(A/N Is this the chapter where you find out what pink means? Hehe, read to find out. I'm so cruel! Haha. Thanks for all the reviews, I hope you guys like this chapter.)
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Harry Potter.
Saturday
September Twenty First
Ginny woke up feeling like something was missing. She rolled over and realized what it was. Draco. "What are you doing?" she asked sitting up.
"I'm writing to my father." Draco replied from his desk.
"Why?"
"Because if I don't answer him it will just anger him more." Draco told her. "And what good will that do?"
"What good would it not do?" Ginny asked in reply. "So what are you writing."
"Nothing much." Draco replied. "Just that he is a total idiot for going batty because of some rumors he heard about who I may be dating. Of course the fact that they are true doesn't actually matter." Draco continued to write on the parchment. "I also thought I would remind him that I am an adult and he can't pull me out of school."
"Oh."
"I'm almost done."
"I don't suppose the house elves returned my clothes here?" Ginny asked looking around.
Draco pointed over to his dresser and Ginny sighed with relief that she had some clothes. "I spoke to the house elves about not taking your clothes."
"I'm going to shower." Ginny told him as she got up and grabbed her clothes.
"Classes were cancelled yesterday." Draco replied.
"What?"
"That's what I heard." Draco shrugged. "Seems like you didn't cut class after all."
"Oh well." Ginny replied as she walked into the bathroom.
Draco worked on finishing up his letter to his father while Ginny showered. He hadn't planned to write him, but he couldn't not. It was like a contest to see who would get in the last word, and Draco had to have the last word. He looked up as Ginny exited his bathroom. "Do you feel refreshed?"
"Yes." Ginny nodded. "So when you go talk to Dumbeldore, do you want me to come with you?"
"You should, considering you know more of what's going on then I do." Draco replied. "I suppose after breakfast we should go talk to him."
"Probably." Ginny shrugged. "I've seen him more this month than I have in the past few years."
"You're telling me." Draco grumbled as he led her out of his room. "So let's go eat breakfast."
They separated when they got to the Great Hall and Ginny walked uncertainly towards Ron.
"If he breaks your heart I get first dibs on kicking his ass." Ron replied without looking up from his breakfast. "After seeing what I saw you're lucky I'm not scarred for life."
"You didn't see anything." Ginny told him rolling her eyes. "And you aren't scarred for life."
"Shows how little you know." Ron replied.
"Get over it."
"Just promise me I get first dibs."
"I promise that when he breaks my heart that you can kick his ass." Ginny replied. "You have first dibs."
"That's all I'm asking for."
"Well your wish is granted."
"So she actually shagged you." Blaise replied shaking his had in disbelief. "I can't believe it."
"I'm wonderful." Draco replied smugly.
"You're in love."
"I don't know what love is." Draco replied rolling his eyes. "Nor do I want to."
"Too late for that." Blaise replied eyes twinkling. "For you do know love, in the form of Ginny Weasley."
"You need to stop speaking of what you don't know." Draco replied. "And you don't know anything."
"I know more than you might think." Blaise told him. "You should know that I always know things."
"Which doesn't mean you aren't wrong."
"Yes it does." Blaise replied. "I'm not wrong, I'm never wrong."
"Except for when you told me I would go gay."
"That's wasn't what I really thought, that was just a wish." Blaise smirked. "Of course now I'm taken so of course you aren't gay."
"Thanks for filling me in." Draco replied sarcastically.
"I thought you might like to know." Blaise told him, eyes twinkling from entertainment. "So, how did you manage to bed Ginny."
"I didn't have to do anything." Draco shrugged. "Surprisingly enough or not, she came on to me."
"No she didn't, she wouldn't."
"She did." Draco smirked. "Of course I turned her down."
"No you didn't."
"Yes, I did." Draco replied. "Of course when it comes to the wiles of the opposite sex I have very little will power to say no."
"So you did take her up on her offer."
"It didn't really happen like that."
"Then how did it happen?"
"I don't know." Draco shrugged. "I'm not use to shagging a girl when I haven't carefully crafted everything to work as I want it to."
"And how were things?"
