Something Tells Me You're The One
By Roni Black
Chapter Four
The following day was Saturday, and Draco was really happy to get two days off to think. What had happened yesterday? Had he almost kissed Ginny Weasley? Was he falling in love with a Weasley? That was forbidden! Why the hell did he need her? He had a perfect girlfriend, maybe his future wife. He wasn't going to fall for a Weasley! His parents would never approve of that. He wasn't supposed to love her. He couldn't love her...
But he did.
It suddenly occurred to him that this was the only explanation.
He loved Ginny.
"No! No! This can't be happening!" He murmured. He grabbed his own head with two hands. "How can it be?!" he stared towards the other side of the room, and saw his reflection in the body-size mirror on his closet. He looked tired, untidy, his hair messy and his usually gray eyes were red.
"I don't love Weasley," he murmured through gritted teeth. "I love Margaret. I love Margaret, and I'm going to prove that to myself right now!"
And he forced himself to get up, take a refreshing shower and go to Margaret's.
She opened the door, and her face lit up as she saw him. "Drakie!" she jumped on him and kissed him. His first wish was to push her off him, but he didn't. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back.
"I've been missing you so much," she whispered in his ear.
"Me too, baby," he lied, disgusted by his own words.
"Shall we go upstairs to my room?" she whispered and smiled.
"Oh yeah," Draco answered, forcing himself to smirk, although he could barely stand the idea of sleeping with her.
But he forced himself to do it, and felt like a human machine.
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Ginny had been crying for three hours on Friday evening, and didn't even know why.
She was missing something or someone, she knew that, but couldn't understand what or who. Only on Saturday night she understood... it was Draco Malfoy.
The thought of him filled her with such yearning, that for a moment she didn't even feel guilty. Then she suddenly froze. She was missing Malfoy? Why?! He had been insulting her brothers and friends for seven years in Hogwarts, and wasn't nice to her even now, when they were working together. Always calling her "Weasely" like that.
But I still love him, she thought. Then she realized what she was thinking. Love? Was it love she was feeling? And of all men - towards Draco Malfoy?
Yes.
All of her doubts had faded now.
She was in love with Malfoy. Oh, she was so terribly in love with him...
"No... this can't be happenning," she whispered and buried her head in her pillow. "I don't love him... I don't... I have a boyfriend... I love Seamus... I can't love Malfoy!"
But she did.
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Four months passed.
Ginny and Draco were fighting their feelings as if it was a real battle. They didn't dare to look at each other's eyes. They didn't dare to touch each other, not even accidently. They didn't dare to talk about anyting but usual stuff of work.
Nobody else knew what was going on. They didn't tell anyone. Ginny was still pretending to be in love with Seamus, and Draco was still determinedly preteneding to enjoy his often dates with Margaret, although it was killing them both.
"You liar," Ginny said to herself, staring at her mirror. She had become a liar. How could this happen?
Soon it was only a month before Draco had to get himself a wife. He was starting to panic. Was he going to spend the rest of his life with Margaret? He didn't love her, he knew he didn't; he couldn't stand the thought of marrying her.
He was running every morning to work, eager to see Ginny, and going home miserably in the afternoon, counting down the hours until he saw her again.
One of these days, Mr. Dawes asked him to show Ginny the third floor, which she hadn't seen yet. So he took Ginny upstairs and showed her the entire floor. Just as they were about to get back downstairs, Ginny stopped by a small black door.
"What's in there?"
"It's just a big old medicine closet. No one uses it anymore," he said, and started for the stairs.
But Ginny opened the door to the closet and stepped inside. Draco hesitated, then entered it after her.
"There's nothing in here," he said impatiently.
"I want to look," she insisted, walking around the room and examining the old dusty shelves.
"Fine. Just hurry." He sighed and closed the door. Then he watched her as she walked around the room, eventually headed back for the door. Just as she was about to exit, she raised her eyes and met his.
It was like electricity flying between them. He couldn't take his eyes away from hers. And slowly - very slowly, very hesitantly - their heads began to move closer. His head descended towards hers, her head moved towards his... his heart exploded. He wanted this, oh, he wanted this so badly...
Just before he closed his eyes, he saw her closing hers. Then, as his lips finally met hers, he felt fire. It was like getting burned - in a good way... he wanted more. He needed more. He felt her arms around his neck as his flew around her back and the kiss grew deeper and more passionate.
"Oh God..." he heard Ginny muttering in between kisses and he pulled away to look at her beautiful eyes again.
Then a new feeling overcame him: fear. He had just been kissing a Weasley... what would his parents say? What would Margaret say?
"Ginny - I - " he began.
"It's just that - " she whispered back, "I - "
"I'm already involved with someone," he said desperately, not taking his eyes off hers.
"Me too," she answered, looking at him as well.
"We can't be together..."
"Definitely not..."
"Impossible..."
"Shouldn't have happened..."
"Musn't ever happen again..."
"Never again..." they lost themselves in another hot kiss. "Oh God," Draco moaned when it was finished.
"My parents would never allow me," she whispered.
"Mine wouldn't as well..."
"And I've got Seamus..."
"And I've got Margaret..."
"We should stop..."
"Stop right now..." he kissed her again. "It just feels so good... so right..."
"It does..." she whispered.
"What will we do?"
"I don't know..." and they kissed again...
