Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, but I own the plot.

A/N: Over a hundred reviews! Wow! *rubs eyes to make sure she doesn't need glasses*

Anyway, happy belated Valentine's Day and sorry about the delay. I wanted to post it up on Valentine's Day but the site was down, and I then wanted to post it up yesterday morning but I was too busy, and then at night the stupid site wouldn't let me log in. I'm very pissed off at the site. Again, I'm really sorry, but hey, at least I worked out a plot for this. *waits for cheers…nevermind* A bit of D/G in this chapter, setup for more interaction in the next. Enjoy!

Bride of a Dragon

By: Katrina

Of Violence and Seduction

"Mommy," Molly said that night as Ginny tucked her in into the bed of the expensive French hotel. "What did you and Daddy talk about?"

Ginny stiffened slightly, but Molly didn't notice as she settled down comfortably into the bed. "Oh, nothing much," said Ginny very vaguely. "We talked about you." She paused and tried to think of something mild to say without having to lie to her daughter. Apparently she couldn't. "Umm…Daddy's very glad to see you," she continued, smoothing down Molly's hair. "He is very sorry that he's been missing all these years and wants me to tell you that he's brought a lot of presents."

"What else?" Molly asked eagerly.

"He is surprised at how big you've grown," said Ginny, thinking it was half-true, but prepared for the striking of the lightning. "He said you are a very pretty girl."

"Really?" asked Molly delightedly.

He better thinks so. "Of course," said Ginny, dropping a kiss on Molly's forehead. "Goodnight now, sweetie. We have a long day tomorrow."

"Okay!" Molly replied, and soon the only sound audible in the quiet hotel room was the steady breathing of Narcissa Molly Weasley.

Ginny sighed very softly after a long moment of just staring out into space, and sat down on her own bed. What have I done? She wanted to cry out to herself. She had just gone and made a bet to Draco Malfoy. And not just any bet. She had bet him that she would be able to seduce him. Ginny hadn't planned on the bet at all. It had come as a surprise to her as much as it had to Draco.

Firstly, what she did prepare was a list of words she would throw at Malfoy when he insulted her. Ron had helped with that. So she was rather surprised when Draco accepted Molly so quickly. Secondly, she hadn't expected Colette to be in the picture. Of course she would, Ginny realized soon after she got to the hotel, because Colette, after all, was Draco's fiancée. For the time being, anyway, added Ginny. But with Colette in the picture, everything was much harder. Sure, Colette was a tigress, but she had more things appealing to a Malfoy than she does. Colette was a single woman who inherited quite a fortune, not to mention that she was stunningly pretty. And me? Ginny sighed. I'm an unmarried woman with a child, no money whatsoever, and my face isn't anything too desirable. At least not compared with Colette. And thirdly…Ginny groaned. She didn't realize how much she wanted a father for Molly.

Hey, at least you seduced him once, Ginny told herself sarcastically, but quickly reminded herself that she would rather not that first time. Not that she regret the birth of Molly, but she would rather have Molly be the product of her and a man she actually loved than a man whom she'd just had sex with, both drunken, in some hotel room. Not to mention that his heart is absolutely made out of steel, Ginny added to herself.

It was true. Back in her years at Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy, being quite handsome, was chased by at least half the female population. Every time Ginny saw him as he strolled down the hallways, he would be surrounded by girls, each trying to flirt with him, and it sickened her that her Gryffindor friends were among these as well. He would be the fantasy topic on Valentine's Day, and it wasn't hard for anyone to see the loads of Valentines he flaunt on that holiday. But he never threw as much as a glance at his many admirers; the only people who got to hold his hands were the renown Slytherin sluts, who clung to him like slugs. And a tigress. Ginny sighed. What chances did she have? What chances did she ever have?

