How To Be Bad
by x0firefly0x
Summary: Ginny Weasley is sick of being innocent. She's sick of being forgotten by boys. What to do? Take lessons in being bad of course! Her tutor? Draco Malfoy. Sparks fly as lessons go on. DMGW. Rated PG-13 for cursing.
Disclaimer: I'm broke. I owe my little brother 5 dollars. Do you really think I'm J.K. Rowling? I thought so.
Shoutouts: Maggie (Maddie's namesake, basically), Jameroo, Dia (italianbabe!), and Jenni (degrassifiend2006) I love you guys!
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Chapter 13: No Regrets
Ginny waited until she was safely in her own dorm before she started crying. She never thought that being in love with somebody could be so complicated, nor so painful. Over the next week, Ginny barricaded herself in. People came to call, and everytime, she just replied, "Give up." This was her hiding spot from the world, and by the world, she meant Draco. He really did mean the world to her, even now.
Ginny had packed up the leather and things he had given her and told Maddie (who she couldn't avoid, since she was in her dorm) to give them back to Draco. Maddie had agreed, but while she had been looking for her Transfiguration textbook, she had found the corset underneath Maddie's four-poster. Ginny didn't mind. She was glad one of her friends was happy; she certainly wasn't. Ginny spent most of her days gazing at the Passion Rose now, which was now a dull grey, the color of a thundercloud. The fire sprite inside hardly got up from her bed of pollen. It was as if they were one, the fire sprite and she...
Eventually, though, she had Maddie give that back too. It wouldn't do to dwell on it all day, and she didn't want to give Draco the satisfaction of knowing that she still cared, even though she did. A lot. That same day, Ginny was lying on her bed, the scarlet covers wrapped around her slim body.
A knock resounded on the wooden door. "Give up..." Ginny said in a depressed voice.
"No, Ginny, I won't. Open the door," a familiar voice answered. 'Could it be?' Ginny thought excitedly, mentally gasping. She went to answer the door.
Hermione was standing there, her hand poised to knock on the door again. Her hand dropped.
"Hi," Ginny said uselessly.
"Hello," Hermione said, rather meekly.
Awkward silence, so heavy, so thick, smothered them both. Ginny managed, somehow, to push the heaviness away.
"Why don't you come in?" Ginny said awkwardly, gesturing towards her four-poster bed.
"Um, thanks," Hermione said, making her way to sit on Maddie's trunk instead. Ginny followed her lead and sat on her own trunk, which was scuffed and worn.
"So..."Ginny said, floundering.
"Are you all right, Ginny?" Hermione said kindly. A wave, no, a *tsunami* of compassion struck Ginny. 'Even after all I've done to her, Ginny thought, she can still forgive.' Ginny gave her a huge hug. She drew back and said tearfully, "I'm so sorry, Hermione. I r-really didn't mean to."
"It's all right, Ginny," Hermione said, patting Ginny on the shoulder. Ginny smiled up at the older girl.
"So," Hermione repeated, "Are you okay?"
Ginny shrugged, "Yeah, sure."
"You've been locked up here for a week, Ginny," Hermione said sternly. 'Good old Hermione,' Ginny thought, trying to hold back a grin. It was unbelievable how happy just the fact that Hermione was talking to her made her. "Gin, you do know Parvati and Lavender, the bloody gits they are, have been talking about this endlessly! The whole school knows about you and Malfoy!"
"Let them gossip," said Ginny contemptously, "I'd like to see what Lavender would do if Seamus ever broke up with her."
Hermione grinned. "You know full well that she doesn't worry about that. She knows that as long as he's getting some physical action," Hermione paused, waggling her eyebrows, "he'll never break up with her."
"You never know," Ginny said softly, "One day you think everything's going perfectly, and the next, he's breaking up with you." Hermione sighed.
