Chapter 2 - Jealousy & A Kiss
Greg sat lazily on the couch, his girlfriend, Josephine sitting between his legs. "Mmmm .. Greg .. Tell Vinny to shut up," she said jokingly.
Vinny sent her a glare. "Hey! I was telling a story here!"
Jo rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Vin .. You weirdo."
"Why do you guys always insist on fighting?!" asked Andrew, waving his arms around.
"Shut up, Andy," scolded Vinny.
Gregory yawned. "Have you seen Blaise lately?" he asked, wrapping his arms around Jo, who sighed happily.
"He's out with his fiancée," stated Vinny. "I swear, It's like their married already!"
Jo rolled her eyes once more. "They are in love. Who would of thought they would end up together? I mean two years ago she was with her best friend. Or that's what Greg told me."
"Well, I got the information from Draco," replied Greg.
"By the way, where Is the bloke?" asked Andy curiously. "He hasn't been home for a while." Andy, Greg, Vinny, Blaise and Jo all lived together in Malfoy Manor. Lucius and Narcissa died a one year ago, leaving Draco with everything.
Greg smiled a sad smile. "She woke up today. I think he went to go and see her."
Andy ran a hand through his hair. "I can't see why he was madly in love with her."
"Don't you remember what he said," stated Andy. "You can't help who you love and how long you love them for," he quoted.
Jo smiled. "I almost cried when he said that."
Greg tightened his grip on her. "Why?"
"It was sweet," she responded.
Andy smirked at how jealous Greg looked. "So what if it was sweet?" Greg asked bitterly.
Jo looked confused. "I'm a girl .. From America .. Of course I thought it was sweet. I'm a true romantic at heart."
Greg made a move and jerked Jo to the other side of the couch. "I'm tired," he scowled. Draco always a knack of making women melt and Greg hated that. The first time he met Jo, he fell in love, but much to his dismay, she had a crush on Draco. Too bad for her though. Draco was in love with Ginny Weasely.
After hearing that, Jo backed off and stayed single for a while. She and Greg than hung out more and she grew a very strong liking to him. They instantly fell in love and now were together. Even thought Greg got what he wanted, it still pained him to see Jo and Draco talk late at night.
Jo got up and followed Greg out. "Greg? You okay?" she asked softly, watching him enter their bedroom and collapse on the bed. He curled up under the sheets, not answering her. "Greg? Sweetie?"
Jo crept on top of the bed and onto her boyfriend. "Greg .. Tell me what's wrong," she pleaded. "What did I do?"
Greg gently pushed her off and rolled over. "I'm tired. Leave me alone," he sneered. "I don't want to talk to you."
Jo sat there and thought up a plan. Grinning madly, she pulled her shirt over her head and unclasped her bra. Straddling his hips, Jo lifted a pillow of his face and watched in satisfaction as his eyes widened. "Jo, what are you doing?" he asked nervously.
Jo leaned forward and pressed her chest up against his. "I won't stop until you tell me what's wrong," she said seductively. She licked his bottom lip enticingly and slithered a hand down his pants.
Greg groaned and grabbed her by the hips. "Jo .. Stop," he ordered.
Jo smirked and continued with her doings, moving her hand up and down his shaft. His grip on her hips tightened and she was sure it'd leave two bruises on either side of it. She leaned her head forward and placed her lips right by his ear. She licked his earlobe and blew on it. "Damn it, Jo," he said huskily, throwing his head back and groaning.
Jo smiled. "Do you want me right now, Greg?" she asked, pulling her head back and showing him her face. She stuck out her bottom lip, which was a very cherry color.
Greg looked resistant, knowing they have never done anything like that before. Looking at her hand, which was still under his pants, Greg felt himself tremble. Without anymore hesitation, he flipped her over, forgetting all about why he was angry. He looked down at her bare chest and grew harder by the second.
He pushed his face forward and caught her lips in a searing kiss. Both her hands shot up and lost themselves in his dark brown hair. Soon, his pants and boxers were discarded on the floor. Greg looked down at his girlfriend and timidly pulled down her red stain knickers. Once they were off, she opened her legs widely, as if inviting him to take a peek. Greg, who was entranced by that certain area, leaned his head forward and licked the very tip of her intimate space.
