(A/N Ack! I've run out of already written chapters. Actually I have three written but I didn't like where I was taking the story so I rewrote this one and so, yeah, I have to start writing chapters. So you might not get a new chapter every day. Sorry. Anyway this chapter is really really long so I hop you guys enjoy it.)
Disclaimer: Nope, still poor and living in America. Not JK Rowling.
Tuesday
September 17th
Ginny ran the quill through her hands as she thought of the nights previous dream. It wasn't like her usual dreams had been. This dream was actually happy. She was totally in her own world when Luna nudged her in the side.
"Ginny." Luna hissed out of the side of her mouth.
"What?" Ginny asked snapping to attention.
"You haven't yet transfigured your quill." Professor McGonagall repeated standing in front of Ginny a stern expression across her face. "Ten points from Gryffindor."
Ginny groaned silently as the professor walked away.
"Gee, you're out of it more than I am." Luna told her motioning towards the quill she was suppose to be changing into a duster.
"Yeah." Ginny replied nodding. "Have you turned yours into a duster yet?"
Luna held up an oddly shaped duster. "It isn't the best."
"It's a duster." Ginny replied shaking her head wearily.
"You have to be careful." Luna replied her eyes getting big. "Glitter mites like to live in feather dusters. They enter your body through your nose and eat out your brain."
Ginny nodded, smiling weakly. "I'll remember that."
"Good." Luna replied pushing her own duster far from her as she blew her nose in a handkerchief.
"Luna, can I ask you a question?" Ginny asked suddenly
"Sure what?" Luna replied her large eyes turning to Ginny.
"Fairy crystals. they change colors. Ever heard of them?"
"Yeah." Luna replied shaking her head. "Of course that's only if you believe in that."
"You don't believe in fairy crystals?" Ginny asked shocked.
Luna shrugged.
"Anyway, do you know what the colors mean?"
"Not really." Luna replied shrugging again. "Like I said I don't really believe in that."
Ginny sighed quietly as she turned to her quill and for the first time since the lesson had started focused on turning her quill into a feather duster. After a couple of tries it turned into a black duster with a matching black handle. She sat the rest of the class thinking about her dream. It really had been a happy dream. Ginny came back to reality as Professor McGonagall dismissed them and she gathered her books.
"I heard you were dating the tall blonde boy." Luna said following behind her.
"Yeah."
"Well, I suppose that it's probably fun, but watch out. Glitter mites really like blonde hair."
Ginny shook her head in disbelief as she continued towards the Great Hall. Luna was insane. Really, truly insane.
"Classes have been cancelled the rest of the day." Ron told her as she sat down.
"What? Why?" Ginny asked loading her plate up with food.
"I don't know." Ron replied shrugging. "It's posted everywhere though. Classes are dismissed."
"Oh." Ginny thought for a minute. "I don't suppose detentions have been cancelled also?"
"You don't have detention do you?" Ron asked sighing.
Ginny looked sheepishly at her hands. "I might. With Snape, for being late."
Ron groaned. "You were suppose to work in the store tonight. Now I'm going to have to."
"I can work until I have to go to detention." Ginny replied quietly. "Unless of course they also cancel detention."
"Today's your lucky day." Professor Snape replied from behind her. "Detention has indeed been cancelled. However I expect ten inches on why being punctual is important."
Ginny turned around slowly. "Yes Professor. Of course." She nodded while managing a small smile. She turned back around and glared at Ron. "Why didn't you tell me he was behind me."
Ron smirked. "I didn't see him."
"Liar."
Ron shrugged in reply.
"I hate you."
"At least you don't have detention." Ron replied smirking.
"I still hate you." Ginny replied taking one last bite of her food before standing up. "I'm going to go open the store."
"Bye Ginny." Ron called to his sisters retreating back.
Ginny went up to her dorm room and grabbed her sketch book before making her way back down to the second floor. She quickly tapped her wand against the door and unlocked and whispered another spell to make the room light up. She went and pulled herself up on the counter and sat there cross legged while she drew. She was in the middle of her picture when she jumped.
"Could have robbed the whole place." Draco smirked walking up to the counter and leaning against it. "So what picture are you drawing that has you so focused?"
"It's nothing." Ginny replied showing him the picture.
"Is this the whomping willow?"
"Yeah." Ginny nodded.
"Why the whomping willow?"
"I don't know." Ginny shrugged. "I just felt like drawing it."
"Oh." Draco replied as he flipped through the rest of the pictures. He stopped on the one she had drawn of the two of them at Hogsmeade. "When did you draw this?"
"Umm." Ginny replied blushing. "Before we even went to Hogsmeande."
"I knew you were lusting after me." Draco replied smugly.
Ginny gave a very unladylike snort. "Lusting after you my big, fat, arse."
"And what a lovely round arse at that." Draco replied smirking.
"I do not have a big butt." Ginny replied hitting him on the arm.
"I never said that." Draco replied sliding her towards him. "I said you had a lovely round arse," he smirked as he kissed her on the lips. "You said you had a big, fat arse."
