A/N: Hey guys!! I am soo sorry that it has taken me so long to update. I'm working on a production in my town, and it's been taking up a lot of my time, but I have been working on this chapter, and, well, here you have it!
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Chapter 5: Confronting the Dragon
In all of her life, Ginny Weasley had never felt so violated, so used. She shuddered every time she thought about one of her dreams. She, of course, had instantly blamed Malfoy the second she had realized that they were both having them. Still, she hadn't taken off the bracelet he had given her, that had the dangling M that obviously stood for 'Malfoy' on it. The bracelet had caused her to wonder how real her dreams were, exactly. She remembered the times that she had woken up with swollen lips. A virginal blush crept over her face as she hopped out of the shower for the third time that day. She felt so dirty, and to top it all off she had agreed to going out on a date with Harry that night, hence the constant scrubbing. She tried to keep her mind off of the subject, but for some reason she couldn't drop it. Something about it wasn't right. There had to be some sort of curse that was making them have these dreams, otherwise why would she be having them? A knock at the door broke her thoughts away from her dreams.
"Hello Harry!" she greeted happily, glancing at the wall clock, "You're early," she added, raising her eyebrow up at him. He grinned sheepishly as he moved in to give her a hug.
"No, I'm not early . . . you're just late," he laughed, inviting himself into her house. She followed suit and closed the door behind them.
"So, I take it I ruined some part of our 'surprise' plans for tonight?" she asked, biting into her lower lip. She took one of her hands into the other, realizing how dirty it felt to her. "Water?" she offered, using that as an excuse to go and scrub at her hands.
"Er, only the dinner reservations. Nothing that important," he joked, moving his hand up to dust some of his untidy hair out of his face. She wiped her hands against her pants and returned, glass in hand, and offered it to him.
"I am so sorry, Harry! There must be something wrong with my wall clock," she muttered angrily, throwing a disdainful glance at the old clock hanging on the wall.
"Yea, well, we'll get it fixed, but we still have a chance to go see that muggle film I was telling you about," he said, and without further notice he chauffeured her out of the front door.
"The movie was so depressing...How Muggles can stand torturing themselves with seeing things like that is beyond me!" Ginny muttered as she finished wiping away the tears that streaked her face. She and Harry had gone and seen Radio Flyer at an old fashioned type of theatre.
"It wasn't that bad, Gin! It was a story of overcoming something that most would believe a kid couldn't do.."
"Much like you did with You-Know-Who, right Harry?" Ginny asked, noticing how the witches and wizards around them at Florentine's still flinched at those words, even though he was now truly gone.
"Er..yea, I guess.." he said, still blushing as she complimented him. "Hey, one second, I want to get today's newspaper, I forgot to pick one up!" he commented as he paid the vendor and opened it up. Almost instantly he began to crack up. "I think Ron is going to kill you..." he muttered.
"What are you talking about, Harry?" Ginny asked him as she ran her fingers back through her hair, watching him curiously.
"You're article, dear.." he said as he handed the newspaper over to the forgetful Ginny.
A Match Made in Heaven... by Virginia Weasley
After wasting their first six years of friendship bickering, and then the
three more after that dating, the two best friends of the acclaimed Boy-
Who-Lived finally decide to tie-the-knot. Ronald Weasley, who is now
the current Keeper for the Chudley Cannons, and Hermione Granger,
who currently teaches Arithmancy at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft
and Wizardry, are content that the two are meant for each other. Ho-
wever, Miss Granger has made it known that she hasn't decided on
a date yet. Mr. Weasley is willing to wait, though, for he says, and
I can safely quote "I'd separate water, walk across burning coals, or go to
Hell and come back for her,". We can only hope that she is willing
to do the same, Mr. Weasley, we can only hope.
"Oh...right...I forgot about that! I am soo not going home tonight..no way..."she shuddered at the thought of her angry brother and his disgruntled bride-to-be waiting for her in her livingroom when she arrived back home.
"Oh yea? Well then, just where do you think you're going to stay, because it'll be over my dead body should I hear you're deciding to sleep on the streets or something!" Harry added protectively. Ginny scooted in and pressed her lips against his lightly.
