Crazy
Kind of like a
summer's breeze,
you do exactly as you please,
drop a brother to his knees just for fun.
I think it was the first of May,
girl I can't forget the day,
right then and there I knew you were the one.
Do you think that possibly,
you could spend your life with me,
cuz girl this love is growing, and it's hotter than the sun.
I get a little bit crazy baby,
everytime you call my name
my heart beats a little bit faster,
after, you are in my arms again.
You try to fight it,
don't even try to hide it,
emotions falling down like the rain,
I can't find the words to explain it,
ain't it, crazy how i fall,
everytime you call my name.
It's kind of like a work of art,
you shot an arrow through my heart,
even though we're worlds apart I can't deny,
it feels like your apart
of me the finish and the start of me,
girl you are the heart of me,
and that's no lie,
did I mention that I love you so,
and I just want the world to know,
if I could you know I would write your name across the sky.
Crazy, crazy...
Evertime that your close to me,
I lose control of my sanity,
everynight, everyday, every word and you say,
girl do you know you put a spell on me.
Crazy,
Everytime you call my name,
I don't know what to do,
I'm so in love with you.
- Javier
* * *
Ginny did not mope, as it was to be expected of someone who had been so convinced that the person she was attracted to actually liked her in return, (despite the blatant signs from his acts in his past year at Hogwarts which indicated his far from good tendencies) only to realize that she had been wrong.
All he had wanted was to pleasure her physically, nothing more. Or so it seemed for Malfoy was avoiding her as if she were a plague ever since that fateful day that had changed her entire life. Forever, scarring her or blessing her, she still could not decide.
For, his kiss, despite his actions that followed it, ignoring her etc, shone through the rest of her dull dreary days at Hogwarts like a moonbeam that swirled and blinked on and off. Jake keeping mum about it should have soothed her pain, but it just seemed to aggravate her more. Especially to see his smug look every time he walked by as if to say 'see all he wanted was to use you! I could have given you much more'.
But Ginny did not mope or moan. She kept her head held high, her emotions bottled within and her lips curved into what she hoped looked like a smile. Luna was not fooled though, she knew something was upsetting her friend by the distracted, annoyed look in her eyes every time Jake walked by, or the stifled longing in her eyes each time Malfoy swept past her.
But Luna had no time to ponder this because of her active involvement in the graduation dance committee. She was in charge of seating arrangement for the graduation ceremony, and that in itself was a nightmare.
Colin who was in charge of the food and beverage was practically losing his hair. He could often be found cussing or swearing after receiving another letter via owl post about the lack of butterbeer for that day. He would rather sit for his NEWTS again, he insisted, but upon being dared to do so by his younger brother or Ginny, he would smile sheepishly and cleverly change the topic.
Ginny had not partaken in this because she was not a prefect like the other two were. She spent the hours, without Luna and Colin's treasured company, sending resumes and portfolios of her writing to various newspapers and magazines, respectable ones of course, in the wizarding community.
She also looked up some apartments for sale, as she and Luna were planning to share one. When worst came to worst, she drowned herself in her favorite past time- listening to music using Colin's muggle portable radio with its headphones. It was called a deeman, or something close to that. Whatever it was, it was handy to carry around and very useful in pretending to ignore people, or not hear what they said.
It was so small that Hagrid had nearly stepped on it accidentally when she had visited him during on of her regular visits to his Hut. Speaking of which, she had better look for her favorite red shawl as her neck had nearly frozen the last time she had walked across the field to visit Hagrid - she had not been able to find it for some reason.
Her dreams at night were a whole different story. They were all passionate, steamy, and rather physical, involving a certain blonde man (NOT Colin Creevey) causing her to wake up traumatized, and breathing hard. Nevertheless, Ginny coped with life after The Kiss, as she now thought of it.
However, the avalanche of passion above her head was creaking ever so slightly, threatening to crash on her.
