A/N - Warning, adult stuff... etc etc.

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Chapter 16

By bedtime, Darien was just getting wound up. His shoulder was feeling much better, and he'd been given a strengthening potion... it appeared to be working even better than they had hoped. In fact, Madam Pomfrey was getting a bit frazzled trying to keep him in bed.

"Oh I give up!" Pomfrey said in exasperation as she turned from folding the fresh linens and saw him half way across the room once again. She shook her head, but couldn't quite hide the little smirk that tugged on the side of her mouth. It was like trying to keep an impetuous three year old in bed. She looked over at Ginny. "Well, I'm turning in for the night. You can fetch me if it's medically necessary, but otherwise it's time for you to earn your keep young lady. I expect him to get some rest. See to it. He's your problem now!"

"I'll do my best." Ginny said with a smirk.

Pomfrey nodded and left, still shaking her head.

Ginny looked over at Darien, who was examining a shelf of healing potions. "You're not supposed to be out of bed." She reprimanded him with a smirk.

He grinned back at her. "I don't suppose she'd be too happy if I slipped out for a little spin around the Forbidden Forest...?" He asked with an impish grin.

She laughed. He was incorrigible! Not to mention she had never seen such an expression on Draco's face before. It was absolutely adorable! "I think not. She's probably got the whole place spelled to tell her if you try to leave.

He sighed. "Probably." He walked over to the window and looked out at the moonlit grounds. He pressed his hand against the glass longingly. "You think he'll let me have a flight sometime when we're better?"

She blinked in surprise. "Don't you experience the flights he takes?"

He sighed, looking back at her. "In a way... but there's a big difference between watching it and actually being the one doing the flying and feeling the wind rushing past..." He closed his eyes, trying to remember the feel.

She smiled at the wistful longing in his voice. "I think he'll let you..."

He looked over at her skeptically. "Really?

"I'll talk him into it if I have to." She said with a smirk.

He grinned. "I have no doubt you could."

She peered over at him for a long moment, the smirk slipping from her lips, replaced by a thoughtful, introspective look. After a few minutes, she broke the silence that had stretched between them. "Um... which one of you..." She broke off, blushing. "Um... likes me?" she said quickly changing the obvious real question she had wanted to ask.

He gave her a little smile. "We both... 'like' you very much. If you want to know which one you bedded... well... that would be both of us as well I guess... I mean we do share the body..." He said, looking adorably embarrassed.

She blushed bright red. "So... you...?"

"Indirectly, yes." he said, his cheeks a definite shade of pink.

She looked at him thoughtfully. "This is the first time you've experienced anything first hand since you died, isn't it?"

He nodded, looking relieved at the change of subject. He reached up and picked up one of the cool, smooth glass flasks from a nearby shelf. He turned it over in his hands, feeling its weight and solidity. He set it back on the shelf, running his fingers over the stone of the wall. It had been so long since he'd felt anything solid...

"You should really get back to bed."

He sighed, glancing back over at her. He froze, staring at her as she dropped her undershirt onto the floor with the rest of her clothing. She grinned at him mischievously and pulled back the covers invitingly.

He crossed the room to her, then stood there, staring at her body, mesmerized. "I... I'm not quite as... experienced as Draco..." He said, blushing again (yet another thing that Draco didn't do often).

"But... I mean you HAVE...?" Ginny asked, surprised by the unexpected timidness.

The blush deepened. "Yes..." He admitted, dropping his eyes, obviously embarrassed.

"Why is that so bad?" She asked curiously.

"Well... things have changed a lot since... well, my time... back then... to have relations before marriage..." He trailed off, staring intently at the floor.

"Oh..." Ginny said, then bit her lip. "We don't have to... I just thought..."

"No... I... um... I mean..." He sighed, pulling his thoughts together. "I would like to. Very much. In fact there's nothing in this world I'd like more... but... I just... I mean I saw how much pleasure Draco gave you and... to be honest, I'm sure I'm no competition..." He said, looking thoroughly abashed.

A wide grin spread over her face. "This isn't a competition, Darien." She said, stepping forward and starting to unbutton the night shirt that they had put on him.

He just stood there and let her undress him. She let the night shirt slide to the floor and reached out, touching him. He trembled, then began touching her. His touch was timid and obviously inexperienced, but eager. When he kissed her, it was sweet and almost chaste. She couldn't help but smile. She doubted Draco had ever kissed like that.

After a few minutes of kissing and touching, it became readily apparent to Ginny that she was going to have to take the upper hand in this situation. She slowly guided him over closer to the bed. She broke away, grabbing the large pillow and putting it against the metal railing at the head of the bed. She then patted the bed in front of it. "Sit." She said with a mischievous grin.