"Ginny," she said, looking rather dignified, "I hate to say this, but I--"
"Oh, *please* don't say you told me so, Hermione! I know you did, and I do wish I had listened to you, but it's too late now! We're over!"
"And now your heart is broken."
"That too," Ginny said sadly. Suddenly, her facial expression changed. "Is Harry upset with me?"
"Why would he be upset with you?" Hermione questioned, looking for once in her life like she was acually confused.
"We kissed," Ginny mumbled.
"You what?" Hermione said, furrowing her brow.
"We kissed!" Ginny said more loudly.
"Really?!" Hermione looked very excited, "This is wonderful! We could go on double dates together, and--"
"Yes," Ginny said, interrupting, "But I don't think I like him like that anymore (Hermione's face fell)." Ginny changed the subject abruptly, "So, are you still mad at me 'Mione?"
Hermione smiled mischievously. "A bit." Ginny downcast her eyes. "But only because of the Harry thing. Are you sure it can't work?!" Ginny laughed.
Hermione smiled back and looked at her watch. "I've got to go to Herbology now, Gin. But come out, won't you? We miss you."
"Who's the 'we'?" Ginny asked sadly.
"Me, Ron, Harry...Colin," Hermione said, winking. This was so unlike Hermione that Ginny wondered if it had even happened. Sometimes her eyes played tricks. Hermione hurried off. Ginny sat there for awhile, grateful and much happier. Ginny sighed and got up, her small hand resting on the brass doorknob. A second later, and her long red hair was seen whooshing past.
Ginny walked swiftly, trying to get to the hospital wing as quickly as possible. Ginny walked in and grinned at Colin, but her grin faltered as she saw Colin glare at her. Ginny groaned.
"I'm so sorry, Colin," Ginny said softly, "Please forgive me?" There was silence.
"It really shows how much our friendship is worth to you, isn't it? Going out with the guy who nearly killed your best friend. Maddie told me, Ginny."
Ginny sighed. "I *do* care, Colin. I really do!"
"Do you regret it?" Colin said softly, his blue eyes cloudy and impossible to read. He shook his mop of blonde hair out of his eyes. Ginny surveyed him.
"Yes," she lied. She couldn't break his heart again by telling him the truth. That would hurt him too much; it still killed her. "So..." Ginny fumbled, trying to find another subject, "When do you break out of this popsicle stand?" Colin grinned weakly.
"Two more days. I feel perfectly fine, but you know how Madam Pomfrey is."
"Yeah," Ginny agreed, sitting on the Harry's vacated bed (though probably not for long; Harry had a Quidditch game next week) across from his. Colin resumed his somber expression.
"I still can't believe you dated him, Ginny."
Ginny sighed, smacking her forehead with her palm, "Colin!" she said exasperatedly, her voice rising with every word, "I said I was sorry! Can't you forgive me? You forgave *him* easily!"
A hand suddenly grasped tightly unto her robes, and Ginny looked up, up at the stern (and now, very angry) face of Madam Pomfrey. Madam Pomfrey brandished a disapproving finger in Ginny's face.
"I will not have you harassing one of my charges!" Madam Pomfrey, suddenly resembling a dragon; it was no wonder first years called her the 'Dragon Lady', "He is ill!" Madam Pomfrey firmly pushed her to the door, "Now, out!"
Ginny took a look back at Colin, who made the universal 'crazy sign' at pointed at Madam Pomfrey's back. Ginny just managed to giggle before the door was shut in her face. Ginny kept grinning as she walked down the abandoned corridor. 'Damn,' Ginny thought, her heart stopping.
It was Draco, his head bowed, a crumpled piece of parchment in his hand. Ginny began to back away slowly. Draco's head snapped up.
"What are you doing here?" Draco snarled, his grey eyes flashing cold steel. Ginny gasped, he wasn't who he seemed to be before he had broken up with her.
"Walking," Ginny said defiantly, holding her head up high, "Can't a person do that nowadays?"
