A/N: as always none of it is mine besides the characters not familiar from
the books.
In answer to a question I got asked, in my fic Ancient Mythology is so dull only a few seventh years took it which is why they're in the same class as the sixth years
Thanx to all for the reviews, I do try and update every day but as the chapters are slightly longer than my others it takes longer to write, anyway enjoy the latest chapter =) cheers babes xx
The lyrics at the beginning are from 'Don't Wanna Love You' by Babyface
The lyrics in the middle are from 'We Will Rock You' by Queen
Chapter Four – Games On and Off the Pitch
Don't want your name or your number
Cuz I don't wanna give you a call
Don't wanna end up your lover
Ooh, I don't wanna know you at all
"You're not exactly helping." Ginny snapped as Blue and Draco sighed and looked at each other.
"You have to feel the power flowing through you; like your blood, or your breath. It's inside you already you just have to bring it to the surface the moment you want it."
Draco's voice sent icy shivers down her spine as his hands circled her waist, his breath hot on her ear as he stepped up close behind her.
"Have you ever seen 'Dirty Dancing'?"
Draco shot Blue a look as he stepped in front of Ginny, sandwiching her between them, his hands gripping hers gently as he pulled her arms towards him. Ginny nodded, her heart racing yet her body serenely calm as Draco's hands caressed her hips and waist and Blue's thumbs drew little circles on her inner wrists with his forefingers.
"Well you know where he's teaching her to dance? And he shows her the heartbeat?"
Ginny nodded once again as he took her right hand, her Mark shimmering in the torch-light and placed it on his chest over his heart. She could feel his heart beating steadily beneath the hard muscular plate of his chest beneath her fingers.
"Well it's just like that, feel your heart sending your blood around your body and feel it join up with your power. Allow it to spread all over you as the blood flows."
Ginny's eyes flickered closed as Draco lowered his lips gently to her neck, tracing her pulse point with his tongue as her heart rate increased then slowed down even further than normal. His hands were rubbing her bare hips gently as her back Lycra leggings with the matching red hot pants fell well below her waist.
She gave a little sigh which almost immediately turned to a gasp of surprise when the Change began. Her eyes flew open and her body began to shudder, her heart beat very plainly increasing under her tight red Lycra bikini-tank top.
"Well done, now. You need to do the opposite. When you feel the blood try and slow it down, feel it cooling inside you."
She nodded at Blue and closed her eyes again, her blood felt like red hot lava gushing around inside her and she concentrated all her efforts on slowing it which was proving very difficult as Draco was still kissing her along her shoulder and neck while Blue smirked at him.
When her skin turned cold and her heart rate returned to normal she looked up with a grin on her face.
"I did it!" She cried, jumping up and down and almost knocking Draco out as her shoulder struck his jaw.
"What can we do now?" She asked excitedly, her eyes shining with enthusiasm, dulling slightly when Blue and Draco shook their heads simultaneously.
"We all have a match to go to if I'm not mistaken. And if you burn your energy too fast, it will exhaust you and we don't want that to happen in the middle of a key match do we?"
Ginny's shoulders sagged in disappointment but she decided that he was right, as always, Harry would do his nut if she messed this game up for Griffindor, especially as it was against Slytherin.
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The crowd did rapid calculations in their heads as the two teams conversed with their Captains at the front of the stands. Hermione, Alyssa, Cass and Noah shoved their way through the Griffindors to the very front of the stand where the Griffindor team were crowded around Harry as Captain who was desperate to win the cup before he left at the end of the year.
"Harry!"
Harry raised his head as Cass hissed his name from the crowd; he smiled at her and dragged Ginny and Ron along towards them, pummelling his way through his team-mates towards her. His thick black hair was plastered to his head with sweat, his expressionless face was tinged with pink from his exertions on the pitch and his eyes sparkled behind his glasses.
He grinned at them as they grinned back, Ginny could see Noah gazing at the team longingly; he was desperate to be on the team, and she laughed before quickly turning away when Noah threw her a reproachful look.
"Good luck with the second half." Cass mumbled at Harry, blushing as he fixed his speculative gaze on her.
"Thanks, you been watching the match?"
He raised his eyes to look at the rest of the group around him when they nodded stating the obvious. Ginny smiled vaguely, unconsciously watching Draco as he chattered with Blue on the other side of the pitch while the stands around them buzzed with babbling students and teachers all happily wondering about the outcome of the match. Three of the four houses were rooting for Griffindor as Slytherin was still anything but popular.
"Harry!"
Harry spun around as Mason yelled for him to come over.
"Well... good luck."
Cass, Hermione and Alyssa gave them a quick kiss on the cheek and a hug before slumping down in the seats behind them. The friends muttered various Good luck's to the team before taking their seats and clapping their hands expectantly as the two teams flooded back onto the pitch; the Griffindor's vivid red and gold uniforms a complete contrast to Slytherin's green and silver.
"And they're back on the pitch, with the score 30-30 at the end of time- out, who will triumph? Well we all know who we want it to be but that doesn't mean the stinking, cheating..."
In the split second before the whistle went Ginny laughed and shook her head, looking up at Xander who was commentating in a very biased way that included lots of swearing. Three quarters of the stands rose to their feet screaming as she raced towards the goal with the Quaffle seemingly stuck to her hands.
"And its Ginny, will she score? Come on Ginny; hit him he's only the Keeper! And it's only Domaine after all, it's not like he's any good or anything!"
Xander was screaming into the speaker now, dancing out of Professor McGonagall's reach as she reached out to grab the speaker away from him.
"Chill Professor I'll stop. And it's saved." Xander continued in disgust, sitting back down and ignoring the Professor screeching furiously into his ear.
"And its Ginny again, once more heading for the goal with Mason and Frankie right behind him... whack him with your bat Frankie, it's there for a reason!"