* * *
"I'm telling you Lu, you cannot put my parents beside Mr. And Mrs. Creevey! You know how my father talked Mr. Granger's ear off last year. The poor man had to excuse himself and stand in some remote corner to concentrate on his daughter going on stage." Ginny sighed, exasperated. Luna, who was sitting beside her, frowned running a hand through her blonde hair.
Colin was busy ignoring their incessant squabbling and trying to read his 'The Idiot's Guide to Joining a Quidditch Team'. They were in the library, spending their time together, something they rarely managed to do thanks to the madness of graduating and leaving Hogwarts. They were so absorbed in their arguing that none of them noticed their tall, well built blonde haired potions professor enter the library, striding towards their table purposefully.
"Virginia?" All three of them looked up, surprised, startled, stunned - whatever the word what may be used to describe their three identical expressions of wide eyes, and slack jaws.
Ginny's shock was the first to dissipate, only to be replaced by haughty anger, that typical of a woman scorned, or one who presumed she had been scorned as it was in this case.
Colin could not believe that Malfoy dared to call Ginny by her first name, and to address her as Virginia. There was something too personal and unique in that, as if this was his own special way of addressing her.
Luna was a step further than Colin, truly admiring the amount of risks Malfoy was willing to take just to speak to Ginny. From what she had gathered from all the random mumblings from Ginny when questioned, something physical had happened between the both of them, something that had been witnessed by somebody else.
"Yes?" Ginny lifted her chin up, looking at him through her eyelashes, an imperiously superior look on her face. Draco almost burst out laughing, (something he had not had the urge to do in a long while) since that look was almost exactly like the one he had worn on his face during his days as the infamous Slytherin tyrant in Hogwarts.
She, however, looked even more appealing and pretty. There was something even sweeter about something or someone you could not seem to have. That was Ginny, barely in his grasp, always slipping through his fingers.
"I need to speak to you."
"Privately," He added, not wanting her two overly inquisitive friends to bear witness.
Ginny studied him for a moment then stood up, a dangerous smile flitting across her lips, one that made Draco genuinely worry.
"I'll be fine." She murmured to her friends before sweeping by the table with grace and elegance, he never knew she even had. She continued to surprise him.
He followed her to the furthest and most remote corner of the library. She abruptly spun around to face him, causing him to halt suddenly and nearly lose his balance. She simply continued smiling at him in that superior knowing way. Her cinnamon eyes were dancing with malicious delight.
"What is it?" She asked, as if not really caring what he had to say. She seemed so different from the girl he had kissed just that day. Then she had been all fire, warm as summer heating him up. Now, she was stiff and cool.
"I just wanted to say..." He shifted from one foot to another. Ginny did not bother to help him out. She watched him struggle with what he wanted to say. He sincerely did not expect her to be groveling at his feet just because he had come to talk to her, after serially ignoring her the past few days!
"About the other day..." He began again. Ginny looked at him, arching her one perfectly shaped eyebrow at him, delicately questioning.
One end of her lip was twitching into a smile. She was not going to make it easy for him. In fact, as a brilliant idea popped into her pretty little head, she was going to make it terribly difficult for him.
The love of power, which sleeps in the bosoms of the best of women, woke up all of a sudden and took possession of her. Following a capricious impulse, she leaned forward, before he could say anything more, and placed her lips over his, which just like the previous time startled her with its unexpected warmth.
Ginny, however, was planning to be in total control this time. Taking advantage of his surprise and hesitation, she kissed him, her lips scorching, and her kiss deep and lustrous. Before he could even begin to enjoy this brazenly heated kiss, she broke away. A triumphant glint was in her eyes. Her enticingly kissable lips were spread into a delicious smirk.
She winked at him, a mischievously taunting gesture, before walking off. Two could play the game, she thought to herself. The startled look on his face, something so utterly atypical of him, and the hunger in normally icy cold eyes indicated that she had succeeded in her little game of teasing seduction.
