I'm SO sorry it took so long for me to post this chapter! I've been done with it for like a week, but I've been so lazy that I didn't type it until now! But enjoy!
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Harry saw her and smiled. He made his way towards her, not taking his bright green eyes from her. Ginny absent mindedly greeted some guests, her eyes never straying from Harry's. He stepped in front of her, and his smile widened.
Harry took her hand and kissed it. "Miss Weasley."
"Harry, I thought you were in France," Ginny said, letting the pleasure she felt at seeing him show on her face.
" I was. We were beating the French pretty badly, so I just put Rolf in as a seeker in my place. Then I got cleaned up and came here."
Ginny smiled. The Irish Quidditch team was undefeatable. Harry had never missed the Snitch, except when he was in his third year. When they had finished their seventh year at Hogwarts, every country had wanted Harry on their Quidditch team. Harry had wanted to be on the Bulgarian team, but Viktor Krum had still been playing for them so that Harry had to choose another team.
Ginny examined him. He had grown at least a couple of inches since she last saw him which was about almost a year ago. He was always busy. It was no wonder since Harry played Quidditch in his spare time, and was also an Auror. He had been offered to be the Minister, but he had flat out refused.
"Are you done greeting the guests?" he asked.
Ginny glanced around. "Yes, I think so. Draco can take over if more come."
"Then may I have the first dance?" Harry offered her his hand. She nodded and took it. He lead her out to the crowded dance floor. The band Draco had hired was playing a slow song. Harry put his arm around her waist. He held her other hand in his and they danced to the music.
"I'd never guess that one day you would be Mrs. Draco Malfoy," Harry said.
Ginny was about to say "Don't remind me," but stopped herself just in time. "I know," she replied.
"I was surprised you two got back together. The invitation to this party came as a complete surprise."
"I'm sure it did," she wanted so badly to tell Harry that she was only marrying Draco because of a deal. But Draco's threat still rang clearly in her mind: "Don't tell anyone about the real reason you're marrying me, or I'll wreak havoc on your life. And darling, you know how much trouble I can cause." And indeed she did. "You didn't need to miss your match and come to this party."
Harry smiled down at her, looking incredibly handsome in his black suit. "I wouldn't miss it for the world. Besides, I haven't seen you in a year. And I wanted to see Ron and ask him if he saw how badly my team beat the Chudley Cannons."
Ginny laughed. "You better not mention it if you wish to go to bed, or he'll keep you up all night arguing with you."
"I'm sure Hermione wouldn't allow that. Speaking of her, is she here?"
Ginny nodded. "Somewhere."
"I have a lot of catching up to do," the music stopped and he bent down to kiss her hand again. "Thank you for dancing with me Miss Weasley. I'm going to go and find your family."
Ginny watched him disappear into the crowd. A loud voice was heard, and the crowd immediately hushed. Ginny looked and saw Narcissa, magnificent in a light green dress, standing on the little platform where the band was who had stopped playing.
"Thank you to everyone who came. I know I gave you all a short notice about this wonderful party," there was clapping from the crowd. "But I have an announcement to make."
Ginny felt someone touch her elbow. She spun around. It was Draco, and for some odd reason his eyes looked stormy. He simply smiled at her. Ginny turned back to Narcissa.
"When Draco told me this, I was surprised. It seems that Draco is engaged," murmurs ran through the ballroom. "Who to you ask? Well the lovely Miss Virginia Weasley," Ginny could see Narcissa grimace.
All eyes turned to Draco and Ginny who were standing in the middle of the room. Ginny felt uncomfortable at being the center of attention. Out of nervousnes than anything else, Ginny reached back with her hand and felt for Draco's. She found it and grasped it tightly. He gave her a reassuring squeeze.
"Let's give them both our congratulations and a round of applause," Narcissa said, breaking the silence. There were polite clapping. Narcissa raised her wine glass. "To my son and my to-be daughter-in-law," everyone raised their glass and drank. "They'll have a dance together," Narcissa stepped off the platform and the band began to play. The crowd had moved out so that they formed a big circle with Draco and Ginny in the middle.
Ginny took a deep breath as Draco took her hand and put his other hand on her waist. He pulled her close and they began moving to the music.
He smelt of soap and after shave and that particular cologne that made her senses go crazy. It was the first time they had danced since their sixth year at Hogwarts.
"God you're beatufiul," he murmured, staring down at her.
"It's the dress," she said blushing slightly.
She looked up at him. She could see something burning in his eyes, a small smile on his lips. She turned her head so she wouldn't have to look into his smoldering eyes. She parted her lips slightly, wanting his warm lips on hers.
Calm down Ginny, she told herself. There's people watching you.
She looked around the room at all the unfamiliar faces. She looked back at Draco and saw him smile knowingly at her. The song ended. Before Ginny know what was happening, Draco had bent down and gave her a promising kiss, with a little tongue involved. Ginny was too surprised to protest.
The crowd applauded, and for the next thirty minutes Ginny was congratulated by the guests. Draco and her had been separated, but she could still see him. She looked over and saw a gorgeous blond haired woman standing next to him. Ginny looked closer and realized that it was Pansy Parkinson. She felt what could possibly be jealousy bubbling in her stomach.
