Fire and Ice
Chapter Eight
Hermione worried her bottom lip furiously, a finger tugging on a brunette curl, nervously. She had been this way all morning, a shocked glisten in her eye, her motions slow as if another dimension. Last night, what she had witnessed had left her brain rattled, she had almost begun to believe that her eyes had deceived her. A sigh slipped through her lips, as another wave of thoughts came crashing down on her. 'I-I that's just impossible! Ginny would never … would she?' A sudden creak rang out, and Hermione turned glancing toward the portrait.
To her luck, it turned out to be Harry. He bore a large grin, and his eyes were wide, with energy.
"Hey Mione," he said cheerily, leaning down and pecking her on the cheek
She mumbled a reply, unable to speak as her mind was off wandering once more.
Harry sat down next to her, and a frown slipped its way onto his features, as he watched his bushy haired love, worry herself like mad. "Hermione …"
She glanced up, her bottom lip falling free from her teeth.
"Is something wrong?"
Hermione hesitated answering, "Ummmm no, nothings wrong … why do you ask?"
Harry looked at her bewildered, "Because … you're just acting strange. I've never seen you act so …"
"Shocked?" Hermione answered for him, without even realizing it
Harry frowned, "Shocked? No, I was going to say confused but … I suppose they could accompany each other …"
Hermione stayed silent, not knowing what to do, or say. She wasn't all too sure, Harry should be the one she first discussed the topic with. After all it was Ginny's affair. Taking in a deep breath, her mind made its decision.
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Ginny awoke to the suns rays glaring at her from the window, nearest to the bed. Her eyes fluttered open, lazily and she eased herself up onto her elbows. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Ginny scanned the room with a her hazy gaze. The more her eyes revealed to her, the more familiar the room seemed to be. Then it hit her 'Last night …' Her chocolate brown pools, grew large and a sudden panic flooded her body. Her gaze shifted downwards, and relief coursed through her. 'Thank merlin … my cloths are still on …' She thought wearily
A sudden cool draft passed over her, and realized Draco wasn't along side her like he had been all night. A disappointed air wafted over her, and she slipped from the bed. A crinkling sound echoed out, and Ginny frowned, as her hand met smooth parchment. Gently collecting the piece into her grasp, Ginny read it mentally.
Gin,
Im sorry for leaving you so early in the morning but, I have things to attend to. I don't have anything planned for the day, so you're off the hook. Go out and do something …
Draco
Ginny expected to be happy, no duties to attend to, no Draco to wait on hand and foot but, that wasn't what she felt. Her heart seemed torn, an aching feeling down in the pit of her stomach. As much as she wished she didn't, she missed Draco terribly. It was odd, the feeling of such desperateness even though he hadn't been gone long. Her mind battled a decision, Stay … or go?
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Draco sat down by the lake, awaiting the presence of Blaise, which is becoming harder to come by since his new love interest had begun to take up all his time. The wind rustled his platinum hair, and the ripples in the lake reflected in his eyes, as his mind continued the ponder last night. He had finally admitted his feelings … what Ginny really meant to him and it had only ended up with Ginny in tears. Whether or not these tears were of joy, or pure hatred Draco wasn't sure … but he was leaning towards hate more than joy.
Just as he was about to get up, giving up all hope of Blaise ever dragging his lazy arse down from the castle, the bronze boy in question appeared.
"Blimey Blaise, could you take any longer?" Draco questioned, nastily
Blaise all but grinned, nearing him. "Sorry Drac, I was a bit …" he paused, his brain racking itself for the correct word. "tied up" He finally finished, a smirk crossing his lips
Draco raised an eye brow, questioning what had been keeping him so tied up that he couldn't pay his best mate a visit. Blaise's smirk, continued to widen. "I'll specify with the details later. Now, what's all this rubbish about Ginny, that's getting your knickers in a twist?"
Fire danced in his eyes, as Draco spoke hostilely. "My knickers are not in a twist! And I was hoping for some advice from you, you bloody git!" he snarled.
"A bit moody, aren't we?"
Draco opened his mouth but, was almost immediately cut off by Blaise. "So, what happened mate?"
Draco took a deep breath, cooling down the ice dragon within. Then beginning with the first event, he explained everything until he finally reached the climax, and letting out a sigh of desperation he questioned Blaise on what he was to do.
Blaise sat, an amused look on his face. He had never seen Draco this way, so concerned about a girl, a Gryffindor girl as a matter fact. He was surprised but, knew all to well how Draco was … when he wanted something he was determined to get it. No, matter what the circumstances.
"So you say she …" he frowned. "cried?"
Draco nodded.