She slipped back into her seat, joining her two friends. The smug look on her face said it all.
"What happened?" Luna queried, wondering what her friend had done. Even Colin felt the tiniest bit sorry for Malfoy seeing the wicked, yet amused, expression on Ginny's face.
Ginny shrugged, smiling as Malfoy walked by, purposely not looking at their table. Revenge was utterly sweet, she decided.
No one, and she meant no one, could get the better of Virginia Weasley.
* * *
Ginny blew at her fingernails, grinning evilly at her best friend who gaped at her in disbelief upon hearing the whole tale.
"Tell me why I never thought you and Malfoy made a perfect couple? First he kisses you in front of Jake and then gets away with it. Then you- you-" Luna splutters in disbelief at this point, knowing that what Ginny had done had taken a lot more than just plain spunk.
It had sprouted from the inane knowledge that Malfoy wanted her as much as she wanted him. Ginny grinned, knowing this was as much of a compliment she was going to get out of Luna. Though the couple bit irked her a bit yet warming her at the same time.
"You tease him, and get away with it as well." Luna concluded, since Malfoy had not gone to Dumebedore to throw Ginny out of school, or deducted all the house points off her for no particular reason.
Ginny shrugged, as if it was not her fault that she was such a genius. Luna gave her a mock salute, causing Ginny to forgo her scarlet woman act and collapse into helpless giggles.
"You should have seen his face." Ginny gasped, between laughs. Luna grinned, happy to see her friend in such a light hearted mood.
* * *
Paulo was doubled up with laughter. He was so amused by Draco's narration that he forgot to admonish him for getting physically intimate with his student
"Sounds like you finally met your perfect match." He teased. Draco shot him a death glare.
"It is not funny, in the least. I mean, she was
totally-'
"Making fool out of you," Paulo offered helpfully.
Draco scowled, "I need to go for a walk." He stomped out of the room, slipping his cloak on. Paulo did not follow him, too busy laughing and trying to avoid Trelawny's inquisitive glances.
It was hard not to notice the vivid red head from a mile away, under that old oak tree with her blonde haired Ravenclaw friend who had a crush on Paulo. She seemed to be having a hearty laugh, hopefully not because of the same reason Paulo was still trying to regain his breath for.
He would avoid her today and tomorrow and the day after, at all costs. For his sanity's sake at least, though if he was honest with himself, her latest stint as an incurable tease proved to be a lighthearted distraction to more serious matters at hand.
* * *
"We have the teachers' talk today." Luna told the rest that morning, referring to their after exam activities timetable. Ginny frowned, biting into a bagel thoughtfully.
"What's that?"
"It's the one where Hogwarts professors talk to us and try and convince us to come back as teachers." Luna explained.
"I heard the DADA professor salary is pretty high." Colin mused.
"Yeah well, that's not surprising what with the longest DADA professor having lasted for a year and a half only?" Ginny nodded in agreement to Luna's words.
"I'll never be a professor though," She stated, the finality in her tone immense.
"Yeah, me neither." Colin added, with a shudder at the thought of handling irrepressible students like himself or his brother.
"Well, never say never. Teaching is definitely not a possibility I'm going to write off." Luna voiced her thoughts. Ginny nodded, smiling at the thought of her friend teaching.
"We'd better get going." They hurriedly finished their breakfast and headed towards the third floor classroom. As they stepped in, Ginny immediately noticed Draco seated at the teacher's table. Luna exchanged bemused glances with her.
This was the first time they were seeing him since that day in the library. Colin seemed not to notice, preoccupied with finding good seats, which to him, meant all the way in the back - something Ginny did not mind. They were not the first students there but more continued to fill the room after they had arrived. Draco seemed not notice them, busily helping Professor Sprout who was obviously the one giving the talk.
Malfoy left the room a moment later. Five minutes into Professor Sprout's dreary speech on the benefits about teaching at Hogwarts, Ginny excused herself to go to the nearest washroom.
