'Doesn't she look lovley?
Her soft auburn hair
As it flies in the wind
And her body is moving
Her hips to the sea
And the kisses
Oh those kisses
As they rip through my dreams
Close your eyes
My girl
And kiss me'
Ginny blushed as she read the poem. It was so sweet! She just wished she knew who was writing these poems! She wanted to know... Draco's face popped up in her head for some strange reason...He was oddly handsome... There was something about him that just made her... Weak wasn't the right word at all! She wished she was under that tree with him again. He was so gentle with her!
Wandering around the halls, Ginny didn't notice that everyone was stepping out of her way and just staring at her. It was odd. Her nose was buried in the fold of the paper, reading it intently. She hardly noticed when she bumped her head into the chest of a certain blonde.
"Huh? Oh. Hi!" It was Draco. (a/n duh!) He half smiled.
"Where are you headed?" She yawned.
"Oh, the library. I thought I was supposed to meet you there." He nodded.
"In ten minutes. Why don't you come with me to the kitchens?" She nodded and followed him.
"This is the latest." As he read, he raised one eyebrow.
"Hmm.. Have you met this guy?" he asked, running one finger along the fold.
She shook her head.
"Of course not!" He swallowed the salive at the back of his throat.
"He says in this poem that he's kissed your lips. Now, unless he came while you were sleeping... Or he could be fantasizing about kissing you, yes that's it..." She stretched and flopped down on the couch in the kitchen, in front of the fire place. He looked down at her. Sitting beside her, he either didn't, or pretended not to notice how the couch sagged, and Ginny was pressed lightly to his side. He looked over at her as she spoke softly to the small elf. It blushed when she kissed its cheek, and it scuttled away.
"Why you little flirt." She looked behind her shoulder to look at him.
"What are you talking about?" she asked, thrusting her hair behind her shoulder. He smiled and looked at his hand, pretending it was an elf. He made noises, attempting to mock Ginny, then slobbered wet, sloppy kisses on his hand. Ginny giggled.
"Oh shut up. I was being nice. I love Dobby!" Draco rolled his eyes and waved the little elf over.
"I want some hot cocoa. For both of us, ok? And whatever she asked for." He nodded and scuttled away.
"Now. I think that we should get cracking on this poetry thing. I think you're getting a lot better than you were before, but we still have a long way to go before you're amazing." Ginny nodded in agreement. She wasn't amazing at all yet! That is, if she ever would be. Taking a piece of paper from her pocket, Ginny began writing hurridly. Draco looked over her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" She smiled.
"I'm just working on another poem."
Dobby walked over to the two of them with a tray. On it was two glasses of hot cocoa, and chocolate covered rasins. Ginny's hand quickly darted out for the rasins, and she inhaled half the package before she noticed Draco was staring at her. Blushing, she held the bag out, with her mouth full she said, "Want some?"
He shook his head and took a small sip of cocoa. "I think your style is really starting to take shape. You're starting to find yourself." She half-smiled and chewed on another rasin.
It was about ten minutes later that the two of them; with warm cocoa in their bellies, fell asleep. Ginny with her plump; sort cheek on his chest felt so at ease with his arms softly around her little body.
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"Hermione, would you be quiet before someone hears you!"
A/N Uh oh! What's gonna happen next! Tune in tomorrow for a new chapter!
~*Sarah MCK*~
Her soft auburn hair
As it flies in the wind
And her body is moving
Her hips to the sea
And the kisses
Oh those kisses
As they rip through my dreams
Close your eyes
My girl
And kiss me'
Ginny blushed as she read the poem. It was so sweet! She just wished she knew who was writing these poems! She wanted to know... Draco's face popped up in her head for some strange reason...He was oddly handsome... There was something about him that just made her... Weak wasn't the right word at all! She wished she was under that tree with him again. He was so gentle with her!
Wandering around the halls, Ginny didn't notice that everyone was stepping out of her way and just staring at her. It was odd. Her nose was buried in the fold of the paper, reading it intently. She hardly noticed when she bumped her head into the chest of a certain blonde.
"Huh? Oh. Hi!" It was Draco. (a/n duh!) He half smiled.
"Where are you headed?" She yawned.
"Oh, the library. I thought I was supposed to meet you there." He nodded.
"In ten minutes. Why don't you come with me to the kitchens?" She nodded and followed him.
"This is the latest." As he read, he raised one eyebrow.
"Hmm.. Have you met this guy?" he asked, running one finger along the fold.
She shook her head.
"Of course not!" He swallowed the salive at the back of his throat.
"He says in this poem that he's kissed your lips. Now, unless he came while you were sleeping... Or he could be fantasizing about kissing you, yes that's it..." She stretched and flopped down on the couch in the kitchen, in front of the fire place. He looked down at her. Sitting beside her, he either didn't, or pretended not to notice how the couch sagged, and Ginny was pressed lightly to his side. He looked over at her as she spoke softly to the small elf. It blushed when she kissed its cheek, and it scuttled away.
"Why you little flirt." She looked behind her shoulder to look at him.
"What are you talking about?" she asked, thrusting her hair behind her shoulder. He smiled and looked at his hand, pretending it was an elf. He made noises, attempting to mock Ginny, then slobbered wet, sloppy kisses on his hand. Ginny giggled.
"Oh shut up. I was being nice. I love Dobby!" Draco rolled his eyes and waved the little elf over.
"I want some hot cocoa. For both of us, ok? And whatever she asked for." He nodded and scuttled away.
"Now. I think that we should get cracking on this poetry thing. I think you're getting a lot better than you were before, but we still have a long way to go before you're amazing." Ginny nodded in agreement. She wasn't amazing at all yet! That is, if she ever would be. Taking a piece of paper from her pocket, Ginny began writing hurridly. Draco looked over her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" She smiled.
"I'm just working on another poem."
Dobby walked over to the two of them with a tray. On it was two glasses of hot cocoa, and chocolate covered rasins. Ginny's hand quickly darted out for the rasins, and she inhaled half the package before she noticed Draco was staring at her. Blushing, she held the bag out, with her mouth full she said, "Want some?"
He shook his head and took a small sip of cocoa. "I think your style is really starting to take shape. You're starting to find yourself." She half-smiled and chewed on another rasin.
It was about ten minutes later that the two of them; with warm cocoa in their bellies, fell asleep. Ginny with her plump; sort cheek on his chest felt so at ease with his arms softly around her little body.
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"Hermione, would you be quiet before someone hears you!"
A/N Uh oh! What's gonna happen next! Tune in tomorrow for a new chapter!
~*Sarah MCK*~