DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything except the story-, which isn't really mine as I borrowed the idea from FlamablePajamies' story Malfoy Enterprises.
Chapter 2
Ginny woke up the next morning to find herself facing an extremely huge dragon in Slytherin robes. She shook her head and looked at it again, realizing it's the toy she had won last night. She read the tag on it and laughed. Rummaging inside her purse, she found the pictures they took last night. The Draco in the pictures was carefree and laughing, acting like the little boy he never was. She watched as Draco was bumped from all sides and he winced, and then laughed. Ginny giggled at the picture she took on the Ferris wheel. Malfoy had closed his eyes and he was snuggling the bear!
'Who knew Malfoy could be so much fun?' She laughed to herself.
She performed her daily routine in an extremely good mood. She sang softly to herself as she dressed and patted the two dolls on her way out of her room. She sailed into the kitchen and greeted everyone with kisses on their cheeks. Ron stared at his sister in shock while Hermione giggled quietly behind her hand. Arthur and Molly could only smile at their daughter's good mood. They were still wondering about Draco's actions last night. Ginny just grabbed a buttered toast and Disapparated.
Pansy was as cheerful as ever when Ginny entered the reception office.
"'Morning, Pansy," Ginny sang.
"'Morning, Gin. Good mood, huh?" Pansy winked. "Got some last night?"
"Wha-?" Ginny asked. Then she shook her head and laughed. "Yeah, a really good one."
"Seriously?" Pansy's eyes widened. "How long?"
"All night long, baby," Ginny's eyes twinkled.
"That good?" Pansy asked in disbelief.
"Try getting a good night's sleep and see if you feel good, sweetie," Ginny winked.
Pansy laughed. "And here I thought Little Miss Gryffindor was boinking someone last night. That will explain why you are glowing like that."
"One can glow while in pregnancy, too, Pans," Ginny said. "Well, I'm off! I have so many ideas popping up today!"
Ginny was disappointed not to find Draco in her office again. She had hoped that he'd invite her out to lunch again. 'Oh well, maybe he's busy today or something.' She ignored the other thought niggling her mind.
By the second week of her employment, that thought was getting more and more consideration. Ginny had not seen Draco since that day. It was starting to seem that Draco is going all out to avoid her. When she had handed in her sketches a few days ago, Draco wasn't there when it was him who insists that he had to see it and fast. She didn't get a note from him to explain or anything. Ginny's mood gradually deteriorated.
'He's ashamed to have enjoyed time with me!' Ginny thought furiously. 'Well, fine then! I can ignore him as well.'
Ginny had finalized her designs by the end of the second week. The clothes were now materializing on dummies and being displayed throughout the office. She maintained a cool and composed facade while in the office but when she's at home, no one dared to approach her. The bear and dragon had become her target punching bags but she couldn't bear to hit them for long as they were innocent and very cute. Many times she wanted to rip the pictures in shreds but somehow, she never did do it.
After the designs were featured on the magazines, Ginny had some time to relax before she needed to start on the next collection. She chose that time to shift back to her apartment. It was a spacious place with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchenette and a living room. The walls and carpet were all pale blue. There were mirrors at every corner to give the illusion of even more space. The bear and dragon sat on her pink and white covers of her queen-sized bed. The bathrooms had white tiles with pink flowers here and there.
Sitting alone in her apartment, she kept reminiscing the time she and Draco had fun. She would then chide herself for being so foolish.
One morning, she entered her room to find Draco sitting in her seat again.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Ginny asked coldly, a hand on her hip. She stood in the doorway, unwilling to go closer.
"'Morning, Weaslette. We really have to work on how you greet people," Draco calmly replied. "Come, take a seat."
"I'm fine where I am, thank you very much. Again, what do you want?" Ginny asked.
"You." Draco didn't smile or laugh. He looked very serious.
"Well, you missed your chance after you pulled your disappearing trick for the last two weeks," Ginny coolly told him.
"I didn't do it on purpose," Draco sighed. He stood up and walked over to Ginny. "Something came up."
"What something?" Ginny walked over to her place behind the table.
"Something very important," Draco said, running a frustrated hand through his hair.
"Well, go on doing your something important, then. 'Cause I'm just so unimportant, aren't I?" Ginny was getting angry.
