Chapter Four
Ginny and Draco left Diagon alley promptly after the 'deatheater' scene.
"Malfoy," Ginny started once they were in the safety of Draco's office.
"Don't start, because I don't want to hear it." Draco spat at her as he slumped into his office chair, swinging his legs onto the desktop.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry you arrogant prick!" Ginny yelled, walking over to the desk and pushing his feet off. The mud from his shoes crumpled on the desk and Ginny wrinkled her nose at it.
"I don't need your pity Weasel." Draco said threw clenched teeth. Ginny make a 'psh' sound and crossed her arms.
"Tell me, why in Merlin's name, I would pity your pampered....tush?" Ginny asked.
"Don't pretend you don't know what just happened! You know exactly what happened back...there." Draco motioned towards the fireplace as it explained everything.
"Actually, no, I don't. Why don't YOU tell me what happened!?" Ginny said. Draco's eyes flashed a pained look and went back to their normal cool gaze, and she suddenly wished she knew what he did.
"Fuck you Weasel." Draco said as he stood headed for the door.
He reached for the door's handle and she panicked. Ginny slipped between him and the door. Draco's hand held tightly on the handle as Ginny's back rubbed on it. He took a small step forward and she pressed herself to the door.
Ginny leaned her head forward and stopped a centimeter from Draco's lips.
"Tell me..." Ginny whispered onto his lips. Draco leaned forward to close the distance but Ginny moved her head slightly back, so that their faces were still close, but not touching. "Tell me Draco..." Ginny said.
He looked in her pleading eyes and took a couple steps back.
"You honestly don't know?" Draco laughed.
"No." Ginny said rolling her eyes at his inferior smirk.
"I was sent to Azkaban on charges of being related with deatheater activities. I had been there since I left school in my seventh year. Recently, I was excused by Dumbledore, of my life sentence."
Ginny looked at him as if he had grown a second head. Slightly startled she shifted her weight from her left foot, to the right, and back again.
"Eck-excused?" Ginny asked.
"Yes." Draco replied shortly.
"And wh-why would Dumbledore excuse you?" Ginny asked.
"You'll never know now will you?" Draco said. Ginny tried to concentrate on breathing. "So, how does it feel living in a house with a convicted deatheater?" Draco asked clearly amused.
Ginny narrowed her eyes, and made to slap his face, but Draco caught her hand, pulling her tightly against him. Slowly he leaned down and kissed her lips softly. Ginny moved slightly back in surprise. He grinned devilishly and pulled her back to him hungrily. Ginny kissed him back with the same passion and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Draco picked her up with his arms around her waist guiding her to the chaise lounge chair. Ginny's throat closed up and memory's of past nights filled her head. She shoved Draco away and kicked him swiftly between his legs. Draco let out loud cry in pain, and his face contorted into a wince. Ginny gasped in shock at the look of Draco.
"It feels the same as kissing one." Ginny told him walking out of the room.
"YEAH! WELL YOU'LL NEVER FEEL THAT AGAIN!" Draco yelled out.
"Yeah yeah yeah. All I keep hearing is BLAH BLAH BLAH!" Ginny yelled in the echoing hallway.
"GET BACK HERE!" Draco yelled from the room. Ginny laughed going up the stairs and it echoed back to the open office door. He grimaced and stood slowly. "Marie."
Marie the house elf popped into his room and looked at the clenched face of Draco.
"Yes Master?" She asked uncertainly.
"Ice. Get me some bloody ice." Draco said. The house elf looked to where his hand was resting, on his abdomen, and snickered.
"Right away young Master...Should I take some for the woman Malfoy's foot?" Marie asked with an amused look.
"Marie, don't make me Crucio your arse! GET ME ICE!" Draco yelled. The elf skidded out of the room, and then came back in with a bag of ice.
Draco snatched the ice and placed it on the inflicted area.
"Marie, lock her in her room." Draco told the elf. She nodded and left.
Draco smirked to himself and laid back on the chaise chair. Tonight was going to certainly be interesting.
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Ginny looked at her clock as she sat on her bed bored out of her mind. It was five twenty five. She sighed as her stomach growled with hunger. She would have to face him. She knew she had to, but her mind was yelling NO! IT'S A TRAP! Her stomach on the other hand disagreed. It was a fight.
'To starve in the cold room, or not to...' Ginny thought as her stomach gave another loud grumble of protest.