"Hmmmm … well, Im sorry to tell you this mate but … I don't know" Blaise said, a hint of regret in his voice
"Your-your joking!" Malfoy growled from deep within his throat.
"I wish I was … but, Im not. Sorry mate …"
Blaise got up, and dusted off his pants, then giving Draco one last reassuring smile he turned on heel, and began making his way back towards the castle.
"Blaise! You bloody bastard! Get your arse back here right now, and help me you stupid git!" Draco hissed, hysterically
"Sorry Drac but, I have a date with an absolutely gorgeous Gryffindor, and she just can't wait one more moment!" he called back in response
Draco's facial expression changed with such a drastic difference that it even surprised himself. A first his blood began to boil with both frustration and aggravation, as it had turned out that Blaise was of absolutely no help what so ever. Then as he slowly calmed down, he realized just how desperate he had become. How Ginny had turned him into a completely different person, even though she barely done anything to affect him.
A sudden gust of wind broke Draco's thoughts, and heaving a sigh, he got up and headed back towards the castle with a heavy heart.
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Ginny lay comfortably among the soft pillows, and luscious blankets, contemplating whether or not she should leave. Her mind was a mess of thoughts and desires, which made it extremely hard to choose. Her brain told her one thing, while her heart spoke another. Just as she was about to slid out from the beneath the blankets, she heard the door creak open, and she immediately turned on her side, her eyes flying shut.
Slow, dragging, footsteps echoed throughout the room, and Ginny listened to each 'tap' the wooden floor made after being stepped upon. Her mind pondered why she was pretending to be asleep, it wasn't as if Draco was going to- her thoughts suddenly ceased, as a dip in the bed was felt. The blankets were pulled up over the figure, and Ginny felt another leg collide with her own. Her eyes flew open, surprised, and she peaked through her mass of curls at her visitor.
Her gaze settled on her company's platinum blonde hair, and a smile curled upon her lips. She lay gazing at him for quite some time, until suddenly he reached out, and pushed the hair from her eyes, causing her chocolate brown pools to slam shut. A smooth hand glided gently across her cheek, and without realizing it a smile crossed her lips. The hand halted to a stop, and Ginny felt Draco stiffen.
"Ginny?" he questioned
She remained still but, couldn't seem to stifle a giggle, and it slipped right through her lips.
Draco raised an eye brow, "Sleeping, eh?"
Ginny's eyes fluttered open, a smile adorning her features. Draco smiled back, a twinkle to his eye, as he admired her. Suddenly Draco realized that in truth, no matter how much he was grateful she had stayed, Ginny shouldn't be in his bed. A frown crept onto his features, which alarmed Ginny.
"What's wrong?" she questioned curiously
Draco continued to frown, "Ginny … why are you here? I mean, not that I don't want you here it's just …" his words melted off his lips, and into the air around him
Ginny thought for a moment, before finally coming up with the appropriate and truthful answer. "Because, I wanted to. That's why" she stated mater of factly
Draco's expression was utterly priceless as Ginny said those words. His emotions went wild, which was easily apparent in just this one simple look. Excitement glistened in his eyes, while a smirk or satisfaction crossed his lips, and in that moment, he finally knew. Ginny was his, she felt the same way, and he couldn't have been more satisfied.
He leaned over, and just as his lips were about to touch down on Ginny's she slid from beneath the blankets, her feet hitting the floor with light tap. A smirk sliding onto her lips, she turned and winked at Draco before, heading for the bathroom.
"I'm gonna take a shower" she called over her shoulder
A sly smirk overcame Draco's features, replacing the once desperate and aggravated look. "Ok …" he replied
Ginny entered the bathroom, and Draco heard the sound of water, splashing against tile. His smirk continued to grow, looking more evil and scheming by the second. Mumbling echoed from the bathroom, then followed by the low humming of curses, flying from Ginny's mouth. Suddenly the door flew open revealing a very frustrated red head.
"Draco! How in merlins beard do you get this bloody costume off?" she hissed, tugging on the top's tie
Draco smirked, "The beauty of magic …" he mumbled.
Ginny frowned, agitated even more.
"Here," he said, leaning across the bed, his hand slipped around her waist. Ginny's eyes widened slightly, as his hand caressed her bare skin. "Turn around …"
Ginny obliged, turning her backside to him; realizing this a tinge of rouge flushed her cheeks.
"I had the thing especially made, so only I could get the ruddy things off" he explained, as his fingers gently eased the knot in the back loose, until her top fell airily around her chest. Ginny's eyes widened and her reflexes acted at light speed, her hands flying up to her chest, supporting the loose top.
