What was the point of liking a prat like him? I practicaly threw myself at him, making myself look more vulnerable than ever, and he kept talking about his dream girl, as if she's the only thing that matters in the world to him. How could he be as dumb as to not realize my tears, my tone of voice, he certainly didn't know when to stop talking about his "chika". How annoying is that? When the man that you deeply care about with your whole heart only sees you as a best friend and talks nonstop about his damn dream girl (lol, personal experience, it hurts a lot). I just cried my eyes out that night, feeling pain leave my body with each tear and coming back with the next. I couldn't go on anymore. I felt as if all my body was sore, I didn't know what to do at all.In the morning, when I looked at myself in the mirror, I barely recognized the person staring back at me. My eyes were puffy and red and my cheeks were tear-stained, my lips swollen. Well, I said to myself, if the prat won't see me as anything more than a best friend, there is always Draco. He seemed pretty happy yesterday.
I walked out of the room, forgetting to wash my face because I was so deep in thought. I came out and got greeted by a stare from Draco and as soon as Draco spoke, Harry turned around.
"What the hell happened to you? You spent the whole night crying because I saw you half-naked?" HE asked, the urge of wanting to know written all over his face. As soon as he said this I looked at Harry and I could've sworn he was going to punch Malfoy but instead he grabbed a cup of coffee and placed it in fron of me.
"Mind your business, Malfoy. Curiosity killed the cat." I walked to the bathroom and washed my face, trying to make the puffiness of my eyes less visible, but there was no point to it, no matter how hard I tried, there was no change, so I just walked out.
"So... what's Ginny doing today?" Draco said, coming to sit next to me.
"Once again, mind your own business." I said very bitterly.
"Whoa, whoa, relax. If you're angry about yesterday, I'm sorry. But I don't know how many times I have to excuse myself before you accept my appologies. So... I'm not gonna appologize anymore, instead, if you're not doing anything, I'm offering to show you a good time, are you game?" He asked, looking into my eyes. I gave a quiet laugh to myself from how off the subject he was. He actually thought I cared about the condition he saw me in, but since he was asking me out, why shouldn't I have a good time? I lookd over at Harry and I saw his face red with fury, but I thought nothing of it. Why should he care anyways? He has his dream girl to worry about.
"Draco, I'm a Gryffindor, remember? Of course I'm game. What did you have in mind?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Well... there's this nice muggle club around here, and as much as I don't like them, their clubs are off-da-hook." He said and I chuckled at the fake American accent when the words off-da-hook were pronounced. "Do you know how to dance like a muggle?" He asked me, and I was sort of taken aback at this. I had never been to a Muggle club, and I had no idea how they danced, but I just nodded and took a sip out of my morning coffee. "Sounds good then." He said, getting ready to get up from the table.
"Just so I know... are you asking me out on a date?" He suddenly turned around, his face whiter than I had ever seen. He gave a nervous chuckle, and regained his posture, looking straight into my eyes.
"Think of it what you want, Weasley. But just so you know, if you want to flatter yourself and think of it as one, you should know that I expect a few things from a girl on a date." I stood up, and he gave me a head to toe look, walking closer to me, and whispered in my ears "If you know what I mean." And I felt his hand travel down my back till the point that it was rested on my "derriere". I looked into his eyes, then it was my turn to whisper into his ears "Don't flatter yourself." and I nibbled on his ear for a second. He looked at my face in shock, as if not believing what had just happened, then walked away, muttering the words "We'll see" under his breath. I had completely forgotten Harry's presence in the kitchen till I felt his intense gaze behind my head. I turned around, and looked at him, and gave him an innocent smile. He looked seriously angry, more than he had yesterday.
"Be careful with him, Ginny."
"Tss... you worry too much, Potter." I said messing up his hair more than it already was. "He wouldn't dare try anything, and even if he did, I'm a big girl, I can handle myself." I said, my hand still in his hair, lost in his eyes now staring into mine.
"I know you can... but I've known some of his 'dates' and he calls them, and... they say he has this certain charm that they just can't say no to... ." He said, trying to make me aware of a danger I did not see, he looked really serious and scared for me. I sighed and looked at him.
"Don't worry, Harry, all will be fine, plus, you should worry about your little plan with your dream girl, not about me. So just enjoy the free time you get in the house to plan something special for her." I said this and much to my own dismay, walked away from him, and sort of shouted so that Draco could hear "So what time tonight, Malfoy?" He shouted a barely audible "10:30" and went back to muttering something under his breath.
