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Chapter Five
Smirks that say 'You're Listening to Me'
The next day Draco and Ginny avoided each other as much as they could, but they couldn't avoid each other much, because they were bound together 21 out of 24 hours in a day. On Monday, Ginny had started to attend all of Draco's classes. Fortunately, that meant that she was also sharing some of her classes with Ron, Hermione and Harry.
In Care of Magical Creatures, Hermione was asking questions to Ginny about Draco. Thank Merlin Draco and herself had done the 'Off Bind!' spell before class.
"He can't be that bad.Being Salazar Slytherin spawn and all.." She had said.
Ginny breathed out heavily. "Well - I mean - He's either totally quiet, arguing, putting on an act of passion in front of the Hufflepuff's, harassing me and my family, or putting on that trademark smirk of his."
Hermione raised an eyebrow.
"Ron said you have to share a bed because you are bound together - is it true, or was it the Ron we all know and love overreacting?"
Ginny glanced Draco's way. He was. drop dead gorgeous. And she wasn't afraid to admit it. But looks were everything - as she has tried to convince herself many times.
The whole class was trying to catch weird duck-footed creatures that looked like gophers, but Hermione, being Head Girl, gave Ginny permission to stay and talk with her about 'school.'
Ginny noticed Draco was talking to someone as well. Only Draco Malfoy could get out of class work without permission!
"Oh, no. Herm, it's true."
Hermione gasped, covering her hand over her mouth.
"You didn't - you haven't -"
"Hermione Granger, I have NOT slept with Draco Malfoy." Ginny thought about this. "I mean I slept with him, but I didn't sleep with him."
Hermione looked relieved.
"He does look angelic sleeping though," Ginny commented dreamily, tucking a hair behind her ear and looking at her feet. "He caught me brushing a strand of hair out of his face - Mione, you would've had to be there. Oh Merlin. I am basically admitting it out loud that I think Draco Malfoy is the most sexy and beautiful man in England!"
All while Ginny was confessing this, Hermione had been making slit-throat motions at her silently. Ginny took no notice of it. Suddenly, right after Ginny had finished her sentence, she thought she felt someone's nose brush her cheek and arms wrap around her waist. Ginny stiffened, but did not move, as she felt breath fan her cheek and neck.
"You think I'm the most sexy and beautiful man in England, hmmm?" said an all - too familiar purr of a voice, which sounded amused. She could almost feel him smirking.
Oh sweet mother of Godric Gryffindor kill me now.
"I'm disappointed," he whispered to Ginny, quieter. Hermione could still hear him, however. She also saw Ginny shiver slightly.
"I thought you believed me to be the most sexy and beautiful man in the universe."
Ginny had to smile at that. Yep, that was Draco for you.
Hermione, who had attempted to cover her eyes with her hands, had peeked through her hands.
"Do I turn you on that much, Ginny?"
"Not by your personality, that's for sure."
"So I do turn you on, then? And, what's bad about my personality?" he asked, running his fingers through her hair.
Hermione blanched and bit her lip to stop herself from smiling as she noticed Ginny's discomfort.
"Well - um. Right n-now, you see -"
Draco had let his lips brush against her cheek and cheekbone. Ginny gulped. Hard.
"- Well, y-you see, how you're acting now - it's not you're true personality."
"So." Draco said, trailing his lips down her neck, "Does that mean you don't really like me?"
He sure is a good actor. He can fake a very hurt voice Then Ginny had an idea.
Ginn y turned around to face him. Their noses were touching, her arms went up to wrap around his neck, and his hands remained on her waist. "Of course I do, Dragon., " Ginny said, smiling innocently.
Now Draco's eyes were almost as wide as Hermione's who was opening and closing her mouth in shock, gsaping at her.
And this was the time that Ginny felt a light tap on her shoulder, and turn around to see Ron. Draco, obviously trying to provoke Ron, rolled up his sleeves to reveal intimidating biceps.
"Did you take a break from playing hide-and-seek with those creatures Hagrid brought and see me messing up your sister? Thought you'd throw a punch at me? That's real smart Weasley," Draco looked over at Hermione, "the Head Girl, also known as your wanna-be lover, is standing right over there. So punching me isn't a smart move."
Now Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were standing next to each other and their faces were exactly the same color. Draco suddenly grabbed Ginny by her arm and moved her out of hearing distance from Ron and Hermione (who were left standing in an uncomfortable silence).
Draco whispered, "I need to stand close to you when our hour is up and the bond comes back. Otherwise I'll be pulled toward you and stuck to you, and to onlookers it would seem like I was a hormone-driven guy stalking you."
