Disclaimer: Don't own any of it, part form Morticia. Jkr owns the rest

A:N/ well I'm going on holidays so I'm not gonna be posting for a week or so, so I decided to do it now! I might write if I get a chance but it'll take awhile. Well I hope you like this chapter, ITS FINALLY COMING ALONG! Well enjoy.

Yea I've described their clothes a bit more in here to give a look on their personalities.

(BETA NOTE: BLAME THE BETA! I've had this forever, and I'm lazy. Actually, Uni's just been a lot of hell and I haven't had much time. Well, that's my excuse, anyway. So it's all my fault this chapter, my dear Squirrel is not to blame – she's far to cute.)

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Everyone had gone back to what they were doing nut she could tell tonight would be a night she would not forget.

Draco glided through the crowd like an expert, Ginny seemingly attached to his arm and him pulling her with him like a puppy on a leash; they were heading for his mother and the crowd of leeches that seemed to be inexplicably attracted to her and no one else. The group just happened to be near the other side of the large hall.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had just turned and walked away as a clear path to Ms. Malfoy had been made in front of Draco and Ginny, even though they were half way across the room still. Ginny caught sight of Draco's mother and stifled a gasp. Draco's mother was one of the most extraordinarily beautiful people Ginny had ever seen, with her white-blonde straight hair and her tall elegant grace; she could give a Veela a run for its galleons. She wore silver-blue dress robes that complemented her eyes so well. As she stood there contently listening to the people around her Ginny could tell she was thinking of other things. Her crystal blue eyes scanned the ballroom discretely, finally coming to rest upon her son and Ginny. As the pair made their way across the hall, Ginny could feel Ms. Malfoy's eyes affixed to her, piercing through her and trailing her like a hawk keeping sight of its prey.

"Miss Weasley, it is a pleasure to finally meet you in person." Draco's Mother had an heir about her that made you listen stop and listen, Ginny could tell that if Ms. Malfoy yelled at you, you went to the corner and cried. She had one of those voices that could make anyone trust her. Invoking her wrath already seemed like it was a minor sin to Ginny, and it was the first time they had met. Ginny had heard people saying that this lady could make anyone believe her and was an accomplished liar; she could now see how this could be true. This lady could make you think she was your best friend then kill you with a spell without batting an eye lid, she would have been a great asset to either side in the war, she still did not believe that the Malfoy's had turned good like so many others believed.

"I feel the same way Lady Malfoy." Ginny put on her best innocent smile and inclined her head to the Lady.

"Miss Weasley let me introduce you to Mr. Robert Harris, Mrs. Alexandra Zabini and Sir Flint. They all played rather large parts in the war as-" Ginny could have sworn she made a slight pause in her perfect speech but dismissed the thought. "Spies for the ministry in the Dark Lords inner circle, like myself." She smiled warmly at Ginny.

"Indeed?" She raised her eyebrows as to answer the Lady Malfoy.

Draco and Ginny stayed there ten more minutes talking to the four adults. She found out that Mr. Harris had a daughter in her their grade who she had never heard of but Draco reassured she would meet later on, Morticia. Mrs. Zabini looked very much like her son as did Sir Flint who had the same ugly glint in his eyes as his son did, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it lately.

After finishing with Ms. Malfoy's main group of people, they then moved to meet another group of important people. Through all this Draco stayed with her, his arm resting around her waist. She noticed the small looks he gave to her ever watchful git of a brother as his face turned as red as the wine he was drinking.

After standing around making small talk with separate small groups of people, Draco politely excused himself and Ginny and led her to the back of the hall where the groups of Slytherins were sitting. She noted that she knew most of them. Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise, Pansy (who was trying to catch Draco's eye with seductive glances), Millicent, Montague, Marcus Flint (who looked quite annoyed at the site of her) and who she assumed was Morticia. There were three others boys she didn't recognize. A lot of them seemed surprised at seeing her looking so ravishing as Draco introduced them. They were all talking in pairs or groups as Blaise and Morticia came over to talk to her. Malfoy once again excused himself for a moment though he did not tell her why, he said that Blaise and Morticia would look after her and both nodded in reply. As Draco left, she noticed a certain slut – Parkinson - slip after him.

"I told you Drake would like the dress." He passed her a drink.

"As if he wouldn't! You must be the most beautiful lady here, beside Lady Malfoy of course, no one could compete with her." Morticia said in all honesty. She had a blood red dress on with black robes over the top. Her black hair was up in a loose bun and red paint was displayed across her face bringing out red sparks in her eyes.

"Um, thank you. But you are gorgeous; I can't believe I had no idea who you were! Remind me to come to you if I need any help with makeup." Morticia denied the fact she was pretty saying she was in fact stunning before laughing. She then excused herself to speak to the three boys further up the back.

