1About Love
By: SilverFangedTiger
Disclaimer: I don't own any body from Harry Potter fiction or Movie... yes that includes Draco {pouts} but I'd have a ball playing with that nice blonde hair...
JD: alright! Let's get this mumbo jumbo rollin' like a baby down a hill!
Draco: -- really bad metaphor...
JD: OK! So I'm bad at metaphors let me be!
Ginny slid to the other side of her desk as she shuffled some of the outlines one of her clients wanted for the baby's room. She then slid back over, on her rolly chair, to the owl that had come whizzing in.
"Ah, Eli. What have you got for me." she picked up the grey-brown owl and unattached the parchment. Almost forgetting about Eli she stooped her wrist down for the owl to climb on, doing just that Eli waddled up her arm.
Ginny led the owl over to the little spot set up especially for the owl. Setting it there she turned back to the parchment. Reading it over, the again she sighed. "Alright, that's one for Mel and another for Jule."
She put both clients on the cork board she had setup and paced the room. She had to come up with a design for a baby's room then she had to have another for a dinning room. What were they looking for? What theme? What textures? Soft lighting? Better yet, what colors? Soft, bold? Dark, light?
Ginny sat back down in her office chair, put her head in her hands. "Ugh, the least they could do is give me details." she groaned. Then she screamed as another owl went flying right above her head. Jerking her head up just in time to see the owl slam right into the door.
She almost laughed, but still felt sorry for the bird. "Come here you."
She breathed a big breath of relief when she saw it was just a letter from Harry.
Hey Gin,
It's Harry. Ron, Hermione and I were thinking about gettin' a bite to eat tonight at Samba, you in?
Ginny smiled. Then she wrote a response and attached it to the new owl. Sending a glance to her own owl, Eli, she smiled. "Don't get all jealous now."
Eli shook her now miffed feathers and turned away then a hoot.
Ginny smiled again and shook her head. She looked up to see Draco walking in. "Hey Fluffy Ferret."
"Red Weasel." Draco jerked his head in acknowledgment. "I heard you scream, what's wrong?"
"Aww for a minute there you sounded concerned." Ginny drawled. Then chuckled. "An owl just came whizzing over my head and it scared me, that's all." Ginny sat at her desk again and rolled around to each of the three stations she had set up.
Draco frowned, then lifted up the parchment Harry had sent her. Once he read it his eyes narrowed. "You an' Potter still going with each other?" he asked amused, as he sat on the edge of her desk, legs crossed at the ankles.
Ginny looked up, frowned. "'still'? We never went with each other in the first place- hey! Why were you reading my stuff in the first place?!" she snatched it from him. "Me and Harry are just friends."
"Harry and I."
"Huh?" Ginny asked as she stuffed the parchment down in her drawer. "Harry and I." Draco repeated. "Me and Harry, is bad grammar."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "What ever."
"Rolling you're eyes is an immature thing too." Draco said smugly.
"Oh go to hell." Ginny spat as she pushed him out her office. "As long as you come with me." Draco joked. Ginny scoffed and shut the door in his face. She heard him laughing and that made her more miffed.
Eli hooted again. "Oh what is that supposed to mean?!" Ginny shot at the owl, fully expecting a response.
The evening rolled around with more harassments from Draco. Ginny looked back on her day and laughed. The Slytherin King had become a rambunctious little spirit. She couldn't believe she actually had fun today.
"Weird. Who ever thought I, the youngest of the Weasely's would have fun with Draco Malfoy." Ginny snorted. "Fun? Me? With Draco? Hah!"
She slipped into her evening dress of black and tied the straps around her neck. Then slipped into her low heels. She walked into the kitchen and picked up her already made coffee.
CRACK!
Ginny screamed and jumped away from the puff of smoke. Then laughed when she saw Harry emerge from the little puffs of still lingering smoke. "Harry you scared me!"
Harry grinned. "Sorry Gin, didn't mean to." he looked down at her coffee. "You shouldn't drink that stuff so much, it's unhealthy."
"How do you know it's coffee?" Ginny said, already hyped from the coffee. "How do you know it's not water? Or pumpkin juice?"
Harry quirked a brow. "Well let's see, there's a fresh pot on the coffee maker, there's the scent of roasted coffee beans in the air- yea I'm sure it's coffee."
