Draco Malfoy scowled as he looked around Platform 9 & 3/4. The summer after his sixth year
had done him good. He was strongly, yet leanly muscled from quidditch, with broad shoulders
and a taught, muscled stomach, visible against his tight black silk shirt. His hair was no longer
gelled and the platinum blond, silky strands hung down, brushing his handsome, somewhat
angular face and falling slightly into his gorgeous silver-green eyes. He stood at a good 6 foot
and moved with a sensual catlike grace. Yes, the Slytherin Sex God certainly did live up to his
title. Steam came from the smoke stack on top of the scarlet Hogwarts Express, as a voice echoed
magically through the platform that they would be departing in five minutes, so all aboard. He
scowled again as all the students that weren't already aboard tearfully and hurriedly hugged their
family members goodbye until Christmas. He rolled his eyes and sighed, then started walking
towards the train. He had stored his trunk aboard earlier, but the thought of sitting in a
compartment all alone for an hour or so until the train departed was not one that appealed to him,
and Crabbe and Goyle were not people he considered company. Beautiful people should never
have to sit alone. The only other problem with that was he also didn't want to spend time with
someone whose intellect was that of an ant and one of those, to him, was very hard to find. He
scowled again looking around the platform one last time before stalking up the steps and into the
train. That's when he saw her. She was GORGEOUS! His jaw had dropped before he could stop
himself and he was stuck in between third and fourth step into the train. She had long, dark red
hair that seemed to be alive with golden highlights as it moved, falling in curls and waves to past
her waist. She wasn't tall, only about 5'6, 5'7, and she had a slim, curvy figure with an ample
chest, smooth stomach, and legs that seemed to go on forever. She turned her head and all he
could was stare as she revealed chocolate eyes laced with honey that were anything but plain as
they danced in mirth, a small nose, and full, rose colored lips. She had a milky white complexion
that was sprinkled slightly with light, light freckles across her nose, but somehow that only made
her all the more beautiful. She laughed one more time with the people she was talking to and
hugged someone goodbye. And then she was gone as she entered the train, and the train started to
move. Draco started himself out of his amazement, closing his jaw with a snap and hurried into
the train. He wasn't thinking straight as he slid open a compartment door and somehow
gracefully plopped down on one of the seats. "Hello Draco," said a voice that sounded like
heaven, light, with a soft musical element to it. He looked up in surprise and his eyes widened
slightly as he stared at the face of his goddess.
He meant to say hello but lost the word half way there and heard himself say, "Who ARE you?" his deep voice sounding of awe. The woman laughed, a light laugh full of mirth that seemed to light up the whole compartment.
"You really don't know who I am, do you?" She laughed again as he shook his head, trying to regain some composure. "Well," she continued, her chocolate-honey eyes dancing and looking into Draco's silver-green ones. "I don't really expect you to. People never seem to notice me, and last year I spent most of the time hiding in corners. I believe you did speak to me once, but then again, weasels aren't really worth more than one slight conversation." She laughed again as his eyes nearly bugged out of his head, processing the information.
"W-w-weasel?" He stuttered and gasped out. Virginia Lucretia Weasley laughed again as she watched the ever cool, ever badass, ever witty Draco Malfoy splutter over her.
"Of course, that's not my actual name and we've never been properly introduced. Virginia Lucretia Weasley, pleasure to make your acquaintance. Great name until you get to the last part isn't it? Come now, stop spluttering. Where's the wit that I've missed so over summer?"she smirked. Draco quickly collected himself, thinking of what to say. His beauty, his goddess, was a WEASLEY! But what surprised him even more was the fact that he immediately thought, Who cares though, really? It's not like Lucius is here to chain you in the dungeons again. She's so beautiful, and she's so...so... he just didn't know what to think of her. He immediately found himself not caring that she was a Weasley. She was the first one to ever call him Draco. He once again collected himself and said, "Quite a beautiful name. Shame that it has to be wasted with the last part, and that you wasted yourself with Potter." Suddenly she grew dark. It was almost as if a shroud of dark light had covered over her.
"Don't mention that name in my presence! EVER! I stopped wasting away after him a long time ago and I refuse to have myself equaled to that egotistical, ignorant prat!" Draco, once again, gaped in shock. Talk about getting a lifetime full of surprises. He was pleased though. If she hated Potter as much as he did, maybe there was chance. Draco nodded once or twice to acknowledge that he wouldn't mention Potter.
"What happened to you over the summer, Weasley..I mean....Virginia. Ginny is a little girl's name and you are obviously no longer a little girl." Virginia shivered slightly as his eyes swept across her body, lingering on her breasts and even farther down.
