The Child of the Dragon
It was about eleven twenty, and Draco Malfoy was lying on his bed. He found it impossible to sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he would see the face of a girl- no- young woman who had haunted his dreams for the past three years.
~Flashback~
It was after the final battle. The Order had won and Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy had been killed along with many Death Eaters and Voldemort himself. This gave Narcissa, Draco's mother the freedom to marry her true love, Sirius Black.
The day of the wedding came and faded into night. After the ceremony was a grand ball in Sirius and Narcissa's honor. Draco was sitting at a table with his new friend and brother, Harry Potter. They were contemplating life and drinking champagne having a pretty good time. Then, he saw her.
Virginia Weasley was standing up near the bar gazing at all the dancing couples. She was wearing a long silk dress of lavender that fitted her very closely. It had thin straps and split on the sides showing off her long legs. Her hair was curled and pulled up letting a few strands cascade around her face and back.
Ginny's obsession with Harry had been replaced with a lust for Draco Malfoy. She was mesmerized with the way his fine silver locks fell in front of his cold steel eyes. Ginny needed him. All of him. She wanted to feel his hands roam all over her skin, but knew it was impossible.
Draco was clearly gawking at Ginny, and Harry found it quite humorous. Harry elbowed him in the ribs and chuckled, "You got a thing for the Weasley girl, eh?"
Draco snapped back to reality after hearing this remark and joked, "Of course not, Potter!"
"You should ask her to dance. Most girls would appreciate that, especially Ginny."
Draco looked at Harry in disbelief. "You, the one person that I've never seen on a date, are giving me advice on girls? You can't be serious."
Harry looked at him square in the eyes, "Ginny isn't just any girl. She's quite tricky, actually."
Draco raised his eyebrow at Harry and tried to hide his laughter. "Are we talking about the same girl here? I'll do us both a favor and save all the excess drama. I'll ask her to dance."
With that, Draco got up from his chair and walked across the room. When he was directly in front of her, he decided to turn on his charm.
"Virginia," he greeted.
Ginny was taken aback by his presence. She tried to appear calm and unfazed, but something told her she wouldn't manage.
"Draco," she said sounding tired. "What is the purpose of you blessing me with your presence?" Ginny had found a great interest in her glass and stared at it as if it held the answer to all the world's problems.
Draco reached his hand out to her and looked her directly in the eyes. "I was hoping that you would give me the great honor of dancing with you."
Ginny's front had failed horribly with those words. She stared at him wide eyed and held her breath. Draco, growing inpatient, grabbed her hand gently and swiftly pulled her in his arms.
The song they danced to was slow. Ginny still hadn't changed her facial expression, which amused Draco greatly.
"So, Virginia, why haven't I seen you since Hogwarts?" This was true. He was nineteen and she was a year younger. In his seventh year, Voldemort was defeated. The two of them had been partnered together for certain assignments by Dumbledore. During the time they spent together, they had learned a lot about each other causing them to become well-trusted acquaintances. After the war, other than accompanying Harry to her graduation a year later, she was nowhere to be found. Every so often Draco would think about her. He didn't know why, but the longer they had not seen each other, the more he thought of her. Not that it mattered much to him. That is, until now.
"Uh. well. I've been busy." Ginny finally responded.
"I see. You've most definitely changed from when I last saw you. You do look quite nice."
Finding her previous composure, she began to talk with more confidence. "Thank you, Draco, as do you."
As the song ended, Ginny was about to pull away, until a tango began to play. Draco pulled her back in his arms, this time in a much tighter hold. "I was told by Hermione that you were quite good at the tango, is this true?" He lifted an eyebrow at her and gave her a mischievous smirk.
Ginny looked at him and carefully responded, "Yes. I took a few lessons. Nothing special."
"Hmm, we'll have to see then." Draco spun her around and pulled her towards him again. She knew this was a test of dominance.
AS the music continued to play, they're bodies were pressed closer and closer. Finger tips her placed low on hips, legs were tangled, and chests were pushed upon each other's. As the song continued, Ginny's body began to heat up, as was Draco's. His arousal was beginning to become more evident every time their hips met.
