Title: Sleeping
Author: Ginny612
Summary: This is an answer to a challenge. I hope I came somewhat close to answering it. It's mainly about Ginny and Draco sleeping together and them talking about it.
Pairings: D/G.
Spoilers: Definatly Book 2 and 5.
Rating: PG
Date: 01/07/04
Disclaimer: I owe nothing. I am only borrowing them and playing with them for a little while. If I feel like it maybe I'll be good and put them back when I'm doing... MAYBE!
Okay... Um... it's 1:00 in the morning so of course there are some mistakes...
Will be another chapter... in Ginny P.O.V. ~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~
Draco's POV...
It's been seven years and nothing has really changed. She comes into my room, climbs into my bed and asks quietly just to be held. Me, being her best friend, always did so with no questions asked. Sometimes she would tell me what the matter was, but I always guessed it was the nightmares.
This actually started in my 6th year, her 5th year.
My father being in Azkaban Prison, people seemed to be less afraid of me and I have actually been a bit nicer. It's funny how one person can change the attitude of so many people.
So, it started like this; it was late one night in mid October and I was doing my rounds, when I saw her. Red long hair and female, it could only be one person; Virginia Weasley. She was sitting on one of the window seats in the hallway. I wondered what the hell she could be doing out of her room this late at night and decided to figure it out.
I walked slowly up to her, so when I said, "Hello Weasley." She jumped about a foot high.
When she noticed it was I she turned her head away and said, "Just write me up, take away some points, do whatever the bloody hell you want. Just do it and let me be!" she said.
I could tell she was angry, tired, and scared, not of me, but of something else. I was actually about to pull out my book, write her up, and take away some house points, but something started tugging at me and I needed to know what was wrong with her. I sat down next to her on the window seat and asked her what was wrong.
"What's wrong is that I'm just trying to be alone and you interfering with that!" she said angrily, but her head was still turned.
I raised my hand slowly up to her face and turned it. I frowned at what I saw. Fear stricken eyes with bags under them, indicating that she hasn't been sleeping well, red puffy eyes telling me that she's been crying for quite some time now, and she was sweating, as though she just came back from running. "Please, tell me what's wrong." I asked, not really knowing why I even cared.
"Why do you care, Malfoy?" she growled at me.
"I...I don't know." I said truthfully, "I changed I guess, I'm not afraid anymore."
Ginny let out a smug laugh, "Afraid? What do you have to be afraid of?"
"My father." I said point blankly. "Now that he's in Azkaban I'm not worried what he'd say if I talked to a Weasley, or became friends with one," I said that part a little quickly, "I don't have him to keep pushing me to be evil."
"What was that?" Ginny said curiously.
"What? Can't a guy who is usually evil, not be evil anymore?"
"No, the one before that!"
"About talking to a Weasley?" I smiled. She laughed and swatted my arm.
"No, you ferret! The one after that; about being friends with a Weasley."
"What?" I said widening my eyes, "You interest me."
"I what?"
"I mean... I don't know... you never seemed to be afraid of me like everyone else. Hell, you did a Bat Bogey Hex on me! You did!"
"So, I'm used to hexing boys bigger then me. I do have 6 older brothers. I got a lot of practice," she smiled sweetly at me.
"Can we do this again?" I asked her.
"Excuse me?"
"Can we do this again? Meet, talk, hang out... you know do things that people who want to be friends do."
"Are you serious?" she asked seriously.
"Yeah."
"Sure!" she said just a bit to quickly.
"So, I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Okay." I got up and she sat there still.
"That's your cue for going back to bed. The other prefects aren't as lenient as me."
"Okay," she said and got up, "I'm going you oversized ferret." She laughed and I just had to laugh right along with her.
As I walked away, I never really did find out what was wrong with her.
A few nights later is when it finally happened for the first time. I was sleeping soundly in my prefect bedroom, when all of a sudden I felt someone shaking me violently. I woke up and screamed slightly. I saw Ginny, standing there, crying. Her make-up, which I suppose she forgot to take off that night, was running down her face, her hair was a fright, and I could tell that she was scared. I pulled back my sheets and she quickly jumped in, flinging her arms around my neck. I held her close and asked her what was wrong. Her only reply was, "Just don't let go." "Never," I replied hugging her harder. We laid down on my bed and I held her close as humanly possible. As I realized that she had calmed down I asked her what was wrong. She told me about her dreams with Tom Riddle always coming for her.
"I'm so sorry," she told me.
"For what?" I asked.
"I shouldn't burden you with these childish problems."
"Ginny, I'm not complaining."
"But I'm acting like a two year old," she stated, burying her head in my chest, as though she was embarrassed.
"No, you're not." I told her straight forward, "If you were, I'd tell you." I tried to joke with her.
"I told Hermione and Ron about it. But Hermione told me to just grow up and Ron doesn't really have time for his sisters problems when he has his own to take care of."
I held her tighter, "Those damn idiots!" I said to myself. "And what about Potter?" I asked.
She let out a forced laugh when she heard that, "Harry Potter?" she asked, "He doesn't care. I'm just his best friends' little sister, why should he care." She said and then added softly, "Why should anyone care?"
