Chapter Two – Open Hearts
It hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time
I want what's yours and I want what's mine
I want you, but I'm not giving in this time
Ginny awoke the next morning to a pair of grey eyes staring down at her. She jumped; her first thought was Draco. Four pairs of claws dug painfully into her breasts and she shrieked with pain, grabbing what she now realised to be a cat and holding it up into the early morning light filtering through her window. Once her heart had stopped pounding at twice its normal speed she glared at the cat who merely looked at her with a cold grey gaze.
Climbing out of bed she scooped up the cat and marched out of her bedroom, slamming the door behind her and banging Draco's open, not bothering to knock and only briefly noticing how angelic he looked while he slept; his pale hair falling into his face, those piercing eyes hidden and no trace of his trademark smug smirk. She stalked across his room, ripped open his curtains and yanked his covers off him; her breath catching at the beauty of his body; boxers only just at a decent height up his navel. When he still didn't wake up she marched over to the door and slammed it shut so hard he immediately sat upright in bed, his eyes flickering at the harsh light flooding into his room from the windows;
"What the fuck?"
He growled, flailing around trying to untangle his legs from the silken sheets. When he finally freed himself he swung his legs onto the floor and sat on the edge of the bed, squinting up at Ginny who was looking as angry as a thundercloud;
"What is this? And why was it in my bed?'
She howled, shoving the cat at him unceremoniously and tapping her foot impatiently.
"Well; it would be a cat. My cat to be exact; his name is Hades and as for what he was doing in your bed, all I can say is... he knows his master's wishes well."
He smirked once more as a flush crept into Ginny's cheeks and she suddenly realised she was clad only in a tight white tank top with a big pair of lips across them and a pair of the tiniest hot pants imaginable with little tiny lips all over them.
"And when were you planning on telling me you had a cat?"
She demanded, folding her arms and glaring at him.
"About the same time you were going to tell me about that."
Draco drawled, raising an eyebrow when a basset-hound puppy bounded into the room yapping, falling over its long ears that were trailing slightly along the ground. Ginny blushed deeper and snatched the puppy up off the floor as Hades began slinking towards it. She gently smoothed its freckled body and cooed into its ear as it bristled at Draco, sensing its mistress's dislike for the guy. Draco glared at the puppy, trying valiantly to ignore the fact that he was aching to be exactly where that puppy was now with Ginny stroking him.
"Zophyla's entirely different to Hades."
She replied haughtily, tossing back her head and making even more strands of her crimson locks drift out of its plait and into her face.
"How?'
Draco challenged, rising to his feet so he towered over her, amusement once more in his eyes;
"For one my puppy wasn't mauling you in your sleep!"
She shot back triumphantly, anger flaring quickly as always around him.
"And how did Hades maul you."
He hissed, scooping his cat up off the floor and cradling it to his chest where it lay purring contentedly;
"This is how."
She snarled, lowering her top enough for him to see the long scratches down the top of her breasts.
"A simple healing charm will fix that."
Before she could say or do anything he had grabbed his wand from his bedside table and muttered the healing charm, both of them glancing down to watch the cuts heal magically leaving nothing but a few drops of blood.
"Thank you."
She mumbled, pulling her top back into place and staring fixedly down at the floor.
"You're welcome."
Draco almost whispered. Catching a softness in his voice she had never heard before Ginny raised her head slowly to look at him; he was gazing out of the window with a troubled look on his face she didn't want to try and comprehend right then. Muttering about getting dressed she quickly left his room and darted back into the safety of her own room.
She dropped Zophyla onto her bed and crossed the room to her bathroom, grabbing her wand on the way and giving it a flick at the radio on her desk; humming to The Weird Sisters she quickly scrubbed her face and brushed her teeth, before dragging a brush through her long hair. She gave her hair about ten minutes of attempted styling before giving up and pointing her wand at it, muttering a few words and watching as it ruffled itself into a stylishly messed up cloud down her back.
Draco could hear her music through the wall and shook his head ruefully before ruffling his tousled hair and setting about getting dressed. Yawning he pulled on a pair of baggy black combat pants and a long sleeved black polo-neck sweater. Heading bare-foot down the stairs he wandered into the kitchen and saw the back of Ginny as she reached up on her tiptoes trying to reach the cereal at the back of a top shelf. After admiring her legs and arse in the short green wrap-over skirt and black and green striped tights she was wearing he took pity on her and leaned up over her from behind, taking the box down and handing it to her.
"Thanks... oh I'm sorry!"
