She looked at herself in the mirror and turned when a soft knock was at the door. "Harry," she said softly.
He gave her a small smile before stepping into the room. "You look lovely," he said before clearing his throat. "Your mum told me that you're going on a date."
She sat down onto the bed. "Close the door, will you?" She asked and he closed the door with a soft click before sitting in a chair near the bed. "I hate him, Harry," she said truthfully. "You know when I slept with him during my sixth year we had nothing. Nothing, I only did it because he noticed me then and that's all that mattered."
"I noticed you," Harry said insistently.
She shook her head. "You had a crush on someone else," Ginny laughed. "I don't even remember her name."
Harry gave her a soft smile, "me neither."
"Well, let me finish. He still has me," she said softly. "He tried to kiss me today when you were out. I nearly let him if it weren't for you coming."
"Kiss you? Why?"
"To prove I'm still the same," she said smiling sadly. "If it weren't for Lillian I'd wish I never had met him."
"Ginny," Harry said. "You can't let Malfoy get to you."
"I know. Bloody hell, I know it's just…I don't know." She said her jaw clenching. "Malfoy's confusing. He's a bloody git. I hate him so damn much but…I don't know."
"You're confusing me, Gin," Harry said. "What don't you know?"
"When I was talking to him in the room of the day-care I thought of something stupid, Harry, absolutely idiotic-"
"Ginny," Harry said sternly.
She sighed. "I thought if I let him or rather gave him a chance we'd be together…as a family."
"You love him." Harry said.
She shook her head although it wasn't a question. "I feel something. Remember Harry, I hate him."
He ran a hand threw his hair. "If you feel something then I think it might still be lust."
She frowned and looked at the clock before sighing. "I have to go."
Harry stood up. "I won't let you go, what if he tries something again?"
"Harry-"
"I'm serious, Gin."
"I am too," she said. She stood up and touched his shoulder gingerly before kissing his cheek. "I'll be fine, I can take of myself now."
Harry eye's softened before sighing, "just…be careful."
She smiled and stepped back. Taking her wand she thought of where she was headed too and popped away. At the last moment Harry had spoken out her name only to regret seeing the smoke she left behind.
-
She cursed her clumsiness as she entered the Malfoy's restaurant called 'Mei Animus.' It meant my soul in Latin. Looking around she saw Malfoy talking to a waiter who nodded urgently before leaving. He turned and smirked, "good to see you came."
Ginny nodded. "Is this place always gloomy?" She asked casting her eyes around the dimly lit room.
"I have a room reserved for us incase any yelling started," he said. "I could make it lighter in there if you wish."
Ginny just nodded mutely, once again before following Malfoy to a room. The room was quaint and had a seat for two. Moving her legs and feet she sat in the seat he pulled out for her and stared out into the window. An ocean view was there with moonlight skimming across the lake.
"It's charmed," he said making her eyes diverted back to him. "You want the room lighter right?"
She nodded and he waved his hand-without a wand making it lighter. "Wand less magic?"
He smiled his eyes glinting under the light, "a Malfoy thing."
"Of course," Ginny said dryly causing his smile to fall.
He snapped his fingers and two house-elves came carry two plates each. Placing it on the table they bowed and left. "I tried to remember what sort of food you liked."
She raised an eyebrow as she picked up a spoon and dipped it into the soup. "You paid attention? How, flattering." She watched as his hands turned into fist and his jaw clenched. "Go on," she said suddenly angry for no reason. "Let it out."
"Let what out?" He said calmly before breathing in deeply.
"Your anger," she said watching as he relaxed.
She drank the soup and sighed. "Beef stew," she said ignoring his comment and taking the pepper off the table before placing it in the soup.
"You'd drink it every time we had dinner with one another," he mused. "Said it calmed your nerves."
She laughed, "I can't believe you'd remember that," she said. "Thought I was just a shag to you."
He smirked. "You'd be surprised on a lot of things."
"Hmm," she said, "I'm sure."
"What's your problem?" He asked his eyes narrowing at her.
She raised an eyebrow. "Problem? I have a problem, now?"
He glared at her. "Yes, you do. All I've been trying to do is make it comfortable for you-"
Ginny stood up and threw the napkin she had on her lap down onto the table making it land into the soup and splatter a bit. "You should have expected this, Malfoy," she said angrily. "After you left you shouldn't expect me to welcome you in open arms!"
He stood up as well causing his chair to fall behind him. "You seemed to be pretty open at the day-care," he sneered.
"Don't start with that-"
"Why, because it's true? I could take you right now and you'd be willing." He said his eyes boring into hers.
Her face reddened with anger and even, maybe, embarrassment. "Willing? Don't think that highly of your self," she said walking to the door and finding it locked. "Open it," she snapped turning.
He shook his head nearing her. Before she could fight him his hands gripped her wrist, hard, enough to make a bruise and placed them above her head. Shoving a leg between hers she heard the seam of her dress rip. "Admit it," he growled into her ear. She fought a shiver as she tried moving away. "Admit it," he said now burying his face into her neck.
She tried moving again but he held her hands even tighter causing her to whimper under the pain. He bit her pulse point and felt it beat faster under his teeth as she closed her eyes for a moment, savoring it.
"Go," she forced out, "away."
His lips skimmed her skin up to her sensitive spot and kissed it. "Admit it," he hissed before kissing it again making her moan before she could stop herself.
He pulled away and kissed up her chin to the corner of her mouth. "Admit it," he repeated before placing his mouth on hers. She did little to fight back as her body responded to his. His grip was gentle now before dropping her hands completely and wrapping them around her. She ran her hands around his neck and pulling him near.
He pulled away making her whimper in protest before kissing down her neck again, "admit it," he said, quietly.
"Yes," she said closing her eyes, "I admit it."
He pulled away and her eyes sprung open. "You-"
He grinned at her. "Haven't you learned?" He drawled. "A Malfoy is always right."
She gritted her teeth, "they're also fools," she said kicking him firmly in the shin before trying the door again. "Bugger," she said as she pulled out her wand and tried opening it.
"Damn it," she heard him curse.
"Serves you right, you bloody git," she snapped. "Open the door!"
He got up from the wall he leaned on and gripped her arm, his grip gentle. "I- I'm sorry," he said before she wrenched her arm away. "I could get you a job," he said closing his eyes, "Fifteen galleons an hour, teaching."
"You expect me to agree, after what you've done?" She asked as she mumbled more incantations to the door. It didn't budge.
"You have to," he said. "Or I'll take this to the ministry and get Lillian under my guardian. No visiting rights at all," he finished. She stopped her eyes watering.
"I hate you," she said closing her eyes as a sob shuddered her body, "you fucking asshole!" She said turning to him. "Using your own damn blood to trick me to work for you?"
He nodded. "Either take it or Lillian's mine."
She swallowed her eyes closing as she leaned on the wall. Tears slipped but she made no movement to wipe them. "I'll take it," she gritted out through her teeth.
"Good," he said. He reached over and took her wrist she started to pull but he gave her a quick look and she stopped. He muttered a spell and the coming bruises faded. Motioning for her other hand he healed it as well. Last, he tapped her dress and the ripped fabric was fixed.
He smirked as his fingers gently touched the spot under her ear. "I'll leave that, for Potter." She glared at him and he muttered another spell letting the door open. She touched the handle. "You could've left Apparating you know. Also, expect an owl soon."
She closed her eyes and nodded before Apparating home.
