Disclaimer: NO I don't own Harry Potter, okay!?!? Get off my back! Ha,
just kidding. But it's true; I don't own the masterpiece known as
Harry
Potter. Sad, but true.
Grahamcrackers: I'm so happy you liked the chapter, and the kiss.
Hope you like this chapter and keep reading!
Mandy: Hey, glad you liked the story. I hope that you like this
chapter. It's not too deep. Just added it end for fun.
Bigreader: I'm so glad you like the story. I know, I love the chapter
titles too. I try to be creative. Add some humor to our bleak world.
Anyway, keep reading. Hope to see another review from you in the
future.
Americasweetie: Hey! I'm glad you like the story. I've tried to keep
Draco in character in this story so I had to add the mood swings in.
Couldn't have him acting like a sissy. Anyways, hope you like the
chapter.
It's getting hot in this chapter!
Rose petel: I know, I love the chapter titles too. I like to be
creative
when I think up things. Try to put a little humor in things. I'm not
one
for drama. I like to be happy and fun, hence the titles. Anyway,
thanks
for reading. You're a great reviewer!
Frasnces: I'm so happy you like the story so far.
Tomzgurl77: Hey, hope you get better soon. I hate to see, or read,
that
my wonderful reviews in pain. But I do like that you're reading my
story.
Keep reading and reviewing!
Darcy16: I'm so proud. I'd like to thank the academy, and hyper-chika.
Without them I'd never have the honor of being on Darcy16's favorite
list.
Hold on, I feel tears coming on. Talk amongst
yourselves.....................okay, I'm better. Anyways, I really am
happy to be on your favorite list. I hope you enjoy my other stories
too.
TheSecretCharacter: I'm glad you like my story so much. I'm sorry I've
been slow. I've just got to have time to think my chapters threw. I'll
try
to do better. Aren't you glad you checked out the Draco/Ginny
romances? I hope you're still my fan after this chapter.
Ginny1011: I'm glad you liked the story. I hope you like this chapter.
Oooo: Interesting pen name, anyways, I'm glad you like my story. I'll
try
to get these chapters up as fast as I can. Keep reading!
Hells soul: I'm glad you like the story! I hope this "kiss" in this
chapter is a good one. I tried to make it a little steamy.
All right, I just wanted to tell you all that I have someone helping
me
write this thing. It only started at chapter 5 but she deserves credit
as
much as I do. Her pen name is hyper-chika. She's a GREAT writer. I
suggest you read the story The Colors of Crimson and Green. It's
really
good! By the way hyper-chika, you need to update. I really did enjoy
that
story. What did the note say?!? Anyways, here's the story!
How or why she was in his room was unknown to Ginny. All she knew was
that her and Draco were caught up in a passionate moment, sharing a
heated kiss. She felt Draco press his body against her own body as he
outlined her jaw with kisses and gently bite her neck, making sure to
leave a mark. She felt his hips grind into her own, causing her to
instinctively arch her back in pleasure. Nothing like this had ever
happened to her; she'd never felt so alive in her life.
"Say my name," growled Draco. He pressed his hips harder against Ginny
emitting a small, kitten-like moan from her lips. The heat that shot
through her body was unbearable as she felt their fully-clothed bodies
pressing together. Her hands shot up and tangled themselves into his
soft hair. "Say my name, Ginny."
"Draco," Ginny's voice came out barely audible. His name sounded so
good when it came out of her mouth. It was so much better than Malfoy.
"Oh, Draco." This was crazy. She couldn't be doing this with Draco
Malfoy. It wasn't right. What would people say? They weren't supposed
to share intimate moments like this. They were supposed to yell,
to scream at each other. But they weren't; instead they were holding
tightly to one another, snogging the day away.
In the back of her mind, Ginny heard a faint ringing noise. The
buzzing grew louder and louder. Soon it was right by her ear, echoing
through her mind. That's when she opened her eyes.
'A dream...it...it was just a dream...?' thought Ginny desperately.
'No, it couldn't have been a dream. It felt so real.' She rolled over
and hit the alarm clock so hard it fell off the table. She slowly sat
up in bed. Her sheets were twisted around her waist and her hair was
slightly damp from her dream. She pulled at the elastic that had held
her hair in a loose ponytail and let it cascade down on her back and
shoulders. She looked down at the clock and noticed what time it was.