"I was being sarcastic." Ginny replied pushing him away from her. "To make you realize how wrong you were thinking I was lusting after you."
"Come on Little Red. You don't have to deny that." Draco struck a masculine pose. "Who wouldn't lust after this?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "So is that what pink means then? Does it turn pink because I am lusting after you?"
"No." Draco replied smirking. "Does that mean that you are always lusting after me then?"
"No." Ginny replied turning pink.
"Are you lying?" Draco mocked in a lecturing tone. "It's wrong to lie."
"I'm not lying." Ginny replied. "This conversation is very embarrassing."
"So if you aren't always lusting after me why would you think that pink means that?"
"When someone is in lust their aura gains pink."
"Auras?" Draco asked.
"Yeah." Ginny nodded as she rummaged around in her bag. She pulled out a set of colored pencils. "An aura, a persons soul represented by colors. The colors swirl, fade, grow darker. You gain more colors sometimes or lose colors, depending on your mood and how you feel."
"Tell me more." Draco requested pulling himself up on the counter beside Ginny. "Like how do you know all this."
"I already told you that I'm good in Divination."
"Anyone can be good at Divination as long they can think of enough different ways to die." Draco replied smirking.
"Well, I'm really good at Divination." Ginny told him smiling.
"So you can see people's auras then?" Draco asked. "Isn't that like spying."
"They eye's are the window to a person's soul. It's what first attracts me to a person." Ginny informed him. She started to add colors to a piece of paper. "Auras can be one of the most beautiful thing that a person has." Ginny sighed. "Of course they can be very scary also. Harry's for instance, you can see the pain in his. You can also see the hatred. Hatred is pure black, there is no darker emotion. There isn't a lot but there is enough there to darken his whole aura. Of course he also has a lot of blue, which is love, romance, you get the idea. Blaise's doesn't have black in it, shockingly enough. It seems he doesn't hate anyone. His has red- anger, blue- love, green- loyalty and brown- sadness." Ginny looked at him. "There's a reason I was always a bad liar. I don't like looking people in the eyes, I find out more about them than I should. It is like spying on someone."
"What do you see in mine?" Draco asked capturing his eyes with hers.
"Black." Ginny replied turning to a different page and adding colors as she told him about it. "Lots of it. Hatred for your father, I suspect along with Voldermort, I wouldn't presume to know who else. That's been ebbing away though. You've gained a lot of blue, some brown. You have a shocking amount of green. I suppose you are very loyal to the people you care for. Of course you have red, and purple."
"Purple?"
"Pride." Ginny replied smiling at him. "You actually have a lot of purple. Which isn't shocking you are a very prideful person. There's a little bit of yellow, which is cowardice. A little bit is good, it means you are scared of things."
"How is that good?"
"Being scared of things keeps you from doing stupid things." Ginny replied. "Harry has barely any yellow. When it comes down to it he isn't scared of anything really which means he does lots of stupid things. Stupid things which he has luckily never been killed for." Ginny cocked her head to the side. "Do you want to know which color originally drew me to you?"
"Yes."
"Aqua." Ginny replied. "Most people have this color. It's the color of compassion. However you can imagine my shock when one day I happened to look up and meet eyes with you. It was just for a second but that gave me enough time to get a glimpse of your aura. I expected a lot of black, red, purple. However I was shocked to see the aqua color mingling along with it. Over the past few years your aura would lose some of the color, gain some back. Auras do that a lot. Like right now yours has sky blue which stands for curiosity. Later the sky blue will go away and a different color will join in its place."
"What about you aura?" Draco asked. "Can you even see it, you can't look in your own eyes after all."
"I don't have to." Ginny replied closing her eyes. "Blue, lots of blue. Purple, but not nearly as much as yours, just a bit. Green and aqua. More black and red than I would like. Lots of yellow, I'm scared of quite a few things. Not much brown, I've been fortunate, I haven't had too much sadness. I always have a bit of sky blue lurking around."
"So if all the auras have the same color what makes them unique."
"They don't all have the same colors." Ginny corrected him. "Those are just the basic colors. There are millions of emotions and millions of colors. It's also about to do with the amount. For instance, Slytherins don't usually have a lot of green, if they have any. Where as Ravenclaws don't usually have a lot of black."
"So you are attracted to eyes, even though you don't like looking people in the eyes."
"I know. It's weird." Ginny shrugged. "Of course I've leaned to not look past eye color, unless I want to."
"That's interesting." Draco replied. "What do you see when you see Snapes."
"I can't tell you that."
"Why not?"
"Because it isn't any of your business." Ginny replied. "How would you like it if I went around telling everyone that you are compassionate and loyal."
"Not a lot considering you made me sound like a dog." Draco replied.
Ginny laughed. "I didn't mean to do that."
"Sure." Draco smirked skeptically. "So what color is happiness."
"Gold." Ginny replied. "Everyone has a speck of gold at least. Because everyone has something that makes them at least a little bit happy."
