Passion Rules Us All, And We Obey, We Have No Choice
A/N: I don't own the title; it's a quote from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The only characters I own are Blue, Frankie, Cass, Alyssa, Noah.
The lyrics at the beginning are from 'Love/Hate' by Kelly Rowland
Full Summary: Ginny and Draco hate each other naturally, until they both discover they have vampire blood in them which leads to the unfortunate problem of a vampire's mate. Once they sense each other they can't have anyone else, it's irreversible and even worse lasts forever. Trying to fight it seems to make their desire worse, brining to them both a whole new power not even Voldemort could have dreamed of possessing, and it won't be long before the final resistance breaks down and they give in to each other...
I hope whatever offended you has gone and apologies again
Never was the type
to let someone like
you get under my skin
tried like hell
but you don't care for real
Chapter One – It Begins
"God he's hot."
Frankie sighed, her head cradled in her hands as she gazed at the two seventh year Slytherins sat in front of them. Ginny raised her eyebrow and bit her lip, they really were both gorgeous but complete and utter arseholes as well.
"You really need to get over this, Frankie."
She said, not even looking at her friend as she added a few finishing touches to the sketch she had spent the entire hour she should have been listening to Professor Dane perfecting. Frankie stuck her bottom lip out and shaded the left side of the heart she was doodling on the corner of her parchment.
"Are you lot going to make any notes at all in this lesson?"
Alyssa hissed irritably, shooting the pair of them a disgusted look as they continued with their drawings. Giving up she turned her attention back to Professor Dane who was now bewitching the objects he had been ranting about to float around the room in and out of the students so they could see them clearly.
"What's the point? We have no idea what the old bat is talking about anyway."
Frankie replied shrugging and sticking her tongue between her teeth as she concentrated on getting the left wing of the heart just at the right angle. Cass snickered from her place next to Frankie and nudged her arm so her pencil shot up the paper.
"Succubus."
Frankie growled, pulling her wand from her pocket and aiming it at the parchment, mumbling an erasing spell so the line disappeared. Ginny shook her head and went back to shading in the hair of her picture.
"Well how would it be if I didn't help you with your homework or let you lend my notes for revision?"
Alyssa said coldly, giving them all a stern glare very similar to Professor McGonagall's. The three girls jerked their heads up to look at Alyssa, and she lifted her eyebrows indicating she was contemplating being serious.
"We'd fail this subject and have to take it as an extra lesson."
Frankie said promptly, lowering her eyes so she was gazing at the worn table as a heavy sword floated past them. Cass and Ginny nodded in agreement giving her identical innocent looks that melted her slightly.
"Oh shut up. And don't give me the Look, it doesn't work."
She grimaced as the trio gave her the puppy dog eyes they knew softened her up. Cass waved her piece of parchment in front of Alyssa's eyes, leaning over Frankie and Ginny who had returned to their drawings.
"I did work, see."
She said triumphantly as she thrust her notes into Alyssa's hand as she stuck her nose in the air and poked her tongue out at a scowling Frankie and Ginny. They all turned to look at Alyssa when she snorted and pointed at Cass's work.
"Scribbling 'I love Harry' down the entire page is not work."
She shoved the page back at Cass still chuckling as Ginny and Frankie burst into gales of laughter. Cass stuffed the page back into her bag and folded her arms, glaring at her two laughing friends.
"I've still done more than you two."
Ginny sniffed and eyed her picture, finally finished; she grinned proudly and shoved her pencil and eraser into her bag.
"Yeah the title."
Frankie replied acidly, nudging Cass in the ribs as she shot her a filthy look.
"Who cares about Ancient Mythology anyway? All we need is a pass and then we can drop it next year."
Cass ignored Frankie's nudge and shoved her quill into her pocket, cupping her chin in her hand and staring down at the table with its layer of graffiti etched into it.
"Thank god."
Ginny chipped in; waving a long dark velvet shawl that was floating over her head away impatiently. Frankie waved her hands in the air in celebration and they all laughed, even Alyssa who had realised Professor Dane wasn't going to say anything else and was putting her things into her bag.
"Wow, that's great!"
She exclaimed catching sight of the drawing still before Ginny, causing the others to lean over each other to look too.
"Hey, doesn't that look a bit like..."
Frankie's eyes flickered over to the sixth year sat before them chattering idly to Frankie's obsession on his right. A wicked glint appeared in her eyes as Cass snorted with laughter and Alyssa eyed her with a smirk on her face.
"What? Well I suppose it does a little bit."
Ginny replied, turning her head to the side so she could look at the picture from a different angle. Her eyes jerked up when a large pale hand slammed down on the picture, making them all jump as they looked up.
"Oh look, the weasel can draw."
Ginny flushed and glared back into the amused grey eyes, slightly widened in shock as he took in the image of himself on the paper before him.
"Sod off, Malfoy. And give me my picture back."
She snapped holding out her own hand, amazed to see it wasn't shaking at all. She deliberately kept her voice and gaze steady as she glared at him, completely ignoring the fact most of the class were now watching them curiously, some gazing in amusement at Frankie who was staring at Draco's best friend with lowered eyes and a sexy smirk on her lips.
"Well what do you know; it's like a portrait of you a mirror image, mate."
Draco's friend said, slapping him on the shoulder as he eyed the picture over Draco's shoulder.
"Can't hold that against it."
Ginny sneered, making a grab for her picture and missing causing her to grab hold of Draco's hand. She blushed and dropped it straight away as longing burst through every inch of her from their brief contact, her face burned as he raised a smooth silver eyebrow at her. She had no idea where that feeling had come from but its intensity unnerved her and she lowered her eyes so she couldn't see his face.
"It does look exactly like you."
Frankie began, ignoring the warning glance Ginny sent her as she smirked mischievously at the two Slytherins.
"She's got the arrogant face exactly; look she's even got that poor, lost lonely little boy you keep hidden from the world in your eyes."