"So are you enjoying yourself lil' Gin?" Blaise was clearly bored.

"Yes I am but do you know where Draco and Pansy went?" she looked up at him curiously. He stared at her for a moment.

"Well Draco went to organize some things, but Pansy? She probably followed in hopes of whoring herself and getting quick shag out the back." Ginny's eyes went wide. "But Draco would do that, he has too much pride in himself to do that to his betrothed." He added seeing her reaction.

Was he serious?

I think so. Well he was right about one thing.

What's that?

Pansy is a whore.

That is true.

"Um Blaise, do you know why Marcus Flint keeps staring at us?" she was more than a bit scared about the looks he was giving them as he lunged in a black leather arm chair.

"Blimey Gin! You don't remember at all?"

"What don't I remember?"

"You must have been truly smashed!"

"WHAT! - What are you talking about?"

"Last Hogsmaede trip you almost left that little club you were in with him."

"No-No I didn't."

"Yea you did, Remember Gin and Tonic?" He sighed, seeing the expression on her face. It was obvious that she had no idea what had gone on. Then a decidedly evil look overtook his face "Well I know for a fact you remember waking up in a certain Princes bed and making demands." He smirked as she furrowed her eye brows.

"He told you huh? Man, do Slytherins share everything with each other?"

"Pretty much." He smirked.

When Draco returned he looked dazed as he took her arm and led her up to where her mother was standing. He reached the stage area and climbed the stairs. They were now standing to the side of Lady Malfoy. The room went quiet as she made a gesture.

"As you are all aware tonight the Malfoy's held this ball for two reasons, for the Eve of Christmas and to announce the Betrothal of my son Draco. His fiancée has been kept a tight secret but now, as the clock turns to strike eleven minutes past eleven, I am overjoyed to announce the betrothal of Draco Malfoy and Miss Ginerva Weasley." There were a few gasps in the crowd amongst the loud clapping.

"To Draco and Ginny!" the crowd echoed as the pair stepped forward, a smile plastered on Ginny's face as she noticed out of the corner of her eye a little slut up the back slip out of the room in a huff.

Draco led Ginny onto the floor as they began a traditional dance and as many began to join them Draco leant down and whispered in her ear.

"Did I say how beautiful you look tonight?"

"Why no, I believe you didn't." she smirked as he pulled back up.

"Now that was just naughty."

"What can I say, I'm a naughty girl, never do anything right. I lie, I cheat, I steal, I can't keep promises, I wont do anything right."

"Well remember my warning about playing with fire, I'm still planning to hold you to your little promise, little pixie." He looked straight into her eyes and the intensity in them took Ginny back for a moment before she gathered her wits to reply.

"Name a place and time Prince." She smiled sweetly as the song ended. As he led her off the floor and to the back they got congratulated countless times.

"Well this party only has what; forty minutes to go then you're coming with me Blaise, Pansy and Morticia to play a few games in my room. Then I believe I have a few hours spare before I need to get up." He smirked at her once again. He was imagining what she looked like without clothes on. He had only ever seen her in her undergarments but it wasn't enough.

"Fine, but if you keep me up too long, I won't be up to open presents." She crossed her arms and frowned.

"We don't do that till lunch time, pix, you'll have plenty of time."

As the ball came to a close and guests left Ginny was pulled aside by Ron and told that if she didn't feel right to come home straight away. Of course, Ginny just smiled and replied that even though she was going to be sleeping much, she'd consider it if the bed was lumpy. Ron's reaction was priceless as he was dragged away by Mrs. Weasley, who was giving him an earful about getting drunk and embarrassing the family.

After everyone had left, house elves started to appear and clean the room, and Lady Malfoy said good night; leaving the teens on their own to go to bed. She slept in the east wing; all alone, whilst Draco lived in the West, there was at least a kilometer of pathways between them if you wanted to take the long route.

He slept in the very top level and guests were two floors below, apart from Ginny, of course, who would be down the hall from Draco. She had no idea that Draco had chosen her room, not his mother or the house elves.

"Well Draco's room in ten, pajamas or not?" Blaise was being his cheeky self as he made it a wide spread fact he did not sleep in anything.

"Pajamas yes, but Blaise and Draco, put some pants on, Gin here is too innocent to be exposed to brutes like you two." Ginny and Draco laughed softly at the thought of her being innocent, while Morticia flicked Blaise on his chest. Blaise pretended to be hurt by the comment as everyone went to their separate rooms, leaving Draco and Ginny to walk up the two levels to their chambers.

"Did you enjoy yourself to night, my sweet?"

"Yes I did, apart from my feet killing me." At this comment Draco grabbed her hand a pulled her up into his arms and carried her to her door. She was giggling as he set her down.