Who cares what he does, she said angrily to herself. I'm only marrying him to keep a deal.
Someone tapped her on the shoulder. Ginny wanted to squeal when she saw who it was.
"Tilly!"
Tilly had on a becoming light pink dress. She hugged Ginny. "Ginny! I knew you two were going to get married!" she stepped back and held Ginny at arms' length and examined her. "You look absolutely beautiful tonight!"
"So I've been told," Ginny said, rolling her eyes. "And you look dazzling! Who's the lucky guy you've been after? Or should I say he after you?"
"Oh Ginny, now's not the time to talk about me. It's your night."
It was then that Draco walked over, with Pansy still at his side. She had changed somewhat in the last three years since Ginny had seen her cold sneering face.
"Hello Pansy," Ginny said cautiously.
Pansy gave her a cold look. "Hi."
Draco's hand traveled to Ginny's elbow and stayed there. "Darling. Pansy was just telling me how great the party is," he gave Ginny a kiss on the cheek. "You did a wonderful job arranging it."
Ginny forced a smile, trying not to squirm away from his kiss. "Thank you."
Pansy looked at the protective way Draco had his hand on Ginny's elbow. She looked at Ginny's smiling face and scowled, ruining her beautiful face. "I'm glad I'm here," she said coldly, with a hint of sarcasm. She turned to Draco. "Can I talk to you alone?"
Draco nodded and they left to go out the front doors. Ginny watched them, her face expressionless.
"You wanna go after them?" Tilly asked.
"No," Ginny said flatly. "What they do is of their own business. I don't care."
Tilly gave her a doubtful look, but didn't comment. "I want to go see the children. Care to show me?"
Ginny agreed and lead Tilly to the second floor, and to a pair of big doors. She opened it and revealed a regular looking room. The children were noisily playing Wiard's Chess or some other games.
"Tilly's here," Ginny announced, stepping into the room.
They looked up and called out "Hi."
"I'm going to go get some things from my room. I'll be back," Ginny said and left.
Trying to remember if she should turn left or right, Ginny heard a noise coming from a dark corner in the left corridor. She peeked around and her eyes widened.
There was a blond haired woman propped against the wall with her legs wrapped around a blond haired man's waist. The woman's dress was hiked up, and the man was moaning and grunting as he moved his hips. The woman threw her head back and cried out, digging her nails into the man's shoulders.
Horrified at the thought of catching two people making love, Ginny quickly walked away. Trying to block out the sound of their moans and cries. She flew to Draco's room as fast as she could. She entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her face was red and she had on a horrified expression.
She splashed water on her face and took off all her make up. Then she reapplied it and breathed deeply.
She took a final deep breath and made her way back downstairs. Tilly could find her own way downstairs.
She found the party to be going excellently.
"Oh, what's this?" Ginny spun around. A man with brown hair and blue eyes was smiling at her. "Did I find an angel?"
Ginny blushed. "Oh please. I can't handle compliments all that well."
The man took her hand and kissed it.
How charming he is, she thought.
"I am Damius Flemings. And you must be the lovely fiance of Draco," he smiled a dazzling smile. "Miss Virginia Weasley."
He was extremely handsome, with a glint of mischief in his eyes.
"May I have this dance?'
Ginny accepted and lead her out to the dance floor.
"How do you know Draco?" Ginny questioned, looking at him. He was not as tall as Draco. Ginny came up to his eyes.
"He's one of my best friends. We played together as children, and got in quite a lot of trouble together I dare say."
Ginny smiled. "I don't doubt that."
"Tell me how you've come to know Draco."
"We went to school together. Until the end of our sixth year. He then transferred to Durmstrang."
"I see," Damius said as he looked at her. "He has chosen a beautiful bride. And a humble one too. Just like-" he trailed off and his expression hardened.
Ginny became surprised at his fast change of expression. "Are you all right?" she asked uncertainly, aware that his grip on her had loosened.
He blinked, shook his head, and smiled at her. "I'm sorry. I tend to space off. It happens quite a lot. My professors at Capistral scolded me constantly. Draco got quite frustrated with me when we were children for doing that."
"I'm sure it's OK to dream and lapse into silence. I'm sure all of us tend to do that," Ginny smiled at him.
"Yes," he agreed. "Once in a while, but I do it quite a lot. It's an unfortunate habit."
"I'm sure it has its positive sides. Spacing off is an excellent way of telling someone that you do not wish to talk to them."
Damius frowned. "I hope that wasn't the way you felt when I did that a while ago."
"Oh no," she assured him.
"Good. You are an extremely good companion. I would not have wanted to chase you away."
"I don't think that would be possible," Ginny replied. "Besides our tempers, red heads are also stubborn."
"I couldn't imagine you having a temper tantrum."
"But we've only just met, Mr. Flemings. If you knew me better you wouldn't be surpised if I had a tantrum right now."
He shook his head. "You are too sweet to be an ill tempered red head."
"I daresay Draco would disagree," Ginny said as the music ended.
"Speaking of your husband-to-be, where is the devil?"
Ginny shrugged. "I do not know."
"You don't seem to care," he commented.
"His affairs are of his own business," she said rather coldly.