"Interesting." Draco repeated.
"Yep." Ginny agreed. "I think so anyway. You know what is scary?"
"What?"
"Seeing pink in Snape's aura when he's looking at Hermione. And seeing the same in Hermione when she's looking at him."
"Tell me that is some sick joke."
"Nope." Ginny replied laughing. "It's the truth. The sick and twisted truth." She shuddered. "Ew."
"But, he's Snape."
"I don't get it." Ginny told him. "I'm just telling you what I see."
"Is that how you knew about Blaise."
"Yeah." Ginny nodded. "He would look at Ron and his aura would be tinged in pink. Rather cute if you ask me."
"Only you would think that that is cute."
"Come on, you don't think they suit each other rather well?"
"I don't know." Draco replied shrugging.
"Do you think I suit you?"
"Yes. You definitely suit me." Draco replied pulling her to him so that she was leaning against his chest.
"But you can't tell if they suit each other?" Ginny asked him quizzically.
"I don't know." Draco replied. "I don't much care about their relationship."
"Neither do I. I just think they are cute together." Ginny pulled away from him as the door opened. She slipped off the counter and pulled Draco off with her.
"Do you have any Lizard Lollies?" a first year Ravenclaw asked, glancing nervously at Draco.
"Yes we do." Ginny replied smiling as she led the first year towards the other side of the store. "Watch the register, will you?" she called back to Draco.
Draco stood there and waited till Ginny was done with her customer. Every time the first year asked another question he sighed loudly and scowled at her.
"You didn't have to be so rude." Ginny hissed at Draco quietly as the girl left the store.
"I didn't say a thing."
"You nearly scared that poor girl to death." Ginny replied lecturing him.
"I didn't do anything." Draco replied innocently. "I didn't say a thing, I didn't do anything."
"You scowled at her the whole time." Ginny informed him. "Probably scared her to death. Shame on you."
"Are you mad at me now?" Draco asked pulling her towards him.
"Even if I were, you wouldn't care." Ginny replied as she kissed him.
"I would." Draco replied brushing the hair out of her face. "I might care."
"You'd care if it intervened with your snogging time." Ginny replied pulling out of his embrace.
"See, so I would care." Draco told her triumphantly pulling her back into his arms.
"I'm at work." Ginny told him. "I'm being paid to work, not snog you."
"Are you getting paid to draw?" Draco smirked holding up her sketch book.
"Shut up." Ginny replied snatching her book back.
"Snatching isn't polite." Draco lectured her.
"I repeat, shut up." Ginny replied hitting him with her sketch book.
"Watch it little Red." Draco replied grabbing her hands and holding them behind her back. "I've seen the damage you can do and my face is to God like to ruin." Draco kissed her on the lips as he let go of her hands.
"You are so full of yourself." Ginny replied before kissing him back. "Now go away. I'm suppose to be working."
"You don't really want me to go away." Draco informed her.
"Actually do you know why classes were cancelled for today?" Ginny asked him.
"I do." Draco smirked.
"Well?"
"Professor Dumbledore called an emergency staff meeting."
"Why?"
Draco shrugged. "I don't know."
"Well than what good are you?" Ginny asked him smiling innocently.
Draco pulled her back to him and and kissed her. "This is what I'm good for." Ginny laughed gently into his kiss before kissing him back. As Draco kissed her his hands traveled down her back to grip her arse. He ground her hips against his as his lips traveled along her neck.
"What the hell?" Ron asked loudly
"Why? Why? Why?" Draco asked pushing Ginny away. "Why does your brother have the worst timing in the world?" Draco glared at Ron.
"What are you doing Ginny?" Ron asked her. "You are suppose to be working."
"I was." Ginny replied sheepishly. "Can I help you find anything?"
"Ginny his hands were on your butt. What were his hands doing on your butt?" Ron asked angrily.
"They were-" Draco started before Ginny elbowed him in the stomach.
"Where's Blaise?" Ginny asked him smiling.
"Don't try changing the subject on me Ginevra Molly Weasley." Ron replied puffing up in anger.
"Really is the middle name necessary?" Ginny asked.
"Just wait till mum hears about this." Ron yelled at her.
"Don't you threaten me!" Ginny yelled back at him. "I have my own things I can tell mum."
"That's low."
"You started it!"
The two Weasley teens stood there glaring at each other. Their eyes were locked in a staring game that neither of them wanted to lose. Because to lose would be like admitting they were wrong. Finally Ron blinked and Ginny smirked smugly.
"What did you come here for?" she asked him finally crossing her arms in front of her chest.
"Nothing." Ron replied shaking his head and turning on his heal. "I'm leaving. Keep your paws off my sister Malfoy!"
Ginny glared at his back as he stormed out of the room. She picked up her sketch book and threw it at the door he had just slammed. "Stupid pompous bossy git." she mumbled to herself. "Telling me what I can and can't do, I'll tell him what he can or can't do. I'll show his bossy know it all ass." She stomped over and picked up her sketchbook with a little sniff.