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I was very nervous that night for some reason. What did he mean when he asked me if I knew how to dance like a Muggle? How the hell did they dance? I wanted to look as slutty as possible, and I had absolutely no idea. It wasn't as if I cared about what Draco thought of me, was it?I wore a very low cut black top which left a part of my clevage showing and a very short matching black skirt. I wore a black G underneath and made sure that part of it was showing. I pulled on my high-heel black boots (I'm imaging the pointy Tim's in my head, I'm sure most of you know what I'm talking about) and I pulled my hair back into a tight ponytail, and put on a little makeup, just so I didn't look like my usual self. There came a gentle knock at the door, and I knew it was Draco. I put on a coat since we were right in the middle of January and buttoned it up so that he couldn't see anything underneath it, as if suddenly aware of how un-Ginny like I looked. I went to the door and opened it up and without being invited, Draco walked in and closed the door behind him. He looked exceptionaly good. He was sort of dressed the same way thet Harry was dressed when they had come to my house. 2 or 3 of his buttons were undone, leaving a part of his muscles in my view. And as he passed by me, I noticed he smelled very good.
"So... this is the room that neither Harry nor I have have had the pleasure to see. Nice, very nice." He said looking around my room.
"Just so we're clear, when you said you were gonna show me a good time, you didn't mean in my room, did you?" I asked now very aware of his presence in my bedroom. He chuckled and walked as close as possible to me.
"No" he whispered into my ears. "Not just yet, Virginia. But I'm sure we'll come to that soon. Don't worry, you will get a more exposed view of me." He said and he started kissing my neck for about 10 seconds, and I felt my blood boil as soon as his tongue touched my skin. I had never felt anything so odd... nobody's touch had ever revived me that much. He looked into my eyes, and whispered the words "We should get going now" breathlessly, his mouth very much close to my face. I didn't like his arrogance. He actualy thought he would get far with me. It just made me want to slap him across the face, but at the same time, it made me want to pull him close to me, kissing him and never letting go. When we got to the club, he gave the bouncer a sign as soon as we were in front of him, and he shook hands with him, giving him money, I imagine because without having to wait in line, we walked in. As soon as we did so, I understood what he meant when he asked if I could dance like a Muggle. It was like we were in a strip club, only difference, girls weren't as naked, but they weren't all that covered either, mind you, and instead of grinding on a pole, they were grinding on guys. My eyes were ready to pop out when I realized how inappropriate a short skirt like mine is when I saw a Muggle girl wearing the same thing and dancing with a guy. Let's just say it left very little to the imagination. Draco took my coat off and gaped at me, his mouth partialy opened.
"Wow... I didn't know a Weasley could look that good." He said, still looking at me, making me feel rather uncomfortable. I just smiled and walked closer to him, and pulled him into a hug, my face in his chest. I looked up, and tried to explain that I had no idea how to dance like that, but he didn't seem to hear me, because the music was too loud. A woman around 25 came and grabbed him from the back, shouting the words "You don't mind do you? one song only." And she took him away from me. I was surprised because I had never seen that side of him. The girl was grinding on him, first her back facing him, then she turned around, they were dancing face to face, and she was touching him all over, which made me very jealous. I couldn't believe it. This was my date and she was sticking herself to him. I got to say that the fact that she was very good looking and that Draco's hands were now travelling on her legs, working themselves up had a lot to do with my jealousy as well. I walked over to them and grabbed the front of his shirt and made him walk away from the very dissapointed Muggle.
"Oh, you want a turn?" He said, with a huge smile on his face, looking at my chest area.
"As long as we're here, I might as well get one, don't you think? It's not everyday I see this side of you." I said.
