Hi, everyone, long time no see I know, well from this chapter
onwards there is going to be a lot of the much publicised
passion. But there is going to be nothing too much, ahem not
above PG 13. I gathered from your comments that a lot of you
liked the last chap. I'm happy. ^-^
A: if u r scandalized, then I can't help it, I seriously can't. but I don't think it's that bad.
Chapter 4
He was sweating miserably. It was a lousy day and to top it all his quidditch practice was even worse, with everyone nearly falling off their brooms half asleep. It did not help that he had had to share the pitch with the Hufflepuffs.
He stomped towards the dungeons, thinking of Ginny who would surely be waiting for him. He was over 15 minutes late. He ran down the last few steps, and pushed open the dungeon door only to be greeted with the sight of Ginny and Mark playing the fool.
His arm was around her waist while she was gazing up into his eyes and laughing at something he had obviously said.
' Get out Mark' he said coldly without so much as a glance at him, all the while staring straight at Ginny.
The laughter ceased abruptly, and Ginny stared at him in shocked confusion.
Mark tried to stand up to him and said boldly, ' Look here pal, don't think you can waltz in here 15 minutes late without so much as a by leave.....'
Draco was furious. The only thing betraying his emotion, was the facial muscle ticking in his jaw.
' And if you don't want to be late for your bed time, I suggest you leave about' he glanced at his watch ' now!' There was no way in hell he was going to tolerate this sixth year's cheekiness.
' It's okay Mark, you can leave I'll be all right' said Ginny quietly.
Mark gave her a worried look, and then left, the door creaking shut after him.
As soon as the door shut, Ginny rounded at him in rage, ' Just what the hell was all that about?'
He was equally angry. He folded his arms over his chest and snapped ' You tell me, you were the one who was having a flirting session when you were supposed to be studying.'
She gasped. She could'nt believe what she had just heard. How dare he!
' How dare you accuse me of being a flirt when you are so busy every minute trying to be the hottest male in Hogwarts.'
' True' he inserted smoothly, ' but I don't prove my masculinity when I'm supposed to teach you potions.'
He walked towards her, ' And I don't care whose bed you crawl into, but I will not entertain your orgy of men, when you are supposed to be doing something more productive, with your hands' and his eyes flicked over her deliberately ' than you usually do.'
Before she could stop herself she raised her hand and her palm cracked across his cheek, leaving an angry red mark.
He gave an angry snarl, and grabbed her in a vice like grip with one hand while he grabbed her hair with his other. He crushed his lips to hers, bruising their softness with his roughness. He was past caring, he didn't give a damn. All he wanted at this moment desperately was to ravage her, as his tongue pushed through her mouth demanding hotly.
She was so caught up in his sensual warmth, that her hands clasped his neck of her own voliation. She began to thread her hands through his hair and whimperd and moaned in response to his hot seduction. She arched her back over the table while he carressed her thigh, and she could'nt help herself from winding it around his hip. His robe was discarded on the floor and she could soon feel hers slipping off.
He slipped his hand beneath her shirt, and the touch of his warm hand on her cool skin, made her shudder and she gave a feverish moan which was answered by a low gutteral one of his own. She traced the hard contours of his body, marvelling at it's rigidity and smoothness. She was now sitting on the table, as his mouth roamed hotly over her neck, occasionally nibbling and biting.
But he was demanding too much and too soon, and she was simply not ready for it and she pulled back shakily.
She moved away from him, and said, ' Stop it, stay away from me' her chest heaving.
He gave a disbelieving laugh. ' Oh come on Weasley, don't expect me to believe that you've never done it before. You can drop the enraged virgin act.'
Only when she gave a sob of frustration and hurt, did he realise the enormity of his words. She was in fact a virgin!
' Ginny I'm sorry I did'nt mean to.....' but even as he was speaking she ran out of the dungeons, leaving her robe and books behind.
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The next morning Ginny's robes and books were sent to her house common room through a house elf, and she took it and mechanically thanked her. No matter how much she tried she could not get him out of her mind. And she could not deny that she had enjoyed the passionate encounter in his arms. And that was what scared her.
