Ginny traipsed into the change rooms on Monday afternoon after an
exhausting quidditch session. Harry had been working them really tough, and
had given many of the 'Oliver like' long winded speeches this afternoon.
The difference between Harry and Oliver, however, being that Harry actually
sounded as if he believed in what he was saying.
She stripped off her robes and sauntered into the shower, rinsing out her hair and using her new "Body works: The quidditch collection-For girls" shower gel. Her sore body enjoyed the warm shower immensely, and she had trouble convincing herself to get out. Sighing, she turned the shower off and stepped out, grabbing a towel and commencing to dry herself.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps come in to the change room. She quickly wrapped the towel around her naked form before turning around to see who had intruded so rudely into the change room.
"Hello darling." Harry said seductively, winking at his dripping girlfriend.
"HARRY!" Ginny cried, wrapping the towel around her tighter. Harry laughed at her attempts.
"Sorry Gin, I knew it was you, and I only came in way after you finished your shower. I'm still decent!" He said innocently. Gin relaxed and grinned at her boyfriend.
"I wonder sometimes." She said softly, coming towards him.
"Do you now? Well how about I make that clear for you." Harry said, smiling as he too walked towards his girlfriend and wrapped his arms around her.
"You're not convincing me Mr. Potter."
"I'll have to try harder then." He leaned in and kissed her passionately. Ginny kissed him back fervently, however she had trouble keeping her towel up. Harry noticed this and stepped back.
"My decency at work." He said, before waving his wand and muttering a quick spell. "There, it will stay up now." Ginny visibly relaxed. "Now." Harry said, leaning back into his girlfriend. "Where were we?"
"Get a bloody room Potter." The couple heard a sneer from the door. "We wouldn't want the two of you to be caught by a prefect on duty now would we?" He questioned smirking at the angry Potter and the bright Red Weasley.
"Shut up and get out Malfoy" Harry took one step in front of Ginny shielding Ginny from his roving eyes.
"You know Potter-I don't think I will. Anyway, Mc Gonagall wants you...though I cant think why when there are some of us that are just so much...I don't know how to say it...better... sums it up. !" Malfoy smiled menacingly.
"I'll go Malfoy, but if you lay so much as one greasy finger on MY girlfriend you will regret the day you were conceived." Harry was quite angry now. He knew he had to go and talk to Mc Gonagall, but the idea of leaving Ginny alone with his wasn't particularly appealing. He turned to Ginny and kissed her gently, yet persuasively, making sure that Malfoy saw all of this. "Stay away from her you slime ball git" Harry said as he left.
"Oh, I'll stay away from her Potter, but I can't guarantee that she'll stay away from me" Malfoy taunted as Harry left the change rooms, leaving him alone with the smallest weasel.]
"Weasel." Draco said sitting down on the change room bench. He looked up at the fuming Weasley, realizing that she was just in a towel. At least he had the grace to look slightly embarrassed.
"Get up and clear out Malfoy, I need to change" she spat.
"I have no objection to you changing now, actually I think it will be quite educational" He smirked again. That bloody smirk was beginning to really piss Ginny off.
"Malfoy." Ginny said dangerously, "Leave now, before I make you."
"I'd just love to see you try." Malfoy said, casually leaning back against the wall behind him. Ginny took one last glare at Malfoy before grabbing her things and stepping into a toilet cubicle. She locked the door and proceeded to get changed.
Why won't he leave me alone? He never noticed me before, and now all of a sudden it's like he's following me around.
Ginny decided to get a straight answer out of him.
"Malfoy." She said, stepping out of the cubicle fully dressed in hipster jeans and a tight polo shirt. "Why are you all of a sudden interested in me?"
"Why do you want to know?" He asked seductively, getting up from his spot on the bench and walking over to her, uncannily like Harry had done not long before.
"Well when a guy who previously never even cast a second glance at you suddenly can't get enough of you, you begin to wonder."