"ERGH!" Ginny cried out frustrated as she got up from the bed. She walked over to the door, and went to rip it open, only to find it wouldn't open.
"HANNAH!" Ginny yelled. The elf popped into her room and smiled broadly.
"Yes Mrs. Malfoy?" Hannah buzzed.
"Why is my door locked Hannah? Do you know?" Ginny asked her sweetly.
"Your husband ordered it be locked."
Ginny winced and shivered.
"You mean Draco Malfoy ordered my door be locked?" Ginny questioned. The elf smiled slightly and nodded. "Can you unlock it for me?"
"No Hannah's not allowed to unlock misses' door!" The elf said fearfully.
"Oh but Hannah...Uh, you...yes you promised me that you would take me to dinner on time! You promised me first, so you are there by obligated to take me!!" Ginny told the uncertain looking elf. Slowly the elf nodded and pointed towards the door.
"You go out that door," Hannah started.
"No! You promised YOU would TAKE me! So I wouldn't get lost." Ginny said. The elf winced and banged its head on the floor. "DON'T!" Ginny yelled grabbing the elf.
"Never mind. Please, go tell Draco I need to speak to him at once...no wait, tell him that I am waiting for him in my room, and that I have a surprise for him as an apology." Ginny said. The elf smiled and thanked Ginny.
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"Mas-sster?"
Draco grinned and nodded at the elf.
"Yes I hear you. Leave me to eat my dinner. Do not go back into her room." Draco told the stuttering elf. Hannah quickly ran out of the room as soon as she was dismissed.
Draco slowly ate his dinner and after he was done, had a plate made for Ginevra.
He walked up the cold steps headed for her room.
'A surprise she says....Merlin knows that I haven't had 'surprise' in forever...' Draco thought as he walked down their hallway. He passed her door and went into his room setting the food down. Slowly he went back to her door and knocked.
"Come in," said a husky voice. Draco shivered and opened the door only to be met with a fist, directed straight at his face. Draco fell back onto the ground holding his split bleeding lip.
"Bloody HELL!" He yelled at her.
"That, is for locking me in my room you pompous ARSE!!" Ginny yelled. "Just who do you think you are?!"
"I think I am the person who is saving your life! Pompous arse you say? Was I a pompous arse when I brought you back here instead of leaving you where that man could come and find you? Have I MADE you tell me anything? NO! And you go and punch me in the lip. Bloody hell!" Draco spat.
Ginny's eyes opened wide and she seemed to be thinking. Slowly she extended a hand to Draco. He looked at it and smirked as he yanked her down to the ground and shifted on top of her.
"Draco Malfoy, you get your greasy arse off of me!" Ginny said threw clenched teeth.
"Greasy? What are you going on about?" Draco asked propping himself up on his elbow.
"Your hair." Ginny said looking up to it. It was falling into his eyes sexily and didn't look like it had any grease in it.
"Yes, my hair." Draco said taking her hand in his and running it threw his hair. Ginny inhaled quickly at the soft feeling. Draco smirked as her hand gently went though his hair, playing with it without his hand as a guide.
"So soft..." she muttered. Draco's smirk faded a little and he almost felt bad for mulling her down...almost. Slowly he pulled her hand away from him and stood up, pulling her with him. Ginny looked positively stunned.
"Now that you have offended me, punched me, kicked me, and pretty much jumped me, I think I will go to bed." Draco snarled. Ginny looked at him oddly as he pushed her into her room and closed the door.
Suddenly, she wasn't so hungry any more....just nauseous. She went over to her bed to lie down. She was so cold and her entire body was aching with an unidentifiable pain.
'What's wrong with me?' Ginny thought.
She lay in her bed staring at her ceiling for what seemed like an hour. Finally, she stood and walked to her door. It was unlocked. She smiled and walked out of it and into the dark hall way.
"Hannah?" Ginny whispered into the darkness.
"Yes!?" Hannah asked loudly.
"SH! Whisper. Is their any lights in this hallway?" Ginny asked. The elf shook her head no. "Goodnight Hannah thanks." Ginny said as she headed down the halls.
She began wandering around the house, opening doors as she went. After traveling up the staircase two flights, she found what she was looking for, a large library.
