Authors Note: Sorry again all! Here is the newest installment of Dragon Flames. Lol, wish them (and me I guess ) luck. Charms says hello, the little fatso, Caress too. Tehehe. Loads of love and all that. This ones a M chappie my friends, finally I attempt to live up to my rating. I think Dracos gonewayOOC and I apologise but...love changes...right? Right?

Warning: Yay! This chappie has a warning, lol. There is a sexual scene in this one, so if your to young, DONT READ! Lol, this stories rated M dear ones, email me If you need help with anything I've written (see elf grrl profile) and sorry if this makes you miss something "(

Disclaimer: Nope, still not mine.

Distractions

Draco looked around from the slightly raised lump in the snow. They were near the House, but the huge Dark Marks that littered the sky caused him to grit his teeth. There were few houses, but every one had been left burning by the hand of the Dark Lord. "Shit." Ginny cursed at his side.

He nodded in agreement. "You're not going through there. You'll have to wait until Potty-boy to kills Him."

"What?" Ginny asked. "I'm not afraid of a few Death Eaters." She said and made as if she was going to leave, to walk down the hill.

He grabbed her arm as she tried to pass him. "You are insane then. I'm not letting you kill yourself for a history lesson sweet cheeks." He scolded. "There will be plenty of time for you to read the thoughts later. If you die I will, and trust me Ginny, I'm much too sexy to die yet."

Ginny had to giggle at his arrogant confession, though she agreed. "Draco, how do you know me so well?" She asked, almost pleadingly. She would never endanger another life, let alone Draco's. "So where do we go?" She asked him.

Draco looked around thoughtfully. "I know a place. Its old, I doubt the Death Eaters would think to burn it."

Ginny bowed her head, thoughts running through her mind. She wanted to end all her fears. To end the one that plagued her mind even as she thought of the love between herself and Draco. Truth garbled at her as Draco moved on and she gasped in surprise, lost in her own thoughts.

"Sorry." She smiled, moving back into step with her very cold crutch. They slowly made their way through the snow and wind. Arms held between them, both helping the other walk.

They walked through a thick stretch of tree and brush and just when Ginny began to question Draco's memory, a small hut appeared in front of them. It was well boarded up and clearly not used.

"Here?" Ginny asked with a strange look on her face. "How have you ever been here?"

"I was a child once Gin." He said with a roll of his eyes. "I was playing hide and seek with my mother, and even she couldn't find me here."

She smiled at the look of mirth on Dracos face and gently pried Truth off his shoulders. "Lead the way sunshine." She giggled.

Shaking his head at her actions, he obliged and led the way. The path was hard to see even when you were on it and Ginny found herself blindly following the Slytherin. When he stopped she ran into his back and gasped.

"Here." Draco smirked.

She moved around him and looked up. The house was big yet completely hidden by the same plants that grew through windows and dilapidated walls. "You played here?" Ginny asked.

"It was more...together then." Draco said defensively. He passed her and headed straight to the door that was padlocked and almost screamed 'abandoned'. Ginny hesitated a moment before chasing after him.

They entered the gloomy house and Ginny held on tight to his shirttail.

"Ginny? What the hell are you so scared of?" He demanded, finally loosing his patience.

"Spiders." She told him, but released his shirt. "When I was 6 I sort of let one loose in my brothers' room and it fell into an enlarging potion. I chased us all out of home for weeks."

Draco looked back to see her blushing. "Is that why Weasley's scared of them then?" He asked with a smirk.

She nodded sheepishly. "I was in trouble for so long." She confessed.

His smirk remained in place and he embraced her loosely, comforting but only because he was cold. "There should still be bug wards set up." He told her, trying to remember all the things he'd found out about this house. "Apparently Reman Poly hated them too."

"Reman...as in the inventor of the polyjuice potion?"

"The one and only." Draco assured her. He smiled down at her face. "Now can we move? There'll be no spiders."

Ginny reluctantly released him and stayed still, watching as he looked around carefully. "Hey looky, fire whisky." He commented.

She giggled and moved towards him again. She looked around after glancing at the 10 or so bottles of fire whisky that Reman had obviously forgotten. There were a few almost depleted candles lying about. Taking long forgotten muggle matches from her pocket Ginny flicked on to life and held it against the wick. She lifted the candle and placed it beside the counter, where Draco had found the whiskey. He was watching her, curious about the matches and pleased to see her able to think about their safety even when she liked the light so much.