Draco narrowed his dazzling eyes at her as Cass, Alyssa, Ginny and Draco's friend screamed with laughter at the look on his face. Ginny's laughter faltered as she saw something flicker in the back of his eyes, something that wasn't anger, revulsion or hate which was all he usually showed towards Griffindor's.
"Poor lost what?"
He exploded, shooting a glance at his friend who was still rolling around laughing. Ginny dragged her eyes away from his to the picture still in his hand.
"You heard her."
Cass smirked, getting to her feet as the bell rang and swinging her bag over her shoulder. Alyssa and Frankie followed suit, Frankie exchanging a smouldering look with Draco's friend before wandering over to the door to wait for Ginny as the rest of the class filed past them.
"My picture?"
Ginny said once more, getting to her feet and extending her hand again placing the other at her hip. Draco glanced at her before shoving the piece of parchment into Ginny's hand before stalking out of the room with his friend still snickering as he followed.
-=-=-=-=-=--=-=-=-
"Did you see the look on his face?"
Her friends were still chattering about what had gone in their Ancient Mythology class ten minutes later while they were sat at the Griffindor house table for lunch. Ginny however was forcible restraining herself from looking over at the Slytherin table and turned gratefully to her best male friend Noah as he dropped into a seat next to her and pulled every food within his reach towards him.
"Hungry?"
She asked, eyeing his piled plate in amusement. He grunted and continued shovelling food into his mouth so fast Crabbe and Goyle would have been proud. Ginny shook her head and turned in amazement to Mason and Xander as they slouched into the other empty seats on her other side.
"What's with him?"
She asked, jerking her head towards Noah who was still eating at an uncomfortably fast pace. Mason shrugged and turned to his own food with a gloomy expression on his face, his long brown hair hiding his eyes from her view.
"We just got a detention from Snape."
Xander replied airily, tucking into his own Shepard's Pie with an indifferent look on his face. Impatiently shoving his dark blonde locks out of his humour-filled eyes blue he turned his gaze to Ginny who was stealing a glance at Draco who was as always surrounded by his fan club of girls.
"Gin?"
Xander asked around his mouthful of carrots, his eyebrows lifted as he watched her lips tighten.
"Sorry, Xander. What did you do to him this time?"
Xander opened his mouth to reply but was over taken by a furious Noah who had finally finished eating and was glaring up at the staff table where Snape was eating and idly chatting with Dumbledore.
"Bugger all; the evil old sod can't take a joke that's all."
He hissed, shooting death glares at the Professor as he got to his feet and swept out of the Hall towards the dungeons. Ginny jumped when a voice piped up before her and turned to look at Dennis Creevey who was settling himself between Alyssa and Cass who were continuing their conversation over his head without pausing once.
"You set him on fire."
Ginny stifled a laugh and raised a questioning eyebrow at Noah who blushed a little but glared stonily back. Xander shrugged and continued with his meal, almost immediately being drawn into an argument about the differences in football and Quidditch with Seamus and Dean who were sat by Cass.
"It was just his cloak, he realised what was going on before it had even reached his ankles. It's not like he was in any danger."
Mason said defensively, looking thoroughly regretful over this fact. Ginny rolled her eyes and glanced back at the Slytherin table, her stomach leaping when they caught sight of a pair of silver-grey eyes staring back. She swallowed nervously and broke the eye-contact; she'd had crushes before and she wasn't a virgin but this was something else. This was something much stronger than simple lust either; it was like a primitive hunger burning inside her whenever he looked at her. She could feel his eyes on her even if she didn't look to check if they were, it scared her.
"Gin, you're spacing out again."
Ginny shook her head and turned to look at Noah who was glaring at her again for not listening. She grinned sheepishly and purposely avoided looking back at the Slytherin table.
"I said we're going to detention so see you all later."
Ginny nodded and watched her three friends get to their foot and head slowly down towards the dungeons still complaining bitterly about Snape.
"Hey, space cadet."
Frankie snapped her fingers in front of Ginny's face and she turned to look at her just as the Golden Trio themselves entered the room and wandered over to them.
"Hey Gin."
Ron said, flopping into Noah's discarded seat and staring at the remains of his dinner with a doom laden expression on his pale freckled face. Cass immediately broke off her conversation with Alyssa and turned to Harry, giving him a dazzling smile that made him blush as he dropped into a seat opposite her.
"Hello Harry."
She said huskily, looking at him from under her sooty lashes. Ginny's eyes met Frankie's and they both turned away quickly, suppressing the urge to laugh.
"What's up with you? Which part of Snape did you set fire to?"
She said, turning to look at Ron who looked up at her in surprise, amusement alighting on his features. Ginny laughed as he immediately cheered up and turned to Alyssa to hear the full story as Ginny had been too deep in thought to take in any of what Noah and the others had been telling her.
Ginny turned to study Harry who was deep in conversation with Cass about the Griffindor Quidditch team. He had grown up a lot lately, what with Voldemort returning and having to deal with Sirius' death, but deep in his eyes he was still the same Harry. He was taller now too, only half a head shorter than Ron but much more muscular. Whereas Ron was long and lean, his strength hidden in his slender frame, Harry was obviously well structured.
His muscles were highly developed from hours of Quidditch over the last seven years and he was very brown as well. Looking closer Ginny saw a sprinkling of freckles on his nose and thought they made him look downright adorable. She'd been over Harry since her fourth year but she had to admit, he was gorgeous. His well-built body held an inner grace and his messy black hair contrasted perfectly with his sparkling green eyes that were either a very dark ivy green with sadness, a clear almost cerulean blue with anger or pure glittering emerald with amusement and happiness.
Realising she must have been staring she turned away quickly to find Hermione looking at her curiously. She flushed and shrugged her shoulders and Hermione leaned in a little closer so the others couldn't hear her.