The library was as big as Hogwarts, no, larger. Ginny sighed as she looked up. The books reached the tall ceiling on huge shelves; they must have been at least four houses high, with landings with ladders at each different floor. (A/N-Think Beauty and the Beast.) She giggled and touched a shelf, looking at the books.
The first floor looked harmless enough. Its was history there for Ginny was disinterested. She climbed the wooden ladder to the next floor and began looking around. She sighed. Magical Creatures, just what she wanted to read. She climbed up another floor of the ladder and looked around. It was a mix of books.
'Heal you Head....Meet your Feet....Ok, the Malfoy's are officially weird.' Ginny thought as she fingered the books spines. 'Heal your Cuts Vol. 2....Love Potion Number Nine Myth or Fact...' Ginny sighed and went to the next floor and looked around.
She determinedly searched the last floor until she came upon a book, which was misplaced, upside down. Ginny pulled it out curious and looked at the title.
'The Life Of the Malfoy.....oh Merlin! THEY DO HAVE A HAND BOOK!' Ginny silently laughed and opened the book. Instead of finding what she thought would be how to smirk, she read a date, then a journal entry.
Curiously she read.
"Father says that the life of a Malfoy is great. I do have to say, at times I believe him...almost. He doesn't love mother and I know it. She knows it too, and I really don't understand why they are still together. Until now. It's the life of a Malfoy. Father's and Mother's marriage was arranged by the Dark Lord.
The Dark Lord. My life has already been stamped 'DEATHEATER' across my forehead, though some how I know, that will never be. Its not who I am. I'm a leader, not a follower, plus, who wants to follow some old bag, following Potter.
Harry Bloody Potter. Sodding Git! That's what he is-" The entry stopped there, and the next day was picked up again.
"Father found me, asked me what I was doing. Lucky for me I had picked up that Dark Arts book thing. He only back handed me today...better than yesterday. Called me a 'fucking pussy' for reading, said I should be cursing the elf's with what I already know. I know all the dark curses, but the elves are my only friends while I'm here at the Manor....That's another thing, when you're a Malfoy, your supposed to run around cursing helpless ugly things. I don't want to do that...does that mean I'm not a Malfoy?
Am I not a Malfoy? Does the Malfoy blood not bleed from me?
I guess I should walk around pointing at things going 'curse this' 'curse that' 'I'm a Malfoy-so CURSE YOU!'? Does that sound right? No, no. I forgot, you have to smirk while doing it. Merlin. The smirks. Don't get me wrong, I love a good smirk, but come on! 'Smirk this' 'Smirk that'.....Malfoy Malfoy Malfoy! It's got to be easier to be a Weasley. Poor and Happy.
Dear Merlin!? Did I just mention Weasley? It would be easier to be them? Wow...I feel dirty now. I rather be Rich and Miserable then to carry that vile name Weasley. Night...I have to bathe."
Ginny angrily slammed the book, before reopening it to the next page.
"Back to school. Great. Another year with oaffise and bofise. Another year with Bloody Potter and Weasley and Mud blood. Thank Merlin it's the last year....Father's calling...Mother is to take me to the train. Till then...
I hate this bloody train. It's so bloody boring. I was walking around, and stumbled upon that little girl Weasley and some brute making out. She didn't look to happy about it...Strangely enough I didn't like it either. I went to find Potter and his posse in their regular compartment. I told Weasel six, and he went to find Weasel seven with ugly brute. Ok, so I didn't tell him. I pulled a Malfoy and did a
Smirk-Curse your sister
HA! If only. More like I did an 'your sister the little tramp is about to shag that ugly brute in the last cabin...looks like she gets more than you and mud.' That's about the time Potter opened his mouth to say something like 'Oh! I want to be a Hero!' and left the compartment. Almost feel sorry for the little chit. Having to put up with all of Potters ignorant bull and her brothers ignorant speech impediment, must be tough.
Anyways-" Ginny's head snapped up as she heard the door open and close. Someone was in the library. Ginny prayed it was an elf and not Draco.
Ginny peeked behind the banister and saw Draco pull a book out from in front of the sofa. It opened the wall and a muggle's stereo and TV appeared. Ginny almost laughed at the irony, until she saw what he was wearing. Red silk boxers adorned his lean muscular body, and his soft hair that she had ran her hands through earlier was messy looking.
He turned on a CD and laid down on the black leather lazy boy sofa. Ginny took a deep intake of breath, and dirt from the book flew into her mouth, and up her nose.
