A\N: Thank you all for your reviews. I'm an inspired author and I have you
guys to thank. Anyway, the FAQ: is Draco in love with Ginny yet or is he
still just playing his game? This chapter will answer that question for you
because one word that Draco calls Ginny will tell you. But don't hate him
for that because everything will be fine again, I promise. Read and Enjoy.
Edison Chen is hot!
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Chapter Seven
How to Keep a Slytherin's Mouth Shut- Draco Malfoy
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She said yes! Finally his little plan would go on as he planned. But he only had one more day left. If he wanted to get into her pants and accomplish his rebellion, he would have to do it tomorrow night, after the Valentines Dance that he was taking her to.
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He pulled out the little silver book he carried around with him and wrote in Ginny's name. At least now he knew for sure he might get it. She trusted him. She thought he was a nice little Malfoy now and if he played it right that night, he would have her before midnight struck.
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Yes, that was his plan. She wouldn't know what hit her.
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None of the girls he hit did. They thought he was just some lonely guy trying to find someone to understand him and they had no idea that he was just trying to get into their pants.
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Being evil and good looking had its advantages.
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Breakfast that morning was slow as usual. He was stirring his bowl of porridge when she entered the Great Hall and he had expected her to look in his direction and give him a smile that was just for him. That's what all the other girls did.
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But that V.S.W (Very Sexy Weasley) didn't even glance at him once. Actually, ever since the day he dared her to go to the dance with him, she's never glanced in his direction like he was anything special to her.
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No, she continued on with her life as if nothings happened, as if she weren't going to the Valentines Dance with the sexist guy at Hogwarts. Not to mention that he was going to it with the sexiest girl at Hogwarts also.
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Really, they made a great couple.
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"Are you sure you aren't playing us?" Pansy asked, glancing at Ginny. She seemed to have noticed the same thing.
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"Of course not," Draco said, smirking. "She's all mine and by tomorrow midnight, she would no longer be a virgin."
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Blaise didn't show any emotions whatsoever. Actually, she looked more pissed then she did smug. "Now that I'm going to do it, you don't like the idea very much, huh?"
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She glared at him and stabbed her porridge like it was his head she was really seeing. "Why ever not?" she asked coldly. "She's going to the dance with you; she's not going to sleep with you."
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"But the going to the dance part can lead to others," Draco retorted smugly. "Don't be so assured that she won't let me have it because she will. I'll be taking her to my dorm before midnight and if you want proof, watch me lead her down there. She'll be moaning like a bitch."
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Pansy snickered, but Blaise's face became that of disgust. "You're sick, Draco," she said. "You make girls fall in love with you entirely just to break their hearts. When they find out what you planned all along, hell would turn over and the one thing you want the most will be out of reach."
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Draco grabbed Blaise's hand which had been resting on the table, and his eyes flared with anger. "I am sick, Zabini," he said threateningly. "I have my goals and I will not let anyone stand between them. No one will find out about this because you will keep your fat mouth shut."
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"And what will you do if I don't?" she asked smugly. "I can tell that virgin girl right now what your plans are and they will be ruined. You know she is the only girl who will make your father angry and you need her."
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"You wouldn't dare," Draco said, tightening his hold on her hand.
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"Wouldn't I?" she asked in return.
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Draco pulled her from the table, getting a few glances from the other people. He thought he saw the V.S.W looking too, but he didn't care about that right now. What he needed to do was make sure Blaise would not open her fat mouth.
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He dragged her down into the dungeons and into his dormitory where he knew they would get privacy. "What do you want?" he asked her.
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"What do you mean by that?" she asked innocently, touching the little things that he had in his dorm.
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"To keep your mouth shut, what would I have to do," he said.
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Blaise smirked triumphantly and Draco hated it. She walked over to him and put her arms around his neck. She began to nuzzle his ears but Draco kept himself alert. "I want you to sleep with me because you want to," she whispered into his ears.
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Draco shivered and began to kiss along her neck. He couldn't control it anymore. He took off her robe and let his hands travel up her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra. He let her slip off his own robes and slowly, she began to unbuckle his belt.
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A hunger deep inside of him was awakened and slowly, he slipped off Blaises' shirt.
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She was walking down the hall when he caught sight of her. Draco caught up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Hey," he whispered.
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The V.S.W shrieked and pushed him away. She held her wand up to him as if she were about to curse him when she realized who he was. "You bastard!" she exclaimed. "You scared me to death."
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Draco gave a lop-sided grin and began to walk next to her. "Where's your next class?"
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"I have herbology," she replied.
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"Can I walk you?" he asked.
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"Don't you have your own class to go to?" she asked him.
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Draco shook his head, "I have potions and I'm sure Professor Snape won't mind if I were a few minutes late walking you to class."
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The V.S.W laughed and Draco thought it sounded very sexy, I mean, she was the Very Sexy Weasley after all. "That's scandalous. Besides, if he found out it was me you were walking to class, he would take off every single point that Slytherin has."
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Draco shrugged and turned away. "Fine, but I'll leave that class early to pick you up?"
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She shook her head quickly and walked away. But over her shoulders, she shouted, "No, just go where you want to."
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Go where he wanted to? Well, that would be to pick her up so that must mean she wanted him to pick her up later. Exactly what he would do.