Xander dived out of the Professor's reach once more;
"Come on Ginny! Keep going, you're nearly there! And Martins goes down as Mason knocks a bludger at him, good boy!" He bellowed.
Ginny could see Alyssa clinging onto Noah now, jumping up and down, her eyes never leaving Ginny as she darted around the Slytherin's defence. Next to her Cass was screaming herself hoarse as she perched precariously on Neville Longbottom's back, ignoring the shouts of outrage from the students behind her who couldn't see.
"And she's closing in on the Keeper, it's just the two of them, Mason and Frankie are flattening Martins and Ridgeyard with bludgers just behind him, go for it the lousy scumbags... alrite!" He yelled as the Professor made a dive at him yet again.
"Go on Ginny, you can do it, shoot! And she's taking aim, she's... THAT'S ILLEGAL!" Xander roared, outraged as a Slytherin player flew directly at Ginny and hooked her feet with his hand making Ginny overbalance and almost fall off her broom.
"Come on Ref, call something!" Noah yelled over the screams of the livid Griffindor supporters as Hermione, Alyssa and Cass let out a united shriek and almost dived over the edge of the stand as they leaned over trying to see if Ginny was alright.
To their relief she got to her feet and shot a filthy look at the player that had knocked her over.
"And that's a penalty for Griffindor. And they deserve it too after that obvious foul made by that low-down revolting worthless cheating son-of-a..."
Xander was cut short as Professor McGonagall slammed her hand on the desk in front of him, reminding him she was there.
"Thompson, I am warning you... one more word like that and you never commentate again! I thought I got rid of that kind of behaviour when Lee Jordan left."
The entire stands could hear her bawling him out, though by the look on her face it was clear she completely agreed with what he had said or had been about to say.
Reeva Dolson, a pretty seventh year from Ginny's Advanced Transfiguration class took the penalty shot and landed it in the net no problem; bringing the score to 40-30 to Griffindor.
"And there's a wonderful shot by Reeva Dolson putting Griffindor in the lead where they belong. Brilliant girl, Reeva, I've been saying it since I got here but she still makes excuses not to go out with me..."
The stands were two-double laughing at Xander's commentary when Slytherin seized possession of the Quaffle and streaked towards the goal.
"Professor; get off! And Slytherin have the Quaffle and are heading to the goal, come on come on miss! Damn it and they've scored."
Xander mumbled in disgust as the Professor let go of the speaker she had grabbed earlier.
"Come on guys; let's give them some support!" Alyssa shrieked at the stands that were supporting Griffindor. Whipping a C.D Player and two speakers out of her back pack she mumbled a few words and they magnified to ten times their normal size so that a group of second years had to dash out of the way before they were crushed.
Alyssa paid no attention to them and muttered some more odd words at the C.D Player which switched itself on and began to play a song at full tilt, causing screams of joy and laughter from the Griffindor supporters.
"Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
Singin'
All Ginny could think about was how cheesy it looked and sounded but all that was drowned out when, as one, Griffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff raised themselves from their seats and began to clap, sing and stomp their feet along to the music that was now pounding through the stadium at a deafening volume, even Dumbledore was discretely singing along;
"We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you"
Both teams stopped their play on the pitch and looked up at the stands; three sides were a complete wall of scarlet and golden things; clothes, scarves, cloaks, hats, gloves. Harry caught sight of the huge speakers inspiring the crowds and he grinned up at Alyssa causing Cass to scowl at her. As though a spell had been cast and then broken the two teams realised they were still battling for the cup and they sprang back into action.
The stands erupted into screams of delight as Dean Thomas scored a goal from behind the Slytherin Captain, swinging the Quaffle right under his arm and into the net; Griffindor were in the lead again. The next five minutes went by like lightening as both teams went racing around the pitch, both hell-bent on winning.
Two seconds before a bludger aimed directly at her head zoomed past her Ginny somehow dug the Quaffle out of the group of struggling Chasers and scorching it up the pitch and into the net, winning another ten points just as Harry snatched the snitch from under Draco's nose, winning the game.
"WE WON, WE WON, WE BLOODY WON! GEROFF PROFESSOR WE WON!" Xander bellowed, abandoning the speaker and racing down the steps to the pitch.
"YES!"
Ginny screamed, racing down to the pitch on her broom and leaping off into her team mates' arms, her hands punching the air as she danced up and down, hardly noticing Alyssa, Xander and Noah clinging to each other and yelling themselves hoarse as the Griffindor team sprinted back to the stands cheering and the crowds flooded onto the pitch to embrace them.
Cass ran straight to Harry who was surrounded by a huge group of mostly girls who he pushed out of the way to meet Cass and grab her, swinging her round as her hands flew around his neck.
"We did it, we did it!"
Most of the crowd had taken up the chant by the time Harry finally lowered Cass down so her feet were back on the ground.
Ginny sidled out of the crowd and headed discreetly towards Draco and Blue who were checking their brooms for damage as the rest of the team slouched off towards the changing rooms. She tapped Draco on the shoulder just as the thought; what the hell are you doing?! flashed through her mind. She pushed it away as his eyes met hers and Blue disappeared into the crowd of Slytherins.
"So... how does second place feel?"
She asked, staring up at him, with her head on one side, looking up at him under her lashes with a cheeky grin on her face.
"Getting pretty used to it since Potter joined the fucking team." He snapped bitterly, thrusting his hands into the pockets of his robes and looking moodily at the floor.
Ginny grinned up at him boldly, slowly pulling his head around towards her as she stood on her tiptoes leaning against him.
"You sound depressed."
He looked down at her with that familiar hunger burning into her from their depths and when he spoke the shake in his voice was only just evident by her enhanced senses.
"Malfoy's don't like losing."
