Chapter 9
A Change in the Wind
For the Sake of the Baby
Dracoscutie
Disclaimer: I don't own a darn thing. Well, I do own some characters and most of the plot - but nothing else, I tell you!
Summary: Ginny and Draco have to say goodbye to each other for the summer and they both go home to BIG surprises! Draco's got a little one at home and Ginny's got several! At school there's new kid causing some trouble between the lovers, nasty rumors are beginning to spread and it's starting to look like things will never be the same again. Plus Draco and Ginny get paired up for another practical project! And what does a sack of flour have to with it??
Author's Note: See, this is fairly prompt now isn't it? This could happen almost every time now that all my crap is over and I've got nothing better to do than write, which is a really lucky break for me, I suppose! It's a happy day! I should be writing my speech but really, how much work could a demonstration speech take? Anyhow, I will ONLY, UNDER ONE CIRCUMSTANCE update like this repeatedly is, if I get plenty of reviews. I see it as fair, I write a story, you write a review - drop me a line, I get lonely! Here is the next chapter for you guys!
Aren't you excited.
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Chapter 9
A Change in the Wind
Know all about
About your reputation
And how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless
Every time that I'm where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it anymore
Oh I know, I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
That I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
Might be a mistake
A mistake I'm making
But what you're giving I am happy to be taking
Cause no one's ever made me feel
The way I feel when I'm in your arms
They say you're something I should do without
They don't know what goes on
When the lights go out
There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
That I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
I should try to run
But I just can't seem to
Cause everything I run you're the on I run to
Can't do without, what you do to me
I don't care if I'm in too deep
Know all about
About your reputation
And how its' bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless
Every time that I'm where you are
Oh I know I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
That I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
*The Right Kind of Wrong - Leanne Rimes
"Byron."
Everywhere Ginny focused her attentions to; she heard his name being repeated over and over again. Apparently, there was some meaning behind it - but Ginny couldn't figure it out.
"Crazy.girls.forced.maybe.Ginny."
These words appeared over and over again, as well within the conversations she could hear. What her name was doing with that particular group of words, she couldn't quite say.
Dabria arched an eyebrow as the Hall became deathly quiet. Everyone had finally taken note of their presence and resorted to staring innocently at them, as though there had never been any sort of conversation about Ginny. They waited Ginny's next more, to see if she would clarify whatever bit of information they had obviously gotten a hold of - or deny she'd been involved in anything newsworthy.
Knowing that either road could possibly lead to destruction, she remained silent. Quickly, she searched her mind for something, anything to say or do to remove herself from the spotlight.
Whispers started to take form and spread through the Hall, so Dabria took charge.
"So, Gin - how do you think you did on that Herbology quiz?" she asked nonchalantly as she began leading Ginny to the Gryffindor table under the watchful of the entire school.
"Oh, you know - I think I did pretty well - question number five was a though one though. It's hard to say," Ginny said, playing along.
"Yeah, who knew Sprout even GAVE quizzes," Dabria added.
Eventually, the girls reached their table and the chatter returned to a normal level. Most took the hint to bugger off and began talking about Quidditch of the Weird Sisters, but every once in a while, you could hear those few key words working themselves into random conversations in a snakelike manner, especially at the Slytherin table.
"What do you think that was all about?" Ginny asked.
"I couldn't tell you. That was honestly one of the weirdest things I've ever had happen to me, we just walked in and they all stared at us," Dabria told her, piling her plate high with rolls and filling her bowl with steaming potato soup.
"I really can't think of anything I've done lately that would merit a reaction like that from anyone. It's only a few days into the school year - what could I have possibly done?" Ginny asked, more to herself than to anyone else.
Just then, a blonde head quickly made its way over to Ginny and Dabria.
"Ginny, you won't believe the rumors," Chloe said as she sat herself down across the table from her best friend. "I've never heard anything like it."
"What is it?" Ginny asked anxiously, knowing that Chloe could very well be talking about the same thing the rest of the school was buzzing on about.
"Byron," Chloe said, her eyes lit up at such a juicy bit of gossip she had managed to overhear. "Four girls, Gin - four."