Damius decided not to comment. "Would you like to step out for a bit of fresh air?"
Ginny nodded and followed him outside, smiling at some guests who were kind enough to grant her a smile. The air outside was a little cool, clouds drifting in the night sky, the stars peeking from the edges of the clouds.
Ginny took a deep breath, taking in the different scents of the night. "The sky is beautiful tonight."
Damius remained silent. The sound of the front doors opening interrupted them. Draco appeared with Pansy beside him. He spotted Damius and grinned.
"Damius, I see you've met my fiance," he said.
Damius grinned back. "Yes I have. As charming as she is beautiful. However did you find her after you moved to Durmstrang?"
"Our reunion was a bit of- er- a suprise," Draco smirked at her.
But Ginny was too busy looking at Pansy to be paying attention to him. Her hair looked neater than earlier, and the light from a near-bye lamp revealed a streak of lipstick on her cheek. Her dress also seemed a little wrinkled.
Ginny turned her attention to Draco and her stomach dropped when she saw lipstick, the same color that was on Panys's lips, on Draco's white shirt. It was a tiny dot, barely noticable, but Ginny's eyes had been taught to capture details.
Her eyes traveled up to his and she gave him a cold look. So Mr. Malfoy, she thought. Now I know what you and Pansy were "talking" about. Then she remembered the two lovers in the corridor and Ginny suddenly felt sick.
She turned her back on him and spoke to Damius. "Would you mind if we went back inside? I'm a bit cold."
"Sure," Damius opened the door and stood aside, waiting for her.
"Excuse me," Ginny snapped at Draco who just stepped in front of her.
"Damius, Pansy, I would like to be left alone with my fiance," his mouth was set in a thin line.
"But Dra-" Pansy protested.
"Pansy!" he snapped. "Just go!"
Ginny waited for Pansy and Damius to go back inside before she spoke. "What is it? Couldn't've this waited until after the party? Make it quick, I'm getting cold."
His eyes were hard. "You're suppose to pretend that we're in love. Don't think Pansy and Damius didn't see the look you gave me."
"Oh who cares!" she said angrily. "Just leave me alone and go 'talk' some more with Pansy. Yes I saw that lipstick spot on your shirt. If you want to have your damn affairs, have them, but make sure you clean everything up, including the girl's lipstick. Now I'm going to go and spend more time 'talking' to Damius."
Ginny contained an urge to scream and pushed past him and back into the halls to the ballroom. Damius was waiting for her.
"Is everything OK?" he asked.
"Fine," she forced on a bright smile. "Just fine," she muttered under her breath.
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The rest of the evening went smoothly. Draco kept his distance, and Ginny was too preoccupied with Damius to realize that Draco had once again disappeared.
The guests started leaving around eleven. The whole house was free of guests at 11:30, except for Damius.
"It was nice meeting you," he took her hand and kissed it again. "I hope this will not be our final good-bye."
"Of course not," Ginny said. "I'm sure we'll meet again."
They said good-bye, and Ginny shut the door behind him. She sighed. What a night! she thought as she made her way upstairs. She wanted to go to bed early so she could get up early tomorrow to go to work.
Narcissa had already gone to bed, and Ginny had no idea where Draco was. Pansy had been one of the last people to leave, and Draco had gone with her. Ginny had been filled with bitterness at that, and to cover up that fact form hereslf and from her guests, Ginny had spent all her time with Damius.
Feeling exhausted, Ginny dragged herself into Draco's room, shutting the door softly behind her. A healthy fire was burning, and the house elves had lit the candles that sat around the room. The candles brightened up the room considerably.
Ginny took off her high heels, relieved that she didn't have to walk in those shoes anymore. With a careful glance around the room, Ginny undressed and made her way to the bathroom. The shower proved refreshing and relaxing. She wrapped a towel around her slender body and went back out to the room to get her pajams and fresh undergarments. She stopped in mid-step when she saw Draco laying on the bed.
She hesitantly walked towards the bed. His eyes were closed and he breathed evenly, which meant he was asleep. She examined his peaceful face and realized that there was a big bruise on his jaw that had already turned black and blue. Driven on by curiosity, Ginny climbed on the bed and leaned over him, her whole concentration on the bruise.
"What have you been up to, Draco?" Ginny muttered to herself. "You didn't have that before."
She was so busy trying to get off the bed without waking him up that she jumped and let go of her towel when a hand grabbed her shoulder. She let out a cry of surprise. She quickly looked back and saw Draco staring at her, his eyes glazed.
"I-I'm sorry if I woke you up," she stuttered, as she reached for her towel. His hand stopped her when she began to pull the towel up to her chest.
"Leave it!" he ordered, staring at her. He slowly pulled her down to him. Ginny dragged the towel with her as she fell down beside him.
"No Draco!" she said as she tried to get back up.
"Stop!" he snapped as he put his weight on her to keep her from escaping. Ginny smelt liquor on his breath and knew that he was drunk. Her eyes widened in panic as she pulled the towel across her chest. He laughed. "Oh no Ginny, darling. Don't hide. You're so beautiful," he easily pulled the towel from her grasp and tossed it over the side of the bed.