"Can we please forget that?" Draco asked. He actually looked tired and ragged now that Ginny took a really good look at him.
'Good. He should look horrible for the way he acted' Ginny thought.
"Fine. What next?" Ginny folded her arms, unwilling to let him off the hook so easily.
"I need you to accompany me to a business dinner. Strictly professional, of course," Draco said, leaning against the table next to her.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Why should I?"
"It's a business dinner, Weaslette! Not a date!"
"Even more of a no."
"What?"
"I said no."
"No, no. That means that if I took you out on a date, you'd accept?" Draco blinked and stared at her.
"Maybe."
"What do you want me to do before you'll say yes?"
"You're so smart, figure it out yourself!"
"Weaslette!"
"I said no and that's the end of it, Ferret."
"Please?"
"Don't bother. I won't give."
"Oh, fine!" Draco stormed out of the room.
Ginny heaved a big sigh as she watched him. She didn't think it was a very good idea to be around Draco so much. Feelings that should remain buried have suddenly started popping up. She thought that Draco had given up. Boy, was she wrong. Dead wrong.
The next morning, there was a cup of steaming coffee and egg sandwiches on her table. There was a note that said 'Good morning, Weaslette'. Ginny frowned. She had seen that handwriting before. Draco's courting didn't stop there. Every hour on the dot, an eagle owl would fly into her room with a rose in its beak. That owl looked familiar too. Then it clicked. Draco had sent that rose to her when she was in the hospital wing.
The next few days brought many presents for her. On Wednesday, bouquets arrived by the hour. On Thursday, it was sweets in huge boxes. On Friday, it was chocolates. Ginny shared all of them with her colleagues even though she didn't tell them who the sender was. The guys teased her about her "secret admirer" while the ladies in the office wished that someone would do something like that for them. Ginny just laughed it off good-naturedly.
When Draco received no news from her, he was getting more desperate. On Saturday, stuffed toys arrived. By the following Wednesday, Ginny had every doll in the Beanie Baby collections.
"Will. You. Stop. It!" Ginny stormed into his office on Thursday morning.
"Stop what?" He looked at her innocently.
"Don't give me that 'I'm innocent look'! You know what you've been doing! My apartment is so full of dolls everywhere! I can't even walk without kicking one!" Ginny screeched.
"So, have you changed your mind, then?" Draco asked, smiling as if nothing was out of ordinary.
"No!"
"Well, I'll just continue till you don't have anymore space or till you give in then," Draco smirked.
"Argh!" Ginny stormed out.
"Dinner's on Saturday night, love," Draco shouted after her. He chuckled to himself.
The gifts continue flowing in. However, Draco had gone one step higher. He started sending her underwear. All of them were silk, lacey and barely covered anything. But the scariest part was, he knew her exact size.
She banged into his office again the next morning. "You pervert!" She threw the box of underwear that had arrived 12 hours before.
"Didn't like them, huh? Would you like G-strings, then?" Draco smirked.
"You ass! How did you get my size?!" Ginny shouted at him.
"That's for me to know, and for you to find out, love. So you ready to give up?" Draco said as he returned to signing documents.
"If I'm not? What will you send me next? Lingerie?" Ginny replied sarcastically.
"Now, that's an idea," Draco looked as if he was contemplating the idea. "I just might."
"Argh!" Ginny flopped into the chair in front of him. "You win, okay? I'll go with you."
"Finally!" Draco laughed. "Tomorrow night. I'll pick you up at your apartment."
"How did you know I've shifted back to my apartment? And how do you know where it is anyway?" Ginny's eyes narrowed.
"I followed the owls on my broom," Draco smirked.
"You-you-FERRET!" Ginny fumed, walking out of his office.
Draco's laughter followed her.
Ginny hurried to Madam Malkin's right after work to buy the robes she had seen a month ago. However, she was severely crushed to find out that she had already sold it.
'What am I going to wear?' Ginny wondered. 'The only thing suitable was that robes.'
Ginny found three packages on her bed when she went home. "How did these get here?" She thought out loud.