'Merlin, I've got to get breakfast ready!' thought Ginny as she jumped
out of bed. She did a quick check up to make sure she wasn't hideous.
She wore a long-sleeve white shirt with a pair of blue pajama bottoms.
She ran her fingers through her hair while silently debating with
herself on whether or not she should change. Her eyes caught the time
once again, and she sighed heavily and decided to let it go. She
bounded down the stairs two at a time and once she was at the bottom,
she collected the presents quickly and set them on the long, dining
room table. 'Gods, he's got a lot of presents. Damn that spoiled boy!'
She finished putting up the decorations and set the cake out right as
he walked in. His eyes grew wide as he took in what was around him.
"What, how'd you know it was my birthday Weasley?" asked Draco,
happiness and amazement showing through just a tad.
"A little birdie told me," said Ginny slyly with a meek smile. "Go on
then, open your presents. Oh, do you want some cake? Made it myself so
I know it's good, if I do say so myself."
"You didn't poison it did you?" asked Draco with an eager grin.
"No, I was too tired to poison you this morning. I'll do it at lunch
today. Does that fit in your schedule?"
"I'll have to get back to you on that," he replied casually, but his
grin was still there. 'Am I actually talking to Gin...er...Weasley?
What's going on with me lately?!'
Ginny flashed him another 'happy birthday smile' and turned and walked
into the kitchen. 'Wow, I had a decent conversation with
Dra...um...Malfoy, yes I don't call him Draco...but anyways, I'm
rather impressed with myself.' She returned to the dining room to find
Draco all ready opening his presents. She saw he received a lot of
expensive looking things. On the table were items such as a new set of
dress robes from an aunt, the newest broomstick model, the Nimbus
2005, from a cousin, and a fat book with the title 'How to Curse Your
Enemies without Getting Caught' from an uncle. From the look on his
face none of these gifts meant much to him. Sure, he'd probably use
them but they had no personal value.
Then he picked up a smaller box. "Ah, Blaise's gift," mumbled Draco.
"This ought to be good." He ripped into the paper to find a plane
white box, probably for clothing. Ginny watched as he opened it. His
eyes grew wide as he picked up the thin, black material. At once Ginny
knew it was for a girl.
"What's that for," asked Ginny out of curiosity. "Malfoy, are you a
cross-dresser?" She was joking of course, but he took it quite
seriously.
"No!" he cried indignantly. "You really want to know?"
"Yeah, why not?"
"Remember when I went to a friends house that day Angelica came over,"
asked Draco. Ginny merely nodded waiting for him to continue. "Well, I
told him I had a knew maid. He, being the pervert he is, asked he if I
had slept with her yet."
Ginny wasn't too shocked; this was Blaise Zabini. He was known as one
as one of the Slytherin Sex Gods. Sex was probably one of the few
things that ever crossed through his head. The one thing that did
worry her was that if Draco told anyone she was a maid it would get
all over school. That was one thing she didn't need. As if detecting
her nervousness Draco answered her silent question.
"No, I didn't tell him that it was you. I just said it was a pretty,-
" 'He said I was pretty....' she thought absent-mindedly "-young
woman. I also told him that I hadn't slept with her. I guess this his
idea as a practical joke. Thinks the little French maid outfit might
come in handy one night." Suddenly an evil smile graced
Draco's handsome features.
"Why are smiling?" asked Ginny, half-afraid of the question and even
more afraid of his answer.
"This," replied Draco gesturing towards the small outfit in his hand
"would be the perfect punishment for you."
"Punishment for what?!" asked Ginny. "I haven't done anything!"
"That's where you're wrong Ginny-Bear." Ginny-Bear? Had he just called
her that? Ginny couldn't believe it. Draco slowly lifted himself out
of his seat and took a few steps toward her. With each step he took
nearer to her, she took one back away from him. She let out a small
cry of dismay when her back met the cool wall, trapping her with him
only a few feet from her.
"You hit me with a pillow. You shouldn't have done that. I, being the
master of the house, have a right to hit you. On the other hand, you,
being the servant in the house, had no right hitting me in return.
Therefore, you will be punished. Your punishment is to wear
this...lovely outfit all weekend. No one but me will see you in this
little number. Quite a laugh it'll be, I think."
