Authors Note:
Thankyou to all those who reviewed, your kind words really made my day!
This is the final chapter of this fic as it is really only a one shot split into two chapters.
I hope if you enjoyed this fic you'll go and read some of my others.
I also hope you will read Draigonfire's fics if you have not already done so as I dedicated this fic to her. – If she doesn't like it, then tough –
Ginny ran back up to the Gryffindor common room desperately trying to not whack her head against the stone wall in embarrassment. WHAT had she been thinking asking Draco Malfoy to the ball like that? She had only ever talked to him sparingly before this morning!
"Goooooooooooood" Ginny moaned into her quilt.
Ginny heard the door 'click', so she pulled her face from the pillow and faced a concerned looking roommate. Ginny was silent as she watched her friend sit on the edge of her bed and look at her expectantly.
"Well…" her blonde haired friend began.
Ginny just looked at her blankly.
"Ok Gin. You run up here, scare the fuck out of your prattish brother and his friends to the extent where they demand that I, quote, 'immediately attend to your needs', so god dammit Ginny you'll tell me what's wrong!"
Ginny laughed shortly. "No need to get narky Miranda."
She glared at Ginny, "I was this close," she indicated with her hands, "…to being asked out by Seamus!"
Ginny patted her on the back, "Ah, the Irish don't give up lass, he'll ask you soon enough!"
"THE BALL IS TOMORROW!" Miranda bellowed, her face flushing red.
"Yeah" Ginny begun slowly, "…about that"
"…About that?"
"Yeah, I've decided I don't really feel like going anymore" Ginny answered slowly, wincing as she thought of the expensive silk gown she had bought for the occasion.
Narrowing her eyes Miranda flopped onto Ginny's bed and sighed deeply. "Ok, what happened? Who is it?"
Ginny paused for a moment then explained her day to Miranda, "…and then he just looked at me as if I was crazy! Think about it, a WEASLEY asking a MALFOY out!"
Expecting her friend to be laughing at her Ginny was surprised when she looked thoughtful. "You know Gin, I'd been meaning to mention that – I caught Malfoy staring at you the other day, like, you know, in a lustful way"
Ginny snorted. "Trust me Min, Malfoy does not look at me in anyway that could be considered lustful"
Miranda grinned, "We'll see coz Gin, you're going to that ball!"
Ginny sat in front of her tall mirror glaring at her hair. It was so long, so unruly, and so god damned red.
"Come on Ginny, just put on the damn dress, and let me do your hair and make up!" Parvarti bellowed from the bathroom.
Ginny sighed deeply. She had seen Malfoy at breakfast and as soon as she saw him looking she pretended she didn't notice or care. She could feel his eyes on her all through the meals and it was starting to make her sweat.
Glaring at her hair one last time Ginny slipped on her dress and couldn't stop the grin breaking over her face. She adored her dress if it was some consolation. She usually couldn't afford anything nice, but it was a present for her birthday and it was beautiful. It was pure silk and a soft champagne colour. It made her look elegant but sexy at the same time with a long slit up the leg. She could remember her mum saying 'You'll make all the boys drool' when she had tried it on.
Ginny gazed around the room absently as she let Parvarti attack her hair and face.
"Done!" a triumphant Parvarti exclaimed a good hour later. Ginny looked at herself in the mirror and had to admit that although Parvarti had done a good job Ginny no longer cared too much. She could feel Harry's eyes on her as she made her way through the Gryffindor common room, and although she felt a small flush rise through her she didn't care as much as she should.
That's because there is only one person you want to see you.
Ginny narrowed her eyes at her subconscious. She was being stupid! She barely even knew Draco, there was no way in the world she could have feelings for him.
I may be attracted to him but that's it.
As she walked into the great hall she was immediately glad she had come, it was full of fairy's, sparkling lights and the wafting smells of sweets – kind of like a backyard tea party –
As she caught a few people looking at her Ginny used the time to scan the hall, telling herself she was only trying to find him to see if he looked any good, not because she wanted to talk to him. She focused her eyes on the Slytherin group huddled on the opposite side of the room, and although she could see all his friends, she could not see him anywhere.
Once Ginny realised that Draco was clearly not turning up to the ball Ginny sat down, ignoring all offers for her to dance.
Why didn't he come? Was it because of her…"Of course not!" Ginny openly reprimanded herself. Unless he was still to scarred from her asking him out.
Ginny sighed, she wasn't usually like this. She usually didn't care what others thought of her, she was a wild child, the free one, the one who didn't care – not now though. As she spotted Miranda dancing with Seamus she couldn't help smiling for her friend, she had been a bit of a shit to her.
"Ginny!" a voice barked from beside her.
Ginny rolled her eyes and turned to face her brother. She laughed a bit as she saw what he was wearing. Although the Weasley's now had enough money to not buy second hand robes it didn't mean Ron had good taste.
"Yes, dear brother?" Ginny answered sarcastically.
Ron shot her a look. "Why aren't you dancing? Has nobody asked you, because you know I'll get Harry to dance with if it's that…"
Usually a comment such as this would have angered Ginny to no end, her brother really was an insensitive prat, and although it didn't anger her as much today she still felt the need to defend herself.