She gasped in shock when she opened them. The largest one contained the dress robes that she had wanted to buy. It was still as beautiful as ever and Ginny reverently fingered the flowers that were hand-sewn. The next box contained the underwear to go with it. She blushed violently at the skimpy material. The smallest one held a necklace of emeralds. The emeralds formed flowers and small diamonds were used as the center of the flowers. It wasn't those huge ones where it would swallow her neck; instead it was small and fine, used to emphasize her slender neck. A matching pair of earrings was included as well.
She saw a note that she had missed before. It read 'I thought this would bring out the colour of your eyes. It'd fit you perfectly. Wear these tomorrow night. I'll pick you up at seven sharp.'
Ginny laughed. "Why would Malfoy buy his own robes back??"
She kept the things carefully and took a long shower before going to bed. She dreamt of Prince Charming that night. Prince Charming was with white blonde hair and gray eyes.
Ginny was all ready five minutes before seven. Her hair was up in a bun using silver chopsticks, a few tendrils here and there framing her face. She applied some lipstick and her favourite perfume on her wrists and behind her ears. Satisfied with her appearance in the mirror, she wore her silver strap heels to finish the look. True to his word, Draco rang the bell as soon as the clock struck at seven.
"Coming!" She yelled.
When she opened the door, the sight of Draco left her breathless. He was dressed in bluish grey silk robes that brought out the colour of his pewter eyes. He did not slick his hair back; instead, he had tied his long hair back with a grey ribbon. She laughed when she saw the diamond fang-like earring hanging on his left ear.
"Well, don't you look all of Slytherin tonight," Draco smirked.
"Are you sure you're allowed to wear that for formal occasions?" Ginny asked him, gesturing at the earring.
"Malfoys do as they please, kitten. You look edible. Let's stay in tonight. I don't want to share your beauty with the leering eyes of those morons at the dinner," Draco said, his eyes taking in her appearance.
"Thanks for the compliment," Ginny smiled. "But I spent too much time on my appearance to stay at home tonight. Let's go."
Draco gave a mock heavy sigh. "You're right. Rest assured, I shall not ravish you," He said mischievously. "Unless you wish me to, of course."
"Bat Bogey Hex," was all a laughing Ginny said.
"Let's go," Draco smiled. He held out his hand to Ginny and she did not hesitate to take it. "One. Two. Three."
With a 'pop', both disappeared.
They reappeared in a reception hall not unlike Malfoy Enterprises. However, it was done in wood and crystals. The polished light-coloured wood floor reflected the lights of the beautiful crystal chandeliers hanging above their heads. The white walls had long windows, too, all of them left open to welcome in the fresh air of the night. There were two doors that stood ceiling-high, which was about 30 feet and were so wide, they could fit twenty people side-by-side. Both led to the ballroom.
People were arriving either by Floo, where Ginny saw them emerging from the huge fireplace or by Apparating all over the room. She noticed that all of them were of the richer circles. The women were draped in so many jewels; Ginny wouldn't be surprised if they were to collapse from the weight of it all. These were the people who snub others of more moderate living.
Draco and Ginny walked down the Y-shape staircase that led to the ballroom. Ginny could only stare in amazement at the gigantic chandelier hanging over the middle of the ballroom. There were many other, smaller chandeliers floating all over the room. A group of Veela who were the musicians sat at one corner, their beautiful hair glinting under the lights. People were just standing around, discussing business proposals or dancing the waltz around the room. There were a few doors that led to the beautiful garden outside.
"Would you like a drink first or to dance?" Draco asked.
"Um, dance, I guess," Ginny shrugged.
"Then, my lady, would you honor me with this dance?" Draco bowed in a gentlemanly manner and extended a hand as the Veelas struck a new song.
Ginny giggled and took his hand. Draco swept her onto the dance floor as everyone gaped at his newest conquest. She was unknown and that was a first. Most of the time, Draco was known for escorting the world's most beautiful women who were listed in magazines. This one was never seen before but who could blame Draco for they thought that Ginny was quite attractive. They did make a striking couple, her fire to his ice. The young girls were envious of Ginny for her partner and her clothes. The older women were gossiping about who she was. The men, young and old alike, were drooling over the new beauty. They watched as he twirled her around the ballroom in time with the other dancers, as if all were synchronized.
"So, what do you think of this life, kitten?" Draco asked, grinning.