'DON'T SNEZZE!' Ginny coaxed herself as she listened to the music.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
"CHUE!" Ginny let out. Immediately the music shut off and she could hear him coming up the ladder. Ginny shoved the book back and looked around for a decoy. She found a romance novel and pretended to be totally absorbed in it.
"YOU!?" Draco yelled when he found her in the corner, his wand outstretched. (Minds out of the gutter....for a little bit)
Ginny looked at the wand.
"Are you going to curse me?" She asked wondering where he had the wand earlier.
"No." Draco said lowering his wand. "What are you doing up so late?"
"I couldn't sleep...how late is it?"
"What are you reading?" Draco asked eyeing the shelf suspiciously.
"I'm reading.... 'Loves Curses'...why?" Ginny said.
"No you weren't." Draco said sighing. Ginny looked at him innocently.
"Yes I am..."
"Don't lie to me." Draco told her.
"I'm NOT LIEING!" Ginny yelled at him.
"Fine! What's it about!?"
"These to people, a man and a woman are falling in love, but they don't even realize it!" Ginny shot back at him. Draco rolled his eyes.
"Actually, that's near the end of the book and you're at the beginning. At first they hate each other and he goes to kill her, but he cant because of the LOVES CURSE," he stressed the title, "is on her. You were reading my journal. I know you were. I always leave it here." Draco pointed to the spot were his journal should be, "and now its here, and right side up." He pointed to his journal and raised an eyebrow.
Ginny threw 'Loves Curse' over the banister and grabbed his Journal, shoving past him.
"What are you doing?" Draco asked annoyed.
"I wasn't finished." Ginny told him.
"With what? YOUR NOT READING MY JOURNAL ANY MORE THAN YOU HAVE!!" Draco spat at her. Ginny grinned at him.
"Boo Who. So Curse me." Ginny said happily. Draco shot her a death glare. "No smirk?"
"GIVE ME THE BOOK!" Draco yelled.
"NO! THIS IS A LIBRARY!" Ginny shot back. Draco seemed to be thinking about it and then nodded.
"Fine, take it." Ginny looked at Draco in astonishment. "You'll wish you hadn't though, once you read it all."
"What's in it?" Ginny asked.
"Get out of my way Weasel." Draco spat at her.
"You forgot seven." She shot back. Draco raised the previously raised eyebrow.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm Weasel Seven. Don't confuse me with Weasel's One through Six." Ginny laughed. Draco looked amused but didn't laugh.
"Give me my book." He said in what one would think was nice for a Malfoy.
Ginny raised an eyebrow mimicking him and pointed her finger at a book.
"Don't look at me book! CURSES TO YOU!" Ginny laughed and winked at him. Draco let out a tiny laugh that sounded like huha!
"Don't laugh at me boy! CURSES TO YOU!" Ginny giggled out. Draco laughed a little more and smiled until it reached his shining eyes. Ginny stopped giggling and looked at him. He was extremely handsome when he smiled like that.
Draco's face sobered into a smirk as she looked him over with hungry eyes.
"You did it wrong. You say it like this, CURSES, and then a smirk with a little stalling, narrow your eyes and then, to you. Make sure the to you is emotionless. Oh and the smirk has to be just perfect." Draco joked. He smiled and looked at her laughing form.
'Did I just make a joke?' he thought. His face went blank and his eyes lost their shine.
"Goodnight Weasley." Draco said coldly. Ginny was startled at his change and stepped closer to him.
"What's wrong?" She asked. Draco's face hardened.
"Nothing little Weasel." Draco said. Ginny looked at him curiously.
"Something is wrong, a second ago you were all 'curses' with me, and now your all...I'm Malfoy on me." Ginny looked at him pleadingly.
"Well it's a funny thing; my name is Malfoy, which means I am one." Draco said in a bored voice.
"A Malfoy wouldn't kiss a Weasley like you did." Ginny countered. Draco looked back at her and shrugged.
Ginny smirked and pulled his head down kiss him on the lips. Draco made no move to stop her and for the first few seconds, didn't react. Slowly he started kissing back, and Ginny pulled away.
"Night....Malfoy One." Ginny said the journal tightly in her hands.
"Evening Weasel Seven." Draco called to her as she went down the ladder.