"Good."
"Just good?"
"What did you expect me to say?"
"I expected to hear that she was the best shag of your life. That if you never shagged her again it would kill you because her touch made you feel whole. That you fit her perfectly and she fit you."
"Okay then, imagine I just said all that." Draco replied.
"So that's how you feel?"
"I don't talk about feelings."
"Maybe you should."
"Maybe you should hush."
Blaise chuckled quietly. "No more talking from me."
"You're still talking."
"What can I say, I like to talk." Blaise smirked.
"I'm done eating." Draco said getting up. "I have to go talk to Dumbledore anyway."
"Really, about what?"
"I'm not quite sure." Draco said.
"Oh."
Draco made his way out of the Great Hall and waited for Ginny to join him. After all he didn't know why Voldermort wanted him and Ginny had some explaining to do. He offered her his arm as she approached and they walked to the statue that led to Dumbeldore's office. Draco muttered the password that had been muttered earlier that month and waited while the statue opened, gaining them entrance to the office. They walked up the stairs arm in and arm and knocked on the door to his office waiting to be admitted.
The headmaster looked up at them in interest as they entered, though he didn't look surprised that they had come to see him. In fact he looked a little relieved.
"I want to know what's going on." Draco said. "Why does Voldermort want me?" He sat there expectantly. He wanted some answers and he wanted them now. So that he could continue on with his day, which would hopefully include rolling around under the covers with Ginny.
"Ms. Weasley didn't tell you?" Professor Dumbledore asked with a hint of amusement.
"I didn't ask her to." Draco replied. "I'm asking you."
"Well it seems that Voldermort has decided that you are to be his next caregiver."
"What?"
"He needs a new body." Ginny interjected.
"What?" Draco asked a little louder. "He can't have my body, I'm using my body."
"Which is why we need to decide what to do with you." Professor Dumbledore replied.
"What do you mean what to do with me?" Draco asked. "Can't you just protect me here."
"I'm afraid not. He knows you're here. As long as your whereabouts are known you are in trouble."
"Are you saying he has to leave?" Ginny asked quietly.
"I'm saying Mr. Malfoy has to make a choice." Professor Dumbledore replied gazing at Draco. "Whether he wants to stay here, where his safety cannot be promised or whether he would like to trust me."
"Where would I go?" Draco asked.
"You can't know that." Professor Dumbledore replied. "Nor can you know who you will be with. It's too dangerous."
"And if I decide to leave, what will I do?" Draco asked with a hint of sarcasm. "Would I run for the rest of my life?"
"Actually, you would learn many of the things young wizards and witches learn when they enter the Auror school." Professor Dumbledore told him, knowing it would interest him. Which it did.
Draco's eyes lit up a bit before darkening again. "When would I have to leave?"
"It will take me a day to get everything ready."
"When?"
"Midnight tomorrow night."
"Fine."
Ginny looked between the two of them, they sounded like they were making a simple business deal. The reality though was they had just agreed to take Draco away. He would be leaving her. She supposed she always knew that he would have to leave. Why stay and wait for impeding enslavement? But, still, she didn't wan him to go. She stood up automatically when Draco did and walked with him out of the office without noticing that she had. She was lost in the fact that he would be leaving. He was leaving, and for Merlin knows how long. They were almost to his room when he seemed to realize that she wasn't really with him.
"What's wrong?" he asked stopping and turning towards her.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked.
"You haven't said a word since we were in Dumbledore's office."
"Nothing." Ginny sighed. "I just don't want you to leave."
"You're the one who told me to talk to him." Draco reminded her.
"Yeah, well that doesn't mean I want you to leave." Ginny replied.
"Ask me to leave and I won't."
"Don't tell me that. Don't give me that option."
"Why not?"
"Because, you have to leave. I'm not going to be responsible for Voldermort getting you."
"What is he going to do with my body?"
"You should ask Blaise, he understand more than I do." Ginny shrugged.
"Blaise knows?"
"Blaise knows that he wants you he doesn't know that you're suppose to be kidnapped in a week and a half."
"When did you tell Blaise?"