"You don't like Harry again do you?"
She asked, her eyes flashing with amusement when Ginny shook her head vigorously, her thoughts drifting to a certain silver-haired Slytherin until that same odd frightening feeling returned in the pit of her stomach and she pushed the thoughts away. Hermione grinned as Ginny spaced out again, lost in her own thoughts and studied her as intensely as Ginny had been studying Harry. Shocked by what she saw Hermione did a double take and eyed Ginny in amazement.
Unknown to them all Ginny had grown up. Her once wild fiery red hair now flowed sleek and smooth to touch her bra-strap, the odd dark orange now changed to a deep almost blood-red colour that enhanced her silky flawless white skin, her freckles now almost gone save for a few over her nose. Her huge almond shaped eyes had somehow faded to a pale piercing jade that seemed to stare right through you when she looked directly at you.
"Hermione!"
Ron almost shouted and Hermione jumped and turned to look at him, the colour building in her cheeks as they all turned to look at her causing an amused silence to fall over the group.
"Sorry Ron, what did you say?"
She said, smiling at him and raising an eyebrow when he narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously.
"I said the weather's great on Earth what news from your planet?"
Hermione gave him a filthy look and tossed her head back so her long now straight locks caught the light and shone.
"There's no need to be sarcastic."
She hissed acidly, hiding her surprise when he blushed and lowered his eyes. Ginny rolled her eyes at the pair of them and got to her feet, swinging her long shoulder bag onto her shoulder and dropping her drawing into it.
"Well I've got an essay to write on medieval weapons, the joy. See you later."
The group chorused their goodbyes as she grimaced at the notebook Alyssa handed her filled with her notes from that days lesson. Walking quickly out of the Hall she sensed rather than saw the pair of cold grey eyes following her trek out of the heavy wooden doors and up the huge marble stairs.
((Draco's POV))
"Is this the most boring lesson ever invented or what?"
His best friend grumbled as Draco Malfoy swizzled his wand in between his long fingers as he stared blankly at the clean sheet of parchment in front of him. Draco scowled and looked up as Professor Dane prance about at the front whittering on about some rubbish that when on thousands of years ago.
"Yeah, closely followed by History of Magic."
He agreed, glancing sideways at his fellow Slytherin who was nosing through a thick red book. Draco grinned and plucked the book out of his hands, flicking through to the back pages where there were pages and pages of the number one and the occasional number two beneath their names.
"Blue, have you noticed we're on exactly the same number?"
He muttered, pointing at the pages as Blue leaned over his shoulder to see if he was right. He prodded a section of the page and looked up at Draco with amusement playing over his handsome face.
"Why have you given yourself triple marks for last weekend?"
He asked, switching immediately into French as he glanced over his shoulder to see one of the hotter Griffindor sixth years staring at him. Draco scanned the page and thought back to the weekend; blonde, tall, nice body, virgin, Griffindor.
He grinned at Blue who was still watching him waiting for an answer, used to his friend's silent pauses without any indication of whether he was going to answer or not.
"One she was a virgin, and two she was a Griffindor."
He replied smoothly, turning back to the book and flicking through the pages filled with names of their conquests; they were the two hottest guys in the whole of Hogwarts, and they knew it.
Draco with his muscular body to die for from years of Quidditch, his long sleek icy-silver-blond hair that almost reached his shoulders and fell into place perfectly no matter what he did, and his sexy grey eyes that could like right through you if they wished was every girls dream of a white knight, except he wasn't the savoir part. More likely he slept with girls then dumped them, occasionally going back for more if they were good enough.
Blue on the other hand was one of the few Slytherins the other houses actually liked, of course every girl in the vicinity had the hots for him and Draco but few from other houses actually liked them. Blue was a complete contrast to Draco in looks and personality, one of the things that pulled them together as friends in the first place, and he was entirely the tall dark stranger every girl hoped to meet one day.
He had huge navy blue eyes that laughed with secrets only he, and possibly Draco knew about and a large drooping mouth that was formed into a heart- warming smile most of the time. His long, Greek nose was a smooth gold- colour enhanced by a dark tan, the slim silver loop in his left ear only bettered his beauty, and the sprinkling of freckles over his nose and beneath his eyes made him look younger than he really was and his shaggy shoulder-length hair only slightly longer than Draco's was a very dark black almost blue, and fell about his face in the most becoming way.
He impatiently tucked his hair behind his ear and scanned Draco's list looking for any he had shared. He most definitely was the total opposite to Draco in everything but this, when it came to their sex lives they were both the same; both needed to have at least three girls a week to keep their self confidence going. Their over-bearing fathers may have given them the arrogance they outwardly swelled with, they were very insecure inside, a fact they generally didn't display to the public as they saw it as a weakness.
Draco raised an eyebrow at Blue when he heard an intake of breath from behind them, he turned slightly so he could see out of the corner of his eye the four Griffindor sixth years sat behind them, one of which was Potter's side kick's sister.
"Wow, that's great!"
Blue's eyes met Draco's and he saw an almost predatory look flicker deep inside them that made him shift slightly in his seat before returning his gaze to the four girls. The pair of them waited a few seconds before starting what an outsider would take as a random conversation;
"The blonde looks like she may have potential."
He observed, not even looking fully at her as the four girls flicked their gaze over to the pair of them for a few seconds.
"I'm betting on the red head."
Draco replied watching them looking at a piece of parchment the said red- head had been scribbling on all lesson.
"Why?"
Blue asked, sneaking a glance at the red-head he spoke of and recognising it as none other than Ginny Weasley who was now blushing to the roots of her gorgeous red hair for some reason.
"Why the blonde?"
Draco shot back, his eyes on the four girls once more as they all looked up at the two Slytherins.
"Fair Point."