"Well, then maybe you could . . . provide me with a place to crash for the night?" whispered slyly, still, if one had taken a close enough look they would have noticed the wistful glint in her eyes, or maybe even the her cheeks becoming slightly more rose colored than they had been before.
"Er-uh- what I mean is, well my place has...you know, room..for you.." he managed to choke out, causing Ginny to smile and fling her arms around him.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you! Just don't tell Ron," she warned him, and then she went back to finishing off the rest of her strawberry-scraggler ((feels like feet tickling your throat all the way down!)).
Clothes were strewn along the floor of the unfamiliar bedroom that Ginny resided in. Her eyes fluttered open suddenly, and she realized that there was an oversized shirt covering her body rather scantily. She sat up suddenly and thrust a hand into her hair as she looked at a rather amused looking Harry, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.
"Wha – Did I? Did we?? I mean..." Ginny rambled on, searching for some memory in her mind of what had happened that night. She looked at the small alarm clock that was located next to Harry's bed, the time reading 12:01 a.m. Harry's face broke into a grin and a chuckle.
"Relax, Gin. We didn't do anything. I mean we did do something," he motioned to the clothes strewn on his floor, "but you fell asleep before anything really happened," Ginny breathed a sigh of relief, and then she began to laugh.
"I'm sorry, Harry. I must have just been incredibly tired. In fact, I still am...do you mind if I continue to sleep here or do you want me to move out to your couch or something?" she asked timidly.
"Oh, by all means. You can sleep in here with me, I wont bite..I promise!" he teased, and then he turned onto his side, facing in the opposite direction as Ginny, who closed her eyes and immediately fell asleep.
Did she always have to find him that intoxicating? She never could remember a time back from when she was still in school with Draco that she found his real presence like a drug, but nevertheless it seemed that she couldn't have anything but him. It had been a long while, years even, since Ginny's dream had started with her already wrapped in Draco's muscular arms, and yet here she was, tongue already exploring his depths hungrily. He undid the clasp in her hair that kept it up in a tight bun, sending curls cascading down along her bare shoulders. The shivers that came from her hair tickling her skin sent a chain reaction of pulsations down her spine. His hand reached down to her wrist.
"I see you liked the bracelet I gave you. It looks great against your skin," he added, kissing the bracelet seductively. She smiled up at him and bit into her lower lip.
"What is going on here?" Ginny heard behind her. She froze, suddenly feeling very naked as she realized that she stood there, scarcely covered by her undergarments.
"Mind your own business, Potter. You didn't seem to care in any of my other dreams what went on, why the sudden change?" Draco asked as he wrapped his arms around Ginny's waist from behind and began to kiss along her neck. She swatted at him embarrassedly and avoided eye contact with either of the guys. Why she was feeling so embarrassed, she didn't know, for she knew that it was only a dream. Only a dream. A dream...
"Oh no..." she groaned as she realized how very 'real' these dreams had proven to be to her. Both pairs of eyes darted in her direction, and Harry took his cloak off and handed it to her to cover up, figuring that was what she was 'oh no-ing' about. "Not happening...." she cried.
"What's wrong with you, Ginny? It's only a dream.." Draco muttered, looking at her oddly.
"That's it. It, er, it's just a dream Harry...wake up.......wake up!" she ordered, waiting for Harry to turn and disappear as he had done before. She had finally realized that something from the magical world had cursed her, or something, to have these dreams with Draco, and she had somehow pulled Harry in. That was why he had suddenly awakened in her dreams, whereas before he was simply a walking memory, not distracted by anything but Cho. She watched as Harry's eyes seemed to concider the fact, and then they sort of glossed over as an apparition of Cho appeared, causing him to run of in it's direction.
"I've got to learn how you did that," Draco muttered ash he moved in to remove her cloak. She clasped it tightly in front of her, not wanting to allow him a glimpse of her.
"We need to talk..." Ginny grumbled, grabbing Draco's arm and tugging on it roughly. He seemed to be a bit shocked at this action.