"Was that better?"

"I believe it was, well I will see you in five minutes." She pulled him down to her height and fiercely kissed him before letting go and entering her room, leaving one Draco outside her door annoyed at how she always seemed to do that.

When Ginny reached his room and walked in, she took in the scene awaiting her. Blaise was wearing black boxers and a singlet and seemed to be attached at the mouth with Morticia in her plain red flannels.

Hmmm… didn't know they were a couple.

Pansy was flaunting around in a tiny (and I mean tiny) black lace camisole and Draco was wearing some plain emerald green satin pants. He raised an eyebrow at her questioningly as he looked her up and down…and up again. She was wearing a Muggle brand she had seen whilst out shopping with Granger a few months back. She wore a black singlet with matching boy leg panties that had 'Little Miss Naughty' across the back with a picture of a circular shaped cartoon character under it. She had also adorned on a pair of Black and white striped socks that reached half way up her thigh. The smiled and went to sit on the floor with others. Draco came and sat behind her, she sat in the arch he made with his legs and leaned back onto his chest. He had placed four bottles in the middle of their circle as Morticia and Blaise finally broke apart.

"So Zabini, it was your idea to do this, what are we going to play?" Draco said as Blaise wiped his mouth.

"Umm lets see, how bout truth or dare? Nice and simple BUT every time you answer truth you have to take a shot." Everybody nodded in agreement.

1 ½ hrs later

"Okay Okay, there was that time with Flint in third year…aaand Baxley in fourth. Happy? Now Gin, truth or dare?" They were all slightly tipsy as they laughed at Morticia's answer.

"Hmmm… truth." With that she took a swig of the Fire whiskey, sat back on Draco and awaited her question.

"Have you and that Potter boy ever done anything?"

"WHAT? NO! No! No! No! At the start, yeah, I liked him. Because of whom I thought he was, but now, he's just dreaming. Pansy - truth, or dare?" she looked over at Pansy who had been inching closer to Draco all night whilst sneering at Ginny.

"Dare." And 'Oooh...' echoed around the room.

"Okay… Hmm, something to dare Pansy…okay I got it, I dare you to floo my brother and explain all the ways you wanna get him and slam him." Pansy was shocked, that was one of the only things she would have usually refused to do, but she didn't want to look weak in front of Draco and she wanted to get Ginny back.

She huffed a 'fine', waltzed ungracefully over to the fire (her 'love handles' jiggling) and threw some floo powder in the fire. She then proceeded to chat Ginny's brother up at one- thirty in the morning. She pulled her head out of the fire and looked at Ginny.

"Truth…or dare?"

"Truth."

"Why not dare?"

"Hey when we started I did seven dares in a row!" She half yelled as she reached for the almost empty last bottle of fire whiskey.

"Fine."

Pansy was pretty damned sure that Ginny was as innocent as a flobber worm. She knew that Draco was the type to look down on inexperience and innocence in someone as old as Ginny was, so she was positive that she had the right question to gain Draco's respect for her once again. How could he not want her after she exposed Ginny so well and let Draco out of an awful forced relationship?

"Weasley… when was your first time and with whom?" Ginny quirked an eyebrow, this was one thing she didn't want everyone to know.

"Wellll, you see…"

"Come on spit it out." Pansy sneered; sure that she had Ginny in a tight spot.

"Fine!" Ginny snapped at Pansy, glaring and continuing quite clearly. "It was the last weekend of school in my fourth year, I was drunk and well it just happened with Colin…and…Seamus." She bit her lip and looked up to see four stunned faces, Morticia and Blaise were staring at each other and Pansy sat there thinking 'Shit, she did it before I did.'

"And how many times since then?" That was Morticia.

"Well not that it was a question but… err… enough to know what I'm doing." She looked behind her rather embarrassed as she blushed and looked at Draco who just smirked and quirked one eyebrow.

"You are a naughty girl. And you look mighty adorable when you blush." He leaned forward slightly, as though he was just telling her something private, and kissed her nose quickly. This made her blush deepen.

"I do believe its time for bed." he said to the group, and as everyone got up her whispered in her ear. "And for you to live up to your promise."

They left leaving Draco and Ginny in his room. He closed the door and turned to face her.

"Well what happens if I don't want to fulfill it?" That was a lie. She wanted to, almost desperately, but she wanted to know how far she could push him. He smirked and walked up to her, he knew that it was a lie too. She stood, riveted, unable and totally not wanting to move away from Draco. It was almost like he was stalking her, his limbs moving with feline grace as he came within a foot of her. He then grabbed her waist and pressed his mouth to hers.

Damn him.

Just do what you want.

Fuck it. I want him.