She stepped out of the room, blinking her sleep deprived drooping eyelids awake. She continued to walk down the hallway, planning to forcibly keep herself awake by splashing water on her face.
Draco was heading back to the classroom, having deposited certain books the thought Professor Sprout would need, back on his table. He noticed the fiery red haired object of desire, walking down the corridor that intersected with the one he was walking in.
The opportunity to catch her unawares was too much to resist. Revenge after all was temptingly sweet. He increased his pace, reaching her just as she was about to pass the alcove covered by certain well-positioned curtains.
Ginny had been thinking about a muggle song she had heard the night before. She tried to hum the tune in a bid to remember it. Suddenly, someone grabbed hold of her arm, in a vice like grip, pulling her into the alcove by the side.
Ginny, was so shocked and scared, she barely resisted. A thousand wild thoughts raced in her mind, from the moment she was grabbed to the moment she was pulled into the alcove right into the arms of Draco Malfoy, smirking down at her, his eyes shining with mirth so unlike its cool icy gaze of previous years.
She opened her mouth, but Draco promptly cupped his hand over her mouth, not wanting her to scream and attract attention when they were in such a compromising position.
She let out a muffled cry of protest and tried to struggle, an action which gave Draco the excuse to pull her closer, crushing her petite slender body against his own tall muscular one.
"Stop struggling, Virginia." He leaned down and whispered into her ear, a smile playing on his lips. She relaxed for a moment before attempting to bite his hand that covered her mouth.
"Yow!" Draco yelled, removing his hand away immediately. She had a vicious bite. Ginny, flushed, from having been so close to someone she had wanted to be this close too all along, grinned smugly up at Draco. She had gotten the upper hand, once again.
Draco looked at her, appalled yet amused by this beautiful yet insane creature before him.
"Don't ever try and take advantage of me." She murmured, sounding more teasing than threatening. She made a move to step out of the alcove. Draco was not going to let her get away this time. He forgot his pain, and the red marks in his palm caused by her teeth.
In one swift fluid movement, he grabbed hold of her wrist, pulling her back towards him, against the wall; instantly, placing his large hands on either sides of her as he trapped her between them. Ginny, taken by surprise, could barely protest as he pinned her against the wall with his tall, broad frame.
He stood close enough for her to smell his alluring scent of luxurious cologne mingled with his very own scent of raw masculinity. She stared up at him, her pupils dilated with desire, her lips slightly parted as her breath came out in rapid gusts.
"You were saying…" He smirked, leaning down towards her, his lips inches away from hers. His breath mingling with hers and his blonde hair brushing against her forehead.
She ran her tongue nervously over her dry lips, the dangerous glint in his stormy gray eyes scaring her, and exciting her at the same time.
A strange longing seized him at the sight of her pink tongue running over her luscious lower lip but he held himself back. He had to be in control, this time, at least.
Ginny wanted so badly for him to kiss her and touch her, the way he did back in the room of requirement. The nearness of his warm, rigidly muscular body seemed to awaken a primal desire in her.
She stared up at him, as he bought his face an inch away from hers, their noses touching. Her pulse quickened with anticipation, and she closed her eyes. He almost kissed her, almost leaned forward and kissed her for she looked so temptingly delicious.
But he did not.
Her eyes flew open at the sound of his boots clicking against the floor as he took a step back away from her, his lips curled into a satisfactory smirk.
She realized instantly what he had done. How she had been hoodwinked.
She gaped at him in utter disbelief. Surprise was quickly replaced with white-hot anger. She glared at him with all the hatred and anger in her soul. She was so furious that she could barely speak or move.
How could he? Pretend to kiss her and then… AUGH! If she were honest with herself though, Ginny would realize that the anger, which was being directed towards Draco in the form of loathsome glances, was actually against her own self for wanting him so badly that she had put herself in a position of plain vulnerability.