"But...that's just not fair!" cried Ginny. He had to be joking.
That...thing was absolutely tiny!
"Doesn't matter." He leaned in close to her, right by her ear, his hot
breath tickling her ear as he whispered, "If you don't wear this I'll
make you clean every room in this house. It's your choice." With that
he threw the outfit at Ginny. She snatched it in midair and watched
him walk out of the kitchen, calling behind him, "Be in my room in ten
minutes to tell me your decision. If you're not dressed in
your.uniform then I'll take it you've chosen to clean."
'That stupid prat!' thought Ginny furiously as she looked at the
'outfit' in her hand. 'How dare he do something like this. What am I
going to do? I could just clean. But there are so many bloody
rooms! It would take a month! That was his plan. Give me two choices,
one being impossible, so I'd have to go with the first choice.'
Ginny looked down at her Muggle watch. It had been five minutes since
Draco left. She had to make up her mind soon. 'Well, if it's a French
maid he wants, then it's a French maid he'll get.'
Ginny hurried to the closest bathroom. She quickly undressed and
squeezed into the French maid outfit. It was very tight fitting in the
top, causing her to have cleavage that she normally never had. It was
tight until the waste line, where it puffed out slightly. The skirt
was short, showing her long, creamy legs. She put on the black
stilettos that came with the outfit and put her hair up in a bun on
the top of her head, a few shorter strands falling down, framing her
face. With one last look in the mirror she made her way, quickly up
the stairs and walked to Draco's room.
'It's okay,' thought Ginny. 'Just take a deep breath and go in.' She
knocked lightly on the door, trying her best to buy as much time as
she
could.
"It's unlocked," called Draco from inside. Ginny pushed the door open
slowly and stepped in. The look she saw on Draco's face was simply
priceless and one she knew she'd never in her life forget. His jaw
dropped and his eyes opened wide as he drank in the sight that stood
before him. His plan was to have Ginny wear the outfit and poke fun at
her. Call her fat and ugly, but she was far from those two
descriptions. Draco couldn't help but stare. He was, after all, a
teenage boy with teenage needs.
Draco tore his eyes away from Ginny's body and was finally able to
process speech. "I see you decided on the outfit." Draco sauntered up
to Ginny, raising an eyebrow as he gave her body another quick-once
over. "And I must say, I'm very pleased with your decision...very
pleased indeed." He cupped her cheek with his hand, stroking it with
her thumb before running a finger down, brushing by her lips,
traveling down her throat and stopping just above her breasts,
enjoying the goose bumps she got from it.
Ginny was, for a moment, at his complete control. His touch sent
shivers down her spine. The way he caressed her was brand new to her.
Then one little thing ran through her mind that caused her to come to
her senses.
He's using me.
This one little sentence made Ginny's eyes flutter open and glare
sharp daggers at him. 'Two came play at this game,' thought Ginny. 'I
can have the same effect on him that he's having on me.'
"I'm so happy you like it," said Ginny, her tone seductive.
She splayed her hands on his firm abs and moved up his chest to his
shoulders, massaging them slightly, and then sliding both hands back
down to rest on his belt. "I'd simply hate to displease my master."
Draco couldn't believe this. Was this gorgeous vixen that was standing
right in front of him Virginia Weasley? Was it she who made his body
quake as it had never done before by just touching him? He had been
touched by an abundance of girls far more intimately than this and was
never affected like Ginny was affecting him. Why her? Why was it she
who had such a hold on his emotions that no one else could ever
possibly have?
"Is there anything else I can assist you with...master?" Ginny
whispered the last part, causing it to almost sound like a moan.
"I could..." He cleared his throat; his voice has squeaked slightly.
He started again," I could think of something you can 'assist me
with'," said Draco. "Until then you can enjoy what little time you'll
have off."
Ginny turned to leave but paused for a moment. She spun back around
and grabbed Draco's head lightly, bringing it down to where her lips
were right at his ear just as he had done before. "Remember,"
whispered Ginny. "I'd be happy to help with anything you wish." Then,
without another word, she turned on heel and walked, her hips swaying
in a natural, feminine way, to the door that connected her room to
Draco's. She opened it and entered, but before she closed it all the
way she looked Draco straight in the eyes and gave him a sultry wink
and a sly smile.