Blue replied, knowing better than to argue with Draco when it came to his choice in girls. He seemed to have developed an unnerving taste for the forbidden lately, more and more seducing Griffindor's rather than the bitterly disappointed Slytherins. Draco's eyes met Blue's and he gave him a roguish look that had Blue studying him warily, half in anticipation of what he was going to do and half in trepidation.
"Hey, doesn't that look a bit like..."
The two boys sat in silence for a few seconds listening to Ginny's stammering reply.
"What? Well I suppose it does a little bit."
Draco gave in to temptation and spun around, slamming his hand down on top of the sheaf of parchment making all four girls jump, the blonde's eyes immediately racing to meet Blue's assessing gaze.
"Oh look, the weasel can draw."
Draco gazed down at the picture, uncharacteristically letting his eyes widen in shock as he looked at the mirror image of himself on the parchment. She had him perfect, the arrogant smirk, the shadowed eyes hiding everything he felt and thought from everyone but Blue, the high chiselled cheekbones giving him the look of royalty and his long perfect hair every strand in place.
"Sod off, Malfoy. And give me my picture back."
He looked up to find Ginny shooting daggers at him with her eyes as she stretched out a hand for the parchment her eyes a mixture of an unexplainable strong pull of lust he himself was feeling and anger making them drop a shade to dark green.
"Well what do you know; it's like a portrait of you a mirror image, mate."
Draco felt Blue slap him on the shoulder as he chuckled the words at him, his head next to Draco's as he eyed the picture in amusement.
"Can't hold that against it."
Ginny snapped, making a grab for the picture but gripping his hand instead. Draco felt a shock of desire dart through him from her touch and he raised an eyebrow at her on the pretext of taunting her but really wondering if she had felt it too.
"It does look exactly like you."
Draco looked slightly to Ginny's right, his eyes landing on the blonde Blue was still eying up. His eyed her suspiciously and watched her warily, his expression remaining exactly the same as always.
"She's got the arrogant face exactly; look she's even got that poor, lost lonely little boy you keep hidden from the world in your eyes."
Draco narrowed his eyes at her and scowled as the four girls, including his best fucking friend burst into hysterical laughter at this. He winced inwardly as he realised how close she was to the truth, she didn't know this of course she was merely shooting into the dark. He noticed Ginny watching him, her laughter dieing as she watched him and he quickly emptied his mind of such thoughts, turning to the blonde with anger.
"Poor lost what?"
He howled, he glared at his best friend who was still two-double laughing at what the blonde had said, the fact that he was gazing at her with something bordering on admiration did not escape his attention.
"You heard her."
He glared at the girl with light brown hair that was cut just below her chin on the left but shot down in a diagonal line to just past her bra strap on the right side who got swiftly to her feet when the bell rang and dragged her bag onto her shoulder. The blonde and the other girl with long mahogany coloured wavy hair did the same, the blonde giving Blue a seductive glance which he returned with a wink before sauntering over to the doorway as the rest of the class trooped out chattering idly over the usual rubbish; Quidditch, one of the Weird Sisters recent engagement.
"My picture?"
Draco glanced down at the piece of parchment still clutched in his hand before shoving it at Ginny as she got to her feet with her hand outstretched once again, the other hooked on her hip in a thoroughly sexy way as her skirt rode up her thigh higher. Draco stepped away quickly and crossed the room to the doorway with Blue trailing along behind him still chuckling to himself.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Draco went about dinner in his usual way, laughing and jeering with his group, flirting with the girls who continuously followed him and Blue about. He turned slightly to look at a small raven-haired ringleted girl who was edging closer to him hopefully. He gave her a cold look and went back to prodding his uneaten dinner with his fork. He glanced up and caught sight of Ginny staring dreamily into space as the three girls from Ancient Mythology laughed and chattered away idly in front of her.
He narrowed his eyes at the wave of yearning that washed over him from no where and he quickly moved his eyes and noisily joined in Blue's argument with Pansy Parkinson over which of their separate Quidditch teams was better.
The next time he glanced over at her she was chatting idly with a trio of good-looking boys sat around her. He glared at the four of them without even realising he was doing it, his eyes meeting hers when she glanced up idly. They held each others gaze for a few seconds until she dropped her eyes and looked away, turning to one of the boys when he asked her a question.
His eyes stayed on her as the three boys grinned and left heading towards the dungeons, only to have their seats taken by Griffindor's Golden Trio. Jealousy rose up inside him as he saw her studying Potter for what seemed a very long time, he tried to control his burst of envy but it burned into his eyes and his hands clutched his cutlery. He had no idea why he was feeling this way over her, he didn't even fancy her but for some reason he wanted her. And it wasn't just lust it was desperate, sweaty palms, heart racing, knees trembling, 'I want that girl' desire and he was only just keeping it under control.
His darkened eyes followed her as she left the Hall, her hips swinging and making him suck in a shallow breath and swallow hard.
"You alright mate?"
Draco turned to look at Blue who was watching him, confusion evident in his big dark eyes. Draco nodded and forced a grin before lowering his eyes to his plate, the desire gone as soon as it had surfaced, out of the door with Her. He shook his head and took a large gulp of pumpkin juice, hoping to god he was losing his mind. He jerked his head up when a flash of dark red passed the corner of his eye and slammed down his goblet.
"Draco, what the hell are you doing?"
Blue cried, gazing at Draco as if he feared for his sanity when he jumped to his feet with his chest heaving and his hands balled into fists.
"I have... to go... somewhere... I have to... talk to her..."
Blue stared at him, completely confused; Draco hadn't mentioned a particular girl. Draco's breathing steadily slowed and he sat down slowly, looking at Blue with huge confused eyes.
"No one... it doesn't matter."
Blue gazed at him for a moment before shrugging and turning back to Pansy, keeping Draco just within his gaze in case he lost it again. Draco knew he was doing this and he was grateful, if he'd gone after Ginny god knows what he would have ended up doing, the thought of touching her disgusted him yet excited him and he was revolted when the very thought of her turned him on.