She gasped as she stepped on his toe in her black converse shoes, causing him to wince and hobble over to a tall stool at the breakfast bar to sit down and massage his foot.
"No problem, it's alright."
He replied, dropping his foot to meet the other one and watching her grin at him sheepishly before heaving on the tall fridge and pulling out a carton of milk. She tipped some cereal into her bowl before handing the box to him and poured some milk over it, making it crackle. She bent over the drawer she had pulled out searching for a spoon and Draco gulped as her she gave him a good view of her cleavage. Her tight white shirt had sleeves that joined below the armpit and was left open for the first few buttons only just containing her stunning breasts.
Draco knew she didn't dress that way deliberately; she just wasn't aware of how good her body was and he was willing to bet she was still a virgin. She flicked through a magazine as she ate, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was watching her the whole time. Once she was finished she bent over to place her bowl in the dishwasher and he gulped as her skirt rode even higher. She took no notice and grabbed her black and green striped tie from the coat-hooks by the back door, slipping it over her head and leaving it to hang loose down her chest. Draco snorted and she turned to look at him;
"What?"
She asked, smiling foolishly as he laughed;
"You look like Avril Lavigne turned school teacher."
She glared at him and turned to shove her keys, purse, wand, brush and other bits into her shoulder bag;
"That's basically what I am... I mean I kind of mix her style with mine and I'm a primary school assistant teacher."
He raised an eyebrow at her and she shrugged;
"I like kids."
He continued to study her for a few seconds before turning back to his breakfast. She watched him as he ate, sipping on her coffee thoughtfully until the grandfather clock in the halfway chimed eight o'clock. She quickly rinsed her cup out and shoved into the dishwasher before grabbing her car keys from the crystal fruit bowl that was lying by the fridge waiting to be filled and headed towards the back door.
"How are you getting there?"
Draco asked just as she was turning the handle, she turned to face him, wondering why he was asking.
"Have you passed your Apparition test yet?"
She bristled at the implied insult and nodded;
"Yes, of course I have. But I'm not Apparating; I'm driving."
She watched as Draco stared at her as though she was crazy;
"You're what?"
She sighed and patiently explained that although it was a wizard primary school she worked at, it was in the centre of London so was not an approved Apparating site.
"And if you think I'm getting the subway in the morning rush hour, you are sadly mistaken, Draco."
He froze in the middle of standing up, his eyes fixed on her and totally blank;
"You just called me Draco."
He repeated, watching her as she looked confused then defiant;
"Yeah, so?"
She said aggressively, staring at him as he shrugged and moved over to the dishwasher to deposit his dirty dishes.
"Did I say there was anything wrong with it?"
He breathed once he was close enough for her to feel the heat of his body and breathe in his scent. He took a step towards her, backing her against the door; her heartbeat quickened and she stared up at him. Her eyes a mixture of terror, excitement and helpless desire.
His eyes were burning with a frightening look of hunger and she shuddered when he moved even closer to her, pressing against her, his lips barely an inch from hers. His breath was warm on her lips and it sent a shiver down her spine, making the hair on her arms stand on end as goose bumps jumped up all over her body.
Using all the strength she had she gently pushed him away;
"I have to go to work."
She mumbled, terrified at how close she had become to surrendering to him. He sighed, disappointment blazing across his eyes and face as he moved back;
"You might have to have a cold shower now, Weasley. And make sure you keep that memory safe at the back of your mind, it's not likely to happen again."
Ginny's face froze and she glared at him, not trusting herself to speak but glad she'd stopped it when she had.
"Don't flatter yourself Malfoy."
She spat;
"Your so-called charms won't work on anyone with more than two brain cells. Which means you have no effect on me whatsoever."
Yeah right, Ginny thought to herself, and you're gonna marry goddamn Merlin. Spinning around she tugged open the door and slammed it shut behind her, shattering a pane of glass. Nice going Malfoy, he thought savagely, just push her back to the bloody Boy Who Lived why don't you. He sighed and flicked his wand at the shattered glass, fixing it instantly and scowling down at his coffee; he had slipped up this morning, he hadn't meant to scare her like that. Just to make her face some of the desire that was eating him up inside ever since he'd seen her for the first time since Hogwarts finished at his yearly reunion.
He had only accepted the stupid assignment to see if he was still hooked on her but he knew he was from the moment she had walked into Dumbledore's office. He had never told anyone about his secret desire and didn't plan to, the fact that she had six brothers, two of whom were beaters, not to mention the youngest and his best friend Potter who was now a professional Auror and had all the skills Draco had.