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Ginny and Draco left Diagon alley promptly after the 'deatheater' scene.
"Malfoy," Ginny started once they were in the safety of Draco's office.
"Don't start, because I don't want to hear it." Draco spat at her as he slumped into his office chair, swinging his legs onto the desktop.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry you arrogant prick!" Ginny yelled, walking over to the desk and pushing his feet off. The mud from his shoes crumpled on the desk and Ginny wrinkled her nose at it.
"I don't need your pity Weasel." Draco said threw clenched teeth. Ginny make a 'psh' sound and crossed her arms.
"Tell me, why in Merlin's name, I would pity your pampered....tush?" Ginny asked.
"Don't pretend you don't know what just happened! You know exactly what happened back...there." Draco motioned towards the fireplace as it explained everything.
"Actually, no, I don't. Why don't YOU tell me what happened!?" Ginny said. Draco's eyes flashed a pained look and went back to their normal cool gaze, and she suddenly wished she knew what he did.
"Fuck you Weasel." Draco said as he stood headed for the door.
He reached for the door's handle and she panicked. Ginny slipped between him and the door. Draco's hand held tightly on the handle as Ginny's back rubbed on it. He took a small step forward and she pressed herself to the door.
Ginny leaned her head forward and stopped a centimeter from Draco's lips.
"Tell me..." Ginny whispered onto his lips. Draco leaned forward to close the distance but Ginny moved her head slightly back, so that their faces were still close, but not touching. "Tell me Draco..." Ginny said.
He looked in her pleading eyes and took a couple steps back.
"You honestly don't know?" Draco laughed.
"No." Ginny said rolling her eyes at his inferior smirk.
"I was sent to Azkaban on charges of being related with deatheater activities. I had been there since I left school in my seventh year. Recently, I was excused by Dumbledore, of my life sentence."
Ginny looked at him as if he had grown a second head. Slightly startled she shifted her weight from her left foot, to the right, and back again.
"Eck-excused?" Ginny asked.
"Yes." Draco replied shortly.
"And wh-why would Dumbledore excuse you?" Ginny asked.
"You'll never know now will you?" Draco said. Ginny tried to concentrate on breathing. "So, how does it feel living in a house with a convicted deatheater?" Draco asked clearly amused.
Ginny narrowed her eyes, and made to slap his face, but Draco caught her hand, pulling her tightly against him. Slowly he leaned down and kissed her lips softly. Ginny moved slightly back in surprise. He grinned devilishly and pulled her back to him hungrily. Ginny kissed him back with the same passion and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Draco picked her up with his arms around her waist guiding her to the chaise lounge chair. Ginny's throat closed up and memory's of past nights filled her head. She shoved Draco away and kicked him swiftly between his legs. Draco let out loud cry in pain, and his face contorted into a wince. Ginny gasped in shock at the look of Draco.
"It feels the same as kissing one." Ginny told him walking out of the room.
"YEAH! WELL YOU'LL NEVER FEEL THAT AGAIN!" Draco yelled out.
"Yeah yeah yeah. All I keep hearing is BLAH BLAH BLAH!" Ginny yelled in the echoing hallway.
"GET BACK HERE!" Draco yelled from the room. Ginny laughed going up the stairs and it echoed back to the open office door. He grimaced and stood slowly. "Marie."
Marie the house elf popped into his room and looked at the clenched face of Draco.
"Yes Master?" She asked uncertainly.
"Ice. Get me some bloody ice." Draco said. The house elf looked to where his hand was resting, on his abdomen, and snickered.
"Right away young Master...Should I take some for the woman Malfoy's foot?" Marie asked with an amused look.
"Marie, don't make me Crucio your arse! GET ME ICE!" Draco yelled. The elf skidded out of the room, and then came back in with a bag of ice.
Draco snatched the ice and placed it on the inflicted area.
"Marie, lock her in her room." Draco told the elf. She nodded and left.
Draco smirked to himself and laid back on the chaise chair. Tonight was going to certainly be interesting.
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Ginny looked at her clock as she sat on her bed bored out of her mind. It was five twenty five. She sighed as her stomach growled with hunger. She would have to face him. She knew she had to, but her mind was yelling NO! IT'S A TRAP! Her stomach on the other hand disagreed. It was a fight.
'To starve in the cold room, or not to...' Ginny thought as her stomach gave another loud grumble of protest.