"Let's just say that little girls and their dreams all have to die someday, and last summer mine did. It's amazing how much can be accomplished with wand and a broken heart." She let out a sad, yet dazzling smile. "And what's happened with you, Draco. Summer sure has done YOU some good as well," her eyes traveled over his body hungrily, her eyes brightening with desire as she dragged them across his shoulders and biceps, and then back up to his handsome face, finally resting at his silver-green eyes. Draco smirked the trademark Malfoy smirk, and much to his surprise Virginia let out a smirk of her own, one that equaled, if not surpassed the his. Yes, she had changed much.
"Let's just say that revenge does one's soul and body good." Their eyes met and Draco arched an eyebrow suggestively. Virginia laughed and for some odd reason, Draco found himself laughing right along with her, her mirth utterly contagious. They talked for hours, about family, about school, about friends, about anything either one of them could think about. Before they knew it, the food-cart witch had come to the compartment and announced that they would be reaching Hogwarts within half an hour. Draco moved to go change, but Ginny motioned for him to stay. He raised his eyebrows and she just shrugged. "I see no reason in the inconvenience of moving. It's not like either one of us have something the other hasn't seen before." And with that she stood, taking down her Hogwarts robes and uniform. She had been wearing a black satin button up t-shirt, with a black leather miniskirt that reached midthigh and combat boots that went about half way up her calves. She deftly undid the button on her satin shirt, her slender fingers easily undoing them. It opened and she took it off to reveal a black satin and lace bra that seemed to exist to show off rather than strap down. She slowly slid out of her skirt and took off her boots. Then she looked at Draco with a raised eyebrow as if to say "your turn" as he gaped at the black satin and lace bra and black lace panties that seemed to show more than they covered. She smirked again and he got up, towering over her and pulling off his tight black t-shirt. Now it was Ginny's turn to gasp at the perfectly sculpted chest and pale, smooth skin. He unbuckled his black jeans and she gulped as he slid them off to reveal black silk boxers and long, muscular legs. He backed up a bit to get his robes and uniform and she nearly fainted at the whole picture. He noted her reaction and smirked again. He brought down his clothes and took his time putting them on, leaving the shirt slightly unbuttoned at the top and leaving his robes open. Virginia shook her head slightly and then slowly and seductively put her own shirt and skirt on, leaving her robes open in front and then finishing it off by reentering her combat boots. She shook out her long, long hair and then looked at Draco and smirked at the expression of intense desire on his face. Then she sat down again and said coyly, " I do hope this means that we'll be seeing more of each other this year Draco. It would be a shame to waste such chemistry don't you think?"
Draco nodded, and smiled. "Yes, too much of a shame. I believe we shall be very close this year, my dear Virginia." Her eyes sparkled as he said this and he felt his smile widen. She was certainly infectious and he knew that if she ever disappeared for too long, things would seem ridiculously dim without her presence. They just sat there, staring into each other's eyes and smiling slightly at each other until they felt the train halt to a stop and someone announced that they had arrived. Draco moved out of the compartment, Ginny following right behind, and helped her down off the train. As their hands met, they both felt shocks of electricity shoot up their arms and through their bodies, making both of them gasp slightly. Neither one of them let go and even after Draco had helped her up into one of the carriages and they were on their way to the castle, still talking and staring and smiling at each other, their hands were still tightly grasped and the only change was that somewhere along the way their fingers had interlaced.
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He meant to say hello but lost the word half way there and heard himself say, "Who ARE you?" his deep voice sounding of awe. The woman laughed, a light laugh full of mirth that seemed to light up the whole compartment.
"You really don't know who I am, do you?" She laughed again as he shook his head, trying to regain some composure. "Well," she continued, her chocolate-honey eyes dancing and looking into Draco's silver-green ones. "I don't really expect you to. People never seem to notice me, and last year I spent most of the time hiding in corners. I believe you did speak to me once, but then again, weasels aren't really worth more than one slight conversation." She laughed again as his eyes nearly bugged out of his head, processing the information.
"W-w-weasel?" He stuttered and gasped out. Virginia Lucretia Weasley laughed again as she watched the ever cool, ever badass, ever witty Draco Malfoy splutter over her.
"Of course, that's not my actual name and we've never been properly introduced. Virginia Lucretia Weasley, pleasure to make your acquaintance. Great name until you get to the last part isn't it? Come now, stop spluttering. Where's the wit that I've missed so over summer?"she smirked. Draco quickly collected himself, thinking of what to say. His beauty, his goddess, was a WEASLEY! But what surprised him even more was the fact that he immediately thought, Who cares though, really? It's not like Lucius is here to chain you in the dungeons again. She's so beautiful, and she's so...so... he just didn't know what to think of her. He immediately found himself not caring that she was a Weasley. She was the first one to ever call him Draco. He once again collected himself and said, "Quite a beautiful name. Shame that it has to be wasted with the last part, and that you wasted yourself with Potter." Suddenly she grew dark. It was almost as if a shroud of dark light had covered over her.
