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I think this is still PG-13 but I upped the rating just in case. :-)

Chapter Seven In the Bedroom.

Underneath Your Clothes, there's an endless story.
There's the man I chose. There's my territory.
And all the things I deserve for being such a good girl.

(Lyrics by Shakira)

"Wha…what…what are you doing here?" Draco stood frozen, gray eyes wide, his hand on the doorknob of his bedroom.

"Waiting to seduce you, of course." Ginny replied, suddenly unsure of her plan. It had all seemed so clear when she'd been thinking about it the past week.

"Wh-at?" Draco croaked the word out.

"We've been dating a year and a half. I'm 18, you're 19. I thought…I thought it was time to consummate our relationship."

"Consummate?" He echoed hollowly, still staring at her.

"It means to have sex." Ginny snapped.

"I know what it means." Draco was still frozen in the doorway, his knuckles white where they gripped the doorknob.

"Well. Really." Ginny flew up off the bed, grabbing her robe.

"What are you doing now?" Draco asked bewildered, taking a step forward.

"Going home. Obviously, this was a bad idea. I'm sorry." She pulled on the robe jerkily, fighting back the angry, embarrassed tears.

"Oh, turnip, no, don't go." Draco strode over to her quickly, grabbing her shoulders. "Don't go."

"Well, you obviously don't want to do this so-."

"Yes, I do. I do. Merlin, I do. I just thought I was dreaming when I opened the door."

"Did you?" Ginny looked up at him sharply.

"I've been dreaming about you in my bed for months. Not that the outfit looked the same." Draco tugged open Ginny's robe revealing the lavender negligee she was wearing. His voice dropped to a husky whisper that caused shivers to coarse down her spine. "You are so beautiful, baby girl."

"You think so?" Ginny tilted her head as she looked up at him.

"I know so." He answered solemnly causing Ginny to giggle and the last vestiges of her anger dropped away. "Can we try it again – from the top?" Draco asked hopefully. "I'm sorry I messed your plan up." He kissed her deeply, moaning when their tongues touched. Ginny was just about to melt into the kiss when she remembered her plan, her ruddy brilliant plan.

She pushed him away with reluctant hands.

"We'll try it again, just give me a moment." She pulled off the robe as Draco went back over to the door and walked out into the hallway. The door clicked shut and Ginny hopped back onto the bed, trying to find the sexy pose she'd been in a few minutes earlier. She flipped her hair over one shoulder and adjusted the negligee.

The door opened again.

"Good evening, Mr. Malfoy." Ginny said, in her best sexy voice, one hand trailing seductively over her collarbone.

"Good evening, Miss Weasley." Draco started unbuttoning his robes slowly. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"The pleasure hasn't started yet." Her voice dropped to a whisper as she noticed Draco wasn't wearing anything under his robes. He must have undressed in the hallway, she thought as another inch of his bare chest was revealed.

"Is that so?" Draco arched his eyebrow at her. He knew how sexy she thought that was. She could only nod and extend her arms to him. He quickly shed his robe and crawled on the bed towards her.

"I love you so much." She wound her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

"I love you too." Draco said softly, warmly, lips gently smiling. Ginny's stomach fluttered. Anyone who thought Draco was cold needed to see him like she saw him. They'd never think Draco was cold again.

Ginny felt curling arousal in her stomach as Draco pressed his body against hers. She slid one hand down his back to his hip. Draco's hands slipped under the negligee and pushed it up over her hips, her breasts and over her head. Draco's mouth followed the reverse path, making skittery paths of desire over her skin. She clutched at his shoulders, gasping, her eyes closed. Then she felt Draco nuzzle her cheek.

"Ginny." Draco hovered just above her, eyes dark with desire.

"Please!" She pleaded, lifting her hips towards his, trying to keep the fantastical feelings from disappearing.

"Did you take an anti-pregnancy potion?" Draco's hand caressed her breast and she arched up into the touch.

"Yes, Healer-in-Training Malfoy, I did. Now, get a move on." Ginny nipped sharply at his shoulder.

"Bossy." Draco murmured affectionately as he kissed her ear.

"You like it." Ginny nuzzled his neck.

"I love it." Draco kissed her softly. "I love you."

"I love you too." Ginny tightened her arms as Draco slid into her. "Oh."

"Merlin…" Draco shuddered. "Ginny, I…"

"You feel so good." Ginny sighed as Draco buried his head in the crook of her neck. She could feel his breath against her skin, coming in quick pants. His long fingers twisted down between their bodies.

"Are you crying?" Ginny asked, as her breathing slowed and her limbs stopped trembling. Draco just nuzzled closer. Ginny raised her hand and brushed her fingers over Draco's jaw which was damp. "Pickle, are you crying?"

She felt a laugh against her skin at the use of the nickname. They'd picked them out after hearing Susan call Harry 'pumpkin' at school. They'd thought it was ridiculous and had only called each other the nicknames around Susan but soon they found themselves using the names when no one else was around.

"Course not." Draco sniffled as he raised his head. "That'd be girly."

"I feel like shouting." Ginny smiled as she brushed her thumb over Draco's wet cheekbone.

"Do you?" Draco brushed away another tear from his cheek. "Apparently I feel like crying."

"It's a happy crying, though, right?" Ginny looked up at him. "I mean…I thought it was wonderful."

"It was amazing, turnip." Draco leaned down and kissed her. "Never felt like that when I wanked off and thought about you."

"Good to know." Ginny laughed as Draco settled himself against her side. He trailed fingers down to Ginny's belly, drawing giggles from her as he found her ticklish spots. "And you're a cuddler, that's nice."

"It's girly." Draco murmured into her hair as his arm tightened around her waist.

"I think you've just effectively proven that you're not a girl," Ginny teased, "And I like cuddling. Do you think everyone will be able to tell the next time they see us?"

"Merlin, I hope not."

"I bet Hermione will notice something. You remember she and Ron are getting married weekend after next, don't you?"

"Yes." Draco said sleepily.

"She and Mum are going bonkers with the wedding preparations. I told them I'd help out so I don't know when we'll be able to get together between now and then."

"I see what you're like now. Using me for sex and then abandoning me for two weeks."

"I'll still respect you in the morning, pickle. And it's only a week and a half."

"Huh."

"I love you." Ginny shifted in Draco's arms and kissed his nose. "How long do you want to cuddle? Because I was thinking…we could have another go." Ginny slid her hand down to Draco's hip, rubbing the cool skin.

"I could be done with cuddling now." Draco shrugged nonchalantly while a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, you could, could you?" Ginny grinned. "Brilliant."