A/N: Firstly I'd like to say sorry about fifty times, but that might take up quite a bit of space, so consider this my official apology. I know it's been almost 6 months since I updated with a chapter and this will probably be nowhere near good enough for all that waiting. It'll be made up to you in Chapter 11 when I can finally find my feet again with this story, this one is a little, well… it's weird to put it simply. The first half was written back in November and the second has been written these past few days.
Please try to keep an open mind when reading this chapter and don't give me too much criticism 'cause it's going to take some getting back into, but the good news I have been back into my writing since January after suffering about 6 weeks of writers block.
Anyway, read, enjoy, and review!
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Chapter 10
Saying I'm SorryCoz you don't care nothing 'bout the things I do
Don't care nothing 'bout the pain you put me through
Show your feelings from me
Coz you don't care nothing 'bout the way I feel today
I wont let love R.I.P~ Blue, Love R.I.P
Taking light steps across the blue wash tiles, Ginny sucked in a deep breath, a chill creeping up her legs, and across her body. She wrapped her arms carefully around herself as she felt the water wash over her feet. Now was the time she needed to be alone, she needed to figure out what it was that she really wanted. With Harry adding more sudden complications she could so easily slip away and never come back to the world, she didn't need the pain.
Draco was what she wanted, she'd known it all along… but maybe now she'd ruined her chances. Why did Harry have to pick that moment to admit he still had feelings for her? It was just typical really, the way of her life, how things went. Shivering, Ginny took one more step and then raised her arms above her head. Leaning her body forward she crouched slightly and pushed herself from the floor, propelling her body towards the water, as she dived into the pool before her.
Within a second she was submerged beneath warm, crystal clear water, and she was overtaken by a floating feeling. Breaking through the surface she gulped in the air and smiled contentedly to herself. She knew what she wanted, she just had to get it back… and it couldn't be that hard, could it? Shaking her head, her wet hair fell across her face in tangles.
'You're not that hard to find you know… once I knew Potter was alone. I had to talk to you,' Draco's voice cut through the silence surrounding her. All she felt was pure pleasure in hearing his voice, he sounded amused or there was at least a happy note lacing his words. So he couldn't have taken what happened to heart.
Ginny felt her own smile broaden, and she kept her back to him. 'Who says I want to talk to you, Draco,' she answered him sharply. 'I wanted some time alone, but why is it I get the feeling that isn't going to happen?' She ran her fingers lightly over her own shoulders, and leant her head back a little.
There was an awkward pause, and then he spoke softly, 'Because we both know that you can't resist me… and I can't for even a second resist you, I've always been weak around you.'
'That's probably a bad thing to tell me, I could use it as a weapon against you,' she teased gently. Closing her eyes she heard movement, the sound of fabric folding and the water being disturbed, then she felt Draco's hands rest gently on her hips under the surface of the water. 'Came prepared?' she asked.
'Not necessarily,' he whispered back to her, arms winding around her waist and his head resting on her shoulder. She looked over at his face and smiled finding the gleam of happiness in his eyes. Letting her eyes travel downward, she gazed over his well tanned shoulders, until his finger caught her under her chin, lifting her head once more.
Ginny leant in closer and pressed her lips lightly against his in a tender kiss. Allowing her eyes to drift closed, she pulled away a little, whispering softly, 'I'm sorry I did that to you, and… are you naked?' She sniggered and opened her eyes, grinning at him.
The smirk that crept across his features answered her question, and before she got to say another word, his mouth found hers continuing the kiss she'd started only moments earlier. She edged closer, bringing her hand up to his face and caressing his cheek lightly as she timidly deepened the kiss. For some reason she felt shy to do it, maybe it was the fact that she'd hurt him, or that the last kiss she'd received had been from Harry.
It didn't phase Draco at all though, she could tell from the way he returned the kiss. He needed it, he wanted it, and he'd been waiting again. Spinning her body to face him, she pressed herself against him, pushing him gently back to the wall of the pool. She let her hands move up and over his chest and snake around his neck, where she left them resting lightly.
Her breathing was coming heavier, and she actually started to feel giddy, maybe it was just the chlorine… or then again, maybe not. Pulling back she leant her forehead against his, keeping her voice gentle, 'Why did you let me talk to you like that…?'
'Because,' he began in a whisper, 'Potter was there, and if I'd talked back to you, he would have had his fist in my face faster than you can say 'broomstick'. That's why.' He traced his fingers up her spine slowly as he spoke, and kept his gaze upon her. 'But I did say a few things that I need to apologise for, don't you think?'
Ginny swallowed hard, feeling her mouth go a little dry. 'No you don't need to apologise, you had every right after what you walked in—'
Her words were abruptly cut off by another kiss, another kiss that was mind blowing. And she thought she'd been giddy before, it was no comparison to now. Moaning lightly against his lips, she led her fingers up into his hair. She willed herself to break away, and she jerked her body from his, taking a step back. 'Not here… we shouldn't do this here…'
'Do what? Wasn't planning on doing anything…' replied Draco, a deep look of mischief playing about his face. She smiled brightly as he looked at her hopefully. 'I wasn't Weasley, honestly.'
'I don't believe you,' she whispered, and then leant forward leaving a tender kiss on the end of his nose. Then moving around him she clambered out of the pool, and sat herself on the side, running her fingers over the pile of Draco's clothes. 'Oh look… you shouldn't have left these here. Somebody could steal them.' She looked straight at him, flashing him a bright grin. 'Someone like me.'