'This is going to be a fun weekend,' thought Ginny as she closed the
door behind her. 'I wonder what he's thinking? But then, why do I even
care? I'm acting like I want him to like me! And I don't...right?'
Ginny needed to get away from this place for a while to think. She
contemplated where to go, and then remembered the place she found on
her first day here. She had felt like being alone and so, while
exploring, had stumbled upon the most beautiful place she had ever
seen located in the wood behind Mrs. Baker's home. 'I'd better take my
cloak,' thought Ginny. 'If I recall correctly my little secret place
can get a bit cold. Especially in something like this.'
Ginny grabbed her velvety green cloak that she had saved up for so
long for and headed out the door. She walked as fast as she could in
her at least three inch platform sandals to get to her "secret place",
or so she liked to call it. Unfortunately, her hopes of being alone
would soon be forgotten; Lady Luck, it would seem, had other things
planned for her.
'God that girl has a gorgeous body,' thought Draco. 'Ugh, I've got to
stop...I can't fall for a Weasley.' But Draco's heart decided to fight
his brain on this one. 'No one has ever made you feel like that. You
like her. You like that she's not scared of you. You like the idea
that she might care for you.' Draco wrestled with the idea that he
might be growing feelings other than that of lust for the girl in the
next room. Part of him, the part of him that had been trained not to
love by his father, told him he felt nothing for her. But there was
another part, a part that wanted so desperately to be human. That part
told him that wanted what everyone else had, that part that wanted to
be loved told him that he did feel something for her. Even if it was
just a friendship, at least he would know she cared.
'Why did I make her wear that thing?' asked Draco as the images of
Ginny in that tight, little maids outfit came flooding back to his
mind. 'I need a walk and I know the perfect place to go.' He grabbed
his cloak, knowing the place he wanted to go to would be a little
chilly and headed for what he thought was his secret place. A place
where he went by himself when he need to think. A place to be alone.
What he didn't know was that on this particular trip to his hideaway,
he wouldn't be alone.
All right readers, what'd you think? Was it good? I sure hope so. I
plan
to have Draco open up to Ginny in the next chapter and have Ginny open
up to Draco. They both will probably have hidden demons. Does that
sound like a good chapter? Anyways, review please!
just kidding. But it's true; I don't own the masterpiece known as
Harry
Potter. Sad, but true.
Grahamcrackers: I'm so happy you liked the chapter, and the kiss.
Hope you like this chapter and keep reading!
Mandy: Hey, glad you liked the story. I hope that you like this
chapter. It's not too deep. Just added it end for fun.
Bigreader: I'm so glad you like the story. I know, I love the chapter
titles too. I try to be creative. Add some humor to our bleak world.
Anyway, keep reading. Hope to see another review from you in the
future.
Americasweetie: Hey! I'm glad you like the story. I've tried to keep
Draco in character in this story so I had to add the mood swings in.
Couldn't have him acting like a sissy. Anyways, hope you like the
chapter.
It's getting hot in this chapter!
Rose petel: I know, I love the chapter titles too. I like to be
creative
when I think up things. Try to put a little humor in things. I'm not
one
for drama. I like to be happy and fun, hence the titles. Anyway,
thanks
for reading. You're a great reviewer!
Frasnces: I'm so happy you like the story so far.
Tomzgurl77: Hey, hope you get better soon. I hate to see, or read,
that
my wonderful reviews in pain. But I do like that you're reading my
story.
Keep reading and reviewing!
Darcy16: I'm so proud. I'd like to thank the academy, and hyper-chika.
Without them I'd never have the honor of being on Darcy16's favorite
list.
Hold on, I feel tears coming on. Talk amongst
yourselves.....................okay, I'm better. Anyways, I really am
happy to be on your favorite list. I hope you enjoy my other stories
too.
TheSecretCharacter: I'm glad you like my story so much. I'm sorry I've
been slow. I've just got to have time to think my chapters threw. I'll
try
to do better. Aren't you glad you checked out the Draco/Ginny
romances? I hope you're still my fan after this chapter.
Ginny1011: I'm glad you liked the story. I hope you like this chapter.
Oooo: Interesting pen name, anyways, I'm glad you like my story. I'll
try
to get these chapters up as fast as I can. Keep reading!
Hells soul: I'm glad you like the story! I hope this "kiss" in this
chapter is a good one. I tried to make it a little steamy.
