Chapter 7 - In the Lair of the Dragon
After a couple of wrong turns and an encounter with Peeves (from which we were saved by the Bloody Baron, thankfully) we finally made it to the portrait of the fruit. I could feel Draco's curious gaze on me as I stood on tiptoe to tickle the pear.
"What the hell are you doing, Virginia?"
"Trying to get into the kitchens, if you don't mind," I responded, not looking at him.
The pear giggled and pushed out the handle. I grabbed it and opened the door, giving Draco his first view of the kitchen.
"Neat," he said nonplused, stepping in.
I got in after him and shut the door. I was immediately met with little green faces and huge bulbous eyes.
"What can we get Missus Ginny and her friend?" they all asked in high-pitched squeaks.
I looked at Draco, who was pressed up against the wall next to me, and smiled.
"What'll you be having Draco, my love?" I asked mockingly.
"Whatever you'll be having," he responded in the same tone.
"Can we have some hot cocoa, please?" I asked.
I heard a snort from Draco, and when I looked at him, he was staring back me bemusedly.
"Please?" he asked on the verge of laughing.
"Of course. It's only polite," I answered huffily, making my way to my usual little spot by the fire.
"They're houselves, Ginny."
Uh-oh, spat.
"So what? I can still treat them with respect, can't I?"
"But they're - "
"Draco, I wouldn't care if they were dogs. They're still tending to us and that deserves some respect," I told him.
"End of discussion," I added when I saw him open his mouth again.
Draco crossed his arms sulkily and sat examining the kitchen. Soon, a houself that looked familiar to me came up with a tray. On it were two cups of hot cocoa.
"I bring your order sir and missis. Anything else?"
"Dobby! How nice to see you! How are you?" I asked him recognizing him at last.
"Good, thank you, Missis Ginny."
I saw him gulp and look nervously at Draco. I wanted to ask him some more questions, but he obviously wanted to leave as soon as possible, and so I let him, taking the tray and thanking him.
"Draco, stop being such a big baby," I told him, looking over at him. "Stop sulking and drink some of your cocoa. It's really good."
Mumbling something about stupid houselves, he took his cup and sipped it, almost dropping it immediately.
"It's hot!" he exclaimed when I looked at him questioningly.
"Hence the name, smart one."
I laughed.
"Oh, you think that's funny do you?" he asked me.
I shook my head innocently, mirth still shining in my eyes.
"You've been a naughty girl, Virginia. I think I'm going to have to give you a spanking."
"Oh really now?"
He nodded.
"Now go to your room, young lady. Actually, better yet, go to my room. You have been terribly naughty," he told me with an evil smirk.
"Oh no, Draco, please don't punish me like this. I beg of you, have pity on me," I pleaded mockingly.
He shook his head and I shrugged my shoulders.
"Do I get to keep my cocoa?" I asked.
"If you think you can drink it while you're lying down, yes."
I hit him on the head.
"Hey, you're getting double punishment for that one."
"You gotta catch me first."
"Oh really? I'll give you a ten second head start," he told me graciously. "Ready? One, two, ten."
I got up and ran to the door.
"Hey," I told him looking back to where he was getting up.
"I told you I'd give you a head start, I didn't say it would be fair."
He grinned villainously at me.
I did the only thing I could do. I opened the door and ran.
I reached the tapestry of Salazar Slytherin about two seconds before Draco did, hot and out of breath. Realizing that I had no idea what the password was, I found myself trapped and cornered by Draco.
"My, Virginia, you are quick on your feet," he told me smugly. "Are you that quick in bed too?"
"I guess you'll never find out, will you, Draco?" I replied, grabbing his shirt in my fist and pulling him to me.
He pressed his body against mine and kissed me deeply.
"That remains to be seen. Come on, everyone will be coming back soon."
He muttered the password once more and we made our way up the stairs in a frenzy. As soon as we stepped into the room, Draco closed the door and took his shirt off.
"Didn't I tell you to keep that thing on?" I asked, throwing myself on the bed.
"Yes, but the deal was that if I put it on I'd get hot cocoa, and I did. Besides, you know you like it."
"However did you know that?" I asked in mock surprise.
"Lucky guess," he purred coming and crawling on the bed towards me.
His eyes shone with a hungry light, and although I was a bit frightened by them, as soon as he had me underneath him, I could do nothing but succumb to his will. I felt the warm bed covers underneath me as Draco gently caressed my face and kissed my lips softly, slowly. I closed my eyes and felt warmth rush through me as he gently prodded my mouth open and explored it with tongue. Timidly, I responded to his action, and he delved even deeper, until we were in a passionate and fierce lip lock. We stopped for breath once, and Draco traced a line of kisses down my neck.