She smiled up at him, licking her lips so the tip of her tongue stroked his bottom lip.
"I would have thought Malfoy's were beyond simple competitions like a Hogwarts Quidditch Cup."
She grinned up at him sexily, their eyes meeting and a fire coursing through them, rejuvenating Draco's tired and aching body and setting Ginny's alight. It wasn't long before they were pulled apart again though, the crowd weaving around them curiously.
She was teasing him and she knew it, she didn't really want him; well her vampire side did, but she didn't actually fancy him. She just enjoyed pushing him as she knew it was a skill very few people could do.
"See ya!"
Draco glanced up in time to see Ginny swept into the centre of the cheering crowds heading towards the castle, depositing the team at the changing rooms on their way.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
"I really don't think this is a good idea."
Ginny rolled her eyes and continued lighting the torches throughout the room; she was having to use her wand as she hadn't managed to create more than a few wisps of flame on her own yet.
"Come on Noah, have some balls."
She grinned innocently when he shot her a filthy look, standing awkwardly in the middle of the empty disused classroom down in the dungeon corridor.
"Look it'll be fine, if you start getting out of hand I'll just Change."
Doubts still clouded his eyes and she put a reassuring hand on his muscular shoulder, soothing him with her eyes.
"I don't know how to do it voluntarily."
She grinned wickedly at him and stepped away, pulling her hair out of its clip and wandering in and out of the desks, swinging her hips and making hot eyes at him. He swallowed nervously and watched her as though she had lost her mind.
"Erm Ginny... what are you doing?"
She stripped her jumper in the sexiest way he could ever imagine, his heart beat doubled and his palms suddenly got very sweaty.
"Well the first time I Changed, I was very nervous and that's what triggered it. I'm planning on making you as nervous as I can. First your palms will get sweaty."
He nodded vaguely, the lights in the room flickering as his blood sped up and his eyes began to Change. Ginny pulled off her tie and unbutton half of her shirt slightly, her hair falling in a wave over her shoulder as she circled him, thinking hard back to the film she'd seen when this had worked.
She stepped back as he slipped into the Change, his eyes flashing and enlarging, changing to a dark ivy green interlaced with black and brown. His hair seemed to change into a more subtle brown with highlights of moss green and shifted slightly as though a slight breeze was ruffling his locks.
He rose to his feet just as Draco and herself had and a green, brown and black smoky haze shot up around him with touches of a slight mahogany colour and his nails lengthened just as hers had and turned a dark jade a few shades darker than her eyes before fading back to their normal colour.
"See."
Noah looked down at his hands, turning them over so he could see the faintly green shade fade from his skin before looking back up at Ginny.
"How do I stop it?"
His voice was heavier somehow, as though layered with earth and Ginny had no doubt from that instant that Noah was the One of Earth. She carefully sifted through all the instructions Blue had given her on how to shut it down, finally deciding not to overwhelm him.
"You need to level your emotions out, chill your blood."
Noah looked up at her incredulously and she sighed, realising how hard it must have been for Blue and Draco to teach her, but she was a lot more excited about her powers whereas Noah was just plain terrified of what he might end up doing.
"Think of a calming song and sing the words in your head."
It took them about twenty minutes until Noah was fully out of the Change and he collapsed as soon as he was; absolutely exhausted. Ginny sank down onto the floor next to him and conjured up some Chocolate Frogs and Butterbeers for them from her stash under her bed.
He took some from her gratefully and ran a hand through his hair, dark with sweat. She could see his hand was shaking and his eyes were fever bright; obviously he hadn't Changed very much since the first time and it was very plainly still a new experience for his body.
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((Draco's POV))
She was getting better, even he had to admit that, but he couldn't escape the fact that every time he held her to instruct her he had the insane urge to... NO stop right there! He shook those kinds of thoughts out of his head and returned to the present where Blue and Ginny were arguing light heartedly as always.
He was jealous most of the time about how close Blue and Ginny were getting, not in a sexual or romantic way but in a friendly way. They flirted a lot but it was mostly joking around flirting. He had a strange desire to join in sometimes but his personality wouldn't allow it; he had spent years building up the cold, harsh, brutally honest exterior to protect himself from the world, the only person who had seen the real Draco Malfoy was Blue.
And he was finding it hard letting go of that, even for the few hours a night they spent practising and teaching and lately researching. He was easing up slightly around Ginny as her friendly personality made it very hard to hate her, but she was always quick with a sharp comment if she was pushed and he liked that.
Truth be told he was scared about this new found power, he had a strong hold on his temper but certain things tended to compromise that he if he Changed involuntarily as he had the first time he'd seen Ginny Change, god knows what he'd end up doing.
Dragging his thoughts back to the present he turned to look at Ginny who was snapping at Blue for a change.
"You're not exactly helping."
Draco sighed and looked over at Blue who was looking thoroughly fed up, but his eyes showed he was amused at the whole thing.
"You have to feel the power flowing through you; like your blood, or your breath. It's inside you already you just have to bring it to the surface the moment you want it."
His whispered words produced goose bumps on her flesh and he crept up behind her, making no sound a normal human could hear and even the other two could only hear a slight creak on the floor. He touched her waist slightly, sliding his hands around it and hearing her heart rate quicken slightly.
"Have you ever seen 'Dirty Dancing'?"
Draco looked over at Blue who was pressing slightly against her from in front his hands pulling hers towards his chest as he spoke. Draco could see him caressing her inner wrists and was sure if it was anyone else he would have ripped their spinal cord out by now. Instead he massaged the bare skin between Ginny's Lycra leggings and shorts and her little red crop top as Blue spoke.
"Well you know where he's teaching her to dance? And he shows her the heartbeat?"
Glancing up to see Blue placing her right hand flat over his heart Draco lowered his head once more and traced her pulse in her neck with his tongue.