"Yeah, whatever," Draco mumbled, turning away. Ginny couldn't help herself, and reached to put a tentative hand on one of his broad shoulders.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Draco pushed back forcefully, but Ginny saw his grey eyes flick back to the crumpled paper he had in his hand. Before he had a chance to stop her, Ginny snatched it and began to read:
'Mr. Malfoy:
We express out deepest condolences in informing you that your father, Mr. Lucius Malfoy, has been found dead in his Wiltshire estate. It appears to be foul play, and we are investigating the circumstances of his unfortunate death. The contents of his will shall be divided...'
But when exactly the will would be divided, Ginny never knew as Draco snatched it back.
"I'm sorry, Draco," Ginny said softly, "When did this happen?" 'Actually,' Ginny thought guiltily, 'I don't care about his bloody father! It's this git I care about!' The full impact of this truthful thought hit Ginny like a ton of bricks as she surveyed his crumpled figure.
"Last week. And don't be sorry," Draco added sullenly, "I hate when people pity me."
"Well, you just seemed like you loved him, and I--" Ginny was interrupted by Draco's snort.
"I didn't love the git, and he sure as hell didn't love me."
"Don't say that," Ginny said reassuringly, although she wasn't all that sure herself, "Of course he loved you!" Draco just looked at her disbelievingly.
"Yeah, sure. He only had me so I could keep the Malfoy name going. If I had been a girl, he probably wouldn't have even bothered to keep me alive."
Ginny sighed and leaned back on the wall behind her, pushing a strand of her red hair behind an ear. "That sucks," she said sadly, looking at Draco, who was determinedly looking at his shoes. Ginny noticed that he didn't look as well groomed as usual. On the contrary--his usually slicked back white-blonde hair was loose, falling about his stormy grey eyes, which weren't as cold and forbidding as they had been a few moments ago. His posture was slumped, his head bowed. For once in his life, Draco Malfoy looked vulnerable, and Ginny found this intensely attractive. Draco looked up to match her gaze. A shiver went down Ginny's spine at the searching look he was giving her.
"Why do you care, anyway?" he said quietly, not removing his eyes from hers.
"I just don't know..." Ginny admitted, "I just can't help it." There was silence.
"Neither can I," Draco said, grinning half-heartedly. Ginny just couldn't take it anymore; he was so God damn irresistable! She leant over to plant a kiss on his pale cheek, but he turned purposely, and his lips met hers. Ginny relished in the passion of it--they both drew it out as long as possible. A sudden remembrance made Ginny jerk away.
"What is it?" asked Draco in a gutteral voice.
Ginny paused. "Why are you doing this to me?" Ginny said slowly, a hurt look in her big brown eyes.
"Doing what?" Draco asked innocently.
"Playing with me. You and I both know you don't care," Ginny snapped, crossing her arms, "You just want someone to make out with. I'll bet anything you have a ton of girls around school who you just turn to to snog with in empty corridors!"
"Not true," Draco protested, but a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. "You're the only one."
"What?!" Ginny snarled.
Draco sighed, and said, "You are so bloody complicated. I have to admit, I'm attracted to you (Ginny snorted) yes, even without the leather, and I know you're attracted to me, I mean, who wouldn't be?" Draco smirked.
Ginny just rolled her eyes. "You are so conceited!"
"Part of my charm," Draco said jokingly.
"What charm?" Ginny threw back, still trying to decide whether to forgive him.
"Look, I'm s-s-" Draco stuttered, "Oh, come on, you know what I want to say."
"No, I don't," Ginny said, looking amused. Draco growled.
"Damn you, Ginny."
"What did I do?" Ginny said, feigning innocence, "Now, if you were really sorry, you would be able to say it."
"I can't, Ginny," Draco said softly.
"Sure you can, Draco," said Ginny sharply, "That is, if you really care."
"You don't understand."
"What don't I understand? Are you really that proud, Draco?"
Draco glared at her, "Fine" he said grudgingly, "I'm sorry."
