Chapter 4 Disclaimer: I do not own any of the J.K.R. characters, I only own
this plot.
It was ripe in the afternoon, and Ginny hadn't moved from the overstuffed chair in the Gryffindor Common room for hours. She sat with her legs crossed, carefully balancing her text and scribbling with floral handwriting on parchment.
"Ginny! What are you doing? It's Friday and our last class was over an hour ago!" It was Ron and he was filthy. He appeared to have been mud wrestling.
"I'm just trying to get ahead," She yawned. "I've got a lot to do this weekend."
"C'mon, three outta five!" Said Harry, walking into the common room and tossing Ron a towel.
Ron swung it over his shoulder and started to leave. Then he turned to her and said, "You know the prefects bathroom is always open to you, the password is Gobbledink. Go in and relax, you look like crap"
"Thanks Ron, I'll think about it." She laughed. After another hour of charms homework, she stood up, exasperated, and let all of her things slump to the floor. "I guess a nice bubble bath does sound like a fantastic break from all of this working," She said to herself. "I wonder what Draco is doing right now..." She twirled her illustrious copper hair into a loose bun and set off to the Prefects Bath.
She came to a portrait of mermaids, basking in the sun on a smooth rock. "Gobbledink." The mermaids smiled and flipped their emerald tails once more at her before the painting swung open to reveal a doorway. Then, she pushed open the door and the scent of jasmine and rose engulfed her, luring her with heavy eyelids. She took off her robes, and slid into the steaming water.
Just as she had started to relax, the door burst open! There stood Draco Malfoy, dressed in a coconut bra and grass skirt, a bottle of Coconut Rum in hand.
"Draco! What are you doing here??? She quickly magicked a bathing suit to cover her. She glared at him and noticed the outfit. "Wow, that coconut bra really suits you..."
He shot her an icy glare and pointed his wand at himself. "Sobrius. Now that I'm sober, I think I should be asking the same from you...your not even a prefect...And I have quite a lot I need to say to you!"
Ginny sunk deeper into the bubbles, hoping to mask her embarrassment of being caught off guard. "I can't imagine what you would have to say to me...I'm just a lowly Weasley." She said, mocking him.
"I know what you've been up to..." Draco sneered. "Hah, Gryffindors are never any good at secret plans or curses. You have been invading my dreams and attempting to put love spells on me! Silly girl, did you really think you could curse a Malfoy? The Protection charms my father arms me with turned your silly love spell into just a temporary confusion charm. Why would you try to make me love you? That is just pathetic."
The words coming out of his mouth scared him, as much as he insulted her, he couldn't deny the sexual tension bouncing between them. Yes, he had been watching her for awhile now, way before she attempted to put a spell on him. Ginny stood up and got out of the bath.
"You arrogant bastard! I would never love you! I was going to make you pay for the way you treat my family and friends. Yes, you will pay, dearly!"
She lunged at him, tearing off the coconut bra and swung a punch, barely missing him. Draco blocked her next punch and finally caught her arms. Holding her still. She kicked and struggled as he maneuvered her so he could hold her arms still has he stood behind her. She was rigid with her back against his perfect muscular body. The water on Ginny's smooth porcelain skin made them stick to each other, skin to skin. At that moment she relaxed under the grip of his artistic hands.
Throwing her head back and tossing her slowly drying mane of fire over his shoulder, she was now completely vulnerable to his hungry lust for her. He leaned back, increasing the space between them, he braced her shoulders and spun her slick and perfumed body around in his embrace. Now face to face, the tension was growing. They stared into each others eyes, as if mesmerized. Draco leaned closer to her, and passionately kissed her.
"The fire in you has enchanted me." He whispered.
Her elegant and innocent honey-brown eyes stared at him with a tantalizing mischievousness that Draco had never seen before. Unable to keep their raging hormones at bay any longer, they climbed into the steaming bath tub. Their nipples were so hard they could shatter glass.
He pushed Ginny against the porcelain tub wall and started to kiss her hungrily. Draco's hands caressed her curves, and she sighed with pleasure. His hands slowly slid between her legs. He started to explore her inner flower, probing and stroking her tender petals. Then he peeled the bathing suit off her like a second skin. She gasped and moaned, her bare bosom heaving against his.
"Oh Draco! Violate me!" Ginny screamed, a soft moan escaping her pouted lips.
Draco ripped off his grass skirt and pushed his hard, throbbing manhood into her. She moaned with pleasure, as he moved in and out, faster and faster. Finally, he let go, spreading his seed inside of her. They both sighed, satisfied.
"That.was amazing." Draco sighed. He pushed a stray red curl out of her face. His ethereal silver eyes stayed locked with her warm brown ones. It was as if their hearts had connected, they didn't need to say anything to each other. It was understood.
"I can't hate you, no matter how much I should." He whispered to her.
"I confess, I did hate you once. but there is a fine line between hatred and true, passionate love. I have crossed that line." Ginny answered in a seductive, breathy voice.
They embraced, and kissed.
"This has to stay a secret." Ginny said.
"Yes, if my father or your brother found out, they would separate us. I couldn't bear to be away from you." He said, longingly.