Ginny was now completely naked, with nothing to cover herself up with. Draco was on top of her, staring at her with drunken eyes filled with desire as his eyes went from her face to her exposed chest. He leaned down and gave her a passionate and bruising kiss on her lips. She refused to answer to him as he tried to probe her mouth open with his tongue. He finally stopped trying and moved on to kiss her neck.
"Stop it Draco!" she said, still in a panic. "You're drunk! Stop!" she crossed her arms over her breasts.
Draco laughed again and forced her arms over her head, holding it there with one of his hands. Ginny struggled in vain. He was too strong for her. She felt his leg forcing its way between her legs.
"Draco, please stop this!" she cried, feeling his hands travel down her body. He stroked her thigh, his lips once again on hers, silencing her cries. He bucked against her and Ginny gasped as she felt his arousal. He bit her lower lip and moaned. Ginny cried out in pain as she tasted her own blood.
"Draco," she began crying. "Please stop this. You're drunk. Please stop," she pleaded.
Draco looked at her and saw the tears. He blinked and slowly got off of her. Ginny shot out of his bed and grabbed the towel that was on the floor and quickly wrapped it around herself, never taking her eyes off him. He got off the bed and took a step towards her. Ginny quickly backed away, looking on the table to see if her wand was there. It was. She grabbed it and aimed it at him. He stopped walking towards her.
"Consciencious," she said. A blast of purple light erupted from her wand and shot at Draco's head, making him hold his head and kneel down and cry out in pain as the light made contact with his forehead. It was a painful spell, mostly used to get people out of their drunken state. It was so painful to the receiver of the spell that it was rarely used. He would have a major headache tomorrow, ten times worse than the normal one he would've gotten because of his drinking.
He stopped crying out and stood up, still holding his head. He opened his eyes which were now a clear gray. He looked up at her and the point of her wand.
"Ginny," he took a step toward her.
"Don't move!" she snapped.
He looked at her tousled hair, and her lower lip which was swelling, red, and bleeding. He saw the panic that was in her eyes. "Ginny, I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing. It's hard to stop myself from doing things when I'm around you. You drive me to insanity."
She swallowed the lump in her throat, but didn't lower her wand.
"Darling, I'm sorry. Come here and I'll make it up to you," he took a step towards her. Ginny hesitated about taking a step back. Her hesitation proved to be fatal. In one swift movement, Draco was standing in front of her. He slowly reached for her wand and took it out of her hand. He carefully laid it on the table. Then he drew her in a protective hug.
"I only got drunk because you made me mad. Saying you were 'talking' with Damius. Don't you know better than to say that you let some other man besides me touch you?" he demanded softly, stroking her damp hair. He pulled away and kissed her on the forehead, like a father kissing his child.
Ginny held her breath. What had sent her in a state of panic when Draco had been kissing her was because she had wanted it. The want in her had been so strong, that she was frightened of it. She had been in total oblivion when he was kissing her. Thankfully she had regained her senses when he had bit her lip. But now being this close to him sent her into that state of oblivion again.
She closed her eyes and tilted her head, wanting his lips to crash down on hers. She stood on tiptoe and pulled him down. His lips did come, but this time they were gentle. He kissed and cleaned her bottom lip which was still bleeding slightly. He took her lower lip in his mouth and soflty sucked on it. The heat of his mouth made her bottom lip burn, but Ginny didn't care.
He picked her up and carried her to the bed, his lips still on hers. He laid her down and gently laid himself down beside her. His fingers pulled at the towel, casting it aside for the second time that night. The dark blue silk sheets felt cool against her naked skin. She helped him take off his jacket, then his tie, and finally his shirt. His chest was muscular and tan.
Ginny ran her hands over his chest, feeling his muscles. He groaned, which brought her out of paradise.
"What the hell am I doing?" she said as she sat up, making Draco roll off of her. He landed on a pillow, his behind up in the air. He looked so undignified that a giggle escaped from Ginny's mouth.
He scowled and got up off the pillow and crawled over to her. "You think that's funny? You should take a look at yourself," he smirked as his eyes traveled over her body.
Ginny laughed as she grabbed the towel and wrapped it around herself. "I know what I look like," she got up off the bed and went to get her night clothes. She was about to drop her towel and get dressed when she realized that Draco was still watching her. "Do you mind?" she said irritably.
He smirked and shook his head. "No, by all means take your time."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "I swear guys will never mature," she took her clothes in the bathroom and dressed. She brushed her hair, and went back out. Draco was slipping a pair of pajama pants on, cursing when his leg couldn't find its way through. Ginny walked past him to the couch, preparing to make her bed.
"Why don't you take the bed?" Draco said, coming behind her. Ginny was shocked, thinking that he had said that out of kindness until he continued talking. "After all darling, you'll want to get as much sleep as you can for our wedding night. I can promise you it's going to be a long and exhausting night."
Two bright spots appeared on Ginny's face. "I can't believe you just said that!" she said.
He laughed and laid down on the couch, covering himself up with the sleeping bag. He muttered a spell and all the candles flickered out, leaving the fireplace to provide the only light. "Good night," he said and closed his eyes.
Ginny went and laid down on the bed and thought about the night's events and what the future was going to bring.
