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A/N: I'm happy that I got a review on the very first day of posting. I hope to hear more of you constructive comments. Please be nice as this is the first time I'm writing a fanfic. I hope to get better as the story continues, so bear with me and continue to read and review. Sorry if Draco's a bit OOC.
//Thinking// "Talking"
Chapter 2
~ Ginny's 6th year~
Ginny ran back to the castle as fast as her legs can carry her, through the corridors, passing surprised students and staff, all the way to the Gryffindor common room. Arriving in front of the Fat Lady, she stammered out the password, " Weasely.. Weasely is our king." She was running so fast that she couldn't stop in time to avoid bumping in the Dream team. The four of them dropped to the ground in a tangle of limbs. Ron was the first to get up and reached down to pull Harry up, who had landed on top of Ginny.
The Dream Team had really grown up during the summer. Ron was now standing at slightly taller than 6 feet with Harry about half a foot shorter. Both had developed muscles due to playing Quidditch everyday at The Burrow. Harry and Hermione had come over to stay with the Weasleys, as they always did since their 4th year. Hermione had grown into a pretty young lady. Her hair was no longer bushy but now glossy and wavy. Her body had rounded nicely in all the right places. Hermione and Ron had been going out for a year now and were deeply in love. Harry had defeated Voldermort at the end of his 5th year and saved the Wizarding world from being plunged into darkness the second time.
" What's the rush Gin? Is something wrong?" Ron asked, concerned to see his baby sister in such a state. Ginny's hair was all over the place and her uniform was creased and rumpled due to the running. He continued, "Never seen you run like that before. Well except during that time when the Twins."
"Nothing's wrong Ron," Ginny interrupted before Ron could tell Harry and Hermione about the embarrassing incident where the Twins had set her hair on fire by accident while playing with their firecrackers. " I. I just. just needed to go up and.and wash up a bit before dinner." With that, she ran up to her dorm room and closed the door. Sitting on her bed, she touched her lips gently; remembering the kiss the Draco gave her.
// Malfoy kissed me. Why? And I can't believe that like it. Me! Virginia Weasley! Kissed by a Malfoy and LIKED it! Did he have an ulterior motive? I bet he does. After what he put my brother through, I bet he's just using me to get to my brother. Uggghhhh! I can't believe I let him kiss me. I'll show that prat. No one uses me and get away with it! //
A knock at the door snapped her out of her out of her plotting. " Ginny? Can I come in?" Hermione said sounding concerned. " Sure." "What's wrong Ginny? You sure you're alright?" " Don't worry 'Mione. Nothing I can't handle." "You know that I'm hear for you if you need to talk right?" " Yeah I do. Thanks 'Mione. You're a friend," Ginny said as she gave Hermione a hug. " Let me wash up a bit and change. Then we can go down to dinner. I'm starving."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Back in the Slytherin dungeons, Draco was clad only in his pants standing in front of the washbasin, washing his face. Looking up into the mirror, he saw Blaise casually standing behind him, twirling her straight, raven hair around her index finger.
" Do you mind? You do know that you're in the guy's bathroom right?" Draco asked, a bit peeved to have his best friend in his bathroom looking at him half-naked. Contrary to popular belief at Hogwarts, he would prefer to be in his room ALONE studying than having a different girl each night, warming his bed. The only girl he's slept with was Pansy and that was because he was too drunk to care after losing to Potter yet again in Quidditch.
" Nope, I don't mind. Besides Drake, it's not as if I've never seen you naked. Remember the time at the lake at the Manor?" Blaise replied not caring the best friend was glaring at her. " Zabini, I had trunks on. Besides, what the hell are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at dinner?" Draco said exasperatedly. " Well, I thought you might want some company," Blaise said as she followed Draco out of the bathroom. Draco picked up a white silk shirt and put it one before saying," That's not what you want. You want to know what happened after you left." " Well?" " Well what?" " Don't act dumb Draco. It's not you. What happened?" " Nothing really. Just sat down talked a bit and kissed her," Draco mumbled, hoping that Blaise didn't catch the last part. " Oooo. kissed her ay? So what did she do after that?" " She just ran back to the school. Left her book under that tree," he continued as both of them walked out of the room and proceeded towards that Great Hall for dinner. " So what are you going to do?" she whispered as they sat down at their house table. " I'm not sure but I'll think of something," he whispered back, not wanting the rest of the house know about his interest on a certain redhead.