"Like you mean it..." Ginny said in a sing-song voice, her doe-brown eyes sparkling merrily.
"I'm sorry," Draco said sincerely, "Now do you forgive me?"
"Beg," Ginny barked, grinning sinisterly.
"What?" Draco said, and Ginny was pleased to hear fear in his voice.
"Beg," Ginny said, he voice dripping with mirth. Draco glared at her.
"Please, please forgive me, Ginny..." Draco mumbled. Ginny waved her hand dismissively.
"Good enough," Ginny said, and turned away, but she was grinning. Ginny felt Draco's muscular arms wrap about her slim waist. His warm breath, smelling of Honeydukes chocolate, caressed her ear.
"Now can we snog?" he pleaded. Ginny answered with a passionate kiss.
"I'll take that as a yes," he said softly, leaning in to steal another one.
---{ 5 weeks and 342 kisses later }---
"Draco, d'you reckon it's time we tell everybody?" Ginny asked.
"Why?" Draco whined, holding her tight.
"We've been sneaking around too long and I'm sick of lying."
"You're such a goody-goody," Draco teased, playing with her long, fiery locks, "I love you..."
"I love you too," Ginny said (he had said it so many times already), then added, "I don't see why you should mind," Ginny said playfully, "seeing as I'm good to *you*."
"I guess," Draco shrugged, "Who first?"
"Our friends, of course," Ginny said admonishingly.
"Fine. I'll tell Pansy," Draco said.
"That's it?" Ginny said, raising an eyebrow.
"All my other friends already know. Come to think of it, I probably told her too..." Draco said, thinking. Ginny smacked him on the arm.
"Hey!" he cried, flinging his arms up for protection. Ginny pried his arms away to give him another kiss.
"All right," Ginny said, a satisfied smile on her face, "I'll tell Hermione, Maddie, Colin, Harry (Draco glared at her) He's my friend too!" Ginny said, glaring back, "Charlotte, Neville, Hannah..." Draco sighed.
"I get the point," Draco hinted, then added gloomily, "When do we have to tell everyone?"
"As soon as possible. I'll just go to the common room and tell anyone I know there."
"I guess I'll tell Pansy and varied other persons in the common room," Draco said smugly.
"You're just saying that so Ron won't be able to find you. You know he'd wanna kick your arse," Ginny teased.
"Like he could," Draco snorted.
"Oh, shut up," Ginny reprimanded, leaning in to snatch another kiss. They drew apart after a moment or so, and Ginny said forcefully, "Let's go. It's time."
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Quotes of the Chapter: "A kiss is a lovely task designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous."-Ingrid Bergman
"Anyone can look at each others eyes, but lovers can see into each other's souls through the eyes." -Larry Latta
"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage."-Lau Tzo
"All thoughts, all passions, all delights; Whatever stirs this mortal flame; All are but ministers of Love; And feed his sacred flame." -Samuel Coleridge
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by x0firefly0x
Summary: Ginny Weasley is sick of being innocent. She's sick of being forgotten by boys. What to do? Take lessons in being bad of course! Her tutor? Draco Malfoy. Sparks fly as lessons go on. DMGW. Rated PG-13 for cursing.
Disclaimer: I'm broke. I owe my little brother 5 dollars. Do you really think I'm J.K. Rowling? I thought so.
Shoutouts: Maggie (Maddie's namesake, basically), Jameroo, Dia (italianbabe!), and Jenni (degrassifiend2006) I love you guys!
Goal: 100 reviews. That isn't too much for me to ask, is it?
Chapter 13: No Regrets
Ginny waited until she was safely in her own dorm before she started crying. She never thought that being in love with somebody could be so complicated, nor so painful. Over the next week, Ginny barricaded herself in. People came to call, and everytime, she just replied, "Give up." This was her hiding spot from the world, and by the world, she meant Draco. He really did mean the world to her, even now.