He shifted away from the flame almost subconsciously and Ginny frowned, she'd forgotten about his dislike of fire, but she lit another candle and he didn't object. Once there were 5 lit and settled about her comfortably she searched the cupboards carefully. With a pleased smile that she'd found what she was searching for she spread a dusty blanket over the floor and another she placed down to lean against. She sat gracefully and head cocked to one side Draco followed her, sitting across from her. He'd found two glasses somewhere and filled them with fire whisky. He handed one to her with a smile.

She looked at the golden liquid questionly. Then she turned her eyes to Draco and watched him sip the drink. He seemed like it, but she'd never tried it before. She placed the drink down, watching him drink instead. He noticed her watching and copied her actions. "What's wrong."

She leaned forward and kissed him softly, tasting the whisky mingle with the peppermint that she recognised so easily with Draco. Finding she did like the taste she pulled back and retrieved her glass. She sipped that and smiled. Shaking his head, he removed the cup from her hands again and placed it beside his own. They kissed again and paused only to let Truth pass them and curl up on the opposite side of the counter, away from the light so she could sleep. They kissed again, Draco feeling himself loose control as her unpracticed tongue moved trustingly and somehow perfectly against his own.

She moaned softly and shifted her weight. She stumbled instead and fell back against the spare blanket. Seeing she was unhurt, Draco wasted no time in capturing those sinfully sweet lips with his own. He rested above her, hands steadying him on either side of her head, and knees on either side of her hips. He pulled back, feeling her shiver against his sensitive arousal.

Surprised honey eyes met concerned steel blue ones. "Are you ok?" He asked his voice husky and laden with lust.

Her eyes softened and she kissed him in answer. "With you I always am." She promised. "Nothing can make me sad."

Draco felt like groaning at the sickly sweet words that left the red heads mouth, going from no emotion to suffocating love was not easy. At least not for him. Ginny herself seemed to realise how corny her words sounded because she reached out for his belt clasp almost immediately.

However shocked he was by her sudden determined expression, his teenage (and male) hormones told him to shut it so he kept quiet. She pulled his belt free and dropped it to one side. She looked up at him, her innocent eyes glowing with lust. "Are you going to help me or not?" She demanded her voice a little shaky.

Draco smirked and began work with practiced fingers on her shirt buttons. He kissed a path trailing his hands down her lightly tanned skin. She shrugged it off and laid back down, pushing his shirt off his shoulders as gently as possible while every instinct hardwired in her was calling for her to strip him naked as fast as possible.

Throwing it from his body, he continued his trek, unzipping the zip on her skirt and sliding it off. They paused then, eyes locked on each other for a breathless moment. Then adrenaline took over, stripping the teens of all but Ginny's bandaged ankle. He twisted his body and with a hungry and passionate kiss, he was inside of her.

"Mgh, Draco!" She whispered, feeling the bliss scorch through her immediately. Her body reacted to its instincts when she couldn't, arching her body to meet his next thrust and causing pleasure to spike within them both. She moaned loudly, pushing her face into the piles of blanket behind her. Their sweat slicked bodies worked against each other and the pleasure built inside them, drawing to the looming conclusion.

As they reached it, bodies shuddering and mouths calling each other's names, Draco fell, panting and completely sated against his lover. She shifted until he was beside her, rather than in her and cuddled into his warm embrace.

After a moment, as he rifted off to sleep he accused. "I love you."

"I love you too." She whispered. She watched him fall into the clouds of sleep, wishing she could do the same. But she had a job to do. She couldn't shake her fears from her, any of them. The answer lies at the House of thoughts. She watched the amazing blonde fall further into the layers until she knew he wouldn't wake. She slid from the warmth, wishing she could just grow a backbone and face her fears on her own, and just stay there, enveloped in the haze of love and undefined feelings that they now shared.

She glanced back at Truth, who was breathing evenly and smiled, though it was shaky. "Love you both." She whispered and gathered her scattered clothes. She dressed quickly and silently, drawing it out as long as she could before she accepted her choice and slid into the bitter outside winds.

She spelled the door not to open unless there was a threat to the person within and left, before she could wonder why she still had the desire to head to that place when Draco was warm and there, she also seemed oblivious to the fact of where she had learnt that spell. The only thing on her mind was the steady movements she brought upon herself. One foot in front of another, ignore the pain, just put one foot in front of the other and you'll get there.