"I didn't. He already knew, he's had dreams also." Ginny replied.
"I can't believe he didn't tell me."
"He didn't want to worry you." Ginny replied. "Voldermort wasn't suppose to want you if you cared for someone."
"What?"
"If you were nice and didn't hate everyone then he wasn't suppose to want you." Ginny continued. "That's what I meant when I told you I only went out with you because of a dream after I found out about your bet."
"That manipulative bastard."
"You aren't mad at him, are you?"
"No, impressed." Draco replied. "He manipulated me. No one manipulates me and yet he did. Bastard."
"You're impressed because he manipulated you."
"Yes."
"Okay."
"So what shall we do today?" Draco asked changing the subject.
"I'm suppose to work in the twin's shop." Ginny sighed. "I don't want to-"
"Then don't." Draco interrupted.
"But-"
"No." Draco replied firmly. "I'm leaving tomorrow so I insist that I spend my time with you."
"And who's going to tell that to Ron."
"I will, if I need to." Draco replied. "But first he would have to find you."
"Where are we going?" Ginny asked as he pulled her down the hall.
"I'm going to teach you to dance." Draco replied. "Because as beautiful as you are, your dancing is atrocious."
"Thanks." Ginny replied sarcastically.
"Don't worry, I'm a great teacher." Draco told her as he pulled her into a deserted classroom and with a flick of his wand the desks and chairs were out of his way and music started playing.
He pulled her to the center of the room. "First things first, posture is very important. Shoulders back, chin up, stand straight and tall."
"Stand tall?" Ginny snorted. "I'm short."
"Think tall then." Draco replied placing a hand on her back and taking her hand in his other hand.
"Why are you teaching me to dance?" Ginny asked.
"Because you should learn."
"Why, though?"
He kissed her tenderly on the lips before he started to sweep her across the room. He ignored the question and instead told her how to correct her steps.
"You are odd." Ginny informed him as he dipped her.
"I would have to be to hang around with you." Draco replied smirking as he pulled her back up and spun her.
"You're mean."
"I keep telling people that." Draco replied as he once again swept her across the dance floor. Years of lessons had carved the steps into him so that he didn't even have to think as he did them. Cross your feet here, move back, go left, go right. He didn't have to think, he just did. Until Ginny stopped him. "What?"
"You stepped on my foot."
"I didn't."
"Yes you did." Ginny replied with a little laugh.
"It must have been in my way."
"No it wasn't." Ginny replied. "You were suppose to go back but you went forward."
"What?"
"You had just dipped me." Ginny replied. "Then you are suppose to step back and circle to the right, instead you stepped forward and circled to the left."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did."
"Impossible."
"No it isn't."
"You must be wrong."
"It's the same pattern we've been following this entire song."
"No."
"Yes."
"Unbelievable."
"Not so."
"Yes."
"No. You stepped on my foot." Ginny replied sitting on the ground and pulling Draco down with her.
"I still think you are wrong about that."
"I'm not." Ginny replied. "Crushed my foot you did."
"I wouldn't."
"You did."
"You're wrong."
"You're wrong." Ginny replied lifting an eyebrow. "I suppose I should learn to dance from someone who won't step on my foot."
"I'm a brilliant dancer."
"Brilliant dancers don't step on people's feet."
"Your foot was in my way."
"Because you went the wrong way."
"Impossible I was leading."
"You were leading me in a pattern, which you changed."
"Nonetheless I was leading which means if I wanted to change the pattern I could." Draco smirked.
"Prat."
"Is that all you have to say?"
"Yes." Ginny replied with a sniff as she stood up. "You're a prat."
"Did anyone ever tell you name calling isn't nice?" Draco teased as he led her out of the room.
"Many times. I never listened."
"I bet."
"You never told me why you wanted to teach me to dance." Ginny said as he led her back to his room.
"I didn't really have a reason." Draco shrugged. "I just thought you should know."
"Oh."
"That and I just like showing off."
"I knew there was a reason."
"There's always a reason for everything."
"So I've been told."
"What should we do now?" Draco asked.
"You tell me." Ginny replied. "We're in your room after all."