At first I felt very uncomfortable, very aware of his presence behind me. I had my back facing him, but we weren't as close as the other couples, in fact there was a great distance between us compared to others. But as time went on, I felt him getting closer and closer to me, and I had absolutely no idea what to do. I looked at other girls to see what they were doing, and it was nothing special. All they did was move their butts in a circle to the beat, and brushing the guy's "unmentionables" with it. I decided to do the same thing, going up and down to the beat as well, but after around 15 minutes I realized that my legs couldn't take going up and down anymore. In fact it felt that they couldn't keep me up a second longer. I turned around to let him know so we could go to a corner, take a little break than go back, but as I did so, he took it as if I wanted to dance face to face with him, because he put one of his legs between both of mine and pulled me closer and undid my ponytail. I felt as though he didn't know where his hands belonged because he kept shifting uncomfortably. I took one of them and placed them on my back, the other one, on the lower part of my thigh, near my knee. I could feel his laboured breathing in my ear and I felt the hand on my thigh move upwards. I felt a sudden rush when he finaly started kissing my neck, and his hand underneath my skirt playing with the string *NOT the private part*. Suddenly the song changed into a song apparently called snake. The beat was sort of slower than the other songs, and as I listened to the lyrics, I tried to follow what the song was saying. "Shake your body like a snake now" ,"Let me see you going low now" or "bring it up and let it roll now." It took the worry of coming up with my own dance moves, and I suddenly felt Malfoy stiffen in front of me, and I realized why. I had never felt a guy that near me and that turned on. I couldn't believe it. I somehow felt flattered and enjoyed playing with his head, running my hand all over his now sweating torso, and bringing it up and down, all over. He intensified the kissed on my neck, and his breathing became a lot louder. When I looked around, I realized that we were a LOT closer than other couples in the club. He suddenly brought his head out of my undone hair and stared into my eyes, and I could read the desire in his eyes.
"I think we should get out of here." He said, and I noticed he was out of breath and a bit flushed himself. I suddenly got the idea that he meant to a place where he could get his way with me, and I got a bit scared and tried to talk to him into staying.
"WHY? I'm having a GREAT time, and I gotta say, you're a GREAT date."
"No, I really think we should get out." He said, his voice a bit more stern this time.
"WHY? I seriously don't get you."
"Virginia, do I need to spell it out for you? If we dance like that for another 10 minutes, I cannot guarantee that I could...ugh... how da hell am I supposed to tell YOU this?.... I don't think I could remain a gentleman anymore." He said, looking into my eyes. "Let's just go somewhere and have a coffee and cool down before we get ourselves into something we'll regret." I was really shocked at this. He was scared of hurting me. But somehow, I didn't care, I didn't want to go back to that house, to Harry and his deep thoughts about his dream girl.
"You think you've been acting like a gentleman so far?" I asked, and he looked suddenly annoyed. I took a hold of his shirt, brought him close to my face and kissed him. At first, I just gave him a kiss on his lips, but after a second, I realized that he had deepened the kiss by introducing his tongue into my mouth, and I wasn't objecting. We kissed like that for a moment, and I pushed him off.
"I'm not scared of you, Malfoy." I said, both looking and sounding very serious, my grip still on his shirt, bringing him along to the dance floor as well.
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Um well, as we could see, the ratings go up in this chapter. That's why I put PG-13. Oh boy... I really want reviews, sniff, cmon ppol, help me out.
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I walked out of the room, forgetting to wash my face because I was so deep in thought. I came out and got greeted by a stare from Draco and as soon as Draco spoke, Harry turned around.
"What the hell happened to you? You spent the whole night crying because I saw you half-naked?" HE asked, the urge of wanting to know written all over his face. As soon as he said this I looked at Harry and I could've sworn he was going to punch Malfoy but instead he grabbed a cup of coffee and placed it in fron of me.
"Mind your business, Malfoy. Curiosity killed the cat." I walked to the bathroom and washed my face, trying to make the puffiness of my eyes less visible, but there was no point to it, no matter how hard I tried, there was no change, so I just walked out.
"So... what's Ginny doing today?" Draco said, coming to sit next to me.
"Once again, mind your own business." I said very bitterly.
"Whoa, whoa, relax. If you're angry about yesterday, I'm sorry. But I don't know how many times I have to excuse myself before you accept my appologies. So... I'm not gonna appologize anymore, instead, if you're not doing anything, I'm offering to show you a good time, are you game?" He asked, looking into my eyes. I gave a quiet laugh to myself from how off the subject he was. He actually thought I cared about the condition he saw me in, but since he was asking me out, why shouldn't I have a good time? I lookd over at Harry and I saw his face red with fury, but I thought nothing of it. Why should he care anyways? He has his dream girl to worry about.
"Draco, I'm a Gryffindor, remember? Of course I'm game. What did you have in mind?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Well... there's this nice muggle club around here, and as much as I don't like them, their clubs are off-da-hook." He said and I chuckled at the fake American accent when the words off-da-hook were pronounced. "Do you know how to dance like a muggle?" He asked me, and I was sort of taken aback at this. I had never been to a Muggle club, and I had no idea how they danced, but I just nodded and took a sip out of my morning coffee. "Sounds good then." He said, getting ready to get up from the table.