"But you are," Ginny said matter o' factly.
"Actually, no. I just wanted to see how you would react," he said, not missing a beat. "That was probably the most fun I have had in a long time," he laughed. "You turned as red as a turnip and you s-started to s- stutter." Draco was now doubled over in laughter. "No wonder why your brother was so upset! He saw me trying to s-seduce you!"
He laughed so hard that people watching looked at him like he was insane. He finally took a few deep breaths and got on his knees. "Oh, Salazar. I couldn't believe it when you turned around to face me. Want exactly were you thinking, anyway? I mean, you went all rigid and then you tried to act all.intriguing or something. You scared me for a second."
Ginny's face had never turned a brighter shade of red.
"Can I ask you one question though?"
"Were you serious when you said I was the most sexy and beautiful man in England?"
"Yep!" Ginny said without hesitation. It's amazing how I can be so confident around him when he's farther away.Then he gets closer and I can barely talk at all.
"I see," Draco said, scratching his chin. "Let me ask you a few things then."
"Er - okay, I guess."
"Does my hair look better down or slicked back?"
"Down. Definitely." Ginny said this confidently and fast.
"You make it sound like you'd been thinking about that for hours," he said.
"So what if I have? Next question."
"What's my best colour?"
"Black."
"Merlin, Ginny, you really have been looking at me a whole more than I thought, haven't you?"
Ah. I see now. All these questions are supposed to make me feel uncomfortable.
"What is my best lady-killer facial expression?"
Sweet Merlin, this guy is so VAIN!
"The expression you have when you're sleeping."
Draco looked at her questioningly at that. "You really have been watching me while I sleep, haven't you?"
"Ask the next damn question."
"Okaaay. What exactly makes me so evil?"
Ginny nearly gasped at the boldness of Draco.
"Well - you always insult me and my family a lot, not to mention Hermione and Harry. And you always think you're better at everything. You're one of those people you can't decide whether you want to kill or kiss senseless." Ginny clamped a hand over her mouth in horror as she realised what she had said.
"I mean - um. sweet Merlin, I take it back."
"Hahahaaa! Oh Salazar! Hahahaaa!"
I should call moments like these, ' Malfoy's Confusing and Incessant Fits of Laughter.'
Draco had to have a few minutes to recover from this laughing fit. He was still left gasping for air a while later.
"I.can.NOT..believe..you.said that!" he said. "You basically admitted you wanted to make all the rumours happen!"
Ginny had then decided something: There were four Draco Malfoy's.
1. The Draco that never stops insulting people
2. The Draco that never stops trying to make people uneasy
3. The Draco that seduces people
4. The Draco that laughs like he's insane
She wondered vaguely how many other Draco's there were.
~*~ Later that night, Ginny couldn't sleep. She wanted some hot chocolate.That always helped her to sleep when she was at home. She gently shook Draco with her free arm.
"Dra - I mean, Malfoy," she said. "Can you come with me to make hot chocolate, please? I can't get up unless you come with me. You know, with our arms practically attached."
Draco stirred, then said groggily, "Why the fuck did you want to make it now, when it's bloody two in the morning," he asked, sounding ticked off.
"Because I can't sleep," she said sincerely, tugging on his other arm. "Please."
"All right," he snapped, climbing out of bed with her. Ginny thought for a moment. "If it's two in the morning can't we say 'Off Bind' now?"
"Yeah."
They both did so. Draco went to sit on the couch in front of the fireplace while Ginny grabbed her wand off the headstand She stood their and muttered a charm, and two mugs of steaming hot cocoa appeared.
Draco's eyes narrowed as he saw this. "Hey, little weasel, isn't that not allowed?"
Ginny looked at him, shrugged, then picked up the mugs and walked over to the couch where he was sitting.
"I wouldn't be talking about breaking rules Malfoy, because looking as good as you do right now with your hair in your face has to be illegal as well," she said good-naturedly, handing him one of the mugs and sitting down next to him.
Draco didn't comment, instead he ran his hands through his hair a few times, then took a sip of the cocoa.
"Your father looks a lot like you," Ginny mused.
"I know," Draco sighed. "At least I have enough sense not to tie my hair back with this dark green ribbon that looks like Salazar Slytherin puked on it, though." Draco shuddered, and Ginny laughed.
"So, what's it like at you're house?"
"We have a bunch of antiques my mother fancies laying around the house. Anything having to do with magic or anything that has magical qualities - we have it."
