
"Hey!" Draco screamed, but was ignored.
"How can you dirty yourself by touching trash like him?"
"Hey!" Draco was getting mad. He saw the look on Ginny's face as Ron was yelling at her.
"What are you doing? You know you're nothing to him, to this scum! Is that what you want? To sink that low to become one of his whores!?"
That was it; Draco couldn't believe this. He shoved Ron up against the wall so hard that he hit his head.
"What is your problem!?" Draco screamed at him. "She's your sister! You should be beating me up, not her!"
"Well, if that's..." Ron started to say, but Draco pushed him back.
"Shut up, Weasley! I'm not done!" he said shoving him harder into the wall. "Number one: I am NOT her enemy; I'm not even yours. I'm Potter's enemy, I just never liked you because you were one of his friends." Ron tried to get out of his grip again, but Draco pushed him back. "And don't ever, EVER call her a whore again, because she's not and never will be!"
"Why? Too poor and Weasley like?"
He so wanted to say because he wanted to do right by her, by going out with her, falling in love with her, the whole relationship thing, but he stayed with, "No, because she's pure, innocent, and way too good for the likes of me."
Harry stood there and watched Draco. In all seven years of his life at Hogwarts, he'd never seen Draco this upset. He could see in his eyes how upset he was.
Ginny placed a hand on his arm, and automatically Harry saw Draco calm right down. "Let him go."
Draco looked from Ron to Ginny and then back to Ron. "I swear, Weasel, if you say anything like that ever again, I won't hesitate to hit you," He let go of him. Draco went to pick up his guitar and covered it with his invisibility cloak, "By the way, Ginny and I were studying. Just like we have been all summer long."
Harry and Ron's mouths hung open.
"Night, Angel," he said to Ginny and smiled. "You owe me a new shirt," and he quickly left the tower.
Ron opened his mouth up to say something when Ginny said, "Don't even say it, Ron, don't even say it." And she left the tower.
TO BE CONTINUED...