"Just so I know... are you asking me out on a date?" He suddenly turned around, his face whiter than I had ever seen. He gave a nervous chuckle, and regained his posture, looking straight into my eyes.
"Think of it what you want, Weasley. But just so you know, if you want to flatter yourself and think of it as one, you should know that I expect a few things from a girl on a date." I stood up, and he gave me a head to toe look, walking closer to me, and whispered in my ears "If you know what I mean." And I felt his hand travel down my back till the point that it was rested on my "derriere". I looked into his eyes, then it was my turn to whisper into his ears "Don't flatter yourself." and I nibbled on his ear for a second. He looked at my face in shock, as if not believing what had just happened, then walked away, muttering the words "We'll see" under his breath. I had completely forgotten Harry's presence in the kitchen till I felt his intense gaze behind my head. I turned around, and looked at him, and gave him an innocent smile. He looked seriously angry, more than he had yesterday.
"Be careful with him, Ginny."
"Tss... you worry too much, Potter." I said messing up his hair more than it already was. "He wouldn't dare try anything, and even if he did, I'm a big girl, I can handle myself." I said, my hand still in his hair, lost in his eyes now staring into mine.
"I know you can... but I've known some of his 'dates' and he calls them, and... they say he has this certain charm that they just can't say no to... ." He said, trying to make me aware of a danger I did not see, he looked really serious and scared for me. I sighed and looked at him.
"Don't worry, Harry, all will be fine, plus, you should worry about your little plan with your dream girl, not about me. So just enjoy the free time you get in the house to plan something special for her." I said this and much to my own dismay, walked away from him, and sort of shouted so that Draco could hear "So what time tonight, Malfoy?" He shouted a barely audible "10:30" and went back to muttering something under his breath.
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I was very nervous that night for some reason. What did he mean when he asked me if I knew how to dance like a Muggle? How the hell did they dance? I wanted to look as slutty as possible, and I had absolutely no idea. It wasn't as if I cared about what Draco thought of me, was it?I wore a very low cut black top which left a part of my clevage showing and a very short matching black skirt. I wore a black G underneath and made sure that part of it was showing. I pulled on my high-heel black boots (I'm imaging the pointy Tim's in my head, I'm sure most of you know what I'm talking about) and I pulled my hair back into a tight ponytail, and put on a little makeup, just so I didn't look like my usual self. There came a gentle knock at the door, and I knew it was Draco. I put on a coat since we were right in the middle of January and buttoned it up so that he couldn't see anything underneath it, as if suddenly aware of how un-Ginny like I looked. I went to the door and opened it up and without being invited, Draco walked in and closed the door behind him. He looked exceptionaly good. He was sort of dressed the same way thet Harry was dressed when they had come to my house. 2 or 3 of his buttons were undone, leaving a part of his muscles in my view. And as he passed by me, I noticed he smelled very good.
"So... this is the room that neither Harry nor I have have had the pleasure to see. Nice, very nice." He said looking around my room.
"Just so we're clear, when you said you were gonna show me a good time, you didn't mean in my room, did you?" I asked now very aware of his presence in my bedroom. He chuckled and walked as close as possible to me.
"No" he whispered into my ears. "Not just yet, Virginia. But I'm sure we'll come to that soon. Don't worry, you will get a more exposed view of me." He said and he started kissing my neck for about 10 seconds, and I felt my blood boil as soon as his tongue touched my skin. I had never felt anything so odd... nobody's touch had ever revived me that much. He looked into my eyes, and whispered the words "We should get going now" breathlessly, his mouth very much close to my face. I didn't like his arrogance. He actualy thought he would get far with me. It just made me want to slap him across the face, but at the same time, it made me want to pull him close to me, kissing him and never letting go. When we got to the club, he gave the bouncer a sign as soon as we were in front of him, and he shook hands with him, giving him money, I imagine because without having to wait in line, we walked in. As soon as we did so, I understood what he meant when he asked if I could dance like a Muggle. It was like we were in a strip club, only difference, girls weren't as naked, but they weren't all that covered either, mind you, and instead of grinding on a pole, they were grinding on guys. My eyes were ready to pop out when I realized how inappropriate a short skirt like mine is when I saw a Muggle girl wearing the same thing and dancing with a guy. Let's just say it left very little to the imagination. Draco took my coat off and gaped at me, his mouth partialy opened.