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FINALLY DONE! Yay! OK, I'm reallly sorry if there are a lot of misspellings. I was in a rush! Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review! super sailor saturn39
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Harry saw her and smiled. He made his way towards her, not taking his bright green eyes from her. Ginny absent mindedly greeted some guests, her eyes never straying from Harry's. He stepped in front of her, and his smile widened.
Harry took her hand and kissed it. "Miss Weasley."
"Harry, I thought you were in France," Ginny said, letting the pleasure she felt at seeing him show on her face.
" I was. We were beating the French pretty badly, so I just put Rolf in as a seeker in my place. Then I got cleaned up and came here."
Ginny smiled. The Irish Quidditch team was undefeatable. Harry had never missed the Snitch, except when he was in his third year. When they had finished their seventh year at Hogwarts, every country had wanted Harry on their Quidditch team. Harry had wanted to be on the Bulgarian team, but Viktor Krum had still been playing for them so that Harry had to choose another team.
Ginny examined him. He had grown at least a couple of inches since she last saw him which was about almost a year ago. He was always busy. It was no wonder since Harry played Quidditch in his spare time, and was also an Auror. He had been offered to be the Minister, but he had flat out refused.
"Are you done greeting the guests?" he asked.
Ginny glanced around. "Yes, I think so. Draco can take over if more come."
"Then may I have the first dance?" Harry offered her his hand. She nodded and took it. He lead her out to the crowded dance floor. The band Draco had hired was playing a slow song. Harry put his arm around her waist. He held her other hand in his and they danced to the music.
"I'd never guess that one day you would be Mrs. Draco Malfoy," Harry said.
Ginny was about to say "Don't remind me," but stopped herself just in time. "I know," she replied.
"I was surprised you two got back together. The invitation to this party came as a complete surprise."
"I'm sure it did," she wanted so badly to tell Harry that she was only marrying Draco because of a deal. But Draco's threat still rang clearly in her mind: "Don't tell anyone about the real reason you're marrying me, or I'll wreak havoc on your life. And darling, you know how much trouble I can cause." And indeed she did. "You didn't need to miss your match and come to this party."
Harry smiled down at her, looking incredibly handsome in his black suit. "I wouldn't miss it for the world. Besides, I haven't seen you in a year. And I wanted to see Ron and ask him if he saw how badly my team beat the Chudley Cannons."
Ginny laughed. "You better not mention it if you wish to go to bed, or he'll keep you up all night arguing with you."
"I'm sure Hermione wouldn't allow that. Speaking of her, is she here?"
Ginny nodded. "Somewhere."
"I have a lot of catching up to do," the music stopped and he bent down to kiss her hand again. "Thank you for dancing with me Miss Weasley. I'm going to go and find your family."
Ginny watched him disappear into the crowd. A loud voice was heard, and the crowd immediately hushed. Ginny looked and saw Narcissa, magnificent in a light green dress, standing on the little platform where the band was who had stopped playing.
"Thank you to everyone who came. I know I gave you all a short notice about this wonderful party," there was clapping from the crowd. "But I have an announcement to make."
Ginny felt someone touch her elbow. She spun around. It was Draco, and for some odd reason his eyes looked stormy. He simply smiled at her. Ginny turned back to Narcissa.
"When Draco told me this, I was surprised. It seems that Draco is engaged," murmurs ran through the ballroom. "Who to you ask? Well the lovely Miss Virginia Weasley," Ginny could see Narcissa grimace.
All eyes turned to Draco and Ginny who were standing in the middle of the room. Ginny felt uncomfortable at being the center of attention. Out of nervousnes than anything else, Ginny reached back with her hand and felt for Draco's. She found it and grasped it tightly. He gave her a reassuring squeeze.
"Let's give them both our congratulations and a round of applause," Narcissa said, breaking the silence. There were polite clapping. Narcissa raised her wine glass. "To my son and my to-be daughter-in-law," everyone raised their glass and drank. "They'll have a dance together," Narcissa stepped off the platform and the band began to play. The crowd had moved out so that they formed a big circle with Draco and Ginny in the middle.
Ginny took a deep breath as Draco took her hand and put his other hand on her waist. He pulled her close and they began moving to the music.
He smelt of soap and after shave and that particular cologne that made her senses go crazy. It was the first time they had danced since their sixth year at Hogwarts.
"God you're beatufiul," he murmured, staring down at her.
"It's the dress," she said blushing slightly.
She looked up at him. She could see something burning in his eyes, a small smile on his lips. She turned her head so she wouldn't have to look into his smoldering eyes. She parted her lips slightly, wanting his warm lips on hers.
Calm down Ginny, she told herself. There's people watching you.
She looked around the room at all the unfamiliar faces. She looked back at Draco and saw him smile knowingly at her. The song ended. Before Ginny know what was happening, Draco had bent down and gave her a promising kiss, with a little tongue involved. Ginny was too surprised to protest.
The crowd applauded, and for the next thirty minutes Ginny was congratulated by the guests. Draco and her had been separated, but she could still see him. She looked over and saw a gorgeous blond haired woman standing next to him. Ginny looked closer and realized that it was Pansy Parkinson. She felt what could possibly be jealousy bubbling in her stomach.
Who cares what he does, she said angrily to herself. I'm only marrying him to keep a deal.
