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Author's Note:
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So sorry people...due to a combination of a class (school) camping trip that lasted three
days and soccer playing\refereeing this chapter took a while to complete, so here it is!!!
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Though it is extremely irrelevant, I am listening to my Eminem CD...'Sing for the
Moment' (the track I'm on) is prolly one of my faves...So go check it out!!! L
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Thankyou for the reviews and feedback!!! Hopefully, the following chapter will be posted later!
And I AM sorry about the curse word, but it has a lot to do with the beginning of this upcoming chapter!!!
I am doing my very best to avoid swear-words in this, esspecially the really naughty ones, and the one I used earlier will prolly not get used again, and my faithful substitute, shag, will be used instead or not at all for the rest of the story!!!
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Toying with her food, Ginny sighed deeply.
"I'm finished eating." she said abruptly, heading towards the Gryffindor girls' dormatory.
On her way through the corridor, who should she meet but Draco Malfoy.
"There's no need to be ashamed about what you said, Ginny." he said, nearing her.
"And why the hell not?" Ginny replied, pushing past, picking-up her pace.
"Well, it's what you want, isn't it?" Draco replied with a sparkling grin.
Ginny stared back at him innocently.
"Let me clarify," he began "you want Harry to shag you, correct?"
"You know, I'm getting a splitting headache." Ginny answered, starting up a stairway.
"Ginny, I'll expect to see you tomorrow." Draco called behind her as she jogged up the stairs and all the way into the Gryffindor common room.
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Attempting to be as quiet as she could, Ginny tip-toed into the room, spying Harry, his back facing her.
"Maybe he won't see me." Ginny said in her head, stopping short of the giant rug.
Harry was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace and the flickering flames reflected on the lenses of his round glasses.
Ginny could see from where she stood that Harry's hair had been brushed back, revealing his world-famous scar that the evil Lord Voldemort had given him many years before.
Almost instictively and to Ginny's horror, Harry turned around and spotted her easily.
Saying nothing, he turned back to face the fire.
"Ginny," Harry started "I had been wondering about you and your frequent metings with Draco-" he stopped abruptly.
"How did you know?" Ginny choked out before she could stop herself.
"Its true, then." came Ron's annoyingly familiar voice from behind her.
"No, you don't understand." Ginny said in a panicked tone.
"Then will you please explain?" Ron answered, pulling-out a chair for Ginny to sit on.
"I really don't need this right now." Ginny replied.
"Ron, if she said, well, you heard what she said to Harry in the Great Hall, don't you think that eliminates Malfoy as a potential, um, you know?" Hermione said from behind Ron.
"Why don't you just say it?" Harry replied to Hermione's comment.
"Judging from what I said, I think everyone in the whole school knows what I meant except for you, Ronald Weasley." Ginny replied.
At this point, Harry's cheeks turned a bright shade of pink.
"I meant it in a sort of self-insulting way." Ginny added as Hermione cleared her throat loudly as Seamus and Louise Finchley came into the room.
"Is there a problem?" Seamus asked with an honest expression.
Ginny rolled her eyes and Ron gestured to keep Seamus moving.
"We'll be going then." Louise replied, leaving the common room with Seamus's arm wrapped around her shoulder.
"It's getting late," Hermione started "I'll be upstairs."
Once Hermione left, Ron continued interrogating Ginny with Harry still in the room.
"So, let's get back to the subject." Ron said after the room had become quiet once more.
"Why exactly have you been 'hanging around' Malfoy?" he asked.
"None of your bloody business." Ginny replied as Ron's face continued to turn a deep shade of purple.
"Virginia!" Ron yelled, grabbing hold of Ginny's shoulder roughly.
"Get your hands off of me!" Ginny hollered in response.
When Ron wouldn't stop shaking her, Ginny cried a little, partially because his iron grasp was hurting her arm and because of her own guilt.
Faster than the blink of an eye, Harry had gotten up from the sofa and his instictive chivalrous nature had taken over.
"Let go of her, Ron." Harry said firmly.
Ron shifted his weight nervously before he decided to let go of a sobbing Ginny.
"Piss off!" Ginny hissed as she held her sore arm tenderly.
"You mind your mouth." Ron replied as Harry shoved him out of the way.
"You all right, Gin?" Harry asked, acting asthough Ron was not in the room.
"Yes, I think so." Ginny said, rolling her left sleeve up to reveal a reddish braising on her arm.
Harry reached his handkerchief out of one of his pockets and handed it to Ginny sweetly.
"Thanks." Ginny said as she blotted the remaining tear-spots on her face greatfully.
Ron's expression darkened as he continued to stare at Ginny.
"You don't need to supervise." Ginny said to Ron.
Clearly understanding, Ron stormed out of the common room and through the door to the boys' dormatory, leaving Harry and Ginny alone.