"I care." I told her truthfully.
"You're just saying that because you're afraid that I'd put another bat bogey hex on you again!" she said laughing. It was a real laugh and I couldn't help but laugh too.
A few more minutes passed and she said, "Thanks Draco. I needed this!" she tried to go, but I wouldn't let her. "I'll just get going now."
"I don't think so," I whispered softly in her ear.
"What? Why not?" I could tell that there was some fear in her tone.
"Relax Ginny, just stay here and sleep," I said as I closed my eyes and snuggled closer to her.
"Okay." She said happily.
After just a few moments I felt her stir and heard her let out a little, "Um..."
"What is it?" I asked as my eyes were still closed.
"I can't sleep on this side."
"What?" I said. She wasn't serious.
"I have to sleep on the opposite side that I start with."
I sat straight up, letting go of her, "Are you serious?"
She nodded shyly.
"Fine. Okay." She climbed over me and settled in on her left side and once again we resumed the same position. I sighed contently and closed my eyes again.
"Draco..." she said softly.
"Are you not satisfied on this side either?" I said smiling.
She swatted me on my arm and said, "No, I'm fine. I just wanted to say thank you."
My eyes flew opened and I said, "Ginny, any time." As she settled back down onto my bed, she snuggled closer to me and I said, "I could really get used to this."
After I graduated from Hogwarts, I found that I had trouble sleeping without her next to me. I never knew that becoming friends with my worst enemy was going to shape the course of my life.
After she graduated from Hogwarts, I sat down with her and asked her out. She eagerly accepted and flung her arms around my neck.
A few months later, we moved in with each other. We'd always sleep at each other's flats, so it was just a waste of money to have two between us, so we pooled our money together and bought a bigger, nicer, one.
So, here I am watching her sleep again. She's here in my arms, her head lying on my chest and I can feel her breath on my skin. It's the only thing that can truly relax me. I know that she's safe when she's here in my arms and I know that she'll be the first thing that I see in the morning. She is a beautiful site.
During the nights when I get up and let go of her, I can hear her whimper slightly and start shivering. She always did say I was the best source of heat. She still has her weird sleeping habits. When we get into bed she lays on one side and after we finish talking, or making love, she has to lie on her other side. She can still make me laugh and she also calls me an oversized ferret when she gets upset with me.
All in all, I can't wait for tomorrow. It's our anniversary and I'm finally proposing.
Like I said earlier... Second chapter Ginny's P.O.V and sorry for errors...
Author: Ginny612
Summary: This is an answer to a challenge. I hope I came somewhat close to answering it. It's mainly about Ginny and Draco sleeping together and them talking about it.
Pairings: D/G.
Spoilers: Definatly Book 2 and 5.
Rating: PG
Date: 01/07/04
Disclaimer: I owe nothing. I am only borrowing them and playing with them for a little while. If I feel like it maybe I'll be good and put them back when I'm doing... MAYBE!
Okay... Um... it's 1:00 in the morning so of course there are some mistakes...
Will be another chapter... in Ginny P.O.V. ~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~HP~*~S&G~*~D/G~*~
Draco's POV...
It's been seven years and nothing has really changed. She comes into my room, climbs into my bed and asks quietly just to be held. Me, being her best friend, always did so with no questions asked. Sometimes she would tell me what the matter was, but I always guessed it was the nightmares.
This actually started in my 6th year, her 5th year.
My father being in Azkaban Prison, people seemed to be less afraid of me and I have actually been a bit nicer. It's funny how one person can change the attitude of so many people.
So, it started like this; it was late one night in mid October and I was doing my rounds, when I saw her. Red long hair and female, it could only be one person; Virginia Weasley. She was sitting on one of the window seats in the hallway. I wondered what the hell she could be doing out of her room this late at night and decided to figure it out.
I walked slowly up to her, so when I said, "Hello Weasley." She jumped about a foot high.
When she noticed it was I she turned her head away and said, "Just write me up, take away some points, do whatever the bloody hell you want. Just do it and let me be!" she said.
I could tell she was angry, tired, and scared, not of me, but of something else. I was actually about to pull out my book, write her up, and take away some house points, but something started tugging at me and I needed to know what was wrong with her. I sat down next to her on the window seat and asked her what was wrong.
"What's wrong is that I'm just trying to be alone and you interfering with that!" she said angrily, but her head was still turned.
I raised my hand slowly up to her face and turned it. I frowned at what I saw. Fear stricken eyes with bags under them, indicating that she hasn't been sleeping well, red puffy eyes telling me that she's been crying for quite some time now, and she was sweating, as though she just came back from running. "Please, tell me what's wrong." I asked, not really knowing why I even cared.
"Why do you care, Malfoy?" she growled at me.
"I...I don't know." I said truthfully, "I changed I guess, I'm not afraid anymore."
Ginny let out a smug laugh, "Afraid? What do you have to be afraid of?"
"My father." I said point blankly. "Now that he's in Azkaban I'm not worried what he'd say if I talked to a Weasley, or became friends with one," I said that part a little quickly, "I don't have him to keep pushing me to be evil."