Draco watched her temper tantrum with an amused smirk on his face. He waited till her temper subsided before speaking up. "How's business going?"
Ginny threw a glare at him before answering. "Pretty slowly today. You can see that though."
"You and your brother have quite the relationship."
"Oh it's just wonderful." Ginny replied sarcastically. "He's such a prat."
"I agree." Draco smirked.
"He just doesn't get it." Ginny continued about to start a full blown rant.
"Your middle name is Molly?" Draco asked hoping to sidetrack her.
"Yeah." Ginny nodded hopping back up on the counter and setting her sketch book beside her. "I was mum's only girl so, you know, she wanted me to have her name."
"That's so-"
"Sweet." Ginny interrupted him. "It's sweet."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Fine, it's sweet."
"That's right, because you don't want to say anything that is going to piss me off." Ginny told him with a nod of her head. "Ask anyone I'm a hair puller when I'm mad."
"I don't want to make you mad." Draco told her. "After all that does me no good."
"That's right." Ginny nodded. She looked around the room. "I don't want to be here anymore. No one's coming. They already spent all their money and I'm bored." She frowned. "They knew I didn't want to work, they tricked me." she sighed unhappily. "I'm too tired to be here anyway. Come on let's leave."
"Have you snapped?" Draco asked as he followed her to the door. "You can't just leave the shop."
She rolled her eyes. "I haven't snapped. I'm tired and I'm upset and I don't want to be here. So yes, I can just leave the shop. What's the worst that can happen? Ron yells at me?" She laughed bitterly. "Been there done that." She shut the door and locked it with a quick spell before starting down the hall. "Are you coming?" she asked turning to look at Draco, who was still standing by the door.
Draco looked at her for a minute before following behind her. Ginny stormed downstairs and outside the castle. She stopped for a minute looking around trying to decide where to go before turning and going to the left. She rounded the corner and walked into a small alcove that was almost hidden by vines. Draco gasped when he saw where Ginny had led him. They were standing in the middle of a small garden with a white gazebo in the middle. Around the gazebo were flower patches filled with wonderful and mystical plants and flowers.
"Mind the biting pansies." Ginny said as she walked towards the gazebo, carefully picking her way along the trail. She opened the little gate that enclosed the gazebo and sat on one of the benches her legs out in front of her on the bench. "I hate him sometimes." She told Draco once he had sat down across from her. "It's so difficult being the youngest child and only girl sometimes." She sighed unhappily as she pulled her knees to her chest and hugged them. "I always had to be the responsible child who helped with the dishes and such, but apparently I can't be trusted to date alone." She rolled her eyes. "Stupid prat."
Draco looked at her. She was acting very strange. He didn't know quite what to say so finally he just said what popped into his head. "Biting pansies sounds like our Pansy."
"She's such a bitch." Ginny sneered.
"Yep." Draco agreed. "Why are you so upset?"
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not, I'm just annoyed." She looked around the gazebo. "Isn't this place nice?"
Draco looked around and noticed that they gazebo was indeed quite nice. "Yeah it is."
Ginny nodded. "I found this place in my second year. Ron was once again pissing me off about something and I stormed out of the castle and basically bumped into this place." She looked around. "It was dark and past curfew but I didn't care. If anyone had found me I would have been in so much trouble. The gazebo was lit up with all these lights and one of those damn biting pansies bit me. It hurt like hell." She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes thinking. "I had my sketch book with me and I picked that pansy and crushed it between the pages. I kept it there till it dried and then took it out and attached it to a canvas and made this picture out of it. The pansy's mouth was opened in a scream. It was purple and I painted all this red and black around it with some blue. Ron saw the picture and thought I was disturbed." Ginny shrugged her shoulders. "It was just a painting though. He doesn't get art. He doesn't understand how someone can take their emotions and expression them on a canvas. Of course he can't see auras either so maybe that's why. He's never seen an emotion in it's purest form."
Draco sat there staring at Ginny in wonderment and awe. She had to be the most amazing girl he had ever met in his entire life. They way she could just sit there and close her eyes and tell some story about a painting and have him totally enthralled. "Will you show it to me sometime?" Draco asked quietly not wanting to disturb her from her thoughts.
Ginny opened her eyes, they were shining. "Yeah. Sure." She leaned close to Draco. "Tell me a secret, that no one else knows."
"Like what?"
"I don't know." Ginny replied smiling. "That's what you have to tell me." She got up and switched seats so that she was sitting beside Draco. She sat cross legged on the bench and leaned sideways against the wall and looked at Draco expectantly.