Ginny had packed up the leather and things he had given her and told Maddie (who she couldn't avoid, since she was in her dorm) to give them back to Draco. Maddie had agreed, but while she had been looking for her Transfiguration textbook, she had found the corset underneath Maddie's four-poster. Ginny didn't mind. She was glad one of her friends was happy; she certainly wasn't. Ginny spent most of her days gazing at the Passion Rose now, which was now a dull grey, the color of a thundercloud. The fire sprite inside hardly got up from her bed of pollen. It was as if they were one, the fire sprite and she...
Eventually, though, she had Maddie give that back too. It wouldn't do to dwell on it all day, and she didn't want to give Draco the satisfaction of knowing that she still cared, even though she did. A lot. That same day, Ginny was lying on her bed, the scarlet covers wrapped around her slim body.
A knock resounded on the wooden door. "Give up..." Ginny said in a depressed voice.
"No, Ginny, I won't. Open the door," a familiar voice answered. 'Could it be?' Ginny thought excitedly, mentally gasping. She went to answer the door.
Hermione was standing there, her hand poised to knock on the door again. Her hand dropped.
"Hi," Ginny said uselessly.
"Hello," Hermione said, rather meekly.
Awkward silence, so heavy, so thick, smothered them both. Ginny managed, somehow, to push the heaviness away.
"Why don't you come in?" Ginny said awkwardly, gesturing towards her four-poster bed.
"Um, thanks," Hermione said, making her way to sit on Maddie's trunk instead. Ginny followed her lead and sat on her own trunk, which was scuffed and worn.
"So..."Ginny said, floundering.
"Are you all right, Ginny?" Hermione said kindly. A wave, no, a *tsunami* of compassion struck Ginny. 'Even after all I've done to her, Ginny thought, she can still forgive.' Ginny gave her a huge hug. She drew back and said tearfully, "I'm so sorry, Hermione. I r-really didn't mean to."
"It's all right, Ginny," Hermione said, patting Ginny on the shoulder. Ginny smiled up at the older girl.
"So," Hermione repeated, "Are you okay?"
Ginny shrugged, "Yeah, sure."
"You've been locked up here for a week, Ginny," Hermione said sternly. 'Good old Hermione,' Ginny thought, trying to hold back a grin. It was unbelievable how happy just the fact that Hermione was talking to her made her. "Gin, you do know Parvati and Lavender, the bloody gits they are, have been talking about this endlessly! The whole school knows about you and Malfoy!"
"Let them gossip," said Ginny contemptously, "I'd like to see what Lavender would do if Seamus ever broke up with her."
Hermione grinned. "You know full well that she doesn't worry about that. She knows that as long as he's getting some physical action," Hermione paused, waggling her eyebrows, "he'll never break up with her."
"You never know," Ginny said softly, "One day you think everything's going perfectly, and the next, he's breaking up with you." Hermione sighed.
"Ginny," she said, looking rather dignified, "I hate to say this, but I--"
"Oh, *please* don't say you told me so, Hermione! I know you did, and I do wish I had listened to you, but it's too late now! We're over!"
"And now your heart is broken."
"That too," Ginny said sadly. Suddenly, her facial expression changed. "Is Harry upset with me?"
"Why would he be upset with you?" Hermione questioned, looking for once in her life like she was acually confused.
"We kissed," Ginny mumbled.
"You what?" Hermione said, furrowing her brow.
"We kissed!" Ginny said more loudly.
"Really?!" Hermione looked very excited, "This is wonderful! We could go on double dates together, and--"
"Yes," Ginny said, interrupting, "But I don't think I like him like that anymore (Hermione's face fell)." Ginny changed the subject abruptly, "So, are you still mad at me 'Mione?"
Hermione smiled mischievously. "A bit." Ginny downcast her eyes. "But only because of the Harry thing. Are you sure it can't work?!" Ginny laughed.