"Who says I can't get enough of you?" He said, continuing his approach. Ginny instinctively took a few steps back and found herself against the wall. Malfoy leaned his two hands against the wall on either side of her. He was barely a centimeter from her lips, and she smelt his sweet cologne. Ginny had by now, dropped her bags and felt her knees go rather week.
"Don't Malfoy." She said softly, turning her head away.
"You never call me Draco."
"You never call me Ginny." She retorted, turning to face him and being confronted by his steel grey eyes.
"Alright then. Ginny. I'll see you later."
"I'll see you at dinner. Now go." She said, rather harshly and immediately regretting it.
"Not at dinner, I have detention."
"First day?" Draco nodded.
"Your little boyfriend does too."
"I bet it has something to do with you."
"He started it."
"I doubt it." Draco grinned but didn't reply; instead he took his hands of the wall and walked away.
"Goodbye Draco." Ginny said, before he walked out the door. He stopped and turned to her.
"Goodbye Ginny." He said smiling, before walking out.
Why just happened? She asked herself. What if he had kissed me? Would I have been able to say no? The scariest thing to her was that she didn't know the answer.
"Ron hurry up, Mc Gonagall is going to kill us!" Harry screeched up the dorm room stairs.
"I'm coming you twit, hold on." Ron cried back. Seconds later he bounded down the stairs, running straight into Harry. The two fell to the floor in a sprawled mess, wincing in pain.
"You absolute git!" Harry cried.
"Well what were you doing standing at the bottom of the stairs anyways? Not really clever was it?" Harry lunged forward and grabbed his friend in a headlock. The two began to wrestle playfully on the common room stairs.
"Can you take a picture of Mc Gonagall face when you turn up late?" Hermione said, standing over them with her hands on her hips. Both boys immediately got up and ran out the dormitory, shouting their goodbye to Hermione before the portrait hole closed.
"So tell me Ron. When are you going to make you move on Hermione?" Harry said casually. Ron immediately turned bright red and started muttering something in audible.
"I don't. not like that."
"Bull, even someone with half a brain can see it."
"Really?" Ron squeaked. Harry nodded, and his friend sighed in defeat. "Okay, so maybe I do, but she doesn't like me back."
"And you know this. how?" Ron didn't have an answer. "Exactly, so I think its about time you found out."
"But what if she never speaks to me again?"
"Honestly Ron, you obviously don't know her well enough if you think she's going to stop talking to you." Ron nodded.
"Okay, I'll do something about it." "When?"
"I Dunno, sometime..."
"That's not good enough. Tonight."
"Tonight?" Ron squeaked, paling at the thought.
"Yes." Ron nodded dumbly, obviously not looking forward to it.
The two reached McGonagalls office and knocked.
"Come in." They heard from the other side of the door. The two entered. Malfoy was already standing at McGonagalls desk. He turned and smirked as a greeting to the two boys. "Your late." Mc Gonagall said, before motioning them to shut the door and stand next to Malfoy.
"Sorry Professor." Mc Gonagall frowned, but didn't dwell on it.
"Now boys, over the holidays the trophy room has collected an awful lot of dust." What she now heard was groans from all three boys. Everyone knew what a big job cleaning the trophy room was. "Right, well off you boys go now, the door is magiced to only let you through once you have finished the work. And believe me boys, if I hear that you have been fighting, there will be serious consequences."
"Shut up Malfoy" Ron said for about the 50th time that night. They had been working 2 hours straight in the trophy room and had almost finished. The boys, especially Draco and Ron had been trading insults all night, Malfoy especially insulting Ron about his family, his money, and his hair.
"As if I would Weasley. I mean I am just so much better than you that I am really helping you along here. You should feel privileged to be insulted by me." Draco smirked. Didn't he ever get pissed at anyone?
"Yeh well look at it this way Malfoy, I have everything I want, but you...you want the one thing you cant have" Ron rose, smiling slightly knowing he was getting to Malfoy.
"And what is that Weasley" Draco smiled all too sweetly.
"My Sister!"