Draco sighed as he thought about what he could tell her. Finally he thought of something. He closed his eyes as he told the story. "When I was eight I was shopping with my father. We were in Diagon alley and he had dropped me off at the toy store because he had some business that he didn't want me there for. I threw a fit. I didn't want to be left there all by myself. So my father told me that if I behaved then I could buy whatever I wanted. Well of course I behaved and I looked around trying to find the coolest toy. He told the shopkeeper to let me get whatever and put it on his tab. So along my way of trying to find the coolest toy I ran across this little girl, younger than me. She was really sad because she wanted this witch doll and she couldn't afford it. Her parents weren't rich enough for it and she had been dreaming of this toy. So I picked it up and went to the counter and showed it to the man and told him I wanted it. He looked at me like I was really mental. A little boy, wanting a doll? That was just unusual. None the less he rung it up. So I walked back to the little girl and handed it to her. I don't know why I did. I never did figure it out. When my father got the bill he gave me a whipping that I would never forget. He was so angry with me. Angry because I did something good for a family he hated." Draco opened his eyes. "I didn't know that he hated that family. All I knew was that there was this girl that just wanted a doll, a simple doll and she couldn't have it. If I wanted I could have gotten my mother to buy me everything in the store, what did I need one more toy for? I had tons, but this girl wanted one doll. I didn't know I would get in so much trouble for giving her a doll."
"I knew about that." Ginny said quietly. "I just didn't know it was you."
"So you remember?" Draco asked. "I didn't know if you would."
"I still have that doll." Ginny told him. "I named her Veronica. Fred and George stole her once for one of their experiments and I threw such a fit that I almost made the house explode." Ginny laughed quietly. "I can't believe that was you. I had no clue. Funny how the world works. You bought me a doll nine years ago. We hate each other for a good five and here we are, dating."
Draco reached over and intertwined his fingers through hers. "Was that good enough of a secret that no one else knew?"
Ginny smiled. "Yeah it was."
"Are you still mad at Ron?"
"Of course." Ginny replied standing up. "He's my brother, I'm suppose to be mad at him. We should get back inside the castle. It's getting close to dinner."
"Hold on." Draco replied standing up beside her. He pulled her against him and kissed her gently on the lips. "Okay we can go now."
He curled his arm around Ginny as they walked back into the castle. They entered just as Ron was walking down the stairs. His eyes narrowed at the sight of them.
"I wouldn't say anything." Draco warned him. "She might take you out, and I'm not kidding. What happened to being okay with us."
Ron rolled his eyes. "Okay? I was never okay with the two of you, Blaise just always pulls me away before I can say anything. But when an older brother sees his little sister's ass being groped. Well bad things tend to happen."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Tell me, do you keep your hands off of Blaise's ass, because I tend to regard him like a little brother and I wouldn't have to protect his honor by kicking your bloody arse."
Ron's face turned red. "That's different."
Draco shrugged. "Doesn't seem like it is to me. But, Weasley if you want go ahead, try and kick my arse. Give me a reason to bloody you up a bit."
Ron started towards Draco but Ginny quickly stepped between them and stopped Ron in his tracks. "Come talk to me Ron, now."
Draco watched as they had a very animated conversation in the corner. Ginny stomped her foot while Ron flailed his arms about. After a minute they both stood there silently. Ron nodded his head before giving his sister a quick hug and started back up the stairs with out a glance at Draco. Ginny walked over to him with a triumphant grin on her face.
"What just happened?"
"I told Ron that if he didn't sod off I would pull you into the closest coat closet and shag you right now." Ginny replied with a giggle.
"Damn it." Draco smirked. "I was so close to getting some."
"No you weren't." Ginny replied. "I wouldn't actually shag you in a coat closet." She smirked mischievously at him. "Don't tell Ron that though. I'll lose my only leverage."
"Of course not." Draco kissing her on the cheek. "We don't want to spoil all the fun."
"Exactly." Ginny agreed. "It's supper time."
"Indeed it is." Draco agreed as people started down the stairs. "I say we go get dinner. I'll meet you after."
"Okay."
"You need to watch your boyfriend better." Draco told Blaise at dinner.
"What?" Blaise asked absentmindedly.
"Are you with us?" Draco asked rolling his eyes.
"Yeah." Blaise replied drawing himself into his conversation. "I'm just tired. What about Ron?"
"He just threw a fit today when he saw me and Red snogging." Draco told him. "It was quite the hassle."
"What did he do?"
"You know. Yelled, threatened, yelled some more." Draco smirked. She took care of him though. Apparently threatening to shag me is how you control him."
"I'll have to remember that." Blaise replied smirking back.
"You do not threaten him with shagging me." Draco warned him. "That isn't cool."
Blaise shrugged. "I'll do what I have to do."
"Unless it includes bringing me into it." Draco replied. "I don't need more problems with that brute."
"Hey! Watch who you're calling a brute, that is my boy friend after all."
"He's like a red headed neanderthal."
Blaise glared at him.
"Okay, find he isn't. I take that back." Draco sighed. "Just keep him away from me if you can. I don't want to bloody him up. I know you won't appreciate that."
"I really wouldn't." Blaise agreed. "I'll talk to him."
"Have fun with that." Draco replied smirking. "Because he is always a rational wizard."
"I have a certain way with him that you don't." Blaise smirked back.
"I don't want to know." Draco replied shaking his head.