"Well it's just like that, feel your heart sending your blood around your body and feel it join up with your power. Allow it to spread all over you as the blood flows."
Draco and Blue fell slightly a way from her when her Change began and Draco shot Blue a triumphant look.
"Well done, now. You need to do the opposite. When you feel the blood try and slow it down, feel it cooling inside you."
Blue spoke for Draco as he, Draco, felt the first stirrings of his own Change begin once more and focused his energy on keeping it at bay.
"I did it!"
Draco stepped back quickly when Ginny shrieked and jumped up and down in excitement nearly breaking his jaw with her shoulder in the process.
"What can we do now?"
'I think we better stop, as much as I'd like to exhaust her before a major game, I have an annoying voice that sounds very much like a conscience telling me not to.'
Blue's voice resounded in Draco's head and they both shook their heads at the same time, causing Ginny to lower her eyes and shrug her shoulders in disappointment.
"We all have a match to go to if I'm not mistaken. And if you burn your energy too fast, it will exhaust you and we don't want that to happen in the middle of a key match do we?"
Ginny glared at them for a moment before smiling and grabbing her bag, pulling her school robes on and heading back to Griffindor tower to meet the rest of the team.
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"Tell me again why I decided to Captain this fucking team?" Draco grumbled to Blue as they both took long swigs of water from the flasks being handed round and towelled some of the sweat off their faces.
"Easy lays? Respect? Responsibility? The usual shit."
Draco snorted and squirted some water onto his face and head, slicking his hair back out of his face and wiping the excess water out of his eyes.
"Bollocks, I can get laid easily anyway, and why would I want these losers respect?"
Blue rolled his eyes and went back to bouncing the Quaffle onto the floor where it sprang back into his arms. He shot a poisonous glance at Madam Hooch when she summoned the ball and stalked onto the centre pitch ready for play to resume.
Out of the corner of his eyes, Draco caught sight of Ginny trying and failing to watch him without being noticed while her little friends and Potter's fan club swooned around them.
"Let's go!" He bellowed to his team who lumbered to their feet, Crabbe and Goyle swinging their bats around aimlessly and nearly concussing a passing fifth year.
He slapped Blue on the back encouragingly before turning to face the Griffindor team who were all glaring back with various degrees of disgust on their faces. He grudgingly shook hands with Potter and clutched his broom waiting for the whistle to signal the second half.
Rocketing upwards he barely glimpsed a whirl of red darting past him as Ginny seized control of the Quaffle and shot over to the goal with a determined look on her face, dodging a bludger Crabbe sent hurtling her way.
He pushed all thoughts of what was going on elsewhere on the pitch out of his mind and scanned the air with hawk eyes, circling the pitch in the opposite direction to Potter who was doing the same. He barely took in a word of Thompson's commentary, only listening to the sore every now and then as he swerved in and out of players hoping to end this game quickly.
Feeling a slight pain in the back of his head he whirled around on his broom to see Ginny sprawled on the ground and one of his Chasers, Carson, guffawing stupidly until Madam Hooch whistled a penalty. Draco pushed his anger down firmly, turning his back on the goal as a Griffindor Chaser took the penalty.
His eyes twitched faintly and he paused in midair, listening as a song roared up from the red and gold section of the stands. He narrowed his eyes when Potter grinned at someone in the stands before shaking his head and zooming to the opposite end of the pitch, his eyes darting in all directions looking for a flash of gold.
Seeing it directly in front of him he lay almost flat on his broom, racing it towards it, just as Ginny seized the Quaffle and darted past him, temporarily taking his attention from the snitch right before him. He snapped his head around when the crowds started screaming in time to see Potter raising a fist in the air, the snitch's tiny wings protruding from either side of his clenched fist.
Shooting him a look of deepest loathing Draco dove almost vertically down towards the ground and dismounted with his disappointed team-mates who were patting each other on the back and muttering curses under their breath.
Draco was about to follow the wave of green and silver across the pitch into the changing rooms but a tap on his shoulder made him turn around slowly, barely noticing Blue fading into the crowd.
Ginny stood before him, a smudge of dust on her cheek and her hair already falling out of its high ponytail around her face in glossy damp waves. She impatiently flicked her hair behind her shoulder and grinned smugly up at him.
"So... how does second place feel?"
He glowered at her for a second, shoving his hands into the pockets of his robes and turning moodily to stare at the floor.
"Getting pretty used to it since Potter joined the fucking team." He snarled, shooting poisonous glances at Potter who was all over one of Ginny's friends from Ancient Mythology.
Turning back he found her grinning at him confidently, placing a hand on his chin and cupping his chiselled white cheek in her small warm hand as she leaned against him.
"You sound depressed."
He felt the now familiar desire surge up inside him as he looked down at her.
"Malfoy's don't like losing."
She shot him a seductive smile and his heart rate faltered, vaguely wondering if he'd pass out from the dizzying longing shuddering through him, he didn't even try and make a smart comment as she ran the tip of her tongue over his bottom lip.
"I would have thought Malfoy's were beyond simple competitions like a Hogwarts Quidditch Cup."
Grinning up at him he had one thought in his mind, besides the vague idea of throwing her down and ripping her clothes right there, and that was how the hell did she become so god damn sexy? She was playing him like a master and to his knowledge she had only slept with one person a few times when she was dating whatever his name was.
"See ya!"
He was so deep in thought the words only registered in his mind a few seconds later and he jerked his head up just as she was dragged into the midst of the screaming crowds on their way to the castle, losing the Griffindor team on the way as they forced their way into their changing rooms to get showered and changed.
Pushing the idea of Ginny in the shower firmly to the back of his mind, Draco crossed the pitch quickly towards his own changing rooms where the team were either bitching about Potter and the Griffindor's or angrily silent as they changed.
