Fire and Ice
Chapter Seven
Ginny lay strewn casually across Draco's bed, waiting as patiently as she could. It had been over an hour since he had disappeared into the bathroom, and she was becoming quite annoyed. Her eyes had grazed over every item possible, and just sitting within its walls was becoming less tasteful by the second. Suddenly, the door leading to the bathroom flew open, and Draco came striding out. Ginny glanced up, and almost put her head right back down, if it had not been for the fact that Draco wasn't wearing anything!
Of course he was wearing a towel, draped around his pale waist, but nothing more. Ginny's eyes roamed over his rippled chest with amazement, and she watched as tiny droplets of water, cascaded down his muscular frame. Draco ran a hand through his damp hair, and Ginny noticed how his arm muscles flexed at the tiny motion.
"So Weaslette, why are you still here?" Draco questioned, bringing Ginny out of her trance
"Wha-what?"
Draco smirked, "To overwhelmed by my stunning, appearance I see"
Ginny looked up, making contact with his eyes, instead of his firm chest. "I am not, and the reason why I'm still bloody here is because, you never dismissed me!" she snapped
Draco raised a brow, "And since when have you followed my orders?"
Ginny opened her mouth, about to say something but, realized she had nothing, and closed her mouth tightly shut. A frown crept upon her features, as she pondered his question. Why had she stayed? Was it really because she hadn't been dismissed?
Draco grinned triumphantly, before turning and rummaging in a dresser draw. Ginny watched him as he tossed, a black shirt and a pair of black paints onto his bed, and then, turning to his closet pulled out his robes. Her mind reeled continuous thoughts, 'Ginny what has happened to you? One look at Draco Malfoy and you turn into a bloody pussy! What are you thinking?'
"GINNY!" Draco screamed suddenly
Ginny jumped, blinking numerous times. "What?"
Draco sighed, seemingly annoyed. "For merlins sake Weaslette, I've been saying your name for over 5 minutes now!"
"Oh …" Ginny said, her eyes darting back and forth nervously. "Sorry …"
Draco raised a brow, never in his life had he heard that one word spoken off Ginny Weasley's lips. Never … well, at least to him anyway. What was happening to the two of them? The way they had begun acting around each other was completely and utterly unheard of! A Weasley and a Malfoy never apologized to one another, nor kissed, or did anything the couple had been doing.
"So … I'll just be going then …" Ginny said, getting up from the bed, and walking towards the door
"No! Wait, Ginny …"
Ginny turned, looking Draco in the eye. "Yes?"
"I-I" 'Oh, come on Draco! Just tell her the truth! You love the bloody girl! Can't you just admit it already?' "Never mind … just, meet me by the lake before the quidditch match"
Ginny frowned but, nodded all the same, and then opening the door she left. Draco sighed, annoyed with himself, and ran a hand over his face.
"What's happening to me …?" he mumbled to himself, throwing a shirt over his head and proceeding to dress himself.
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Ginny sat in the Gryffindor common room, speculating on her previous hours with Draco. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. She was becoming a sap … for Draco Malfoy none the less! It was incredibly hard to comprehend but, the more Ginny thought about it, the more she was willing to accept the idea. 'I mean he is handsome … and he can be sweet at time. And those kisses … bloody hell' Ginny thought dreamily, suddenly a pointy finger jabbed her in the side, causing her to jump clear to her feet.
"Bloody Hell!" She screeched, spinning around at lightening speed
Caroline stood behind her, her face a bright shade of red, and her eyes wide. She was laughing. Laughing so hard, she could barely manage to catch her breath.
Ginny grimaced, "That was not funny!" she growled
Caroline gasped for air, "Ye-yes it was! Oh my goodness Ginny, that was absolutely hilarious!" she shrieked, giddily
Ginny raised an eyebrow, her hands placed firmly upon her hips. Caroline caught site at just how annoyed Ginny was, and her laughter gradually died down.
"I-I'm sorry Gin but, I just couldn't help myself!"
"Yeah well … if you should be eying anyone it should be my brothers, there the biggest jokers to walk this bloody earth!" she mumbled
Caroline smiled and a sudden dreamy state took over. "Well, I have my eye on someone else …"
"Let me guess, Blaise?"