"What about four girls?" Ginny asked, a little disappointed in the lack of information. Dabria, too, looked unimpressed by the vague statement.
"Byron had five girls."
"Okay - by 'had them' you mean."
"In his bed," Chloe said grinning. "All last night, apparently. Rumor has it that a night with Byron is not just any ordinary run through the mill."
"This is so disgusting, Chloe - I am trying to eat," Dabria pointed out as she shoveled a spoon full of hot soup into her mouth.
"Don't you think that's even the slightest bit interesting?" Chloe asked, crestfallen by Dabria's behavior. Surely, Ginny would think it a bit more interesting. She and Ginny had always taken an unhealthy interest in other people's love lives - and now the hottest piece of information to ever reach them was here.
But no, Ginny was sitting there, looking extremely uninterested in any of it. Her mind was completely elsewhere at the moment. Chloe was shocked - she had just revealed the best part of the story to her and Ginny was sitting there like a bump on a log, eating a roll as if nothing else but her roll could possibly hold any entertainment value.
"Ginny?"
"Yes, Chloe?"
"What do you think about the whole thing so far?" Chloe asked, warily - unsure if maybe her friend was sick.
"It's just a rumor. No one said that it was true - plus it's his own business," Ginny explained, still not taking her eyes off the roll. In actuality, she wanted absolutely nothing to do with any part of Draco's cousin's love life - especially while she was eating. Even though she knew Byron to be quite the ladies man, she highly doubted he'd already been with four girls in one night - it was nearly impossible. Most of all though, she wondered why her name had been included in the school's version of this story.
"Just a rumor? Have you not seen Byron? It's entirely possible, based on the number of 'easy' girls in our school and the hotness that Byron possesses," Chloe said, "plus, that's not the whole rumor. But I can take the hint when you're not interested." Chloe said, sniffling slightly and replacing the ecstatic look on her face to one of boredom as she dished up her soup.
"Then tell me the rest. You can't expect me to hear half of the rumor and find it nearly as entertaining as someone did who had just heard the whole thing do you? And don't you go getting all dramatic on me either," Ginny said eagerly, maybe her friend would finally tell her what it all meant.
"Fine, but don't expect me to be happy about it," Chloe said, before continuing. "Byron, had four girls in his room last night, all of which at different times. Rumor has it that none of them knew about each other (obviously) and that he lured them there, unfairly."
"Go on."
"Supposedly, none of those girls had asked for what happened to them. He told them that he wanted to talk, get to know them better and then once they got their, he attacked them," Chloe finished.
"I hardly believe that," Ginny said simply.
"Why do you find this so hard to believe?"
"First of all, how do you go to Byron's room in the wee hours of the morning and seriously just expect him to talk to you? What did he have to say to leave them so unsuspecting? 'Love, I'm feeling a bit lonely tonight and I feel I need someone whom I can chat with. And if you'll be so kind, please wear the naughtiest lingerie you own.'? I hardly think so. Secondly, if Byron's so high and mighty as every girl thinks he is, then why would any one of the 'easy' girls say no?" Ginny asked, picking at her roll.
"That's just the story I heard," Chloe said defensively.
"And who is so reliable that we can actually take their word for the real thing?" Ginny asked sharply.
"I never said she was reliable," Chloe told her, "but it was Pansy Parkinson."
Ginny let out a burst of laughter that drew brief attention to the table.
"Pansy? She was probably one of the girls that were up there in her see- through garments and whatnot, doing whatever Byron implied," Ginny said.
"That wouldn't make her unreliable - why would she want to share that with three other girls if she was just making it all up?" Chloe asked. "And anyway, there's more to the story. This bit might interest you."
"What's that?" Ginny asked, impatiently.
"Supposedly, Byron has a 'mission' so-to-speak, to get all the girls Hogwarts, and you, my dear, top the list. You are his reward and day- dream, his cousin's girlfriend and completely off-limits as a Weasley. He is a Malfoy, after-all," Chloe said raising her eyebrows and donning a diabolical look. Apparently, this was funny to her.
"That's sick. It can't be true, Chloe," Ginny said, her voice low as though trying to convince herself.
"Why not?" Chloe asked.