In answer to a question I got asked, in my fic Ancient Mythology is so dull only a few seventh years took it which is why they're in the same class as the sixth years
Thanx to all for the reviews, I do try and update every day but as the chapters are slightly longer than my others it takes longer to write, anyway enjoy the latest chapter =) cheers babes xx
The lyrics at the beginning are from 'Don't Wanna Love You' by Babyface
The lyrics in the middle are from 'We Will Rock You' by Queen
Chapter Four – Games On and Off the Pitch
Don't want your name or your number
Cuz I don't wanna give you a call
Don't wanna end up your lover
Ooh, I don't wanna know you at all
"You're not exactly helping." Ginny snapped as Blue and Draco sighed and looked at each other.
"You have to feel the power flowing through you; like your blood, or your breath. It's inside you already you just have to bring it to the surface the moment you want it."
Draco's voice sent icy shivers down her spine as his hands circled her waist, his breath hot on her ear as he stepped up close behind her.
"Have you ever seen 'Dirty Dancing'?"
Draco shot Blue a look as he stepped in front of Ginny, sandwiching her between them, his hands gripping hers gently as he pulled her arms towards him. Ginny nodded, her heart racing yet her body serenely calm as Draco's hands caressed her hips and waist and Blue's thumbs drew little circles on her inner wrists with his forefingers.
"Well you know where he's teaching her to dance? And he shows her the heartbeat?"
Ginny nodded once again as he took her right hand, her Mark shimmering in the torch-light and placed it on his chest over his heart. She could feel his heart beating steadily beneath the hard muscular plate of his chest beneath her fingers.
"Well it's just like that, feel your heart sending your blood around your body and feel it join up with your power. Allow it to spread all over you as the blood flows."
Ginny's eyes flickered closed as Draco lowered his lips gently to her neck, tracing her pulse point with his tongue as her heart rate increased then slowed down even further than normal. His hands were rubbing her bare hips gently as her back Lycra leggings with the matching red hot pants fell well below her waist.
She gave a little sigh which almost immediately turned to a gasp of surprise when the Change began. Her eyes flew open and her body began to shudder, her heart beat very plainly increasing under her tight red Lycra bikini-tank top.
"Well done, now. You need to do the opposite. When you feel the blood try and slow it down, feel it cooling inside you."
She nodded at Blue and closed her eyes again, her blood felt like red hot lava gushing around inside her and she concentrated all her efforts on slowing it which was proving very difficult as Draco was still kissing her along her shoulder and neck while Blue smirked at him.
When her skin turned cold and her heart rate returned to normal she looked up with a grin on her face.
"I did it!" She cried, jumping up and down and almost knocking Draco out as her shoulder struck his jaw.
"What can we do now?" She asked excitedly, her eyes shining with enthusiasm, dulling slightly when Blue and Draco shook their heads simultaneously.
"We all have a match to go to if I'm not mistaken. And if you burn your energy too fast, it will exhaust you and we don't want that to happen in the middle of a key match do we?"
Ginny's shoulders sagged in disappointment but she decided that he was right, as always, Harry would do his nut if she messed this game up for Griffindor, especially as it was against Slytherin.
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The crowd did rapid calculations in their heads as the two teams conversed with their Captains at the front of the stands. Hermione, Alyssa, Cass and Noah shoved their way through the Griffindors to the very front of the stand where the Griffindor team were crowded around Harry as Captain who was desperate to win the cup before he left at the end of the year.
"Harry!"
Harry raised his head as Cass hissed his name from the crowd; he smiled at her and dragged Ginny and Ron along towards them, pummelling his way through his team-mates towards her. His thick black hair was plastered to his head with sweat, his expressionless face was tinged with pink from his exertions on the pitch and his eyes sparkled behind his glasses.
He grinned at them as they grinned back, Ginny could see Noah gazing at the team longingly; he was desperate to be on the team, and she laughed before quickly turning away when Noah threw her a reproachful look.
"Good luck with the second half." Cass mumbled at Harry, blushing as he fixed his speculative gaze on her.
"Thanks, you been watching the match?"
He raised his eyes to look at the rest of the group around him when they nodded stating the obvious. Ginny smiled vaguely, unconsciously watching Draco as he chattered with Blue on the other side of the pitch while the stands around them buzzed with babbling students and teachers all happily wondering about the outcome of the match. Three of the four houses were rooting for Griffindor as Slytherin was still anything but popular.
"Harry!"
Harry spun around as Mason yelled for him to come over.
"Well... good luck."
Cass, Hermione and Alyssa gave them a quick kiss on the cheek and a hug before slumping down in the seats behind them. The friends muttered various Good luck's to the team before taking their seats and clapping their hands expectantly as the two teams flooded back onto the pitch; the Griffindor's vivid red and gold uniforms a complete contrast to Slytherin's green and silver.
"And they're back on the pitch, with the score 30-30 at the end of time- out, who will triumph? Well we all know who we want it to be but that doesn't mean the stinking, cheating..."
In the split second before the whistle went Ginny laughed and shook her head, looking up at Xander who was commentating in a very biased way that included lots of swearing. Three quarters of the stands rose to their feet screaming as she raced towards the goal with the Quaffle seemingly stuck to her hands.
"And its Ginny, will she score? Come on Ginny; hit him he's only the Keeper! And it's only Domaine after all, it's not like he's any good or anything!"
Xander was screaming into the speaker now, dancing out of Professor McGonagall's reach as she reached out to grab the speaker away from him.
"Chill Professor I'll stop. And it's saved." Xander continued in disgust, sitting back down and ignoring the Professor screeching furiously into his ear.
"And its Ginny again, once more heading for the goal with Mason and Frankie right behind him... whack him with your bat Frankie, it's there for a reason!"