Ginny shook her head. She would worry about this later. There was nothing she would and could accomplish by worrying anyway. She needed to write a letter to the Potters. To Hermione especially. First of all, she was going to have Molly go and stay with them till she could "seduce" Draco. She wasn't sure if she wanted Molly to be disappointed when Mommy and Daddy did not kiss like Uncle Harry and Auntie Hermione. It made Ginny's inside squirm at the mere thought. And secondly-she was going to learn how to seduce someone. After all, Hermione seduced Harry into marrying her, didn't she?

Dear Hermione (and say hi to Harry and Lily for me),

It's Gin. The meeting went okay I guess, better than I've expected. He seems to have taken a reluctant liking to Molly if not me, but I guess I can live with that if Molly is satisfied with her father. I'm just going to marry him for Molly's sake, and try to make the best of it. I hope it's all right if Molly stays with you till I get things straightened out. I'll come to drop Molly off tomorrow. And while we're at it-can you teach me some tricks of seducing men? Don't ask why.

Love, Ginny and Molly

After finishing the letter, she swiftly threw a cloak over her nightgown and slipped her feet into her slippers. Then, holding the letter, she went down to the Hotel Owlery and selected a strong-looking tawny to deliver her letter. With some luck, Hermione's response would be received by tomorrow noon, and by that evening maybe she would have a tactic of how to seduce Draco.

As she watched the owl disappear into the darkness, she sighed. Well, Ginny, like it or not, you're going to keep on playing your own game, she thought, remembering the looks she and Draco shared. And you aren't going to lose. You can't afford to. And she tossed and turned on her bed, insomniac for the whole night.

~*~

Draco couldn't sleep that night either. Images of Molly kept on playing over and over in his mind. His daughter. A Malfoy. My daughter. Draco wasn't sure what he would make of it. He had always been cold toward everyone, except for perhaps Colette and his father but that was because out of fear. But Molly…he wasn't sure if it were some kind of a bond, but he couldn't bring himself to disappoint her and be mean to her. Well, after all, Draco thought pompously, she does have the finest Malfoy features inherited from me. He knew he wouldn't mind being the father of Molly as much as he would've expected, but he would definitely not be the husband of Ginny Weasley. Associating himself with the Weasleys was something a Malfoy would never, ever do.

And speaking of marriage…

He internally groaned. Colette. He remembered what she'd screamed when she left. Draco could not think of a proper explanation. 'Oh, I had sex one night when I was drunk, and voila! The girl is my daughter, even though Ginny and I aren't married!' or 'It was just a mistake. You know what people do when they get drunk.' He laughed dryly. Unfortunately, his humor was not at all amusing, not to mention that Colette had never liked jokes that much. Especially not jokes like these.

Draco wasn't worried that Colette would think that he would call off the engagement, however. There was no way that some poverty-stricken girl like Virginia Weasley would be able to seduce him. Hey, he wasn't dubbed Mr. Heartbreaker in Hogwarts by the Ravenclaw girls for nothing! No, it was Colette's ideas of revenge. He'd seen the fates of her other "offenders" and they did not look exactly appealing. Colette was no meek woman, and she knew how to make a life miserable if she really put her heart into it. Draco knew what she'd do to him. Ruin his reputation. He gritted his teeth. He couldn't even hold his own against a woman. He thought that Ginny had at least one point-the word violent was made for Colette Atort.

He was going to find quite a heap of Howlers on his desk tomorrow.

Unless-

Draco groaned and got out of bed. He hated to throw away his pride like this, but he supposed that he got himself into this situation first place. Whose fault was it that his father was a Death Eater, and that indeed Death Eaters were waiting for him not so nicely should they get wind that Mr. Augustus was the same person as Draco Malfoy. If Colette made Draco into the headlines, his trademark Malfoy hair would give him away in a second.

After he was dressed up nicely, he Apparated to the front door of the Atort Manor, which was the biggest establishment for wizards in Paris. The place was simply luxurious, and famous for how it shines even in the darkness with all the glowing gems. Draco had no heart to admire all of these fineries, however. He needed to sort things out with Colette before things get out of hand. Unless, of course, that they already did.

Draco rang the doorbell.

A fatal mistake.