The whole common room was in a ditzy. There was supposed to a be a sort of informal sports day, copying the muggle tradition, only this was supposed to be more fun. There seemed to be no point in her staying back all alone and moping, and she decided to join everyone else and sign up for one of the games.
She signed up for the Three Legged Race, a muggle game which was required to be played with a partner. Minutes before the race was to commence Madame Hooch blew her whistle and announced that people begin to pair up, and as Ginny looked around she was left with the shocked realization that she would have to pair up with none other than Draco as he and she were the only ones left.
' Come on Weasley, I don't have all day' he barked impatiently.
So it was back to Weasley again. Yesterday when he had called her Ginny for the first time, she thought that maybe he actually was feeling different towards her. She must have been crazy. She bent down and tied her right foot and his left foot together, and as she tried to stand up she stumbled awkwardly, only to be steadied by Draco's very strong but sure hands.
As the whistle blew, both of them moved at the same time, and Draco being taller than her and more stronger ended up pulling her, and he gazed at her with barely concealed irritation as she steadied herself. By this time the other couples had already gotten a head start. Their movements were very unco-ordinated and Ginny had to literally hop behind him to keep up with him.
Her relatively short stature did not help either, and although she knew they were not going to win, she did not want to finish last. As the final whistle was blown, she tripped and fell painfully over her ankle as it twisted beneath her and she could not suppress the cry of pain that escaped her.
Draco stopped and looked at her, his face inscrutable. He sighed as the tears of pain streamed down her face. Without hesitating, he removed the rope binding their feet and picked her up in his arms and began to walk in the opposite direction.
That's it, I'm now sleepy. Although I've not read the 5th book, I'm aware that Ginny goes around with someone else and that Draco expresses his wish to become a death eater, I know she's seeker, but since I started this fic, way before the book came out I'm not going to change my story line. Besides I'm sure you'll prefer my portrayal of Draco rather than Rowling's.
Please review and let me know what you think of it. I worked quite hard on this chapter and I hope you'll like it. I'm not sure when the next update will be, but I'll try to make it quick. If you leave your email id I will let you know when I update this fic.
A: if u r scandalized, then I can't help it, I seriously can't. but I don't think it's that bad.
Chapter 4
He was sweating miserably. It was a lousy day and to top it all his quidditch practice was even worse, with everyone nearly falling off their brooms half asleep. It did not help that he had had to share the pitch with the Hufflepuffs.
He stomped towards the dungeons, thinking of Ginny who would surely be waiting for him. He was over 15 minutes late. He ran down the last few steps, and pushed open the dungeon door only to be greeted with the sight of Ginny and Mark playing the fool.
His arm was around her waist while she was gazing up into his eyes and laughing at something he had obviously said.
' Get out Mark' he said coldly without so much as a glance at him, all the while staring straight at Ginny.
The laughter ceased abruptly, and Ginny stared at him in shocked confusion.
Mark tried to stand up to him and said boldly, ' Look here pal, don't think you can waltz in here 15 minutes late without so much as a by leave.....'
Draco was furious. The only thing betraying his emotion, was the facial muscle ticking in his jaw.
' And if you don't want to be late for your bed time, I suggest you leave about' he glanced at his watch ' now!' There was no way in hell he was going to tolerate this sixth year's cheekiness.
' It's okay Mark, you can leave I'll be all right' said Ginny quietly.
Mark gave her a worried look, and then left, the door creaking shut after him.
As soon as the door shut, Ginny rounded at him in rage, ' Just what the hell was all that about?'
He was equally angry. He folded his arms over his chest and snapped ' You tell me, you were the one who was having a flirting session when you were supposed to be studying.'
She gasped. She could'nt believe what she had just heard. How dare he!
' How dare you accuse me of being a flirt when you are so busy every minute trying to be the hottest male in Hogwarts.'
' True' he inserted smoothly, ' but I don't prove my masculinity when I'm supposed to teach you potions.'
