A/N: The lyrics are from 'U Got It Bad' by Usher
As always I don't own any of the characters Tab and Cliff
It's called 'Prophecies' because apparently when u have a dream and then cant remember it the next day it's supposed to be a vision, or so it says in this book thing my friend got me for Christmas hehe
Thanx to all for reviewing, you all rock! This chapter aint very long so apologies for that but ah well enjoy =) cheer babes xx
Chapter Seven – Prophecies
You know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house
You don't wanna have fun
It's all you think about
You got it bad when you're out with someone
But you keep on thinkin' bout somebody else
You got it bad
"Come on girl, you have to get out of the house, you can't just stay in here for the rest of your life."
Ginny looked up at Tab, her eyes huge and hollow, it had been three months since Draco had left to follow up Dumbledore's leads and he had never returned. His letters had slowed to one a week but no one would tell Ginny where he was or when he would come back. What made everything worse was Tab and Cliff were now officially a couple, Tab having rang Grant a few weeks ago to end it, and though they tried to hide it they were very much all over each other, having to touch all the time even if it was just a hand on the cheek.
Day after day she sat in his room, re-reading the letters he had sent her over and over, hardly eating and even less often leaving the house.
"Please, Ginny, please?"
Tab pleaded, nearly knocking Ginny over giving her a hug when she agreed. She quickly propelled Ginny into the bathroom and into the shower.
Half an hour later she was slumped on the couch in Fred and George's joke shop pretending to be interested in Hermione's baby talk. The baby was due in a few months and she was now obsessed, reading every book about pregnancy and labour she could get her hands on and forcing Ron to watch a video of a woman giving birth which gave him nightmares for a week.
Ginny nodded in all the right places, occasionally mumbling a yes or no where it was needed but not taking in any of what she was saying.
"Is she O.K?"
Fred asked anxiously, his eyes flickering over to his baby sister then back to Tab who was telling them all about Ginny's not eating.
"Not at all, she hasn't been to work for days; I have to keep ringing in saying she's ill."
Angelina glanced at Ginny huddled in her jacket and felt a great surge of pity.
"She liked him a lot didn't she?"
She whispered to Tab, lowering her voice even more when George and Ron stopped talking to turn and listen to them.
"She really did, she still does. I'm so scared guys."
Tab whispered, tears straining her voice.
"If he doesn't come back soon, I'm afraid it's going to kill her. She can't handle it; her body's weak as it is."
Ron gulped, his eyes widening as he stared at his little sister in terror, she wouldn't die would she? She couldn't die; she couldn't leave them all before she was an aunt.
Ginny pretended she couldn't hear what her family was saying about her, politely smiling at Hermione when she showed her a scan of the baby. So she was going to die was she? Maybe she would, she wasn't afraid of dying; no what scared her more was that she might actually welcome death.
"Is she going to the ball with you tonight?"
Angelina asked Tab, both of them still watching Ginny fearfully. Tab nodded before turning to Harry.
"I'm determined to get her to go, I'll tie her to my broom and fly her ass there if I have to."
Harry gave her a weak grin and joined the conversation.
"That's a good thing I suppose, maybe she'll meet some nice guy who'll take her mind off Malfoy."
Tab stared at him meditatively for a second making him blush.
"I never understood why you two didn't get together; we were all just waiting for it really."
Harry turned a dark shade of crimson and looked down at the floor, running a hand through his messy black hair.
"Dunno really, we were always too close, more like brother and sister than anything else. We did try kissing a few times but we always ended up laughing, it felt too weird."
Ron snapped his eyes over to Harry, striding over to him closely followed by George and Fred.
"What?"
He said sharply, making them jump and turn to look at him.
"Oh don't start Ron, you always said if it had to be somebody for your little sister, you'd prefer to be Harry then some person you don't know never mind trust."
Tab said impatiently, shoving Ron out of her way as she bent over the counter to get a bottle of water from her bag.
"Yeah well..."
Ron muttered, thrusting his hands into his pockets and looking down at the floor.
