When they walked into the Hall, all eyes fell onto Ginny and Draco. Whispers, glares, and expressions of pure shock were all directed at them. Ginny's confidence shrunk under it all, but Draco led her pompously into the middle of the room. He wouldn't let the ignorance and stupidity of his schoolmates ruin this night.
No matter how hard he tried, he could only concentrate on how gorgeous Ginny looked. The dress was even more beautiful than he remembered. It was a blood red and her soft tendrils of hair clashed magnificently with it. It clung tightly to her torso, forcing her chest upward a bit so her new necklace hung delicately between her breasts. The skirt flowed sharply to the floor, but it swirled around her as she walked. There was a black over- hang that made it look dizzying to the eye. Her makeup was subtle and soft, accenting her perfect features.
In Draco's opinion, she couldn't have looked more beautiful.
Ginny adored the way Draco looked in his tuxedo. It didn't cling too tightly or hang too loosely. His fair skin was harshly distinguished against the dark color of the suit; his blonde hair hung loosely over his eyes, making him look even sexier, in Ginny's view, than he already was.
There was music playing, muggle music, that Hermione had chosen.
"Muggles have very good taste in music. There's so much variety and so many different styles. And since I'm in charge of the ball, this is the music I choose." Hermione had stated firmly. Ginny laughed, taking the plastic containers that Hermione had been holding, and placed the music on the table.
"I trust you, Hermione. I bet everyone will love it."
Ginny felt herself being pulled into a strong pair of arms and she relaxed. His fingers danced on the back of her torso while the other hand took hers.
"This is all wonderfully planned, Gin." Draco said politely as he held Ginny close while they swayed to the music.
"Thanks. But you should really tell Hermione as well. She was the coordinator." Ginny corrected him, seeing him grimace.
"I know. She kept you from me for longer than I would've pleased."
"You wouldn't have wanted me out of your arms in the first place!"
"Precisely."
Ginny playfully punched his arm as he escorted her over to where the snacks were being served. There were assorted fruits and chocolates, and even chocolate covered fruit. It was the most tempting display of food that Ginny had ever seen.
"Chocolate is good for the senses." Draco insisted, placing a small piece between Ginny's lips. She let it stay under her tongue and kissed Draco, tempting him to taste the chocolate that was hiding in her mouth.
"You're a very naughty girl, Miss Weasley." He teased, kissing her again.
"I know. I can't help it." She giggled, taking both of his hands and leading him backwards into the middle of the dancing mob.
"You really do look stunning, Gin." He murmured in her.
She moaned softly, so it only reached Draco's ears, as he kissed her sensitive pulse point. He nibbled it affectionately and she gasped.
"Draco, I know you're very tempted to show me off and all, but right here is not the time for such things." Ginny scolded, trying to sound serious.
"I know, love. We've got all the time in the world for that." Draco agreed.
Ginny nestled closer to him and noticed that couples around them, including her brother, Hermione, and Harry, were glaring at them. She stiffened a little until Draco began to whisper to her again.
"People are staring, Draco."
"They're jealous because I'm dancing with the most breath-taking, gorgeous girl in the school. Not just the school, either, but the whole world."
Ginny felt the heat in her cheeks rise and conformed to Draco's hold on her, closing her eyes, while she listened to the music play.
I will be the answer
At the end of the line
I will be there for you
Why take the time
In the burning of uncertainty
I will be your solid ground
I will hold the balance
If you can't look down
If it takes my whole life
I won't break, I won't bend
It will all be worth it
Worth it in the end
Because I can only tell you that I know
That I need you in my life
When the stars have all gone out
You'll still be burning so bright
The words were so beautiful and Ginny felt like the anything and everything could go wrong, but it would all be alright. Draco was there and she was safe.
Eventually, they got tired of being on their feet and Draco took Ginny's hand to lead her over to a table. He sat down and pulled Ginny atop his lap. She turned her head to the side and he met her halfway.
"I love you." She cooed in his ear, making him shiver.
"I love you too." He hugged her waist tighter and she let out a laugh.
After about ten minutes of sitting and talking, Colin approached and cleared his throat. Ginny looked up and smiled, but Draco just raised a precarious eyebrow.