Caroline nodded, before spinning around and plopping down on the couch behind the two girls. "Oh, Ginny he's flippin amazing! I mean wow …"
"Flippin?" Ginny raised a brow
"Oh sorry, it's from back home …" she replied grinning
"Oh, I see" Ginny said smiling
"So anyway on with Blaise …"
Ginny listened to Caroline ramble on and on about just how "amazing" Blaise was. How sweet, funny, and at just how adorable he could be at times. Ginny smiled, as she continued to listen. Caroline was completely smitten with Blaise, and not to mention crushing hard. Gradually their conversation lead to other things, and sooner than expected the sun began to set. Ginny glanced down at her watch, '5:43' it read. She almost glanced back up, and ignored the time completely.
But, suddenly Draco's words echoed in her ears, and she found herself, once again, rushing from the common room.
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As Ginny neared the quidditch pitch she could already see Draco, leaned up against a large oak tree, an annoyed expression plastered on his face. He was already dressed in his quidditch robes, and she could tell he was anxious for the match to begin. She became nervous with each step she took, as the thought of what was about to happen floated around in her mind. Finally when she reached Draco, she met his eyes with a sorrowful look.
"Draco I-"
"No, don't be. I have just the right thing to make you stop all this, nonsense"
"Nonsense?" Ginny frowned
"Yes, you thinking that arriving late is allowed" Draco snapped
Ginny eyes widened horrified, "And what exactly do you have in mind?" she gulped
Draco smirked, and tossed a small bag into her arms.
"What's this?" Ginny questioned, nervously
"Open it" Draco commanded
Ginny glanced at Draco suspiciously, then back down at the bag, then back up again.
"Just open it Weaslette!"
Ginny looked uneasy as she slipped her finger through the loop, and pulled open the bag gently. She reached in and pulled out what appeared to be a costume of some sort. A frown crept upon her features, replacing the once unsure look.
"What is it?"
"Your uniform" Draco answered simply
"Uniform?" Ginny raised a skeptical brow
"Yes, your uniform?" Draco said smirking
"Bu-but … why are you giving me this?"
"So you can cheer me on during the match, of course"
Ginny eyes widened, and she shook her head. "No Draco … no … please no" she whimpered, the humiliation already appearing before her eyes
Draco continued to smirk. "Now you'll finally realize just how important it is to arrive on time"
"But-"
"No, Ginny you're my slave and you will obey my rules. Now, go put it on …"
"Draco-"
"Ginny, now" he hissed, fire dancing in his eyes.
Ginny, uneasily disappeared behind a few bushes. Draco leaned against the oak tree once more, listening to Ginny mutter curses, as she dressed herself. A smirk crawled onto his lips, as Ginny appeared before him, her hands crossed over her chest, and a deadly hatred apparent in her eyes.
"This-this is just … completely and utterly-"
"Sexy?" Draco cut in, raising a brow, as his gaze swooped over her approvingly
The costume was certainly beautiful, that was if you were a dancer. Drawn in flowing shades of green and sparkling silver, it topped of the look of Sexy Slytherin. The top was a little more than a bikini top, with small thin straps, holding up the silver fabric. A long, piece of silk was draped across her mid-drift but, hardly covered anything, as her back was nearly bare. The bottom however, was a combination of all different shades of green, fitting airily around her petite figure.
Ginny thought dimly that if she was going to a masquerade she would fit in perfectly … if she decided to go as a whore.
"I cannot wear this in public!" Ginny said, her voice rich with bitter hate
"You will," Draco said stern as steel, "You will wear it all day if I decide so …" he stepped forward, breaking the few inches separating the two. His fingers traced the curve of her hips, making her shudder unwillingly.
"Oh and Ginny," she looked up. "If I loose this match I'm going to need some consoling … so cheer extra hard"
Ginny's eyes widened, "Wha-what?" she choked out
With that said, Draco began making his way towards the stadium, leaving Ginny alone, in her "costume".
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Ginny dreaded the upcoming match, probably more so than Harry or any of the Gryffindors did. As of right now, her cover was diminished. Draco had made it quite clear, she was to be seen and routing. It infuriated her at just how controlling he was at times, how cruel and the utter bitterness he inflicted upon others. She had been hiding outside the stadium, waiting until each and every student was there so she could easily hide behind some other members of the crowd.
But, now the match had begun and Ginny found herself still planted outside her insides twisting with worry. Taking a deep breath, she readied herself for the humiliation just ready to fall upon her shoulders. And with one last look at her outfit she entered the stadium. Almost the moment she stepped inside, all eyes seemed to fall on her. Boys dropped banners, Girls stopped chatting and stood gawking at her. And as Ginny walked on, she had to fight the urge to run back and hide behind the trees.