"Here." Ginny said, folding Harry's kerchief.
Harry stroked the top of Ginny's hand, causing her to drop the kerchief midway to his hand. Having quick reactions, Harry caught it before it could fall.
"Sorry about that." Harry said as he slumped back into a chair.
"No problem." Ginny replied, trying her hardest to calm her racing heart.
Ginny, feeling her bravest, slid herself halfway onto Harry's lap and leaned her head against his.
Just as her lips had found his, the huge grandfather clock in the room struck, causing both of them to jerk backwards suddenly. Unfortunately for Ginny, she had managed to jump off of Harry, landing with a bump on the floor. She winced.
Rushing to stand up, Ginny stammered nervously.
"I uh, better, um, yeah-" she pointed to the door to the girls' dorm.
"G'night." Harry said as he snapped back to his senses.
Ginny wandered in a daze towards her bed, where she collapsed in a daze of confusion, jovialness and extreme happiness.
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Ginny's eyes flickered open; the air was *nippy* (*hehe: I love this word!!!) and all the other girls appeared to be asleep. The sun had not yet completely risen and Ginny bumped into a few tables as she dressed in fresh clothes.
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Still amazed that her clumbsiness had not awoken anyone, Ginny walked to the library to return several of her pathetic romance novels.
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Turning around a corner, Ginny got the shock of her life when she felt two icy hands on the back of neck.
Almost afraid to turn around, Ginny's breathing quickened and she shut her eyes tightly.
"Right on time." came Draco's voice from behind her to Ginny's relief.
Almost instantly, she was shrouded in his minty scent.
"You bloody wanker, stop doing *that*." Ginny whispered as Draco pulled out two chairs from a nearby table.
Draco said nothing in reply, but sat himself down and offered the seat next to him to Ginny.
"You don't have to whisper, there's no-one else awake." Draco said.
A shiver tingled Ginny's spine as she repeated "no-one else" in her head several times.
"Let's see, what shall we work on next?" Draco asked retorically.
"Go ahead and make yourself comfortable." he added, stretching his arms out behind his neck.
Proceeding carefully, Ginny passed the offered chair and seated herself on Draco's warm, inviting lap.
Once Ginny appeared to be comfortable, Draco playfully moved a suggestive hand to one of Ginny's exposed knees.
Ginny let out a shrill yelp.
"As I should of expected." Draco said, removing his hand to Ginny's relief.
His icy blue-grey eyes gleamed devillishly.
"The next level," he began "will make you irresistable to any willing man."
Ginny eyed him puzzledly.
"Captivation, allure, seduction." Draco said satisfactorably.
Ginny choked a little.
"I am not becoming a whore!" Ginny yelled, her voice echoing in the vast air space of the library.
"That is something you might want to consider not yelling." Draco replied.
"I'm not asking you to become a whore, just a little more comfortable with the sensation of touch." he added, his voice quieting as his right hand played through Ginny's coppery hair.
Ginny shuddered at the idea.
"That jumpiness of yours *has* to go; you can't be appealing and nervous at the same time." Draco said as his hand returned to his side, where Ginny prefered it should stay.
"I think that will finish this class." Draco said, attempting to stand with Ginny still seated.
"Draco," Ginny said "what in bloody hell are those daft little sweets for?" she asked suddenly.
"A later assignment." he said in a syrupy voice.
"Why did you give them to me so prematurely?" Ginny asked again.
"If you persist in knowing so much, they are somewhat not allowed at Hogwarts, and I am somewhat of a suspected student." he replied as he slid Ginny off of his knees.
"I see." Ginny retorted as she smoothed her mid-length skirt.
"I might see you later, but if not, use the oppertunity to get a good taste of Potter." Draco said as he started to walk away.
"I was almost successful last night-" Draco cut Ginny off abruptly.
"Your problem?" he asked.
"I was about to give him a little nip, but that blasted clock in the common room struck nine, and it startled me. Well, it startled him, too." Ginny replied as she stared at her dowdy, unpainted fingernails.
"I believe we talked about your jumpiness all ready, didn't we?" Draco said as he took several steps back towards Ginny.
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy." Ginny said cheekily with a giggle.
Draco, never taking his eyes off of Ginny's, proceeded to wrap his arms around her neck, but resisted the temptation to lean near to her face as Ginny held her breath.
"Later." he said, whipping his head around and leaving Ginny in the library somewhat stunned.
"Ginny Weasley, do not ever, ever kiss Draco Malfoy willingly." Ginny said to herself as she snapped back to her senses harshly.
"Though, I think there could be some exception." she said before she could clamp her own mouth closed.
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Again, I'm very sorry that it took so long to get this chapter up, but I hope you enjoyed it!!!
