Professor Draco Malfoy Chapter Nine: Jealousy

Quidditch Practice on Thursday was the most fun it had been all year. Harry came to help out, and Ginny, who hadn't been on the team when he was the captain, realized why Gryffindor had always won when he had been so. He was really good at getting his team to do what he wanted.

Ginny had a blast just flying around, throwing the quaffle around with the other chasers, and listening to Harry give Meg tips on how to help the rest of the team while still looking for the snitch.

"If a chaser with the quaffle looks like they are being overwhelmed by beaters or chasers from the other team," Harry advised her, "You can fly towards them at full speed, which serves the purpose of both breaking them up and distracting the other seeker."

"Ahh, isn't that noble advice Potter," sneered Malfoy, who had come down to watch and, although the Gryffindors didn't know it, make sure that Potter didn't try anything on Ginny.

"What the hell are you doing here Malfoy?" Harry retorted, flying down to confront him, "Don't you have students to torture in class or give detentions to or something?"

"Actually, I was here for just that purpose. Weasley," he said, turning his attention to Ginny, "Your test results were atrocious. I told you that if you didn't do better on this one I'd give you a detention, so I am here to tell you that you have detention with me now." He finished his sentence, scowled at Harry, and motioned for Ginny to come back to the ground.

"I guess I gotta go," Ginny said to Brian, who was scowling at Malfoy, "Or he might take points from Gryffindor."

Brian looked angry, but nodded. Ginny muttered 'bye' to her teammates and Harry, and followed Malfoy back to the castle.

When they were out of earshot of anyone, Ginny said to Malfoy, "What the hell was that for? Couldn't you have at least waited until practice was over? It was a fun one."

"What? Just because Potter was there?" Malfoy sneered, "God, what is it with that guy?"

"He-" Ginny began, but before she could finish her thought, an idea hit her, "You-you're jealous!" She sputtered, staring at him in disbelief.

"Are you mad?" Malfoy said to her, "Of course I'm not jealous."

"Oh yes you are," Ginny said, staring at Malfoy as though seeing him in an entirely new light, "You're Jealous. Draco Malfoy is downright jealous of Harry Potter."

"No I'm not. Why would I have any reason to be jealous?" Malfoy said, not looking at her, "I merely needed you to serve a detention because of your horrible test results."

"That's not true," Ginny contradicted him, "I know for a fact that I did fine on that test. You're jealous."

"Five points from Gryffindor," he snapped, obviously angry that he had been that transparent.

"Whatever," Ginny muttered, but couldn't say anything else as they had just reached the castle. They walked in silence until they were in his classroom, where, after closing the door, he pulled her to him and brought his mouth crashing down on hers.

"Wait," she said after letting him kiss her for a moment, "You can't just kiss me and expect me to forget about what just happened! No. I have to revel in it. Draco Malfoy being jealous. Angry, mad, furious, all those words definitely, but jealous no."

He scowled at her, and backed away. "Fine. If you don't want to spend your detention making out, then you can clean."

Ginny stared at him in disbelief. "You can't make me do that. My test was fine, and you know it. I can't believe that you won't admit your jealousy."

"I WAS NOT JEALOUS," He said, speaking slowly and clearly, as if he was talking to a five year old, "But you're right. You did fine on the test, so you can go."

Ginny stared at him, as though trying to get below the outward appearances and discover the inside. "I don't get you," she said slowly, "You were so totally jealous - don't try to deny it. The way you kissed me afterwards proved it -, but jealous of what? I mean, Harry is totally no one to be jealous of. Scared of, yes, but not jealous."

"Why," spat Malfoy, as if something she had said disgusted him, "Should I be scared of Harry Potter?"

"Because," Ginny replied, looking at him, "he is like another brother to me. And if he found out what we've been doing lately, he, like any of my other brothers, would kill you."

"And why would they find out?" Malfoy asked, as though daring her to tell him.

"Because," Ginny answered, exasperated, "Well. if there is anything going on, then eventually, if we don't end it, it will have to come out. And then you will be in so much trouble with my family!"

Malfoy scowled, but didn't say anything for a moment. "Well," he said after a minute, "We don't even know what's going on at the moment, so there's no reason why anyone else should find out, right?"

"Right," Ginny replied, looking at him as though wondering where he was going with this.

"So," he continued, looking at her with a smirk, "We might as well take advantage of it while it lasts."

"But-" Ginny started, but was cut off by his mouth coming down onto hers. At first the kiss was fierce, as though Malfoy was trying to prove a point by it, but then they both sunk into it, and it became almost gentle. After they had been kissing for a few moments, Ginny pulled back a fraction of an inch, looked into his eyes, and then moved her mouth over to his cheek, and started moving down. She kissed his neck, and then licked it, causing Malfoy to gasp, before he gently put his hand under her chin, pulling her back up. Then he went down, kissing her chin, neck, and finally, after a brief struggle with her clothes, the top of her breasts.

Ginny shivered with anticipation as he pulled off her robes and unbuttoned her shirt. Her hands were in his hair, and she felt that if either one of them let go, she would fall to the floor. Malfoy moved his hand from her butt, where it had casually been placed, and up to her breasts. He gently pulled her shirt all of the way off, and then undid her bra. When it also fell to the ground, he gently pulled her down to the floor with him.