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She stripped off her robes and sauntered into the shower, rinsing out her hair and using her new "Body works: The quidditch collection-For girls" shower gel. Her sore body enjoyed the warm shower immensely, and she had trouble convincing herself to get out. Sighing, she turned the shower off and stepped out, grabbing a towel and commencing to dry herself.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps come in to the change room. She quickly wrapped the towel around her naked form before turning around to see who had intruded so rudely into the change room.
"Hello darling." Harry said seductively, winking at his dripping girlfriend.
"HARRY!" Ginny cried, wrapping the towel around her tighter. Harry laughed at her attempts.
"Sorry Gin, I knew it was you, and I only came in way after you finished your shower. I'm still decent!" He said innocently. Gin relaxed and grinned at her boyfriend.
"I wonder sometimes." She said softly, coming towards him.
"Do you now? Well how about I make that clear for you." Harry said, smiling as he too walked towards his girlfriend and wrapped his arms around her.
"You're not convincing me Mr. Potter."
"I'll have to try harder then." He leaned in and kissed her passionately. Ginny kissed him back fervently, however she had trouble keeping her towel up. Harry noticed this and stepped back.
"My decency at work." He said, before waving his wand and muttering a quick spell. "There, it will stay up now." Ginny visibly relaxed. "Now." Harry said, leaning back into his girlfriend. "Where were we?"
"Get a bloody room Potter." The couple heard a sneer from the door. "We wouldn't want the two of you to be caught by a prefect on duty now would we?" He questioned smirking at the angry Potter and the bright Red Weasley.
"Shut up and get out Malfoy" Harry took one step in front of Ginny shielding Ginny from his roving eyes.
"You know Potter-I don't think I will. Anyway, Mc Gonagall wants you...though I cant think why when there are some of us that are just so much...I don't know how to say it...better... sums it up. !" Malfoy smiled menacingly.
"I'll go Malfoy, but if you lay so much as one greasy finger on MY girlfriend you will regret the day you were conceived." Harry was quite angry now. He knew he had to go and talk to Mc Gonagall, but the idea of leaving Ginny alone with his wasn't particularly appealing. He turned to Ginny and kissed her gently, yet persuasively, making sure that Malfoy saw all of this. "Stay away from her you slime ball git" Harry said as he left.
"Oh, I'll stay away from her Potter, but I can't guarantee that she'll stay away from me" Malfoy taunted as Harry left the change rooms, leaving him alone with the smallest weasel.]
"Weasel." Draco said sitting down on the change room bench. He looked up at the fuming Weasley, realizing that she was just in a towel. At least he had the grace to look slightly embarrassed.
"Get up and clear out Malfoy, I need to change" she spat.
"I have no objection to you changing now, actually I think it will be quite educational" He smirked again. That bloody smirk was beginning to really piss Ginny off.
"Malfoy." Ginny said dangerously, "Leave now, before I make you."
"I'd just love to see you try." Malfoy said, casually leaning back against the wall behind him. Ginny took one last glare at Malfoy before grabbing her things and stepping into a toilet cubicle. She locked the door and proceeded to get changed.
Why won't he leave me alone? He never noticed me before, and now all of a sudden it's like he's following me around.
Ginny decided to get a straight answer out of him.
"Malfoy." She said, stepping out of the cubicle fully dressed in hipster jeans and a tight polo shirt. "Why are you all of a sudden interested in me?"
"Why do you want to know?" He asked seductively, getting up from his spot on the bench and walking over to her, uncannily like Harry had done not long before.
"Well when a guy who previously never even cast a second glance at you suddenly can't get enough of you, you begin to wonder."
"Who says I can't get enough of you?" He said, continuing his approach. Ginny instinctively took a few steps back and found herself against the wall. Malfoy leaned his two hands against the wall on either side of her. He was barely a centimeter from her lips, and she smelt his sweet cologne. Ginny had by now, dropped her bags and felt her knees go rather week.
"Don't Malfoy." She said softly, turning her head away.
"You never call me Draco."
"You never call me Ginny." She retorted, turning to face him and being confronted by his steel grey eyes.