Draco only smirked, then skimming his finger tips over her back, made his way to her bottoms. Slowly, his fingers gripped the zipper, and he pulled down on it lightly, causing her bottoms to fall and pool at her feet. Ginny's eyes flew wide, and both her hands flew down but, much to her dismay so did her top.
Crimson red, immediately rushed into her cheeks, as she stood, completely bare but her underwear. Draco found the situation highly amusing, and attempted to get a peak at Ginny's front but, couldn't since she didn't take to kindly to the idea, and had smacked him rather hard. Then quickly snatching up her top, she covered her chest before spinning around to face Draco.
Draco raised a brow, his eyes roaming over her figure.
Ginny realized how desperate he was, and decided a bit of teasing was in order. Leaning forward, her lips a mere inch away from touching Draco's lips, she whispered. "Thanks Draco …"
Draco's eyes flickered down to her lips, then down to her chest, then back up. He nodded, incapable of answering at the moment.
Ginny smirked before, winking at him, and heading back towards the bathroom. But, just before she had out walked his reach, his hand shot out and gripped her waist tight, pulling her on top of the bed.
Draco snickered, "You're not getting off that easy. Teasing me like that, then just walking off, to shower. I think not" a smirk crossed his lips, before his lips met her own in a passionate kiss.
Ginny's eyes widened in surprise but, slowly eased back to their normal size as she hummed in pleasure. Draco's hands slid up her shoulders, and then slid down her bare back, as he continued to kiss her into insanity. Ginny's hands remained firmly on her chest, making sure the top was not to fall. Her eyes fluttered closed, as Draco's tongue flickered out across her bottom lip, and his hands neared her lower back.
Then, not wanting to pull away but, had to or suffer passing out due to loss of air, Ginny pulled away breathless. Draco continued to smirk; satisfied he had gotten his dose of Ginny for the morning. Begrudgingly he eased her off his body, letting her hurry into the bathroom.
Once inside the bathroom's tiled walls, Ginny sank down against the door, a smile plastered upon her face. 'It's odd … but, Im happy. I'm actually happy with Draco Malfoy … the most uptight git on this planet!' She thought, as a giggle escaped her lips.
Draco smiled as the low giggle, passed through the door. He sighed content, and leaned back into the pillows, his eyes slowly drifting closed.
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Ginny slowly eased Draco's door shut, and her gaze flickered down the hall. She listened very closely, trying to decide whether or not she should venture out into the heads room. She had finished up her shower only an hour ago, and after a small snog, decided to not miss every class.
As she tip toed to the end of the hall, a nerve racking chill washed over her. The feeling of eyes boring into her back was felt, and she couldn't help but turn around. Her chocolate brown pools grew wide, and before she could open her mouth to speak, a hand shot out preventing any noise what so ever.
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Ginny sat before the trio, her eyes cast downwards, and a shaky air about her. Green emeralds glared daggers into her, while two sets of chocolate pools, looked at her surprised and angry; she had never felt so intimidated in her life.
"Ginny …" Hermione began
She glanced up, goose bumps forming on her arms as her eyes mingled with Harry's.
"Why-why … oh merlin I don't even know where to begin …." Hermione mumbled, the strength in her voice easing to nothing. She glanced at Harry for support
"Ginny, why were you in Malfoy's quarters?" Harry demanded, a hint of jealousy apparent
Ginny took breath, "For the third time, it's none of your bloody business" she hissed, standing her ground.
Ron shuddered, heaving a sigh. "Ginny, it is my business, as you are my sister!" he screeched
"Gin, we're only asking because we're concerned …" Hermione quickly spoke, timidly
Ginny's blood boiled, "Concerned?" she laughed lightly. "Hermione just because I claim the title of 'Ron's Baby Sister' does not mean I can't stand up for myself! Im perfectly fine, Draco and I-we're …"
"Yes?" Harry questioned, raising a suspicious brow
"We're … ummmm" 'What are we exactly? I mean … he hasn't technically asked me to be his girlfriend but, has Draco ever asked a girl such a thing?' "We're just … associates. That's it." She stated. 'Oh merlin … I hope Draco doesn't hear one bit of this conversation'
"Associates? Since when have you been-"
A sudden creak rang out, and all four heads shot in direction of the noise. To Ginny's shock Draco was standing in the door way, a deadly look upon his features. Hurt danced in his eyes, as he descended down the stairs, and Ginny held back the urge to run up to him smothering him with kisses. Quickly snatching up his cloak from the hook, he walked from the room without uttering a sound.
Tears formed in Ginny's eyes. 'Great …' she thoughtmiserably. Burying her head in her hands, she sighed.
"So, as we were saying. Ginny wha-"
But, before Harry was able to mutter one more word, Ginny had fled the room, slamming the door behind her.
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