The Seductress

Part VIII

The First Kiss

His room looked slightly different, somehow. Ginny observed it with eager eyes, trying to find anything, any evidence of wrongdoing. But it seemed the same. Yet, there was something strange in this room, something left behind. She could feel it. And that's when her eye caught on it. It was a simple, red ribbon, on the floor, and she picked it up, wandering her fingertips through the rich material. She sighed in the enriched smell of roses, and examined it closely.

"What is it, Ginny?" Draco's voice interrupted her rushing thoughts. Ginny looked back at him, her lips set into a small frown.

"Was this here, in your room, before?" she asked curiously, trying not to seem too nosey. Although Draco didn't seem like a guy that would have red ribbons around, there were other girls and admirers that hung around his room too, she thought, it was common sense. The thought of another girl hanging around Draco's room and sleeping in his bed gave a sudden ache in her chest, although Ginny didn't realize it at first.

"Well, of course not. I don't think it was the person who cut you either, Gin. She had her hood on too closed up to leave behind a hair ribbon. Why would you think it was here before?"

'Oh, fuck.'

"Well, I mean...there's lots of girls it could belong to, I mean, I must not be the only girl that's in your dorm, right?" she stammered, silently smacking her head with an invisible hand. 'I'm such an idiot' she thought. Why was she prying so much in Draco's business, and did it matter if another girl was there? He was only a good friend to study with, to talk, and occasionally flirt with, right?

Draco gave her a strange look. "Well, actually, Gin, you're only the second girl I've had in my dorm."

Ginny tried hard not to smile, but her eyes lit up anyway, and she felt her cheeks turn bright red. "Really?" she said, excitedly. When he gave her an amusing smile, she tried not to seem too giddy about it. "Who was the first?" she said aloud, regretting it as soon as it came out of her mouth, as Draco's face turned oddly grave.

"It doesn't really matter. Put that ribbon on, I think it would fit you."

Wondering about why he had changed the subject so quickly, she obeyed his order and swirled the red ribbon over her red, straight hair, and smiled. A new sensation was floating through her, and her mind was turning strangely numb. Her fingertips were tingling, and something seemed to be brushing across her head.

"Ginny? Are you okay?"

Ginny blinked, once, and twice, just to make sure she could. Then she shot him a flashing smirk.

"Of course I am, Draco, why wouldn't I be? I mean, I am here in the dorm of this gorgeous guy who's also known as the Sex God around here, right?" She plopped down on his bed, and blinked innocently at him. He was trying hard not to gape, she could tell. But suddenly, she didn't give a damn, something else was sprouting inside of her, something new, refreshing, something that made her want to do exciting things, and she want to ensue the emotion.

"Huh what?"

"You heard me. Now why don't you just join me on the bed, and we could do a little sleeping of our own?" She raised her eyebrows suggestively.

All Draco could do was gape at her. Of course, he was thinking very outrageous things of what she could mean, since he was a normal, hormonal raged teenager, but he was shocked beyond belief, that sweet, innocent, virgin (as far as he could tell) Ginny would suggest such things.

"Isn't that supposed to be the boy's line?" he said at last, breaking the odd silence.

She shrugged, and then glared at him. "How very sexist of you, Draco. Like girls don't get turned on as easily as boys do," she said casually.

"Well - I wouldn't know ..."

"Really? I thought you were so experienced, eh? What happened to the cheap talk about all the whores you've been with since you were thirteen?"

"Ginny, are you feeling alright?"

"I'm feeling fine, Draco, I'm feeling fine," she leaped off the bed and lunged for his shirt, grabbing him to her, pressing her against him. Her arms swung around his neck, and he kissed her softly. The soft, tender lips he had been dying to touch were now his. He was now suffocating into the intoxinating scent of roses, which belonged to her. His hands moved through her hair, and he felt the ribbon float away from it. Suddenly, Ginny pulled away harshly, wiping her mouth with her hand. Her eyes widened, and she had a look of terror upon her face.

"Oh God - what did we just do? Oh no, my brother's going to kill me!" Ginny groaned.

"What? But Gin, you were the one..."

"Listen, I need to go... I just can't trust myself around you, can I Draco?" she said, a furious glare his way. She left the red ribbon on the floor, and started out the door.

"Wait! Gin! Your ribbon..."

Ginny paused, trying to decide if she should leave and make it dramatic, or pick up the beautiful red ribbon, and squatted down to pick it up and tie it to her hair again. She began the process of leaving again.

Then, she suddenly turned around, a dazed look on her face as she blinked once or twice. She gave a smirk.

"You know, there's a Valentine's Ball coming up. Maybe we should go together."

"What?!"

"Pick me up at eight."

Then she slammed the door.

~

"Father! You promised!"

"I will talk to his father. Lucius arranged it with me too, sweetie. There must've been a slight misunderstanding."

"Really? You'll take care of it?"

"Of course, sweetie. My daughter gets everything she wants, doesn't she?"

"Thank you," she replied sweetly.

"You will be married to Draco Malfoy by the end of your 7th year Graduation."

~

She opened her journal, and started to furiously write with her quill.

Dear Journal,

Father said he'll 'take' care of it. Well, too damn bad, I know all too well that my father's not very clever at making arrangements. Maybe I'll give this little love triangle a little push in the ass. It'll happen on Valentine's Day. I can't wait, I'm so excited...what else would give little Drakey a little surprise other than his true love destroyed?

~

Meanwhile, a certain, red book in the deserted Gryffindor Common Room flipped open to nine pages before the end, and an invisible hand seemed to be writing new words.

Well that kind of sucked, I know. And I used too many ~'s. But anyways, just to keep the juices flowing, who's the girl that's planning an evil deed on Valentine's? What does the red ribbon have to do with the story, anyway? *cough*ReadSeductressMyth*cough* And what exactly, is going to happen, at the Valentine's Ball? Well, that's kind of obvious, but I DO like to surprise people *evil grin*

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Love,

~Court