Someone tapped her on the shoulder. Ginny wanted to squeal when she saw who it was.
"Tilly!"
Tilly had on a becoming light pink dress. She hugged Ginny. "Ginny! I knew you two were going to get married!" she stepped back and held Ginny at arms' length and examined her. "You look absolutely beautiful tonight!"
"So I've been told," Ginny said, rolling her eyes. "And you look dazzling! Who's the lucky guy you've been after? Or should I say he after you?"
"Oh Ginny, now's not the time to talk about me. It's your night."
It was then that Draco walked over, with Pansy still at his side. She had changed somewhat in the last three years since Ginny had seen her cold sneering face.
"Hello Pansy," Ginny said cautiously.
Pansy gave her a cold look. "Hi."
Draco's hand traveled to Ginny's elbow and stayed there. "Darling. Pansy was just telling me how great the party is," he gave Ginny a kiss on the cheek. "You did a wonderful job arranging it."
Ginny forced a smile, trying not to squirm away from his kiss. "Thank you."
Pansy looked at the protective way Draco had his hand on Ginny's elbow. She looked at Ginny's smiling face and scowled, ruining her beautiful face. "I'm glad I'm here," she said coldly, with a hint of sarcasm. She turned to Draco. "Can I talk to you alone?"
Draco nodded and they left to go out the front doors. Ginny watched them, her face expressionless.
"You wanna go after them?" Tilly asked.
"No," Ginny said flatly. "What they do is of their own business. I don't care."
Tilly gave her a doubtful look, but didn't comment. "I want to go see the children. Care to show me?"
Ginny agreed and lead Tilly to the second floor, and to a pair of big doors. She opened it and revealed a regular looking room. The children were noisily playing Wiard's Chess or some other games.
"Tilly's here," Ginny announced, stepping into the room.
They looked up and called out "Hi."
"I'm going to go get some things from my room. I'll be back," Ginny said and left.
Trying to remember if she should turn left or right, Ginny heard a noise coming from a dark corner in the left corridor. She peeked around and her eyes widened.
There was a blond haired woman propped against the wall with her legs wrapped around a blond haired man's waist. The woman's dress was hiked up, and the man was moaning and grunting as he moved his hips. The woman threw her head back and cried out, digging her nails into the man's shoulders.
Horrified at the thought of catching two people making love, Ginny quickly walked away. Trying to block out the sound of their moans and cries. She flew to Draco's room as fast as she could. She entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her face was red and she had on a horrified expression.
She splashed water on her face and took off all her make up. Then she reapplied it and breathed deeply.
She took a final deep breath and made her way back downstairs. Tilly could find her own way downstairs.
She found the party to be going excellently.
"Oh, what's this?" Ginny spun around. A man with brown hair and blue eyes was smiling at her. "Did I find an angel?"
Ginny blushed. "Oh please. I can't handle compliments all that well."
The man took her hand and kissed it.
How charming he is, she thought.
"I am Damius Flemings. And you must be the lovely fiance of Draco," he smiled a dazzling smile. "Miss Virginia Weasley."
He was extremely handsome, with a glint of mischief in his eyes.
"May I have this dance?'
Ginny accepted and lead her out to the dance floor.
"How do you know Draco?" Ginny questioned, looking at him. He was not as tall as Draco. Ginny came up to his eyes.
"He's one of my best friends. We played together as children, and got in quite a lot of trouble together I dare say."
Ginny smiled. "I don't doubt that."
"Tell me how you've come to know Draco."
"We went to school together. Until the end of our sixth year. He then transferred to Durmstrang."
"I see," Damius said as he looked at her. "He has chosen a beautiful bride. And a humble one too. Just like-" he trailed off and his expression hardened.
Ginny became surprised at his fast change of expression. "Are you all right?" she asked uncertainly, aware that his grip on her had loosened.
He blinked, shook his head, and smiled at her. "I'm sorry. I tend to space off. It happens quite a lot. My professors at Capistral scolded me constantly. Draco got quite frustrated with me when we were children for doing that."
"I'm sure it's OK to dream and lapse into silence. I'm sure all of us tend to do that," Ginny smiled at him.
"Yes," he agreed. "Once in a while, but I do it quite a lot. It's an unfortunate habit."
"I'm sure it has its positive sides. Spacing off is an excellent way of telling someone that you do not wish to talk to them."
Damius frowned. "I hope that wasn't the way you felt when I did that a while ago."
"Oh no," she assured him.
"Good. You are an extremely good companion. I would not have wanted to chase you away."
"I don't think that would be possible," Ginny replied. "Besides our tempers, red heads are also stubborn."
"I couldn't imagine you having a temper tantrum."
"But we've only just met, Mr. Flemings. If you knew me better you wouldn't be surpised if I had a tantrum right now."
He shook his head. "You are too sweet to be an ill tempered red head."
"I daresay Draco would disagree," Ginny said as the music ended.
"Speaking of your husband-to-be, where is the devil?"
Ginny shrugged. "I do not know."
"You don't seem to care," he commented.
"His affairs are of his own business," she said rather coldly.
Damius decided not to comment. "Would you like to step out for a bit of fresh air?"