"Talk? About what, and since when?" he questioned in an irritated tone, as if the only point of this dream was to do the unthinkable with her.
"About these dreams. You think they're yours, I think they're mine. Well guess what? We're both having them!" Ginny muttered. Draco looked at her in disbelief. "Okay, I'd say I'm about sixteen in this dream, and you would be seventeen. So how can I know about what you tried to do with me –er– to me when we were at the theatre watching Macbeth? Or about dinner at my house the other night?" Ginny added, hoping to convince him.
"Listen, Weasel, you know about that stuff because this is my mind, and dreams aren't necessarily based on fact," he said, moving in to place a kiss on her lips. She turned and only let him have the cheek.
"Believe what you want, but when you wake up you'll find yourself laying in a bed next to my best friend Mattie. Mention seeing something like this bracelet you gave me. I can almost guarantee that she'll mention me having one that Fred and George gave me. Wake up now," she whispered seductively close to his ear...
Draco Malfoy's eyes snapped open and his arm twitched, causing the mass of brown hair laying against him to stir and sit up lazily next to him, stretching.
"No way," he muttered, still not wanting to believe the dream had been real. Still, the way the surreal Ginny spoke to him was unnerving.
"Hmmm?" Mattie asked as she curled around Draco, laying one hand across his bare chest.
"Huh? Oh... Have you ever seen a sliver chain bracelet with an 'M' charm thing hanging off of it?" he asked in a less than subtle way.
"Oh yes! Ginny's brothers, Fred and George, got her one for her birthday or something! She told me that it reminded them of her or something! Why do you ask?" she added suspiciously.
"No reason, I just had a dream about one is all...thought I might get you one, but if your little cohort, Weasley, already has it, then I'll just look for something different," he added in mock disdain. If he wasn't so great at keeping his emotions off of his face, you'd see a very panicky and humiliated Malfoy sitting in his bed, registering the information he'd just found out.
"So, how was your vacation in France with 'his Royal-Highness'?" Ginny mocked as she arrived to work that next Monday with Mattie.
"It was amazing! Funny though, Draco brought up that bracelet of yours. Weird coincidence, eh?" Mattie asked her as she went to her own desk and began shuffling through her papers.
"Yes, extremely weird!" Ginny laughed half-heartedly as she, two, moved to her own desk.
"So...how did that article turn out? I didn't get to read it," Mattie asked. Ginny pulled out the clipping she had saved and framed and handed it to Mattie to read, who, when she finished, began to laugh. "He must have murdered you, Ginny!" she laughed, causing Ginny to blush.
"Er, not necessarily...I didn't exactly go home when the article was put in the paper," she informed her friend, trying to make it seem as if it wasn't a big deal, but it was to no avail as everything that happened in Ginny's life was a big deal to Mattie.
"Oh? Then where did you stay?" Mattie asked expectantly as she scurried over to Ginny's desk and leaned up against it as she straddled the chair she sat on.
"Uh, Harry's place," she said as cooly as she could, her face still breaking out into that virginal blush that she usually could keep under wraps.
"Oh? Really, huh? I want the details!! Did you sleep with him?" Mattie asked a bit loudly, causing Ginny to wonder just how many ears were perked up, listening to their conversation. This was a newspaper office after all, and writers are always looking for big stories.
"NO! I mean, I slept with him, but I didn't 'sleep' with him. At least, not in the way you are talking about!" Ginny muttered loudly, hoping that would disinterest everyone else in the room who was listening.
"Why not, Gin? That's absurd!" Mattie whispered in disbelief, clapping a hand to her own forehead.
"Well, I can't say we didn't try. I mean, I fell asleep before anything could actually happen," she added, her voice filled with embarrassment. Mattie found this incredibly funny, and was nearly on the floor once she heard this.
"That is the most mortifying sex story I've ever heard! Concider yourself crowned, Ginny!" Mattie mocked.
"And just what is the Weasel being crowned for," a cold voice filled their ears, causing the hairs on the back of Ginny's neck to prick up.
"The mortification I brought my brother is all," Ginny lied before Mattie could open her mouth as she laid her head on her hand. She avoided eye contact with Draco, even when Mattie had jumped up to stand next to him.
