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Hey, this is a three part story about Ginny and Draco, it's a re-post. Please read and review!
Kristin
Part One: The Closet
"Shit shit shit shit shit!" Ginny Weasly said under her breath as she ran down a dark corridor. She had been in the library studying late and now she had to make it back to the Gryffindor common room before Filch found her. Mrs. Norris had passed her a few feet back and Ginny knew Filch couldn't be far behind. She ran to the closest door and threw it open. It happened to be a broom cupboard, but Ginny didn't care. As soon as she was in she bolted the door. She let out a long sigh and slid down the door, falling into a sitting position on the floor.
"Who's there?" A familiar voice drawled.
Ginny groaned inwardly and said, "Ginny Weasly."
"Weasel! What are you doing in here?" The deep voice demanded.
"I could ask the same of you Ferret!" The red head retorted.
"I asked first." Draco Malfoy said as he lit his wand so he could see her.
"Well I asked second and two is more than one so you have to tell me first." Ginny said quickly. Growing up with six brothers had taught Ginny to have some great comebacks. You had to be strong in a household of boys, all older than you.
Draco huffed and said, "I'm hiding from Pansy."
"Parkinson?" Ginny asked surprised.
"Do you know any other Pansy's at the school?" Draco asked irritably.
"You don't have to be so nasty to me I was just asking. Why are you hiding from Pansy?" Ginny asked with interest.
"None of your business, now why are you here?"
"I'm hiding from Filch. He won't be looking for me anymore so I'll be going. Good luck with the hiding." Ginny said as she tried to open the door. "Damn it! It's locked!" Ginny said in frustration.
"Oh is the littlest Weasel weak? Let ME show you how it's done." Draco stood up and walked two feet to the door and tried the handle. It didn't turn.
"See I told you it's stuck." Ginny said with a triumphant smirk.
Draco was franticly trying to open the door, kicking and turning the knob.
"Well Little Weasel, it seems you've forgotten that we're wizards, that's what happens when you spend too much time with nasty mudblood's like Granger."
"Do not talk about Hermionie in that way!" Ginny snarled, before smacking Draco across the face.
"Damn Weasly that hurt!"
"It was supposed to." She said in a serious tone. "Open the door so I can get out Malfoy."
"Alohamora" Draco said, nothing happened.
"Stand back and see how it's done." Ginny said impatiently. "Alohamora" she repeated. Nothing happened.
"See Weasly we're stuck in here."
"We can't be!" Ginny said desperately, her eyes scanning the closet for another means of escape.
"Face it Littlest Weasly, we're stuck in a closet!" Draco said in exasperation. He ran his hands through his hair, leaving his bangs standing up at odd angels.
Ginny let out a frustrated sigh and sat down as far away from Draco as she could, hands on her face, muttering to herself about how she always had the worst luck.
Draco sighed too and sat on the other side of the closet. He wasn't thrilled to be locked in a closet with anyone, but he was happy that he was stuck in the closet with one of Hogwarts prettiest witches; even if she was a Weasly.
After ten minutes of silence, Draco couldn't take it anymore.
"Weasly, it doesn't seem like we're getting out of here any time soon so how about we try getting along?" Draco asked. He had to push all of his Malfoy pride to the side when asking this question.
"Why?" Ginny asked suspiciously.
"Because I'm bored, plus don't you think it would piss your brother off if he knew we had a civilized conversation?" Draco asked.
"Why would I want to piss my brother off?" Ginny asked coolly.
"I don't know he just seems over protective of you, and anyway, do you know how hard it was for me to ask you to get along?" Draco asked starting to get annoyed.
"Alright Malfoy, we'll get along for now, but when we're out of the closet our 'relationship' is back to normal. Now how did you know I wanted to piss Ron off?" Ginny asked.
"I heard the two of you arguing about weather or not you should date Seamus Finnegan before the quidditch match." Draco said truthfully. "You seemed pretty mad at him."
"Yeah, I was. He thinks that I'm still a little girl who can't look after herself. He should know I can hold my own! I mean he was there when I preformed the bat boogey hex on you!" Ginny said with excitement.
"Yeah I try not to think about that." Draco said with a small smile.
Ginny laughed. "Sorry about that but I was really mad, I've got a pretty bad temper when I'm angry." Ginny said apologetically.
"Hey don't worry about it I've heard all red heads have terrible tempers." Draco said with a real smile.
"You know, you're not so bad when you're not trying to act all deatheatery." Ginny said truthfully.