"Oh shut up Ronald, you're much too overprotective of the women in your life. I mean if you had noticed that your fiancée was drooling over a picture of Viktor Krum in 'Quidditch Weekly' you'd most likely have gone into a jealous rage and stamped on the magazine by now."
George cackled, nodding his head in Hermione's direction before winking at the others when Ron turned his back furiously.
"What!"
Ron howled, marching over to Hermione and snatching the magazine she was holding out of her hand.
"Ron?! What are you doing?"
Hermione shrieked, staring at him as though he'd gone mad.
Ron glanced down at the magazine he had scrunched up in his hand and winced; it was a baby magazine advertising baby clothes.
"George you..."
He bellowed at George who was smirking at him innocently, he was about to call him a few of the names he usually only saved for Snape and Malfoy when Hermione clapped a hand over his mouth
"Don't you dare swear in front of those children, Ronald Weasley!"
She warned, her eyes flashing dangerously as she tightened her grip on his cheeks. He nodded at her with widened eyes as she indicated the group of Hogwart's students, first years by the look of them, sniggering at him from behind a shelf filled with Fred and George's merchandise.
"Well I better get Ginny home so we can get ready for the party, Cliff should have picked up his tux by now. Merlin he's worse than a girl when it comes to clothes; they have to be the right length, the right style, the right fit, the right cut."
Tab rolled her eyes before kissing Angelina on the cheek, giving each of the boys a hug, George managing to steal a kiss on the lips again, before bustling over to rescue Ron and Ginny from Hermione who was ranting and raving at them about Ron's behaviour.
"Bye doll."
She grinned, kissing Ron on the cheek and grabbing Hermione's flailing arm to kiss her too before pulling Ginny over to say goodbye to everyone.
"Please Gin please please please?"
Tab pleaded, she was desperately worried about her best friend but she knew there was nothing she could do for her. At the moment she was trying to convince Ginny to attend the ball a distant cousin of Tab's was throwing but it was proving a lot more difficult than usual.
"Please? I've put the Detector's up all over the house and gardens, if he shows up we'll know!"
Ginny sighed and stared out of the window, she supposed she should go to the party, not that she wanted to but it would make Tab feel better and it wasn't fair to take her misery out on Tab. Admitting defeat she agreed and let Tab drag her into the shower, do her hair and makeup and force her into a long black ball dress.
Trailing up the long drive leading to the front door of the mansion Tab's cousin lived in, Ginny kept her eyes on the floor and cursed herself for agreeing to this. She obediently danced a couple of dances with the many men queuing up before she made her excuses and fled to the ladies.
Looking in the mirror she doubted she had ever looked more miserable, there was no warmth in her eyes any more and the weight was just dropping off her, a few more weeks and she'd be a skeleton. Tab skipped into the room and whirled her off for another dance, determined not to let her have a second to think about Draco.
After three more men had danced with her, her face was aching from forcing herself to smile and she just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Feeling a familiar grip on her she stared up into a pair of steel grey eyes framed by a halo of blond hair and she felt her knees give way.
Draco held her up and led her out of the room and down into the garden where they could have some peace. At first she collapsed into his arms and he held her, stroking her hair and murmuring endearments into her ear, but then the full impact of what was happening hit her and she jerked away from him. Glaring up at him with anger blazing in her eyes she pummelled his chest hard with both of her fists until he pulled her into his embrace and she stood with her head against his chest, hearing his heart beating slightly faster than normal against her ear.
"You son of a bitch."
She muttered quietly, feeling tears well up in her eyes at the hell he'd put her through for the last few months, she pulled away and glared up at him.
"Where the hell have you been?"
She hissed, her anger increasing when she saw how devastatingly handsome he looked silhouetted by the silver moonlight, his hands thrust into the pockets of his tuxedo.
"Well after the first week I was on my way to check out when Dumbledore appeared, telling me he had an undercover case I had to go on as no one else had gotten deeper than me the first time around. I couldn't even tell Cliff where I was going as I didn't know and once I got there I was stuck. There was no way I could get out until the mission had been completed, all letters were checked which is why I had to keep writing simple notes once a week. Hell even the bloody owls were frisked before we got our letters."
