Chapter 7
a/n: well another week's come and gone, so here's your next chapter.... Sorry about spelling/grammar....
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Last time:
"I'll wait until you fall asleep," he told her, covering her with a blanket and crawling in the bed beside her. "How was your day?"
She told him about everything except waking up beside Draco. "What do you think Snape meant?"
"I don't know. I'll ask around and see if anyone knows anything."
"Okay," she said with a yawn. "Good night," she snuggled up closer to him.
He waited until her breath was even before slipping away into the darkness.
Now:
Ginevera woke a little before dawn when Brandon returned to the bed. "Good morning." She said sleepily.
"Morning," Brandon replied. He took off his now blood stained shirt and lay down beside her with his arms around her.
"Brandon, did you find out anything about why Snape wants me to be friends with them?"
Brandon watched Ginevera as she turned to face him and said, "I don't know enough to come to any conclusions yet; if you could bring them by tomorrow night, maybe I'll have more then."
"You mean bring them here?"
"Yes." Brandon said.
Outside the first rays of sunshine were filtering through the trees, but it could not be seen from inside Brandon's lair.
"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow night then?" Gin said as she gathered the gifts she had received last night.
Brandon nodded his head yes. "Don't forget to bring them along too."
Making no sign she'd heard him, Gin left and walked back to Hogwarts.
She had just enough time to put away her gifts in a newly transfigured in-table, get a shower, grab a biscuit, and be five minutes late to Transfiguration.
"Seeing as today is your first day back to my class, I will excuse your tardiness today; do not think such privileges will be extended to you in the future." McGonagall said as Ginevera took her seat next to Colin.
They were given the first hour to review last year's material with their partners, so naturally that meant Gin and Colin spent most of the time talking.
"So, how'd things go with Brandon?" Colin asked.
"How'd you know I was there?" She asked.
"I stopped by your room last night while I was on my Perfect rounds; when you weren't there, I figured you would be with Brandon or Malfoy and Zabini."
"Why Malfoy and Zabini?" she was slightly shocked her best friend would think she was with Slytherins late at night (even though that's were she'd be tomorrow night).
"Rumors of your little picnic by the lake have been spread; Ron was a lovely shade of red this morning when he heard." Colin told her.
"Why can't anyone in this bloody school mind their own business?" she muttered.
McGonagall called her to her desk right before the bell rang.
"Bye Colin," she whispered heading to the teacher's desk. "Yes ma'am?"
"I'm sure you remember the circumstances I found you and Mr. Malfoy in on the train?" Ginevera blushed slightly and nodded her head.
"There wasn't anything going on," she tried to assure her teacher.
"If there was nothing going on, then he would not have continued to, ah, touch you in such a manner in my presence." Gin tried to cut in, but McGonagall wouldn't let her. "You will both be serving detention for me tonight, and I do not want to see anymore, uh, public displays of affection."
To shocked at her teacher's assumption of her and Malfoy's affection, Ginevera decided not to say anything as she gathered her stuff and left.
It wasn't until lunch that she saw Colin again; unfortunately, that meant seeing Ron too.
"Gin, tell everyone that you weren't at the lake with Zabini and Malfoy yesterday so we can get over this nonsense." He said when she walked up.
Gin stared at Ron blankly, "Well, uh, actually I was."
"What the bloody hell were you doing with that Slytherin scum?!" Ron demanded loud enough for the rest of the Great Hall to hear.
Draco noticed the commotion first, and walked over to where Ginevera sat.
"Why does it matter?" Ginevera asked, unfortunately; Ron was listening for he was to glaring at the person standing behind her.
"Ginevera is perfectly capable of taking care of herself." Draco told Ron.
"I'm perfectly capable of defending myself too," She said before storming off.
What the Hell? I was just trying to help her. Draco thought, following after her.
What did he think he was doing? I had it all under control, but then he had to come up behind me and start mouthing off to my brother. Gin made her way back to the deserted corridor leading to her room.
Shivers ran down her spine as a cold hand touched her elbow. She spun around to find a very annoyed Draco standing in front of her. "What?"
"What is your problem?" he began. "I was only trying to help you."
"Sure and making my brother mad was only a bonus."
He began to say yes, and then realized it probably wasn't the smartest thing to do. "What's wrong with helping you?"
"I am not a little girl who needs help to cross the street, and I certainly don't need your help with my brother." With that she disappeared into her room and the portrait closed behind her.
Draco stared at the portrait until he recognized the pattern and touched the blue bolt, saying, "Blood." He walked in just as she was putting on a tight black shirt.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?!!" she screeched as he stood there smirking. Oh Merlin, please tell me he didn't see anything.
"Black silk and red ribbons?" he said simply, the small smirk growing.
"What's it to you?" she asked, utterly mortified at the thought that the Slytherin Sex God had seen her bra and her in it.
"Just tell me, do the knickers match?" his smirk was now a wicked grin.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" she said, grabbing her discarded school robes.
Without thinking, Draco walked over to her and rested a hand on her hip. "Yes," he whispered quietly.
Ginevera stood stunned as his warm breath ran over her cheek. "I need to get to class." She said, trying to step around him.
Draco wrapped an arm around her waist and held her back to him. "Why don't you want me to help you?" he whispered in her ear.
"I-I just don't like relying on others; I can watch after myself."
"Which I believe is what I told your brother." Draco said.
Swallowing as his grip tightened a little and his breath caressed her skin, she pulled away. "I really have to go to Healing; I'll see you in detention tonight."
She slipped out of the portrait not realizing she had just left him alone in her room.
Draco looked around; everything looked a lot like it had yesterday, except there was a new in-table by her bed. I shouldn't go through it, I really shouldn't, but I want to. Always being one to get what he wanted, Draco opened the drawer. The first thing he noticed was the black gem bracelet. Looks like her little vampire boyfriend has been getting her gifts. Jealously bubbled up in him. What am I doing? Why do I care what some vampire gave her? Draco left to find Blaise- he needed to talk or pound the crap out of something, and he was sure Blaise could help.
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