All right, I just wanted to tell you all that I have someone helping
me
write this thing. It only started at chapter 5 but she deserves credit
as
much as I do. Her pen name is hyper-chika. She's a GREAT writer. I
suggest you read the story The Colors of Crimson and Green. It's
really
good! By the way hyper-chika, you need to update. I really did enjoy
that
story. What did the note say?!? Anyways, here's the story!
How or why she was in his room was unknown to Ginny. All she knew was
that her and Draco were caught up in a passionate moment, sharing a
heated kiss. She felt Draco press his body against her own body as he
outlined her jaw with kisses and gently bite her neck, making sure to
leave a mark. She felt his hips grind into her own, causing her to
instinctively arch her back in pleasure. Nothing like this had ever
happened to her; she'd never felt so alive in her life.
"Say my name," growled Draco. He pressed his hips harder against Ginny
emitting a small, kitten-like moan from her lips. The heat that shot
through her body was unbearable as she felt their fully-clothed bodies
pressing together. Her hands shot up and tangled themselves into his
soft hair. "Say my name, Ginny."
"Draco," Ginny's voice came out barely audible. His name sounded so
good when it came out of her mouth. It was so much better than Malfoy.
"Oh, Draco." This was crazy. She couldn't be doing this with Draco
Malfoy. It wasn't right. What would people say? They weren't supposed
to share intimate moments like this. They were supposed to yell,
to scream at each other. But they weren't; instead they were holding
tightly to one another, snogging the day away.
In the back of her mind, Ginny heard a faint ringing noise. The
buzzing grew louder and louder. Soon it was right by her ear, echoing
through her mind. That's when she opened her eyes.
'A dream...it...it was just a dream...?' thought Ginny desperately.
'No, it couldn't have been a dream. It felt so real.' She rolled over
and hit the alarm clock so hard it fell off the table. She slowly sat
up in bed. Her sheets were twisted around her waist and her hair was
slightly damp from her dream. She pulled at the elastic that had held
her hair in a loose ponytail and let it cascade down on her back and
shoulders. She looked down at the clock and noticed what time it was.
'Merlin, I've got to get breakfast ready!' thought Ginny as she jumped
out of bed. She did a quick check up to make sure she wasn't hideous.
She wore a long-sleeve white shirt with a pair of blue pajama bottoms.
She ran her fingers through her hair while silently debating with
herself on whether or not she should change. Her eyes caught the time
once again, and she sighed heavily and decided to let it go. She
bounded down the stairs two at a time and once she was at the bottom,
she collected the presents quickly and set them on the long, dining
room table. 'Gods, he's got a lot of presents. Damn that spoiled boy!'
She finished putting up the decorations and set the cake out right as
he walked in. His eyes grew wide as he took in what was around him.
"What, how'd you know it was my birthday Weasley?" asked Draco,
happiness and amazement showing through just a tad.
"A little birdie told me," said Ginny slyly with a meek smile. "Go on
then, open your presents. Oh, do you want some cake? Made it myself so
I know it's good, if I do say so myself."
"You didn't poison it did you?" asked Draco with an eager grin.
"No, I was too tired to poison you this morning. I'll do it at lunch
today. Does that fit in your schedule?"
"I'll have to get back to you on that," he replied casually, but his
grin was still there. 'Am I actually talking to Gin...er...Weasley?
What's going on with me lately?!'
Ginny flashed him another 'happy birthday smile' and turned and walked
into the kitchen. 'Wow, I had a decent conversation with
Dra...um...Malfoy, yes I don't call him Draco...but anyways, I'm
rather impressed with myself.' She returned to the dining room to find
Draco all ready opening his presents. She saw he received a lot of
expensive looking things. On the table were items such as a new set of
dress robes from an aunt, the newest broomstick model, the Nimbus
2005, from a cousin, and a fat book with the title 'How to Curse Your
Enemies without Getting Caught' from an uncle. From the look on his
face none of these gifts meant much to him. Sure, he'd probably use
them but they had no personal value.
Then he picked up a smaller box. "Ah, Blaise's gift," mumbled Draco.
"This ought to be good." He ripped into the paper to find a plane
white box, probably for clothing. Ginny watched as he opened it. His
eyes grew wide as he picked up the thin, black material. At once Ginny
knew it was for a girl.