He said bitterly, glowering moodily into the distance, not looking at her for fear of what he might end up doing. After a few minutes of silence he couldn't help himself and he turned to look at her. She was gazing out at the sea which was just visible beyond the sloping lawns that made the gardens for the mansion, tears were silently slipping over her cheeks and her hair was escaping its jewelled clip and whipping across her face slowly in the breeze. Her skin was milky white in the moonlight and her dress made the slightest rustling sound as it blew against her legs, to Draco she looked like a living statue, and she had never looked more beautiful.
He moved in closer towards her, raising a hand to pull her towards him but she moved away. He didn't let that stop him but continued to lower his head towards hers, slowly inching his mouth closer and closer to hers, his eyes fluttering closed until a stinging blow across his face made him stumble back, his eyes flying open as he lifted his hand to his cheek.
"That was for leaving."
She snapped, shaking her hand at the burning sensations shooting through it. A grin slowly spread over his face as he took a step towards her once more, leaning in until they were the same distance as before.
"And for coming back?"
He breathed, his eyes never leaving hers as her breathing quickened.
"I haven't decided yet."
She whispered back, feeling his cold hand on the small of her back, pulling her towards him.
"Well there's just one problem."
He murmured, his lips just brushing hers as he spoke before he pulled back slightly.
"And what's that?"
She asked impatiently, the only problem she could think of right then was the several inches difference in space between her lips and his.
"At the moment I am freezing, and there are certain parts of my body I can't feel that I would like to have full use of later in life."
He grinned, briefly pressing his lips against hers before taking her hand in his and leading her back into the house.
"You're back!"
Tab shrieked, throwing herself on Draco when he had entered the mansion. Ginny stared at Tab incredulously, what was she doing?
"I'm so glad you're back, because now Cliff and I don't need to feel guilty about having fun. You and Ginny here can make your own, and on that note, me and Cliff are crashing here and then going on a trip to the seaside tomorrow for the weekend, so you have the house to yourselves. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
She called as Cliff dragged her upstairs after briefly hugging Draco and kissing Ginny on the cheek.
"Well that leaves room for a lot of things then!"
Ginny shouted back, laughing as Tab stuck her tongue out at her as Cliff swung her over his shoulder and carried her up the stairs, the pair of them screaming with laughter.
"Do you want to stay here for a while?"
Draco asked, turning to Ginny.
"No let's go home, its pretty late we should get to bed."
She blushed when she realised what she had said and looked down at the floor in embarrassment.
"I meant... we should go back and get some sleep."
She stammered, glaring at Draco when he gave a shout of laughter. She punched him on the arm before Apparating back to Sparrow House and collapsing onto the couch. She jumped as Draco Apparated right next to her with a start.
She looked at him for a few seconds before pulling him towards her for a kiss, she lay back on the couch, pulling him on top of her and he had to use every ounce of restrain he had to himself control. Deepening the kiss Ginny twisted his hair around her finger and allowed him to open her mouth with his tongue, his hands caressing her sides.
"Ginny?"
He whispered against her lips and she melted, staring up at him with desire in his eyes almost matching his. He knew he was going to regret it later but he had to make sure;
"Ginny, how far do you want me to go? I don't want you to do something tonight you'll regret tomorrow."
She stared at him as she took in what he was saying, her heart pounding as fast as she could feel his was beneath her fingers.
"Maybe we shouldn't tonight, to be sure."
He answered for her, getting up before he could change his mind. He kissed her gently on the lips and retreated to his bedroom.
Ginny lay back down on the couch, staring up at the ceiling where curious shadows were being cast by the flickering flames in the fireplace. She knew it was getting harder and harder for the two of them to break and way and sooner or later he wasn't going to stop. She kind of liked the idea and smiled to herself; yes she wouldn't stop him next time, she was ready for this.