A flash of red caught Draco's attention as he was reaching for the potatoes. Looking up he saw that Ginny had entered the Hall, followed by her brother, his Muggle-born girlfriend and Potty. He saw her sitting down with the Dream Team and started to eat her dinner. She looked even more beautiful in the candlelight. Her glossy red hair was tied up in a bun with tendrils falling softly, framing her pixie face. He could see her hazel eyes twinkling with laughter as she listened to one of her brother's moronic jokes. He didn't know why his chest constricted every time she smiled or laugh. Her plump lips were so kissable and shiny form the cherry flavoured lip-gloss that she favours so much. He could still taste her if he tried.
// God, I want to taste her again. To kiss her, hold her and make her mine. Wait, did I just say that? I, Draco Malfoy, want a Weasley? That's not right. But why is she plaguing my thought and dreams. Ever since I saw her at the feast at the beginning of the school year, I can't stop thinking about her. Maybe once I get her in bed, I'll stop thinking about her. Yeah, seduce her, get her in bed and maybe that'll cure me off her. //
Draco smirked at the thought and started to plan his next move. He saw Potter leaning over the youngest Weasley and saw her laughing as he tickled her. He didn't understand why he felt a sudden surge of rage as he saw the both Ginny and potter laughing together. He dropped the fork he was holding, got up and left, his cloak swishing as the rest of the hall looked on.
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At the Gryffindor table, Ginny was laughing at one of Harry's jokes when they heard a clatter at the Slytherin table. Ginny saw Draco stood up and left the hall. " What's up with him?" asked Harry. " Dunno, maybe tummy ache or something. Who knows about ferrets?" Ginny said as she wondered the same thing. Her comment sent Ron guffawing and spraying everyone in the immediate vicinity with bits of food. " Eeuuww! Ron! Where are your manners? That's disgusting!" Ginny exclaimed as she was brushing off bits of meat from her shirt. " Now I have to take a shower again," she said as she stood up and left the table. " I'm sorry Ginny!" was the last thing she heard as she exited the hall. " I can't believe I'm related to that. that. food disposal! All the etiquette lessons Mum taught us were just wasted on that buffoon. Can't believe what Hermione sees in the brother of mine," Ginny grumbling as she made he way down the corridor. Not looking where she was going, she bumped into something hard and smelt like sandalwood cologne, and landed on her butt.
" Well, well. If it isn't the youngest Weasel," drawled a boy standing before her. " What do you want Malfoy?" Ginny said as she got up and straightened her cloak. " Nothing, just wondering who was making all that noise, stomping and grumbling about food disposal," he drawled as he leaned casually against the wall, raking his eyes over her body, making Ginny blush with embarrassment and raising her temper. " Don't look at me like that. I knew it was too good to be true for you to be nice to me. Why were you nice to me? Why did you kiss me?" she said as Ginny stared into the silver grey eyes. " It seemed like a good idea at that time, to see how you taste. Those cherry red lips, are just begging to be kissed," he whispered as he moved towards her. " You're just using me to get to my brother aren't you? Well, you not! I'm not going to allow you to use me. No one uses Virginia Weasley!" Ginny shouted and tried to move past Draco only to be caught by the wrist and pulled back. Draco pulled her close and bent his head down to her ear. Ginny could feel his breath tickling her ear. " I'm not using you Virginia. I'm seducing you," he whispered. Draco licked Ginny's ear gently and left. Ginny turned to see Draco walk down the corridor and disappeared around the corner. // Oh boy! I'm way in over my head. //
A/N: I'm happy that I got a review on the very first day of posting. I hope to hear more of you constructive comments. Please be nice as this is the first time I'm writing a fanfic. I hope to get better as the story continues, so bear with me and continue to read and review. Sorry if Draco's a bit OOC.
