Prologue

Draco Malfoy's eyes pierced Ginny's soul.  She felt as if her head would explode as she tried to hold back the wave of anguish boiling inside. 

"I haven't asked you to change for me, only to be honest with yourself and with me.  I've sacrificed a lot for this Malfoy," Ginny spat the silver headed prince of Slytherin's surname out reminiscent of their days of rivalry.  "… a lot for us," she finished softly, the tears threatening to overcome.

"Malfoy is it?  Well since we're back to our old pet names, Weaslette, "Draco drawled snidely, "I have neither lied to you nor myself, What were you expecting?  Moonlit rendezvous by the Lake?  Poetry and serenades sent up to Gryffindor tower?  I am not that person; my pride won't allow it, not now, not ever!"

"Do you really think I'm that person, I don't need any of that, what I need to know is that you feel something here," Ginny stated plainly, placing her hand over his chest.

"Oh but I feel so much more here," Draco retorted, grabbing Ginny and thrusting his pelvis into her.

"So that is all I am to you Malfoy," Ginny inquired softly. 

"No Ginny, it's love," Draco retorted simply.  Pulling her close to him he continued in her ear, "I love your breasts, I love your hips, I love your lips, I love your arse, and I love the way you…" roughly fondling each body part as he spat the words in her ear, with more venom as he named each of her parts before biting her bottom lip roughly and sitting on the chair across the room from Ginny.

Draco bore his grey eyes into Ginny's.  He knew that the sting in his words would be effectively punctuated with the sneer that came without effort to his lips. 

This is not what I want from her.  Just moment's ago, everything was right with the world, it was just the two of us, alone here in the Room of Requirement. 

Even the colors were neutral; no silver nor green; no red nor gold.  The décor simply elegant in rich mahogany floors, with muted mauve accents throughout the room.  House rivalries had no place in this oasis Draco and Ginny had claimed as their own.

Draco's eyes wandered longingly down the length of Ginny's body, her robes had been long ago discarded, and her blouse was un-tucked from her skirt, loose save one button at the bottom.  Her cream lace bra showed, her left breast threatening to come loose as a result of Draco's assault earlier.

"I'm up here ferret," Ginny spat out angrily, catching Draco's eyes wandering across her body, feeling cheapened as she also took note of the words he had spat out and his remaining sneer.

Draco slowly raised his eye's to meet Ginny's, "But everything below is so much more interesting," he stated, raising an eyebrow, his trademark sneer in place as he deliberately took in Ginny's disheveled appearance.

Ginny inwardly gasped, careful not to let Draco know the hurt that he'd inflicted.  Since she had begun this nightmare two months ago, if there was one thing Ginny had learned from him, was the power that could be held by masking your emotions.

Ginny stood, slowly and deliberately removing every article of clothing that still covered her body, Ginny sauntered slowly over to Draco, exaggerating the sway of her hips to ensure that he saw everything that she knew he had been hoping to see since their first meeting in this room. 

Draco adjusted himself ever so slightly, becoming aware of the erection that was forming. 

Disappointing, I never thought that Ginny would be bullied so easily as Pansy, or the rest of those tarts so easily swayed by the Malfoy name.

"So Malfoy," Ginny purred, spilling the surname out in sultry tones, all mocking and disdain gone from her lips.  "This is what you love?" Ginny whispered in his ear, leaning in close, her breasts at his eyes, and her legs straddling his lap.

Just as Draco reached to grab her hips, he felt a hand crack across his face.

"Because that is the first and LAST time you will lay eyes on this" Ginny spat, lifting her breasts together to punctuate her proclamation, her eyes flaming as the temper she had been quelling erupted. 

Ginny quickly grabbed her robes, leaving the rest of her discarded clothing with Draco, as she spun out of the room headed for Gryffindor tower.