"I'm a guy." Draco smirked as he pushed her back on his bed. "I only really want to do one thing."
"What would that be?" Ginny asked innocently her eyes twinkling.
"Let me show you." Draco replied kissing her as he trailed his hand along her body.
"So he agreed to go?" Professor Snape asked with a sigh.
"Yes." Dumbledore replied.
"Are you sure you can trust him?" Professor McGongall asked.
"Of course he can be trusted." Snape snapped.
"His father is-"
"A fool." Snape interrupted. "Which Draco is not."
The headmaster watched the two of them amused. They could really go at it at times. All he needed was a nice supply of lemon drops and a comfortable chair and it was like watching a comedy act. However, right now more serious issues needed to be discussed. "He can be trusted. He would never do anything to endanger Ms. Weasley, which means he would never be disloyal to the order."
"How do you know that?" Professor McGongall snapped.
"He gave her a present. A necklace with a pendant in the shape of a rose. The stem is wrapped around a fairy crystal."
"So?"
"So, when she is around him it turns pink."
"Pink?" Professor McGongall gasped. "Surely not."
"Yes."
"Does that stamp out your doubts?" Snape asked smugly.
"Oh shut up, you didn't know about it."
"I still trusted the boy."
"He's in your house, of course you did."
"I don't trust everyone in my house."
Professor McGongall looked to the Headmaster. "When is he leaving?"
"Tomorrow night, midnight."
"What about Ginny."
"She's staying."
"But-"
"She will be fine. She has grown up to be quite strong."
"What do you expect to do with Mr. Malfoy?"
"We are going to teach him to defend himself and to hide. Too bad we don't have Sirius, he was great at hiding."
"What exactly was Voldermort planning to do with him?" Professor McGongall asked, maybe finally they would get the whole story.
"In a way he wanted to share Draco's body with him. He could simply possess the boy but he wouldn't gain any power. Draco is one of the strongest wizards to have been born in the last century along with a few other students we have here. In fact every student who is currently touching either his or Ms. Weasley's life is stronger than normal. Which may be why they are drawn together like they are. However Draco is the most suitable for Voldermort's purposes, at least he was. If he were to take Draco's body and they coexist than he would have Draco's powers as well as his own. He would be stronger than any other wizard. Not even Harry would be able to stop him." Professor Dumbledore looked at them. "Surely, now you realize just how important it is to keep Mr. Malfoy safe."
Professor McGongall nodded while Snape sat there looking smug. After a few minutes of small talk their group broke up and each Professor went off to deal with their own business.
Draco lay beside Ginny, both of them breathing heavily, sweat clung to the two of them, just as they did to one another. He didn't want to let her go, eventually he would have too. But for the time being they both lay there, quietly, neither of them disturbing the peace that surrounded them. Draco ran his hand up and down her side, reveling in the perfect shape she had that he got to touch. She really was different than any other girl he had ever been with. Everything about her was different, her taste, touch, smell. She could let out little gasps that just pushed him over the edge every time. He didn't have any control around her. She didn't know it but he did. She had someway, somehow gained the upper hand on him. Maybe it was her laugh, or her smile. She had wonderful lips. Maybe it was the way she would softly touch his face when she kissed him, or the way her lips would brush across his chest. Maybe it was the way she would look at him, laughter filling them one minute and lust the next. Was it the way she laid her head on his chest or they way she snuggled against him when they slept? Draco didn't know, but someone she had taken control of him, even if she didn't know it.
Ginny, however didn't think like that. Instead she wondered when it was that she let down her guards. When did she decide that she actually wanted to be intimate with him? He wasn't always nice and he could be a prat, but he was nice to her. He was more than nice, he worshiped her just like he said he would. She didn't understand it. He could be so cold and callous but when it came to her he wasn't. He filled her entire world with his presence and his touch sent chills down her spine. His kiss made her breathless and weak in the knees. She was just being foolish though, after all, she was just sixteen what did she know. It isn't like she was in love with him. Was she? After all they never said they loved each other, but did they?