Creeping into her bed ten minutes later she suddenly felt cold and a bad feeling swept over her. She quickly scrambled out of bed and tiptoed down the hall to Draco's room to check he was still there. When she saw him sleeping peacefully she couldn't resist brushing his hair out of his eyes and she shuddered as she thought of her lonely cold bed down the hall. It couldn't hurt could it? She thought to herself before slipping under his quilts and snuggling up to his warmth.
"Gin?"
He mumbled sleepily, feeling someone next to him and hoping it was her not bloody Pansy trying it on again.
"Mmm?"
She mumbled, her eyes closed as she pulled the blanket over her.
"What are you doing?"
He asked gently, praying to god she was going to give him the answer he wanted. She didn't;
"You don't mind do you? I had a terrible feeling when I got into my bed."
She felt him shake his head next to her and she arched her body into his, snuggling her head into the pillow and curling her arms together under her chin. He shuffled his arm under her and held her towards him, thinking how ironic it was that he had used all his strength to stop himself before and now she had come to him. He rested his other arm on her hip, his lips right next to her forehead.
"Ginny?"
He mumbled into her hair, she made a non committal noise in the back of her throat to prove she was listening.
"I'm glad you're here and everything but..."
Ginny's eyes flew open and she stared at his silhouette.
"But?"
She prompted, licking her lips nervously, pressing against his chest as his heartbeat thundered in her ear, calm and rhythmic.
"Could I possibly have some of my covers back?"
He laughed, hearing the tension in her voice. She laughed and wiggled around a bit to loosen the covers up from around them; she started and looked up at him when he groaned;
"Merlin! You can't do that when you're pressed up against me girl! If you're gonna do that you have to follow it up with something, I can't handle it if you don't. You're gonna kill me one day."
He moaned when she did it again and she giggled doing it once more before she sensed he was serious about what he had said and she snuggled back down into the bed, his heart beat lulling her to sleep.
Draco lay and listened to her breathing for a logn time, the exquisite agony of holding her this close but knowing she still wasn't his was killing him more than she'd ever know. Eventually her rhythmic breathing eased him into sleep and he spent the night dreaming of his and Ginny's children, yet when he woke up the next morning, he couldn't remember any of it.
As always I don't own any of the characters Tab and Cliff
It's called 'Prophecies' because apparently when u have a dream and then cant remember it the next day it's supposed to be a vision, or so it says in this book thing my friend got me for Christmas hehe
Thanx to all for reviewing, you all rock! This chapter aint very long so apologies for that but ah well enjoy =) cheer babes xx
Chapter Seven – Prophecies
You know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house
You don't wanna have fun
It's all you think about
You got it bad when you're out with someone
But you keep on thinkin' bout somebody else
You got it bad
"Come on girl, you have to get out of the house, you can't just stay in here for the rest of your life."
Ginny looked up at Tab, her eyes huge and hollow, it had been three months since Draco had left to follow up Dumbledore's leads and he had never returned. His letters had slowed to one a week but no one would tell Ginny where he was or when he would come back. What made everything worse was Tab and Cliff were now officially a couple, Tab having rang Grant a few weeks ago to end it, and though they tried to hide it they were very much all over each other, having to touch all the time even if it was just a hand on the cheek.
Day after day she sat in his room, re-reading the letters he had sent her over and over, hardly eating and even less often leaving the house.
"Please, Ginny, please?"
Tab pleaded, nearly knocking Ginny over giving her a hug when she agreed. She quickly propelled Ginny into the bathroom and into the shower.
Half an hour later she was slumped on the couch in Fred and George's joke shop pretending to be interested in Hermione's baby talk. The baby was due in a few months and she was now obsessed, reading every book about pregnancy and labour she could get her hands on and forcing Ron to watch a video of a woman giving birth which gave him nightmares for a week.
Ginny nodded in all the right places, occasionally mumbling a yes or no where it was needed but not taking in any of what she was saying.
"Is she O.K?"
Fred asked anxiously, his eyes flickering over to his baby sister then back to Tab who was telling them all about Ginny's not eating.
"Not at all, she hasn't been to work for days; I have to keep ringing in saying she's ill."
Angelina glanced at Ginny huddled in her jacket and felt a great surge of pity.