"So you have heard why they cancelled classes, right?"
"Teacher meeting."
"But you've heard what the meeting was about right?"
"No." Draco replied leaning forward suddenly interested.
"They say Voldermort is planning something. Really big. They think he is going to strike soon. Very soon and very dangerous and very big."
"What is he going to do?"
"Kidnap a student." Blaise replied. "They didn't say which."
"Wouldn't that be obvious? It's Potter."
"I suppose." Blaise shrugged. "Sounds about right."
"Interesting." Draco replied settling back in his chair again. "Not that he won't of course do something stupid to save the day."
"He wouldn't be Potter if he didn't." Blaise replied frowning.
Ginny spent most of her dinner by herself, not talking to anyone as she ate. When she finally left the Great Hall she didn't have to walk long before Draco reached out and took her by the hand, whirling her around and into a classroom.
"How was your dinner?" Draco asked her pulling her into his arms, he was for some reason in a very playful mood. "I hope it was as great as mine."
"It was fine." Ginny replied smiling. "I doubt it was as fine as yours though. Kind of boring really."
"Boring. How could anything to do with you be boring?" Draco asked in obvious glee.
"What is with you?" Ginny asked as he whirled her around again.
"I am in a very good mood." Draco replied kissing her on the lips. "I was told the best news tonight at dinner. I'm not going to tell you though because you wouldn't find it half as entertaining."
"Better not tell me than." Ginny replied. "Because you are quite fun when you are full of glee."
Draco kissed her again. "So what are we going to do tonight?"
"I don't know. You are the one with all this energy. What do you want to do?"
"Dance with me." Draco replied pulling her into a dance stance and sweeping her across the floor. "Tsk, tsk, little Red. You really need to work on your dance moves."
"There isn't any music." Ginny defended herself.
Draco muttered a quick spell and music started wafting around them. He swept her across the floor dipping her and twirling her. In all truthfulness Ginny couldn't dance, but Draco made it okay. She didn't know what had gotten into him but she was enjoying it. Ginny concentrated on the dance as he twirled her around the room.
"You do know what they say about men who can dance." Draco whispered quietly as he dipped her.
"No." Ginny replied absentmindedly as he twirled her around.
"They say that men who can date make wonderful lovers." Draco whispered as he twirled her against him. He felt Ginny stiffen against him.
"Really?" Ginny replied blushing.
"I've never had any complaints." Draco smirked kissing her on the neck. He held her to him not letting her twirl out of his grasp.
"How did you become such a wonderful dancer?" Ginny asked as Draco ran his hand down her side.
"My mother had be in ballroom dancing lessons before I could walk." Draco told her. "She liked the idea of having a perfect little gentleman. Little did she know that it would give me skills that no gentleman would dare exploit." Draco whispered into her ear before turning her around in his arms.
"Tell me Draco." Ginny inquired. "What has you wanting to dance, it can't be to show off your skills in hopes of getting some."
"No it isn't that." Draco smirked. "But, if that's the conclusion you came too."
"No that isn't the conclusion I came to." Ginny replied blushing.
"Apparently some big thing is going down with Voldermort." Draco told her. "And he is going to kidnap a student, Potter of course, and since he's in Hogwarts, he's safe. So, that means his little death eaters that are trying to kidnap him will get caught and arrested. And if we are lucky than my father will be one of them."
"That's what has you so happy?" Ginny asked him.
"A boy can dream can't he?" Draco replied kissing her.
"I thought you didn't dream." Ginny smirked.
"I dream of you." Draco replied sucking on her ear lobe. "And all the dirty things I want to do with you."
"Shut up." Ginny replied pushing him away, blushing furiously.
"It's no secret, Little Red." Draco replied pulling her back to him. "That I want you," Draco tickled her hips, "And I want to do dirty little things to you."
"Stop saying that." Ginny replied looking down as her cheeks turned another, darker, shade of red.
Draco reached up and gently lifted her chin so that she was looking up at him. He kissed her tenderly on the lips. "Why are you blushing? Aren't there dirty things you want to do with me?"
"Why are we talking about this?" Ginny asked pulling out of his arms.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked innocently. sitting down and pulling her into his lap. Ginny sat there stiffly not knowing what to do. She had never sat in a boy's lap much less be pulled into one. All that quickly changed when Draco kissed her and she melted. She squirmed in his lap pulling herself closer to him. Draco groaned loudly.
"What?" Ginny asked pulling away from him.
"Huh?" Draco asked confused as to why he was not still kissing her.
"Did I hurt you?" Ginny asked worried.
"What? No." Draco replied still confused.
"It's just you groaned." Ginny told him. She blushed as she said this, realizing what was happening. She slid off his lap and stood there looking at her hands.
Draco bit back a laugh as he stood up and wrapped his arm around her waist. "So should we go find something to do?" Draco asked pulling her out of the room. "I'm done celebrating."
Ginny didn't reply as they walked down the hall. Her face was still blushing bright red and she wanted the ground to just open up and swallow her. How could she now have known. What, was she born yesterday? Maybe Ron had the right idea going, he could always save her before anything embarrassing happened. How could she have been so stupid?