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By Roni Black
Chapter Four
The following day was Saturday, and Draco was really happy to get two days off to think. What had happened yesterday? Had he almost kissed Ginny Weasley? Was he falling in love with a Weasley? That was forbidden! Why the hell did he need her? He had a perfect girlfriend, maybe his future wife. He wasn't going to fall for a Weasley! His parents would never approve of that. He wasn't supposed to love her. He couldn't love her...
But he did.
It suddenly occurred to him that this was the only explanation.
He loved Ginny.
"No! No! This can't be happening!" He murmured. He grabbed his own head with two hands. "How can it be?!" he stared towards the other side of the room, and saw his reflection in the body-size mirror on his closet. He looked tired, untidy, his hair messy and his usually gray eyes were red.
"I don't love Weasley," he murmured through gritted teeth. "I love Margaret. I love Margaret, and I'm going to prove that to myself right now!"
And he forced himself to get up, take a refreshing shower and go to Margaret's.
She opened the door, and her face lit up as she saw him. "Drakie!" she jumped on him and kissed him. His first wish was to push her off him, but he didn't. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back.
"I've been missing you so much," she whispered in his ear.
"Me too, baby," he lied, disgusted by his own words.
"Shall we go upstairs to my room?" she whispered and smiled.
"Oh yeah," Draco answered, forcing himself to smirk, although he could barely stand the idea of sleeping with her.
But he forced himself to do it, and felt like a human machine.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ginny had been crying for three hours on Friday evening, and didn't even know why.
She was missing something or someone, she knew that, but couldn't understand what or who. Only on Saturday night she understood... it was Draco Malfoy.
The thought of him filled her with such yearning, that for a moment she didn't even feel guilty. Then she suddenly froze. She was missing Malfoy? Why?! He had been insulting her brothers and friends for seven years in Hogwarts, and wasn't nice to her even now, when they were working together. Always calling her "Weasely" like that.
But I still love him, she thought. Then she realized what she was thinking. Love? Was it love she was feeling? And of all men - towards Draco Malfoy?
Yes.
All of her doubts had faded now.
She was in love with Malfoy. Oh, she was so terribly in love with him...
"No... this can't be happenning," she whispered and buried her head in her pillow. "I don't love him... I don't... I have a boyfriend... I love Seamus... I can't love Malfoy!"
But she did.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Four months passed.
Ginny and Draco were fighting their feelings as if it was a real battle. They didn't dare to look at each other's eyes. They didn't dare to touch each other, not even accidently. They didn't dare to talk about anyting but usual stuff of work.
Nobody else knew what was going on. They didn't tell anyone. Ginny was still pretending to be in love with Seamus, and Draco was still determinedly preteneding to enjoy his often dates with Margaret, although it was killing them both.
"You liar," Ginny said to herself, staring at her mirror. She had become a liar. How could this happen?
Soon it was only a month before Draco had to get himself a wife. He was starting to panic. Was he going to spend the rest of his life with Margaret? He didn't love her, he knew he didn't; he couldn't stand the thought of marrying her.
He was running every morning to work, eager to see Ginny, and going home miserably in the afternoon, counting down the hours until he saw her again.
One of these days, Mr. Dawes asked him to show Ginny the third floor, which she hadn't seen yet. So he took Ginny upstairs and showed her the entire floor. Just as they were about to get back downstairs, Ginny stopped by a small black door.
"What's in there?"
"It's just a big old medicine closet. No one uses it anymore," he said, and started for the stairs.
But Ginny opened the door to the closet and stepped inside. Draco hesitated, then entered it after her.
"There's nothing in here," he said impatiently.
"I want to look," she insisted, walking around the room and examining the old dusty shelves.
"Fine. Just hurry." He sighed and closed the door. Then he watched her as she walked around the room, eventually headed back for the door. Just as she was about to exit, she raised her eyes and met his.
It was like electricity flying between them. He couldn't take his eyes away from hers. And slowly - very slowly, very hesitantly - their heads began to move closer. His head descended towards hers, her head moved towards his... his heart exploded. He wanted this, oh, he wanted this so badly...
Just before he closed his eyes, he saw her closing hers. Then, as his lips finally met hers, he felt fire. It was like getting burned - in a good way... he wanted more. He needed more. He felt her arms around his neck as his flew around her back and the kiss grew deeper and more passionate.
"Oh God..." he heard Ginny muttering in between kisses and he pulled away to look at her beautiful eyes again.
Then a new feeling overcame him: fear. He had just been kissing a Weasley... what would his parents say? What would Margaret say?
"Ginny - I - " he began.
"It's just that - " she whispered back, "I - "
"I'm already involved with someone," he said desperately, not taking his eyes off hers.
"Me too," she answered, looking at him as well.
"We can't be together..."
"Definitely not..."
"Impossible..."
"Shouldn't have happened..."
"Musn't ever happen again..."
"Never again..." they lost themselves in another hot kiss. "Oh God," Draco moaned when it was finished.
"My parents would never allow me," she whispered.
"Mine wouldn't as well..."
"And I've got Seamus..."
"And I've got Margaret..."
"We should stop..."
"Stop right now..." he kissed her again. "It just feels so good... so right..."
"It does..." she whispered.
"What will we do?"
"I don't know..." and they kissed again...
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Love, Roni