Ginny smiled. "That's why you made top auror."
Harry grinned. "You bet. How can you stand that stuff?" he asked and scrunched up his nose. Ginny smiled again and was slightly bobbing up and down. "Slave to the bean baby."
Harry went over and took the cup from her, setting it on the counter he enfolded her in his arms. "How long has it been?" he whispered as he kissed down her neck.
Ginny leant her head to the side as he kissed up to her ear and back again. "Two weeks tops." she whispered shakily as his hands roamed her curvy body. "Mmmm, too long." Harry mumbled against her neck.
Ginny giggled softly. "Harry are you having dirty thoughts?" she joked. She felt him smile against her skin, the simple spread of lips made her skin dance with heat. "Always." he responded as his hands slid over her rear, gripping and caressing everything they touched.
Ginny gasped. "Harry, you'll have to keep you're self- Oooo." Ginny almost melted on the spot as Harry began doing what he did best. "You where saying?" he asked with a lop sided smile. Ginny grinned up lazily at him. "I was gonna say you need to keep you're self in check until after dinner."
"Ooooh." Harry raised both eyebrows. "Are you promising something?"
Ginny grinned. "Only if you're a good boy."
Harry smirked. "I'll try to be on my best behavior."
When Harry and Ginny arrived at the Brazilian restaurant they saw Hermione fussing with Ron's tie and Ron, red eared and pissed.
"I don't see why the bloody hell I have to wear these bloody robes! I mean really! I thought we got over that stage in 4th year."
"Oh Ron, cease you're rubbish." Hermione ordered as she tidied him up. "Gods Hermione, you sound like our mum." Ginny joked as she and Harry continued to walk up to them.
"Well he refuses to cooperate with fashion!" Hermione whined, her hands itching to fix his, newly mused tie.
"Well forgive me for not being a dandy!" Exclaimed Ron. Ginny stepped between the 'Harmless' pregnant woman and the pissed off red head. "You guys have been married for five years and you're already going senile."
"I like the word cynical ... describes them better." Harry commented quietly.
Ginny turned her gaze toward Harry. "Harry... remember when I told you, sometimes it's better to let to female help?" harry nods. "Yeah, this is that time." when harry eluded into silence Ginny continued.
"Guys calm down, Hermione you shoulda known before you married Ron that he wasn't fashionable, and Ron... this is Hermione. I think you deserve a big fat duh!!!" Ginny looked at both of them to see them blushing and she grinned. "Eh, opposites attract. Anyhow! Let's try to get through this evening with-"
"Ello Weasel."
"Malfoy?!" Ginny spun around to see Draco smirking behind her, a girl from her office hanging on his arm like an ornament {three guesses who!}. "Why Ginny, so nice to see you outside of work." Malfoy drawled as he gave her the up and down look. "You look so... elegant." Ginny decided to ignore the compliment and the glare she was getting from the trophy on his arm.
"What does he mean 'outside of work'!!?" Ron all but screamed. "And don't be giving my sister the up-"
"Shut it Fluffy Ferret." Ginny spat and grabbed harry whilst pushing Ron toward the restaurant. "Why didn't you tell me?!" Ron demanded when they were seated.
"And what would you have done, had I told you?!" Ginny snapped.
"I would've told you to quit!" Ron hissed.
Ginny rolled her eyes and huffed while Hermione tried to calm Ron down. "Ron, what does it matter she's working with the stupid Ferret?"
"Stupid wanker oughta just goto-"
"Oh I'm not working with him." Ginny corrected. "I'm working for him."
"WHAT!?" Ron yelled. "You'd actually consider working for that git?! I thought you knew better! Working for him is worse than working with him, Hermione." He exclaimed to Hermione.
Having enough Hermione shoved Ron out of the booth and dragged him, with tremendous strength for a pregnant woman, out of the restaurant. Then came back and said a quick apology to Ginny.
"God, I don't know why Ron's so pissed." Ginny mumbled as she poked at her water. "If anyone should be pissed it's me."
"Because you didn't tell any of us!" Harry exclaimed. "You're working for Ferret Face." Harry concluded as he shook his head.
Ginny scoffed. "Harry! I'm 25 years old, I think I can handle a git like Malfoy!" she threw her fabric napkin she didn't even like on the table and scooted out. "Gin, wait."