Ginny was shocked. She knew they had to stop, but it felt so good to be doing this. She gasped and grabbed at his hair when she felt his mouth on her nipple. His weight was comforting, and she wanted the feeling she had at that moment never to end, but she also knew that this was just wrong. But then she felt his hand on hers, pulling it to his pants. Without thinking, Ginny slid her hand into the front of his pants.

But then what she was doing hit her, and she pulled her hand back. "Draco," she moaned, regret evident in her voice, "Stop."

He didn't look happy, but he did. Neither one of them said anything as Ginny got re-dressed, and they were not a moment too soon. As Ginny pulled her robes on there was a knock at the door. Ginny and Malfoy looked at each other, horrified, and Ginny nervously straightened her hair and went to find something to make it look as though she had been working as Malfoy went to answer the door.

"Ahh. Potter," Malfoy sneered when he opened the door to reveal Harry's face, "How nice of you to drop in."

"Save it Malfoy," Harry snapped, "I need to borrow Ginny for a moment."

"Potter, I already told you that G-Weasley had detention with me now, and so would you please leave? You can talk to her later," Malfoy said, and Ginny sincerely hoped that Harry hadn't noticed Malfoy's slip. Luckily, he hadn't. He merely scowled at Malfoy and left the room.

"Well," Ginny said weakly, "Thank God we stopped when we did."

Malfoy smirked, "Yeah. Now, are you sure that he doesn't have feelings for you? Why, otherwise, would he come looking for you when he knew you had detention?"

"Maybe," Ginny replied sarcastically, "Because he doesn't trust you."

"Whatever," Malfoy muttered, coming up to her to start kissing her again.

"Wait," Ginny commanded, putting her hand out in front of her, "We need to talk."

Malfoy groaned, "I HATE the 'we need to talk' thing."

Ginny didn't say anything in respond to that, but merely continued, "Dra- err. Malfoy," blushing at the slip, "I need to know: do you feel anything for me besides lust? Because if not, we need to stop this, now."

Malfoy didn't say anything for a moment, but looked at her thoughtfully. "I don't know," he admitted. "I can't really tell the difference between lust and love, I don't think. I mean, when I see you I want to - well, do stuff to you that a teacher should never think about a student."

Ginny blushed, but moved closer to him, "I have the same answer for you," she said huskily, "And don't worry about Harry. I love him like a brother, and I am totally over my crush on him."

Malfoy nodded, and Ginny gently put her arms around his neck, and, by grabbing his hair, pulled his mouth slowly down to hers. Their lips met, and he rubbed his tongue against her lips, willing them to open. Moaning slightly, Ginny opened them, and their tongues met, each practically drinking in the other.

They kissed like this for a few moments, until a sound in the hallway outside brought them back to reality. "Shit," Ginny muttered, "We need to stop. It's almost dinnertime, and if I'm not there my friends'll flip out knowing I'm here." Malfoy nodded, and, kissing her one last time, let her go.

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"Earth to Ginny," Bobby said, waving his hand in front of her face.

"W-what?" Ginny stammered, coming back to reality.

"Where have you been all night?" Meg asked her, "At dinner you hardly ate, just stared at your food with a glazed expression on your face, and now you have been staring at the same page for the last half-hour, and haven't even noticed that your book is upside down."

Ginny blushed furiously, trying to think of an excuse, "I-"

"Ooh!" Debby exclaimed, clapping her hands together, "I know!" Ginny raised an eyebrow at her friend, wondering what she was going to say. "She's in love!" Debby continued.

Ginny stared at her in disbelief. Am I that transparent? She asked herself.

"It's Harry, isn't it?" Colin asked of her.

"Harry?" Ginny replied with a laugh, "No. I am not in love with Harry. I know, I know, I had that crush on him for the longest time, but he's like a brother to me."

"Well," Meg probed, "If it's not Harry who is it?"

"No one," Ginny replied, looking Meg square in the face, "I'm not 'in love' with anyone, I'm just exhausted! Malfoy made me clean his entire classroom, which the first years had made a mess of, without magic."

To her great relief, her friends accepted her story, and looked at her sympathetically. This made Ginny feel horrible, as she hated lying to her friends. However, there was no way that she could tell them the truth, so she was going to have to deal with it.

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Malfoy lay on his bed that night, unable to sleep, his head full of thoughts of a certain red-headed girl. When she had asked him before whether or not he just felt lust for her, he had known the answer. He definitely felt lust towards her, but he also knew that there was more behind it. He knew that, although he would probably never be able to admit it, he really was falling in love with that Gryffindor seventh year. He finally drifted off to sleep, a genuine smile present on his face, dreaming about Ginny.

A/N: I hope that I'm not making Malfoy too out of character, but please tell me if I am. Thanks for all of the great reviews, and please give me more! Lol!

Arianell: Yeah, I don't think that I'm going to have Harry pose as too much of a threat for much longer, but he's still going to be there. And that's a good idea to make Ginny the teacher's aid. I'll think about that.

Elvish Fairy: Sorry the update took so long, but this one is going up much sooner! I think that Harry will stay at Hogwarts for a while, and he will probably find a girlfriend at some point. And I'm sure that as Draco and Ginny's relationship continues he will become somewhat tamer.