"She liked him a lot didn't she?"
She whispered to Tab, lowering her voice even more when George and Ron stopped talking to turn and listen to them.
"She really did, she still does. I'm so scared guys."
Tab whispered, tears straining her voice.
"If he doesn't come back soon, I'm afraid it's going to kill her. She can't handle it; her body's weak as it is."
Ron gulped, his eyes widening as he stared at his little sister in terror, she wouldn't die would she? She couldn't die; she couldn't leave them all before she was an aunt.
Ginny pretended she couldn't hear what her family was saying about her, politely smiling at Hermione when she showed her a scan of the baby. So she was going to die was she? Maybe she would, she wasn't afraid of dying; no what scared her more was that she might actually welcome death.
"Is she going to the ball with you tonight?"
Angelina asked Tab, both of them still watching Ginny fearfully. Tab nodded before turning to Harry.
"I'm determined to get her to go, I'll tie her to my broom and fly her ass there if I have to."
Harry gave her a weak grin and joined the conversation.
"That's a good thing I suppose, maybe she'll meet some nice guy who'll take her mind off Malfoy."
Tab stared at him meditatively for a second making him blush.
"I never understood why you two didn't get together; we were all just waiting for it really."
Harry turned a dark shade of crimson and looked down at the floor, running a hand through his messy black hair.
"Dunno really, we were always too close, more like brother and sister than anything else. We did try kissing a few times but we always ended up laughing, it felt too weird."
Ron snapped his eyes over to Harry, striding over to him closely followed by George and Fred.
"What?"
He said sharply, making them jump and turn to look at him.
"Oh don't start Ron, you always said if it had to be somebody for your little sister, you'd prefer to be Harry then some person you don't know never mind trust."
Tab said impatiently, shoving Ron out of her way as she bent over the counter to get a bottle of water from her bag.
"Yeah well..."
Ron muttered, thrusting his hands into his pockets and looking down at the floor.
"Oh shut up Ronald, you're much too overprotective of the women in your life. I mean if you had noticed that your fiancée was drooling over a picture of Viktor Krum in 'Quidditch Weekly' you'd most likely have gone into a jealous rage and stamped on the magazine by now."
George cackled, nodding his head in Hermione's direction before winking at the others when Ron turned his back furiously.
"What!"
Ron howled, marching over to Hermione and snatching the magazine she was holding out of her hand.
"Ron?! What are you doing?"
Hermione shrieked, staring at him as though he'd gone mad.
Ron glanced down at the magazine he had scrunched up in his hand and winced; it was a baby magazine advertising baby clothes.
"George you..."
He bellowed at George who was smirking at him innocently, he was about to call him a few of the names he usually only saved for Snape and Malfoy when Hermione clapped a hand over his mouth
"Don't you dare swear in front of those children, Ronald Weasley!"
She warned, her eyes flashing dangerously as she tightened her grip on his cheeks. He nodded at her with widened eyes as she indicated the group of Hogwart's students, first years by the look of them, sniggering at him from behind a shelf filled with Fred and George's merchandise.
"Well I better get Ginny home so we can get ready for the party, Cliff should have picked up his tux by now. Merlin he's worse than a girl when it comes to clothes; they have to be the right length, the right style, the right fit, the right cut."
Tab rolled her eyes before kissing Angelina on the cheek, giving each of the boys a hug, George managing to steal a kiss on the lips again, before bustling over to rescue Ron and Ginny from Hermione who was ranting and raving at them about Ron's behaviour.
"Bye doll."
She grinned, kissing Ron on the cheek and grabbing Hermione's flailing arm to kiss her too before pulling Ginny over to say goodbye to everyone.
"Please Gin please please please?"
Tab pleaded, she was desperately worried about her best friend but she knew there was nothing she could do for her. At the moment she was trying to convince Ginny to attend the ball a distant cousin of Tab's was throwing but it was proving a lot more difficult than usual.
"Please? I've put the Detector's up all over the house and gardens, if he shows up we'll know!"