Draco kissed Ginny tenderly on the lips as he ran his hand through her hair. He continued to kiss her, just as tender every time. He didn't want either or them to move from where they were. He just wanted to touch her and taste her. He was going to miss her. He wasn't going to think about that though, instead he was focusing on the fact that Ginny had the sweetest tongue he had ever tasted and the fullest lips out of any girl. He thought of how no matter how much he tried he would never find a girl as wonderful as her. And he didn't feel foolish for thinking it. It was true, it was a fact. Ginny was by far the most wonderful girl he had ever met and ever had hopes of meeting. Why should he feel foolish when admitting a fact? How in Merlin had he become lucky enough to get her, he would never know. Blaise was right, she was too good for him. Even in her used robes and her Weasley name, she was too good for him. She deserved someone better. Someone who wouldn't leave her.
Ginny shifted closer to him as he kissed her. He tasted like cinnamon, he always tasted like cinnamon. She didn't know how he did. Normal boys tasted like boys. There was nothing special about their kisses. But Draco knew exactly how to kiss her to make her want more. With every kiss he gently sucked on her tongue before pulling away. Other boys would simply try to jam their tongue down her throat. But not Draco, he caressed her mouth with his tongue, just as his hand caressed her side and her back.
Then he stopped kissing her and he pulled her against him.He looked into her eyes, searching, and so softly so that she barely heard it he whispered those three little words that made her heart ache. "I love you."
Draco had said it, finally. He had pushed his pride aside long enough for him to say it. He waited for her to reply. He knew she would. His confidence started to waver when she didn't though. He was about to say something else when she replied.
"I love you too." She replied just as quietly as he had said it, looking back at him. Neither of them wanting to disturb the calm that had surrounded them, but both of them wanting to express themselves. Draco smiled, without meaning too, after hearing those words. Ginny gently kissed him on the lips as she snuggled against him. "Promise you'll come back to me."
"I promise." Draco replied quietly as he closed his eyes.
The two of them fell asleep. The wouldn't talk of that moment again. It was too new and too pure for them to talk of. It was something best kept in their memories. When they woke they both looked at each other, they had a secret that no one else knew about. Draco sat up and pulled her up also.
"We missed lunch."
"It's almost dinner time." Ginny replied shrugging. "I suppose we should probably get ready for dinner."
"I suppose." Draco agreed.
Ginny got up and picked her clothes up from where they were flung on the ground. "I'm going to go take a shower, I'll be right back." She disappeared into the bathroom and after a few minutes Draco could hear water running.
He sat there for a few minutes lost in his thoughts and was finally pulled out of them by Ginny exiting the bathroom. She was drying her hair with a towel as she walked over to Draco. "You're still sitting there?" she asked, "I thought you were going to get ready for dinner."
"Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me?" Draco asked.
"What?" Ginny asked confused. "We aren't allowed to go to Hogsmeade."
"I didn't ask you whether we were allowed." Draco replied impatiently. "Do you want to go."
"Yes, but I don't get what your point is."
"Go get dressed up in something really girly, you know nice. And meet me in the front hall in an hour."
"Draco."
"Just do it, please?" Draco asked.
"Okay." Ginny replied still confused.
"I'll see you in an hour then." Draco replied gently pushing her out of his room. He went to his bathroom and took a quick shower before fixing his hair. He got dressed and made his way, for the second time that day, to the headmaster's office.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Malfoy?" Professor Dumbledore asked, surveying him over his half-moon spectacles.
"I want permission to go to Hogsmeade." Draco told him bluntly.
"I suppose you want to take Ms. Weasley with you."
"Yes sir."
"You do realize how dangerous it is out there for you."
"Please sir?" Draco asked.
"Considering your special circumstances, I will let you go as long as you promise to be back here by twelve and you pick me up some more lemon drops."
"Do they sell lemon drops."
"Honeydukes has a supply just for me." Professor Dumbledore replied his eyes twinkling. "Don't let anyone know. Next thing you know they will be buying up all my lemon drops."