Hermione smiled back and looked at her watch. "I've got to go to Herbology now, Gin. But come out, won't you? We miss you."
"Who's the 'we'?" Ginny asked sadly.
"Me, Ron, Harry...Colin," Hermione said, winking. This was so unlike Hermione that Ginny wondered if it had even happened. Sometimes her eyes played tricks. Hermione hurried off. Ginny sat there for awhile, grateful and much happier. Ginny sighed and got up, her small hand resting on the brass doorknob. A second later, and her long red hair was seen whooshing past.
Ginny walked swiftly, trying to get to the hospital wing as quickly as possible. Ginny walked in and grinned at Colin, but her grin faltered as she saw Colin glare at her. Ginny groaned.
"I'm so sorry, Colin," Ginny said softly, "Please forgive me?" There was silence.
"It really shows how much our friendship is worth to you, isn't it? Going out with the guy who nearly killed your best friend. Maddie told me, Ginny."
Ginny sighed. "I *do* care, Colin. I really do!"
"Do you regret it?" Colin said softly, his blue eyes cloudy and impossible to read. He shook his mop of blonde hair out of his eyes. Ginny surveyed him.
"Yes," she lied. She couldn't break his heart again by telling him the truth. That would hurt him too much; it still killed her. "So..." Ginny fumbled, trying to find another subject, "When do you break out of this popsicle stand?" Colin grinned weakly.
"Two more days. I feel perfectly fine, but you know how Madam Pomfrey is."
"Yeah," Ginny agreed, sitting on the Harry's vacated bed (though probably not for long; Harry had a Quidditch game next week) across from his. Colin resumed his somber expression.
"I still can't believe you dated him, Ginny."
Ginny sighed, smacking her forehead with her palm, "Colin!" she said exasperatedly, her voice rising with every word, "I said I was sorry! Can't you forgive me? You forgave *him* easily!"
A hand suddenly grasped tightly unto her robes, and Ginny looked up, up at the stern (and now, very angry) face of Madam Pomfrey. Madam Pomfrey brandished a disapproving finger in Ginny's face.
"I will not have you harassing one of my charges!" Madam Pomfrey, suddenly resembling a dragon; it was no wonder first years called her the 'Dragon Lady', "He is ill!" Madam Pomfrey firmly pushed her to the door, "Now, out!"
Ginny took a look back at Colin, who made the universal 'crazy sign' at pointed at Madam Pomfrey's back. Ginny just managed to giggle before the door was shut in her face. Ginny kept grinning as she walked down the abandoned corridor. 'Damn,' Ginny thought, her heart stopping.
It was Draco, his head bowed, a crumpled piece of parchment in his hand. Ginny began to back away slowly. Draco's head snapped up.
"What are you doing here?" Draco snarled, his grey eyes flashing cold steel. Ginny gasped, he wasn't who he seemed to be before he had broken up with her.
"Walking," Ginny said defiantly, holding her head up high, "Can't a person do that nowadays?"
"Yeah, whatever," Draco mumbled, turning away. Ginny couldn't help herself, and reached to put a tentative hand on one of his broad shoulders.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Draco pushed back forcefully, but Ginny saw his grey eyes flick back to the crumpled paper he had in his hand. Before he had a chance to stop her, Ginny snatched it and began to read:
'Mr. Malfoy:
We express out deepest condolences in informing you that your father, Mr. Lucius Malfoy, has been found dead in his Wiltshire estate. It appears to be foul play, and we are investigating the circumstances of his unfortunate death. The contents of his will shall be divided...'
But when exactly the will would be divided, Ginny never knew as Draco snatched it back.
"I'm sorry, Draco," Ginny said softly, "When did this happen?" 'Actually,' Ginny thought guiltily, 'I don't care about his bloody father! It's this git I care about!' The full impact of this truthful thought hit Ginny like a ton of bricks as she surveyed his crumpled figure.
"Last week. And don't be sorry," Draco added sullenly, "I hate when people pity me."
