Chapter Two – The Room of Requirement
Ginny needed time to think. How dare the bastard possess her again. After all she had done for him! She ran out of the bathroom, furious. Looking at a clock on the wall, she saw that she only had five minutes before she was supposed to meet Draco.
"Damnit!" Ginny yelled in the middle of the hallway.
"Ginny?" she heard her brother ask. Shit, Ginny said to herself. She shouldn't be in the hallway. He had to patrol the halls, part of his prefect duty. "Why are you still in your practice robes?"
"Just got out of the hospital wing," she said brightly. "Madam Pomfrey had me lay down for a while."
"Oh okay," Ron said trustingly. "Want me to walk you back up to the common room?"
"No, I'm fine, Ron. Thanks," she said, giving her brother a smile. Ron wouldn't believe where she was going for a second. Not for the first time though, she wondered if he'd care. He was so wrapped up in Hermione, quidditch and helping Harry.
"See you later," Ron said to her.
She gave him a wave. "Bye!" she said and ran up the stairs. Draco would be very unhappy if she was late. Ginny ran to the room of requirement and let herself inside. As she suspected, he was already there.
He raised one white-blond eyebrow at her. "I don't like to be kept waiting," he sneered.
Ginny just gave him a look and threw off her practice robes. She quickly performed a contraceptive charm on herself. The last thing she needed was to get pregnant by Draco Malfoy. Draco placed a silencing and locking charm on the room. Now no one would be able to get in or hear what they were up to.
She started taking off the rest of her clothes. "Weasley," Draco barked. "Patience. Undress for me."
Ginny sighed. She had homework to do. But she knew if she didn't do as he asked, he would tell her secret.
Ginny stood in front of Draco and slowly removed her shirt. She looked around the room. It was always the same, every time they came here. Just a chair and a mattress on the floor. She guessed they really didn't require more than that.
Ginny could tell he was disappointed that she was still wearing her sports bra from quidditch practice. She quickly took the bra off and Draco motioned for her to come closer. He grabbed her breasts and tugged on one nipple with her mouth.
"God, you're beautiful, Weasley," he told her. Ginny responded by taking off her pants and underwear and lying on the mattress. "I've got homework to do," she told him.
"Just for that, Weasley, I'm going to take my time," Draco said, smiling deviously.
He laid on the mattress next to her and started stroking her from head to toe. Ginny closed her eyes and hated to admit it, but that felt amazing. His fingers seemed to know just where to linger.
She found herself reaching up to him and unbuttoning the shirt he was wearing. He took that as an invitation and kissed her hard on the lips. His tongue forced his way into her mouth, exploring. Ginny matched his speed with her own tongue.
Finally, he was undressed as well. She started stroking his shaft. He moved her hand away and forced her on her back. She hated when Draco was dominant like this, and he knew it.
He straddled and entered her in one fluid motion. Quickly, he started thrusting. Ginny raised her legs around his waist and started moving with him. She wouldn't cum tonight, she knew that. Draco never let her cum. He would bring her to the edge and then stop. It was as if that was her punishment.
It was over quickly, for which Ginny was grateful. They never spoke afterwards. Ginny dressed herself without looking at Draco. She left the room first.
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"Ginny, I really don't think you're getting enough sleep," Hermione told her the next morning.
Ginny stifled a yawn, and then said, "I'm fine, Hermione." She hated it when Hermione mothered her like that.
Today Ginny didn't look across the room. He would not have her tonight, that much was certain. She didn't mind giving in to his demands once in a while, but that was it. She refused to be with him two nights in a row. She might as well be his whore then.
What Ginny really wanted to do was call Tom. She wanted him to explain what he had her do last night. She hadn't heard about any attacks, so she knew she didn't hurt anyone. Maybe he was just playing with her mind, keeping her on her toes. That must be it, Ginny told herself reassuringly. She wondered if he would possess her again.
She was sometimes very glad that Tom wouldn't be with her all the time. For instance, she had no desire to let him know what she did with Draco. Tom was in the dark on that.
"Ginny?" Harry asked, waking her from her reverie.
"Huh?" Ginny said, startled.
"I was talking about practice tomorrow. That okay with you?" Harry asked.
"Sure. That's fine," Ginny said automatically. She looked down at her oatmeal and become lost in her thoughts again. She had tried calling Tom last night, in her bed. He didn't respond. He must be playing some little stupid game.