"Little Red." Draco whispered into her ear in a singsong voice.
"Hm?" Ginny asked still staring at her feet.
"What do you want to do?" Draco asked her impatiently.
"I don't know." Ginny replied.
Draco walked along with her in silence for a few more minutes before he couldn't keep quiet any more. "What's bothering you?"
"Nothing." Ginny lied.
"Obviously this nothing is a something."
"Yeah, well I don't want to tell you."
"Will you tell me a secret Little Red?" Draco asked her. "Like what's wrong?"
"No." Ginny replied firmly. "I won't tell you."
"Come on, Little Red." Draco asked quietly. "Tell me what's wrong?"
Ginny looked at him, finally, and sighed. "No."
"No? I'm Draco Bloody Malfoy, people don't tell me no." Draco replied a bit irritated. "Except of course you."
"I doubt your middle name is actually Bloody."
"It's actually Alexander. But that's not what we were talking about."
"It isn't?" Ginny asked. "Well Alexander is a nice middle name."
"Tell me what had you all quiet."
Ginny stopped walking and turned to Draco. "It's embarrassing and I don't want to talk about it, so if you could just stop asking about it. That would be really nice."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Fine. Don't tell me and if I die tomorrow I would have died without knowing what was bothering you."
"Yeah, well if I die tomorrow it will be without knowing what the color pink means." Ginny shot back. "So your little guilt trip won't work on me." She stuck her tongue out at him before turning to walk down the hall.
"Hold up there LIttle Red." Draco called catching up to her and grabbing her hand. He pushed her against the wall as his lips crashed onto hers. Her beautiful, velvety, soft, full lips. Tasting her sweetness and playing with her bubble gum pink tongue. Damn it, he was turning into a sap! But, as he ran his hands over her curves and up to tangle with her hair, he found himself caring less and less. He pressed himself against her, fitting to her every curve.
Ginny ran her hands through his hair as he moved to kiss her on the neck. If dance skills were any indication that someone was good in bed than she could believe that Draco was a god when it came to shagging. Hell, he drove her wild just the way he kissed. They way his tongue would slip into her mouth, and make his presence known. The way he knew exactly where to suck on her neck to drive her wild. Damn her morals, damn them! She just wanted to pull him into the nearest coat closet and shag him senseless. Not that she would know what to do.
Suddenly Ginny pushed Draco away from her and started quickly down the hall.
"What?" Draco asked as he followed her down the hall.
"I left my sketch book in the gazebo." Ginny replied.
"Did you bring it to the gazebo?" Draco asked.
"Yes." Ginny nodded. "And I left it there." She sighed, "I can't believe I forgot my sketchbook."
"What's the rush?" Draco asked.
"What if someone finds it?"
"No one knows that place is there." Draco replied as they rushed out in the dark.
Ginny ignored him as she continued to walk towards the gazebo.
"What's the big deal?" Draco asked.
"What if someone were to find it and look in it." Ginny replied as she ran into the gazebo and looked around. "There it is." She sighed as she picked it up.
"What would be the big deal if someone looked in it?" Draco asked. "I've seen your drawings."
"You didn't give me a choice when you first looked at my drawings." Ginny replied. "I just don't like people to look at them. What if they don't like them?"
Draco lounged on one of the benches. "Who wouldn't like them. You are a really talented artist."
"In your opinion."
"I'm Draco Malfoy." Draco informed her. "My opinion is as good as gold."
"My mistake." Ginny replied rolling her eyes. "How did I manage to forget that you are Draco Malfoy." she sat beside him on the bench. "It's so beautiful out here at night, with the candles lighting up the gazebo and the stars outside." She leaned back against Draco's chest. She sat there a minute before letting out a small laugh."Did you just smell my hair?"
"Yes." Draco replied unabashed wrapping his arms around her. "It smells good."
"Jasmine." Ginny replied chuckling quietly.
"What? Lot's of guys smell their girlfriends hair." Draco informed her with a pompous sniff.
Ginny laughed as she settled herself more comfortably against him. "Whatever you say."
"Tell me a secret that no one else knows." Draco whispered in her ear.
"I have six brothers. I don't have any secrets."
"Everyone has secrets."
"Fine, a secret." Ginny replied. "How about a secret wish?"
"You don't have to wish." Draco replied pompously. "Yes, you can shag me senseless."
"No, not that." Ginny replied elbowing him gently in the gut. "I want to do something with you that you never did with any of your other girls."
"We already are."
"What?"
"I never actually sat down and had a good talk with any of the other girls I spent my time with." Draco replied shrugging. "They'd come on to me and we would shag and then I would kick her out of my room. If we were even in my room. If I was in her room than usually she would snuggle up to me and I would have to wait till she fell asleep so that I could sneak out without having to deal with pleading and whining. But I never actually spoke to any of them."
"Why not?"