"Hi, Colin." Ginny greeted.
"Hey Gin." He stammered anxiously, looking at Draco's amused look.
"What's up? You look great, by the way. Navy is definitely your color."
He let out a forced laugh and stepped a little closer.
"Would you care to dance?" He asked cautiously, afraid that Draco would attack him or something.
"I would love to!" Ginny exclaimed, standing up. Draco groaned in protest and tried to pull her back down, but Ginny playfully hit his hands away and went to Colin. She gave Draco one last kiss before he lost sight of her in the sea of attendants.
"So, I heard about the row with your brother." Colin started as he pulled Ginny into his arms. She fit surprisingly well against his slender body.
"Yeah. He and Harry, especially don't want me to be with Draco. Hermione, I guess, sees where I'm coming from and all. She loves Ron, and she can obviously tell that I love Draco." Ginny explained.
"I support you, Ginny. Really I do. I just don't want you getting hurt."
Ginny froze and looked at Colin with utter confusion.
"Hurt?" She asked, letting her hands drop from their placement.
Colin shrugged and nodded, looking even more nervous than he did when he had approached her to dance.
"None of us do, Gin. That's why everyone is the way they are."
Ginny shook her head in disbelief. Colin, of all people, worrying about her choice in love.
"Wait... none of us? Which one of them told you to talk to me about this?" She demanded, keeping her voice low so she wouldn't cause a scene.
Colin didn't answer, but Ginny didn't want to press anything.
"He would never hurt me. You're all wrong. You don't even know him!" She insisted. She watched steadily as Colin's gaze shifted from the floor to her eyes and then over her shoulder. She hesitated before she turned around.
"I should've known." She mumbled.
There stood Harry in all his selfish glory.
"You look absolutely delicious, Ginny." Harry whispered, cupping her chin in his hand.
"What do you want, Harry? I'm surprised you're doing this here and now. We're in the middle of a massive crowd, one wrong move on your part and I can have them all against you." She sneered, trying to jerk her chin away. His hold was too firm.
"I wanted to remind you what you were missing by being with that filthy Slytherin of yours." He was now dangerously close to her face and she glowered at him.
"Harry... I don't think you should do that. Malfoy could see." Colin advised.
"He couldn't hurt me. I'd have him down before he could even see me coming." Harry let go of Ginny's chin and grabbed her waist.
"Which is why he had you on the floor that day." Ginny reminded.
Harry held tighter to her waist and she let out a yelp of pain.
"Play nice, little Gin." He whispered, letting her go. She stumbled backwards slightly but quickly regained her composure.
"You're never going to win, Harry. I think you know that and you're just angry because Draco's won and you can't."
Harry's anger flickered through his stare and he stepped a little closer before Colin blocked his way.
"Colin, move." Harry commanded.
"Harry, don't hurt her. It's not smart with him so close."
Ginny smiled triumphantly until Harry began to speak again.
"Malfoy never wins against me, Ginny. It's not going to change this time around."
"Bloody hell, where is she?"
Two songs had passed and Draco had turned down seven requests to dance. Where was Ginny?
As he watched the crowd, he caught a glance of her. She was standing in between Colin and Harry.
"Shit." He cursed to himself as he saw her helpless expression.
He got up and pushed his way through the few girls, that had been surrounding him for a good fifteen minutes, and strode angrily over behind her.
"Draco." Ginny whispered as she felt him take her hips and rest his head on her shoulder.
"Is there something wrong, Potty? Creevey?" Draco asked lazily. There was no need for an argument that quickly.
"Get your hands off of her, Malfoy." Harry growled possessively. It was like he owned Ginny.
"She's my girlfriend, Potter."
Harry just sneered.
"Which explains why she was all over me that night after her study session with you." He said composedly.
Ginny let out a horrified gasp. Draco immediately dropped his arms from Ginny and drew his wand.
"I will absolutely not tolerate you speaking of Ginny in such a demoralizing manner, Potter. Especially when it's nothing but lies." His wand jabbed at Harry's chest.
"Draco, he's not worth it. We can just leave if you want." Ginny whispered soothingly in his ear.