"I know Byron a lot better than you or Pansy does - "
"You've talked to him like twice."
"And no matter how much of a womanizer he is - "
"Apparently that's pretty good."
"He wouldn't want anything from me. He knows it's wrong," Ginny said finally, looking Chloe in the eyes, as if that alone would convince her of Byron's innocence.
"You should ask him, then," Chloe suggested like it had been no big deal.
"First, before I start anything with anyone else, I have to talk to Draco," Ginny said.
"What are you going to tell him?" Chloe asked eagerly.
"That I love him and that nothing will come between us. I accept his change and I realize that it's all for the best, so he'd better know that before I even start thinking about Byron," Ginny told her.
"Good, you two are the cutest couple. I don't think any of us could bear it if you guys broke up again," Chloe smiled.
"They've broken up before?" Dabria asked, intrigued now that she was done with her soup.
"Oh yes. It was probably the most traumatic thing this school has seen in a relationship," Chloe said jokingly. "It was already forbidden and then they went and did it anyway - once everyone sort of got over the shock of that whole thing, then they find out about their earlier break-up. But I'll fill you in later, when Ginny's with Draco tonight.
"Okay, well I better get going, we have class in a little while and I need to go and change clothes, it's so cold in here," Ginny said, standing up.
"Alright then, see you later," Chloe said, "and if I don't get to talk to you again, good luck with Draco."
"Yeah, good luck," Dabria echoed.
"Thanks, I have the feeling that I'll need it," Ginny smiled as she walked away.
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Byron knew that nasty things were being spread about him around the school. These things always happened. Fortunately, he loved giving them something to talk about just as much as they loved talking about it. Okay, so it had been a bit of a stretch - there had only been three girls, but really - what was one more? There was only one girl who could fulfill his lust and desire. He knew why and there was no denying it. She was gorgeous - more so than any girl he'd ever known, with her beautiful silky tresses shimmering in the sun and a body to die for.
Draco had her though, and that was not likely to change anytime in the near future. Not without a little help anyway. Byron couldn't wait that long to have his desires satisfied, he needed her now. Those other girls would just be stand-ins until little Virginia Weasley could be his very own.
He was willing to do whatever it takes to win her over. How could she possibly opt to stay with his boring-as-dirt cousin when she could easily have him all to herself? It just wasn't logical. So he had prodded forward a bit by sending her a flower. Not just any flower though, a white violet, which meant simply "Let's take a chance". Although, Ginny wouldn't catch this significance - he knew exactly what it meant. He didn't sign his name to anything, so she would probably assume it was from an admirer - but that wouldn't stop him, he would send her a flower everyday until she got the picture and left that boring-as-cold-toast cousin of his.
Who knows how long he would wait.
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As Ginny made her way down the dark corridors that night she unconsciously noticed for the first time that she had made an attempt to look sexy. Maybe everything would be alright if she told him that she was okay with his transformation and he thought she was attractive. With a white mini- skirt that served little purpose and a slim-fitting green t-shirt, she had let her hair fall in ringlets down her back.
She was almost to the door and almost ready to face everything she was scared to death of confronting. She hadn't really wanted him to change - not at all. She loved him the way he was, nothing less and nothing more. But it may never be again and she would have to accept that and keep her chin up.
Ginny whispered the Slytherin password and put the hood of the cloak she had brought with her over her delicate face so no one in the common room would notice her presence as an outsider.
The redhead made her way up the steps in a confidant way, giving no reason why she shouldn't be there; she looked like one of them from the outside. She passed Blaise on the stairs and made eye-contact with her. Blaise smirked knowingly and sent her a look that merely said, 'good luck'. Ginny smiled mischievously and put her head down again to keep walking towards Draco's private quarters.
Upon entrance, Ginny saw him lying across his four poster bed, staring longingly up at the ceiling as though it held some sort of divine secret of life. He looked - different tonight. As Ginny shed her cloak the blonde- haired boy lifted his head and turned his face toward her. There was something in his eyes that held a secret that Ginny needed to unlock. He looked mischievous and excited to see her.
"Ginny. I wasn't expecting you here tonight," he greeted her smoothly, picking himself up off the bed with ease and began making his way towards her.
