Well here is Chapter 2. Thanks to our two reviewers: mlovesktowsing and QueenNilya! You're both wonderful! We hope you enjoy!

Chapter Two

Ginny smoothed down her robes and ruffled her hair gently, hoping to look her best for him. Taking in a deep breath she made her way to the room of requirement, her heart skipping beats. As she came upon the door she paced back and forth for a few seconds thinking of Harry.

As she was mid pacing she paused and heard a noise from inside the room, it sounded as if there were people already in there. Surely Harry would have made sure that there would be no one round to disturb them… This confused Ginny slightly causing here to reach for the door handle and step inside the room.

Her eyes widened at the sight of the two bodies moulding together. It then made sense that the noise she heard from outside was moaning. And although she could see two figure's having a go at it, the room was dark and she couldn't decipher who on earth it was in the room.

Ginny was stuck; she didn't know what to do. Should she confront them and tell them she was supposed to be meeting someone here or should she just creep out and wait for Harry outside. She was never any good at making decisions; her Mother had tried continuously to encourage her to be more decisive. Then a second later it was decided for her, she heard the girl moan "Harry! Yes, Harry, yes!"

The instant Ginny heard Harry's name her heart felt like breaking into a thousand pieces. "What is going on here?" Ginny yelled, her mind reeling like crazy. Her pale face had turned a deep shade of red, dark enough to match her hair and her eyes gleamed with a look to kill.

"What…?" Ginny heard Harry murmur through the dark. "Who's there?" He said, this time with a hint of anger in his voice. "I told people to stay out of here tonight, so bugger off!"

Ginny was flustered, she didn't know what to do, this had all been a terrible mistake and she felt awful. She stood there wondering and slowly began to walk backwards towards the door to escape. However, the girl then began to talk.

"Ginny, is that you?" the girl asked. Ginny was in too much shock to answer, but she'd know that voice anywhere. It was Hermione. Without another word, Ginny raced from the room, tears beginning to fall from her eyes. She was running so fast she didn't see the figure approaching her until she was knocked backwards.

"Fuck!" Ginny muttered as she landed on her back, her eyes closed with pain.

"Well, well, I never thought I'd see the day that little Weasley offered herself to me, tut, tut, what would big brother say?"

Ginny would recognise that drawl anywhere, there was no way to mistake it. "Piss off Malfoy."

"Now, now Weasley, hold your tongue. Before someone holds it for you," Draco sneered, part of his fringe falling into his eyes as he stared at her. "Now tell me, why is a little Weasley such as your self, crying and running at this time of night. Who would it be you're running from?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Ginny got up slowly and brushed her robes.

"It doesn't concern you Malfoy," she snapped. Ginny tried to move to the side to get round Malfoy to prevent herself from being part of his company for any longer. Although, Malfoy being Malfoy moved with her barring her way.

"That's a bit rude, don't you think Weasley? Didn't your Mother teach you to be polite and answer people's questions?"

"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to speak to ladies in such a manner?" she retorted, smiling as a vicious look fell into place.

"Don't you ever talk about my mother again Weasley," he slithered dryly.

"And don't you talk of mine," she said. It was then that they both heard footsteps approaching them. Ginny tried to remain calm as the resounding footsteps got closer and closer. She didn't care if it was a teacher but if either Harry or Hermione or both arrived Ginny knew she would break down. Ginny turned her head back to Malfoy, seeing he was occupied with the noise swept past him with an air of defiance. As she thought she was making progress, she felt an arm grab her and pull her into the nearest room.

"Argh, let go of me," she said, struggling for the tight grip to loosen on her arm. She didn't want to look at the face of the person before her, she was to scared it would be Harry.

"Look at me," he said, his deep voice whispering into her ear. It let cold waves of fear wash down her spine. She turned to look at him reluctantly.

His hand was holding her so tightly she could feel a bruise beginning to form as he pressed harder and harder. Then Ginny slowly lifted her head so that her brown eyes met with his steel grey ones as they tried to read her deepest thoughts.

"You won't get anything from me," Ginny muttered dangerously.

"Oh, really?" he said, his silky voice purring into her ear.

"What do you want Malfoy?" she asked, a simmer of fear within her tightened voice.

"Nothing I know you can't give me," he smirked, breathing heavily onto her neck. She shivered, as again footsteps neared them.

She paused listening to the footsteps; they had nearly reached the door they were hidden behind. Ginny was tempted to shout for help but she didn't dare knowing who it could be. Also, if it was Professor Snape, Ginny may as well just curl up and die. Ginny focused her attention on Malfoy again and traced her finger up his torso to his neck and lightly wrapped her fingers round his throat.