"Ronald, if in this world there is someone who would dance with you I can assure you there is someone who would dance with me. So yes, people have asked me, and no, I don't need you to get Harry to dance with me" Ginny replied quickly, stood up and left the hall. There was no point staying in a ball purely to wait for someone who was never going to show.
Chucking her high heels off Ginny let her feet lead her through the forest. In her subconscious Ginny might have realised that Draco would be there, but even so, when she saw him she still froze in shock.
"What are you doing here Malfoy!" Ginny demanded after the flush had left her face.
He turned and glanced up at her, his mouth opening slightly for a moment before he caught himself.
"I should be asking you the same thing Red considering you are the one dressed for the ball"
Ginny paused. Not answering him she looked over his shoulder at the canvas he was painting on. It was a weird sort of painting, not the type she would have expected from him – full of colours and emotion.
"I like it – it's different" Ginny complimented as he noticed her looking.
"I don't." he answered coldly looking away from her.
They sat in silence for a while, Ginny skimming her feet over the cool water, Draco adding finishing touches to his painting with her Witherwings paintbrush. Her Witherwings paintbrush.
"HEY!" Ginny yelled, narrowing her eyes as she recognised her paintbrush, after getting his full attention Ginny snatched the paintbrush, flecks of paint flying everywhere.
"What are you doing using my expensive paintbrush?"
"Painting, I thought that was obvious Red" Draco drawled back, slowly prying it off her.
Ginny edged closer to him missing the odd expression on Draco's face. When she got close enough she pounced at him, snatching it back.
"Nobody invades my space and steals my stuff, especially someone like you!" Ginny hissed back even though her tone was missing any real malice.
"Someone like me?" Draco replied curiously.
Ginny paused, then nodded her head in agreement, "Yes. Someone like you"
Draco stood up abruptly, brushed the grass off his pants and looked at her. When it became clear she was not going to continue he asked, with raised eyebrows, "Well…?"
Ginny looked up at him, she felt threatened when he was so much taller than she was. She stood up to face him. "Well what? You want me to describe all the things that I dislike about you? All the reasons I have for not wanting a rich pompous brat like you stealing the one expensive item I own?" Ginny answered, her face turning red from anger.
Draco subconsciously licked his lips, wondering whether it would be foolish to try and anger her further. Deciding against it, he drawled, "Only expensive item? That dress looks pretty expensive to me"
Ginny flushed. So he had noticed her outfit.
"That's irrelevant! You stole my paintbrush." Ginny continued, her face turning red for a completely different reason.
Then Draco Malfoy reacted the one way Ginny didn't expect. He laughed. He laughed at her so hard that she almost swore that he was crying.
"You…what?" Ginny stammered after he had regained his composure.
"Oh what, you think Slytherins can't laugh then?" Draco snorted, absently brushing his hair off his face.
"No, I mean…"
He continued laughing. "Well you have to admit Red it was pretty ridiculous what we were fighting over when we both know the real reason your so snappy with me"
Ginny felt her stomach drop. "Excuse me!"
"Oh come on…" Draco begun, edging closer to her. "…You wanted to go to the ball with me, and now you're not at the ball. Instead you choose to argue with me, I think it's damn clear what your problem is"
Ginny crossed her arms over her chest. "I think you're a jerk" she replied childishly.
Draco smirked and leaned into her. "I think you may be right" he drawled back, stealing the paintbrush back off her.
"Give that back!" Ginny demanded narrowing her eyes at him.
"No"
"Come on Draco. I want it back"
He smirked and held it above his head. "Then come and get it"
Ginny moved forward and paused for a moment, then thought 'what the hell' and continued. As she reached up to try and grab it Draco wrapped an arm around her waist and roughly pushed her against the cave wall. Ginny went to yelp but his hand against her mouth muffled her voice. Her first reaction was to push him away, but his warm hands distracted her as they held her tightly against him, and his legs rubbing the inside of hers made her mind dizzy. To be quite honest Ginny Weasley felt thoroughly indecent.
"What" Ginny questioned weakly, her stomach fluttering as she looked up into his glittering eyes.
"Did I tell you that you look beautiful tonight Red?" Draco murmured softly. Ginny's face went bright red, but she was awfully pleased with the compliment.
"No" she whispered softly.
He leant in closer, the soft stubble on his chin rubbing against her neck.
"You know Red, I never said no"
Ginny went to reply but found her lips otherwise occupied.
They said first kisses were always the most magical, but Ginny now thought differently.
At first she didn't respond. But his lips were cool against her, and she felt herself melt into him. As she kissed him back rather hungrily at first she felt him smile against her mouth.
And there they stood, two souls, so similar yet so different locked together in their first kiss.
After a moment Ginny pulled back and let her head rest against his chest. They stood together in silence before she looked up at him and smiled cheekily.
"Imagine what my brother will say"
Draco's eyes lit up in glee.
A/NWell that is it. Thankyou to all those who reviewed and thankyou even more to those who will now review, because you will, won't you? I know it's a bit of a short, sappy story but it was meant to be a short one. I have a mainly Draco/Ginny C2 group so if your after some good fics a lot of my favourites are on there.
OH and I am looking for a Beta for my George/Hermione fic 'It wasn't meant to be like that' if you are interested tell me in a review, or similarly, email me.