"I didn't want to." Draco replied shrugging. "I just wanted a good shag."
"That's so.." Ginny thought trying to find the right word.
"Fun."
"Wrong." Ginny said finally. "Think about how those poor girls must feel."
"It isn't like they didn't know what kind of guy I was." Draco defended himself. "They chose to shag me."
"But, still. If I slept with someone and they just kicked me out."
"I wouldn't do that." Draco told her. "Not to you."
"Not that it matters." Ginny replied. "Because I'm not planning on sleeping with you."
"What makes you think I want to."
"Your constant asking." Ginny replied, shivering.
"Are you cold?" Draco asked.
"A little." Ginny replied.
"I can fix that." Draco replied pulling his wand out and whispering a warming spell. He leaned back against the wall of the gazebo and pulled Ginny back against him. "Is that better."
"Much." Ginny replied intertwining her fingers through his. "Your turn to tell me something."
"I just told you something."
"That doesn't count." Ginny replied kissing him on the hand.
"Says who?"
"Me."
"Fine." Draco sighed. "I use to be jealous of Potter."
"Use to be?" Ginny asked smirking.
"Yes, use to be." Draco replied.
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"How can you be jealous of someone and now know why?"
"I don't know." Draco repeated. "I didn't really think about it. I just knew I was jealous."
"Oh. I use to be jealous of Hermione."
"That mudblood?"
"Draco." Ginny chided him. "She's my friend, most of the time."
"Why would you be jealous of Granger?"
"She was best friends with Harry and Ron." Ginny replied shrugging. "She got good grades."
"Jealous of Granger." Draco repeated in disbelief. "I just don't get it."
"Is it really that hard to believe?"
"Yes." Draco replied. "Why would you be jealous of Granger."
"She had what I wanted."
"Yes, but she never had me."
"You are so arrogant."
"Yes, but I have you. So I have a reason to be."
"That is true."
"Yes it is." Draco replied kissing her on the top of her head.
"You're still arrogant."
"I have good reason to be."
"You said that already."
"I meant it."
"It's late." Ginny said finally sitting up. "We should get back inside."
"Who cares." Draco replied pulling her against him. "I'm not ready to go back inside."
Ginny sighed as she rested her head on his shoulder. "Fine."
"So how mad is your brother going to be for just leaving the store."
Ginny shrugged. "Don't know don't care."
"That's the attitude." Draco replied.
"I suppose." Ginny agreed. "I sort of feel bad though."
"Why?"
"Well today was my day to be in the store so that Ron could do whatever it is he does with Blaise, and I ruined it for him."
"He started it by being a prat."
"I suppose you would know, considering you are like the biggest prat ever."
"Ouch, Little Red, why are you always hurting me so?"
"Because it's fun."
"I really am rubbing off on you."
"I know, how horrible is that." Ginny jested.
"Truly horrible." Draco replied quietly as he tightened his arms around her.
"Why didn't you want to go in?"
"Because this is comfortable."
"Oh." Ginny replied. "What if we get in trouble for being out here."
"I'm the Head Boy." Draco told her. "So who's going to tell on us?"
"You said that in the library and I'm not allowed in there till next month." Ginny reminded him.
"Well no one knows about this place." Draco said finally. "So we're fine."
"This is a lot better than detention."
Draco smirked. "Oh yeah, you did get detention."
"Because of you." Ginny reminded him grumpily.
"You can't blame your being late on me."
"Yes I can."
"How so?"
"Because it's your fault." Ginny replied sitting up and looking at him.
Draco smirked at her. "I didn't force you to stay with me and be late." He pulled her back to him.
"You're impossible."
"So I've been told."
Ginny sighed. "You really are impossible."
"So are you." Draco countered back kissing her on the neck. Ginny tilted her head to the side to give him access to more of her neck. Unlike most of the other girls in the castle, Ginny didn't throw on tons of perfume and product so she tasted sweet. Every inch of her that he could get his lips on tasted good.
"Draco." Ginny said quietly.
"Hm?"
"I had fun with you tonight."
"Really?"
"Yeah." Ginny replied leaning against him again. "Too bad I'm not a better dancer."
"You weren't so bad."
Ginny laughed quietly. "I was horrible. I was born with two left feet."
"I'll have to teach you sometime." Draco replied burying his face in her hair. "Why do you trust me?"
"What?" Ginny asked confused. That question had come from no where.
"Why do you trust me?" Draco asked again. "You have no reason to, yet you do."
"I do have reason too." Ginny argued.
"Which is?"
"You let me in, past your hardened shell." Ginny replied. "Plus the fact that I know that if you did anything wrong a dozen boys would be kicking your ass."
"Oh."
"Why did you want to know?"
"I just wondered." Draco replied quietly, thinking to himself. "A dozen."
"Close enough."
They sat in silence for a few minutes, not talking, just being in each other's company. Draco was about to speak up when he noticed that Ginny had fallen asleep. He thought about waking her, but in all honesty he wanted to stay here with her. He kissed her gently on the top of her head before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.