"Don't mention that name in my presence! EVER! I stopped wasting away after him a long time ago and I refuse to have myself equaled to that egotistical, ignorant prat!" Draco, once again, gaped in shock. Talk about getting a lifetime full of surprises. He was pleased though. If she hated Potter as much as he did, maybe there was chance. Draco nodded once or twice to acknowledge that he wouldn't mention Potter.
"What happened to you over the summer, Weasley..I mean....Virginia. Ginny is a little girl's name and you are obviously no longer a little girl." Virginia shivered slightly as his eyes swept across her body, lingering on her breasts and even farther down.
"Let's just say that little girls and their dreams all have to die someday, and last summer mine did. It's amazing how much can be accomplished with wand and a broken heart." She let out a sad, yet dazzling smile. "And what's happened with you, Draco. Summer sure has done YOU some good as well," her eyes traveled over his body hungrily, her eyes brightening with desire as she dragged them across his shoulders and biceps, and then back up to his handsome face, finally resting at his silver-green eyes. Draco smirked the trademark Malfoy smirk, and much to his surprise Virginia let out a smirk of her own, one that equaled, if not surpassed the his. Yes, she had changed much.
"Let's just say that revenge does one's soul and body good." Their eyes met and Draco arched an eyebrow suggestively. Virginia laughed and for some odd reason, Draco found himself laughing right along with her, her mirth utterly contagious. They talked for hours, about family, about school, about friends, about anything either one of them could think about. Before they knew it, the food-cart witch had come to the compartment and announced that they would be reaching Hogwarts within half an hour. Draco moved to go change, but Ginny motioned for him to stay. He raised his eyebrows and she just shrugged. "I see no reason in the inconvenience of moving. It's not like either one of us have something the other hasn't seen before." And with that she stood, taking down her Hogwarts robes and uniform. She had been wearing a black satin button up t-shirt, with a black leather miniskirt that reached midthigh and combat boots that went about half way up her calves. She deftly undid the button on her satin shirt, her slender fingers easily undoing them. It opened and she took it off to reveal a black satin and lace bra that seemed to exist to show off rather than strap down. She slowly slid out of her skirt and took off her boots. Then she looked at Draco with a raised eyebrow as if to say "your turn" as he gaped at the black satin and lace bra and black lace panties that seemed to show more than they covered. She smirked again and he got up, towering over her and pulling off his tight black t-shirt. Now it was Ginny's turn to gasp at the perfectly sculpted chest and pale, smooth skin. He unbuckled his black jeans and she gulped as he slid them off to reveal black silk boxers and long, muscular legs. He backed up a bit to get his robes and uniform and she nearly fainted at the whole picture. He noted her reaction and smirked again. He brought down his clothes and took his time putting them on, leaving the shirt slightly unbuttoned at the top and leaving his robes open. Virginia shook her head slightly and then slowly and seductively put her own shirt and skirt on, leaving her robes open in front and then finishing it off by reentering her combat boots. She shook out her long, long hair and then looked at Draco and smirked at the expression of intense desire on his face. Then she sat down again and said coyly, " I do hope this means that we'll be seeing more of each other this year Draco. It would be a shame to waste such chemistry don't you think?"
Draco nodded, and smiled. "Yes, too much of a shame. I believe we shall be very close this year, my dear Virginia." Her eyes sparkled as he said this and he felt his smile widen. She was certainly infectious and he knew that if she ever disappeared for too long, things would seem ridiculously dim without her presence. They just sat there, staring into each other's eyes and smiling slightly at each other until they felt the train halt to a stop and someone announced that they had arrived. Draco moved out of the compartment, Ginny following right behind, and helped her down off the train. As their hands met, they both felt shocks of electricity shoot up their arms and through their bodies, making both of them gasp slightly. Neither one of them let go and even after Draco had helped her up into one of the carriages and they were on their way to the castle, still talking and staring and smiling at each other, their hands were still tightly grasped and the only change was that somewhere along the way their fingers had interlaced.
Ok, that's all for right now. I'm not really sure where this is going and if anyone has any ideas please feel free to either email them to me at Naturalmagick45@AOL.com or just write them in your review. PLEASE REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW. SERIOUSLY, PLEASE. Ok, I'll update soon. GothicTheatreVampyre