Finally, the song was over, but to them it was too soon. A slow song initiated and Draco pulled her close once again.
Ginny rested her head on his chest, and Draco lowered his to her ear. As he talked to her, his lips brushed against her ear giving her chills. "Ginny," he started, "I know this is sudden, but I need you. Please?"
Ginny looked up into his eyes. Once uneasy to read, now clearly showing promise and. was that love? There was no way she could say no. "Let's go."
Draco took Ginny to his flat. It was nowhere as big as his manor, which he still used, but was bigger than a normal house. In his living room where black leather seats. He had a green rug and other green and silver items. In all, it was very nice.
"This way." Draco held Ginny's hand and led her to his bedroom. The wall with his bed on it was a full mirror. His sheets were black satin, and the lights were dim showing a cream soft carpet.
Draco closed the door slowly and looked at Ginny. He was scanning her body up and down as if to keep her sight in his mind forever. Why? He had no idea.
Draco walked towards her and reached up to her cheek. He placed his hand on her face and she closed her eyes. Draco leaned over towards her, and gently pressed his lips against her.
It was calming and passionate. Slowly he added his tongue making her moan in delight. Draco placed her onto the bed and began to take off his robes. Underneath, he wore a white shirt and black pants, which he soon pulled off too.
Draco reached under Ginny and unzipped her dress pulling in down, past her knees and off onto the floor. Next came her lavender laced bra. Ginny pulled it off herself and pulled Draco onto her deepening the kiss.
He let his lips roam her neck, nibbling behind her ear and on her collarbone. Slowly he trailed kisses to her breasts. He licked her pick nipples and felt them harden under his tongue. Ginny gasped is shock when she felt her wet panties being pulled off.
Draco pulled off his boxers and kissed her one more time on the lips before he gave in to both of their needs. He first entered her slowly. Being as it was Ginny's first time, she instantly felt pain between her legs. Ginny whimpered against his mouth causing Draco to pull away in response.
"Are you alright?" he asked with a bit of worry in his voice.
The feeling of his warm breath against Ginny's ear helped the pain subside. Finally she responded, "yes," in a low seductive growl.
Draco began to thrust in swiftly causing Ginny to rake her nails against his back. He continued his quick thrusts over an over in a steady rhythm. Finally, Ginny screamed out his name in such passion and force as her body writhed in excitement. She arched up towards him, her nerves blazing with fury. Her inner walls closed in around him making Draco fill her with his seed while being taken to his own place of bliss.
The sun shined through the black curtains of Draco's bedroom and spilled onto his eyelids. He squinted his eyes and slowly opened them in order to greet the new day.
As Draco prepared his limbs in order to stretch out his muscles, he noticed his arms were wrapped around something. And in between his legs was something else.
Freeing his hand, he let it roam around the object feeling what it was. 'Is that a brea-'
"Mmmm.Draco." The object moaned with a mixture of delight and drowsiness. Soon it began to squirm under his grasp and the covers. As is continued its actions, Draco stared. Then the beings head moved from under the pillows to show a blinding lock of red hair.
As a reflex, Draco squinted and rubbed his eyes. Then.it all came back to him.
"Ginny?"
".Hmmm.?" her eyes were still closed and he couldn't tell if she was still sleeping.
".." Draco was at a loss for words. This was definitely a first. He had never woken up after sex not knowing what to say. It was normally 'Well I'll call you later.' 'Then again,' Draco thought, 'This felt more real than just sex.'
"Draco, what is it?" With her eyes remaining closed, she turned her body to face him and snuggled into his chest.
"Nothing, love." He pulled her closer to him, giving into his true feelings, and kissed her hair. "Just rest, Ginny. I'll take care of you."
~END OF FLASHBACK~
Three years had passed and Draco had not heard form his one and only love. She left during the day like nothing had happened. A few weeks later there was word that she had gotten a job in Muggle America, Seattle to be precise. She was an editor for a fashion magazine and made plenty of money. Still, no one, not even Hermione, whom he had grown to be good friends with, would say where she lived or how to contact her. Everyone wrote to her, but it was as if she had given orders not to let Draco know.