~Mac
Author's Note:
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So sorry people...due to a combination of a class (school) camping trip that lasted three
days and soccer playing\refereeing this chapter took a while to complete, so here it is!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Though it is extremely irrelevant, I am listening to my Eminem CD...'Sing for the
Moment' (the track I'm on) is prolly one of my faves...So go check it out!!! L
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thankyou for the reviews and feedback!!! Hopefully, the following chapter will be posted later!
And I AM sorry about the curse word, but it has a lot to do with the beginning of this upcoming chapter!!!
I am doing my very best to avoid swear-words in this, esspecially the really naughty ones, and the one I used earlier will prolly not get used again, and my faithful substitute, shag, will be used instead or not at all for the rest of the story!!!
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Toying with her food, Ginny sighed deeply.
"I'm finished eating." she said abruptly, heading towards the Gryffindor girls' dormatory.
On her way through the corridor, who should she meet but Draco Malfoy.
"There's no need to be ashamed about what you said, Ginny." he said, nearing her.
"And why the hell not?" Ginny replied, pushing past, picking-up her pace.
"Well, it's what you want, isn't it?" Draco replied with a sparkling grin.
Ginny stared back at him innocently.
"Let me clarify," he began "you want Harry to shag you, correct?"
"You know, I'm getting a splitting headache." Ginny answered, starting up a stairway.
"Ginny, I'll expect to see you tomorrow." Draco called behind her as she jogged up the stairs and all the way into the Gryffindor common room.
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Attempting to be as quiet as she could, Ginny tip-toed into the room, spying Harry, his back facing her.
"Maybe he won't see me." Ginny said in her head, stopping short of the giant rug.
Harry was sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace and the flickering flames reflected on the lenses of his round glasses.
Ginny could see from where she stood that Harry's hair had been brushed back, revealing his world-famous scar that the evil Lord Voldemort had given him many years before.
Almost instictively and to Ginny's horror, Harry turned around and spotted her easily.
Saying nothing, he turned back to face the fire.
"Ginny," Harry started "I had been wondering about you and your frequent metings with Draco-" he stopped abruptly.
"How did you know?" Ginny choked out before she could stop herself.
"Its true, then." came Ron's annoyingly familiar voice from behind her.
"No, you don't understand." Ginny said in a panicked tone.
"Then will you please explain?" Ron answered, pulling-out a chair for Ginny to sit on.
"I really don't need this right now." Ginny replied.
"Ron, if she said, well, you heard what she said to Harry in the Great Hall, don't you think that eliminates Malfoy as a potential, um, you know?" Hermione said from behind Ron.
"Why don't you just say it?" Harry replied to Hermione's comment.
"Judging from what I said, I think everyone in the whole school knows what I meant except for you, Ronald Weasley." Ginny replied.
At this point, Harry's cheeks turned a bright shade of pink.
"I meant it in a sort of self-insulting way." Ginny added as Hermione cleared her throat loudly as Seamus and Louise Finchley came into the room.
"Is there a problem?" Seamus asked with an honest expression.
Ginny rolled her eyes and Ron gestured to keep Seamus moving.
"We'll be going then." Louise replied, leaving the common room with Seamus's arm wrapped around her shoulder.
"It's getting late," Hermione started "I'll be upstairs."
Once Hermione left, Ron continued interrogating Ginny with Harry still in the room.
"So, let's get back to the subject." Ron said after the room had become quiet once more.
"Why exactly have you been 'hanging around' Malfoy?" he asked.
"None of your bloody business." Ginny replied as Ron's face continued to turn a deep shade of purple.
"Virginia!" Ron yelled, grabbing hold of Ginny's shoulder roughly.
"Get your hands off of me!" Ginny hollered in response.
When Ron wouldn't stop shaking her, Ginny cried a little, partially because his iron grasp was hurting her arm and because of her own guilt.
Faster than the blink of an eye, Harry had gotten up from the sofa and his instictive chivalrous nature had taken over.
"Let go of her, Ron." Harry said firmly.
Ron shifted his weight nervously before he decided to let go of a sobbing Ginny.
"Piss off!" Ginny hissed as she held her sore arm tenderly.
"You mind your mouth." Ron replied as Harry shoved him out of the way.
"You all right, Gin?" Harry asked, acting asthough Ron was not in the room.
"Yes, I think so." Ginny said, rolling her left sleeve up to reveal a reddish braising on her arm.
Harry reached his handkerchief out of one of his pockets and handed it to Ginny sweetly.
"Thanks." Ginny said as she blotted the remaining tear-spots on her face greatfully.
Ron's expression darkened as he continued to stare at Ginny.
"You don't need to supervise." Ginny said to Ron.
Clearly understanding, Ron stormed out of the common room and through the door to the boys' dormatory, leaving Harry and Ginny alone.