Xander dived out of the Professor's reach once more;
"Come on Ginny! Keep going, you're nearly there! And Martins goes down as Mason knocks a bludger at him, good boy!" He bellowed.
Ginny could see Alyssa clinging onto Noah now, jumping up and down, her eyes never leaving Ginny as she darted around the Slytherin's defence. Next to her Cass was screaming herself hoarse as she perched precariously on Neville Longbottom's back, ignoring the shouts of outrage from the students behind her who couldn't see.
"And she's closing in on the Keeper, it's just the two of them, Mason and Frankie are flattening Martins and Ridgeyard with bludgers just behind him, go for it the lousy scumbags... alrite!" He yelled as the Professor made a dive at him yet again.
"Go on Ginny, you can do it, shoot! And she's taking aim, she's... THAT'S ILLEGAL!" Xander roared, outraged as a Slytherin player flew directly at Ginny and hooked her feet with his hand making Ginny overbalance and almost fall off her broom.
"Come on Ref, call something!" Noah yelled over the screams of the livid Griffindor supporters as Hermione, Alyssa and Cass let out a united shriek and almost dived over the edge of the stand as they leaned over trying to see if Ginny was alright.
To their relief she got to her feet and shot a filthy look at the player that had knocked her over.
"And that's a penalty for Griffindor. And they deserve it too after that obvious foul made by that low-down revolting worthless cheating son-of-a..."
Xander was cut short as Professor McGonagall slammed her hand on the desk in front of him, reminding him she was there.
"Thompson, I am warning you... one more word like that and you never commentate again! I thought I got rid of that kind of behaviour when Lee Jordan left."
The entire stands could hear her bawling him out, though by the look on her face it was clear she completely agreed with what he had said or had been about to say.
Reeva Dolson, a pretty seventh year from Ginny's Advanced Transfiguration class took the penalty shot and landed it in the net no problem; bringing the score to 40-30 to Griffindor.
"And there's a wonderful shot by Reeva Dolson putting Griffindor in the lead where they belong. Brilliant girl, Reeva, I've been saying it since I got here but she still makes excuses not to go out with me..."
The stands were two-double laughing at Xander's commentary when Slytherin seized possession of the Quaffle and streaked towards the goal.
"Professor; get off! And Slytherin have the Quaffle and are heading to the goal, come on come on miss! Damn it and they've scored."
Xander mumbled in disgust as the Professor let go of the speaker she had grabbed earlier.
"Come on guys; let's give them some support!" Alyssa shrieked at the stands that were supporting Griffindor. Whipping a C.D Player and two speakers out of her back pack she mumbled a few words and they magnified to ten times their normal size so that a group of second years had to dash out of the way before they were crushed.
Alyssa paid no attention to them and muttered some more odd words at the C.D Player which switched itself on and began to play a song at full tilt, causing screams of joy and laughter from the Griffindor supporters.
"Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
Singin'
All Ginny could think about was how cheesy it looked and sounded but all that was drowned out when, as one, Griffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff raised themselves from their seats and began to clap, sing and stomp their feet along to the music that was now pounding through the stadium at a deafening volume, even Dumbledore was discretely singing along;
"We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you"
Both teams stopped their play on the pitch and looked up at the stands; three sides were a complete wall of scarlet and golden things; clothes, scarves, cloaks, hats, gloves. Harry caught sight of the huge speakers inspiring the crowds and he grinned up at Alyssa causing Cass to scowl at her. As though a spell had been cast and then broken the two teams realised they were still battling for the cup and they sprang back into action.
The stands erupted into screams of delight as Dean Thomas scored a goal from behind the Slytherin Captain, swinging the Quaffle right under his arm and into the net; Griffindor were in the lead again. The next five minutes went by like lightening as both teams went racing around the pitch, both hell-bent on winning.
Two seconds before a bludger aimed directly at her head zoomed past her Ginny somehow dug the Quaffle out of the group of struggling Chasers and scorching it up the pitch and into the net, winning another ten points just as Harry snatched the snitch from under Draco's nose, winning the game.
"WE WON, WE WON, WE BLOODY WON! GEROFF PROFESSOR WE WON!" Xander bellowed, abandoning the speaker and racing down the steps to the pitch.
"YES!"
Ginny screamed, racing down to the pitch on her broom and leaping off into her team mates' arms, her hands punching the air as she danced up and down, hardly noticing Alyssa, Xander and Noah clinging to each other and yelling themselves hoarse as the Griffindor team sprinted back to the stands cheering and the crowds flooded onto the pitch to embrace them.
Cass ran straight to Harry who was surrounded by a huge group of mostly girls who he pushed out of the way to meet Cass and grab her, swinging her round as her hands flew around his neck.
"We did it, we did it!"
Most of the crowd had taken up the chant by the time Harry finally lowered Cass down so her feet were back on the ground.
Ginny sidled out of the crowd and headed discreetly towards Draco and Blue who were checking their brooms for damage as the rest of the team slouched off towards the changing rooms. She tapped Draco on the shoulder just as the thought; what the hell are you doing?! flashed through her mind. She pushed it away as his eyes met hers and Blue disappeared into the crowd of Slytherins.
"So... how does second place feel?"
She asked, staring up at him, with her head on one side, looking up at him under her lashes with a cheeky grin on her face.
"Getting pretty used to it since Potter joined the fucking team." He snapped bitterly, thrusting his hands into the pockets of his robes and looking moodily at the floor.
Ginny grinned up at him boldly, slowly pulling his head around towards her as she stood on her tiptoes leaning against him.
"You sound depressed."
He looked down at her with that familiar hunger burning into her from their depths and when he spoke the shake in his voice was only just evident by her enhanced senses.
"Malfoy's don't like losing."