He glared at her, one of his brows raising a little. 'I don't think you would… and just remember who you're dealing with, escapee of the centaury.'
'Yes,' she said softly, and then took out his wand from the pile of clothes next to her. 'But I, Mr. Expert, have your wand. What on earth are you going to do without it?'
'Wouldn't you like to know…'
'Actually I would.' Ginny got to her feet slowly and swept up the pile of his clothes in her arms, holding them close to her wet body. She grinned once more and then started walking away from the poolside, and then out of the doors nearby. 'See you in my room,' she called over her shoulder, making her way to the lift.
As soon as she was out of his ear shot, a wholesome giggle erupted from her lips, and she buried her head in the pile of clothes a little to muffle the noise. She leant against the side of the lift as it jerked its way up the building. When the bell sounded she jogged out of the now open door, and pulled the key for her room from around her wrist. After a few moments of struggling she dropped Draco's clothes to the floor as she unlocked the door in front of her.
Immediately as the door swung open a pair of emerald green eyes locked with her own. She ran her tongue over her lips and closed her eyes. 'Harry, hey again,' she muttered, while hooking Draco's shirt on her foot and kicking it into the room. With a grin she shut the door carefully behind her. 'Pop still asleep?'
'She… uh, yeah she is,' Harry mumbled, as he rose from the couch. 'You want me to go now right… I mean, if you need anything Gin, contact me please.'
'I will,' she said with an earnest smile. 'Thank you. But I'll be okay, big old grown up Ginny can cope with child… broken marriage, and the other guy.' She laughed gently, and ushered Harry out of the door as quickly as possible. With another stunning smile she kissed his cheek, placed her hands on his shoulders and shoved him out of the door, slamming it after him.
Spinning on her heel she stared down at Draco's crumpled clothes and felt another giggle bubble in her throat. Crouching down she scooped them up into her arms and walked over to the chair sat in front of the window, draping them over the back of it. Turning back to the room, she let her eyes glide over the orange glow filling the place from the burning fire.
She smiled softly to herself and then shed her swimsuit and grabbed her robe from on the back of the door, putting it on, before slipping into Poppy's room. Closing the door gently behind her she walked over to the bed and perched on the side of it, stroking her daughters hair lightly.
The small girl stirred, her chocolaty brown eyes opening with slow blinks. 'Mummy?' mumbled Poppy, rolling over a little. Ginny smiled at her in reply and continued to silently play with her hair, twirling it around her fingers.
'It's me, sweetie,' she whispered a few minutes later and then began to hum a soft lullaby, watching as Poppy's eyes fell shut again and she yawned, her small hand coming up to her mouth. 'Would you like to go away with just mummy for a while… and her friend. We're going to go somewhere nice and hot.'
Poppy only made a noise that was somewhere between mumbling 'mmm hmm' or even possibly 'uh-huh'. Either way it was a subconscious yes. Laying her head down beside her daughters, Ginny let her eyes close and placed her hand over Poppy's heart, beginning to hum again.
Slowly she began to feel sleep fall over her so knocked herself from her trance and headed out of the room and back to the main room, seating herself of the sofa. Bringing her legs up she leant her chin on her knees, watching the flames in the fireplace dance about. Once more she felt herself falling away with the moment, that was until she heard someone clear their throat.
Turning to look at the door Ginny found herself staring into Draco's piercing silver eyes, a look of annoyance crossing his features. She gradually dragged her eyes down to find he was wearing only a towel wrapped tightly around his waist. 'Found your way back then?' she asked with a giggle.
'One of the girls in the changing rooms were kind enough to hand me a towel,' answered Draco, his lips curling into a smirk. A moment later he smiled at her brightly and then stepped into the room completely, pushing the door closed behind him. 'Where are my clothes?'
She pointed over to the chair and then looked back at the fire, wrapping her arms around herself. 'You do understand that we have a lot of talking to do,' she told him softly, closing her eyes. 'This can't be all fun and games anymore, not that it was before. But Pop's involved, Draco, and I want her to know you, I do. I also want her to grow up knowing who her real father is though… and not start calling you daddy.'
'I understand that,' he said quietly, his voice drifting from over by the window as he got dressed. 'Whatever you think is better, Gin.'
'We're going to go away for a while, just me, Poppy, and you. That way she'll be able to get used to having you around.' Opening her eyes Ginny took a deep breath before telling the rest of her plans. 'After that she can go back and live with Colin and I'll take her at weekends, it's probably better that way.'
Nodding Draco walked over and sat down next to her on the sofa, leaning against the arm a little, nervously running his fingers through his hair. 'That sounds like a good idea,' he whispered. 'How was Colin when you saw him last?'
She shook her head and chuckled lightly in response then looked at him seriously. 'He was a wreck, I've never seem him like that, and I'm not about to lie and say it didn't effect me… because it did hurt me to see him like that.' Lowering her eyes she chewed on her lower lip then mumbled, 'I still love him and I always will, it's you I need to be with though and I know that now for sure.'
'And you love me?' he ventured gently.
She looked at him and smiled, whispering, 'I love you.'
'I love you, too.'
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More A/N: And there we have it the very short but very sweet Chapter 10, now I better go start on number 11. Please go and review you guys.