For god's sake; he'd only started the seductive looks and unnecessary touches to piss her off; he hadn't actually fancied her and then he'd gone and dropped himself right in it. Now every time he saw her he was taken over by some wild desire to... NO! Don't think like that, think of something else, anything!
In the end he pulled out his little black book and looked up an old friend. Grabbing a piece of parchment and quill and ink he quickly scribbled a note;
Pansy
Fancy going out tonight? Just for a quick drink or two.
Malfoy
Calling for his owl; Eris, he quickly tied the note to her leg and stroked her tawny feathers before taking her over to the window;
"Take this to Pansy O.K. I have to get some action from somewhere and that girl always did have skills you couldn't imagine."
He watched the bird fly into the bustle of the city, he knew that Pansy would interpret the message to his true request; when he asked for a quick drink he meant bed, and not to sleep either. He pressed his forehead against the cool glass of the window with a strange feeling in his heart; guilt? How could he feel guilty when he wasn't even seeing Ginny? He pushed the thought firmly out of his mind and wandered into the drawing room to see what was on T.V.
Ginny arrived home that night to see a blonde couple wriggling on the couch. As she edged closer she managed to identify one as Draco and the other... her heart almost and she let out a groan; damn that bloody Pansy Parkinson! She had kept her claws in him all through Hogwarts, couldn't she let someone else have a chance for once. She pulled herself together and acted as the couple on the couch weren't in the middle of a very heavy make- out session.
Pansy's crimson lipstick was smeared across her chin and her mascara was running with sweat, her hair had been pulled out of its stylish bun and fell over her shoulder in a long curly blonde wave, her shirt was undone exposing a lacy black bra that held in her glorious cleavage already glistening with sweat. Her short black skirt had ridden up her thighs so her matching black lacy suspender belt was clearly visible; it was also just as clear that she wasn't wearing anything else under her skirt but the black sheer stockings the suspender belt was holding up.
Draco had his shirt off and his belt half undone, sweat was running over his bare torso and he had Pansy's lipstick all over his mouth and chin, looking closely, Ginny noticed his eyes had the unfocused look of someone who had consumed a considerable amount of alcohol.
Neither of them seemed the notice that Ginny had returned so she silently hung her jacket by the front door and was almost past them when she heard Pansy start groaning. Unable to help herself she spun around and watched as Draco's fingers snaked their way up Pansy's thigh, disappearing between the soft creamy skin, reappearing before disappearing again.
Ginny felt physically ill at the sight of it and she darted out of the room and up the stairs, collapsing on her bed and sobbing hysterically into Zophyla's fur as she laid her head comfortingly on her mistress's shoulder.
Ginny had never admitted to anyone that she had fallen head over heels in love with Malfoy years ago. She hadn't even told her best girl friend; Hermione because she knew Hermione told her fiancé, Ron, everything and if he found out he would have bawled her out and then beat Malfoy to a pulp even though he didn't know himself.
Downstairs Malfoy had switched to autopilot while he pleasured Pansy; had he imagined the groan Ginny had let out when she had caught them? Had she really ran upstairs sobbing? He was pretty drunk, he'd had to as once he'd seen Pansy he had immediately regretted asking her out for no other reason than her hair was bottle-blonde not fiery red and her ice-cold blue eyes weren't warm and friendly brown ones.
But the instant he'd started comparing her Ginny he had wanted Ginny so bad he had to have whoever was offering. As that was Pansy he had then proceeded to order double Fire whiskeys one after the other, downing them so fast they barely touched his taste buds.
Once he was drunk enough to pretend Pansy was Ginny, which wasn't as hard as it should have been since he was seeing double and seemed to have lost all sense of colour for the time being, he had dragged Pansy outside, kissed her so fiercely she had complained of sore lips before hailing a cab to take them back to his new home.
They had only just started when Ginny had walked in and, as she had barely shown that she had even noticed them and Pansy hadn't even noticed her, he continued with his well-learned skills.
A few minutes later when Pansy dragged him up to his room he was so busy thinking of Ginny he didn't even notice that her door was slightly hazy which meant she had put a Silencing Charm on her room. And after Pansy had thrown him on the bed and climbed on top of him he closed his eyes; the alcohol was wearing off and the face that was above him was not the one he wanted to see.