Jo cried out in pleasure. He held her down by her hips and continued with his ministrations. Upon hearing his name being screamed from her lips, he lifted his head and stared at her. A huge smug smirk was on his lips. "Enjoy that, love?" he asked.
Jo, who was panting, nodded numbly. "Greg .. Please .." she begged.
Not needing to be asked twice, Greg moved himself upwards until he was face to face with his girlfriend. Jo stared at him. "This is going to hurt," stated Greg.
"I don't care," protested Josephine. "Make me feel the pain, Greg. Then, make me feel how good it can be."
Swallowing the excess spit in his mouth, Greg plunged into her. He groaned loudly, relishing the tight and hot feeling pulsating around his member. Jo cried out in pain, grazing her nails along his back.
Greg didn't stop to look at her; he kept thrusting in harder and harder. Soon enough, Jo was bucking her hips, keeping up with his rocking rhythm. "Greg .." she said breathlessly.
"Josephine," he whispered in her ear.
They screamed out each other's names, now climaxing together. Greg looked down at where they made their love and found patches of blood all over the sheets and on himself and her. "You okay?" he asked her, now gazing into her eyes.
Jo kissed him fiercely. "God, I've never felt this good in my entire life."
Greg smiled. "We should clean this up." He made a move to take himself out of her, but Jo wrapped her legs around his waist and kept him there.
"Stay," she commanded. "Don't leave me. We can clean up in the morning."
Greg smiled tiredly and pillowed his head onto the valley of her breasts. They slept peacefully together that night.
Ginny stared at him incredulously. "But .. But .." she was at a loss for words. She didn't understand why Draco Malfoy, who can get any girl he'd want, would like her, let alone love her.
Draco's face stayed impassive. "I told you that you wouldn't like the outcome," he said softly, not breaking his gaze on her.
Ginny looked to the floor, embarrassed. "It's not that .. It's just .. Wow .." she whispered. "Why on earth would you want me? I'm nothing to want .." She didn't really acknowledge Draco Malfoy during her six years at Hogwarts. He was either making fun of her brother, Harry, or Hermione and she for one, didn't really care.
Draco took a step closer, so their bodies were now touching. "You're everything that a guy would ever need," he exclaimed.
Ginny brought her head up and stared into his eyes. "You can't possibly love me. We were never friends .. We never talked .."
"That doesn't mean I've never recognized you," he reprimanded. "Can you honestly tell me that you don't find yourself utterly attractive?"
Ginny shook her head. "I can never see myself as beautiful. I guess I'm alright, but beautiful is the way you would describe Cho Chang or .. Hermione .. Or .. Luna," she replied quietly.
Draco lifted his hand and touched her lips with his index finger. "You're lips are simply stunning. They have this rosy, yet pink tint to them that would make any guy want to melt over." He took a deep breath and traced her heart shaped mouth. "I love the way you pout when you don't get your way. It drives me bonkers." He then caressed her cheek. "Your face is in no need of makeup .. You're cheeks have this natural red blush."
Ginny gulped nervously as his index finger moved down lower to her neck. "The necklaces you wear do no justice to this beautiful neck of yours. You don't know how many times I've dreamt of kissing it."
Ginny shivered as his index finger moved down just a bit lower. His hand was now under her shirt, just above her breast. "Need I say more?" he asked.
"You don't know me," she blurted out, praying that he would just lower his hand. She didn't know why, but for some odd reason, she wanted Draco Malfoy. She wanted him to love her, hold her, touch in her in places she's never been touched before. Although she's never spoken to him, she could see through his eyes and into his soul. He looked truly honest and sincere.
Draco pulled back his hand and sighed. "I know that you enjoy watching Muggle movies over the summer and eating strawberry ice-cream in the winter. Your favorite season is winter because you love the cold. You also adore the snow, mainly because you think that it's like a way of re-cleansing the earth. Taking all the bad and replacing it with the new.