//Thinking// "Talking"
Chapter 2
~ Ginny's 6th year~
Ginny ran back to the castle as fast as her legs can carry her, through the corridors, passing surprised students and staff, all the way to the Gryffindor common room. Arriving in front of the Fat Lady, she stammered out the password, " Weasely.. Weasely is our king." She was running so fast that she couldn't stop in time to avoid bumping in the Dream team. The four of them dropped to the ground in a tangle of limbs. Ron was the first to get up and reached down to pull Harry up, who had landed on top of Ginny.
The Dream Team had really grown up during the summer. Ron was now standing at slightly taller than 6 feet with Harry about half a foot shorter. Both had developed muscles due to playing Quidditch everyday at The Burrow. Harry and Hermione had come over to stay with the Weasleys, as they always did since their 4th year. Hermione had grown into a pretty young lady. Her hair was no longer bushy but now glossy and wavy. Her body had rounded nicely in all the right places. Hermione and Ron had been going out for a year now and were deeply in love. Harry had defeated Voldermort at the end of his 5th year and saved the Wizarding world from being plunged into darkness the second time.
" What's the rush Gin? Is something wrong?" Ron asked, concerned to see his baby sister in such a state. Ginny's hair was all over the place and her uniform was creased and rumpled due to the running. He continued, "Never seen you run like that before. Well except during that time when the Twins."
"Nothing's wrong Ron," Ginny interrupted before Ron could tell Harry and Hermione about the embarrassing incident where the Twins had set her hair on fire by accident while playing with their firecrackers. " I. I just. just needed to go up and.and wash up a bit before dinner." With that, she ran up to her dorm room and closed the door. Sitting on her bed, she touched her lips gently; remembering the kiss the Draco gave her.
// Malfoy kissed me. Why? And I can't believe that like it. Me! Virginia Weasley! Kissed by a Malfoy and LIKED it! Did he have an ulterior motive? I bet he does. After what he put my brother through, I bet he's just using me to get to my brother. Uggghhhh! I can't believe I let him kiss me. I'll show that prat. No one uses me and get away with it! //
A knock at the door snapped her out of her out of her plotting. " Ginny? Can I come in?" Hermione said sounding concerned. " Sure." "What's wrong Ginny? You sure you're alright?" " Don't worry 'Mione. Nothing I can't handle." "You know that I'm hear for you if you need to talk right?" " Yeah I do. Thanks 'Mione. You're a friend," Ginny said as she gave Hermione a hug. " Let me wash up a bit and change. Then we can go down to dinner. I'm starving."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Back in the Slytherin dungeons, Draco was clad only in his pants standing in front of the washbasin, washing his face. Looking up into the mirror, he saw Blaise casually standing behind him, twirling her straight, raven hair around her index finger.
" Do you mind? You do know that you're in the guy's bathroom right?" Draco asked, a bit peeved to have his best friend in his bathroom looking at him half-naked. Contrary to popular belief at Hogwarts, he would prefer to be in his room ALONE studying than having a different girl each night, warming his bed. The only girl he's slept with was Pansy and that was because he was too drunk to care after losing to Potter yet again in Quidditch.
" Nope, I don't mind. Besides Drake, it's not as if I've never seen you naked. Remember the time at the lake at the Manor?" Blaise replied not caring the best friend was glaring at her. " Zabini, I had trunks on. Besides, what the hell are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at dinner?" Draco said exasperatedly. " Well, I thought you might want some company," Blaise said as she followed Draco out of the bathroom. Draco picked up a white silk shirt and put it one before saying," That's not what you want. You want to know what happened after you left." " Well?" " Well what?" " Don't act dumb Draco. It's not you. What happened?" " Nothing really. Just sat down talked a bit and kissed her," Draco mumbled, hoping that Blaise didn't catch the last part. " Oooo. kissed her ay? So what did she do after that?" " She just ran back to the school. Left her book under that tree," he continued as both of them walked out of the room and proceeded towards that Great Hall for dinner. " So what are you going to do?" she whispered as they sat down at their house table. " I'm not sure but I'll think of something," he whispered back, not wanting the rest of the house know about his interest on a certain redhead.