"I bet you have a palace that's made out of ice, don't you?" said Ginny, thinking of the wildest thing she could think of.
"My grandfather did," said Draco nonchalantly. "Of course, they put a spell on it so nothing would happen to it.and it wouldn't melt or anything."
Ginny's eyes twinkled. "I should have known."
"Well my father often buys very expensive and magical artifacts just so he could put on a big smug 'Look how much money I've got' routine. It disgusts me."
Ginny was suprised at this. "Do you and your father socialise much?"
"No. He treats me like a house elf at home. Only in public does he treat me like everyone expects him to."
"That's horrible!"
"Not necessarily. In a way it's better than him being like on of those parents who hangs around you and embarrasses the crap out of you."
Ginny winced, thinking of her own parents. "But isn't it better to have someone who loves you? Who cares about your well-being?"
Draco snorted.
"Who needs love? If everyone will eventually die, you needn't love, fall in love, or care about anything! It's not worth it. If you love someone, and that goes and person dies." Draco trailed off, then added, "I personally have resolved never to love anyone again after my mother died last year - It would hurt me more than all the beatings I got from my father to prove to me that love hurts."
He lifted his shirt up so Ginny could see numerous scars on his back.
Ginny gasped. "Your father did - that?"
"Yep," Draco said casually. "Every one. He gave them to me the day after my mother died and he - he saw me crying over it. Before every lash he gave me he would say love hurts. And now I have learned it to be true."
Ginny was shaking violently by this point. Merlin.This.Poor..Boy. She was trying hard not to cry.
Ginny set her mug down on the counter and rested her head on Draco's shoulder. She took his hand in hers. Then Draco set his mug down.
He turned to look at Ginny with a mixture of amazement and curiosity. Then he smirked. "Little weasel, I have had no friends, and no one to confide in. You don't know how weird this is having someone care.And now." he said. "You're listening to me."
And, even though their bonds came back moments later, Ginny and Draco fell asleep on the couch in front of the roaring fire.
At least he knows he has someone who cares.
~*~
A/N: I can barely type, it is 11:00 at night, and I am going to a water park tomorrow! Yay! I HOPE YOU WILL REVIEW BECAUSE I WORKED SO HARD TO GETTHESE CHAPTERS OUT SO FAST!!!
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Chapter Five
Smirks that say 'You're Listening to Me'
The next day Draco and Ginny avoided each other as much as they could, but they couldn't avoid each other much, because they were bound together 21 out of 24 hours in a day. On Monday, Ginny had started to attend all of Draco's classes. Fortunately, that meant that she was also sharing some of her classes with Ron, Hermione and Harry.
In Care of Magical Creatures, Hermione was asking questions to Ginny about Draco. Thank Merlin Draco and herself had done the 'Off Bind!' spell before class.
"He can't be that bad.Being Salazar Slytherin spawn and all.." She had said.
Ginny breathed out heavily. "Well - I mean - He's either totally quiet, arguing, putting on an act of passion in front of the Hufflepuff's, harassing me and my family, or putting on that trademark smirk of his."
Hermione raised an eyebrow.
"Ron said you have to share a bed because you are bound together - is it true, or was it the Ron we all know and love overreacting?"
Ginny glanced Draco's way. He was. drop dead gorgeous. And she wasn't afraid to admit it. But looks were everything - as she has tried to convince herself many times.
The whole class was trying to catch weird duck-footed creatures that looked like gophers, but Hermione, being Head Girl, gave Ginny permission to stay and talk with her about 'school.'
Ginny noticed Draco was talking to someone as well. Only Draco Malfoy could get out of class work without permission!
"Oh, no. Herm, it's true."
Hermione gasped, covering her hand over her mouth.
"You didn't - you haven't -"
"Hermione Granger, I have NOT slept with Draco Malfoy." Ginny thought about this. "I mean I slept with him, but I didn't sleep with him."
Hermione looked relieved.
"He does look angelic sleeping though," Ginny commented dreamily, tucking a hair behind her ear and looking at her feet. "He caught me brushing a strand of hair out of his face - Mione, you would've had to be there. Oh Merlin. I am basically admitting it out loud that I think Draco Malfoy is the most sexy and beautiful man in England!"
All while Ginny was confessing this, Hermione had been making slit-throat motions at her silently. Ginny took no notice of it. Suddenly, right after Ginny had finished her sentence, she thought she felt someone's nose brush her cheek and arms wrap around her waist. Ginny stiffened, but did not move, as she felt breath fan her cheek and neck.