They got out of the tub, and lied down on some nearby towels. Falling asleep in each others arms.
It was ripe in the afternoon, and Ginny hadn't moved from the overstuffed chair in the Gryffindor Common room for hours. She sat with her legs crossed, carefully balancing her text and scribbling with floral handwriting on parchment.
"Ginny! What are you doing? It's Friday and our last class was over an hour ago!" It was Ron and he was filthy. He appeared to have been mud wrestling.
"I'm just trying to get ahead," She yawned. "I've got a lot to do this weekend."
"C'mon, three outta five!" Said Harry, walking into the common room and tossing Ron a towel.
Ron swung it over his shoulder and started to leave. Then he turned to her and said, "You know the prefects bathroom is always open to you, the password is Gobbledink. Go in and relax, you look like crap"
"Thanks Ron, I'll think about it." She laughed. After another hour of charms homework, she stood up, exasperated, and let all of her things slump to the floor. "I guess a nice bubble bath does sound like a fantastic break from all of this working," She said to herself. "I wonder what Draco is doing right now..." She twirled her illustrious copper hair into a loose bun and set off to the Prefects Bath.
She came to a portrait of mermaids, basking in the sun on a smooth rock. "Gobbledink." The mermaids smiled and flipped their emerald tails once more at her before the painting swung open to reveal a doorway. Then, she pushed open the door and the scent of jasmine and rose engulfed her, luring her with heavy eyelids. She took off her robes, and slid into the steaming water.
Just as she had started to relax, the door burst open! There stood Draco Malfoy, dressed in a coconut bra and grass skirt, a bottle of Coconut Rum in hand.
"Draco! What are you doing here??? She quickly magicked a bathing suit to cover her. She glared at him and noticed the outfit. "Wow, that coconut bra really suits you..."
He shot her an icy glare and pointed his wand at himself. "Sobrius. Now that I'm sober, I think I should be asking the same from you...your not even a prefect...And I have quite a lot I need to say to you!"
Ginny sunk deeper into the bubbles, hoping to mask her embarrassment of being caught off guard. "I can't imagine what you would have to say to me...I'm just a lowly Weasley." She said, mocking him.
"I know what you've been up to..." Draco sneered. "Hah, Gryffindors are never any good at secret plans or curses. You have been invading my dreams and attempting to put love spells on me! Silly girl, did you really think you could curse a Malfoy? The Protection charms my father arms me with turned your silly love spell into just a temporary confusion charm. Why would you try to make me love you? That is just pathetic."
The words coming out of his mouth scared him, as much as he insulted her, he couldn't deny the sexual tension bouncing between them. Yes, he had been watching her for awhile now, way before she attempted to put a spell on him. Ginny stood up and got out of the bath.
"You arrogant bastard! I would never love you! I was going to make you pay for the way you treat my family and friends. Yes, you will pay, dearly!"
She lunged at him, tearing off the coconut bra and swung a punch, barely missing him. Draco blocked her next punch and finally caught her arms. Holding her still. She kicked and struggled as he maneuvered her so he could hold her arms still has he stood behind her. She was rigid with her back against his perfect muscular body. The water on Ginny's smooth porcelain skin made them stick to each other, skin to skin. At that moment she relaxed under the grip of his artistic hands.
Throwing her head back and tossing her slowly drying mane of fire over his shoulder, she was now completely vulnerable to his hungry lust for her. He leaned back, increasing the space between them, he braced her shoulders and spun her slick and perfumed body around in his embrace. Now face to face, the tension was growing. They stared into each others eyes, as if mesmerized. Draco leaned closer to her, and passionately kissed her.
"The fire in you has enchanted me." He whispered.
Her elegant and innocent honey-brown eyes stared at him with a tantalizing mischievousness that Draco had never seen before. Unable to keep their raging hormones at bay any longer, they climbed into the steaming bath tub. Their nipples were so hard they could shatter glass.
He pushed Ginny against the porcelain tub wall and started to kiss her hungrily. Draco's hands caressed her curves, and she sighed with pleasure. His hands slowly slid between her legs. He started to explore her inner flower, probing and stroking her tender petals. Then he peeled the bathing suit off her like a second skin. She gasped and moaned, her bare bosom heaving against his.
"Oh Draco! Violate me!" Ginny screamed, a soft moan escaping her pouted lips.
Draco ripped off his grass skirt and pushed his hard, throbbing manhood into her. She moaned with pleasure, as he moved in and out, faster and faster. Finally, he let go, spreading his seed inside of her. They both sighed, satisfied.
"That.was amazing." Draco sighed. He pushed a stray red curl out of her face. His ethereal silver eyes stayed locked with her warm brown ones. It was as if their hearts had connected, they didn't need to say anything to each other. It was understood.
"I can't hate you, no matter how much I should." He whispered to her.
"I confess, I did hate you once. but there is a fine line between hatred and true, passionate love. I have crossed that line." Ginny answered in a seductive, breathy voice.
They embraced, and kissed.
"This has to stay a secret." Ginny said.
"Yes, if my father or your brother found out, they would separate us. I couldn't bear to be away from you." He said, longingly.
They got out of the tub, and lied down on some nearby towels. Falling asleep in each others arms.