"What's that for," asked Ginny out of curiosity. "Malfoy, are you a
cross-dresser?" She was joking of course, but he took it quite
seriously.
"No!" he cried indignantly. "You really want to know?"
"Yeah, why not?"
"Remember when I went to a friends house that day Angelica came over,"
asked Draco. Ginny merely nodded waiting for him to continue. "Well, I
told him I had a knew maid. He, being the pervert he is, asked he if I
had slept with her yet."
Ginny wasn't too shocked; this was Blaise Zabini. He was known as one
as one of the Slytherin Sex Gods. Sex was probably one of the few
things that ever crossed through his head. The one thing that did
worry her was that if Draco told anyone she was a maid it would get
all over school. That was one thing she didn't need. As if detecting
her nervousness Draco answered her silent question.
"No, I didn't tell him that it was you. I just said it was a pretty,-
" 'He said I was pretty....' she thought absent-mindedly "-young
woman. I also told him that I hadn't slept with her. I guess this his
idea as a practical joke. Thinks the little French maid outfit might
come in handy one night." Suddenly an evil smile graced
Draco's handsome features.
"Why are smiling?" asked Ginny, half-afraid of the question and even
more afraid of his answer.
"This," replied Draco gesturing towards the small outfit in his hand
"would be the perfect punishment for you."
"Punishment for what?!" asked Ginny. "I haven't done anything!"
"That's where you're wrong Ginny-Bear." Ginny-Bear? Had he just called
her that? Ginny couldn't believe it. Draco slowly lifted himself out
of his seat and took a few steps toward her. With each step he took
nearer to her, she took one back away from him. She let out a small
cry of dismay when her back met the cool wall, trapping her with him
only a few feet from her.
"You hit me with a pillow. You shouldn't have done that. I, being the
master of the house, have a right to hit you. On the other hand, you,
being the servant in the house, had no right hitting me in return.
Therefore, you will be punished. Your punishment is to wear
this...lovely outfit all weekend. No one but me will see you in this
little number. Quite a laugh it'll be, I think."
"But...that's just not fair!" cried Ginny. He had to be joking.
That...thing was absolutely tiny!
"Doesn't matter." He leaned in close to her, right by her ear, his hot
breath tickling her ear as he whispered, "If you don't wear this I'll
make you clean every room in this house. It's your choice." With that
he threw the outfit at Ginny. She snatched it in midair and watched
him walk out of the kitchen, calling behind him, "Be in my room in ten
minutes to tell me your decision. If you're not dressed in
your.uniform then I'll take it you've chosen to clean."
'That stupid prat!' thought Ginny furiously as she looked at the
'outfit' in her hand. 'How dare he do something like this. What am I
going to do? I could just clean. But there are so many bloody
rooms! It would take a month! That was his plan. Give me two choices,
one being impossible, so I'd have to go with the first choice.'
Ginny looked down at her Muggle watch. It had been five minutes since
Draco left. She had to make up her mind soon. 'Well, if it's a French
maid he wants, then it's a French maid he'll get.'
Ginny hurried to the closest bathroom. She quickly undressed and
squeezed into the French maid outfit. It was very tight fitting in the
top, causing her to have cleavage that she normally never had. It was
tight until the waste line, where it puffed out slightly. The skirt
was short, showing her long, creamy legs. She put on the black
stilettos that came with the outfit and put her hair up in a bun on
the top of her head, a few shorter strands falling down, framing her
face. With one last look in the mirror she made her way, quickly up
the stairs and walked to Draco's room.
'It's okay,' thought Ginny. 'Just take a deep breath and go in.' She
knocked lightly on the door, trying her best to buy as much time as
she
could.
"It's unlocked," called Draco from inside. Ginny pushed the door open
slowly and stepped in. The look she saw on Draco's face was simply
priceless and one she knew she'd never in her life forget. His jaw
dropped and his eyes opened wide as he drank in the sight that stood
before him. His plan was to have Ginny wear the outfit and poke fun at
her. Call her fat and ugly, but she was far from those two
descriptions. Draco couldn't help but stare. He was, after all, a
teenage boy with teenage needs.