"Your favorite color is dark green and if you had a choice, you would wear it everyday." Ginny stared at him, her mouth gaped open. He knew so much about her. "I know that you hate having your brother follow you around like your bodyguard, but sometimes are very grateful because you love him and look up to him. I know that your preferred subject is Potions, even though you despise Professor Snape.
"I know that you stopped liking Potter during your third year, despite what everyone else says. And I also know that you told Granger that you found me rather handsome during the sixth year ball when Thomas escorted you as his date."
Ginny blushed. "Oh," she squeaked out.
Her nose was now red and her hair was wildly loose in mountains of curls. She really was flustered. "You don't need to say anything, Ginny," he said gently. Her name sounded so heavenly coming from his lips. "Just tell me to go and I promise that I'll leave you alone forever."
"And if I don't want you to go?" she asked, watching his expression turn into a shocked one. Obviously, he didn't think that Ginny would want him like that.
"Then .." He grinned. ".. I guess I'll just have to kiss you."
Ginny bit her lip. She's never truly been kissed before. There were the occasional pecks on her lips, but nothing to irrational. She was pure, innocent Ginny and for Draco, she would change that. "Oh," she said once again.
She looked at him and found him waiting for her answer. Taking a deep breath, Ginny made a decision and smiled.
"Well?" he asked.
Her smile grew wider. "Kiss me," she said simply.
Alexa sat patiently on the couch in the living of the Burrow. "Gramsy, when's Aunt Ginny coming home?" she asked sweetly.
Her father, Percy, was upstairs sleeping. The only people who inhabited the room were Alexa, Molly, Arthur, Ronald, George, Bella and April.
"She'll be coming back tomorrow, deary," replied Molly, patting Alexa on the head. "Don't worry. She'll be just fine."
"Dada. Dada," gurgled Bella. "Dada. Dada," she repeated again.
George laughed. "I've got some weird children," he said loudly.
Ron snickered, holding April. "Why is Bella the evil twin and April's the angel? It's quite strange .. I would think both of them would be pranksters."
Arthur chuckled. "Maybe the chain of the evil twins has broken. At least we have one good baby."
Molly smacked Arthur's arm playfully. "Arthur! Both Bella and April are good children! Don't say that!"
Arthur wrapped an arm around his wife's shoulder. "What are we going to name our new child?" he asked.
"Well, if it's a boy .. I was thinking .. Landon," she stated. "And if it's a girl, I was thinking .. Haven."
Alexa smiled. "I like that name, Gramsy. Does that mean I'll be older than her? She's going to be my Auntie and I'll be older?"
Molly nodded, while Alexa giggled. "I think that's funny. Will she be a cry baby like Duncan?"
"Alexa! What have I told you about teasing your cousin?" she asked sternly.
"Never ever make fun of your own family," quoted Alexa blandly.
Ron rolled his eyes. "I remember the time we called Percy a stuck up prat and Mum made us run around the backyard for three hours catching gnomes."
George laughed. "One of the gnomes bit you and wouldn't let go. It was hilarious!" he exclaimed. "Bill had to knock it out completely. You cried for hours."
"I did not!" protested Ron. "You're lying!"
Arthur sat his wife down beside him on another couch. "You two fight way too much."
"Actually, Fred and I fight more than George and I do," said Ron. "Isn't that true, April," he cooed.
Before anyone could say anything else, someone knocked on the door. "Who would be at the door this late?" he asked.
Arthur shrugged and proceeded to the door. He opened it and found a young woman standing in front of him. "May I help you?" he asked kindly.
"I'm looking for Percy Weasely," said the woman.
"And why would that be?" asked Arthur.
She didn't answer, for Alexa was at the door, her face in a scowl. "Mummy?" she asked, disgust in her voice.
Author's Note: Hey my boobies!! .. well .. you like the new chapter? all will be revealed in the next chapter .. don't worry .. i won't leave you guys confused for long .. i've had alot of time to write over teh weekend, so i'm mighty thankful. i have my newest chapter for Don't Deny It .. but i haven't posted it yet .. please be patient .. :) .. thanks so much to the previous reviewers ..
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