"ERGH!" Ginny cried out frustrated as she got up from the bed. She walked over to the door, and went to rip it open, only to find it wouldn't open.
"HANNAH!" Ginny yelled. The elf popped into her room and smiled broadly.
"Yes Mrs. Malfoy?" Hannah buzzed.
"Why is my door locked Hannah? Do you know?" Ginny asked her sweetly.
"Your husband ordered it be locked."
Ginny winced and shivered.
"You mean Draco Malfoy ordered my door be locked?" Ginny questioned. The elf smiled slightly and nodded. "Can you unlock it for me?"
"No Hannah's not allowed to unlock misses' door!" The elf said fearfully.
"Oh but Hannah...Uh, you...yes you promised me that you would take me to dinner on time! You promised me first, so you are there by obligated to take me!!" Ginny told the uncertain looking elf. Slowly the elf nodded and pointed towards the door.
"You go out that door," Hannah started.
"No! You promised YOU would TAKE me! So I wouldn't get lost." Ginny said. The elf winced and banged its head on the floor. "DON'T!" Ginny yelled grabbing the elf.
"Never mind. Please, go tell Draco I need to speak to him at once...no wait, tell him that I am waiting for him in my room, and that I have a surprise for him as an apology." Ginny said. The elf smiled and thanked Ginny.
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"Mas-sster?"
Draco grinned and nodded at the elf.
"Yes I hear you. Leave me to eat my dinner. Do not go back into her room." Draco told the stuttering elf. Hannah quickly ran out of the room as soon as she was dismissed.
Draco slowly ate his dinner and after he was done, had a plate made for Ginevra.
He walked up the cold steps headed for her room.
'A surprise she says....Merlin knows that I haven't had 'surprise' in forever...' Draco thought as he walked down their hallway. He passed her door and went into his room setting the food down. Slowly he went back to her door and knocked.
"Come in," said a husky voice. Draco shivered and opened the door only to be met with a fist, directed straight at his face. Draco fell back onto the ground holding his split bleeding lip.
"Bloody HELL!" He yelled at her.
"That, is for locking me in my room you pompous ARSE!!" Ginny yelled. "Just who do you think you are?!"
"I think I am the person who is saving your life! Pompous arse you say? Was I a pompous arse when I brought you back here instead of leaving you where that man could come and find you? Have I MADE you tell me anything? NO! And you go and punch me in the lip. Bloody hell!" Draco spat.
Ginny's eyes opened wide and she seemed to be thinking. Slowly she extended a hand to Draco. He looked at it and smirked as he yanked her down to the ground and shifted on top of her.
"Draco Malfoy, you get your greasy arse off of me!" Ginny said threw clenched teeth.
"Greasy? What are you going on about?" Draco asked propping himself up on his elbow.
"Your hair." Ginny said looking up to it. It was falling into his eyes sexily and didn't look like it had any grease in it.
"Yes, my hair." Draco said taking her hand in his and running it threw his hair. Ginny inhaled quickly at the soft feeling. Draco smirked as her hand gently went though his hair, playing with it without his hand as a guide.
"So soft..." she muttered. Draco's smirk faded a little and he almost felt bad for mulling her down...almost. Slowly he pulled her hand away from him and stood up, pulling her with him. Ginny looked positively stunned.
"Now that you have offended me, punched me, kicked me, and pretty much jumped me, I think I will go to bed." Draco snarled. Ginny looked at him oddly as he pushed her into her room and closed the door.
Suddenly, she wasn't so hungry any more....just nauseous. She went over to her bed to lie down. She was so cold and her entire body was aching with an unidentifiable pain.
'What's wrong with me?' Ginny thought.
She lay in her bed staring at her ceiling for what seemed like an hour. Finally, she stood and walked to her door. It was unlocked. She smiled and walked out of it and into the dark hall way.
"Hannah?" Ginny whispered into the darkness.
"Yes!?" Hannah asked loudly.
"SH! Whisper. Is their any lights in this hallway?" Ginny asked. The elf shook her head no. "Goodnight Hannah thanks." Ginny said as she headed down the halls.
She began wandering around the house, opening doors as she went. After traveling up the staircase two flights, she found what she was looking for, a large library.