Harry raised and amused eyebrow at her. Draco watched as Harry looked her over.
"Draco, please." Ginny pleaded in a soft whisper.
He finally lowered his wand and Ginny sighed. Harry stared at her chest as it heaved and Draco saw the hunger in his eyes.
"She's not a piece of meat, Potter. Get your eyes off of her and go find that whore of yours."
Harry just chuckled and bravely reached out two fingers and rand them down Ginny's arm. She shivered at his cold touch and stepped out of his reach. Draco had raised his wand again.
"I'm serious, Potter. Lay another finger on her and you'll wish you had never been born."
"Mister Malfoy!" A voice called from behind them.
Draco intertwined his fingers with Ginny's and turned to face Professor Snape.
"Yes, Professor?" Draco asked innocently.
"Is there a problem here?"
"Potter and Creevey were harassing Ginny here, Professor. She had done nothing to them."
Snape cast a suspicious glance at the woven fingers of Draco and Ginny before glaring hard at Harry.
"Mister Potter, do not harass students that are weaker than your great self. Twenty five points from Gryffindor." Harry scowled and Colin just stayed quiet.
Snape stalked off and Harry glared as Draco kissed right below Ginny's ear.
"This isn't over, Malfoy. Ginny belongs with us... with me." Harry gave her another hungry look and Ginny glared at him, squeezing Draco's hand tightly.
Draco, sensing her rage, stepped toward Harry again.
"You're right, Potter. This isn't over. But next time, you won't be walking away with a minor deduction of house points. Let's go, Gin." He gave a final glare to Harry and walked through the mass with Ginny.
The corridor outside of the Great Hall accommodated scattered clusters of students as Draco led Ginny through them. It was dark and empty on the way to Draco's Head Boy room. They didn't speak. Ginny figured Draco was too fired up to be calm at such a time. It seemed that Harry would stop it nothing to get Ginny... or at least tear them apart. And with the threat of his father finding out hanging over his head, she didn't know how much more he would take before he did something rash.
"Puffapod." Draco barked as they neared a portrait of what looked to be a young male writer. He looked irritated, but opened without speaking. Draco stormed through the entrance and Ginny followed swiftly behind him, pausing only to take in the elegance around her. His rooms were elegant with forest green walls and mahogany furniture. There were candles strewn about and they made the room smell of a warm vanilla.
The living area had three black wooden doors. One led to a study, one to a bathroom, and the other to his bedroom. They walked through and to his bedroom where Draco began to pace heatedly. Ginny decided it would be best to let him calm before she started to talk and took a seat on his large, black-silk-sheeted bed, letting herself sink into the supple mattress.
His bedroom, Ginny took to notice while Draco cooled off, was very fitting for him. The furniture was elegant and something about it cried superiority. A tall armoire stood at the opposite wall and a small dresser was placed beside it. The bed was in the corner of the room, by a window that showed a view of the lake and woods beyond the school grounds; it was such a beautiful night. There were also two doors on either side of the room. Ginny could see that one led to the bathroom and one led to the study; the scent of the candles had drifted into where she was sitting and she exhaled before standing.
Ginny stood in Draco's path and he halted, letting his expression relax at the look of her calmness. She took the opportunity to wrap her arms around his middle and hold him. Under her touch, she could feel him begin to relax and she was glad she had such a pacifying effect on him.
"What gives him the right to treat you like that? Like you're some common whore?!" He muttered, giving off the impression that he was talking to himself.
"Draco..." She sighed into his chest, pulling back slightly.
He just looked at her. There was something about her that drew him to her. It was so unlikely, yet so perfect. The irony was like the fire to their relationship and he loved it. Her presence had such a mollifying effect that he couldn't help but smile at her. She looked back up at him with her hazel eyes deep in thought. Desire rushed through him as he met his lips with hers; electricity seemed to shoot through them. Ginny clumsily stumbled back toward Draco's bed, said boy still attached to her lips. She crawled toward the headboard and soon was under the full weight of a lust-crazed Draco. The way his weight was so subtle on top of her was amazing. She wrapped her arms tighter around him as his own hands travelled her body, unbarred. He moved from her lips and made a trail of soft kisses down her jaw and to her shoulders.