"Well, you just seemed like you loved him, and I--" Ginny was interrupted by Draco's snort.
"I didn't love the git, and he sure as hell didn't love me."
"Don't say that," Ginny said reassuringly, although she wasn't all that sure herself, "Of course he loved you!" Draco just looked at her disbelievingly.
"Yeah, sure. He only had me so I could keep the Malfoy name going. If I had been a girl, he probably wouldn't have even bothered to keep me alive."
Ginny sighed and leaned back on the wall behind her, pushing a strand of her red hair behind an ear. "That sucks," she said sadly, looking at Draco, who was determinedly looking at his shoes. Ginny noticed that he didn't look as well groomed as usual. On the contrary--his usually slicked back white-blonde hair was loose, falling about his stormy grey eyes, which weren't as cold and forbidding as they had been a few moments ago. His posture was slumped, his head bowed. For once in his life, Draco Malfoy looked vulnerable, and Ginny found this intensely attractive. Draco looked up to match her gaze. A shiver went down Ginny's spine at the searching look he was giving her.
"Why do you care, anyway?" he said quietly, not removing his eyes from hers.
"I just don't know..." Ginny admitted, "I just can't help it." There was silence.
"Neither can I," Draco said, grinning half-heartedly. Ginny just couldn't take it anymore; he was so God damn irresistable! She leant over to plant a kiss on his pale cheek, but he turned purposely, and his lips met hers. Ginny relished in the passion of it--they both drew it out as long as possible. A sudden remembrance made Ginny jerk away.
"What is it?" asked Draco in a gutteral voice.
Ginny paused. "Why are you doing this to me?" Ginny said slowly, a hurt look in her big brown eyes.
"Doing what?" Draco asked innocently.
"Playing with me. You and I both know you don't care," Ginny snapped, crossing her arms, "You just want someone to make out with. I'll bet anything you have a ton of girls around school who you just turn to to snog with in empty corridors!"
"Not true," Draco protested, but a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. "You're the only one."
"What?!" Ginny snarled.
Draco sighed, and said, "You are so bloody complicated. I have to admit, I'm attracted to you (Ginny snorted) yes, even without the leather, and I know you're attracted to me, I mean, who wouldn't be?" Draco smirked.
Ginny just rolled her eyes. "You are so conceited!"
"Part of my charm," Draco said jokingly.
"What charm?" Ginny threw back, still trying to decide whether to forgive him.
"Look, I'm s-s-" Draco stuttered, "Oh, come on, you know what I want to say."
"No, I don't," Ginny said, looking amused. Draco growled.
"Damn you, Ginny."
"What did I do?" Ginny said, feigning innocence, "Now, if you were really sorry, you would be able to say it."
"I can't, Ginny," Draco said softly.
"Sure you can, Draco," said Ginny sharply, "That is, if you really care."
"You don't understand."
"What don't I understand? Are you really that proud, Draco?"
Draco glared at her, "Fine" he said grudgingly, "I'm sorry."
"Like you mean it..." Ginny said in a sing-song voice, her doe-brown eyes sparkling merrily.
"I'm sorry," Draco said sincerely, "Now do you forgive me?"
"Beg," Ginny barked, grinning sinisterly.
"What?" Draco said, and Ginny was pleased to hear fear in his voice.
"Beg," Ginny said, he voice dripping with mirth. Draco glared at her.
"Please, please forgive me, Ginny..." Draco mumbled. Ginny waved her hand dismissively.
"Good enough," Ginny said, and turned away, but she was grinning. Ginny felt Draco's muscular arms wrap about her slim waist. His warm breath, smelling of Honeydukes chocolate, caressed her ear.
"Now can we snog?" he pleaded. Ginny answered with a passionate kiss.
"I'll take that as a yes," he said softly, leaning in to steal another one.
---{ 5 weeks and 342 kisses later }---
"Draco, d'you reckon it's time we tell everybody?" Ginny asked.