A flash of red caught Draco's attention as he was reaching for the potatoes. Looking up he saw that Ginny had entered the Hall, followed by her brother, his Muggle-born girlfriend and Potty. He saw her sitting down with the Dream Team and started to eat her dinner. She looked even more beautiful in the candlelight. Her glossy red hair was tied up in a bun with tendrils falling softly, framing her pixie face. He could see her hazel eyes twinkling with laughter as she listened to one of her brother's moronic jokes. He didn't know why his chest constricted every time she smiled or laugh. Her plump lips were so kissable and shiny form the cherry flavoured lip-gloss that she favours so much. He could still taste her if he tried.
// God, I want to taste her again. To kiss her, hold her and make her mine. Wait, did I just say that? I, Draco Malfoy, want a Weasley? That's not right. But why is she plaguing my thought and dreams. Ever since I saw her at the feast at the beginning of the school year, I can't stop thinking about her. Maybe once I get her in bed, I'll stop thinking about her. Yeah, seduce her, get her in bed and maybe that'll cure me off her. //
Draco smirked at the thought and started to plan his next move. He saw Potter leaning over the youngest Weasley and saw her laughing as he tickled her. He didn't understand why he felt a sudden surge of rage as he saw the both Ginny and potter laughing together. He dropped the fork he was holding, got up and left, his cloak swishing as the rest of the hall looked on.
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At the Gryffindor table, Ginny was laughing at one of Harry's jokes when they heard a clatter at the Slytherin table. Ginny saw Draco stood up and left the hall. " What's up with him?" asked Harry. " Dunno, maybe tummy ache or something. Who knows about ferrets?" Ginny said as she wondered the same thing. Her comment sent Ron guffawing and spraying everyone in the immediate vicinity with bits of food. " Eeuuww! Ron! Where are your manners? That's disgusting!" Ginny exclaimed as she was brushing off bits of meat from her shirt. " Now I have to take a shower again," she said as she stood up and left the table. " I'm sorry Ginny!" was the last thing she heard as she exited the hall. " I can't believe I'm related to that. that. food disposal! All the etiquette lessons Mum taught us were just wasted on that buffoon. Can't believe what Hermione sees in the brother of mine," Ginny grumbling as she made he way down the corridor. Not looking where she was going, she bumped into something hard and smelt like sandalwood cologne, and landed on her butt.
" Well, well. If it isn't the youngest Weasel," drawled a boy standing before her. " What do you want Malfoy?" Ginny said as she got up and straightened her cloak. " Nothing, just wondering who was making all that noise, stomping and grumbling about food disposal," he drawled as he leaned casually against the wall, raking his eyes over her body, making Ginny blush with embarrassment and raising her temper. " Don't look at me like that. I knew it was too good to be true for you to be nice to me. Why were you nice to me? Why did you kiss me?" she said as Ginny stared into the silver grey eyes. " It seemed like a good idea at that time, to see how you taste. Those cherry red lips, are just begging to be kissed," he whispered as he moved towards her. " You're just using me to get to my brother aren't you? Well, you not! I'm not going to allow you to use me. No one uses Virginia Weasley!" Ginny shouted and tried to move past Draco only to be caught by the wrist and pulled back. Draco pulled her close and bent his head down to her ear. Ginny could feel his breath tickling her ear. " I'm not using you Virginia. I'm seducing you," he whispered. Draco licked Ginny's ear gently and left. Ginny turned to see Draco walk down the corridor and disappeared around the corner. // Oh boy! I'm way in over my head. //