Draco did not wait any longer, knowing that if she came to her senses she would most likely murder him, regardless of the prison sentence she had to serve in Azkaban for doing so.
Seeing that his little ploy had succeeded, smirk painted on his harshly chiseled face, he nodded at her – an ironic act of courtesy considering what he had just done – before walking off.
Ginny stomped back to the classroom, her pretty face contorted fiercely with utmost fury.
Colin exchanged wary glances with Luna as their best friend sat herself between them, promptly crossing her arms across her chest in a defensive gesture, muttering random swear words worthy Fred and George's stature, throughout the talk, obviously directed at some phantom menace.
She proceeded to ignore her friends for the rest of the day, all her actions laced with incredible annoyance. Luna watched all this bemused, while Colin was simply terrified. He had been victim of some of Ginny' most excellent hexes when she had been in one of these rare but unforgettable moods.
Ginny was infuriating herself even further by going through all the 'if only's and 'I should have's' mentally.
A good example was how she felt she should have hexed Draco just before he walked off. So what if he was her professor? They had gone well past the normalcy of a regular student professor relationship, to bother about such rudimentary rules.
Or better still, if only she had continued to hate him this year as she had all those blessed past years.
She had never felt so internally frustrated with herself and the worst part was that there was no person she could take it out on. At least when Fred and George tried to turn her hair green, she could promptly make their lives miserable by hexing them upon sight or reporting their mischief to their mother.
This time, however there seemed no way of her getting her revenge because he was a Professor, and she would probably get detention and a lot more than that if she tried to curse him. Also there was no close contact with Draco, thus never giving her the chance for even a customary death glare at him.
She could do it on the sly though, if she wanted to. Had the sorting hat not said, in her first year that she was blessed with both the courage and brilliance of Gryffindor, and the cunning stealth of Slytherin, though the former was more apparent.
Whatever plan she cold have come have come up with though would have been no use, for Draco was absent for a few days. She wondered if it was because of his mother. She hoped that for his sake, his mother was all right. Well as allright as you could be in such a catatonic state.
She understood how much it hurt to see his mother such a state. His mother was after all the only person Draco had ever loved so unconditionally. So for a while Ginny's grudge against Draco faded, only to be replaced by genuine concern and worry for his welfare.
* * *
A/n note
THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS
You know what..your plot about Draco and Ginny hating each other sounds a lot more normal than my plot..but hope you enjoy the direction I am going anyway
Am glad you liked the part with Jake – that totally came off my head as I was writing that part
I'll just make this story ultra long – rather than create a sequel go right into their relationship after Hogwarts but what make you think there will even a be a relationship in the first place? Hehe..go figure, darlings..
Why did Jake seem unrealistic? I dun understand…if he seems exceptionally evil all of sudden..well there is a reason for that and it will be explained in later chappie but since you brought it up let me tell you something – people can get unnaturally mean when threatened or insecure or having lost something they prided themselves on possessing ..get my drift????
Am glad you like my snog scene..i took it straight from the top of my head..the way I wanted to feel when I received my first kiss..hopefully soon…
Ginny was heartbroken cos Draco left without acknowledging her or giving her any sign that the kiss was not a mistake etc. he just stormed off, being as icy with her as he was with Jake..so she was a bit confused..that emotion – heartbroken is sort of a foreboding emotion in her, fear that he would avoid her and so on.
Aniwai have changed it from heartbroken to confused
Sneakie peekies are meant to confuse you..hehe..
Ginny ate her breakfast laughing and talking to Luna and Colin, blissfully ignorant of the events that had transpired the previous night.
That is until the owl post arrived.
"Wow, Gin, you've got a lot of owls today eh?" Ginny looked up at Colin's comment as several familiar looking owls swooped down dropping letters on her lap. A prickle of unease filled her as she picked them up. Ignoring Luna and Colin's inquisitive glances, she proceeded to open them one by one.