I felt his hands caress my stomach, my back, and I jumped involuntarily at the chill that took over my body. He slowly lifted my shirt off over my head and kissed my stomach tenderly, demanding more of me with every kiss. He made his way back up to the space beneath my ear and licked it slowly.
"Virginia," he groaned, pressing down on me.
I felt him touch me and press down harder and I felt how much he wanted and needed me, and I him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled his upper body down on mine harder. He started sucking on my earlobe and I whispered his name in his ear before kissing his neck tenderly. My kiss soon turned sloppy as I began half-sucking, half-kissing the spot on his neck near his collarbone. I bit him roughly and felt his hands travel down my body to my pants. Draco allowed his hands to sneak into them and his thumbs began to slowly massage my hips. His hands squeezed my bum and I rose up greet him. His hands began to travel further down my body, taking my pants with them.
I took my mouth off his neck and whispered pleadingly, "Draco."
His mouth left my ear, and as he looked at me, his hands move up my back once more.
"Ginny," he began.
"Virginia. I love it when you call me that," I interrupted.
"Virginia," he said. It was the most beautiful I had ever heard all of a sudden.
He kissed me softly on the lips and traced a row of gentle kisses down to my chest where he laid his head down. He held me tight, tracing circles on my back and shoulders.
I sighed and stroked his hair softly, until his breathing became slow and steady.
"Draco," I whispered to no one in particular.
He stirred slightly in my arms, but didn't wake up.
"Why do you make me feel so special? Why do you make me feel like I'm the only person in the world that matters? Why do you make me feel as though I lo- "
I stroked his hair again, thinking about what I had almost voiced. I had only been with him one day; and just because it had been the best day of my life, it didn't mean it would last. I hadn't been with him long enough to truly know if I loved him or not. For all I knew, he'd be back to insulting me the next day. But there I was, laying on his bed, with him resting in my arms. And all the things I felt for him at that moment, I decided to store away as a mere infatuation.
I sighed softly, trying not to wake my dearly beloved up, and closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of the flames on my face. And soon, I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
After a couple of wrong turns and an encounter with Peeves (from which we were saved by the Bloody Baron, thankfully) we finally made it to the portrait of the fruit. I could feel Draco's curious gaze on me as I stood on tiptoe to tickle the pear.
"What the hell are you doing, Virginia?"
"Trying to get into the kitchens, if you don't mind," I responded, not looking at him.
The pear giggled and pushed out the handle. I grabbed it and opened the door, giving Draco his first view of the kitchen.
"Neat," he said nonplused, stepping in.
I got in after him and shut the door. I was immediately met with little green faces and huge bulbous eyes.
"What can we get Missus Ginny and her friend?" they all asked in high-pitched squeaks.
I looked at Draco, who was pressed up against the wall next to me, and smiled.
"What'll you be having Draco, my love?" I asked mockingly.
"Whatever you'll be having," he responded in the same tone.
"Can we have some hot cocoa, please?" I asked.
I heard a snort from Draco, and when I looked at him, he was staring back me bemusedly.
"Please?" he asked on the verge of laughing.
"Of course. It's only polite," I answered huffily, making my way to my usual little spot by the fire.
"They're houselves, Ginny."
Uh-oh, spat.
"So what? I can still treat them with respect, can't I?"
"But they're - "
"Draco, I wouldn't care if they were dogs. They're still tending to us and that deserves some respect," I told him.
"End of discussion," I added when I saw him open his mouth again.
Draco crossed his arms sulkily and sat examining the kitchen. Soon, a houself that looked familiar to me came up with a tray. On it were two cups of hot cocoa.
"I bring your order sir and missis. Anything else?"
"Dobby! How nice to see you! How are you?" I asked him recognizing him at last.
"Good, thank you, Missis Ginny."
I saw him gulp and look nervously at Draco. I wanted to ask him some more questions, but he obviously wanted to leave as soon as possible, and so I let him, taking the tray and thanking him.
"Draco, stop being such a big baby," I told him, looking over at him. "Stop sulking and drink some of your cocoa. It's really good."
Mumbling something about stupid houselves, he took his cup and sipped it, almost dropping it immediately.
"It's hot!" he exclaimed when I looked at him questioningly.
"Hence the name, smart one."