The door opened, but what came out was not a human being. It was a bureau. An expensive bureau, but Draco did not have time to admire how magnificent it looked because it was aiming for him to smash him into a pulp. "What the fuck!" yelled Draco in surprise as he jumped to the side and heard the deafening crash of the furniture, its fineries a past memory. "Colette! That was not exactly nice!"

Who am I to talk about nice? Draco wondered sarcastically as moments later, two Muggle televisions that were a part of Colette's Muggle collections flew out, aiming for his head. They caused a huge crash that scorched the white marble deer statue by the fountain and, combined with the noise of the first one, was enough to arouse the whole city of Paris, but it was enchanted. Unfortunately.

"Colette, please listen-"

A door flew out. Where on earth did she get all of these things? Draco asked himself in frustration.

"Ginny, I mean Weasley-"

A mirror with a carved golden frame flew out, smashing against the door. Hey, seven years of bad luck, Draco observed a bit contemptuously, before reminding himself that this was the woman he was supposed to love and wanted the best for.

"I don't love her-"

Something else flew out. Draco was getting too much exercise from jumping aside, and really his room was starting to get limited.

"-WOULD YOU LISTEN-?" demanded Draco.

Fifteen minutes later, Draco was completely surrounded by debris. He felt bad for Colette's garden, but he supposed that he should feel worse for the gardeners. With his arms crossed over his chest, now too annoyed to be much sorry anymore, not that he was his fault to begin with, he glared as Colette came out nonchalantly, looking as elegant as always.

"Well, you came at last," she said. "Intact, I see."

"Sorry to disappoint you," muttered Draco, unable to keep the annoyance out of his voice. "I didn't come in the middle of the night to try and get myself killed!"

Colette waved her wand around and all of the debris disappeared. "Please," she said. "I do that all the time. I have a special room full of things I throw at people. Quite an interesting sport, don't you agree?"

She didn't wait for him to answer. Putting her arms around him, Colette caught his lips into a kiss. It was fiery and passionate, but one-sided. Draco didn't have the energy to pretend he was responding this time. He simply wasn't into it. He doubted if he ever were. If she didn't have all these money, would I have liked her so much? He asked himself.

"So, I want to hear the explanation," Colette said after she was done. "It better be good."

Draco slipped out of her embrace and started to explain everything, leaving out the "Seductress Virginia" part and the "alcohol abuse" part so that it sounded as if he and Ginny just woke up together and somehow by some stroke of magical miracle a baby was conceived. Colette raised her eyebrow as he finished, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Guess what, honey?" she said, pulling Draco closer to her. "I forgive you. I'm not going to humiliate you as I had originally planned…but there is something I would like to do." She put a hand on Draco's shoulder, and although it was meant to be gentle Draco felt chilled. Colette smiled, showing her perfect teeth. "My cousin Marianne, you know that she's a boxer, right?" Draco nodded, not knowing where she was getting to. Too late.

BAM! Colette punched him in the nose.

~*~

It was the late morning, and after finishing her breakfast, Ginny sat by the desk, composing another letter, this time to Draco. It was purely Hermione's idea, and Ginny wasn't sure if she liked it or not. But since she had no better ideas herself, she might as well just listen to Hermione and something may actually come out of it. Molly had gone to stay with the Potters by a Portkey that Hermione had sent, and alone with it Hermione had enclosed a list of suggestions she and Harry had complied for Ginny. Some of them sounded quite ridiculous to Ginny, something you could do to a close friend whom you had a crush on, but definitely not some jerk whom you'd like to murder. So, I'll stick with writing him a note.

Ahem, Draco-

Ginny rolled her eyes. That sounds a bit retarded, she thought dryly.

Dear Malfoy-

"Oxymoron here," muttered Ginny aloud.

After Ginny had practically buried herself in rejected salutations, she finally settled for the most neutral one she could think of.

Mr. Draco Augustus Malfoy, (by the way, do you know that your initials spell DAM?)

I would like to meet you in the café, as you have given me the right to seduce you. Six o'clock in the evening, the café across the street from your office building. Thank you very much.