A/N: I don't own the title; it's a quote from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The only characters I own are Blue, Frankie, Cass, Alyssa, Noah.
The lyrics at the beginning are from 'Love/Hate' by Kelly Rowland
Full Summary: Ginny and Draco hate each other naturally, until they both discover they have vampire blood in them which leads to the unfortunate problem of a vampire's mate. Once they sense each other they can't have anyone else, it's irreversible and even worse lasts forever. Trying to fight it seems to make their desire worse, brining to them both a whole new power not even Voldemort could have dreamed of possessing, and it won't be long before the final resistance breaks down and they give in to each other...
I hope whatever offended you has gone and apologies again
Never was the type
to let someone like
you get under my skin
tried like hell
but you don't care for real
Chapter One – It Begins
"God he's hot."
Frankie sighed, her head cradled in her hands as she gazed at the two seventh year Slytherins sat in front of them. Ginny raised her eyebrow and bit her lip, they really were both gorgeous but complete and utter arseholes as well.
"You really need to get over this, Frankie."
She said, not even looking at her friend as she added a few finishing touches to the sketch she had spent the entire hour she should have been listening to Professor Dane perfecting. Frankie stuck her bottom lip out and shaded the left side of the heart she was doodling on the corner of her parchment.
"Are you lot going to make any notes at all in this lesson?"
Alyssa hissed irritably, shooting the pair of them a disgusted look as they continued with their drawings. Giving up she turned her attention back to Professor Dane who was now bewitching the objects he had been ranting about to float around the room in and out of the students so they could see them clearly.
"What's the point? We have no idea what the old bat is talking about anyway."
Frankie replied shrugging and sticking her tongue between her teeth as she concentrated on getting the left wing of the heart just at the right angle. Cass snickered from her place next to Frankie and nudged her arm so her pencil shot up the paper.
"Succubus."
Frankie growled, pulling her wand from her pocket and aiming it at the parchment, mumbling an erasing spell so the line disappeared. Ginny shook her head and went back to shading in the hair of her picture.
"Well how would it be if I didn't help you with your homework or let you lend my notes for revision?"
Alyssa said coldly, giving them all a stern glare very similar to Professor McGonagall's. The three girls jerked their heads up to look at Alyssa, and she lifted her eyebrows indicating she was contemplating being serious.
"We'd fail this subject and have to take it as an extra lesson."
Frankie said promptly, lowering her eyes so she was gazing at the worn table as a heavy sword floated past them. Cass and Ginny nodded in agreement giving her identical innocent looks that melted her slightly.
"Oh shut up. And don't give me the Look, it doesn't work."
She grimaced as the trio gave her the puppy dog eyes they knew softened her up. Cass waved her piece of parchment in front of Alyssa's eyes, leaning over Frankie and Ginny who had returned to their drawings.
"I did work, see."
She said triumphantly as she thrust her notes into Alyssa's hand as she stuck her nose in the air and poked her tongue out at a scowling Frankie and Ginny. They all turned to look at Alyssa when she snorted and pointed at Cass's work.
"Scribbling 'I love Harry' down the entire page is not work."
She shoved the page back at Cass still chuckling as Ginny and Frankie burst into gales of laughter. Cass stuffed the page back into her bag and folded her arms, glaring at her two laughing friends.
"I've still done more than you two."
Ginny sniffed and eyed her picture, finally finished; she grinned proudly and shoved her pencil and eraser into her bag.
"Yeah the title."
Frankie replied acidly, nudging Cass in the ribs as she shot her a filthy look.
"Who cares about Ancient Mythology anyway? All we need is a pass and then we can drop it next year."
Cass ignored Frankie's nudge and shoved her quill into her pocket, cupping her chin in her hand and staring down at the table with its layer of graffiti etched into it.
"Thank god."
Ginny chipped in; waving a long dark velvet shawl that was floating over her head away impatiently. Frankie waved her hands in the air in celebration and they all laughed, even Alyssa who had realised Professor Dane wasn't going to say anything else and was putting her things into her bag.
"Wow, that's great!"
She exclaimed catching sight of the drawing still before Ginny, causing the others to lean over each other to look too.
"Hey, doesn't that look a bit like..."
Frankie's eyes flickered over to the sixth year sat before them chattering idly to Frankie's obsession on his right. A wicked glint appeared in her eyes as Cass snorted with laughter and Alyssa eyed her with a smirk on her face.
"What? Well I suppose it does a little bit."
Ginny replied, turning her head to the side so she could look at the picture from a different angle. Her eyes jerked up when a large pale hand slammed down on the picture, making them all jump as they looked up.
"Oh look, the weasel can draw."
Ginny flushed and glared back into the amused grey eyes, slightly widened in shock as he took in the image of himself on the paper before him.
"Sod off, Malfoy. And give me my picture back."
She snapped holding out her own hand, amazed to see it wasn't shaking at all. She deliberately kept her voice and gaze steady as she glared at him, completely ignoring the fact most of the class were now watching them curiously, some gazing in amusement at Frankie who was staring at Draco's best friend with lowered eyes and a sexy smirk on her lips.
"Well what do you know; it's like a portrait of you a mirror image, mate."
Draco's friend said, slapping him on the shoulder as he eyed the picture over Draco's shoulder.
"Can't hold that against it."
Ginny sneered, making a grab for her picture and missing causing her to grab hold of Draco's hand. She blushed and dropped it straight away as longing burst through every inch of her from their brief contact, her face burned as he raised a smooth silver eyebrow at her. She had no idea where that feeling had come from but its intensity unnerved her and she lowered her eyes so she couldn't see his face.
"It does look exactly like you."
Frankie began, ignoring the warning glance Ginny sent her as she smirked mischievously at the two Slytherins.
"She's got the arrogant face exactly; look she's even got that poor, lost lonely little boy you keep hidden from the world in your eyes."