"You think I'm the most sexy and beautiful man in England, hmmm?" said an all - too familiar purr of a voice, which sounded amused. She could almost feel him smirking.
Oh sweet mother of Godric Gryffindor kill me now.
"I'm disappointed," he whispered to Ginny, quieter. Hermione could still hear him, however. She also saw Ginny shiver slightly.
"I thought you believed me to be the most sexy and beautiful man in the universe."
Ginny had to smile at that. Yep, that was Draco for you.
Hermione, who had attempted to cover her eyes with her hands, had peeked through her hands.
"Do I turn you on that much, Ginny?"
"Not by your personality, that's for sure."
"So I do turn you on, then? And, what's bad about my personality?" he asked, running his fingers through her hair.
Hermione blanched and bit her lip to stop herself from smiling as she noticed Ginny's discomfort.
"Well - um. Right n-now, you see -"
Draco had let his lips brush against her cheek and cheekbone. Ginny gulped. Hard.
"- Well, y-you see, how you're acting now - it's not you're true personality."
"So." Draco said, trailing his lips down her neck, "Does that mean you don't really like me?"
He sure is a good actor. He can fake a very hurt voice Then Ginny had an idea.
Ginn y turned around to face him. Their noses were touching, her arms went up to wrap around his neck, and his hands remained on her waist. "Of course I do, Dragon., " Ginny said, smiling innocently.
Now Draco's eyes were almost as wide as Hermione's who was opening and closing her mouth in shock, gsaping at her.
And this was the time that Ginny felt a light tap on her shoulder, and turn around to see Ron. Draco, obviously trying to provoke Ron, rolled up his sleeves to reveal intimidating biceps.
"Did you take a break from playing hide-and-seek with those creatures Hagrid brought and see me messing up your sister? Thought you'd throw a punch at me? That's real smart Weasley," Draco looked over at Hermione, "the Head Girl, also known as your wanna-be lover, is standing right over there. So punching me isn't a smart move."
Now Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were standing next to each other and their faces were exactly the same color. Draco suddenly grabbed Ginny by her arm and moved her out of hearing distance from Ron and Hermione (who were left standing in an uncomfortable silence).
Draco whispered, "I need to stand close to you when our hour is up and the bond comes back. Otherwise I'll be pulled toward you and stuck to you, and to onlookers it would seem like I was a hormone-driven guy stalking you."
"But you are," Ginny said matter o' factly.
"Actually, no. I just wanted to see how you would react," he said, not missing a beat. "That was probably the most fun I have had in a long time," he laughed. "You turned as red as a turnip and you s-started to s- stutter." Draco was now doubled over in laughter. "No wonder why your brother was so upset! He saw me trying to s-seduce you!"
He laughed so hard that people watching looked at him like he was insane. He finally took a few deep breaths and got on his knees. "Oh, Salazar. I couldn't believe it when you turned around to face me. Want exactly were you thinking, anyway? I mean, you went all rigid and then you tried to act all.intriguing or something. You scared me for a second."
Ginny's face had never turned a brighter shade of red.
"Can I ask you one question though?"
"Were you serious when you said I was the most sexy and beautiful man in England?"
"Yep!" Ginny said without hesitation. It's amazing how I can be so confident around him when he's farther away.Then he gets closer and I can barely talk at all.
"I see," Draco said, scratching his chin. "Let me ask you a few things then."
"Er - okay, I guess."
"Does my hair look better down or slicked back?"
"Down. Definitely." Ginny said this confidently and fast.
"You make it sound like you'd been thinking about that for hours," he said.
"So what if I have? Next question."
"What's my best colour?"
"Black."
"Merlin, Ginny, you really have been looking at me a whole more than I thought, haven't you?"
Ah. I see now. All these questions are supposed to make me feel uncomfortable.
"What is my best lady-killer facial expression?"
Sweet Merlin, this guy is so VAIN!
"The expression you have when you're sleeping."
Draco looked at her questioningly at that. "You really have been watching me while I sleep, haven't you?"
"Ask the next damn question."
"Okaaay. What exactly makes me so evil?"
Ginny nearly gasped at the boldness of Draco.
"Well - you always insult me and my family a lot, not to mention Hermione and Harry. And you always think you're better at everything. You're one of those people you can't decide whether you want to kill or kiss senseless." Ginny clamped a hand over her mouth in horror as she realised what she had said.
"I mean - um. sweet Merlin, I take it back."
"Hahahaaa! Oh Salazar! Hahahaaa!"