"I think that those women are going to collapse from the weight of those jewels," Ginny told him, giggling. "And those old men look like their clothes are about to burst from their great bellies while the young men look like one punch and they will be knocked over."
"Only Malfoys look that good, huh?" Draco smirked.
"You are so full of yourself," Ginny shook her head, laughing.
"Of course," Draco said. "If you have it-"
"Flaunt it," Ginny finished. "Well, I'm definitely flaunting you around tonight. Those girls over there look like they are ready to commit murder for you."
"I am a prime specimen after all," Draco said. "I should be flaunting you about tonight. You look good enough to eat. I want to jinx every man here who is leering at you right now."
"You'd have to jinx everyone then," Ginny told him. "Save your damsel in distress." She fluttered her eyelashes.
"I'll give you distress alright," Draco growled in a low voice. He wanted to bring her home where he could show her how much of a distress he was in.
"Friend of yours?" Ginny nodded towards the direction of a scowling woman. If looks could kill, Ginny would have been maimed, tortured and broken.
Draco's eyes looked briefly at the woman before returning to Ginny's laughing face. "Acquaintance."
"Well, be prepared to be even more acquainted. She's coming this way," Ginny informed him.
Draco turned around to see that the woman really was heading his way. He sighed, grabbed two glasses of wine from a floating tray and handed one to Ginny. "I need this and you'll definitely need it as well. Drink it down." He gulped his down and grabbed another, getting ready to face the woman.
She was dressed in sparkling white robes, her long blonde hair hanging down to the middle of her back. She was a beautiful woman, and she knew it. Her hips swayed as she walked towards them. Her unnaturally high and whiny-sounding voice grated on Ginny's nerves, "Draco, darling." The woman gave a fake sweet smile to Draco before glaring at Ginny with her blue eyes.
"Vivian," Draco greeted pleasantly.
Vivian sidled closer to Draco on his other side. "I'm hurt. You haven't invited me to dance tonight. I missed you."
Draco untangled his hand from hers, pulling Ginny closer to him. "Vivian, this is Ginevra. Ginny, meet Vivian."
Blue eyes glared at her shrewdly. "Which family are you from? I don't believe I've seen you attending functions before." Her meaning was clear.
Ginny smiled sweetly at her. "I came from a family who taught me good manners. I don't bother attending these functions because people like you do." With that, she tugged lightly at Draco's arm.
Swallowing a laugh, Draco said, "Nice seeing you again, Vivian." He then led Ginny away. When they were far away from Vivian, he burst out laughing. "When did you get so lippy, Weaslette? I remembered you as the little girl hiding behind Potter's pants."
"I grew up with six brothers. Seven, including Harry," Ginny said as a form of explanation.
They didn't continue their conversation as a group of men wished to talk business with Draco. Quite a few younger men asked Ginny to dance while Draco was busy discussing business opportunities. Ginny only left Draco's side when he had nodded his consent. All the while Draco was talking with the men, he kept an eye on Ginny. Ginny was having quite a good time. Amazing what a few glasses of wine could do to her. It had loosened her up and she was quite relaxed with the atmosphere. It also affected her bladder and Ginny had to use the lavatory quite soon.
The ladies' was very clean, smelt of flowers and was designed very beautifully. Full-length mirrors were all around the walls and Ginny's heels sank into the inch-high peach carpeting. Potted plants decorated here and there were even chairs for what purpose Ginny didn't know. When she was doing touch ups on her lipstick with her wand, Vivian came gliding in. She took the sink next to Ginny's and fluffed her hair. Ginny decided to ignore her.
"He's mine, you know," Vivian said conversationally.
Ginny ignored her and turned away from the mirror.
She was about to walk out when Vivian continued, "He's just playing around with you. When he's tired of you, he'll come to me. He always does. You're just a slut after all." Vivian gave a little laugh.
That did it. She knew she should ignore her but Ginny wasn't about to let a comment like that slide. "Of course you would know," she smiled sweetly. "You spread your legs for every man who flashes his Galleons at you."
"At least I have the beauty, unlike you, bitch," Vivian snapped. No one had ever mocked her before.