"What was that?" Ginny said curiously.
"What? Can't a guy who is usually evil, not be evil anymore?"
"No, the one before that!"
"About talking to a Weasley?" I smiled. She laughed and swatted my arm.
"No, you ferret! The one after that; about being friends with a Weasley."
"What?" I said widening my eyes, "You interest me."
"I what?"
"I mean... I don't know... you never seemed to be afraid of me like everyone else. Hell, you did a Bat Bogey Hex on me! You did!"
"So, I'm used to hexing boys bigger then me. I do have 6 older brothers. I got a lot of practice," she smiled sweetly at me.
"Can we do this again?" I asked her.
"Excuse me?"
"Can we do this again? Meet, talk, hang out... you know do things that people who want to be friends do."
"Are you serious?" she asked seriously.
"Yeah."
"Sure!" she said just a bit to quickly.
"So, I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Okay." I got up and she sat there still.
"That's your cue for going back to bed. The other prefects aren't as lenient as me."
"Okay," she said and got up, "I'm going you oversized ferret." She laughed and I just had to laugh right along with her.
As I walked away, I never really did find out what was wrong with her.
A few nights later is when it finally happened for the first time. I was sleeping soundly in my prefect bedroom, when all of a sudden I felt someone shaking me violently. I woke up and screamed slightly. I saw Ginny, standing there, crying. Her make-up, which I suppose she forgot to take off that night, was running down her face, her hair was a fright, and I could tell that she was scared. I pulled back my sheets and she quickly jumped in, flinging her arms around my neck. I held her close and asked her what was wrong. Her only reply was, "Just don't let go." "Never," I replied hugging her harder. We laid down on my bed and I held her close as humanly possible. As I realized that she had calmed down I asked her what was wrong. She told me about her dreams with Tom Riddle always coming for her.
"I'm so sorry," she told me.
"For what?" I asked.
"I shouldn't burden you with these childish problems."
"Ginny, I'm not complaining."
"But I'm acting like a two year old," she stated, burying her head in my chest, as though she was embarrassed.
"No, you're not." I told her straight forward, "If you were, I'd tell you." I tried to joke with her.
"I told Hermione and Ron about it. But Hermione told me to just grow up and Ron doesn't really have time for his sisters problems when he has his own to take care of."
I held her tighter, "Those damn idiots!" I said to myself. "And what about Potter?" I asked.
She let out a forced laugh when she heard that, "Harry Potter?" she asked, "He doesn't care. I'm just his best friends' little sister, why should he care." She said and then added softly, "Why should anyone care?"
"I care." I told her truthfully.
"You're just saying that because you're afraid that I'd put another bat bogey hex on you again!" she said laughing. It was a real laugh and I couldn't help but laugh too.
A few more minutes passed and she said, "Thanks Draco. I needed this!" she tried to go, but I wouldn't let her. "I'll just get going now."
"I don't think so," I whispered softly in her ear.
"What? Why not?" I could tell that there was some fear in her tone.
"Relax Ginny, just stay here and sleep," I said as I closed my eyes and snuggled closer to her.
"Okay." She said happily.
After just a few moments I felt her stir and heard her let out a little, "Um..."
"What is it?" I asked as my eyes were still closed.
"I can't sleep on this side."
"What?" I said. She wasn't serious.
"I have to sleep on the opposite side that I start with."
I sat straight up, letting go of her, "Are you serious?"
She nodded shyly.
"Fine. Okay." She climbed over me and settled in on her left side and once again we resumed the same position. I sighed contently and closed my eyes again.
"Draco..." she said softly.
"Are you not satisfied on this side either?" I said smiling.
She swatted me on my arm and said, "No, I'm fine. I just wanted to say thank you."
My eyes flew opened and I said, "Ginny, any time." As she settled back down onto my bed, she snuggled closer to me and I said, "I could really get used to this."
After I graduated from Hogwarts, I found that I had trouble sleeping without her next to me. I never knew that becoming friends with my worst enemy was going to shape the course of my life.
After she graduated from Hogwarts, I sat down with her and asked her out. She eagerly accepted and flung her arms around my neck.
A few months later, we moved in with each other. We'd always sleep at each other's flats, so it was just a waste of money to have two between us, so we pooled our money together and bought a bigger, nicer, one.
So, here I am watching her sleep again. She's here in my arms, her head lying on my chest and I can feel her breath on my skin. It's the only thing that can truly relax me. I know that she's safe when she's here in my arms and I know that she'll be the first thing that I see in the morning. She is a beautiful site.
During the nights when I get up and let go of her, I can hear her whimper slightly and start shivering. She always did say I was the best source of heat. She still has her weird sleeping habits. When we get into bed she lays on one side and after we finish talking, or making love, she has to lie on her other side. She can still make me laugh and she also calls me an oversized ferret when she gets upset with me.
All in all, I can't wait for tomorrow. It's our anniversary and I'm finally proposing.
Like I said earlier... Second chapter Ginny's P.O.V and sorry for errors...