I should call moments like these, ' Malfoy's Confusing and Incessant Fits of Laughter.'
Draco had to have a few minutes to recover from this laughing fit. He was still left gasping for air a while later.
"I.can.NOT..believe..you.said that!" he said. "You basically admitted you wanted to make all the rumours happen!"
Ginny had then decided something: There were four Draco Malfoy's.
1. The Draco that never stops insulting people
2. The Draco that never stops trying to make people uneasy
3. The Draco that seduces people
4. The Draco that laughs like he's insane
She wondered vaguely how many other Draco's there were.
~*~ Later that night, Ginny couldn't sleep. She wanted some hot chocolate.That always helped her to sleep when she was at home. She gently shook Draco with her free arm.
"Dra - I mean, Malfoy," she said. "Can you come with me to make hot chocolate, please? I can't get up unless you come with me. You know, with our arms practically attached."
Draco stirred, then said groggily, "Why the fuck did you want to make it now, when it's bloody two in the morning," he asked, sounding ticked off.
"Because I can't sleep," she said sincerely, tugging on his other arm. "Please."
"All right," he snapped, climbing out of bed with her. Ginny thought for a moment. "If it's two in the morning can't we say 'Off Bind' now?"
"Yeah."
They both did so. Draco went to sit on the couch in front of the fireplace while Ginny grabbed her wand off the headstand She stood their and muttered a charm, and two mugs of steaming hot cocoa appeared.
Draco's eyes narrowed as he saw this. "Hey, little weasel, isn't that not allowed?"
Ginny looked at him, shrugged, then picked up the mugs and walked over to the couch where he was sitting.
"I wouldn't be talking about breaking rules Malfoy, because looking as good as you do right now with your hair in your face has to be illegal as well," she said good-naturedly, handing him one of the mugs and sitting down next to him.
Draco didn't comment, instead he ran his hands through his hair a few times, then took a sip of the cocoa.
"Your father looks a lot like you," Ginny mused.
"I know," Draco sighed. "At least I have enough sense not to tie my hair back with this dark green ribbon that looks like Salazar Slytherin puked on it, though." Draco shuddered, and Ginny laughed.
"So, what's it like at you're house?"
"We have a bunch of antiques my mother fancies laying around the house. Anything having to do with magic or anything that has magical qualities - we have it."
"I bet you have a palace that's made out of ice, don't you?" said Ginny, thinking of the wildest thing she could think of.
"My grandfather did," said Draco nonchalantly. "Of course, they put a spell on it so nothing would happen to it.and it wouldn't melt or anything."
Ginny's eyes twinkled. "I should have known."
"Well my father often buys very expensive and magical artifacts just so he could put on a big smug 'Look how much money I've got' routine. It disgusts me."
Ginny was suprised at this. "Do you and your father socialise much?"
"No. He treats me like a house elf at home. Only in public does he treat me like everyone expects him to."
"That's horrible!"
"Not necessarily. In a way it's better than him being like on of those parents who hangs around you and embarrasses the crap out of you."
Ginny winced, thinking of her own parents. "But isn't it better to have someone who loves you? Who cares about your well-being?"
Draco snorted.
"Who needs love? If everyone will eventually die, you needn't love, fall in love, or care about anything! It's not worth it. If you love someone, and that goes and person dies." Draco trailed off, then added, "I personally have resolved never to love anyone again after my mother died last year - It would hurt me more than all the beatings I got from my father to prove to me that love hurts."
He lifted his shirt up so Ginny could see numerous scars on his back.
Ginny gasped. "Your father did - that?"
"Yep," Draco said casually. "Every one. He gave them to me the day after my mother died and he - he saw me crying over it. Before every lash he gave me he would say love hurts. And now I have learned it to be true."
Ginny was shaking violently by this point. Merlin.This.Poor..Boy. She was trying hard not to cry.
Ginny set her mug down on the counter and rested her head on Draco's shoulder. She took his hand in hers. Then Draco set his mug down.
He turned to look at Ginny with a mixture of amazement and curiosity. Then he smirked. "Little weasel, I have had no friends, and no one to confide in. You don't know how weird this is having someone care.And now." he said. "You're listening to me."
And, even though their bonds came back moments later, Ginny and Draco fell asleep on the couch in front of the roaring fire.
At least he knows he has someone who cares.
~*~
A/N: I can barely type, it is 11:00 at night, and I am going to a water park tomorrow! Yay! I HOPE YOU WILL REVIEW BECAUSE I WORKED SO HARD TO GETTHESE CHAPTERS OUT SO FAST!!!