It was true.
Due to the eight hour time difference, it was about three in the afternoon. Ginny had just driven to her house in Seattle and prepare for a long Easter vacation.
As she opened the door to her home, she was greeted by the site of her pride and joy waiting for her.
There, on her welcome mat, was a little girl no older than two. Her curly hair was pulled up in two flaming red pigtails. Her skin was pale, but she had little freckles scattered on her nose. And finally, her eyes. Framed in dark long eyelashes were eyes so gray, they were thought of as storms. Her daughter was beautiful, but as her mother (the only one , besides her father, who knew who Leila's dad was) said, 'her beauty may be a clue to your past'. But, as long as there was no Draco, in Ginny's opinion there was no problem.
"Mummy!" The squeal of delight coming from her daughter broke Ginny's train of thought. As she returned to reality, she scooped her daughter up and hugged her like her mother did with her.
"Hi Leila. Mummy missed you today." Said Ginny as she walked to the kitchen with her daughter in her arms.
As they reached the kitchen, Ginny greeted her babysitter and friend Megan who was also a witch.
"Well I'm off. If I don't get back home soon Chris is going to come looking for me." Said Meg.
"Ok. Thanks for staying with Leila. I really appreciate it. Bye." With a pop, Megan disapparated.
Ginny placed Leila in her high chair and began to turn on the oven. "What should we eat for dinner? How about macaroni and cheese?" She looked over her shoulder to see if her daughter agree. In reply, Leila bobbed her head up and down and swung her legs from her seat. 'I'll take that as a yes."
As Ginny finished cooking and placed the finished product on Leila's tray, there was a tap at the window. She was going to ignore it, but heard Leila squeal, "Owl!"
Ginny turned to the location of the noise and opened the window. In flew a miniature owl, no larger than a tennis ball with wings. The bird began hooting like mad and circled Ginny's head a few times before landing near some fallen noodles.
"Pig!" said Ginny. She reached for the owl and took the letter from his leg. It had Ron's chicken scratch on it in orange letters. It said;
Dear Gin,
It's been months since we heard from you. Everyone misses you. This year, the Cannon's are going to the Quidditch World Cup! I know that you're always busy, but I was really hoping you could come. It would mean a lot to Harry and I, especially since you've never seen us play. And, it would be the first time I would see my niece. How could you deprive a little girl of meeting her Uncle Ron! It's just unheard of!
So, I'm sending two plane tickets with Pig so you can come home. Even if you don't want to, do it for Leila, or at least us.
Love, Ron
Ginny reached into the envelope and pulled out two first class plane tickets to London. Looking at the tickets, then at Leila (who was feeding Pig macaroni on her tiny spoon) Ginny decided. that she had a lot of thinking to do.
That night, Ginny couldn't sleep. All she could do is think. Think of all the times Leila tried to say the word 'dada' and no one responding. Think of all the letters she received from her parents, brothers, Harry and Hermione telling her how badly they wanted to see her and Leila. And think of the nights she spent in her room, alone, no Draco to hold her.
'Ugh, Draco!' she thought, 'God I miss him!' This was true. She had loved him. 'This is all my fault! I can't believe I cause such hell!' The morning she woke up in his arms, she felt safe, happy, but then reality struck her. Her period was due around that same week. After she realized it, she fled not knowing exactly what to do, but leave Draco sleeping. Not long after, her pregnancy was confirmed. Ashamed of her actions and afraid of what Draco might do, she moved to Muggle America.
'Okay, Virginia. Think really, very hard. You can stay here, miss one of you're brother and Harry's happiest day of their lives, go another few years without seeing your family, possibly take the only time Leila will see her father away, and risk the chance of every seeing the man you love again. Or. you could just. go?'
With that, Ginny turned her head to look at her nightstand where the two tickets lay for tomorrow morning's flight.
"Well. I guess I better get packing."
