CHAPTER 4

"All I'm saying is there are still fundamental differences between Wizards and Muggles." Draco said.

"Wow, you've really put one over on me. Here I was thinking you'd changed since Hogwart's, but you're still that selfish little boy." Gin replied.

"And you still think that anyone who doesn't agree with every thing you say must be an idiot. You know damn well that I've changed. You're manipulating everything I've said. I don't think Muggles are inferior. I've never made that statement. My point is that Muggle and Wizarding cultures are so different and I'm not sure we, as a society, will ever truly understand Muggles."

"Maybe more wizards should try to understand Muggle society. Wouldn't that be a novel idea? How can you be so sure of something that you have no experience with?"

"I'm sorry Gin. I just don't see it that way."

Gin glowered at him. "You, Draco Malfoy, are a selfish, spoiled, elitist...."

Before Gin could finish Draco grabbed her. He pulled her close and kissed her passionately. After a minute, Gin pulled away. She tried her hardest to give Draco a nasty look, but instead she had to smile.

Draco laughed. "Gin, you are very sexy when you're pissed off at me."

Gin's smile widened. "I love it when you call me Gin. It makes me feel like a woman. Everyone else still sees me as a little girl."

Draco held Gin around the waist and looked into her eyes. "So, little Ginny Weasley is gone, but she's been replaced with the amazing, beautiful, smart, sexy woman, by the name of Gin.

Now it was Gin who grabbed Draco for an intense kiss. This time though, she had no intention of pulling away. She began unbuttoning Draco's shirt. Draco responded by lowering Gin to the bed. As he leaned over her he began to kiss her neck and collar bone. He took down the strap of her tank top and kissed her shoulders and upper arms.

Gin's breath was caught in her throat with anticipation. No one had ever made her feel the way Draco did. When he made love to her, she truly felt like a woman. Gin turned her head to whisper in Draco's ear. "Make love to me Draco."

Draco turned to look at Gin. "Beautiful and demanding. I like that."

Gin smiled and Draco began to take off her shirt.

"Ginny! Ginny dear?" She heard her mother's voice. What was her mother doing her? Suddenly, Gin bolted up in bed and realized she'd been dreaming.

"Yes mum?" She responded sleepily.

"I'm going to the market. There's a fresh pot of coffee in the kitchen."

Gin heard her mother's footsteps down the stairs and turned to Edwina. "Ed, why am I having memories of Draco?" Edwina just cooed in response.

"Why am I freaking out? It was just a dream, right? Draco is so yesterday and gorgeous Dean Thomas is so right now." With that Gin got out of bed and decided to write an owl to Allegra and Moira. A sexy new man wanted to take you out was always worth an owl.

Draco was straightening his tie, getting ready for some society brunch Olivia was taking him too. Draco hated these things, every one there talked about how fabulous they were and then you were expected to agree. It was important to Olivia though, so Draco would put a smile on his face and get through it.

Again, Draco's thoughts drifted to Gin. What would things be like if it was she was here now? They'd probably stay in bed until noon, talking and making love. Then he'd get up and make the two of them breakfast. They'd spend the whole day doing nothing.

"Draco darling, we have to go." He heard Olivia say and headed downstairs