A/N: The lyrics at the beginning are by Michelle Branch, 'Goodbye to You"
Also I do not own any of these characters unfortunately, if you see a name you don't recognise then it's probably mine
It hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time
I want what's yours and I want what's mine
I want you, but I'm not giving in this time
Ginny awoke the next morning to a pair of grey eyes staring down at her. She jumped; her first thought was Draco. Four pairs of claws dug painfully into her breasts and she shrieked with pain, grabbing what she now realised to be a cat and holding it up into the early morning light filtering through her window. Once her heart had stopped pounding at twice its normal speed she glared at the cat who merely looked at her with a cold grey gaze.
Climbing out of bed she scooped up the cat and marched out of her bedroom, slamming the door behind her and banging Draco's open, not bothering to knock and only briefly noticing how angelic he looked while he slept; his pale hair falling into his face, those piercing eyes hidden and no trace of his trademark smug smirk. She stalked across his room, ripped open his curtains and yanked his covers off him; her breath catching at the beauty of his body; boxers only just at a decent height up his navel. When he still didn't wake up she marched over to the door and slammed it shut so hard he immediately sat upright in bed, his eyes flickering at the harsh light flooding into his room from the windows;
"What the fuck?"
He growled, flailing around trying to untangle his legs from the silken sheets. When he finally freed himself he swung his legs onto the floor and sat on the edge of the bed, squinting up at Ginny who was looking as angry as a thundercloud;
"What is this? And why was it in my bed?'
She howled, shoving the cat at him unceremoniously and tapping her foot impatiently.
"Well; it would be a cat. My cat to be exact; his name is Hades and as for what he was doing in your bed, all I can say is... he knows his master's wishes well."
He smirked once more as a flush crept into Ginny's cheeks and she suddenly realised she was clad only in a tight white tank top with a big pair of lips across them and a pair of the tiniest hot pants imaginable with little tiny lips all over them.
"And when were you planning on telling me you had a cat?"
She demanded, folding her arms and glaring at him.
"About the same time you were going to tell me about that."
Draco drawled, raising an eyebrow when a basset-hound puppy bounded into the room yapping, falling over its long ears that were trailing slightly along the ground. Ginny blushed deeper and snatched the puppy up off the floor as Hades began slinking towards it. She gently smoothed its freckled body and cooed into its ear as it bristled at Draco, sensing its mistress's dislike for the guy. Draco glared at the puppy, trying valiantly to ignore the fact that he was aching to be exactly where that puppy was now with Ginny stroking him.
"Zophyla's entirely different to Hades."
She replied haughtily, tossing back her head and making even more strands of her crimson locks drift out of its plait and into her face.
"How?'
Draco challenged, rising to his feet so he towered over her, amusement once more in his eyes;
"For one my puppy wasn't mauling you in your sleep!"
She shot back triumphantly, anger flaring quickly as always around him.
"And how did Hades maul you."
He hissed, scooping his cat up off the floor and cradling it to his chest where it lay purring contentedly;
"This is how."
She snarled, lowering her top enough for him to see the long scratches down the top of her breasts.
"A simple healing charm will fix that."
Before she could say or do anything he had grabbed his wand from his bedside table and muttered the healing charm, both of them glancing down to watch the cuts heal magically leaving nothing but a few drops of blood.
"Thank you."
She mumbled, pulling her top back into place and staring fixedly down at the floor.
"You're welcome."
Draco almost whispered. Catching a softness in his voice she had never heard before Ginny raised her head slowly to look at him; he was gazing out of the window with a troubled look on his face she didn't want to try and comprehend right then. Muttering about getting dressed she quickly left his room and darted back into the safety of her own room.
She dropped Zophyla onto her bed and crossed the room to her bathroom, grabbing her wand on the way and giving it a flick at the radio on her desk; humming to The Weird Sisters she quickly scrubbed her face and brushed her teeth, before dragging a brush through her long hair. She gave her hair about ten minutes of attempted styling before giving up and pointing her wand at it, muttering a few words and watching as it ruffled itself into a stylishly messed up cloud down her back.
Draco could hear her music through the wall and shook his head ruefully before ruffling his tousled hair and setting about getting dressed. Yawning he pulled on a pair of baggy black combat pants and a long sleeved black polo-neck sweater. Heading bare-foot down the stairs he wandered into the kitchen and saw the back of Ginny as she reached up on her tiptoes trying to reach the cereal at the back of a top shelf. After admiring her legs and arse in the short green wrap-over skirt and black and green striped tights she was wearing he took pity on her and leaned up over her from behind, taking the box down and handing it to her.
"Thanks... oh I'm sorry!"