It was about eleven twenty, and Draco Malfoy was lying on his bed. He found it impossible to sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he would see the face of a girl- no- young woman who had haunted his dreams for the past three years.
~Flashback~
It was after the final battle. The Order had won and Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy had been killed along with many Death Eaters and Voldemort himself. This gave Narcissa, Draco's mother the freedom to marry her true love, Sirius Black.
The day of the wedding came and faded into night. After the ceremony was a grand ball in Sirius and Narcissa's honor. Draco was sitting at a table with his new friend and brother, Harry Potter. They were contemplating life and drinking champagne having a pretty good time. Then, he saw her.
Virginia Weasley was standing up near the bar gazing at all the dancing couples. She was wearing a long silk dress of lavender that fitted her very closely. It had thin straps and split on the sides showing off her long legs. Her hair was curled and pulled up letting a few strands cascade around her face and back.
Ginny's obsession with Harry had been replaced with a lust for Draco Malfoy. She was mesmerized with the way his fine silver locks fell in front of his cold steel eyes. Ginny needed him. All of him. She wanted to feel his hands roam all over her skin, but knew it was impossible.
Draco was clearly gawking at Ginny, and Harry found it quite humorous. Harry elbowed him in the ribs and chuckled, "You got a thing for the Weasley girl, eh?"
Draco snapped back to reality after hearing this remark and joked, "Of course not, Potter!"
"You should ask her to dance. Most girls would appreciate that, especially Ginny."
Draco looked at Harry in disbelief. "You, the one person that I've never seen on a date, are giving me advice on girls? You can't be serious."
Harry looked at him square in the eyes, "Ginny isn't just any girl. She's quite tricky, actually."
Draco raised his eyebrow at Harry and tried to hide his laughter. "Are we talking about the same girl here? I'll do us both a favor and save all the excess drama. I'll ask her to dance."
With that, Draco got up from his chair and walked across the room. When he was directly in front of her, he decided to turn on his charm.
"Virginia," he greeted.
Ginny was taken aback by his presence. She tried to appear calm and unfazed, but something told her she wouldn't manage.
"Draco," she said sounding tired. "What is the purpose of you blessing me with your presence?" Ginny had found a great interest in her glass and stared at it as if it held the answer to all the world's problems.
Draco reached his hand out to her and looked her directly in the eyes. "I was hoping that you would give me the great honor of dancing with you."
Ginny's front had failed horribly with those words. She stared at him wide eyed and held her breath. Draco, growing inpatient, grabbed her hand gently and swiftly pulled her in his arms.
The song they danced to was slow. Ginny still hadn't changed her facial expression, which amused Draco greatly.
"So, Virginia, why haven't I seen you since Hogwarts?" This was true. He was nineteen and she was a year younger. In his seventh year, Voldemort was defeated. The two of them had been partnered together for certain assignments by Dumbledore. During the time they spent together, they had learned a lot about each other causing them to become well-trusted acquaintances. After the war, other than accompanying Harry to her graduation a year later, she was nowhere to be found. Every so often Draco would think about her. He didn't know why, but the longer they had not seen each other, the more he thought of her. Not that it mattered much to him. That is, until now.
"Uh. well. I've been busy." Ginny finally responded.
"I see. You've most definitely changed from when I last saw you. You do look quite nice."
Finding her previous composure, she began to talk with more confidence. "Thank you, Draco, as do you."
As the song ended, Ginny was about to pull away, until a tango began to play. Draco pulled her back in his arms, this time in a much tighter hold. "I was told by Hermione that you were quite good at the tango, is this true?" He lifted an eyebrow at her and gave her a mischievous smirk.
Ginny looked at him and carefully responded, "Yes. I took a few lessons. Nothing special."
"Hmm, we'll have to see then." Draco spun her around and pulled her towards him again. She knew this was a test of dominance.
AS the music continued to play, they're bodies were pressed closer and closer. Finger tips her placed low on hips, legs were tangled, and chests were pushed upon each other's. As the song continued, Ginny's body began to heat up, as was Draco's. His arousal was beginning to become more evident every time their hips met.