Finding an empty seat, Ginny joined a group of Gryffindors, who all shot glares of disapproval in her direction.
"What in merlins name are you doing Ginny?" a hysterical voice screeched from behind her
Ginny spun around, and her eyes met Hermione's worried expression. "Oh … ummmm … hi Hermione …"
Hermione pushed her way through a ground of students, and rushed down a flight of steps. Just as soon as her feet met the platform Ginny stood on, she lunged forward, and threw her cloak around Ginny's slim figure.
"Are you just trying to set yourself up for murder?" she hissed
Ginny quickly made to discard the cloak, tossing it carelessly to the floor. "Hermione … I-I …" she sighed. "I know you won't understand my reasoning, not now, not ever! But, just let me do this … alright? My bloody life depends on it"
Hermione stood, gawking at Ginny's reaction to the whole mess. Her eyes were wide, and filled with disbelief, and she couldn't have looked any more like an owl.
"Ginny?" Another alert voice spoke
Ginny glanced up, and saw Harry, hovering on his broom, a few feet away from the stadium wall. His eyes were wide, and his mouth was slightly ajar. Ginny noticed even his glasses, had slid down just an inch or two. Crimson rushed into her cheeks, and she hurriedly crossed her arms over her chest, self consciously.
"H-hi Harry …" she murmured
What happened next, happened at such a fast pace, Ginny didn't even realize it until Harry flew into the crowd, knocked clear off his broom. In his place hovered Draco, and glancing in his direction, Ginny could see the anger dancing in his eyes. Her gaze flickered towards Harry, who was now being throttled by kisses from Hermione, a worried look constricting her features. Looking up Ginny's eyes mingled with Draco's one last time before he sped away at lightening speed.
'This can't be happening … this just can't be happening' Ginny thought, worrying her bottom lip furiously
Harry shrugged off the pain in his arm, and slowly eased himself back on his broom. She watched as Hermione kissed him one final time before, he rose back into the air, and flew off. Hermione turned and looked at Ginny, gave her a weak smile then turned back to the match. The pain in her eyes was unbearable, and in that one instant Ginny realized just how much Hermione loved Harry. A smile swept onto her lips, and she carefully sat back down.
The match continued on, and Ginny had yet to perform her little cheer, Draco had insisted on she doing. A sudden roar from the crowd rang out, and Ginny looked up, awoken from her hazy thoughts. To her dismay Harry had caught the snitch. He was balancing himself on his broom, clutching the golden ball in his hand, a triumphant grin on his face.
Ginny slunk down in her seat, as the Gryffindor students cheered with joy. Her eyes scanned the sky for any sign of Draco, a sudden platinum blur caught her eye, and her gaze flickered in its direction. It was Draco, and he was flying at great speed toward the exit. Her eyes became stricken with worry, and she anticipated meeting up with him.
With a heavy heart, she slipped through the crowd making her way down towards the grounds.
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Draco gripped Ginny wrist tightly, dragging her down the empty corridors, passing portrait after portrait until finally he reached the heads dorm. Muttering the password, he plummeted through the entrance, Ginny flying in behind him. Ginny couldn't even manage to struggle the slightest bit, as he swung her up over his shoulder. He carried her up a small flight of stairs, and Ginny's eyes scanned the hall for any familiarity. A sudden picture glared her in the eye, and a panic crossed her features.
'Bloody hell … he's taking me to his room ...' Her eyes grew as each possible thought, popped into her head
Another door was opened with great force, and slammed shut with equal strength. The next thing Ginny knew, she was being tossed onto Draco's large bed. She lay stiff as a board, as she heard the rustle of cloths being tossed to the floor. The lights dimmed to almost nothing, as Draco slipped onto the bed beside her; his shirt absent from his body.
"Draco please don't …" Ginny whimpered, tears ready to spring in the corner of her eyes
Draco's hand slid gently on Ginny's stomach, and she shivered helplessly at his touch. Her body suddenly sprang alive, and she became very alert to every stroke of his hand. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she felt Draco's hot breath on her neck.
"Ginny you have no idea what you're doing to me …" he whispered in her ear.
Her eyes grew wide, her breaths more anxious, and her heart rate picked up speed. He was being so gentle, so unlike the moments that had just previously passed. She had been certain she would be able to hold her wall, not letting a single thing fall out of place. But, now … with his attitude becoming more inviting she was sure she was going to shatter like glass.