"That's right. You have beauty. But brains? All you have is air between your ears, pretty face," Ginny gave a little mocking laugh. "At least I'm a bitch with brains. All you are is a pretty face whore, aren't you?"
"Why you little shit!" Vivian whipped out her wand. "I'll curse you to hell!"
"You're doing a lot of talking, air-head," Ginny replied, her wand at the ready. She threw the first hex.
Vivian ducked and aimed her wand at Ginny. "Stupefy!"
"Protego!" Ginny cast the shield charm. While Vivian evaded the blast of light coming back at her, Ginny shouted "Petrificus Totalus!"
Vivian's arms snapped to her sides and her legs jumped together before falling backwards, creating a hilarious spectacle.
"Hm, Hermione's favourites always work," Ginny said while she bent over Vivian. Vivian's eyes narrowed and had promised threats in them. "Let me show you my favourite that my brothers' taught me." Ginny grinned evilly.
Ginny came out of the ladies' to find a very worried Draco pacing in front of the door.
"Draco?" She tapped him on the shoulder.
"Wha- Ginny!" Draco hugged her. "I was worried about you! You disappeared from the floor suddenly and your last partner said you went to the ladies'! I was about to go in there."
"I can take care of myself, Draco," Ginny laughed. "I just had some business to take care of."
Draco's eyes narrowed. "I thought I saw Vivian going in earlier. What did you do?"
"Remember your fifth year?" Ginny smiled sweetly.
"You didn't!" Draco gasped in mock horror.
"Oh, I did alright," Ginny said, giggling. "What can I say? She deserved that Bat Bogey Hex."
Around nine, dinner started. A man went up to the stage and asked everyone to please stand aside. He then waved his wand and tables and chairs came floating down from the ceiling. It was ten to a table and menus were on their plates. It was like the Yule Ball back in Ginny's third year. Ginny consumed quite a lot more of wine during dinner. Draco looked at her worriedly, hoping that she wouldn't get sick or get a headache tomorrow morning. As soon as desert was finished, the same man went up the stage again.
"I would like to thank everyone for coming," he said. "Thank you especially to our generous donors. I am very happy to announce that the donations have amounted to about 4 billion Galleons this evening. I thank you all on the behalf of the orphans who will receive this money. Of course, if any of you wish to donate anymore, you can either contact my assistant, David Erbowl or me. Thank you and continue having a good time tonight."
Everyone clapped and moved to the sides again. The tables and chairs twirled and floated up in a fascinating display. The Veelas resumed playing and people danced once more. Draco led Ginny out onto the garden for some fresh air. It was beautiful, with tall, shady trees everywhere, flower bushes along the paths, and angel fountains crying while fairy lights illuminated the place.
"This is a donation dinner?" Ginny asked, closing her eyes at the feel of the wind brushing her face.
"Yes, why?" Draco looked at her.
"I'm thinking that they should have just donated all the money that was used to hold this dinner," Ginny told him.
"In my world, it's like that, Ginny," Draco sighed. "Very few gives out of good will. Most do it to be known as generous and kindly people."
"Morons," Ginny cursed. "At least you aren't like that."
"How do you know I'm not?" Draco arched an eyebrow.
"Because I don't think you're that kind of person."
"And why would you think that?"
"I just know," Ginny shrugged.
"You think too highly of me, kitten," Draco said quietly.
Ginny didn't reply. Instead she looked around at their surroundings. "This is just like a fairy tale."
"I wonder why it is called a fairy tale. Fairies did not tell stories as far as I know," Draco chuckled.
Ginny giggled then sighed. "This is really beautiful."
"No, you are," Draco replied, so quietly, she almost didn't hear him.
She looked at him and he caressed her cheek. Then he leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. It was barely a kiss yet Ginny felt as if her lips was on fire. The burning sensation flew all the way to her stomach where butterflies played havoc. Maybe it was the alcohol she had consumed.
"This is just like a dream I had," Ginny whispered.
"Why dream when you can live it?" Draco smiled, taking her hand.
"But can I?" Ginny looked at him. "What if this dream turns into a nightmare?"
"You will never know if you don't try," Draco said. "Maybe you can have a happy ever after."
Ginny didn't reply. She couldn't reply if her life depended on it. Did she really want to walk down this road? Was she ready for it?