The library was as big as Hogwarts, no, larger. Ginny sighed as she looked up. The books reached the tall ceiling on huge shelves; they must have been at least four houses high, with landings with ladders at each different floor. (A/N-Think Beauty and the Beast.) She giggled and touched a shelf, looking at the books.
The first floor looked harmless enough. Its was history there for Ginny was disinterested. She climbed the wooden ladder to the next floor and began looking around. She sighed. Magical Creatures, just what she wanted to read. She climbed up another floor of the ladder and looked around. It was a mix of books.
'Heal you Head....Meet your Feet....Ok, the Malfoy's are officially weird.' Ginny thought as she fingered the books spines. 'Heal your Cuts Vol. 2....Love Potion Number Nine Myth or Fact...' Ginny sighed and went to the next floor and looked around.
She determinedly searched the last floor until she came upon a book, which was misplaced, upside down. Ginny pulled it out curious and looked at the title.
'The Life Of the Malfoy.....oh Merlin! THEY DO HAVE A HAND BOOK!' Ginny silently laughed and opened the book. Instead of finding what she thought would be how to smirk, she read a date, then a journal entry.
Curiously she read.
"Father says that the life of a Malfoy is great. I do have to say, at times I believe him...almost. He doesn't love mother and I know it. She knows it too, and I really don't understand why they are still together. Until now. It's the life of a Malfoy. Father's and Mother's marriage was arranged by the Dark Lord.
The Dark Lord. My life has already been stamped 'DEATHEATER' across my forehead, though some how I know, that will never be. Its not who I am. I'm a leader, not a follower, plus, who wants to follow some old bag, following Potter.
Harry Bloody Potter. Sodding Git! That's what he is-" The entry stopped there, and the next day was picked up again.
"Father found me, asked me what I was doing. Lucky for me I had picked up that Dark Arts book thing. He only back handed me today...better than yesterday. Called me a 'fucking pussy' for reading, said I should be cursing the elf's with what I already know. I know all the dark curses, but the elves are my only friends while I'm here at the Manor....That's another thing, when you're a Malfoy, your supposed to run around cursing helpless ugly things. I don't want to do that...does that mean I'm not a Malfoy?
Am I not a Malfoy? Does the Malfoy blood not bleed from me?
I guess I should walk around pointing at things going 'curse this' 'curse that' 'I'm a Malfoy-so CURSE YOU!'? Does that sound right? No, no. I forgot, you have to smirk while doing it. Merlin. The smirks. Don't get me wrong, I love a good smirk, but come on! 'Smirk this' 'Smirk that'.....Malfoy Malfoy Malfoy! It's got to be easier to be a Weasley. Poor and Happy.
Dear Merlin!? Did I just mention Weasley? It would be easier to be them? Wow...I feel dirty now. I rather be Rich and Miserable then to carry that vile name Weasley. Night...I have to bathe."
Ginny angrily slammed the book, before reopening it to the next page.
"Back to school. Great. Another year with oaffise and bofise. Another year with Bloody Potter and Weasley and Mud blood. Thank Merlin it's the last year....Father's calling...Mother is to take me to the train. Till then...
I hate this bloody train. It's so bloody boring. I was walking around, and stumbled upon that little girl Weasley and some brute making out. She didn't look to happy about it...Strangely enough I didn't like it either. I went to find Potter and his posse in their regular compartment. I told Weasel six, and he went to find Weasel seven with ugly brute. Ok, so I didn't tell him. I pulled a Malfoy and did a
Smirk-Curse your sister
HA! If only. More like I did an 'your sister the little tramp is about to shag that ugly brute in the last cabin...looks like she gets more than you and mud.' That's about the time Potter opened his mouth to say something like 'Oh! I want to be a Hero!' and left the compartment. Almost feel sorry for the little chit. Having to put up with all of Potters ignorant bull and her brothers ignorant speech impediment, must be tough.
Anyways-" Ginny's head snapped up as she heard the door open and close. Someone was in the library. Ginny prayed it was an elf and not Draco.
Ginny peeked behind the banister and saw Draco pull a book out from in front of the sofa. It opened the wall and a muggle's stereo and TV appeared. Ginny almost laughed at the irony, until she saw what he was wearing. Red silk boxers adorned his lean muscular body, and his soft hair that she had ran her hands through earlier was messy looking.
He turned on a CD and laid down on the black leather lazy boy sofa. Ginny took a deep intake of breath, and dirt from the book flew into her mouth, and up her nose.