She gasped as she stepped on his toe in her black converse shoes, causing him to wince and hobble over to a tall stool at the breakfast bar to sit down and massage his foot.
"No problem, it's alright."
He replied, dropping his foot to meet the other one and watching her grin at him sheepishly before heaving on the tall fridge and pulling out a carton of milk. She tipped some cereal into her bowl before handing the box to him and poured some milk over it, making it crackle. She bent over the drawer she had pulled out searching for a spoon and Draco gulped as her she gave him a good view of her cleavage. Her tight white shirt had sleeves that joined below the armpit and was left open for the first few buttons only just containing her stunning breasts.
Draco knew she didn't dress that way deliberately; she just wasn't aware of how good her body was and he was willing to bet she was still a virgin. She flicked through a magazine as she ate, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was watching her the whole time. Once she was finished she bent over to place her bowl in the dishwasher and he gulped as her skirt rode even higher. She took no notice and grabbed her black and green striped tie from the coat-hooks by the back door, slipping it over her head and leaving it to hang loose down her chest. Draco snorted and she turned to look at him;
"What?"
She asked, smiling foolishly as he laughed;
"You look like Avril Lavigne turned school teacher."
She glared at him and turned to shove her keys, purse, wand, brush and other bits into her shoulder bag;
"That's basically what I am... I mean I kind of mix her style with mine and I'm a primary school assistant teacher."
He raised an eyebrow at her and she shrugged;
"I like kids."
He continued to study her for a few seconds before turning back to his breakfast. She watched him as he ate, sipping on her coffee thoughtfully until the grandfather clock in the halfway chimed eight o'clock. She quickly rinsed her cup out and shoved into the dishwasher before grabbing her car keys from the crystal fruit bowl that was lying by the fridge waiting to be filled and headed towards the back door.
"How are you getting there?"
Draco asked just as she was turning the handle, she turned to face him, wondering why he was asking.
"Have you passed your Apparition test yet?"
She bristled at the implied insult and nodded;
"Yes, of course I have. But I'm not Apparating; I'm driving."
She watched as Draco stared at her as though she was crazy;
"You're what?"
She sighed and patiently explained that although it was a wizard primary school she worked at, it was in the centre of London so was not an approved Apparating site.
"And if you think I'm getting the subway in the morning rush hour, you are sadly mistaken, Draco."
He froze in the middle of standing up, his eyes fixed on her and totally blank;
"You just called me Draco."
He repeated, watching her as she looked confused then defiant;
"Yeah, so?"
She said aggressively, staring at him as he shrugged and moved over to the dishwasher to deposit his dirty dishes.
"Did I say there was anything wrong with it?"
He breathed once he was close enough for her to feel the heat of his body and breathe in his scent. He took a step towards her, backing her against the door; her heartbeat quickened and she stared up at him. Her eyes a mixture of terror, excitement and helpless desire.
His eyes were burning with a frightening look of hunger and she shuddered when he moved even closer to her, pressing against her, his lips barely an inch from hers. His breath was warm on her lips and it sent a shiver down her spine, making the hair on her arms stand on end as goose bumps jumped up all over her body.
Using all the strength she had she gently pushed him away;
"I have to go to work."
She mumbled, terrified at how close she had become to surrendering to him. He sighed, disappointment blazing across his eyes and face as he moved back;
"You might have to have a cold shower now, Weasley. And make sure you keep that memory safe at the back of your mind, it's not likely to happen again."
Ginny's face froze and she glared at him, not trusting herself to speak but glad she'd stopped it when she had.
"Don't flatter yourself Malfoy."
She spat;
"Your so-called charms won't work on anyone with more than two brain cells. Which means you have no effect on me whatsoever."
Yeah right, Ginny thought to herself, and you're gonna marry goddamn Merlin. Spinning around she tugged open the door and slammed it shut behind her, shattering a pane of glass. Nice going Malfoy, he thought savagely, just push her back to the bloody Boy Who Lived why don't you. He sighed and flicked his wand at the shattered glass, fixing it instantly and scowling down at his coffee; he had slipped up this morning, he hadn't meant to scare her like that. Just to make her face some of the desire that was eating him up inside ever since he'd seen her for the first time since Hogwarts finished at his yearly reunion.
He had only accepted the stupid assignment to see if he was still hooked on her but he knew he was from the moment she had walked into Dumbledore's office. He had never told anyone about his secret desire and didn't plan to, the fact that she had six brothers, two of whom were beaters, not to mention the youngest and his best friend Potter who was now a professional Auror and had all the skills Draco had.
