Disclaimer: not mine. Not even remotely close to being mine. I will probably forget many times to put a disclaimer in so just in case I do not own it now and nor will I ever.
A/N: In case no one has guessed, this fic is AU. Lost in my own little realm where Draco does NOT turn into a little spoilt death eater. And something a probably should have said in chapter one, this takes place Ginny's sixth year, and Draco and Harry's seventh.
Chapter 3: …Is Not Fair Play.
Draco, hardly believing his ears, at what she had said, or his eyes when Ginny leaned up, apparently to give him a kiss on his cheek, swiftly turned his head and captured her mouth with his. Placing his hands on her waist he drew her tight against the front of his body. Bringing one hand up to cup her face, he used his thumb to put light pressure on her chin as he ran his tongue over her bottom lip silently asking for permission to deepen the kiss. Her mouth opened and he rushed to claim her mouth as his own. Suppressing a groan as she began to hesitantly respond, wrapping her arms around his neck and sinking her hands into his hair. She leaned into him until you would be hard pressed to fit a sheet of cellophane between them.
Finally breaking apart the two just stared at each other. Draco had no clue what she was thinking, but then he had no clue what he was thinking either, well other then 'bloody hell, where can we go and continue…' Ever so slowly Draco's senses returned to normal as he stared at the flame haired girl in front of him.
Caught off guard by the sudden change in her expression from shocked wonder to blazing fury, He almost stepped back until he realized that the Weasel and Potter were yelling at the top of their lungs. Taking a look up and around the hall he quickly realized that while Weasley and Potter were yelling, the staff and most of the students were staring in slightly open-mouthed astonishment. He looked back at Ginny and watched thoughts flit through her eyes before she spun around glaring at both her brother and Potter until they both trailed off into stumbling incoherence.
"Oh sod off Harry, not like you ever cared or noticed before. Do me a favour and don't start now. And Ron, Please do stuff it. It never has and never will be your concern." Turning back to Draco, Ginny kissed him quickly before linking her arm with his and dragging him out of the hall muttering "Of all the nerve, just because I decide to kiss the biggest bloody prat in the school does not give them any say over me in anyway."
Letting himself be dragged out of the hall by Ginny, Draco looked over his shoulder and smirked back at Potter and the Weasel before nodding to Crabbe and Goyle to let them know that he did not want interruptions. Turning back to watch the girl in front of him, Draco had time to contemplate the situation he had abruptly been plunged into. Never before in his life had he ever allowed anyone to drag him anywhere, but this was just too easy. Of course Draco was well aware of the fact that he was one of the best (The best if you asked him) looking guys in the school. But he had been under the, apparently mistaken, impression that all Weasleys hated Malfoys and vice versa. But then again here was proof that not everything is what it seems.
'And it is all wrapped up in a pretty little package too.' Draco was thinking when he was suddenly pulled to one side and through a door that he hadn't noticed was there.
Back in the Great hall something close to chaos reigned. Everyone was talking, some were practically shouting, Harry and Ron were shouting, those two were screaming louder then anyone. Nikki was having a decidedly hard time trying to calm them down. Every time Nikki started to get Ron to calm down Harry would say something or bring something up that would catch his attention and set him off again. Getting tired of this extraordinarily fast, Nikki decided enough was enough and nodded to Hermione to shut Ron up any way she could. Then turning to Harry, she slapped him.
"What in bloody hell was that for," Harry exclaimed after a too short period of silence from him.
"Just shut up and be quiet already. Ginny is a big girl and you have no right to say anything about who she decides to be with. You can express your opinion, and that does not mean scream it at the top of your lungs. Just give over already and let Ginny take care of herself," an exasperated Nikki proclaimed before stalking out of the hall.
Sometime while Nikki had been speaking Hermione and successfully gotten Ron to shut up also and now he was standing there as well as Harry silent and fuming at being told off by two girls in less the five minutes.
Finding herself in front of the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy, Ginny decided she most definitely required the room to be found here for those in need. Forgetting anyone was with her, she thought only of needing a quiet soothing place think and to not be found as she passed in front of area three times and hurried through the door when it appeared pulling a startled Draco after her.