"Why would I want to give you anything?" Ginny enquired.

"Because, I know what you really want, and I know how you can get it?" he said a smirk on his face.

"Oh yeah Malfoy, and what is it that I am supposed to want huh?" she asked, her temper rising by the second.

"Potter."

"So what if I do? Why would you care?" Ginny almost shouted forgetting the person who was approaching; Malfoy had annoyed her too much.

"I care because you and I both could win from this situation," Malfoy drawled as yet another smirk crept to his face.

"What situation?"

"This one," he said as Harry burst through the closed open door.

To Harry the sight was unforgettable. There was Ginny, plastered to the wall with Draco Malfoy almost on top of her.

"Get off her Malfoy," Harry yelled, pulling out his wand.

"What if I don't want to?" he smirked, flipping Ginny around so she was facing the wall and Draco was facing Harry.

"Just get off her Malfoy, or else," he threatened.

Draco said nothing but began kissing Ginny's neck seductively, and surprising them all, Ginny let out a little moan of pleasure.

Ginny glared at Malfoy as Harry stood completely dumbfounded. Malfoy was impressed at her little show, but was pretty sure the moan had been genuine. Ginny broke away from Malfoy.

"Terribly sorry Harry but do you mind, it's extremely awkward having someone walk in on you… I'm sure you know where I'm coming from." She smiled sweetly at him and turned to Malfoy. "So this was your win, win situation from all this mess," she whispered in his ear. Little did she know that the slow and tantalising whisper of Ginny's drove Malfoy absolutely nuts, he loved the seductiveness of it.

"Of course," he whispered back before adding to Harry. "Do you mind? Me and my little fire queen need some time to ...bond," he said exactly the right words to make Harry go crazy

"What!" Harry exclaimed. "Ginny have you gone absolutely mad? What has Malfoy done to you? Why are you allowing him to… to…" Harry couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Why am I allowing him to kiss me within an inch of my life? Simply because that's one of the things you do if you're dating… wouldn't you agree?" She replied.

"No, Ginny, this is different. Hermione isn't spawn of Lucifer, well Lucius in this case. But that bastard is and you're telling me that you don't care that his dad's made your life a living hell? Tormented you all these years?" Harry asked his anger almost at breaking point.

"No, I don't. At least I'm not fucking him," she snapped.

"Not yet anyway," Draco added

The look that crossed Harry's face made Malfoy want to burst out with laughter but he kept his composure and concentrated on making this a believable scene.

"Isn't it possible for people to change Harry? You've changed and expected everyone to just accept that. Well maybe…" Ginny paused, she had to say it. "Maybe, Draco has changed. Right sweetie?" Nudging him in the ribs.

"Of course my devilish little vixen," he said, leaving a trail of wet kisses down her neck.

"Everybody changes Harry, it's just a matter of time and if I were you, id get back to fucking Hermione before she gets jealous," Ginny said, her snide tone making Draco smirk

"Yes Potter, we think you've spent 15 minutes too many here and just think how far we could have progressed if you hadn't been here to interrupt. Now, run along like a good little doggie and make sure your little bitch isn't too jealous." Malfoy remarked, sliding his hand slowly down to rest on Ginny's arse, right where Harry could see.

Harry let out a snarl before stomping out of the room. Ginny burst into laughter the moment he had left. "Oh my god Draco, did you see his -" she stopped mid sentence when she had realised what she'd done. She'd called him Draco.

Malfoy looked down at her and smirked. "Well, well Weasley I have to say that was impressive; do you now see where I'm going with this situation? And how it could be… profitable…"

Ginny breathed a quiet sigh of relief, it seemed as if Malfoy had chosen to ignore it or didn't realise she'd said it, which may mean that it seemed like normal practice to him.

"I believe I do. Just one question though," she said her eyes lingering on his, "Is this a full time scheme or is it a Potter only?" she queried.

"Yes... now you mention it, I do believe for it to be successful I'd say full time, with lots of piss off potter time," he grinned devilishly.

"Thanks Malfoy," she said, pecking him on the cheek before starting to walk out of the room. Malfoy coughed causing Ginny to turn just about as she was exiting the room. "Yes?" She said slightly irritated.

"Doesn't the wondrous boyfriend get a proper kiss goodbye?"

"Malfoy you have to be kidding!" But she could see that he wasn't, so walked up to him and brought her face up to his, gently placing her lips upon his, sealing the deal. Her fingers played with his hair as he dared to deepen the kiss by running his tongue along her bottom lip. Without a thought she granted him entrance and smiled, she, Ginny Weasley had struck a deal with the devil.

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