"Why?" Draco whined, holding her tight.
"We've been sneaking around too long and I'm sick of lying."
"You're such a goody-goody," Draco teased, playing with her long, fiery locks, "I love you..."
"I love you too," Ginny said (he had said it so many times already), then added, "I don't see why you should mind," Ginny said playfully, "seeing as I'm good to *you*."
"I guess," Draco shrugged, "Who first?"
"Our friends, of course," Ginny said admonishingly.
"Fine. I'll tell Pansy," Draco said.
"That's it?" Ginny said, raising an eyebrow.
"All my other friends already know. Come to think of it, I probably told her too..." Draco said, thinking. Ginny smacked him on the arm.
"Hey!" he cried, flinging his arms up for protection. Ginny pried his arms away to give him another kiss.
"All right," Ginny said, a satisfied smile on her face, "I'll tell Hermione, Maddie, Colin, Harry (Draco glared at her) He's my friend too!" Ginny said, glaring back, "Charlotte, Neville, Hannah..." Draco sighed.
"I get the point," Draco hinted, then added gloomily, "When do we have to tell everyone?"
"As soon as possible. I'll just go to the common room and tell anyone I know there."
"I guess I'll tell Pansy and varied other persons in the common room," Draco said smugly.
"You're just saying that so Ron won't be able to find you. You know he'd wanna kick your arse," Ginny teased.
"Like he could," Draco snorted.
"Oh, shut up," Ginny reprimanded, leaning in to snatch another kiss. They drew apart after a moment or so, and Ginny said forcefully, "Let's go. It's time."
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Quotes of the Chapter: "A kiss is a lovely task designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous."-Ingrid Bergman
"Anyone can look at each others eyes, but lovers can see into each other's souls through the eyes." -Larry Latta
"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage."-Lau Tzo
"All thoughts, all passions, all delights; Whatever stirs this mortal flame; All are but ministers of Love; And feed his sacred flame." -Samuel Coleridge
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hehe...I brought the love back!!! Hope you liked it...it's near the end...and yes, one question you must answer: SEQUEL? Guess what? Yesterday I went to a circumsicion party in Staten Island. You know what's sad? The kid's 7!! Poor, poor child...I feel bad for him after the party,lol...OH, and can you do me a favor? Please review my brother's fic, "When Snape Attacks"? It's under my username. He's only 8, and I roped him into the world of R/Hr, and GINNY/DRACO! Lol. So please review and make his day! Thank you!
kat, badboylover, and Gen: Thank you darlings! Love you!
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MydogBelle: Thanks for notifying me about the last chappie being uploaded twice! There's a big long story explaining it...but, to make it short, FF.net was slow so I did it twice, thinking, "better twice than none"
MysticalStarlight: I brought 'ze amour' back, big time! Yeah, I hope this chappie's better.
Italianbabe: I love you Dianna! :) Thanks for reading my mystical Draco/Ginnyness
May: The best one? Ever? *Sniffs and wipes away a tear* You love me, you really love me...Thank you darlin!
RebelDream2222: Series that lasts until the end of time? Um...would just a sequel be ok? Lol.
TrippyGirl20051: I spent the whole movie trying to figure it out too! But I saw the end, and it's another name under "Frankie"...DAMN! Lol.
Ainur Agar: Yeah, screw Draco and his hottness...how dare he make me drooL! Hope you forgive him now!
S.S. Harry: I wish there was a cruise ship called the S.S. Harry Potter...that'd ROCK! Oh, yeah, she was a bit Pansyish, that's why I put the real Pansy in! So you could compare and contrast.
Jen103: THANK YOU So MUCH! Hope you like this chappie as much!
HPReader4L: I know, Draco was such an asshole! But I'm glad you liked the chapter!
READ AND REVIEW, DAHLINKS!!! Love and circumscision parties, Amanda / Firefly