Until Death Shall We Part
Chapter Four: I Won't Ever
Ginny woke up to arms around her. Whimpers came out of her mouth. Comforting words weren't heard to her as she begged the nightmare to pass. She clutched onto his shoulders tightly. "I'm scared," she said.
"I know," he answered. "Nothing will hurt you," he whispered, "I'm here."
She closed her eyes. "No," she said shaking her head as she buried it onto his chest. "I'm being killed and no one can save me, not even you."
He shuddered. "I won't let it happen," he said in a thick voice, "I won't let you go without a fight."
She shivered and he pulled her closer. "Don't leave me," she whispered.
"I won't ever," he whispered back.
She breathed him in and cried. He held her even closer. A pain was in his chest as he heard her sobs. What could he do? He thought. Nothing, he thought bitterly, nothing but let her be happy.
A few moments later her sobs quieted. He still held her. Grabbing the blanket around them he placed it more over them. He fell asleep with her in his arms.
In the morning he was sore. His eyes opened and he blinked away the sunlight. He looked down and noticed Ginny had moved to his lap. He laughed quietly not knowing why he was laughing at all. She lifted her head then. "What are you laughing at?" She mumbled rubbing her eyes.
"Nothing," he said. "Hungry yet?"
She shook her head and sat up. She laid her head on his shoulder. "Still sleepy," she said yawning.
"Hmm," he said. His arm rounded her waist and she slapped it.
"Don't even think about it," she said sternly.
He grinned, "Think about what?"
"Tickling me!" She said before laughing. "Draco, stop!" She shouted.
He paused. She was now lying fully under him. Her breathing was ragged. He met her eyes. He leaned forward. He paused when their noses touched. "Can I kiss you?" He asked.
She nodded and her eyes fluttered shut. He leaned forward more and their lips touched gingerly. He pressed harder and her hands went up his arms slowly. He shivered. Finally, they reached up to his hair and pulled him closer. His tongue slipped over her lower lip and she opened her mouth.
Her heart raced as their tongues played. She shivered when his hand sent down her side. "No," she moved him away. His breathing was ragged. He stared at her.
"Did I do something?" He asked stupidly.
She shook her head and sat up drawing her knees to her chest. She was closing herself from him. Something she never did. Draco pushed his blonde locks away. He neared her and placed his arms around her. "I'm sorry," he said.
"No, you're not," she said.
"Then what's wrong?" He said bitterly.
"Why'd you kiss me?" She asked looking up at him. He looked back down at her.
He took her hand and kissed it. "Because I've wanted it for years," he said softly.
She searched his eyes. She sighed and leaned into him more, "alright."
"Well?" He drawled.
She smiled. "Are you my boyfriend now?"
"If that's what you want to call us," he said pushing her red-hair away.
She closed her eyes, "hmm."
She moved her hands to his stomach and they fluttered against it. He withered underneath her before laughing. "Stop it!" He called out as he tried getting away from her hands.
She grinned, "Who knew Draco Malfoy was ticklish?" Her eyes widened when he pushed her back down and kissed her.
She kissed him back.