Kiss & Tell

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Draco

It was so sudden that I nearly fell off the bed, but I felt Ginny clutch me. And then, the strangest thing happened. I blinked, and I saw a flash of red light. Blinking again, I could see the picture clearly: a lake. Hogwart's lake. There was two people there, a boy and a girl, in Hogwarts robes, enjoying a picnic. I recognized them as Ginny's brother, Weasley and Granger. Then, Potter came into the view and I suddenly had the urge to open my eyes again. As I did, Ginny was looking at me with an eyebrow up.

"I - I saw the present," I mumbled.

"You did?" She leaped up and hugged me.

"You're - choking - me!" I gasped underneath her. She didn't let go. Instead, she planted a small kiss on my lips and then let go, her eyes twinkling, and a smile spread out on her face.

"Does that mean - it worked? That was the perfect kiss?" The darkness couldn't even conceal her glowering, beaming look as she said these words.

I shrugged. "Guess so."

Her face immediately fell. "But we won't get out until MY wish is granted."

"We'll figure it out, Ginny...I promise," I whispered to her.

"No we won't," she cried out, and I put an arm around her awkwardly pulling her closer to me, my hand rubbing against her back soothingly. She looked up from my chest and gave a quivering frown. I leaned down and kissed her again, this time, she kissed back with a desperate need, clutching my neck tightly in her small, delicate hand. When the kiss ended, I was fairly disappointed, but then, she started to speak.

"What did you see?" Ginny asked, her voice almost completely like a six year olds instead of the nineteen year old she was supposed to be. But I had to give her credit, since she was only fifteen in real life, anyway.

"I saw your brother..."

"How is he?" she whispered. "If you close your eyes, can you see them right now?"

"No."

Ginny frowned, disappointed once more. "Well, okay, what else?"

"Um...Granger...and..."

"Harry?" she looked up, her frown flickering.

I fought back the sensation to scowl at the brightness of her eyes. "Yes, Potter," I replied scathingly.

She smiled. "How is he?"

"Looks fine to me. Ugly as always."

She punched me lightly on the arm. "Oh, come on, Harry's cute. Everyone thinks so."

"Does 'everyone' include you?" I asked her suspiciously.

"Maybe..."

"What?"

"Am I detecting a bit of jealousy, perhaps, Draco?"

"It's Malfoy to you..." I muttered.

"Oh come on, don't be like that," she said dramatically, giggling as she did.

"You DO think he's cute!" I accused.

"Can't blame me."

"Why you little -" I started to tickle her. The darkness began to fade as it was filled with Ginny's squeals and giggles as she fell into the bed backwards, me leaning over her.

Ginny

Of course; I had already gotten over my school-girl crush over Harry. But, Draco didn't know that...

He was leaning over me, tugging at my waist, his fingers layering my bare skin as I laughed and squealed, unable to stop.

"Okay! Okay! Enough!" I cried out.

"Who's cuter?!" He demanded, still continuing.

"Harry!"

"You don't honestly believe that..." He took one hand off and started to tickle my neck. I shrieked in agony, squirming in the process.

"Okay fine! You! You are cuter," I gasped out. He finally stopped; a smirk growing in his face. Before I could stop myself I wrapped my small arms around his neck and pulled him closer, his lips grazing against mine again, along with his body. He returned it tenderly at first, but began to fasten his pace as I wringed my fingers into his tangled, silver hair...

I began to get lost in the kiss, the tingling vibration that settled in my lips, and when his lips went away from mine, I started to protest until his lips went toward my neck. I closed my eyes, feeling his tongue gently probe my skin. His tongue gently glided off and then I fluttered my eyes open again, looking at him pleadingly. He took the bait and kissed me again, this time devouring it in crossly in a quickened pace.

"Draco?" I whispered against my already-occupied lips.

"Mmm?" His lips didn't let go, they merely stopped for a second and went on. He pressed his body more harder against mine, and I moved my arms from his neck to his waist, fingering the soft edges of his pants, my other hand on the zipper of it. He gave a soft, muffled groan as he tugged on my hair tightly, his other hand brushing against my chest.

Insert Sex Scene/Imagination

Draco

"I was going to wait until I was married - or at least eighteen," she breathed, her face buried in my chest. Her lips made movement that touched the tips of my skin.

"Well, technically... - technically, you're nineteen," I whispered, kissing the soft ringlets of her red flaming hair.

"It's not the same...I feel fifteen again..." she mumbled, and I flinched as I heard the regret in her voice. I lifted her head up so that I could see her face.

"Don't think about it, okay?"

"How can I not?" she snapped at me, grumbling.

"You're nineteen; nothing can change that. And, we probably won't even remember if we ever get back to the present, right?" I suggested desperately.

She shrugged, sighing, her warm breath fanning my neck - "I guess so. I just wish - I miss -"

"Hogwarts," I finished for her. "I know." I leaned forward to give her one more comforting kiss. She returned it, both arms swinging around my neck. I could feel my pulse beat faster as I clutched her naked body against mine, pulling the soft covers around both of us. I couldn't imagine how I could ever live without feeling this good.

"Ginny?"

"Mmm?" She closed her eyes, her head against my neck again.

"I -"

There was a sudden twist of wind. Ginny jerked her head, but it was too late. The bed shook underneath us, and she screamed lightly, burying her head under the covers, clutching my waist so tightly that I could hardly breathe for support.

I closed my eyes, and a flash of colors twisted above me. I felt joy and confusement surround me. We were leaving - we were finally going back.

We landed on soft ground. And that's when I realized that I had shrunk into my sixteen-year old self again. And I could feel Ginny's still bare body against mine. I opened my eyes and gasped.

The lake. We were back!

Ginny said something, but I couldn't hear. We were back...we were back...

It felt joyful until something caught my glance. Weasley, Granger, and Potter.

Still at their little 'celebration' picnic or whatever.

Staring at us.

At how I was holding fifteen year old 'innocent' Ginny Weasley, and we were both naked, covered barely with bed sheets. In the friggin ground that was filled with grass.

Not a good picture.

Courtney

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-Court