"Wow... I didn't know a Weasley could look that good." He said, still looking at me, making me feel rather uncomfortable. I just smiled and walked closer to him, and pulled him into a hug, my face in his chest. I looked up, and tried to explain that I had no idea how to dance like that, but he didn't seem to hear me, because the music was too loud. A woman around 25 came and grabbed him from the back, shouting the words "You don't mind do you? one song only." And she took him away from me. I was surprised because I had never seen that side of him. The girl was grinding on him, first her back facing him, then she turned around, they were dancing face to face, and she was touching him all over, which made me very jealous. I couldn't believe it. This was my date and she was sticking herself to him. I got to say that the fact that she was very good looking and that Draco's hands were now travelling on her legs, working themselves up had a lot to do with my jealousy as well. I walked over to them and grabbed the front of his shirt and made him walk away from the very dissapointed Muggle.
"Oh, you want a turn?" He said, with a huge smile on his face, looking at my chest area.
"As long as we're here, I might as well get one, don't you think? It's not everyday I see this side of you." I said.
At first I felt very uncomfortable, very aware of his presence behind me. I had my back facing him, but we weren't as close as the other couples, in fact there was a great distance between us compared to others. But as time went on, I felt him getting closer and closer to me, and I had absolutely no idea what to do. I looked at other girls to see what they were doing, and it was nothing special. All they did was move their butts in a circle to the beat, and brushing the guy's "unmentionables" with it. I decided to do the same thing, going up and down to the beat as well, but after around 15 minutes I realized that my legs couldn't take going up and down anymore. In fact it felt that they couldn't keep me up a second longer. I turned around to let him know so we could go to a corner, take a little break than go back, but as I did so, he took it as if I wanted to dance face to face with him, because he put one of his legs between both of mine and pulled me closer and undid my ponytail. I felt as though he didn't know where his hands belonged because he kept shifting uncomfortably. I took one of them and placed them on my back, the other one, on the lower part of my thigh, near my knee. I could feel his laboured breathing in my ear and I felt the hand on my thigh move upwards. I felt a sudden rush when he finaly started kissing my neck, and his hand underneath my skirt playing with the string *NOT the private part*. Suddenly the song changed into a song apparently called snake. The beat was sort of slower than the other songs, and as I listened to the lyrics, I tried to follow what the song was saying. "Shake your body like a snake now" ,"Let me see you going low now" or "bring it up and let it roll now." It took the worry of coming up with my own dance moves, and I suddenly felt Malfoy stiffen in front of me, and I realized why. I had never felt a guy that near me and that turned on. I couldn't believe it. I somehow felt flattered and enjoyed playing with his head, running my hand all over his now sweating torso, and bringing it up and down, all over. He intensified the kissed on my neck, and his breathing became a lot louder. When I looked around, I realized that we were a LOT closer than other couples in the club. He suddenly brought his head out of my undone hair and stared into my eyes, and I could read the desire in his eyes.
"I think we should get out of here." He said, and I noticed he was out of breath and a bit flushed himself. I suddenly got the idea that he meant to a place where he could get his way with me, and I got a bit scared and tried to talk to him into staying.
"WHY? I'm having a GREAT time, and I gotta say, you're a GREAT date."
"No, I really think we should get out." He said, his voice a bit more stern this time.
"WHY? I seriously don't get you."
"Virginia, do I need to spell it out for you? If we dance like that for another 10 minutes, I cannot guarantee that I could...ugh... how da hell am I supposed to tell YOU this?.... I don't think I could remain a gentleman anymore." He said, looking into my eyes. "Let's just go somewhere and have a coffee and cool down before we get ourselves into something we'll regret." I was really shocked at this. He was scared of hurting me. But somehow, I didn't care, I didn't want to go back to that house, to Harry and his deep thoughts about his dream girl.
"You think you've been acting like a gentleman so far?" I asked, and he looked suddenly annoyed. I took a hold of his shirt, brought him close to my face and kissed him. At first, I just gave him a kiss on his lips, but after a second, I realized that he had deepened the kiss by introducing his tongue into my mouth, and I wasn't objecting. We kissed like that for a moment, and I pushed him off.
"I'm not scared of you, Malfoy." I said, both looking and sounding very serious, my grip still on his shirt, bringing him along to the dance floor as well.
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Um well, as we could see, the ratings go up in this chapter. That's why I put PG-13. Oh boy... I really want reviews, sniff, cmon ppol, help me out.
And eeodee, I have to say I LOVE you big time for your reviews.