He walked towards her, ' And I don't care whose bed you crawl into, but I will not entertain your orgy of men, when you are supposed to be doing something more productive, with your hands' and his eyes flicked over her deliberately ' than you usually do.'
Before she could stop herself she raised her hand and her palm cracked across his cheek, leaving an angry red mark.
He gave an angry snarl, and grabbed her in a vice like grip with one hand while he grabbed her hair with his other. He crushed his lips to hers, bruising their softness with his roughness. He was past caring, he didn't give a damn. All he wanted at this moment desperately was to ravage her, as his tongue pushed through her mouth demanding hotly.
She was so caught up in his sensual warmth, that her hands clasped his neck of her own voliation. She began to thread her hands through his hair and whimperd and moaned in response to his hot seduction. She arched her back over the table while he carressed her thigh, and she could'nt help herself from winding it around his hip. His robe was discarded on the floor and she could soon feel hers slipping off.
He slipped his hand beneath her shirt, and the touch of his warm hand on her cool skin, made her shudder and she gave a feverish moan which was answered by a low gutteral one of his own. She traced the hard contours of his body, marvelling at it's rigidity and smoothness. She was now sitting on the table, as his mouth roamed hotly over her neck, occasionally nibbling and biting.
But he was demanding too much and too soon, and she was simply not ready for it and she pulled back shakily.
She moved away from him, and said, ' Stop it, stay away from me' her chest heaving.
He gave a disbelieving laugh. ' Oh come on Weasley, don't expect me to believe that you've never done it before. You can drop the enraged virgin act.'
Only when she gave a sob of frustration and hurt, did he realise the enormity of his words. She was in fact a virgin!
' Ginny I'm sorry I did'nt mean to.....' but even as he was speaking she ran out of the dungeons, leaving her robe and books behind.
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The next morning Ginny's robes and books were sent to her house common room through a house elf, and she took it and mechanically thanked her. No matter how much she tried she could not get him out of her mind. And she could not deny that she had enjoyed the passionate encounter in his arms. And that was what scared her.
The whole common room was in a ditzy. There was supposed to a be a sort of informal sports day, copying the muggle tradition, only this was supposed to be more fun. There seemed to be no point in her staying back all alone and moping, and she decided to join everyone else and sign up for one of the games.
She signed up for the Three Legged Race, a muggle game which was required to be played with a partner. Minutes before the race was to commence Madame Hooch blew her whistle and announced that people begin to pair up, and as Ginny looked around she was left with the shocked realization that she would have to pair up with none other than Draco as he and she were the only ones left.
' Come on Weasley, I don't have all day' he barked impatiently.
So it was back to Weasley again. Yesterday when he had called her Ginny for the first time, she thought that maybe he actually was feeling different towards her. She must have been crazy. She bent down and tied her right foot and his left foot together, and as she tried to stand up she stumbled awkwardly, only to be steadied by Draco's very strong but sure hands.
As the whistle blew, both of them moved at the same time, and Draco being taller than her and more stronger ended up pulling her, and he gazed at her with barely concealed irritation as she steadied herself. By this time the other couples had already gotten a head start. Their movements were very unco-ordinated and Ginny had to literally hop behind him to keep up with him.
Her relatively short stature did not help either, and although she knew they were not going to win, she did not want to finish last. As the final whistle was blown, she tripped and fell painfully over her ankle as it twisted beneath her and she could not suppress the cry of pain that escaped her.
Draco stopped and looked at her, his face inscrutable. He sighed as the tears of pain streamed down her face. Without hesitating, he removed the rope binding their feet and picked her up in his arms and began to walk in the opposite direction.
That's it, I'm now sleepy. Although I've not read the 5th book, I'm aware that Ginny goes around with someone else and that Draco expresses his wish to become a death eater, I know she's seeker, but since I started this fic, way before the book came out I'm not going to change my story line. Besides I'm sure you'll prefer my portrayal of Draco rather than Rowling's.
Please review and let me know what you think of it. I worked quite hard on this chapter and I hope you'll like it. I'm not sure when the next update will be, but I'll try to make it quick. If you leave your email id I will let you know when I update this fic.