Draco narrowed his dazzling eyes at her as Cass, Alyssa, Ginny and Draco's friend screamed with laughter at the look on his face. Ginny's laughter faltered as she saw something flicker in the back of his eyes, something that wasn't anger, revulsion or hate which was all he usually showed towards Griffindor's.
"Poor lost what?"
He exploded, shooting a glance at his friend who was still rolling around laughing. Ginny dragged her eyes away from his to the picture still in his hand.
"You heard her."
Cass smirked, getting to her feet as the bell rang and swinging her bag over her shoulder. Alyssa and Frankie followed suit, Frankie exchanging a smouldering look with Draco's friend before wandering over to the door to wait for Ginny as the rest of the class filed past them.
"My picture?"
Ginny said once more, getting to her feet and extending her hand again placing the other at her hip. Draco glanced at her before shoving the piece of parchment into Ginny's hand before stalking out of the room with his friend still snickering as he followed.
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"Did you see the look on his face?"
Her friends were still chattering about what had gone in their Ancient Mythology class ten minutes later while they were sat at the Griffindor house table for lunch. Ginny however was forcible restraining herself from looking over at the Slytherin table and turned gratefully to her best male friend Noah as he dropped into a seat next to her and pulled every food within his reach towards him.
"Hungry?"
She asked, eyeing his piled plate in amusement. He grunted and continued shovelling food into his mouth so fast Crabbe and Goyle would have been proud. Ginny shook her head and turned in amazement to Mason and Xander as they slouched into the other empty seats on her other side.
"What's with him?"
She asked, jerking her head towards Noah who was still eating at an uncomfortably fast pace. Mason shrugged and turned to his own food with a gloomy expression on his face, his long brown hair hiding his eyes from her view.
"We just got a detention from Snape."
Xander replied airily, tucking into his own Shepard's Pie with an indifferent look on his face. Impatiently shoving his dark blonde locks out of his humour-filled eyes blue he turned his gaze to Ginny who was stealing a glance at Draco who was as always surrounded by his fan club of girls.
"Gin?"
Xander asked around his mouthful of carrots, his eyebrows lifted as he watched her lips tighten.
"Sorry, Xander. What did you do to him this time?"
Xander opened his mouth to reply but was over taken by a furious Noah who had finally finished eating and was glaring up at the staff table where Snape was eating and idly chatting with Dumbledore.
"Bugger all; the evil old sod can't take a joke that's all."
He hissed, shooting death glares at the Professor as he got to his feet and swept out of the Hall towards the dungeons. Ginny jumped when a voice piped up before her and turned to look at Dennis Creevey who was settling himself between Alyssa and Cass who were continuing their conversation over his head without pausing once.
"You set him on fire."
Ginny stifled a laugh and raised a questioning eyebrow at Noah who blushed a little but glared stonily back. Xander shrugged and continued with his meal, almost immediately being drawn into an argument about the differences in football and Quidditch with Seamus and Dean who were sat by Cass.
"It was just his cloak, he realised what was going on before it had even reached his ankles. It's not like he was in any danger."
Mason said defensively, looking thoroughly regretful over this fact. Ginny rolled her eyes and glanced back at the Slytherin table, her stomach leaping when they caught sight of a pair of silver-grey eyes staring back. She swallowed nervously and broke the eye-contact; she'd had crushes before and she wasn't a virgin but this was something else. This was something much stronger than simple lust either; it was like a primitive hunger burning inside her whenever he looked at her. She could feel his eyes on her even if she didn't look to check if they were, it scared her.
"Gin, you're spacing out again."
Ginny shook her head and turned to look at Noah who was glaring at her again for not listening. She grinned sheepishly and purposely avoided looking back at the Slytherin table.
"I said we're going to detention so see you all later."
Ginny nodded and watched her three friends get to their foot and head slowly down towards the dungeons still complaining bitterly about Snape.
"Hey, space cadet."
Frankie snapped her fingers in front of Ginny's face and she turned to look at her just as the Golden Trio themselves entered the room and wandered over to them.
"Hey Gin."
Ron said, flopping into Noah's discarded seat and staring at the remains of his dinner with a doom laden expression on his pale freckled face. Cass immediately broke off her conversation with Alyssa and turned to Harry, giving him a dazzling smile that made him blush as he dropped into a seat opposite her.
"Hello Harry."
She said huskily, looking at him from under her sooty lashes. Ginny's eyes met Frankie's and they both turned away quickly, suppressing the urge to laugh.
"What's up with you? Which part of Snape did you set fire to?"
She said, turning to look at Ron who looked up at her in surprise, amusement alighting on his features. Ginny laughed as he immediately cheered up and turned to Alyssa to hear the full story as Ginny had been too deep in thought to take in any of what Noah and the others had been telling her.
Ginny turned to study Harry who was deep in conversation with Cass about the Griffindor Quidditch team. He had grown up a lot lately, what with Voldemort returning and having to deal with Sirius' death, but deep in his eyes he was still the same Harry. He was taller now too, only half a head shorter than Ron but much more muscular. Whereas Ron was long and lean, his strength hidden in his slender frame, Harry was obviously well structured.
His muscles were highly developed from hours of Quidditch over the last seven years and he was very brown as well. Looking closer Ginny saw a sprinkling of freckles on his nose and thought they made him look downright adorable. She'd been over Harry since her fourth year but she had to admit, he was gorgeous. His well-built body held an inner grace and his messy black hair contrasted perfectly with his sparkling green eyes that were either a very dark ivy green with sadness, a clear almost cerulean blue with anger or pure glittering emerald with amusement and happiness.
Realising she must have been staring she turned away quickly to find Hermione looking at her curiously. She flushed and shrugged her shoulders and Hermione leaned in a little closer so the others couldn't hear her.
"You don't like Harry again do you?"