Finally, the song was over, but to them it was too soon. A slow song initiated and Draco pulled her close once again.
Ginny rested her head on his chest, and Draco lowered his to her ear. As he talked to her, his lips brushed against her ear giving her chills. "Ginny," he started, "I know this is sudden, but I need you. Please?"
Ginny looked up into his eyes. Once uneasy to read, now clearly showing promise and. was that love? There was no way she could say no. "Let's go."
Draco took Ginny to his flat. It was nowhere as big as his manor, which he still used, but was bigger than a normal house. In his living room where black leather seats. He had a green rug and other green and silver items. In all, it was very nice.
"This way." Draco held Ginny's hand and led her to his bedroom. The wall with his bed on it was a full mirror. His sheets were black satin, and the lights were dim showing a cream soft carpet.
Draco closed the door slowly and looked at Ginny. He was scanning her body up and down as if to keep her sight in his mind forever. Why? He had no idea.
Draco walked towards her and reached up to her cheek. He placed his hand on her face and she closed her eyes. Draco leaned over towards her, and gently pressed his lips against her.
It was calming and passionate. Slowly he added his tongue making her moan in delight. Draco placed her onto the bed and began to take off his robes. Underneath, he wore a white shirt and black pants, which he soon pulled off too.
Draco reached under Ginny and unzipped her dress pulling in down, past her knees and off onto the floor. Next came her lavender laced bra. Ginny pulled it off herself and pulled Draco onto her deepening the kiss.
He let his lips roam her neck, nibbling behind her ear and on her collarbone. Slowly he trailed kisses to her breasts. He licked her pick nipples and felt them harden under his tongue. Ginny gasped is shock when she felt her wet panties being pulled off.
Draco pulled off his boxers and kissed her one more time on the lips before he gave in to both of their needs. He first entered her slowly. Being as it was Ginny's first time, she instantly felt pain between her legs. Ginny whimpered against his mouth causing Draco to pull away in response.
"Are you alright?" he asked with a bit of worry in his voice.
The feeling of his warm breath against Ginny's ear helped the pain subside. Finally she responded, "yes," in a low seductive growl.
Draco began to thrust in swiftly causing Ginny to rake her nails against his back. He continued his quick thrusts over an over in a steady rhythm. Finally, Ginny screamed out his name in such passion and force as her body writhed in excitement. She arched up towards him, her nerves blazing with fury. Her inner walls closed in around him making Draco fill her with his seed while being taken to his own place of bliss.
The sun shined through the black curtains of Draco's bedroom and spilled onto his eyelids. He squinted his eyes and slowly opened them in order to greet the new day.
As Draco prepared his limbs in order to stretch out his muscles, he noticed his arms were wrapped around something. And in between his legs was something else.
Freeing his hand, he let it roam around the object feeling what it was. 'Is that a brea-'
"Mmmm.Draco." The object moaned with a mixture of delight and drowsiness. Soon it began to squirm under his grasp and the covers. As is continued its actions, Draco stared. Then the beings head moved from under the pillows to show a blinding lock of red hair.
As a reflex, Draco squinted and rubbed his eyes. Then.it all came back to him.
"Ginny?"
".Hmmm.?" her eyes were still closed and he couldn't tell if she was still sleeping.
".." Draco was at a loss for words. This was definitely a first. He had never woken up after sex not knowing what to say. It was normally 'Well I'll call you later.' 'Then again,' Draco thought, 'This felt more real than just sex.'
"Draco, what is it?" With her eyes remaining closed, she turned her body to face him and snuggled into his chest.
"Nothing, love." He pulled her closer to him, giving into his true feelings, and kissed her hair. "Just rest, Ginny. I'll take care of you."
~END OF FLASHBACK~
Three years had passed and Draco had not heard form his one and only love. She left during the day like nothing had happened. A few weeks later there was word that she had gotten a job in Muggle America, Seattle to be precise. She was an editor for a fashion magazine and made plenty of money. Still, no one, not even Hermione, whom he had grown to be good friends with, would say where she lived or how to contact her. Everyone wrote to her, but it was as if she had given orders not to let Draco know.