"I know - I thought I'd surprise you a little," Ginny told him, a smile playing on her lips at the sight of him acting like his old self.
"Surprise me you did," he told her, running his fingers through her hair longingly. "So, your brother still doesn't know about us?"
"No, but I thought that maybe he should know - " Ginny began to reason, falling into his deep silvery-blue orbs before three of his fingers pressed her lips together.
"Let's keep this between us," he told her before leaning down and kissing her passionately.
Ginny was hit with a surge of affection and longing and kissed him hungrily back. This was what she had been seeking - passion, the dangerous edge in voice that he used when he talked to her. Maybe she wouldn't have to talk to him about his attitude change - maybe it was just a phase.
Just as Ginny was beginning to go dizzy with emotion and lack of air, she felt a pair of strong arms guide her toward the bed. Immediately, she pulled away from him.
"What are you doing?" she demanded, stepping away from him and his bed.
"What's wrong, Ginny?" he asked her, stepping towards her.
"That was, for one thing. I thought we had both agreed we wouldn't take it that far just yet," she told him uncertainly.
"Aren't you ready yet?" he whined, "It's been months."
"That's all it takes now? Just months?" Ginny asked, "I thought you loved me - you should respect what I want out of this relationship."
"I thought YOU loved ME. If you did, this wouldn't be so hard for you to do," his chilly voice said as he took another step towards her.
Ginny looked straight into his eyes, searching for an answer. Then she saw it. His eyes - they weren't Draco's eyes. This wasn't Draco.
"Byron?" she asked, lips trembling as she twirled a strand of hair nervously in her fingers.
"Took you long enough," he drawled.
Ginny's mouth flew open. She had done it now. She had just shamelessly kissed her boyfriend's cousin, thinking it was him. Ginny felt horrible - she couldn't even tell that he wasn't really Draco; she'd just been excited that everything had been somewhat normal again.
"Don't tell," she said before she threw on her cloak and ran down the stairs, tears staining her cheeks.
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Well, there you are! I hope you all enjoyed that - maybe you don't really like it that much but there you have excitement finally, a story line! Happy Day! So leave me a review or I may take an eternity to post again. I need at least 130 reviews to post next so drop me a line!
A Change in the Wind
For the Sake of the Baby
Dracoscutie
Disclaimer: I don't own a darn thing. Well, I do own some characters and most of the plot - but nothing else, I tell you!
Summary: Ginny and Draco have to say goodbye to each other for the summer and they both go home to BIG surprises! Draco's got a little one at home and Ginny's got several! At school there's new kid causing some trouble between the lovers, nasty rumors are beginning to spread and it's starting to look like things will never be the same again. Plus Draco and Ginny get paired up for another practical project! And what does a sack of flour have to with it??
Author's Note: See, this is fairly prompt now isn't it? This could happen almost every time now that all my crap is over and I've got nothing better to do than write, which is a really lucky break for me, I suppose! It's a happy day! I should be writing my speech but really, how much work could a demonstration speech take? Anyhow, I will ONLY, UNDER ONE CIRCUMSTANCE update like this repeatedly is, if I get plenty of reviews. I see it as fair, I write a story, you write a review - drop me a line, I get lonely! Here is the next chapter for you guys!
Aren't you excited.
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Chapter 9
A Change in the Wind
Know all about
About your reputation
And how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless
Every time that I'm where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it anymore
Oh I know, I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
That I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
Might be a mistake
A mistake I'm making
But what you're giving I am happy to be taking
Cause no one's ever made me feel
The way I feel when I'm in your arms
They say you're something I should do without
They don't know what goes on
When the lights go out
There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
That I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
I should try to run
But I just can't seem to
Cause everything I run you're the on I run to
Can't do without, what you do to me
I don't care if I'm in too deep
Know all about
About your reputation
And how its' bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless
Every time that I'm where you are
Oh I know I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
That I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong
*The Right Kind of Wrong - Leanne Rimes
"Byron."
Everywhere Ginny focused her attentions to; she heard his name being repeated over and over again. Apparently, there was some meaning behind it - but Ginny couldn't figure it out.
"Crazy.girls.forced.maybe.Ginny."
