By The Lake
a/n: This is my FIRST fanfic so don't be harsh. RR.
I dedicate this to my friends, Gene and Tara
Disclaimers: I do not own Harry Potter.
Ginny Weasley sighed in her seat at the Gryffindor Common room, Monday evening. She has been reading the first paragraph of her Potions book for the past 15 minutes but nothing would sink in.
'oh well,' she thought. 'Might as well go out than die of sheer boredom. I still have 30 minutes before curfew anyway.'
She went back to her dormitory to deposit her book and went out to the common room.
She wandered into the halls before deciding to go the lake.
When she reached the lake, she smiled as she felt the warm breeze hit her skin and began to hum a muggle song that Hermione taught her.
"Fancy meeting you here, Weaslette," a cold voice drawled beside her.
'Merlin, what did I do?' thought Ginny desperately.
"Malfoy, I don't have time for your insults right now so just this once, please drop it," she gritted out irritably.
Malfoy just smirked at her and decided to study her.
'Bloody hell, how did she become this beautiful,' he thought incredulously.
Of course, after 5 years of playing quidditch, Ginny Weasley has an athletic body with curves at the right places. Her hair became darker after the years and she no longer possess a great amount of freckles. Her pale skin is rosy so she does look like a ghost or sick.
'And those red slightly pouted lips,' he thought, absently licking his own lips.
'Hold it, Malfoy. Did you just think that Weasley has nice lips?' the other part of him demanded.
"Malfoy. Really. I know I'm pretty but—"
She never got to finish her sentence because the second she faced him, his lips came crashing to hers in a very hot and demanding kiss.
At first, she stiffened. Not fully comprehending what was happening. Oh gods, this should not be happening. She thought hysterically. When the fact was finally sinking in, she was about to shove him hard in the chest when she felt his hands sliding to her back, fingertips making different patterns. Then, his kiss became gentle and sweat and she began to relax in his arms and slid her small hands around his neck. When Draco's tongue touched hers gently, all coherent thoughts flew out of her mind and the only thing she was aware of is his lips on hers and the pleasure it brought to her and making her whole body want more.
After what seem like hours, they reluctantly broke the kiss for the lack of air but they were still holding each other, gasping for air and forehead touching.
"Wow, Weasley, where the hell did you learn to kiss like that?" asked Draco, still gasping for air.
"Well, what can I say? I'm just natural," said Ginny cockily.
"Oh really?" drawled Draco, still looking at her intently.
"Yes, really," answered Ginny. "Now, we should really get back inside. It's already past curfew."
"Come on now. Where's your sense on adventure?" drawled Draco softly with a hint of amusement in his silver eyes.
She laughed softly and it was the most beautiful sound that he has ever heard.
"I still need to study for my potions test tomorrow," Ginny said regretfully.
"Oh, alright. You go ahead. I'll just stay here in a bit,"
"Okay,"
With one last kiss goodbye, Ginny went back to the castle to her common room.
"Pixies"
Once she entered the common room, she was greeted by two worried faces and one very angry face.
"Ginny! We've been worried sick…"
She wasn't really paying attention to anything her brother said because the feeling of Draco's lips on hers was still therso she just nodded and bid them a quick goodbye and went directly to her bed, not even bothering to change to her pvjamas, and drew the curtains around her.
'this is the best night ever, was the last thought on her mind before she drifted off to sleep with dreams of a pale guy with blonde hair.