It was true.
Due to the eight hour time difference, it was about three in the afternoon. Ginny had just driven to her house in Seattle and prepare for a long Easter vacation.
As she opened the door to her home, she was greeted by the site of her pride and joy waiting for her.
There, on her welcome mat, was a little girl no older than two. Her curly hair was pulled up in two flaming red pigtails. Her skin was pale, but she had little freckles scattered on her nose. And finally, her eyes. Framed in dark long eyelashes were eyes so gray, they were thought of as storms. Her daughter was beautiful, but as her mother (the only one , besides her father, who knew who Leila's dad was) said, 'her beauty may be a clue to your past'. But, as long as there was no Draco, in Ginny's opinion there was no problem.
"Mummy!" The squeal of delight coming from her daughter broke Ginny's train of thought. As she returned to reality, she scooped her daughter up and hugged her like her mother did with her.
"Hi Leila. Mummy missed you today." Said Ginny as she walked to the kitchen with her daughter in her arms.
As they reached the kitchen, Ginny greeted her babysitter and friend Megan who was also a witch.
"Well I'm off. If I don't get back home soon Chris is going to come looking for me." Said Meg.
"Ok. Thanks for staying with Leila. I really appreciate it. Bye." With a pop, Megan disapparated.
Ginny placed Leila in her high chair and began to turn on the oven. "What should we eat for dinner? How about macaroni and cheese?" She looked over her shoulder to see if her daughter agree. In reply, Leila bobbed her head up and down and swung her legs from her seat. 'I'll take that as a yes."
As Ginny finished cooking and placed the finished product on Leila's tray, there was a tap at the window. She was going to ignore it, but heard Leila squeal, "Owl!"
Ginny turned to the location of the noise and opened the window. In flew a miniature owl, no larger than a tennis ball with wings. The bird began hooting like mad and circled Ginny's head a few times before landing near some fallen noodles.
"Pig!" said Ginny. She reached for the owl and took the letter from his leg. It had Ron's chicken scratch on it in orange letters. It said;
Dear Gin,
It's been months since we heard from you. Everyone misses you. This year, the Cannon's are going to the Quidditch World Cup! I know that you're always busy, but I was really hoping you could come. It would mean a lot to Harry and I, especially since you've never seen us play. And, it would be the first time I would see my niece. How could you deprive a little girl of meeting her Uncle Ron! It's just unheard of!
So, I'm sending two plane tickets with Pig so you can come home. Even if you don't want to, do it for Leila, or at least us.
Love, Ron
Ginny reached into the envelope and pulled out two first class plane tickets to London. Looking at the tickets, then at Leila (who was feeding Pig macaroni on her tiny spoon) Ginny decided. that she had a lot of thinking to do.
That night, Ginny couldn't sleep. All she could do is think. Think of all the times Leila tried to say the word 'dada' and no one responding. Think of all the letters she received from her parents, brothers, Harry and Hermione telling her how badly they wanted to see her and Leila. And think of the nights she spent in her room, alone, no Draco to hold her.
'Ugh, Draco!' she thought, 'God I miss him!' This was true. She had loved him. 'This is all my fault! I can't believe I cause such hell!' The morning she woke up in his arms, she felt safe, happy, but then reality struck her. Her period was due around that same week. After she realized it, she fled not knowing exactly what to do, but leave Draco sleeping. Not long after, her pregnancy was confirmed. Ashamed of her actions and afraid of what Draco might do, she moved to Muggle America.
'Okay, Virginia. Think really, very hard. You can stay here, miss one of you're brother and Harry's happiest day of their lives, go another few years without seeing your family, possibly take the only time Leila will see her father away, and risk the chance of every seeing the man you love again. Or. you could just. go?'
With that, Ginny turned her head to look at her nightstand where the two tickets lay for tomorrow morning's flight.
"Well. I guess I better get packing."