A/N: I seem to write best right before bed, and that's beginning to be a problem now that schools back. Eesh... here's chapter nine...

Chapter 9

"Never want to fly
Never want to leave
Never want to say what you mean to me," I sang out to my apartment.

I couldn't help it, I was just so above everything. Like a flower petal in the breeze. Okay, Malfoy was probably the cause, but I'm not complaining. I raised the volume on my stereo singing louder, "Never want to run
Frightened to believe
You're the best thing about me."

Laughing I spun in circles around my couch, into my kitchen, had a glass of water, out of the kitchen... I was all smiles, and was actually wearing a pretty scandalous outfit. Yep, me, lil ol conservative Ginny was feeling brave. Someone please pinch me.

"Sometimes I feel like
This is only chemistry
Stuck in a maze
Searching for a way to
Shut down, turn around
Feel the ground beneath me"

The song was so upbeat. I was striking poses to my mirror and singing to my ceiling. I was even having an imaginary interview:

"You know I never really thought about all his money when he asked me out... his lips are like chocolate... delish! Ahahaha... He thinks he's soo sneaky and professional, as if nobody can top him. But I have to admit, it's pretty hot. And that HAIR! When it's all ruffled, Gods it's so tempting and ... suggestive!"

I struck another pouting pose in front of the mirror. Then I caught sight of the body leaning against my bedroom door frame through the mirror. At first I thought it was a ghost but no, it was worse, it was Mr.Malfoy himself. What? Can I not enjoy the rest of my Sunday alone? Privacy? My face was turning beat red. The song rang into the silence.

"You're so close
Where do you end?
Where do I begin?
Always pushing and pulling"

"You been here the whole time?" I inquired.

"Lets put it this way Weasley, I'm glad you're not gunna think about the money when I ask you out. Thing is, I own a flat." He smirked.

I dropped the blue hairbrush I had been singing/talking into. It hit my foot. He walked towards me and I saw his hair was gelled today. Bringing his hands to his hair he began to mess it all up, "And here I thought there was something wrong with it, the way you had been staring at it these past few days and all..." He walked closer. Closer. It was like being claustrophobic... the air between us was disappearing. I knew what was coming, seriously. I lied earlier, maybe they didn't taste like chocolate, they might just look it...

"Sometimes sanity
Takes vacation time on me
I'm in a daze
Stumbling, bewildered
North of gravity
And up in the stratosphere
You and I
Roller coaster ride in love"

Okay when he grabbed my hands. I pretty much was in la-la-love land from then on. He looked into my eyes and I looked into his. His breathing was normal, but deep and.. Manly? I was suffocating in a plastic bag, in-and-out, in-and-out, in-and-out. Oh, oh, oh. Not this. I haven't felt like this since... oh my, I don't think I've ever felt exactly like this...

"Um, Draco? You're touching me. And um, no offense but it's kind of overwhelming." Kill me now.

"Really? Why would I be offended?" He smirked in a charming voice.

Yes, I said charming. The git is charming. A real prince if you must. I tell you he's overwhelming but he doesn't care, what good is a guy if he doesn't care?

His lips went against mine and I tumbled back onto my bed. His lips were more than chocolate, much more. OhIhope, dear God, that this guy cares becausehe was good. Mmmmm good.I hate mushy things, I'm getting mushy, problem is it all feels true, it actually happening to me. I think I actually like it.

"You're the centre of adrenaline/And I'm beginning to understand/Never want to fly/Never want to leave/Never want to say what you mean to me/Never want to run/Frightened to/believe/You're the best thing about me/Walk on broken glass/Make my way through fire/These are the things I would do for love/Farewell peace of mind/Kiss goodbye to reason/Up is down/The impossible occurs each day/This intoxication thrills me/I only pray it doesn't kill me"

"Ginny?" ooo his voice is soo sexy! Oh so sexy! Wait, what?

"Hmm?" I opened my eyes. Of course they were closed dum-dum I was in la-la-love land.

"The song is over." What? The song was over? There was a song? Why oh why is this a problem?

"What about it..." kiss me more!... I whined to myself..

"It was a good song. I liked it. You sang it pretty good too." Arrgh is he always going to be like this? I'm going to have problems if he is. He's the Slytherin sex god, why such a big deal about a song, hellooo Ginevra Weasley is laying lunatically in-love on her bed all for you...

"Malfoy, please, it was a song." I'm pretty sure I was fully awake at that point because my voice sounded pretty peeved and serious.

"I was going to ask you out to that song." My head shot up off the bed.

My eyes wide, "WHAT!"

At this point he actually had the nerve to laugh, "Calm down Weasley, I was gunna ask you as my date to the wedding."

"That would be luvaly. Now..."

He didn't move. Annoyed, I was annoyed. I think he saw the disappointed look I accidentally put on my face. "But if you want more..."

Okay return la-la-love land.. Again I wasn't being very 'awake' from here on.

To put it shortly I scarcely remember my scolding him that, "I'm not removing a single piece of clothing." He pouted but continued our kissing with all this lust and heaven. Pretty much that's all until he fell asleep beside me.

My childhood dream was to fall asleep beside a caring guy every night when I grew up. Not one night stands (I was in Gryffindor ppl) but a really caring guy. It's hard to putDraco Malfoyinto that caring guy thing but it felt just like I had hoped it would, all secure and loved. His arms were wrapped around me and I breathed in his cologne as I fell asleep into the night.

A/N: Short sorta I know :( but I was rushing to get this posted... eeeshh school is such a dragggg. Anyway I'm failing music by not practicing and posting this ;p lol review! So I have an exuse to show my music teacher that I may not be musically talented but I can write! JustKidding, but please review! I love reading mushy love scenes but they're very challenging to write...

oh the song - The Best Thing-Savage Garden!

Lorina