Sincerely,

Virginia Elizabeth Weasley

Ginny looked at the letter, stifling a few giggles. It sounded like a mutated business letter. She sighed and folded it. Why waste brain cells on Malfoy? It wasn't as if he were worth anything. And if it weren't for Molly, Ginny doubted if she would've gone through all these troubles. She clenched and unclenched her fists after she tied the letter to an owl and it soared off. Now all she had to worry was how to make the meeting in a café seem romantic.

The most romantic thing that had ever happened to Ginny was her one date with Colin. Actually, more of a semi blind date. For some strange reason, Erin Limestone thought that Ginny and Colin would make a perfect couple. So, she and a couple of other friends, including the traitorous Hermione, had managed into tricking the two of them into spending a whole afternoon inside the Three Broomsticks. Ginny grimaced at the memory. She and Colin had been both drinking butterbeer, and when they were done, Colin suggested a burping contest. Soon enough, they got their privacy all right, but before Ginny could say anything, she burped a final burp and that was the last straw for Madam Rosmerta. She kicked the two out of her shop and demanded better table etiquette before the come back. And so ended the first date of Ginny's life, and Ginny really couldn't say that she enjoyed it that much.

And imagine Draco and I burping, she thought sarcastically.

Ginny frowned slightly. Well, she could act like a nicely-behaved lady and just sit while smiling enigmatically, waiting for Draco to start a conversation…she quickly ripped that idea away. That sounded more like something Cho would do, but not her. Ginny would never be quiet and if she tried to smile enigmatically she could always count on Percy to reproach her on her "cheeky" disposition.

After discarding twenty ideas in a row, Ginny decided to choose what she would wear. She dove in her wardrobe, critically examining every article of her clothing. Hermione had been no help on that one. She was in her pajamas when she and Harry had their first kiss.

~*~

"Are you sure my nose isn't broken?" demanded Draco of his personal French doctor.

"Bien sur, monsieur!" said the doctor impatiently, throwing an annoyed glance at Draco. "It's only a woman's punch. How much can it hurt?"

Draco snorted as best as he could through his aching nose as he picked up his briefcase. You have no idea, he thought grimly as he thought of a whole long day of work ahead of him. Colette had certainly never thought of his dignity, now did she? Draco gritted his teeth. She laughed and hugged him after she punched him.

He was still seething when he Apparated into his office, thinking of a long day of work ahead of him.

An owl on his desk caught his eye.

He untied the note and sent the owl off before he started reading the note. It was from, however unfortunately, Ginny Weasley. Draco went through the note quickly. She wants to meet me in a café so she can seduce me? Draco thought incredulously. Weasleys must be dumber than I thought. However, he shrugged as he put the note in his pocket and sent the owl off. At least it was something to look forward to, not that he could look forward to much. His nose was still hurting, goddammit!

The day gone by very slowly. By the end of the day, Draco was tired of his clients asking what was wrong with his nose, which happened to swell up into a purple balloon sometime during the day, and couldn't wait to get out of his office to his home. Until, of course, that he remembered his "seduction appointment".

Oh, that's wonderful. I've been harassed by one madwoman and now just when I think I can have a long rest I just had to agree to be harassed by another, Draco thought as he headed into the café across the street, like the one Ginny had specified. The café was rather crowded, so crowded that he couldn't spot Ginny's head of flaming hair at once. As he looked at everyone, craning his neck and earning a bunch of weird looks, he wondered what Ginny would do to seduce him. Bring him flowers? Jewelry? Lapdance? No, not that last one. He didn't think that Ginny would do that in the presence of Molly. And thinking of Molly he found himself a bit eager to see them. Well, she is my daughter, he told himself defensively.

Finally, he spotted a flaming red head in the corner.

"You're a bit late," Ginny stated, stirring her coffee, barely looking up.