The bell rang and Ginny stood up along with the rest of the students. She sighed as she saw Draco make a beeline for her.
"I want to talk to you," he whispered.
"Not now," Ginny said softly, "We're in public."
"Tonight. Same place," he said and walked off before she could tell him no.
Damnit, thought Ginny, now I have to go.
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The day passed quickly, and before Ginny knew it, it was ten o'clock. She went to the room of requirement, and to her surprise, there was no mattress on the floor tonight. Just a table, and two chairs facing each other.
Draco was sitting in one. He stood up when she entered the room. "Please sit down," he said formally.
He sat down again, when she was sitting in her chair. Ginny looked him over. Draco always seemed to dress formally, but today it seemed like he put even more of an effort into how he looked. Ginny looked down at her own outfit. She was still wearing her school uniform. Her robe was slightly fringed on the bottom and there was a patch on the elbow. For some odd reason she hoped he didn't notice.
"I've been thinking about our arrangement," he started.
She cut him off. "Draco, I've already told you. I'm not going two nights in a row," she said.
He gave her a brief smile. "That's not what I mean, Ginny. I'm no longer satisfied with just a sexual relationship," he told her.
"Excuse me?" she asked. "What else is there?"
Draco stood up and started pacing. "I don't know if you're aware of what a captivating personality you've become over the years," he said gently.
It hit Ginny right then. The bastard was in love with her! She gave him a slight grin. She knew she could work this to her advantage somehow.
Ginny stood up and looked at him. "What are you saying, Draco?" she asked innocently.
He walked over to her and took her hands. Ginny was more than a head shorter than Draco. His eyes bore down on her. "Now you might see this as a weakness, but I think I might have feelings for you."
Ginny broke away, pretending to be confused. "But I'm a Weasley!"
Draco put his arms around her then. "You're still technically a pure- blood. That's what's important," he told her.
"I don't know what to say Draco," she said, grateful that she never told him for her feelings towards Tom.
"You don't need to answer me tonight. Just think about what I've said, allright?" he said.
Ginny nodded.
"And if you decide you're not interested, I still expect payment. Understood?" he said.
There was the Draco she knew.
-----
That night when she called for Tom in her bed, he answered.
Ginny needed time to think. How dare the bastard possess her again. After all she had done for him! She ran out of the bathroom, furious. Looking at a clock on the wall, she saw that she only had five minutes before she was supposed to meet Draco.
"Damnit!" Ginny yelled in the middle of the hallway.
"Ginny?" she heard her brother ask. Shit, Ginny said to herself. She shouldn't be in the hallway. He had to patrol the halls, part of his prefect duty. "Why are you still in your practice robes?"
"Just got out of the hospital wing," she said brightly. "Madam Pomfrey had me lay down for a while."
"Oh okay," Ron said trustingly. "Want me to walk you back up to the common room?"
"No, I'm fine, Ron. Thanks," she said, giving her brother a smile. Ron wouldn't believe where she was going for a second. Not for the first time though, she wondered if he'd care. He was so wrapped up in Hermione, quidditch and helping Harry.
"See you later," Ron said to her.
She gave him a wave. "Bye!" she said and ran up the stairs. Draco would be very unhappy if she was late. Ginny ran to the room of requirement and let herself inside. As she suspected, he was already there.
He raised one white-blond eyebrow at her. "I don't like to be kept waiting," he sneered.
Ginny just gave him a look and threw off her practice robes. She quickly performed a contraceptive charm on herself. The last thing she needed was to get pregnant by Draco Malfoy. Draco placed a silencing and locking charm on the room. Now no one would be able to get in or hear what they were up to.
She started taking off the rest of her clothes. "Weasley," Draco barked. "Patience. Undress for me."
Ginny sighed. She had homework to do. But she knew if she didn't do as he asked, he would tell her secret.
Ginny stood in front of Draco and slowly removed her shirt. She looked around the room. It was always the same, every time they came here. Just a chair and a mattress on the floor. She guessed they really didn't require more than that.
Ginny could tell he was disappointed that she was still wearing her sports bra from quidditch practice. She quickly took the bra off and Draco motioned for her to come closer. He grabbed her breasts and tugged on one nipple with her mouth.
"God, you're beautiful, Weasley," he told her. Ginny responded by taking off her pants and underwear and lying on the mattress. "I've got homework to do," she told him.