Ginny nodded and followed him outside, smiling at some guests who were kind enough to grant her a smile. The air outside was a little cool, clouds drifting in the night sky, the stars peeking from the edges of the clouds.
Ginny took a deep breath, taking in the different scents of the night. "The sky is beautiful tonight."
Damius remained silent. The sound of the front doors opening interrupted them. Draco appeared with Pansy beside him. He spotted Damius and grinned.
"Damius, I see you've met my fiance," he said.
Damius grinned back. "Yes I have. As charming as she is beautiful. However did you find her after you moved to Durmstrang?"
"Our reunion was a bit of- er- a suprise," Draco smirked at her.
But Ginny was too busy looking at Pansy to be paying attention to him. Her hair looked neater than earlier, and the light from a near-bye lamp revealed a streak of lipstick on her cheek. Her dress also seemed a little wrinkled.
Ginny turned her attention to Draco and her stomach dropped when she saw lipstick, the same color that was on Panys's lips, on Draco's white shirt. It was a tiny dot, barely noticable, but Ginny's eyes had been taught to capture details.
Her eyes traveled up to his and she gave him a cold look. So Mr. Malfoy, she thought. Now I know what you and Pansy were "talking" about. Then she remembered the two lovers in the corridor and Ginny suddenly felt sick.
She turned her back on him and spoke to Damius. "Would you mind if we went back inside? I'm a bit cold."
"Sure," Damius opened the door and stood aside, waiting for her.
"Excuse me," Ginny snapped at Draco who just stepped in front of her.
"Damius, Pansy, I would like to be left alone with my fiance," his mouth was set in a thin line.
"But Dra-" Pansy protested.
"Pansy!" he snapped. "Just go!"
Ginny waited for Pansy and Damius to go back inside before she spoke. "What is it? Couldn't've this waited until after the party? Make it quick, I'm getting cold."
His eyes were hard. "You're suppose to pretend that we're in love. Don't think Pansy and Damius didn't see the look you gave me."
"Oh who cares!" she said angrily. "Just leave me alone and go 'talk' some more with Pansy. Yes I saw that lipstick spot on your shirt. If you want to have your damn affairs, have them, but make sure you clean everything up, including the girl's lipstick. Now I'm going to go and spend more time 'talking' to Damius."
Ginny contained an urge to scream and pushed past him and back into the halls to the ballroom. Damius was waiting for her.
"Is everything OK?" he asked.
"Fine," she forced on a bright smile. "Just fine," she muttered under her breath.
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The rest of the evening went smoothly. Draco kept his distance, and Ginny was too preoccupied with Damius to realize that Draco had once again disappeared.
The guests started leaving around eleven. The whole house was free of guests at 11:30, except for Damius.
"It was nice meeting you," he took her hand and kissed it again. "I hope this will not be our final good-bye."
"Of course not," Ginny said. "I'm sure we'll meet again."
They said good-bye, and Ginny shut the door behind him. She sighed. What a night! she thought as she made her way upstairs. She wanted to go to bed early so she could get up early tomorrow to go to work.
Narcissa had already gone to bed, and Ginny had no idea where Draco was. Pansy had been one of the last people to leave, and Draco had gone with her. Ginny had been filled with bitterness at that, and to cover up that fact form hereslf and from her guests, Ginny had spent all her time with Damius.
Feeling exhausted, Ginny dragged herself into Draco's room, shutting the door softly behind her. A healthy fire was burning, and the house elves had lit the candles that sat around the room. The candles brightened up the room considerably.
Ginny took off her high heels, relieved that she didn't have to walk in those shoes anymore. With a careful glance around the room, Ginny undressed and made her way to the bathroom. The shower proved refreshing and relaxing. She wrapped a towel around her slender body and went back out to the room to get her pajams and fresh undergarments. She stopped in mid-step when she saw Draco laying on the bed.
She hesitantly walked towards the bed. His eyes were closed and he breathed evenly, which meant he was asleep. She examined his peaceful face and realized that there was a big bruise on his jaw that had already turned black and blue. Driven on by curiosity, Ginny climbed on the bed and leaned over him, her whole concentration on the bruise.
"What have you been up to, Draco?" Ginny muttered to herself. "You didn't have that before."
She was so busy trying to get off the bed without waking him up that she jumped and let go of her towel when a hand grabbed her shoulder. She let out a cry of surprise. She quickly looked back and saw Draco staring at her, his eyes glazed.
"I-I'm sorry if I woke you up," she stuttered, as she reached for her towel. His hand stopped her when she began to pull the towel up to her chest.
"Leave it!" he ordered, staring at her. He slowly pulled her down to him. Ginny dragged the towel with her as she fell down beside him.
"No Draco!" she said as she tried to get back up.
"Stop!" he snapped as he put his weight on her to keep her from escaping. Ginny smelt liquor on his breath and knew that he was drunk. Her eyes widened in panic as she pulled the towel across her chest. He laughed. "Oh no Ginny, darling. Don't hide. You're so beautiful," he easily pulled the towel from her grasp and tossed it over the side of the bed.