"I- I'll think about it," Ginny smiled at him. She reached up and brushed a kiss on his cheek.
Draco was about to say something when he heard someone calling him. He turned towards the man, feeling irritated.
"Mr. Malfoy!" It was the man who had stood on the stage. He was walking quickly towards them.
"Yes, Prelock?" Draco asked impatiently.
"I wanted to thank you for your generous donation, Mr. Malfoy!" Prelock gasped. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his bald head.
"You're welcome, Prelock," Draco said. "Is there anything else?"
"Well, I was wondering if-" Prelock quavered. "If you could attend a little birthday party the children are having. They wanted to meet the kind person who has given so much to them again."
"When?" Draco looked bored.
"Next Saturday afternoon," Prelock said, looking hopeful.
"I'll see if I have the time for it," Draco said noncommittally.
"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy! Thank you so much!" Prelock gushed.
"I'll see you later, then, Prelock," Draco said, taking Ginny's hand and dragging her away.
"Want to accompany me next Saturday?" Draco asked Ginny, raising her hand to his lips.
Ginny blushed. "I thought you said you need to check if you were free."
"That was an excuse, Weaslette," Draco said. "So how's next Saturday? I need you Friday afternoon as well."
"Seeing as you're my employer, I can't say no, can I?" Ginny giggled.
"I'd bug you till you give in if you say no," Draco said. "How about every Friday and Saturday?"
"That's a bit committing, isn't it, Mr. Malfoy?" Ginny looked up at him, smiling cheekily. "You'd have to persuade me."
"I'll take it as a yes, then," Draco said as he swooped in for a kiss. Again, he was interrupted.
"Oi! Draco!" A man walked towards them.
"Blaise?"
Blaise closed the distance between them in a few long strides. He was wearing dark purple robes. "How have you been, Draco?" He greeted Draco with a handshake. He then turned to Ginny and gave a whistle. "And who's this beauty you have with you?"
"Blaise, this is Ginevra Weasley. Ginny, Blaise Zabini," Draco introduced, taking care to put a possessive arm around Ginny's waist.
"Wait a minute. This is the Weaslette?!" Blaise and Draco exchanged a look. Blaise whistled again. "Girl, you really grew up, didn't you?"
"Why does every Slytherin guy call me Weaslette?!" Ginny asked in mock anger.
"It's all Draco's fault, pet. He kept raging on and on when we were in school about-" Blaise's gaze flicked to Draco's ominous face and he quickly changed topic. "So, what are you doing now?"
"I'm a fashion designer for Vixen," Ginny told him.
"Wow, Draco, she must be something, huh?" Blaise said. He informed Ginny, "Draco fired about six other designers because they didn't meet up to his standards."
Ginny gave a little laugh. "No wonder you said you were desperate for a designer, Draco."
"Malfoys only take the best, kitten," Draco told her smugly.
Ginny rolled her eyes and asked Blaise, "What are you doing?"
"Same like Draco. Except we are more of into the men's section," Blaise said. "Zabini Corporation shares are sold about 2.2 Galleons less than Malfoy Enterprises'. Draco's been ruthless in business. While on that topic, Draco, I need to talk to you about thatproposal you told me the other day."
"Another day, Blaise. I have to take Little Miss Gryffindor here home," Draco said, noticing that Ginny was struggling not to yawn. The wine had made her a little unsteady.
"Of course," Blaise nodded. "Wouldn't want Weaslette here to have panda eyes. Good night, both of you." And he walked off.
"Come on, Ginny. Let's get you home," Draco said as he led Ginny back to the reception hall.
"Hm, you called me Ginny five times tonight," Ginny told him.
"I did? I must be out of my mind, then," Draco joked. He pulled Ginny into his arms like the last time. "One. Two. Three."
Again, Draco tucked Ginny into bed. He changed her clothes and let down her hair. "This is becoming a routine, kitten," he grumbled good-naturedly. He chuckled at the two dolls on the bed.
As he turned to leave, Ginny hung onto his hand and mumbled, "Stay."
"I shouldn't," Draco whispered tenderly.
"Don't want you to go," Ginny mumbled, grabbing his hand more tightly. "Stay."
Draco sighed and said, "Just for tonight then."