These words appeared over and over again, as well within the conversations she could hear. What her name was doing with that particular group of words, she couldn't quite say.
Dabria arched an eyebrow as the Hall became deathly quiet. Everyone had finally taken note of their presence and resorted to staring innocently at them, as though there had never been any sort of conversation about Ginny. They waited Ginny's next more, to see if she would clarify whatever bit of information they had obviously gotten a hold of - or deny she'd been involved in anything newsworthy.
Knowing that either road could possibly lead to destruction, she remained silent. Quickly, she searched her mind for something, anything to say or do to remove herself from the spotlight.
Whispers started to take form and spread through the Hall, so Dabria took charge.
"So, Gin - how do you think you did on that Herbology quiz?" she asked nonchalantly as she began leading Ginny to the Gryffindor table under the watchful of the entire school.
"Oh, you know - I think I did pretty well - question number five was a though one though. It's hard to say," Ginny said, playing along.
"Yeah, who knew Sprout even GAVE quizzes," Dabria added.
Eventually, the girls reached their table and the chatter returned to a normal level. Most took the hint to bugger off and began talking about Quidditch of the Weird Sisters, but every once in a while, you could hear those few key words working themselves into random conversations in a snakelike manner, especially at the Slytherin table.
"What do you think that was all about?" Ginny asked.
"I couldn't tell you. That was honestly one of the weirdest things I've ever had happen to me, we just walked in and they all stared at us," Dabria told her, piling her plate high with rolls and filling her bowl with steaming potato soup.
"I really can't think of anything I've done lately that would merit a reaction like that from anyone. It's only a few days into the school year - what could I have possibly done?" Ginny asked, more to herself than to anyone else.
Just then, a blonde head quickly made its way over to Ginny and Dabria.
"Ginny, you won't believe the rumors," Chloe said as she sat herself down across the table from her best friend. "I've never heard anything like it."
"What is it?" Ginny asked anxiously, knowing that Chloe could very well be talking about the same thing the rest of the school was buzzing on about.
"Byron," Chloe said, her eyes lit up at such a juicy bit of gossip she had managed to overhear. "Four girls, Gin - four."
"What about four girls?" Ginny asked, a little disappointed in the lack of information. Dabria, too, looked unimpressed by the vague statement.
"Byron had five girls."
"Okay - by 'had them' you mean."
"In his bed," Chloe said grinning. "All last night, apparently. Rumor has it that a night with Byron is not just any ordinary run through the mill."
"This is so disgusting, Chloe - I am trying to eat," Dabria pointed out as she shoveled a spoon full of hot soup into her mouth.
"Don't you think that's even the slightest bit interesting?" Chloe asked, crestfallen by Dabria's behavior. Surely, Ginny would think it a bit more interesting. She and Ginny had always taken an unhealthy interest in other people's love lives - and now the hottest piece of information to ever reach them was here.
But no, Ginny was sitting there, looking extremely uninterested in any of it. Her mind was completely elsewhere at the moment. Chloe was shocked - she had just revealed the best part of the story to her and Ginny was sitting there like a bump on a log, eating a roll as if nothing else but her roll could possibly hold any entertainment value.
"Ginny?"
"Yes, Chloe?"
"What do you think about the whole thing so far?" Chloe asked, warily - unsure if maybe her friend was sick.
"It's just a rumor. No one said that it was true - plus it's his own business," Ginny explained, still not taking her eyes off the roll. In actuality, she wanted absolutely nothing to do with any part of Draco's cousin's love life - especially while she was eating. Even though she knew Byron to be quite the ladies man, she highly doubted he'd already been with four girls in one night - it was nearly impossible. Most of all though, she wondered why her name had been included in the school's version of this story.
"Just a rumor? Have you not seen Byron? It's entirely possible, based on the number of 'easy' girls in our school and the hotness that Byron possesses," Chloe said, "plus, that's not the whole rumor. But I can take the hint when you're not interested." Chloe said, sniffling slightly and replacing the ecstatic look on her face to one of boredom as she dished up her soup.