'DON'T SNEZZE!' Ginny coaxed herself as she listened to the music.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
"CHUE!" Ginny let out. Immediately the music shut off and she could hear him coming up the ladder. Ginny shoved the book back and looked around for a decoy. She found a romance novel and pretended to be totally absorbed in it.
"YOU!?" Draco yelled when he found her in the corner, his wand outstretched. (Minds out of the gutter....for a little bit)
Ginny looked at the wand.
"Are you going to curse me?" She asked wondering where he had the wand earlier.
"No." Draco said lowering his wand. "What are you doing up so late?"
"I couldn't sleep...how late is it?"
"What are you reading?" Draco asked eyeing the shelf suspiciously.
"I'm reading.... 'Loves Curses'...why?" Ginny said.
"No you weren't." Draco said sighing. Ginny looked at him innocently.
"Yes I am..."
"Don't lie to me." Draco told her.
"I'm NOT LIEING!" Ginny yelled at him.
"Fine! What's it about!?"
"These to people, a man and a woman are falling in love, but they don't even realize it!" Ginny shot back at him. Draco rolled his eyes.
"Actually, that's near the end of the book and you're at the beginning. At first they hate each other and he goes to kill her, but he cant because of the LOVES CURSE," he stressed the title, "is on her. You were reading my journal. I know you were. I always leave it here." Draco pointed to the spot were his journal should be, "and now its here, and right side up." He pointed to his journal and raised an eyebrow.
Ginny threw 'Loves Curse' over the banister and grabbed his Journal, shoving past him.
"What are you doing?" Draco asked annoyed.
"I wasn't finished." Ginny told him.
"With what? YOUR NOT READING MY JOURNAL ANY MORE THAN YOU HAVE!!" Draco spat at her. Ginny grinned at him.
"Boo Who. So Curse me." Ginny said happily. Draco shot her a death glare. "No smirk?"
"GIVE ME THE BOOK!" Draco yelled.
"NO! THIS IS A LIBRARY!" Ginny shot back. Draco seemed to be thinking about it and then nodded.
"Fine, take it." Ginny looked at Draco in astonishment. "You'll wish you hadn't though, once you read it all."
"What's in it?" Ginny asked.
"Get out of my way Weasel." Draco spat at her.
"You forgot seven." She shot back. Draco raised the previously raised eyebrow.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm Weasel Seven. Don't confuse me with Weasel's One through Six." Ginny laughed. Draco looked amused but didn't laugh.
"Give me my book." He said in what one would think was nice for a Malfoy.
Ginny raised an eyebrow mimicking him and pointed her finger at a book.
"Don't look at me book! CURSES TO YOU!" Ginny laughed and winked at him. Draco let out a tiny laugh that sounded like huha!
"Don't laugh at me boy! CURSES TO YOU!" Ginny giggled out. Draco laughed a little more and smiled until it reached his shining eyes. Ginny stopped giggling and looked at him. He was extremely handsome when he smiled like that.
Draco's face sobered into a smirk as she looked him over with hungry eyes.
"You did it wrong. You say it like this, CURSES, and then a smirk with a little stalling, narrow your eyes and then, to you. Make sure the to you is emotionless. Oh and the smirk has to be just perfect." Draco joked. He smiled and looked at her laughing form.
'Did I just make a joke?' he thought. His face went blank and his eyes lost their shine.
"Goodnight Weasley." Draco said coldly. Ginny was startled at his change and stepped closer to him.
"What's wrong?" She asked. Draco's face hardened.
"Nothing little Weasel." Draco said. Ginny looked at him curiously.
"Something is wrong, a second ago you were all 'curses' with me, and now your all...I'm Malfoy on me." Ginny looked at him pleadingly.
"Well it's a funny thing; my name is Malfoy, which means I am one." Draco said in a bored voice.
"A Malfoy wouldn't kiss a Weasley like you did." Ginny countered. Draco looked back at her and shrugged.
Ginny smirked and pulled his head down kiss him on the lips. Draco made no move to stop her and for the first few seconds, didn't react. Slowly he started kissing back, and Ginny pulled away.
"Night....Malfoy One." Ginny said the journal tightly in her hands.
"Evening Weasel Seven." Draco called to her as she went down the ladder.
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A/N- Hey! Longer than my other update...Hehe? :) Hope you liked?
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