He undressed down to his boxers and climbed in beside Ginny. They moved into spoon cuddle fashion. She wiggled her bum, making Draco groan.
"Love, stop moving or I'll be forced to go," Draco whispered.
Ginny snuggled deeper into his arms before settling down. Draco immediately fell asleep.
When Ginny woke up the next morning, she found her limbs tangled with someone else's. One long arm was curled around her waist possessively. One male leg was trapped between hers. She felt the hard, warm body behind her. When she tried to move herself away, the arm tightened around her. She turned around and her eyes widened at the sight of a very naked Draco. Quickly, she checked below the covers and breathes in relief when she saw him clothed in boxers and she was wearing a sleeping gown, albeit a skimpy one. She couldn't resist staring at his perfect body.
"Like what you see?"
Ginny jumped out of her trance. She glanced at Draco and saw his eyes were still closed. She quickly blushed furiously. "Draco! Let me up!"
"Nope," he said without opening his eyes. "I rather like you in this position."
"Draco, move!" Ginny said. She tried pulling away from him but it was useless.
"Okay," Draco said. He then moved on top of her. "Better?" His head was on her breasts, his hands massaging her thighs.
"Draco!" Ginny wailed. "I need to go!"
"Oh! Sorry!" Draco blushed. He moved off her but laid back in bed as he watch her run to the adjoining bathroom.
Ginny brushed her teeth, washed her face and brushed her hair before deciding that she was presentable. When she went back into her room, Draco wasn't in her bed anymore.
"Draco?" Ginny called out.
"In the kitchen!" He replied.
Ginny giggled at the sight of him. He was bending over the stove.
"Eggs and bacon or pancakes?" Draco asked.
"You know how to cook?" Ginny asked in surprise. "Eggs and bacon."
"Of course! Malfoys know how to do everything," Draco bragged.
"Right. I'll go take a shower while you play chef, then," Ginny giggled.
Ginny showered and changed into shorts and a T-shirt that had red lips and the words 'Kiss Me' stamped on it. When she went back to the kitchen, Draco had breakfast ready. The table in the middle of the kitchen was set for two. In the center was two plates piled high with eggs and bacon.
"Mmm, my kind of man," Ginny said as she inhaled the aroma. She giggled at her plate, as there were two sunny-side up eggs for eyes and bacon for lips.
Draco swooped down and kissed her lightly. "I hope I'm your only man."
"Why did you kiss me?" Ginny asked, laughing.
Draco pointed at the shirt before kissing her again.
"Stop! Stop!" Ginny gasped. "Food! Hungry!"
"Have I reduced you to single monosyllable words with my kiss, then?" Draco asked grinning as he tucked into his own breakfast. "Imagine what I can do when we shag, love."
Ginny choked on her food. She grabbed her orange juice and gulped it down. She glared at Draco who had the wide-eyed, innocent look. They continued breakfast in compatible silence.
"Can I borrow your shower, kitten?" Draco asked as he waved his wand and the dishes were clean.
"Go ahead. I'll lend you some clothes," Ginny said.
"How come you have men clothes with you, pet?" Draco's eyes narrowed.
Ginny laughed at his display of jealousy. "They were my brothers', sweetie."
"Oh, okay then," Draco shrugged and whistled as he went into Ginny's bathroom to bathe.
Ginny laid out a shirt that she used as a nightshirt and boxers that she had used for shorts. She went about the house, cleaning with her wand. She decided that they would play Wizard's Chess shortly after and wanted to retrieve it from her room. She had completely forgotten that Draco would change in her room. When she walked in, she saw Draco's bum- naked.
"EEP!" Ginny squeaked, quickly turning around, covering her eyes with her hands.
"Ginny!" Draco exclaimed. He quickly wore the boxers. "I'm covered. You can turn around."
Ginny slowly peered through her fingers and sighed in relief when she saw that Draco was covered, at least that part was covered. She watched as he unhurriedly pulled on the shirt.
"Like what you saw?" Draco winked.
"Needs more seeing to," Ginny retorted, blushing furiously.
"Wanna help me?" Draco grinned.
"Mind. Gutter. Out. Let's play Wizard's Chess," Ginny said.
Draco rubbed his hands. "Oo, I haven't played that in a long time!"