"Then tell me the rest. You can't expect me to hear half of the rumor and find it nearly as entertaining as someone did who had just heard the whole thing do you? And don't you go getting all dramatic on me either," Ginny said eagerly, maybe her friend would finally tell her what it all meant.
"Fine, but don't expect me to be happy about it," Chloe said, before continuing. "Byron, had four girls in his room last night, all of which at different times. Rumor has it that none of them knew about each other (obviously) and that he lured them there, unfairly."
"Go on."
"Supposedly, none of those girls had asked for what happened to them. He told them that he wanted to talk, get to know them better and then once they got their, he attacked them," Chloe finished.
"I hardly believe that," Ginny said simply.
"Why do you find this so hard to believe?"
"First of all, how do you go to Byron's room in the wee hours of the morning and seriously just expect him to talk to you? What did he have to say to leave them so unsuspecting? 'Love, I'm feeling a bit lonely tonight and I feel I need someone whom I can chat with. And if you'll be so kind, please wear the naughtiest lingerie you own.'? I hardly think so. Secondly, if Byron's so high and mighty as every girl thinks he is, then why would any one of the 'easy' girls say no?" Ginny asked, picking at her roll.
"That's just the story I heard," Chloe said defensively.
"And who is so reliable that we can actually take their word for the real thing?" Ginny asked sharply.
"I never said she was reliable," Chloe told her, "but it was Pansy Parkinson."
Ginny let out a burst of laughter that drew brief attention to the table.
"Pansy? She was probably one of the girls that were up there in her see- through garments and whatnot, doing whatever Byron implied," Ginny said.
"That wouldn't make her unreliable - why would she want to share that with three other girls if she was just making it all up?" Chloe asked. "And anyway, there's more to the story. This bit might interest you."
"What's that?" Ginny asked, impatiently.
"Supposedly, Byron has a 'mission' so-to-speak, to get all the girls Hogwarts, and you, my dear, top the list. You are his reward and day- dream, his cousin's girlfriend and completely off-limits as a Weasley. He is a Malfoy, after-all," Chloe said raising her eyebrows and donning a diabolical look. Apparently, this was funny to her.
"That's sick. It can't be true, Chloe," Ginny said, her voice low as though trying to convince herself.
"Why not?" Chloe asked.
"I know Byron a lot better than you or Pansy does - "
"You've talked to him like twice."
"And no matter how much of a womanizer he is - "
"Apparently that's pretty good."
"He wouldn't want anything from me. He knows it's wrong," Ginny said finally, looking Chloe in the eyes, as if that alone would convince her of Byron's innocence.
"You should ask him, then," Chloe suggested like it had been no big deal.
"First, before I start anything with anyone else, I have to talk to Draco," Ginny said.
"What are you going to tell him?" Chloe asked eagerly.
"That I love him and that nothing will come between us. I accept his change and I realize that it's all for the best, so he'd better know that before I even start thinking about Byron," Ginny told her.
"Good, you two are the cutest couple. I don't think any of us could bear it if you guys broke up again," Chloe smiled.
"They've broken up before?" Dabria asked, intrigued now that she was done with her soup.
"Oh yes. It was probably the most traumatic thing this school has seen in a relationship," Chloe said jokingly. "It was already forbidden and then they went and did it anyway - once everyone sort of got over the shock of that whole thing, then they find out about their earlier break-up. But I'll fill you in later, when Ginny's with Draco tonight.
"Okay, well I better get going, we have class in a little while and I need to go and change clothes, it's so cold in here," Ginny said, standing up.
"Alright then, see you later," Chloe said, "and if I don't get to talk to you again, good luck with Draco."
"Yeah, good luck," Dabria echoed.
"Thanks, I have the feeling that I'll need it," Ginny smiled as she walked away.
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Byron knew that nasty things were being spread about him around the school. These things always happened. Fortunately, he loved giving them something to talk about just as much as they loved talking about it. Okay, so it had been a bit of a stretch - there had only been three girls, but really - what was one more? There was only one girl who could fulfill his lust and desire. He knew why and there was no denying it. She was gorgeous - more so than any girl he'd ever known, with her beautiful silky tresses shimmering in the sun and a body to die for.