She smiled up at him, licking her lips so the tip of her tongue stroked his bottom lip.
"I would have thought Malfoy's were beyond simple competitions like a Hogwarts Quidditch Cup."
She grinned up at him sexily, their eyes meeting and a fire coursing through them, rejuvenating Draco's tired and aching body and setting Ginny's alight. It wasn't long before they were pulled apart again though, the crowd weaving around them curiously.
She was teasing him and she knew it, she didn't really want him; well her vampire side did, but she didn't actually fancy him. She just enjoyed pushing him as she knew it was a skill very few people could do.
"See ya!"
Draco glanced up in time to see Ginny swept into the centre of the cheering crowds heading towards the castle, depositing the team at the changing rooms on their way.
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"I really don't think this is a good idea."
Ginny rolled her eyes and continued lighting the torches throughout the room; she was having to use her wand as she hadn't managed to create more than a few wisps of flame on her own yet.
"Come on Noah, have some balls."
She grinned innocently when he shot her a filthy look, standing awkwardly in the middle of the empty disused classroom down in the dungeon corridor.
"Look it'll be fine, if you start getting out of hand I'll just Change."
Doubts still clouded his eyes and she put a reassuring hand on his muscular shoulder, soothing him with her eyes.
"I don't know how to do it voluntarily."
She grinned wickedly at him and stepped away, pulling her hair out of its clip and wandering in and out of the desks, swinging her hips and making hot eyes at him. He swallowed nervously and watched her as though she had lost her mind.
"Erm Ginny... what are you doing?"
She stripped her jumper in the sexiest way he could ever imagine, his heart beat doubled and his palms suddenly got very sweaty.
"Well the first time I Changed, I was very nervous and that's what triggered it. I'm planning on making you as nervous as I can. First your palms will get sweaty."
He nodded vaguely, the lights in the room flickering as his blood sped up and his eyes began to Change. Ginny pulled off her tie and unbutton half of her shirt slightly, her hair falling in a wave over her shoulder as she circled him, thinking hard back to the film she'd seen when this had worked.
She stepped back as he slipped into the Change, his eyes flashing and enlarging, changing to a dark ivy green interlaced with black and brown. His hair seemed to change into a more subtle brown with highlights of moss green and shifted slightly as though a slight breeze was ruffling his locks.
He rose to his feet just as Draco and herself had and a green, brown and black smoky haze shot up around him with touches of a slight mahogany colour and his nails lengthened just as hers had and turned a dark jade a few shades darker than her eyes before fading back to their normal colour.
"See."
Noah looked down at his hands, turning them over so he could see the faintly green shade fade from his skin before looking back up at Ginny.
"How do I stop it?"
His voice was heavier somehow, as though layered with earth and Ginny had no doubt from that instant that Noah was the One of Earth. She carefully sifted through all the instructions Blue had given her on how to shut it down, finally deciding not to overwhelm him.
"You need to level your emotions out, chill your blood."
Noah looked up at her incredulously and she sighed, realising how hard it must have been for Blue and Draco to teach her, but she was a lot more excited about her powers whereas Noah was just plain terrified of what he might end up doing.
"Think of a calming song and sing the words in your head."
It took them about twenty minutes until Noah was fully out of the Change and he collapsed as soon as he was; absolutely exhausted. Ginny sank down onto the floor next to him and conjured up some Chocolate Frogs and Butterbeers for them from her stash under her bed.
He took some from her gratefully and ran a hand through his hair, dark with sweat. She could see his hand was shaking and his eyes were fever bright; obviously he hadn't Changed very much since the first time and it was very plainly still a new experience for his body.
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((Draco's POV))
She was getting better, even he had to admit that, but he couldn't escape the fact that every time he held her to instruct her he had the insane urge to... NO stop right there! He shook those kinds of thoughts out of his head and returned to the present where Blue and Ginny were arguing light heartedly as always.
He was jealous most of the time about how close Blue and Ginny were getting, not in a sexual or romantic way but in a friendly way. They flirted a lot but it was mostly joking around flirting. He had a strange desire to join in sometimes but his personality wouldn't allow it; he had spent years building up the cold, harsh, brutally honest exterior to protect himself from the world, the only person who had seen the real Draco Malfoy was Blue.
And he was finding it hard letting go of that, even for the few hours a night they spent practising and teaching and lately researching. He was easing up slightly around Ginny as her friendly personality made it very hard to hate her, but she was always quick with a sharp comment if she was pushed and he liked that.
Truth be told he was scared about this new found power, he had a strong hold on his temper but certain things tended to compromise that he if he Changed involuntarily as he had the first time he'd seen Ginny Change, god knows what he'd end up doing.
Dragging his thoughts back to the present he turned to look at Ginny who was snapping at Blue for a change.
"You're not exactly helping."
Draco sighed and looked over at Blue who was looking thoroughly fed up, but his eyes showed he was amused at the whole thing.
"You have to feel the power flowing through you; like your blood, or your breath. It's inside you already you just have to bring it to the surface the moment you want it."
His whispered words produced goose bumps on her flesh and he crept up behind her, making no sound a normal human could hear and even the other two could only hear a slight creak on the floor. He touched her waist slightly, sliding his hands around it and hearing her heart rate quicken slightly.
"Have you ever seen 'Dirty Dancing'?"
Draco looked over at Blue who was pressing slightly against her from in front his hands pulling hers towards his chest as he spoke. Draco could see him caressing her inner wrists and was sure if it was anyone else he would have ripped their spinal cord out by now. Instead he massaged the bare skin between Ginny's Lycra leggings and shorts and her little red crop top as Blue spoke.
"Well you know where he's teaching her to dance? And he shows her the heartbeat?"
Glancing up to see Blue placing her right hand flat over his heart Draco lowered his head once more and traced her pulse in her neck with his tongue.