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Chapter Seven
How to Keep a Slytherin's Mouth Shut- Draco Malfoy
.
.
She said yes! Finally his little plan would go on as he planned. But he only had one more day left. If he wanted to get into her pants and accomplish his rebellion, he would have to do it tomorrow night, after the Valentines Dance that he was taking her to.
.
.
He pulled out the little silver book he carried around with him and wrote in Ginny's name. At least now he knew for sure he might get it. She trusted him. She thought he was a nice little Malfoy now and if he played it right that night, he would have her before midnight struck.
.
.
Yes, that was his plan. She wouldn't know what hit her.
.
.
None of the girls he hit did. They thought he was just some lonely guy trying to find someone to understand him and they had no idea that he was just trying to get into their pants.
.
.
Being evil and good looking had its advantages.
.
.
Breakfast that morning was slow as usual. He was stirring his bowl of porridge when she entered the Great Hall and he had expected her to look in his direction and give him a smile that was just for him. That's what all the other girls did.
.
.
But that V.S.W (Very Sexy Weasley) didn't even glance at him once. Actually, ever since the day he dared her to go to the dance with him, she's never glanced in his direction like he was anything special to her.
.
.
No, she continued on with her life as if nothings happened, as if she weren't going to the Valentines Dance with the sexist guy at Hogwarts. Not to mention that he was going to it with the sexiest girl at Hogwarts also.
.
.
Really, they made a great couple.
.
.
"Are you sure you aren't playing us?" Pansy asked, glancing at Ginny. She seemed to have noticed the same thing.
.
.
"Of course not," Draco said, smirking. "She's all mine and by tomorrow midnight, she would no longer be a virgin."
.
.
Blaise didn't show any emotions whatsoever. Actually, she looked more pissed then she did smug. "Now that I'm going to do it, you don't like the idea very much, huh?"
.
.
She glared at him and stabbed her porridge like it was his head she was really seeing. "Why ever not?" she asked coldly. "She's going to the dance with you; she's not going to sleep with you."
.
.
"But the going to the dance part can lead to others," Draco retorted smugly. "Don't be so assured that she won't let me have it because she will. I'll be taking her to my dorm before midnight and if you want proof, watch me lead her down there. She'll be moaning like a bitch."
.
.
Pansy snickered, but Blaise's face became that of disgust. "You're sick, Draco," she said. "You make girls fall in love with you entirely just to break their hearts. When they find out what you planned all along, hell would turn over and the one thing you want the most will be out of reach."
.
.
Draco grabbed Blaise's hand which had been resting on the table, and his eyes flared with anger. "I am sick, Zabini," he said threateningly. "I have my goals and I will not let anyone stand between them. No one will find out about this because you will keep your fat mouth shut."
.
.
"And what will you do if I don't?" she asked smugly. "I can tell that virgin girl right now what your plans are and they will be ruined. You know she is the only girl who will make your father angry and you need her."
.
.
"You wouldn't dare," Draco said, tightening his hold on her hand.
.
.
"Wouldn't I?" she asked in return.
.
.
Draco pulled her from the table, getting a few glances from the other people. He thought he saw the V.S.W looking too, but he didn't care about that right now. What he needed to do was make sure Blaise would not open her fat mouth.
.
.
He dragged her down into the dungeons and into his dormitory where he knew they would get privacy. "What do you want?" he asked her.
.
.
"What do you mean by that?" she asked innocently, touching the little things that he had in his dorm.
.
.
"To keep your mouth shut, what would I have to do," he said.
.
.
Blaise smirked triumphantly and Draco hated it. She walked over to him and put her arms around his neck. She began to nuzzle his ears but Draco kept himself alert. "I want you to sleep with me because you want to," she whispered into his ears.
.
.
Draco shivered and began to kiss along her neck. He couldn't control it anymore. He took off her robe and let his hands travel up her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra. He let her slip off his own robes and slowly, she began to unbuckle his belt.
.
.
A hunger deep inside of him was awakened and slowly, he slipped off Blaises' shirt.
.
.
* * *
.
.
She was walking down the hall when he caught sight of her. Draco caught up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Hey," he whispered.
.
.
The V.S.W shrieked and pushed him away. She held her wand up to him as if she were about to curse him when she realized who he was. "You bastard!" she exclaimed. "You scared me to death."
.
.
Draco gave a lop-sided grin and began to walk next to her. "Where's your next class?"
.
.
"I have herbology," she replied.
.
.
"Can I walk you?" he asked.
.
.
"Don't you have your own class to go to?" she asked him.
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.
Draco shook his head, "I have potions and I'm sure Professor Snape won't mind if I were a few minutes late walking you to class."
.
.
The V.S.W laughed and Draco thought it sounded very sexy, I mean, she was the Very Sexy Weasley after all. "That's scandalous. Besides, if he found out it was me you were walking to class, he would take off every single point that Slytherin has."
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Draco shrugged and turned away. "Fine, but I'll leave that class early to pick you up?"
.
.
She shook her head quickly and walked away. But over her shoulders, she shouted, "No, just go where you want to."
.
.
Go where he wanted to? Well, that would be to pick her up so that must mean she wanted him to pick her up later. Exactly what he would do.