"Alright then. Ginny. I'll see you later."
"I'll see you at dinner. Now go." She said, rather harshly and immediately regretting it.
"Not at dinner, I have detention."
"First day?" Draco nodded.
"Your little boyfriend does too."
"I bet it has something to do with you."
"He started it."
"I doubt it." Draco grinned but didn't reply; instead he took his hands of the wall and walked away.
"Goodbye Draco." Ginny said, before he walked out the door. He stopped and turned to her.
"Goodbye Ginny." He said smiling, before walking out.
Why just happened? She asked herself. What if he had kissed me? Would I have been able to say no? The scariest thing to her was that she didn't know the answer.
"Ron hurry up, Mc Gonagall is going to kill us!" Harry screeched up the dorm room stairs.
"I'm coming you twit, hold on." Ron cried back. Seconds later he bounded down the stairs, running straight into Harry. The two fell to the floor in a sprawled mess, wincing in pain.
"You absolute git!" Harry cried.
"Well what were you doing standing at the bottom of the stairs anyways? Not really clever was it?" Harry lunged forward and grabbed his friend in a headlock. The two began to wrestle playfully on the common room stairs.
"Can you take a picture of Mc Gonagall face when you turn up late?" Hermione said, standing over them with her hands on her hips. Both boys immediately got up and ran out the dormitory, shouting their goodbye to Hermione before the portrait hole closed.
"So tell me Ron. When are you going to make you move on Hermione?" Harry said casually. Ron immediately turned bright red and started muttering something in audible.
"I don't. not like that."
"Bull, even someone with half a brain can see it."
"Really?" Ron squeaked. Harry nodded, and his friend sighed in defeat. "Okay, so maybe I do, but she doesn't like me back."
"And you know this. how?" Ron didn't have an answer. "Exactly, so I think its about time you found out."
"But what if she never speaks to me again?"
"Honestly Ron, you obviously don't know her well enough if you think she's going to stop talking to you." Ron nodded.
"Okay, I'll do something about it." "When?"
"I Dunno, sometime..."
"That's not good enough. Tonight."
"Tonight?" Ron squeaked, paling at the thought.
"Yes." Ron nodded dumbly, obviously not looking forward to it.
The two reached McGonagalls office and knocked.
"Come in." They heard from the other side of the door. The two entered. Malfoy was already standing at McGonagalls desk. He turned and smirked as a greeting to the two boys. "Your late." Mc Gonagall said, before motioning them to shut the door and stand next to Malfoy.
"Sorry Professor." Mc Gonagall frowned, but didn't dwell on it.
"Now boys, over the holidays the trophy room has collected an awful lot of dust." What she now heard was groans from all three boys. Everyone knew what a big job cleaning the trophy room was. "Right, well off you boys go now, the door is magiced to only let you through once you have finished the work. And believe me boys, if I hear that you have been fighting, there will be serious consequences."
"Shut up Malfoy" Ron said for about the 50th time that night. They had been working 2 hours straight in the trophy room and had almost finished. The boys, especially Draco and Ron had been trading insults all night, Malfoy especially insulting Ron about his family, his money, and his hair.
"As if I would Weasley. I mean I am just so much better than you that I am really helping you along here. You should feel privileged to be insulted by me." Draco smirked. Didn't he ever get pissed at anyone?
"Yeh well look at it this way Malfoy, I have everything I want, but you...you want the one thing you cant have" Ron rose, smiling slightly knowing he was getting to Malfoy.
"And what is that Weasley" Draco smiled all too sweetly.
"My Sister!"
HEYA GUYZ...PLEASE KEEP READING I AM REALLY ENJOYING WRITING BUT I NEED SOME FEEDBACK. IS THE PLOT OK??? OK...WELL HERE ARE NATTY AND MY 'I LVOE YOU'S' IF U WANT TO BE INCLUDED PLEASE LET US KNOW. JACKIE SALLY NICKI THE REST OF OUR GROUP WHO BOTHER READING THIS