Draco stared at her for a moment. She looked…well, not beautiful, but pretty. Her hair was pulled back and twisted up with a few tendrils framing her rosy cheeks. Besides some light Muggle lip gloss she wore no other cosmetics, but he didn't think her flawless skin needed any. Wait a minute, that was not a compliment. Just an observation. She was wearing a dark blue dress with a matching jacket, which only completed the effect to almost an enchanting level. The only jewelry she was wearing was that necklace.He had to say, if he didn't know that this was a Weasley, he would've thought that this was some pureblood French witch. Then he looked around. "Where's Molly?" he asked.

"I didn't know you care," commented Ginny, finally looking up.

It was her face Draco was staring at now. Somehow, it looked different than how she'd looked yesterday. There was something in her brown eyes and the arch of her eyebrows. Draco had to admit, she looked seductive. Just a bit, but seductive all the same. He managed to shake free of that. "So what if I do?" he drawled, taking a seat across from her, feeling shabby with his broken nose and wrinkled robes.

Ginny poured more sugar into her coffee, but Draco could see that there were too much sugar in it already. "I sent her to stay with Harry and Hermione while I seduce you," she said as if reciting a fact. "I don't want my daughter to be poisoned by how mean you really are."

Draco felt slightly disappointed. He had enjoyed the little girl's attention. They were silent for a moment, and Draco felt slightly awkward as Ginny lifted her eyes to his, almost as if she were studying him. He finally got annoyed. "What? Aren't you gonna try and seduce me?"

Ginny shrugged. "If you insist," she said. She seemed to hesitate, however.

"I bet you can't for your life," sneered Draco triumphantly. He didn't need to worry about this after all. He had overestimated the girl.

"Of course I can," said Ginny, still studying him. Finally, she reached out a hand to touch his nose. Her touch was cool and gentle and very soft, not like the haughty and harsh way Colette handled things. Draco was too surprised to say anything at this contact. Ginny's eyes twinkled with mirth as she lifted her hand slightly. "A very violent French tigress must've done it," she said very lightly.

"And you would care because?" recovered Draco.

Ginny smiled. "A very simple reason," she said softly.

"I'm all ears," announced Draco, disguising his curiosity with some arrogance, folding his arms across his chest. "Go on. Come and seduce me with your 'very simple reason'."

Ginny bit her lips for a moment, and Draco soon came up with another snide remark. But before he could say it, however, Ginny leaned over the table, knocking the coffee down. She looked a bit nervous, but her eyes were determined, and Draco had to say that he was somewhat scared. "I am not going to stand on the altar beside a man who has a broken nose," she answered.

She was very close to Draco. He could smell her smell. It was different from the expensive French perfume and cologne Colette wears. It was something that smelled primitive, yet very pure. Like apple-scented shampoo. Where did that come from? Draco wondered as Ginny leaned even closer. She was positively perspiring in front of him. "Am I that hot?" Draco asked.

There was no answer from Ginny. Gently, though, she kissed the tip of his nose. It tickled. Draco scrunched up his nose to sneeze, just as Ginny lightly brushed his forehead with her lips. The snide remarks Draco was about to make froze in his mouth, the touch so much gentler than Colette's. And then, she leaned back, blushing furiously. "You'll pay for the coffee," she said. And Disapparated.

Draco shook his head. "As I said, harassed by two madwomen," he muttered. Did Weasley really think she could seduce him like that? But a small smile spread unconsciously on his face as he remembered the look in her eyes as she leaned closer to him. And he thought again about apple-scented shampoos.

A/N: Ugh, this chapter-don't you think it's full of bad humor? I hope it's at least average. *crosses fingers* Molly is not gone! Don't worry. She'll be back, so no flames about that, please! And the Draco/Colette part was for "comic relief" and a plot development. Plus, I need a way to break Draco's nose, so there we go! Review and tell me what you think of my little D/G meeting. More D/G interaction coming up!