"Wha-what do you mean?" she whispered back, goose bumps forming on her arms, as his hand grazed her thigh
"You, all of you … it's making me act like some pathetic sap" he murmured against her neck, trailing kisses up her jaw bone until finally claiming her lips with his own. It felt so right when those words slipped off Draco's tongue, and relief washed over his body.
Ginny eyes flew wide with shock, and she found her body slow to respond. Her mind and her heart were battling each other for the right to Ginny's decision. She still wasn't clear on whether or not she liked Draco … but, more than likely it was probably just the fact that is was Draco Malfoy that she was confused over.
His hands skated down to her waist, and he gently eased her body on top of his own. Draco continued kissing her, with such tenderness it made her want to scream. Ginny's mind continue to rattle itself silly, 'How is it, that this morning he was … well, he wasn't perfectly happy but much calmer than earlier. And then as the day progressed, he eased back into that rage he had been in this morning?' A sudden finger slipped itself on the drawstring on Ginny's top, and her eyes flew open immediately.
Before Ginny had the chance to pull away, and stop further exposure of herself, Draco yanked down on the string, and the top fell loose around her chest. His tenderness continued, and Ginny felt tears springing into her eyes. 'How is he managing to do this to me?' Ginny thought, immensely trying to find an answer. As he continued to kiss her, nibbling her lips raw, he left her top where it was, still slightly covering her chest.
Ginny found herself becoming more fragile by the minute, as she continued to fight her desire. She prayed for merlin to douse the fire, burning between the two passionate bodies, afraid that if he continued for a moment she would break. A sudden tear escaped from the corner of her eye, and cascaded down landing on Draco's cheek with a splash.
Draco pulled away the instant the cool droplet met his cheek, and his gazed into Ginny's eyes.
"Gi-ginny …" he looked at her concerned, and reached out wiping away a stray tear
This gesture made her cry even harder, her emotions go wild, her head spin like mad with thoughts.
"Dra-Draco .. I … I …" she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks
"Shhhhhh" Draco soothed, kissing away each tear that slid down her rosy dimples
"I … I'm …" Ginny continued to stutter, in between sobs
Draco ceased his kisses, and just wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight.
"Ginny, it's alright … I'm here … just calm down" Draco whispered, his tone gentle but, firm
Ginny continued to cry her emotions had built enough, and until now she had been unable to express what she was actually feeling. Burying her head in Draco's chest she clung to him, her tears soaking his bare chest.
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Hermione slipped through the portrait door silently, surprised by the sudden stillness of the room, unaccustomed to the sheer content. A frown crept upon her features, as she turned around facing Harry.
"What?" he whispered
"Nothing, nothing it's just … so … quiet" she mused
Harry smirked, unusual for him, "Draco was probably to bloody upset over his loss that he hid in his room ashamed"
Hermione smiled at the idea, a smirk of her own creeping on to her lips. "Hopefully …" she murmured, slipping into the peaceful quarters, Harry following quickly behind her.
As soon as the two entered the room, Harry made his way over to the couch, plopping down comfortably. After 3 hours of straight partying, he was exhausted, especially since he was the focus of the celebratory. Hermione was about to sit down along side him but, decided against it. Something was wrong, out of place, she could sense it. Heading up the stairs, she began down the hall towards Draco's dorm.
"Mione! Where are you going?" Harry called after her
But, Hermione never uttered a word. As what her eyes had just revealed to her, had put her in a state of shock. She slowly closed Draco's door, her eyes wide in shock and disbelief coursing through her. 'That-that's impossible … Ginny? Draco? Together!' she thought, her heart rate rising by the second.
"Mione?"
Hermione spun around, her bushy hair flying behind her. "Yes?" she shrieked
Harry frowned, "Hermione … is everything al-alright?" he questioned
Hermione's eyes remained wide as she shook her head vigorously. "No, no … nothing's wrong. Why would you think that?"
"Well, maybe because you look like you've just seen a dementor," he neared the door, leading to Draco's quarters. "Maybe I should take a look?" his fingers slid onto the handle, and he slowly began to open the door.
"NO! It-it's fine really Harry" Hermione assured him, yanking his hand clear away from the handle. "Everything is fine. Now let's just go back down stairs"
Harry gave Hermione an odd look but, nodded all the same and turned heading down the hall. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, glancing back towards the door. A shiver went down her spine, and she hurriedly stalked off down the hall, after Harry.
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