I laughed.
"Oh, you think that's funny do you?" he asked me.
I shook my head innocently, mirth still shining in my eyes.
"You've been a naughty girl, Virginia. I think I'm going to have to give you a spanking."
"Oh really now?"
He nodded.
"Now go to your room, young lady. Actually, better yet, go to my room. You have been terribly naughty," he told me with an evil smirk.
"Oh no, Draco, please don't punish me like this. I beg of you, have pity on me," I pleaded mockingly.
He shook his head and I shrugged my shoulders.
"Do I get to keep my cocoa?" I asked.
"If you think you can drink it while you're lying down, yes."
I hit him on the head.
"Hey, you're getting double punishment for that one."
"You gotta catch me first."
"Oh really? I'll give you a ten second head start," he told me graciously. "Ready? One, two, ten."
I got up and ran to the door.
"Hey," I told him looking back to where he was getting up.
"I told you I'd give you a head start, I didn't say it would be fair."
He grinned villainously at me.
I did the only thing I could do. I opened the door and ran.
I reached the tapestry of Salazar Slytherin about two seconds before Draco did, hot and out of breath. Realizing that I had no idea what the password was, I found myself trapped and cornered by Draco.
"My, Virginia, you are quick on your feet," he told me smugly. "Are you that quick in bed too?"
"I guess you'll never find out, will you, Draco?" I replied, grabbing his shirt in my fist and pulling him to me.
He pressed his body against mine and kissed me deeply.
"That remains to be seen. Come on, everyone will be coming back soon."
He muttered the password once more and we made our way up the stairs in a frenzy. As soon as we stepped into the room, Draco closed the door and took his shirt off.
"Didn't I tell you to keep that thing on?" I asked, throwing myself on the bed.
"Yes, but the deal was that if I put it on I'd get hot cocoa, and I did. Besides, you know you like it."
"However did you know that?" I asked in mock surprise.
"Lucky guess," he purred coming and crawling on the bed towards me.
His eyes shone with a hungry light, and although I was a bit frightened by them, as soon as he had me underneath him, I could do nothing but succumb to his will. I felt the warm bed covers underneath me as Draco gently caressed my face and kissed my lips softly, slowly. I closed my eyes and felt warmth rush through me as he gently prodded my mouth open and explored it with tongue. Timidly, I responded to his action, and he delved even deeper, until we were in a passionate and fierce lip lock. We stopped for breath once, and Draco traced a line of kisses down my neck.
I felt his hands caress my stomach, my back, and I jumped involuntarily at the chill that took over my body. He slowly lifted my shirt off over my head and kissed my stomach tenderly, demanding more of me with every kiss. He made his way back up to the space beneath my ear and licked it slowly.
"Virginia," he groaned, pressing down on me.
I felt him touch me and press down harder and I felt how much he wanted and needed me, and I him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled his upper body down on mine harder. He started sucking on my earlobe and I whispered his name in his ear before kissing his neck tenderly. My kiss soon turned sloppy as I began half-sucking, half-kissing the spot on his neck near his collarbone. I bit him roughly and felt his hands travel down my body to my pants. Draco allowed his hands to sneak into them and his thumbs began to slowly massage my hips. His hands squeezed my bum and I rose up greet him. His hands began to travel further down my body, taking my pants with them.
I took my mouth off his neck and whispered pleadingly, "Draco."
His mouth left my ear, and as he looked at me, his hands move up my back once more.
"Ginny," he began.
"Virginia. I love it when you call me that," I interrupted.
"Virginia," he said. It was the most beautiful I had ever heard all of a sudden.
He kissed me softly on the lips and traced a row of gentle kisses down to my chest where he laid his head down. He held me tight, tracing circles on my back and shoulders.
I sighed and stroked his hair softly, until his breathing became slow and steady.
"Draco," I whispered to no one in particular.
He stirred slightly in my arms, but didn't wake up.
"Why do you make me feel so special? Why do you make me feel like I'm the only person in the world that matters? Why do you make me feel as though I lo- "
I stroked his hair again, thinking about what I had almost voiced. I had only been with him one day; and just because it had been the best day of my life, it didn't mean it would last. I hadn't been with him long enough to truly know if I loved him or not. For all I knew, he'd be back to insulting me the next day. But there I was, laying on his bed, with him resting in my arms. And all the things I felt for him at that moment, I decided to store away as a mere infatuation.
I sighed softly, trying not to wake my dearly beloved up, and closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of the flames on my face. And soon, I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.