She asked, her eyes flashing with amusement when Ginny shook her head vigorously, her thoughts drifting to a certain silver-haired Slytherin until that same odd frightening feeling returned in the pit of her stomach and she pushed the thoughts away. Hermione grinned as Ginny spaced out again, lost in her own thoughts and studied her as intensely as Ginny had been studying Harry. Shocked by what she saw Hermione did a double take and eyed Ginny in amazement.
Unknown to them all Ginny had grown up. Her once wild fiery red hair now flowed sleek and smooth to touch her bra-strap, the odd dark orange now changed to a deep almost blood-red colour that enhanced her silky flawless white skin, her freckles now almost gone save for a few over her nose. Her huge almond shaped eyes had somehow faded to a pale piercing jade that seemed to stare right through you when she looked directly at you.
"Hermione!"
Ron almost shouted and Hermione jumped and turned to look at him, the colour building in her cheeks as they all turned to look at her causing an amused silence to fall over the group.
"Sorry Ron, what did you say?"
She said, smiling at him and raising an eyebrow when he narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously.
"I said the weather's great on Earth what news from your planet?"
Hermione gave him a filthy look and tossed her head back so her long now straight locks caught the light and shone.
"There's no need to be sarcastic."
She hissed acidly, hiding her surprise when he blushed and lowered his eyes. Ginny rolled her eyes at the pair of them and got to her feet, swinging her long shoulder bag onto her shoulder and dropping her drawing into it.
"Well I've got an essay to write on medieval weapons, the joy. See you later."
The group chorused their goodbyes as she grimaced at the notebook Alyssa handed her filled with her notes from that days lesson. Walking quickly out of the Hall she sensed rather than saw the pair of cold grey eyes following her trek out of the heavy wooden doors and up the huge marble stairs.
((Draco's POV))
"Is this the most boring lesson ever invented or what?"
His best friend grumbled as Draco Malfoy swizzled his wand in between his long fingers as he stared blankly at the clean sheet of parchment in front of him. Draco scowled and looked up as Professor Dane prance about at the front whittering on about some rubbish that when on thousands of years ago.
"Yeah, closely followed by History of Magic."
He agreed, glancing sideways at his fellow Slytherin who was nosing through a thick red book. Draco grinned and plucked the book out of his hands, flicking through to the back pages where there were pages and pages of the number one and the occasional number two beneath their names.
"Blue, have you noticed we're on exactly the same number?"
He muttered, pointing at the pages as Blue leaned over his shoulder to see if he was right. He prodded a section of the page and looked up at Draco with amusement playing over his handsome face.
"Why have you given yourself triple marks for last weekend?"
He asked, switching immediately into French as he glanced over his shoulder to see one of the hotter Griffindor sixth years staring at him. Draco scanned the page and thought back to the weekend; blonde, tall, nice body, virgin, Griffindor.
He grinned at Blue who was still watching him waiting for an answer, used to his friend's silent pauses without any indication of whether he was going to answer or not.
"One she was a virgin, and two she was a Griffindor."
He replied smoothly, turning back to the book and flicking through the pages filled with names of their conquests; they were the two hottest guys in the whole of Hogwarts, and they knew it.
Draco with his muscular body to die for from years of Quidditch, his long sleek icy-silver-blond hair that almost reached his shoulders and fell into place perfectly no matter what he did, and his sexy grey eyes that could like right through you if they wished was every girls dream of a white knight, except he wasn't the savoir part. More likely he slept with girls then dumped them, occasionally going back for more if they were good enough.
Blue on the other hand was one of the few Slytherins the other houses actually liked, of course every girl in the vicinity had the hots for him and Draco but few from other houses actually liked them. Blue was a complete contrast to Draco in looks and personality, one of the things that pulled them together as friends in the first place, and he was entirely the tall dark stranger every girl hoped to meet one day.
He had huge navy blue eyes that laughed with secrets only he, and possibly Draco knew about and a large drooping mouth that was formed into a heart- warming smile most of the time. His long, Greek nose was a smooth gold- colour enhanced by a dark tan, the slim silver loop in his left ear only bettered his beauty, and the sprinkling of freckles over his nose and beneath his eyes made him look younger than he really was and his shaggy shoulder-length hair only slightly longer than Draco's was a very dark black almost blue, and fell about his face in the most becoming way.
He impatiently tucked his hair behind his ear and scanned Draco's list looking for any he had shared. He most definitely was the total opposite to Draco in everything but this, when it came to their sex lives they were both the same; both needed to have at least three girls a week to keep their self confidence going. Their over-bearing fathers may have given them the arrogance they outwardly swelled with, they were very insecure inside, a fact they generally didn't display to the public as they saw it as a weakness.
Draco raised an eyebrow at Blue when he heard an intake of breath from behind them, he turned slightly so he could see out of the corner of his eye the four Griffindor sixth years sat behind them, one of which was Potter's side kick's sister.
"Wow, that's great!"
Blue's eyes met Draco's and he saw an almost predatory look flicker deep inside them that made him shift slightly in his seat before returning his gaze to the four girls. The pair of them waited a few seconds before starting what an outsider would take as a random conversation;
"The blonde looks like she may have potential."
He observed, not even looking fully at her as the four girls flicked their gaze over to the pair of them for a few seconds.
"I'm betting on the red head."
Draco replied watching them looking at a piece of parchment the said red- head had been scribbling on all lesson.
"Why?"
Blue asked, sneaking a glance at the red-head he spoke of and recognising it as none other than Ginny Weasley who was now blushing to the roots of her gorgeous red hair for some reason.
"Why the blonde?"
Draco shot back, his eyes on the four girls once more as they all looked up at the two Slytherins.
"Fair Point."