Draco had her though, and that was not likely to change anytime in the near future. Not without a little help anyway. Byron couldn't wait that long to have his desires satisfied, he needed her now. Those other girls would just be stand-ins until little Virginia Weasley could be his very own.
He was willing to do whatever it takes to win her over. How could she possibly opt to stay with his boring-as-dirt cousin when she could easily have him all to herself? It just wasn't logical. So he had prodded forward a bit by sending her a flower. Not just any flower though, a white violet, which meant simply "Let's take a chance". Although, Ginny wouldn't catch this significance - he knew exactly what it meant. He didn't sign his name to anything, so she would probably assume it was from an admirer - but that wouldn't stop him, he would send her a flower everyday until she got the picture and left that boring-as-cold-toast cousin of his.
Who knows how long he would wait.
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As Ginny made her way down the dark corridors that night she unconsciously noticed for the first time that she had made an attempt to look sexy. Maybe everything would be alright if she told him that she was okay with his transformation and he thought she was attractive. With a white mini- skirt that served little purpose and a slim-fitting green t-shirt, she had let her hair fall in ringlets down her back.
She was almost to the door and almost ready to face everything she was scared to death of confronting. She hadn't really wanted him to change - not at all. She loved him the way he was, nothing less and nothing more. But it may never be again and she would have to accept that and keep her chin up.
Ginny whispered the Slytherin password and put the hood of the cloak she had brought with her over her delicate face so no one in the common room would notice her presence as an outsider.
The redhead made her way up the steps in a confidant way, giving no reason why she shouldn't be there; she looked like one of them from the outside. She passed Blaise on the stairs and made eye-contact with her. Blaise smirked knowingly and sent her a look that merely said, 'good luck'. Ginny smiled mischievously and put her head down again to keep walking towards Draco's private quarters.
Upon entrance, Ginny saw him lying across his four poster bed, staring longingly up at the ceiling as though it held some sort of divine secret of life. He looked - different tonight. As Ginny shed her cloak the blonde- haired boy lifted his head and turned his face toward her. There was something in his eyes that held a secret that Ginny needed to unlock. He looked mischievous and excited to see her.
"Ginny. I wasn't expecting you here tonight," he greeted her smoothly, picking himself up off the bed with ease and began making his way towards her.
"I know - I thought I'd surprise you a little," Ginny told him, a smile playing on her lips at the sight of him acting like his old self.
"Surprise me you did," he told her, running his fingers through her hair longingly. "So, your brother still doesn't know about us?"
"No, but I thought that maybe he should know - " Ginny began to reason, falling into his deep silvery-blue orbs before three of his fingers pressed her lips together.
"Let's keep this between us," he told her before leaning down and kissing her passionately.
Ginny was hit with a surge of affection and longing and kissed him hungrily back. This was what she had been seeking - passion, the dangerous edge in voice that he used when he talked to her. Maybe she wouldn't have to talk to him about his attitude change - maybe it was just a phase.
Just as Ginny was beginning to go dizzy with emotion and lack of air, she felt a pair of strong arms guide her toward the bed. Immediately, she pulled away from him.
"What are you doing?" she demanded, stepping away from him and his bed.
"What's wrong, Ginny?" he asked her, stepping towards her.
"That was, for one thing. I thought we had both agreed we wouldn't take it that far just yet," she told him uncertainly.
"Aren't you ready yet?" he whined, "It's been months."
"That's all it takes now? Just months?" Ginny asked, "I thought you loved me - you should respect what I want out of this relationship."
"I thought YOU loved ME. If you did, this wouldn't be so hard for you to do," his chilly voice said as he took another step towards her.
Ginny looked straight into his eyes, searching for an answer. Then she saw it. His eyes - they weren't Draco's eyes. This wasn't Draco.
"Byron?" she asked, lips trembling as she twirled a strand of hair nervously in her fingers.
"Took you long enough," he drawled.
Ginny's mouth flew open. She had done it now. She had just shamelessly kissed her boyfriend's cousin, thinking it was him. Ginny felt horrible - she couldn't even tell that he wasn't really Draco; she'd just been excited that everything had been somewhat normal again.
"Don't tell," she said before she threw on her cloak and ran down the stairs, tears staining her cheeks.
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