"That's a nice bracelet you've got there, Weasley, how did you ever get the money to pay for it? Sell your mother?" he teased heartlessly.
"Let's just say that it was my dream gift," and with that she turned away from the two and began to get working on her assigned article.
Draco had hung out around the office with Mattie for another hour so she could finish her article before Mattie announced that she was going to go hand it over to Glory for any adjustments and didn't know when she would be back. Slightly unnerved at the idea of being alone with Malfoy, Ginny stood up and took her break, making her way outside.
"Interesting predicament we are in, huh Weasel?" the voice drawled along behind her as a tall, fair haired man stopped short in front of her.
"Interesting indeed! I know you are up to something, Malfoy, and however it was that you found out how to break into my dreams, I advise you stop doing it or I'll report you to the Ministry!" Ginny threatened.
"I assure you, Weasel, that I had nothing to do with this. Trust me, I'd have stopped them long ago if I could have," he added in a disgusted tone as he took a seat next to her.
"Don't think that I wouldn't have, either," Ginny muttered, making absolutely certain that he was aware of that fact. She felt a hand grazing her hair out of her face. She turned to look at Draco, who smirked back at her and moved in to place a passionate kiss on her lips.
"I thought I made it clear that I wanted you to stay the hell away from me, Malfoy!" Ginny yelled, standing up. "You're such a prat! I'm looking forward to the day when I'll never have to see you again!" she replied hotly, and she stormed back into her office. Leaning back casually, Draco smirked at her disappearing body.
"Well, that certainly wont be any time soon," and with that, he followed after her and entered back in to get Mattie, and apparate away.
A/N: Okay, so here we go, in order from newest to oldest, here are my responses and thank you's to my loyal reviewers....I LOVE YOU GUYS!!! hehe
dracomio - Thank you, yea I liked the Chain with the M on it too...hehehe xD
Pii Rainwalker: Thank you!!
MelissaAdams - here's the update you wanted!! And thanks, I love Ginny!!((in a platonic way.))
Fire-sprite16 - Wow, thank you soo much! You're the loyal reviewer I'm talking about! I'm really glad you like this story!! Here's the update you wanted, and yea I wish I had more reviews too, but I can't force people to review, now, can I? Hehe
twoc2bcool - I'm really glad I got you thinking about my story, and yea, I loved getting Ginny a bit drunk too, it was funny! Yea, Mattie's a sweetheart, a good best friend, but she just doesn't always have her head in the right place..
Snake-eyes1013B - Thanks! Yes I love conflicts too!!
SamiJo - Don't we all? Ginny's a lucky one, isn't she? Hehe
Kaya Kallypsso - Thank you! I hope that this chapter helped clear up some things, and I'm sorry the last chapter was soo vague, I think I got a bit of writer's block when I was writing it. Hehe so here's the update you asked for!!
xangelcrisisx - *grins evilly* I'm not telling you if he really likes Mattie or not...you just guess on your own...you'll find out later on, trust me! Hehe and thank you, here's the update you wanted!
Katie - Trust me, I keep changing my feelings towards Mattie too. She's one of those best friends, ya know, that gets every guy she wants, and she'll go out with a guy if you tell her it's okay, even if she knows you like him just because you said it was okay...I'm sorry you are confused, I hope this erases some of that confusion for you!!
Dukerbrown - Yea I want something to happen between them soon too, but I don't want it to be soo unbelievable. I want this to be soo filled with lust, like so that they just walk into a room and stand twenty feet apart and you can just FEEL the tension, you know?
Keita - yep, you guessed it right! Heehe!
Pink Inspiration - thank you! I like my pen name too, hehe. And, well, about the real Draco stuff, it's kinda the point of the story that's it in the dreams, though it is very much real. I'm going to explain something about it in later chapters though, that you guys don't know anything about what so ever yet. I'm not quite sure if Draco's gonna get any real, REAL life Gin in this story...definitely in the sequel though...((That was a major spoiler right there, hehe)) Hurry up with Sweet, Sweet Revenge! I'm dying of anticipation!! Hehehe