"Thank you." Draco replied checking his watch. "I have to go." Draco hurried out of the headmasters office, not wanting to be late to meet Ginny. Then he saw her. She was looking down as she waited for him. She was dressed in a dark green sweater with a modest black skirt. Draco walked up to her and ran his hands through her hair, lifting her face up to his and kissing her quickly on the lips.
"Ready?" he asked as he offered her his arm.
"We aren't going to get in trouble?"
"No." Draco told her as he led her out the front doors. "We do have to stop by Honeydukes and get some lemon drops though."
"Where are we going?" Ginny asked as she walked beside him.
"We are going on a date." Draco replied. "The rest is a surprise. Though, considering you are smart you shouldn't have a problem guessing where we are going."
"I'll just let it stay a surprise then." Ginny replied as they walked towards Hogsmeade.
They made a quick stop in Honeydukes before making their way towards the part of Hogsmeade that the upper class frequented. They were obviously walking towards the restaurant where they had their first date, if you would call what they had a date. Draco led her into the restaurant and stopped when they got to the maitre de.
"Name?"
"Malfoy."
"I don't have any reservations under that name."
Draco coughed, getting the man's attention. He raised an eyebrow as the maitre de looked him over.
"Of course sir, one minute please."
"Yes." Draco nodded as the man hustled off to go find them a table in the very busy restaurant.
"What was that?" Ginny asked watching the maitre de hurry off.
"What was what?"
"The whole looking at him threatening thing."
"Nothing." Draco replied. "Just making sure he realized who he was talking to."
"Oh."
"Right this way." The maitre de had come back and was leading them towards a table in a private room.
"If we didn't have reservations, how did we get this table?" Ginny asked looking around. They were obviously being seated at the best table.
Draco smirked. "I'm a Malfoy. What would you expect?"
"This, I suppose." Ginny replied. "I still can't read these menus."
"Would you like what you had last time?" Draco asked. "Or, I can order you something else."
"I think I would like to try something new." Ginny replied glancing once again at the menu and frowning.
"Okay then." Draco replied. "Just don't ask what it is till after you eat it."
"Why? What are you ordering for me?"
"What did I just say?"
"Don't order me something weird."
"Where is your sense of adventure?" Draco asked smirking from across the table.
"Not in my stomach." Ginny replied.
"It isn't going to be weird." Draco promised her. "Just different."
"If I don't like it I'm eating your dinner."
"You'll like it." Draco gave the order to their waiter before turning back to Ginny. "I will be right back."
Ginny watched as he walked towards the back of the restaurant and disappeared. She sat there looking around the room, trying to keep herself entertained. She looked up when he sat back down. "Where did you go?"
"Nowhere."
Ginny looked at him curiously, she could tell something was up. She didn't have time to question him further though, because at that moment their food was set in front of them. She looked at her plate warily, but finally picked up her fork and took a small bite. She looked up to see Draco staring at her.
"So?"
"It's good." Ginny smiled. "You were right."
"I knew it."
"So if you didn't go nowhere then where were you for ten minutes?" Ginny asked between bites of her dinner.
"I wasn't anywhere." Draco replied smirking as he ate his own dinner.
"Fine don't tell me."
"Wasn't planning on it."
Ginny looked back down at her plate as she finished her meal.
"Little Red, would you like desert?" Draco asked calling her attention to him.
"That's a stupid question." Ginny snorted quietly.
"Then I'm glad I ordered desert." Draco replied as their plates were taken and desert was set in front of them.
"What is it?" Ginny asked looking at the plate in front of her.
"Chocolate souffle." Draco replied as he took a bite. "Do you like it."
"I like all of it." Ginny told him.
"Good. That's good." Draco replied looking across the table at her. "So should we tell Ron I'm leaving."
"No." Ginny replied seriously. "He will kill you."
"Why?"
"Because you're leaving, which means you will break my heart and Ron will kill you." Ginny replied.
"That's not good."
"It would keep you from having to leave."
"That's true, but only because I won't be alive anymore."
Ginny laughed quietly.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing." Ginny replied. "Just the thought of my brother taking you down."
"Not too believable."
"Yeah." Ginny nodded. "You could probably easily take him. Of course if it were all my brothers."
"I would never want to piss off all you're brothers."