Draco tore his eyes away from Ginny's body and was finally able to
process speech. "I see you decided on the outfit." Draco sauntered up
to Ginny, raising an eyebrow as he gave her body another quick-once
over. "And I must say, I'm very pleased with your decision...very
pleased indeed." He cupped her cheek with his hand, stroking it with
her thumb before running a finger down, brushing by her lips,
traveling down her throat and stopping just above her breasts,
enjoying the goose bumps she got from it.
Ginny was, for a moment, at his complete control. His touch sent
shivers down her spine. The way he caressed her was brand new to her.
Then one little thing ran through her mind that caused her to come to
her senses.
He's using me.
This one little sentence made Ginny's eyes flutter open and glare
sharp daggers at him. 'Two came play at this game,' thought Ginny. 'I
can have the same effect on him that he's having on me.'
"I'm so happy you like it," said Ginny, her tone seductive.
She splayed her hands on his firm abs and moved up his chest to his
shoulders, massaging them slightly, and then sliding both hands back
down to rest on his belt. "I'd simply hate to displease my master."
Draco couldn't believe this. Was this gorgeous vixen that was standing
right in front of him Virginia Weasley? Was it she who made his body
quake as it had never done before by just touching him? He had been
touched by an abundance of girls far more intimately than this and was
never affected like Ginny was affecting him. Why her? Why was it she
who had such a hold on his emotions that no one else could ever
possibly have?
"Is there anything else I can assist you with...master?" Ginny
whispered the last part, causing it to almost sound like a moan.
"I could..." He cleared his throat; his voice has squeaked slightly.
He started again," I could think of something you can 'assist me
with'," said Draco. "Until then you can enjoy what little time you'll
have off."
Ginny turned to leave but paused for a moment. She spun back around
and grabbed Draco's head lightly, bringing it down to where her lips
were right at his ear just as he had done before. "Remember,"
whispered Ginny. "I'd be happy to help with anything you wish." Then,
without another word, she turned on heel and walked, her hips swaying
in a natural, feminine way, to the door that connected her room to
Draco's. She opened it and entered, but before she closed it all the
way she looked Draco straight in the eyes and gave him a sultry wink
and a sly smile.
'This is going to be a fun weekend,' thought Ginny as she closed the
door behind her. 'I wonder what he's thinking? But then, why do I even
care? I'm acting like I want him to like me! And I don't...right?'
Ginny needed to get away from this place for a while to think. She
contemplated where to go, and then remembered the place she found on
her first day here. She had felt like being alone and so, while
exploring, had stumbled upon the most beautiful place she had ever
seen located in the wood behind Mrs. Baker's home. 'I'd better take my
cloak,' thought Ginny. 'If I recall correctly my little secret place
can get a bit cold. Especially in something like this.'
Ginny grabbed her velvety green cloak that she had saved up for so
long for and headed out the door. She walked as fast as she could in
her at least three inch platform sandals to get to her "secret place",
or so she liked to call it. Unfortunately, her hopes of being alone
would soon be forgotten; Lady Luck, it would seem, had other things
planned for her.
'God that girl has a gorgeous body,' thought Draco. 'Ugh, I've got to
stop...I can't fall for a Weasley.' But Draco's heart decided to fight
his brain on this one. 'No one has ever made you feel like that. You
like her. You like that she's not scared of you. You like the idea
that she might care for you.' Draco wrestled with the idea that he
might be growing feelings other than that of lust for the girl in the
next room. Part of him, the part of him that had been trained not to
love by his father, told him he felt nothing for her. But there was
another part, a part that wanted so desperately to be human. That part
told him that wanted what everyone else had, that part that wanted to
be loved told him that he did feel something for her. Even if it was
just a friendship, at least he would know she cared.
'Why did I make her wear that thing?' asked Draco as the images of
Ginny in that tight, little maids outfit came flooding back to his
mind. 'I need a walk and I know the perfect place to go.' He grabbed
his cloak, knowing the place he wanted to go to would be a little
chilly and headed for what he thought was his secret place. A place
where he went by himself when he need to think. A place to be alone.
What he didn't know was that on this particular trip to his hideaway,
he wouldn't be alone.
All right readers, what'd you think? Was it good? I sure hope so. I
plan
to have Draco open up to Ginny in the next chapter and have Ginny open
up to Draco. They both will probably have hidden demons. Does that
sound like a good chapter? Anyways, review please!