He looked between her and the bed, looking a bit puzzled, but complied, sitting in front of the pillow covered railing.

Ginny crawled up, smirking. Draco was amazing in the sack, there was no refuting that, but he had always been the one in control... She reached up and pushed Darien back against the pillow with one finger on his chest, then straddled him. She gave him a wicked grin as she pressed her body against him, making him groan. She was definitely getting to like this whole being in charge thing...

She kissed him and this time he got a bit more adventurous. She smiled against his lips as his tongue tentatively brushed her lips. She opened her mouth encouragingly, touching tongues with him lightly. He shivered, then deepened the kiss, quickly losing his hesitance. She knew he probably picked this up from watching Draco, but she had to admit he was a VERY fast learner!

She shifted around and felt everything slide into place. His dark eyes sprang open as he broke the kiss, his hands immediately fell to her hips, pressing her down as he pushed up until their hips met. His eyes fluttered shut again as a moan of pure rapture escaped him.

Ginny bit her lip, trying not to cry out. She'd only belatedly realized she hadn't cast a silencing spell. She was quickly figuring out why some of the older girls recommended this position... She wrapped her arms around him as she started moving, their bodies rubbing against eachother in a way that made her head spin. And then he kissed her again and all conscious thought left her. The kiss was so passionate and pure that it overwhelmed her senses.

They both lost all sense of time and place as their bodies clashed. Ginny pressed close to him, enjoying the feel of his body against hers, and the sound of the bed protesting creakily. His ragged breath brushing her neck drove her crazy. His hands were grasping her hips, urging her on as he thrust up into her ardently. She didn't think he would be able to keep it up very long at such a fevered pace, but to her surprise he lasted almost five minutes before she heard a slight rasp in his breath that she knew from her experience with Draco meant that he was about to peak. That thought alone was enough to push her over the edge. She cried out as an incredible shudder ran through her. He suddenly pulled her tight against him, driving up into her as he spent himself with a deep groan.

They held eachother tightly for a moment before his grip on her eased. He sank back against the pillow, just looking at her. Her already flush cheeks got a bit darker as he gazed at her, his dark eyes full of open adoration. After a moment his eyes drifted shut as he continued to try to regain his breath.

Ginny's head was still spinning as her body felt absolutely exhausted from the exertion she'd just put it through. He may not have Draco's experience, but he certainly made up for it with enthusiasm!

She looked at him in surprise as he started chuckling softly. That was certainly unexpected... "What's so funny?" She asked with a smirk.

He slipped his hands up her sides, pulling her closer. "The fact that I can't even keep my hands off you when I'm asleep..." He said with a smirk, blinking his pale eyes open and gazing at her mirthfully.

"Draco!" Ginny cried, wrapping herself around him with relief. "You woke up... we were so worried..."

He chuckled again. "Like I could sleep through THAT!" He murmured, nipping at her neck playfully. "But wake me up first next time... I'd like to be able to at least watch if you're going to molest my body!" he said mischievously.

She pulled back a bit, looking at him with concern, "You're not upset...?" she said tentatively.

He laughed, his arms tightening around her. "Why would I be? By all means feel free to shag him. He could definitely use it! If I have to go walking around with the practically virginal choir boy in my head it's going to absolutely ruin my reputation!" He said with a smirk.

She grinned, "I'll do my best to corrupt him up a bit then." she said, leaning forward and kissing him. The way his tongue expertly invaded her mouth sent a shiver through her.

When the kiss finally ended, she held him tightly once again, the warmth of his body keeping her from shivering as her body temperature quickly dropped in the cool room. "Draco?" She asked quietly, "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure. Anything." He said, kissing her neck.

"When I told Darien what happened, he said he would have taken the hit from the bludger as well... and he said it as if it was just a given that he would... I mean chivalry is one thing, but why are you both so willing to get yourselves hurt for me?"

"Oh... that." He said, then shrugged against her. "It's just a Malfoy trait... they ingrain it in us from birth in my family..."

"What's a Malfoy trait?" Ginny asked mirthfully, "Getting yourselves bludgeoned?"

"No..." He said, resting his head on her shoulder and nuzzling up against her. "Protecting what is ours." he said softly.

She sat there stock still for a long moment, trying to work that through. "Protecting what is yours? And how does that apply to me? I'm not a possession." she said, unsure if she should find this insulting or flattering.

She waited for a reply, but none came. She was about to ask again, when she realized he was asleep. She let out a little amused breath, then shook him lightly. He stirred and lifted his head, the eyes that looked back at her brown once again. "Hmm?" Darien asked a bit groggily.

She just grinned and shook her head. "Let's get dressed before someone wanders in."

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