"Well it's just like that, feel your heart sending your blood around your body and feel it join up with your power. Allow it to spread all over you as the blood flows."
Draco and Blue fell slightly a way from her when her Change began and Draco shot Blue a triumphant look.
"Well done, now. You need to do the opposite. When you feel the blood try and slow it down, feel it cooling inside you."
Blue spoke for Draco as he, Draco, felt the first stirrings of his own Change begin once more and focused his energy on keeping it at bay.
"I did it!"
Draco stepped back quickly when Ginny shrieked and jumped up and down in excitement nearly breaking his jaw with her shoulder in the process.
"What can we do now?"
'I think we better stop, as much as I'd like to exhaust her before a major game, I have an annoying voice that sounds very much like a conscience telling me not to.'
Blue's voice resounded in Draco's head and they both shook their heads at the same time, causing Ginny to lower her eyes and shrug her shoulders in disappointment.
"We all have a match to go to if I'm not mistaken. And if you burn your energy too fast, it will exhaust you and we don't want that to happen in the middle of a key match do we?"
Ginny glared at them for a moment before smiling and grabbing her bag, pulling her school robes on and heading back to Griffindor tower to meet the rest of the team.
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"Tell me again why I decided to Captain this fucking team?" Draco grumbled to Blue as they both took long swigs of water from the flasks being handed round and towelled some of the sweat off their faces.
"Easy lays? Respect? Responsibility? The usual shit."
Draco snorted and squirted some water onto his face and head, slicking his hair back out of his face and wiping the excess water out of his eyes.
"Bollocks, I can get laid easily anyway, and why would I want these losers respect?"
Blue rolled his eyes and went back to bouncing the Quaffle onto the floor where it sprang back into his arms. He shot a poisonous glance at Madam Hooch when she summoned the ball and stalked onto the centre pitch ready for play to resume.
Out of the corner of his eyes, Draco caught sight of Ginny trying and failing to watch him without being noticed while her little friends and Potter's fan club swooned around them.
"Let's go!" He bellowed to his team who lumbered to their feet, Crabbe and Goyle swinging their bats around aimlessly and nearly concussing a passing fifth year.
He slapped Blue on the back encouragingly before turning to face the Griffindor team who were all glaring back with various degrees of disgust on their faces. He grudgingly shook hands with Potter and clutched his broom waiting for the whistle to signal the second half.
Rocketing upwards he barely glimpsed a whirl of red darting past him as Ginny seized control of the Quaffle and shot over to the goal with a determined look on her face, dodging a bludger Crabbe sent hurtling her way.
He pushed all thoughts of what was going on elsewhere on the pitch out of his mind and scanned the air with hawk eyes, circling the pitch in the opposite direction to Potter who was doing the same. He barely took in a word of Thompson's commentary, only listening to the sore every now and then as he swerved in and out of players hoping to end this game quickly.
Feeling a slight pain in the back of his head he whirled around on his broom to see Ginny sprawled on the ground and one of his Chasers, Carson, guffawing stupidly until Madam Hooch whistled a penalty. Draco pushed his anger down firmly, turning his back on the goal as a Griffindor Chaser took the penalty.
His eyes twitched faintly and he paused in midair, listening as a song roared up from the red and gold section of the stands. He narrowed his eyes when Potter grinned at someone in the stands before shaking his head and zooming to the opposite end of the pitch, his eyes darting in all directions looking for a flash of gold.
Seeing it directly in front of him he lay almost flat on his broom, racing it towards it, just as Ginny seized the Quaffle and darted past him, temporarily taking his attention from the snitch right before him. He snapped his head around when the crowds started screaming in time to see Potter raising a fist in the air, the snitch's tiny wings protruding from either side of his clenched fist.
Shooting him a look of deepest loathing Draco dove almost vertically down towards the ground and dismounted with his disappointed team-mates who were patting each other on the back and muttering curses under their breath.
Draco was about to follow the wave of green and silver across the pitch into the changing rooms but a tap on his shoulder made him turn around slowly, barely noticing Blue fading into the crowd.
Ginny stood before him, a smudge of dust on her cheek and her hair already falling out of its high ponytail around her face in glossy damp waves. She impatiently flicked her hair behind her shoulder and grinned smugly up at him.
"So... how does second place feel?"
He glowered at her for a second, shoving his hands into the pockets of his robes and turning moodily to stare at the floor.
"Getting pretty used to it since Potter joined the fucking team." He snarled, shooting poisonous glances at Potter who was all over one of Ginny's friends from Ancient Mythology.
Turning back he found her grinning at him confidently, placing a hand on his chin and cupping his chiselled white cheek in her small warm hand as she leaned against him.
"You sound depressed."
He felt the now familiar desire surge up inside him as he looked down at her.
"Malfoy's don't like losing."
She shot him a seductive smile and his heart rate faltered, vaguely wondering if he'd pass out from the dizzying longing shuddering through him, he didn't even try and make a smart comment as she ran the tip of her tongue over his bottom lip.
"I would have thought Malfoy's were beyond simple competitions like a Hogwarts Quidditch Cup."
Grinning up at him he had one thought in his mind, besides the vague idea of throwing her down and ripping her clothes right there, and that was how the hell did she become so god damn sexy? She was playing him like a master and to his knowledge she had only slept with one person a few times when she was dating whatever his name was.
"See ya!"
He was so deep in thought the words only registered in his mind a few seconds later and he jerked his head up just as she was dragged into the midst of the screaming crowds on their way to the castle, losing the Griffindor team on the way as they forced their way into their changing rooms to get showered and changed.
Pushing the idea of Ginny in the shower firmly to the back of his mind, Draco crossed the pitch quickly towards his own changing rooms where the team were either bitching about Potter and the Griffindor's or angrily silent as they changed.