Ginny sighed and stared out of the window, she supposed she should go to the party, not that she wanted to but it would make Tab feel better and it wasn't fair to take her misery out on Tab. Admitting defeat she agreed and let Tab drag her into the shower, do her hair and makeup and force her into a long black ball dress.
Trailing up the long drive leading to the front door of the mansion Tab's cousin lived in, Ginny kept her eyes on the floor and cursed herself for agreeing to this. She obediently danced a couple of dances with the many men queuing up before she made her excuses and fled to the ladies.
Looking in the mirror she doubted she had ever looked more miserable, there was no warmth in her eyes any more and the weight was just dropping off her, a few more weeks and she'd be a skeleton. Tab skipped into the room and whirled her off for another dance, determined not to let her have a second to think about Draco.
After three more men had danced with her, her face was aching from forcing herself to smile and she just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Feeling a familiar grip on her she stared up into a pair of steel grey eyes framed by a halo of blond hair and she felt her knees give way.
Draco held her up and led her out of the room and down into the garden where they could have some peace. At first she collapsed into his arms and he held her, stroking her hair and murmuring endearments into her ear, but then the full impact of what was happening hit her and she jerked away from him. Glaring up at him with anger blazing in her eyes she pummelled his chest hard with both of her fists until he pulled her into his embrace and she stood with her head against his chest, hearing his heart beating slightly faster than normal against her ear.
"You son of a bitch."
She muttered quietly, feeling tears well up in her eyes at the hell he'd put her through for the last few months, she pulled away and glared up at him.
"Where the hell have you been?"
She hissed, her anger increasing when she saw how devastatingly handsome he looked silhouetted by the silver moonlight, his hands thrust into the pockets of his tuxedo.
"Well after the first week I was on my way to check out when Dumbledore appeared, telling me he had an undercover case I had to go on as no one else had gotten deeper than me the first time around. I couldn't even tell Cliff where I was going as I didn't know and once I got there I was stuck. There was no way I could get out until the mission had been completed, all letters were checked which is why I had to keep writing simple notes once a week. Hell even the bloody owls were frisked before we got our letters."
He said bitterly, glowering moodily into the distance, not looking at her for fear of what he might end up doing. After a few minutes of silence he couldn't help himself and he turned to look at her. She was gazing out at the sea which was just visible beyond the sloping lawns that made the gardens for the mansion, tears were silently slipping over her cheeks and her hair was escaping its jewelled clip and whipping across her face slowly in the breeze. Her skin was milky white in the moonlight and her dress made the slightest rustling sound as it blew against her legs, to Draco she looked like a living statue, and she had never looked more beautiful.
He moved in closer towards her, raising a hand to pull her towards him but she moved away. He didn't let that stop him but continued to lower his head towards hers, slowly inching his mouth closer and closer to hers, his eyes fluttering closed until a stinging blow across his face made him stumble back, his eyes flying open as he lifted his hand to his cheek.
"That was for leaving."
She snapped, shaking her hand at the burning sensations shooting through it. A grin slowly spread over his face as he took a step towards her once more, leaning in until they were the same distance as before.
"And for coming back?"
He breathed, his eyes never leaving hers as her breathing quickened.
"I haven't decided yet."
She whispered back, feeling his cold hand on the small of her back, pulling her towards him.
"Well there's just one problem."
He murmured, his lips just brushing hers as he spoke before he pulled back slightly.
"And what's that?"
She asked impatiently, the only problem she could think of right then was the several inches difference in space between her lips and his.
"At the moment I am freezing, and there are certain parts of my body I can't feel that I would like to have full use of later in life."
He grinned, briefly pressing his lips against hers before taking her hand in his and leading her back into the house.
"You're back!"
Tab shrieked, throwing herself on Draco when he had entered the mansion. Ginny stared at Tab incredulously, what was she doing?
"I'm so glad you're back, because now Cliff and I don't need to feel guilty about having fun. You and Ginny here can make your own, and on that note, me and Cliff are crashing here and then going on a trip to the seaside tomorrow for the weekend, so you have the house to yourselves. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
She called as Cliff dragged her upstairs after briefly hugging Draco and kissing Ginny on the cheek.