Ginny was now completely naked, with nothing to cover herself up with. Draco was on top of her, staring at her with drunken eyes filled with desire as his eyes went from her face to her exposed chest. He leaned down and gave her a passionate and bruising kiss on her lips. She refused to answer to him as he tried to probe her mouth open with his tongue. He finally stopped trying and moved on to kiss her neck.
"Stop it Draco!" she said, still in a panic. "You're drunk! Stop!" she crossed her arms over her breasts.
Draco laughed again and forced her arms over her head, holding it there with one of his hands. Ginny struggled in vain. He was too strong for her. She felt his leg forcing its way between her legs.
"Draco, please stop this!" she cried, feeling his hands travel down her body. He stroked her thigh, his lips once again on hers, silencing her cries. He bucked against her and Ginny gasped as she felt his arousal. He bit her lower lip and moaned. Ginny cried out in pain as she tasted her own blood.
"Draco," she began crying. "Please stop this. You're drunk. Please stop," she pleaded.
Draco looked at her and saw the tears. He blinked and slowly got off of her. Ginny shot out of his bed and grabbed the towel that was on the floor and quickly wrapped it around herself, never taking her eyes off him. He got off the bed and took a step towards her. Ginny quickly backed away, looking on the table to see if her wand was there. It was. She grabbed it and aimed it at him. He stopped walking towards her.
"Consciencious," she said. A blast of purple light erupted from her wand and shot at Draco's head, making him hold his head and kneel down and cry out in pain as the light made contact with his forehead. It was a painful spell, mostly used to get people out of their drunken state. It was so painful to the receiver of the spell that it was rarely used. He would have a major headache tomorrow, ten times worse than the normal one he would've gotten because of his drinking.
He stopped crying out and stood up, still holding his head. He opened his eyes which were now a clear gray. He looked up at her and the point of her wand.
"Ginny," he took a step toward her.
"Don't move!" she snapped.
He looked at her tousled hair, and her lower lip which was swelling, red, and bleeding. He saw the panic that was in her eyes. "Ginny, I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing. It's hard to stop myself from doing things when I'm around you. You drive me to insanity."
She swallowed the lump in her throat, but didn't lower her wand.
"Darling, I'm sorry. Come here and I'll make it up to you," he took a step towards her. Ginny hesitated about taking a step back. Her hesitation proved to be fatal. In one swift movement, Draco was standing in front of her. He slowly reached for her wand and took it out of her hand. He carefully laid it on the table. Then he drew her in a protective hug.
"I only got drunk because you made me mad. Saying you were 'talking' with Damius. Don't you know better than to say that you let some other man besides me touch you?" he demanded softly, stroking her damp hair. He pulled away and kissed her on the forehead, like a father kissing his child.
Ginny held her breath. What had sent her in a state of panic when Draco had been kissing her was because she had wanted it. The want in her had been so strong, that she was frightened of it. She had been in total oblivion when he was kissing her. Thankfully she had regained her senses when he had bit her lip. But now being this close to him sent her into that state of oblivion again.
She closed her eyes and tilted her head, wanting his lips to crash down on hers. She stood on tiptoe and pulled him down. His lips did come, but this time they were gentle. He kissed and cleaned her bottom lip which was still bleeding slightly. He took her lower lip in his mouth and soflty sucked on it. The heat of his mouth made her bottom lip burn, but Ginny didn't care.
He picked her up and carried her to the bed, his lips still on hers. He laid her down and gently laid himself down beside her. His fingers pulled at the towel, casting it aside for the second time that night. The dark blue silk sheets felt cool against her naked skin. She helped him take off his jacket, then his tie, and finally his shirt. His chest was muscular and tan.
Ginny ran her hands over his chest, feeling his muscles. He groaned, which brought her out of paradise.
"What the hell am I doing?" she said as she sat up, making Draco roll off of her. He landed on a pillow, his behind up in the air. He looked so undignified that a giggle escaped from Ginny's mouth.
He scowled and got up off the pillow and crawled over to her. "You think that's funny? You should take a look at yourself," he smirked as his eyes traveled over her body.
Ginny laughed as she grabbed the towel and wrapped it around herself. "I know what I look like," she got up off the bed and went to get her night clothes. She was about to drop her towel and get dressed when she realized that Draco was still watching her. "Do you mind?" she said irritably.
He smirked and shook his head. "No, by all means take your time."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "I swear guys will never mature," she took her clothes in the bathroom and dressed. She brushed her hair, and went back out. Draco was slipping a pair of pajama pants on, cursing when his leg couldn't find its way through. Ginny walked past him to the couch, preparing to make her bed.
"Why don't you take the bed?" Draco said, coming behind her. Ginny was shocked, thinking that he had said that out of kindness until he continued talking. "After all darling, you'll want to get as much sleep as you can for our wedding night. I can promise you it's going to be a long and exhausting night."
Two bright spots appeared on Ginny's face. "I can't believe you just said that!" she said.
He laughed and laid down on the couch, covering himself up with the sleeping bag. He muttered a spell and all the candles flickered out, leaving the fireplace to provide the only light. "Good night," he said and closed his eyes.
Ginny went and laid down on the bed and thought about the night's events and what the future was going to bring.
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FINALLY DONE! Yay! OK, I'm reallly sorry if there are a lot of misspellings. I was in a rush! Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review! super sailor saturn39