Dropping his arm she started pacing back and forth behind the large overstuffed couch that the room had placed before a fireplace that was popping with a nice little fire and a coffee table that had a variety of chocolates, pastries and a steaming pitcher of hot chocolate that wouldn't get cold no matter how long it took her to get around to drinking it. Barely noticing any of the room decorations, or its other occupant, while she quietly fumed. Ginny came to a halt to one side of the couch and walked around to the front before grabbing one of the chocolate éclairs she loved. Sitting in the middle of the couch she was swinging her legs over the arm of the couch and getting ready to settle in for a long period of thought about what the heck was going on with Malfoy when a soft 'ouf' startled her.
"You know, most people would not forget there was another person in the room with them. They certainly would not forget about them when they had just recently snogged them in front of the entire school then proceeded to drag them up 7 flights of stairs," all this was said with a quiet smirk and what, in any normal person, could be called a hint of laughter.
"What the hell are you doing here Malfoy? How did you get in here?" Ginny jumped off the couch, dropping her éclair on the floor where it promptly vanished back to the kitchens.
"As I just told you Ginny, you dragged me up seven flights of stairs and into this room. Which is quite comfy if I might add. How did you find it when I am sure that it wasn't here before? Of course there was some sort empty classroom around here before. Surely this can't be it." This last was said more to himself but Ginny answered him anyway. It gave her something besides him calling her by her given name to concentrate on.
"It's the room of requirement. It becomes what you need it to. Now shut up and let me think for a minute." Grabbing another éclair she sat on the opposite end of the couch to think, only to be interrupted before she could start.
"So you needed this room to become a nice romantic setting for us to be alone? But if that is the case then why are you sitting over there eating a pastry instead of here in my lap snogging me like you want to?"
Ginny threw her éclair at him, which he ducked easily, before getting up and standing before him to tell him off. "I did not come up here to be alone with you Malfoy. I came up here to think and yo…" he cut her off by simply standing up and kissing her again. All thoughts of berating him and telling him to get out flew from her head as she sunk into the kiss.
She thought she knew what to expect, other then not expecting to be kissed by him again, since she had kissed him previously. She was so very wrong. Expecting the kiss to be slow and to quietly draw her in like the first one, but it was nothing of the sort. This was hard and demanding, she felt as if she was being devoured and set on fire at the same time. The only thing that was similar was the feel of his lips on hers and the sensation that she was utterly safe surrounded by these arms. Which of course was preposterous. How could she ever be safe with Draco Malfoy, the boy could very well be a death eater for all she knew.
All of a sudden Ginny found her world turning on its side and soon found herself on top of Draco. This was enough to bring her to her senses. Breaking the kiss and pushing herself up, with every intention of getting off of him, she found herself held tightly against his chest and barely able to raise up enough to look him in the eye. She pushed one last time before sighing and settling for what she could get. After all, she was oddly comfortable.
"What do you think you are doing Draco?" 'Oh gods did I just call him Draco? I must really be losing it.' "Now let me go."
"I am only taking advantage of what was so freely offered and in the process helping to fulfil your obsession, I believed you called it. Besides, what does it matter what I am doing if we are both enjoying ourselves."
"Obsession my arse! I'm only using you to get Harry to finally notice me as more then Ron's little sister. I would never have kissed you otherwise. You really do have an ego to rival the gods don't you?"
"No one. I repeat no one uses Draco Malfoy. Not even fire haired imps like you." He continued before she could say what ever she had opened her mouth to utter. "Wait. Let me finish what I want to say. Good. Now, I gather that you have some twisted plot to use me to snare bloody Potter, though gods know why anyone would want to. Nuh uh. Let me finish. Now you need my help, I'm guessing for the most effective result, I am not adverse to letting you have my help but I, of course, will not do something for nothing."
"I do not need your help. But you are right, using you would produce the most effective results in the shortest amount of time. I just don't see what benefit you would get other then irritating Harry and Ron to no end. I am not in the same year as you and so I couldn't tutor you, not that you need it," she interjected upon seeing his countenance change, "or do your homework for you. I just don't see anything that is worth your while. Perhaps I can make this work with just the episode at dinner." With the last said she had started to mutter to herself and laid her head down on Draco's chest without realising what she had done. Lost in thought and completely comfortable Ginny had almost fallen asleep by the time Draco spoke again.