"Why not?" Ginny looked at him curiously. "Black or white?"
"Black," Draco chose. "No one to play with."
They sat on the floor in the living room with the chessboard on the coffee table.
"Be prepared to lose," Ginny grinned evilly as she made the first move.
"Fine. If I win?" Draco asked, making his move.
"You choose," Ginny shrugged. "If I win, I want you to teach me how to drive those Muggle cars."
"Sweetheart, how am I suppose to teach you if I don't know how either?" Draco asked as he captured her pawn. He watched as his knight trampled the poor soldier.
"I'm sure you have ways," Ginny said, using her bishop to take down his knight.
The game went on for about half an hour.
"Hah!" Draco yelled. "I'll have your king in three moves."
Two moves later, Draco was protecting his king.
"Who taught you how to play?" Draco asked.
"Ron, Percy, Charlie and Bill," Ginny grinned. "The twins taught me other things."
"Such as?" Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Such as jinxes and hexes," Ginny laughed.
"Ah," was all Draco said.
Another half an hour passed and suddenly Draco yelled in triumph while Ginny groaned. They both watched as his queen pounded her bishop to pieces and made a threatening move towards her king.
"I win, love," Draco smirked.
"Okay, okay. Don't rub it in," Ginny grumbled. "What do you want me to do?"
"I'll think about it," Draco said. "Come on. Get dressed."
"Where are we going?" Ginny asked.
"I have a surprise for you," Draco said. "I'm going back to Malfoy Manor to change. I'll be back in fifteen minutes." Draco kissed Ginny on the forehead and Disapparated.
Fifteen minutes later, Ginny was dressed in jeans, tank top and sandals waiting for Draco in the living room. Sure enough, Draco Apparated into the room on time.
"Same place as last time," Draco said before Disapparating again.
Sighing, Ginny followed him.
They went through Leaky Cauldron again. Draco took her hand and led her out of Leaky Cauldron and around the corner of the building. There on the curb sat a black convertible, looking sleek and ready to pounce. Ginny looked towards Draco in confusion.
"Get in the other side," he said as he hopped into the driver's seat. He revved up the engine and gunned down the road.
"I thought you said you didn't know how to drive," Ginny said. She stared at amazement at the interior of the car.
"I said if," Draco grinned. He pulled over into an empty lot fifteen minutes later. He got out and opened the door for Ginny. "Go on."
"Go on where?" Ginny asked him, puzzled.
"You said you wanted a driving lesson, didn't you?" Draco laughed. "I'm giving you one!"
"Really?" Ginny squealed. "But I lost!"
"So? I didn't say I won't do it if you lost," Draco said.
"Ooo, thank you!" Ginny threw her arms around him and pecked him soundly on the cheek then rushed into the driver's seat.
"First off, this one is the gas pedal-" Draco pointed it out to her. "-And this one is the brake pedal. Go gently on them. This car responds very easily."
Ginny spent the rest of the afternoon learning how to drive. By the time the sun had set, Ginny could drive forward, reverse, do a u-turn and do a three-point-turn.
"Thank you so much, Draco," Ginny said. "I had a great time today." They were inside her apartment again. Draco had driven her to a Muggle restaurant for dinner.
"You're welcome," Draco smiled. "We'll do it again another day, okay? Can I have my prize now?"
"What prize?" Ginny asked, confused. "Oh, that's right. What do you want?"
"A French kiss from you," Draco grinned.
"Oh, um," Ginny hesitated. "Oh, bother." She raised herself to her toes and pressed her lips to his.
Five minutes later, Draco broke it off. "Stop, stop."
"Huh, why?" Ginny asked. She had enjoyed that kiss a lot.
Draco smiled wryly. "'Cause if we continue I'm not going to stop just at kissing. We'll be going all the way."
"Oh," Ginny blinked. "Okay."
"I need to get back to the Manor. See you tomorrow morning," Draco said. He pressed a brief kiss on her lips and quickly Disapparate before he could not resist temptation.
Ginny slid onto the floor after he left. "Wow. That was just wow."
Author's notes:
1. Again, I borrowed this story from FlamablePajamies.
2. Most of the things here are just guesses. I am inexperienced in a lot of things.
3. Please review!