"Just for that, Weasley, I'm going to take my time," Draco said, smiling deviously.
He laid on the mattress next to her and started stroking her from head to toe. Ginny closed her eyes and hated to admit it, but that felt amazing. His fingers seemed to know just where to linger.
She found herself reaching up to him and unbuttoning the shirt he was wearing. He took that as an invitation and kissed her hard on the lips. His tongue forced his way into her mouth, exploring. Ginny matched his speed with her own tongue.
Finally, he was undressed as well. She started stroking his shaft. He moved her hand away and forced her on her back. She hated when Draco was dominant like this, and he knew it.
He straddled and entered her in one fluid motion. Quickly, he started thrusting. Ginny raised her legs around his waist and started moving with him. She wouldn't cum tonight, she knew that. Draco never let her cum. He would bring her to the edge and then stop. It was as if that was her punishment.
It was over quickly, for which Ginny was grateful. They never spoke afterwards. Ginny dressed herself without looking at Draco. She left the room first.
-----
"Ginny, I really don't think you're getting enough sleep," Hermione told her the next morning.
Ginny stifled a yawn, and then said, "I'm fine, Hermione." She hated it when Hermione mothered her like that.
Today Ginny didn't look across the room. He would not have her tonight, that much was certain. She didn't mind giving in to his demands once in a while, but that was it. She refused to be with him two nights in a row. She might as well be his whore then.
What Ginny really wanted to do was call Tom. She wanted him to explain what he had her do last night. She hadn't heard about any attacks, so she knew she didn't hurt anyone. Maybe he was just playing with her mind, keeping her on her toes. That must be it, Ginny told herself reassuringly. She wondered if he would possess her again.
She was sometimes very glad that Tom wouldn't be with her all the time. For instance, she had no desire to let him know what she did with Draco. Tom was in the dark on that.
"Ginny?" Harry asked, waking her from her reverie.
"Huh?" Ginny said, startled.
"I was talking about practice tomorrow. That okay with you?" Harry asked.
"Sure. That's fine," Ginny said automatically. She looked down at her oatmeal and become lost in her thoughts again. She had tried calling Tom last night, in her bed. He didn't respond. He must be playing some little stupid game.
The bell rang and Ginny stood up along with the rest of the students. She sighed as she saw Draco make a beeline for her.
"I want to talk to you," he whispered.
"Not now," Ginny said softly, "We're in public."
"Tonight. Same place," he said and walked off before she could tell him no.
Damnit, thought Ginny, now I have to go.
-----
The day passed quickly, and before Ginny knew it, it was ten o'clock. She went to the room of requirement, and to her surprise, there was no mattress on the floor tonight. Just a table, and two chairs facing each other.
Draco was sitting in one. He stood up when she entered the room. "Please sit down," he said formally.
He sat down again, when she was sitting in her chair. Ginny looked him over. Draco always seemed to dress formally, but today it seemed like he put even more of an effort into how he looked. Ginny looked down at her own outfit. She was still wearing her school uniform. Her robe was slightly fringed on the bottom and there was a patch on the elbow. For some odd reason she hoped he didn't notice.
"I've been thinking about our arrangement," he started.
She cut him off. "Draco, I've already told you. I'm not going two nights in a row," she said.
He gave her a brief smile. "That's not what I mean, Ginny. I'm no longer satisfied with just a sexual relationship," he told her.
"Excuse me?" she asked. "What else is there?"
Draco stood up and started pacing. "I don't know if you're aware of what a captivating personality you've become over the years," he said gently.
It hit Ginny right then. The bastard was in love with her! She gave him a slight grin. She knew she could work this to her advantage somehow.
Ginny stood up and looked at him. "What are you saying, Draco?" she asked innocently.
He walked over to her and took her hands. Ginny was more than a head shorter than Draco. His eyes bore down on her. "Now you might see this as a weakness, but I think I might have feelings for you."
Ginny broke away, pretending to be confused. "But I'm a Weasley!"
Draco put his arms around her then. "You're still technically a pure- blood. That's what's important," he told her.
"I don't know what to say Draco," she said, grateful that she never told him for her feelings towards Tom.
"You don't need to answer me tonight. Just think about what I've said, allright?" he said.
Ginny nodded.
"And if you decide you're not interested, I still expect payment. Understood?" he said.
There was the Draco she knew.
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That night when she called for Tom in her bed, he answered.