Blue replied, knowing better than to argue with Draco when it came to his choice in girls. He seemed to have developed an unnerving taste for the forbidden lately, more and more seducing Griffindor's rather than the bitterly disappointed Slytherins. Draco's eyes met Blue's and he gave him a roguish look that had Blue studying him warily, half in anticipation of what he was going to do and half in trepidation.
"Hey, doesn't that look a bit like..."
The two boys sat in silence for a few seconds listening to Ginny's stammering reply.
"What? Well I suppose it does a little bit."
Draco gave in to temptation and spun around, slamming his hand down on top of the sheaf of parchment making all four girls jump, the blonde's eyes immediately racing to meet Blue's assessing gaze.
"Oh look, the weasel can draw."
Draco gazed down at the picture, uncharacteristically letting his eyes widen in shock as he looked at the mirror image of himself on the parchment. She had him perfect, the arrogant smirk, the shadowed eyes hiding everything he felt and thought from everyone but Blue, the high chiselled cheekbones giving him the look of royalty and his long perfect hair every strand in place.
"Sod off, Malfoy. And give me my picture back."
He looked up to find Ginny shooting daggers at him with her eyes as she stretched out a hand for the parchment her eyes a mixture of an unexplainable strong pull of lust he himself was feeling and anger making them drop a shade to dark green.
"Well what do you know; it's like a portrait of you a mirror image, mate."
Draco felt Blue slap him on the shoulder as he chuckled the words at him, his head next to Draco's as he eyed the picture in amusement.
"Can't hold that against it."
Ginny snapped, making a grab for the picture but gripping his hand instead. Draco felt a shock of desire dart through him from her touch and he raised an eyebrow at her on the pretext of taunting her but really wondering if she had felt it too.
"It does look exactly like you."
Draco looked slightly to Ginny's right, his eyes landing on the blonde Blue was still eying up. His eyed her suspiciously and watched her warily, his expression remaining exactly the same as always.
"She's got the arrogant face exactly; look she's even got that poor, lost lonely little boy you keep hidden from the world in your eyes."
Draco narrowed his eyes at her and scowled as the four girls, including his best fucking friend burst into hysterical laughter at this. He winced inwardly as he realised how close she was to the truth, she didn't know this of course she was merely shooting into the dark. He noticed Ginny watching him, her laughter dieing as she watched him and he quickly emptied his mind of such thoughts, turning to the blonde with anger.
"Poor lost what?"
He howled, he glared at his best friend who was still two-double laughing at what the blonde had said, the fact that he was gazing at her with something bordering on admiration did not escape his attention.
"You heard her."
He glared at the girl with light brown hair that was cut just below her chin on the left but shot down in a diagonal line to just past her bra strap on the right side who got swiftly to her feet when the bell rang and dragged her bag onto her shoulder. The blonde and the other girl with long mahogany coloured wavy hair did the same, the blonde giving Blue a seductive glance which he returned with a wink before sauntering over to the doorway as the rest of the class trooped out chattering idly over the usual rubbish; Quidditch, one of the Weird Sisters recent engagement.
"My picture?"
Draco glanced down at the piece of parchment still clutched in his hand before shoving it at Ginny as she got to her feet with her hand outstretched once again, the other hooked on her hip in a thoroughly sexy way as her skirt rode up her thigh higher. Draco stepped away quickly and crossed the room to the doorway with Blue trailing along behind him still chuckling to himself.
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Draco went about dinner in his usual way, laughing and jeering with his group, flirting with the girls who continuously followed him and Blue about. He turned slightly to look at a small raven-haired ringleted girl who was edging closer to him hopefully. He gave her a cold look and went back to prodding his uneaten dinner with his fork. He glanced up and caught sight of Ginny staring dreamily into space as the three girls from Ancient Mythology laughed and chattered away idly in front of her.
He narrowed his eyes at the wave of yearning that washed over him from no where and he quickly moved his eyes and noisily joined in Blue's argument with Pansy Parkinson over which of their separate Quidditch teams was better.
The next time he glanced over at her she was chatting idly with a trio of good-looking boys sat around her. He glared at the four of them without even realising he was doing it, his eyes meeting hers when she glanced up idly. They held each others gaze for a few seconds until she dropped her eyes and looked away, turning to one of the boys when he asked her a question.
His eyes stayed on her as the three boys grinned and left heading towards the dungeons, only to have their seats taken by Griffindor's Golden Trio. Jealousy rose up inside him as he saw her studying Potter for what seemed a very long time, he tried to control his burst of envy but it burned into his eyes and his hands clutched his cutlery. He had no idea why he was feeling this way over her, he didn't even fancy her but for some reason he wanted her. And it wasn't just lust it was desperate, sweaty palms, heart racing, knees trembling, 'I want that girl' desire and he was only just keeping it under control.
His darkened eyes followed her as she left the Hall, her hips swinging and making him suck in a shallow breath and swallow hard.
"You alright mate?"
Draco turned to look at Blue who was watching him, confusion evident in his big dark eyes. Draco nodded and forced a grin before lowering his eyes to his plate, the desire gone as soon as it had surfaced, out of the door with Her. He shook his head and took a large gulp of pumpkin juice, hoping to god he was losing his mind. He jerked his head up when a flash of dark red passed the corner of his eye and slammed down his goblet.
"Draco, what the hell are you doing?"
Blue cried, gazing at Draco as if he feared for his sanity when he jumped to his feet with his chest heaving and his hands balled into fists.
"I have... to go... somewhere... I have to... talk to her..."
Blue stared at him, completely confused; Draco hadn't mentioned a particular girl. Draco's breathing steadily slowed and he sat down slowly, looking at Blue with huge confused eyes.
"No one... it doesn't matter."
Blue gazed at him for a moment before shrugging and turning back to Pansy, keeping Draco just within his gaze in case he lost it again. Draco knew he was doing this and he was grateful, if he'd gone after Ginny god knows what he would have ended up doing, the thought of touching her disgusted him yet excited him and he was revolted when the very thought of her turned him on.