"Here." Ginny said, folding Harry's kerchief.
Harry stroked the top of Ginny's hand, causing her to drop the kerchief midway to his hand. Having quick reactions, Harry caught it before it could fall.
"Sorry about that." Harry said as he slumped back into a chair.
"No problem." Ginny replied, trying her hardest to calm her racing heart.
Ginny, feeling her bravest, slid herself halfway onto Harry's lap and leaned her head against his.
Just as her lips had found his, the huge grandfather clock in the room struck, causing both of them to jerk backwards suddenly. Unfortunately for Ginny, she had managed to jump off of Harry, landing with a bump on the floor. She winced.
Rushing to stand up, Ginny stammered nervously.
"I uh, better, um, yeah-" she pointed to the door to the girls' dorm.
"G'night." Harry said as he snapped back to his senses.
Ginny wandered in a daze towards her bed, where she collapsed in a daze of confusion, jovialness and extreme happiness.
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Ginny's eyes flickered open; the air was *nippy* (*hehe: I love this word!!!) and all the other girls appeared to be asleep. The sun had not yet completely risen and Ginny bumped into a few tables as she dressed in fresh clothes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Still amazed that her clumbsiness had not awoken anyone, Ginny walked to the library to return several of her pathetic romance novels.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Turning around a corner, Ginny got the shock of her life when she felt two icy hands on the back of neck.
Almost afraid to turn around, Ginny's breathing quickened and she shut her eyes tightly.
"Right on time." came Draco's voice from behind her to Ginny's relief.
Almost instantly, she was shrouded in his minty scent.
"You bloody wanker, stop doing *that*." Ginny whispered as Draco pulled out two chairs from a nearby table.
Draco said nothing in reply, but sat himself down and offered the seat next to him to Ginny.
"You don't have to whisper, there's no-one else awake." Draco said.
A shiver tingled Ginny's spine as she repeated "no-one else" in her head several times.
"Let's see, what shall we work on next?" Draco asked retorically.
"Go ahead and make yourself comfortable." he added, stretching his arms out behind his neck.
Proceeding carefully, Ginny passed the offered chair and seated herself on Draco's warm, inviting lap.
Once Ginny appeared to be comfortable, Draco playfully moved a suggestive hand to one of Ginny's exposed knees.
Ginny let out a shrill yelp.
"As I should of expected." Draco said, removing his hand to Ginny's relief.
His icy blue-grey eyes gleamed devillishly.
"The next level," he began "will make you irresistable to any willing man."
Ginny eyed him puzzledly.
"Captivation, allure, seduction." Draco said satisfactorably.
Ginny choked a little.
"I am not becoming a whore!" Ginny yelled, her voice echoing in the vast air space of the library.
"That is something you might want to consider not yelling." Draco replied.
"I'm not asking you to become a whore, just a little more comfortable with the sensation of touch." he added, his voice quieting as his right hand played through Ginny's coppery hair.
Ginny shuddered at the idea.
"That jumpiness of yours *has* to go; you can't be appealing and nervous at the same time." Draco said as his hand returned to his side, where Ginny prefered it should stay.
"I think that will finish this class." Draco said, attempting to stand with Ginny still seated.
"Draco," Ginny said "what in bloody hell are those daft little sweets for?" she asked suddenly.
"A later assignment." he said in a syrupy voice.
"Why did you give them to me so prematurely?" Ginny asked again.
"If you persist in knowing so much, they are somewhat not allowed at Hogwarts, and I am somewhat of a suspected student." he replied as he slid Ginny off of his knees.
"I see." Ginny retorted as she smoothed her mid-length skirt.
"I might see you later, but if not, use the oppertunity to get a good taste of Potter." Draco said as he started to walk away.
"I was almost successful last night-" Draco cut Ginny off abruptly.
"Your problem?" he asked.
"I was about to give him a little nip, but that blasted clock in the common room struck nine, and it startled me. Well, it startled him, too." Ginny replied as she stared at her dowdy, unpainted fingernails.
"I believe we talked about your jumpiness all ready, didn't we?" Draco said as he took several steps back towards Ginny.
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy." Ginny said cheekily with a giggle.
Draco, never taking his eyes off of Ginny's, proceeded to wrap his arms around her neck, but resisted the temptation to lean near to her face as Ginny held her breath.
"Later." he said, whipping his head around and leaving Ginny in the library somewhat stunned.
"Ginny Weasley, do not ever, ever kiss Draco Malfoy willingly." Ginny said to herself as she snapped back to her senses harshly.
"Though, I think there could be some exception." she said before she could clamp her own mouth closed.
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Again, I'm very sorry that it took so long to get this chapter up, but I hope you enjoyed it!!!
~Mac