"Thanks, I guess." Draco said. "You do know that I'd never become a deatheater, right?" He asked with concern.
"Well now I do." Ginny said with a smile. "How come?" She asked.
"I don't know, I guess I don't want to be the man my father is. My father has always had a strong influence on me; I always wanted to be just like him. Then he went to Azkaban, and I just thought to myself, I don't want to be like that, I don't want to murder innocent people, hell I can barely squash a bug without feeling guilty!" Draco stated.
"I know how you feel, I'm the first female born to the Weasly's in over a hundred years or something. Apparently I'm supposed to be this amazing person when I get older. I'm supposed to be really powerful and have a load of kids, but what if I don't? I don't want to have a huge family like mine, I mean sure it's never dull, but I only want like three or four kids. Everyone expects me to have like ten and I will NOT put myself through ten pregnancy's can you imagine the stretch marks that'll leave?" Ginny asked.
"I guess you do understand, and Ginny, you already are very powerful. I bet if we dueled you'd beat me." Draco said truthfully.
"I don't know I'm really nothing special." Ginny said, still unconvinced.
Draco walked over to where Ginny was and sat down right in front of her. He reached his hands out and took her face in his hands, and stared into her dark blue eyes.
"You are special, and don't ever forget it. It doesn't matter if you don't do great things nor have ten kids. It doesn't matter if you don't live up to your family's expectations, because you are a brilliant witch and a beautiful one for that matter." Draco finished, still not letting go of her face.
Ginny's blue orbs filled with tears. The salty substance trickled down her cheeks and onto Draco's hands. He leant in and captured her lips with his own. She didn't push him away; in fact she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back.
Draco moved them so that Ginny was lying on the ground, he on top of her. They didn't break their kisses until both had run out of breath a good ten minutes later. The two lay panting. Both of their lips swollen, eyes lust filled.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have taken advantage of you like that." Draco said starting to get up.
Ginny grabbed his back and said, "It's just as much my fault as yours. I would have told you to stop if I wanted you to."
"Ginny, I don't want you to be a quick snog, I want you to be my girlfriend." Draco said.
"Okay that's great, but we'll have to keep it secret, if you think I have a bad temper wait 'till you see all the Weasly's angry together!" Ginny said.
"Okay." Draco said, once again capturing her lips in his own.
Draco slipped his hands under Ginny's shirt, feeling his way up until he touched one of her mediums sized breasts. They were neither too small nor too big. He decided she must be around a size B or C.
Ginny gasped in surprise. Her nipples were getting hard just from his touch. She groaned into his mouth.
"Mmm more Draco." Ginny's throaty moans aroused Draco, and he felt his cock twitch in his pants.
Ginny ran her hands along Draco's chiseled chest, having discarded his shirt moments before. He gasped when her fingers scratched at his erect nipples. The two continued kissing and touching one another for a long time.
The two broke apart, both panting for breath.
"Ginny Weasly you are one of the best kissers Hogwarts has to offer!" Draco complimented.
"You're not too bad yourself." Ginny said with a smirk."
"It's 3:30 AM!" Draco exclaimed after looking at his watch.
"Wow, we've been stuck here for a long time, what if we never get out?" Ginny asked, a little worried.
"Well then we won't have to deal with people telling us our relationship is wrong. Plus is it really so bad staying in here with me?" Draco asked with a pout.
"No, but I do want to sleep, plus we have classes, and you're head boy, what will people say if you're found in a closet with me?" Ginny asked.
"Who cares what they say! I'll tell them that I just snogged the best girl in the world." Draco exclaimed in a carefree manner.
"Yeah well I still need a good nights sleep, I just wish the door would open!"
As if on cue the door swung open.
"I can't believe that all we had to do was wish for the door to open and we would have been let out!" Draco said clearly annoyed at the cupboard.
"Well look on the bright side, we talked and snogged, and now we're going to have a secret relationship! I think everything worked out fine." Ginny said with a smile.
"Yeah you're right. Well you better get to bed before I decide to dock points from you for staying out past curfew." Draco joked.
"Oh you're one to talk 'Mr. Head boy who just snogged me senseless in the dead of night in a closet!'" Ginny shot back good with good humor.
"You win. But we should go to bed it's late."
"Or early." Ginny retorted.
"Or early." Draco agreed. "In any case, we should go to bed."
He leaned towards he and placed a soft kiss on her lips before heading towards the Heads common room. Ginny turned the other way and walked towards the Gryffindor common room, thinking about her night, and Draco.
A/N: I have the other two parts written, I'll have them up as soon as I get some reviews!