"That's probably smart." Ginny nodded.
"Are you done?" Draco asked as he put his fork down.
"Yes." Ginny nodded.
Draco got up and pulled her chair out for her. Ginny got up and took his arm.
"Where are we going now?" Ginny asked as he led her out of the restaurant.
"Why do you think we are doing something else?"
"Because you are not one to do something half assed." Ginny replied. "And just dinner is just that."
"You're right." Draco replied as he walked up the street with her. "We are going to see a play."
"A play?"
"Yes, one of my favorites."
"What play?" Ginny asked as they turned the corner.
"Dracula."
"That's your favorite play?" Ginny asked. "Why?"
"I find it entertaining."
Draco lead her up to the theater and past the ticket takers. "I have permanent tickets." he explained before she would ask. "Have you ever been here."
"No." Ginny replied. "Never."
"Well, we have some wonderful seats." Draco told her leading her up to the balcony. Draco sat down beside Ginny as the play started. Every once in a while during the play Draco would look over to see Ginny's face. Her facial features were just as entertaining as the play.
Ginny glanced at him. "What?"
"Hm?"
"Why aren't you watching the play?"
"I am." Draco replied turning back to the stage.
"Sure." Ginny murmured leaning against his shoulder as she also turned back to the play before them.
"Did you like the play?" Draco asked as they walked out of the theater.
"It was wonderful." Ginny gushed.
"I'm glad you liked it." Draco replied checking his watch. "It's almost time for us to get back."
"I had fun with you tonight." Ginny told him as he wrapped his arm around her waist.
"We aren't done yet."
"What do you mean?"
"I haven't showered you with gifts yet."
"You didn't get me anything did you?"
"Of course I did." Draco replied reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small box. "Go ahead open it."
Ginny took the box with a questioning stare towards Draco as she took the lid off the box. "Tarot cards."
"I heard once that you aren't suppose to buy your own, that you are suppose to receive them as a gift."
"These are really nice." Ginny said as she flipped through the cards.
"You like them then?"
"They are beautiful." Ginny replied. "So, are you going to let me give you a tarot card reading?"
"I suppose since I got them for you, I should let you give me a reading." Draco replied. "As long as you stick to what they say."
"I don't have a reason to change your reading." Ginny replied continuing to look through the cards as they made their way slowly back to the castle.
"You aren't going to be immersed in those cards all night, are you?" Draco asked as he kept her from tripping.
"The night's almost over and it's almost morning." Ginny informed him, placing the cards back in their box.
"And we are back before midnight, just like Dumbledore requested." Draco replied as they walked up the steps to the school.
"Why did you take me out tonight?" Ginny asked as they made his way back to his room.
"I wanted to make sure you would remember me." Draco replied.
"Like anyone could forget you." Ginny laughed quietly. "Thank you, I had a wonderful time."
"I aim to please." Draco replied following behind her as they entered his room. "So ready to give me my tarot card reading?"
"Yes." Ginny replied as she handed him the deck. "Shuffle."
She sat across from him on his bed as she gave him his reading. She explained what the different cards meant and how they differed when they were in different positions. When she was done she stacked the cards back up and placed them back in their box.
"Was that so bad?" she asked as she set the box on his side table.
"No." Draco replied as he got off his bed and walked over to his dresser. He looked through the drawers and pulled out a shirt and tossed it to Ginny. "Here, you can sleep in this."
"Thanks." Ginny said as she started to unbutton her shirt. As she changed she watched Draco look through his dresser until he pulled out a pair of pants that seemed to match the shirt he had thrown to her. He turned to see her watching him.
"Can I help you?" he asked as he walked over to the bed and flopped onto it beside Ginny.
"I was just watching you." Ginny replied as she slipped her skirt off. She smiled slyly at him. "So how long am I actually going to have this shirt on?"
Draco smirked back. "I don't think I'm going to bother to change." as he said this he dropped the pair of pants he had pulled out of his dresser on the floor and started nibbling Ginny's neck.
Ginny laughed as his hand started to unbutton the shirt that she had just finished buttoning up a few minutes earlier.