Ginny threw her head back against the soft down pillows and moaned. The rapture that had taken control of her body was incredible, she was in complete ecstasy. Draco had managed to undo the back of her dress and had slid down the top to reveal her bare breasts and his ring that hung from that precious chain. He smiled to himself as he kissed down the center of her chest, using his hands to massage her as he moved.
Soon, she was completely naked lying underneath him. She looked like an angel, so pure and innocent lying there. His brain raced with thoughts of regret; he was going to be the one tainting her. Suddenly he felt guilty, but it quickly subsided when she took note that she was bare and he was still in pants.
"This isn't very fair, Mister Malfoy." She said playfully, running her hands down his abdomen, stopping at the button of his pants. She carefully undid them and he slipped out of them with ease, dragging his boxers down with them. This put the final piece of the puzzle in her head in place; he was her Adonis, her heaven, her savior. She had to show him how much he meant to her.
When he got back onto the bed, he kissed her gently.
"This is my first time." She whispered, closing her eyes in hesitation. She felt his lips on each of her eyelids, then her nose, and finally her mouth. When she dared to look at him, she saw that he was steadily placed between her legs, gazing at her without the hunger that Harry had; instead, his stare was filled with love and understanding.
"I promise it will get better... I'll go slow." Was the last thing he had spoken to her before he began.
Tears had rolled from her eyes, but they quickly vanished as they continued. Her nails dug into his back as he moved rhythmically with her. It was the most pleasurable thing she had ever experienced. She felt herself reach her climax and then Draco as he collapsed on top of her. Her hands locked themselves in his sweat-darkened hair as they breathed heavily together.
"I love you, Gin." She could hear him breathe.
"I love you too, Draco." She replied, leaning forward just enough to brush her lips with his forehead.
Ginny had drifted into sleep not long after they had finished. The room was hot, yet they were still buried under the thick duvet of Draco's aristocratic king-sized bed. Their breathing matched as she slept peacefully, Draco still on top of her and Ginny still holding him close. He observed how serene she looked with her red hair fanned out around her and the only thing adorning her body was the necklace. He gently kissed her lips and watched as a smile tugged on them when he pulled back.
Suddenly, a noise rang out through his rooms, followed by a sickening slam of the main door.
"Ginny." Draco whispered, nudging her awake. She groaned sleepily and opened her eyes.
"What is it?" She mumbled, annoyed that he had woken her up from such a passive sleep.
"Draco!" An anonymous voice rang out.
"Who is that?" She asked quietly, watching perplexedly as he listened.
"Draco!" The voice called again. Ginny shivered at the harshness of its tone. It made her whole body go cold, even though she was nestled warmly under the thick sheets.
"Ginny, you have to get out of here. You have to go!" Draco commanded, getting out of his bed and tossing her dress to her. There was a strange look in his eyes. One that was unrecognizable.
"Draco, what's going on?" Ginny whispered urgently, hurriedly pulling on her gown.
"You just have to get out!"
"Draco! Where are you?!" It was getting closer.
Suddenly, Ginny froze. That voice... that horrid voice. No. The look in Draco's eyes was fear.
"Ginny! Go!" He shoved her toward his study area and slammed the door behind her just as the other door opened.
"There you are."
"Hello, Father."
A/N: It's 2:40 in the morning. I'm sorry it took so long to get this up. I needed to break and slow it down a bit, if you know what I mean. I was going to have it up on Friday, but it still wasn't done and then went to see Dashboard Confessional play at Gwinnett Center. It was so awesome. So this is my lovely cliffhanging update for you, one can only imagine what happens next. I also just made a final break up with the guy I guess you could say I loved. It made me really upset, so, writing love wasn't much in my interest. Also why "the scene" was horribly written. I also have my younger friends reading this. Yay for Anne, Linz, April, Katherine, and now Lauren. The next chapter is planned out, but keep in mind that I have to work at my dance studio from 10-130 and then I have my own classes from 430- 9. So I'm quite busy. Hopefully I'll have it up sooner than later. xxxx Nicole