Bien sur-of course

~Katrina

Thank you immensely:

nicole-I'm sorry it's disappointing…ummm I'll try harder! Eternal Queen-that's so mean, taking your story off the site! Glad the fic makes you feel better. Crystal-thanks! Now I need to figure out how to make that 'c' thingy…=) frananddragon-mmm…I'm assuming you meant you are going to do something bad to me? Oh, about that part: Ginny knew Draco was thinking as in using his brain, but she doesn't know exactly what he's thinking except trying to get out of the mess? Good question except I don't have a good answer. Pinnymu@alloymail.com-thanks! Very happy you like the plot. Hurdlingbaybe01-I'm not sure either actually. But hope it's satisfactory to you. Sharlene-very happy you like it so far. Arafel-thanks for the reassurance. I thought the chapter might not meet up to the viewers' expectations as much as it should. Melzie-I hope I can pull it off. Jocelyn Padoga-thanks! I can always expect wonderful support from you. Mint-thanks for the culture thingy anyway. My French teacher might reward me! Glad you like the chapter. depth-you're welcome! I should thank you for reviewing and giving me support! =) Sayo-I hope that the 'game' will live up to your expectations. Lolita-*blushes* Thanks for adding me to your favorites! Glad you like the story so far! OpalKoboi-you're right, but I couldn't end the chapter otherwise, giving my poor skills. chook-ooh, thanks! That makes me feel so special! Jaime-why thanks! Rivenloe-lol. Colette isn't too happy…an understatement. Dathrian Princess-that makes me feel a lot better about my writing. =D demoreign-I'm trying to update as frequently as possible too! No worries! Louisa Potter-wow thank you! SeZzA-hope it's in-character as well. Anh D-ao-I agree but…I can't disappoint Molly. Rebuky-I hope it will be as fun as you expected. xangelcrisisx-lol, of course Ginny wins! It's a happy ending! ^^ Sin-yeah, my French was actually right for once! I hope I didn't make Colette too mean, but I couldn't pass the chance. I email about the updates-did I happen to miss you? Rothchild-ooh thank you! I love the flattery! =D fernanda-yeah thanks! Bella O-thank you very much and very glad my story is worthy of your attention! miss-talkative-really my fics is getting better? Gee thanks! I think Colette will be the antagonist, because someone needs to be the bad guy now that Voldie is gone. And I'm sure your French is great. Mine like seriously suck. goldenstar555-actually, for the time being (meaning the time that I'm answering the reviews) I'm not sure myself. Syndey Lynne-yeah Ginny's winning the bet. I'm just not sure how exactly. =P apples_n_oranges-gee thanks! Hope I'll be able to pull it off to the end! NiMiBabe-I'm glad you like the chapter and the twist. And thanks for wishing me good luck-I definitely need it! aznqtpai-I hope I don't disappoint you! =) jane­_valar-I'm glad you think it's realistic! I did try! Ditzy Spacecadets-your ideas about the Weasleys are good. Hmm…I might add that. Please! I promise I will write soon! Don't hurt my Harry! abby-wow, thanks for the compliment. I doubt if I'm as good as JKR but I'm pleasantly flattered all the same! =D xangelcrisisx-I want to kill Colette too! And I promise-I will either make her fairly miserable or…yeah…if I make her evil she will die painfully! Missy-ooh really, I made your noodles taste better! I'm flattered. Fire and Night-I guess some people would kill the man, but hey, Draco was seduced! Lol, and I can't possibly let dearie Draco die! He and Ginny need to live happily ever after. littleredfruit-for now that sentence probably won't come in, but a good catch! Just heed that for now they dislike each other. x me LisSa x-thanks! Sorry if the post is a bit late. tricklingdust-yay you are in love with my ficcie! I'm feel so good! xo-roxynsyncgrl-ox-well, in this chapter there isn't too much seduction. Namely-I suck! But I'll try to write better ones and um…lemme see…the fiancée-I can't reveal right now, but yes, she will be kicked off, justified! Thanks for your compliments! Pixie-I dunno, but tais-toi is what it said in my French textbook! =D lily-here's the next chapter! ^^ libby-I'm sorry but the internet was down! Here's your next chapter! =) thanks for the compliment btw.

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