Draco was loathed to move. Ginny felt quite nice against him and he was enjoying the feeling so he did not say anything when she trailed off in her talking and rested her head on his chest. Thinking on what she had said about there being nothing worthwhile in helping her, he smiled. Admitting to himself that irritating Potter and his pet Weasel was worthwhile, though it did at times become tedious. He pondered the thought of being able to do so while putting forth very little effort. Well very little effort that he wouldn't enjoy putting forth.
To tell the truth, which he did at all times if only to himself, he very much enjoyed snogging Ginny. She responded hesitantly with the first kiss but once she had…well he had not wanted to stop. At the time he had cursed the need for air that had forced him to break the kiss. He knew she had not intended to kiss him full on the mouth but he could not help but take advantage of the situation, and then, there was always the kiss that had just happened moments ago.
He couldn't even explain it to himself. Content to just sit and watch her pace, like a contained whirlwind, he refrained from speaking until she had lodged her legs firmly across his middle. Even then he was more amused by her then irritated. He knew he should have let her go when she broke off the kiss but he couldn't. She felt so good lying there on top of him, that he still did not move once she had fallen silent.
About to drift off himself, he figured it was time to settle the final details. Hoping she would be sleepy enough to agree. He started talking. "At a glance it seems as though I have only the torment of the golden boy and his pet to look forward to, but I will be honest with you. You are significantly better then half the girls in Slytherin house and the majority of the other houses so it is not a complete strain to spend time with you. If we spend most of it in a place like this I have very little reason to protest as I seldom get left alone when I am in the Slytherin common room or my dorm. There is also the added benefit that you will get to spend untold time snogging yours truly, which I also am not adverse to."
"Not adverse to? Snogging you is significantly better then snogging someone in a leaper colony. Wait a minute. You mean you are actually willing to go along with me on this?" Ginny had to make sure she understood what he was saying.
"I am not entirely unwilling. There will, of course, have to be limits and guidelines as to what I will allow in public. Such as no pet names or anything cutesy. I will not carry your books or any crap like that. You are welcome to join me for meals at the Slytherin table, but will not join you at yours. Anything that might possibly be remotely embarrassing or irritating will not be tolerated. I think that should about cover it. If it doesn't we can address it when it comes up."
"You do realise that some form of public affection will be required if we want this to be believable?" Ginny replied with an eyebrow raised.
"Well of course. Snogging in public is fine. I may even walk with an arm around you or some such equivalent, but I will not stoop to such as lovely dovey crap like hand holding. You know to make this seem believable you should more then likely join me at my table for breakfast in the morning." He paused to think for a moment before asking, "Do you know what the time is?"
"Merlin, its two hours past curfew. We have to get out of here. What if we run into Filch or a professor? We are sooo going to get in trouble if we get caught out this late."
"There is another option, you know."
"And whatever would that be Draco?"
"Mmm, I like it when you say my name. Do not call me Malfoy anymore. But then it would be inappropriate under the circumstances."
"Fine Draco, but what is the other option?"
"Why we could just stay here until morning of course. This couch is really very comfortable and I have no objections. Do you?"
"But we can't both sleep on the couch. My common room is closer, you stay here if you want." With that she started to push herself up but was stopped when he tightened his arms.
"We have both been practiacally sleeping for the past few hours, I see no reason why we can not continue as we were. Besides I am enjoying having you on top of me. Nothing has happened and likely nothing more will. You're too much of a prude."
"I am not a prude. I snogged you in front most of the school." She punched him playfully in the chest and laid her head back down. "I really am tired and I doubt anyone will be able to get in here. One of the things I required when I came in here was to be left alone. So no one else can get in here."
"Well then its settled. Now kiss me goodnight like a good little girlfriend and lets get some sleep."
"I am not your girlfriend Malfoy. Why would I kiss you like a good little girlfriend or any other kind of girlfriend?"
"Because you need the practice and I want to." With that Draco kissed her effectively silencing all other objections.
Quite pleased with him self for getting her to agree to be a no strings snog. In having her as such, he would be able to torment Harry bleeding Potter to no end. He settled a bit more into the couch, kissed Ginny again just because he could and the promptly fell asleep.