For god's sake; he'd only started the seductive looks and unnecessary touches to piss her off; he hadn't actually fancied her and then he'd gone and dropped himself right in it. Now every time he saw her he was taken over by some wild desire to... NO! Don't think like that, think of something else, anything!
In the end he pulled out his little black book and looked up an old friend. Grabbing a piece of parchment and quill and ink he quickly scribbled a note;
Pansy
Fancy going out tonight? Just for a quick drink or two.
Malfoy
Calling for his owl; Eris, he quickly tied the note to her leg and stroked her tawny feathers before taking her over to the window;
"Take this to Pansy O.K. I have to get some action from somewhere and that girl always did have skills you couldn't imagine."
He watched the bird fly into the bustle of the city, he knew that Pansy would interpret the message to his true request; when he asked for a quick drink he meant bed, and not to sleep either. He pressed his forehead against the cool glass of the window with a strange feeling in his heart; guilt? How could he feel guilty when he wasn't even seeing Ginny? He pushed the thought firmly out of his mind and wandered into the drawing room to see what was on T.V.
Ginny arrived home that night to see a blonde couple wriggling on the couch. As she edged closer she managed to identify one as Draco and the other... her heart almost and she let out a groan; damn that bloody Pansy Parkinson! She had kept her claws in him all through Hogwarts, couldn't she let someone else have a chance for once. She pulled herself together and acted as the couple on the couch weren't in the middle of a very heavy make- out session.
Pansy's crimson lipstick was smeared across her chin and her mascara was running with sweat, her hair had been pulled out of its stylish bun and fell over her shoulder in a long curly blonde wave, her shirt was undone exposing a lacy black bra that held in her glorious cleavage already glistening with sweat. Her short black skirt had ridden up her thighs so her matching black lacy suspender belt was clearly visible; it was also just as clear that she wasn't wearing anything else under her skirt but the black sheer stockings the suspender belt was holding up.
Draco had his shirt off and his belt half undone, sweat was running over his bare torso and he had Pansy's lipstick all over his mouth and chin, looking closely, Ginny noticed his eyes had the unfocused look of someone who had consumed a considerable amount of alcohol.
Neither of them seemed the notice that Ginny had returned so she silently hung her jacket by the front door and was almost past them when she heard Pansy start groaning. Unable to help herself she spun around and watched as Draco's fingers snaked their way up Pansy's thigh, disappearing between the soft creamy skin, reappearing before disappearing again.
Ginny felt physically ill at the sight of it and she darted out of the room and up the stairs, collapsing on her bed and sobbing hysterically into Zophyla's fur as she laid her head comfortingly on her mistress's shoulder.
Ginny had never admitted to anyone that she had fallen head over heels in love with Malfoy years ago. She hadn't even told her best girl friend; Hermione because she knew Hermione told her fiancé, Ron, everything and if he found out he would have bawled her out and then beat Malfoy to a pulp even though he didn't know himself.
Downstairs Malfoy had switched to autopilot while he pleasured Pansy; had he imagined the groan Ginny had let out when she had caught them? Had she really ran upstairs sobbing? He was pretty drunk, he'd had to as once he'd seen Pansy he had immediately regretted asking her out for no other reason than her hair was bottle-blonde not fiery red and her ice-cold blue eyes weren't warm and friendly brown ones.
But the instant he'd started comparing her Ginny he had wanted Ginny so bad he had to have whoever was offering. As that was Pansy he had then proceeded to order double Fire whiskeys one after the other, downing them so fast they barely touched his taste buds.
Once he was drunk enough to pretend Pansy was Ginny, which wasn't as hard as it should have been since he was seeing double and seemed to have lost all sense of colour for the time being, he had dragged Pansy outside, kissed her so fiercely she had complained of sore lips before hailing a cab to take them back to his new home.
They had only just started when Ginny had walked in and, as she had barely shown that she had even noticed them and Pansy hadn't even noticed her, he continued with his well-learned skills.
A few minutes later when Pansy dragged him up to his room he was so busy thinking of Ginny he didn't even notice that her door was slightly hazy which meant she had put a Silencing Charm on her room. And after Pansy had thrown him on the bed and climbed on top of him he closed his eyes; the alcohol was wearing off and the face that was above him was not the one he wanted to see.
A/N: The lyrics at the beginning are by Michelle Branch, 'Goodbye to You"
Also I do not own any of these characters unfortunately, if you see a name you don't recognise then it's probably mine