Seating across from their table Draco raised an intrigued eyebrow. So they are shagging, he mused. When he saw Ginny stomp off he went after her, leaving his date all alone, while Harry just sat there.
Draco caught up with Ginny and pulled her into a hallway. "Oh what do you want Ferret Face." Ginny spat.
"I want you to shag me." Malfoy laughed at the look on her face. "I will never, ever shag you. Bet you're life on it." she spat agitated. She crossed her arms over her chest and huffed as she leaned back against the wall.
"Draco what're you doing?!" she squeaked out when he pressed against her and took her face in his hands. Soft caress of lips, then taken into a plunging dance of hunger.
She pulled away before he could take it to a new dimension of intimate. "No, no, no. Not right. Not right." she waved her head from side to side vigorously. Malfoy tipped her chin up. "But you enjoyed it." he pointed out.
"No I didn't! Did not! Did not! Didnotdidnotdidnot!!"
Draco chuckled. "You shouldn't waste so much time on what people think, and more time on how you feel."
"I don't feel anything for you."
The corners of Draco's lips tugged. "The more you tell you're self that, the more you'll feel for me." he smirked when she stomped her foot. "Goddammit, Ferret Face, you tormented me for 7 years!!"
"Mm-mm." Draco contradicted. "6 years. I was a year ahead of you." he smirked when her eyes narrowed into slits. "You really love pissing me off."
"Yes," Draco responded, stuffing his hands in his suit pockets. "I do find it quite enjoyable."
Ginny scoffed. "You haven't changed a bit Twitchy Ferret, you're still a bull headed, mean bully who bugs the shit outta people."
Draco quirked a brow. "That's no way for a lady to speak now is it?"
"Oh shove off you..." Ginny chewed her lip thinking for another good name to put in with ferret. Draco rocked back and forth on his heels. "Having trouble thinking of more insults?"
"Argh!" she stomped her foot again. "You know, you're acting quite childish." Draco pointed out with a smile. When he saw she was about to snarl at him he added to his statement. "Why don't you just tell me what's going on."
Shocked, Ginny went on a major rant. "It's just, Ron. God Ron. Forbid it if I ever did anything on my own that he didn't approve of."
"Ginny."
"Right. Stay on subject." she waved her hand absently. Not even noting she was talking to her worst enemy since first year, like it was her best-friend. "Ron found out I worked with you, he went ballistic- thanks to you. Then he found out I worked for you not with you. See the difference?" when draco nodded, she continued.
"Yeah, and went all what ever, yelling at me and crap. Saying that I should've quit the minute I saw you, I mean really! I think I can handle my self! I'm 25 years old! I think I can handle you for merlin's sake."
She took one look at Draco's arched eyebrow. "Ok, maybe not you- Ooooo stop thinkin' nasty!!" Ginny chided as she slapped his chest repeatedly. "Stupid brute."
"Devilishly sexy brute," Draco corrected as he pinned her on the wall. "Soooo," he purred in her ear. "You think you can handle me... in all areas?"
JD: Jesus Malfoy you're a horn ball!
Draco: {as Ginny laughs her ass off} I am not, I don't have to work for what I want, {sniff} I can have anyone I want.
JD: hehe, we'll see about that one buddy.
Chapter Preview:
Chapter 3- Hard As A Stone
{Lime warning! Not who you think, but wait to find out.} Harry takes Ginny home, Ginny wakes up next morning goes to work. After work she goes to the burrow to see her mum, imagination can only explain what event I might conjure up.
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KireiBakaKasumi: Nice name! Heh. Yeah, I dunno where the hell I came up with the idea... {shrugs} just hit me. Welp, thanks for the review ta!
Anala: That's a nice name too. Wow my reviewers always have the best names I swear. Anyhow, thanks! I'm glad you loved it! All truth I'm not that funny of a person, so this wasn't intended to be funny BUT I'm glad it was! Yay! Thanks for the review! Ciao!
SamiJo: Hola! Lol. Oh don't worry they get going again. I'm already up to chapter four. But I want to space the chapters out, you know? Not too long trust me. But I've learned if I space them out they always end up better and longer. Cause I go back and add stuffs. I'm hurrying I'm hurrying! Lol. Slainte (weird I used an Irish Gaelic word and I'm not Irish...)