"Well that leaves room for a lot of things then!"
Ginny shouted back, laughing as Tab stuck her tongue out at her as Cliff swung her over his shoulder and carried her up the stairs, the pair of them screaming with laughter.
"Do you want to stay here for a while?"
Draco asked, turning to Ginny.
"No let's go home, its pretty late we should get to bed."
She blushed when she realised what she had said and looked down at the floor in embarrassment.
"I meant... we should go back and get some sleep."
She stammered, glaring at Draco when he gave a shout of laughter. She punched him on the arm before Apparating back to Sparrow House and collapsing onto the couch. She jumped as Draco Apparated right next to her with a start.
She looked at him for a few seconds before pulling him towards her for a kiss, she lay back on the couch, pulling him on top of her and he had to use every ounce of restrain he had to himself control. Deepening the kiss Ginny twisted his hair around her finger and allowed him to open her mouth with his tongue, his hands caressing her sides.
"Ginny?"
He whispered against her lips and she melted, staring up at him with desire in his eyes almost matching his. He knew he was going to regret it later but he had to make sure;
"Ginny, how far do you want me to go? I don't want you to do something tonight you'll regret tomorrow."
She stared at him as she took in what he was saying, her heart pounding as fast as she could feel his was beneath her fingers.
"Maybe we shouldn't tonight, to be sure."
He answered for her, getting up before he could change his mind. He kissed her gently on the lips and retreated to his bedroom.
Ginny lay back down on the couch, staring up at the ceiling where curious shadows were being cast by the flickering flames in the fireplace. She knew it was getting harder and harder for the two of them to break and way and sooner or later he wasn't going to stop. She kind of liked the idea and smiled to herself; yes she wouldn't stop him next time, she was ready for this.
Creeping into her bed ten minutes later she suddenly felt cold and a bad feeling swept over her. She quickly scrambled out of bed and tiptoed down the hall to Draco's room to check he was still there. When she saw him sleeping peacefully she couldn't resist brushing his hair out of his eyes and she shuddered as she thought of her lonely cold bed down the hall. It couldn't hurt could it? She thought to herself before slipping under his quilts and snuggling up to his warmth.
"Gin?"
He mumbled sleepily, feeling someone next to him and hoping it was her not bloody Pansy trying it on again.
"Mmm?"
She mumbled, her eyes closed as she pulled the blanket over her.
"What are you doing?"
He asked gently, praying to god she was going to give him the answer he wanted. She didn't;
"You don't mind do you? I had a terrible feeling when I got into my bed."
She felt him shake his head next to her and she arched her body into his, snuggling her head into the pillow and curling her arms together under her chin. He shuffled his arm under her and held her towards him, thinking how ironic it was that he had used all his strength to stop himself before and now she had come to him. He rested his other arm on her hip, his lips right next to her forehead.
"Ginny?"
He mumbled into her hair, she made a non committal noise in the back of her throat to prove she was listening.
"I'm glad you're here and everything but..."
Ginny's eyes flew open and she stared at his silhouette.
"But?"
She prompted, licking her lips nervously, pressing against his chest as his heartbeat thundered in her ear, calm and rhythmic.
"Could I possibly have some of my covers back?"
He laughed, hearing the tension in her voice. She laughed and wiggled around a bit to loosen the covers up from around them; she started and looked up at him when he groaned;
"Merlin! You can't do that when you're pressed up against me girl! If you're gonna do that you have to follow it up with something, I can't handle it if you don't. You're gonna kill me one day."
He moaned when she did it again and she giggled doing it once more before she sensed he was serious about what he had said and she snuggled back down into the bed, his heart beat lulling her to sleep.
Draco lay and listened to her breathing for a logn time, the exquisite agony of holding her this close but knowing she still wasn't his was killing him more than she'd ever know. Eventually her rhythmic breathing eased him into sleep and he spent the night dreaming of his and Ginny's children, yet when he woke up the next morning, he couldn't remember any of it.