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Here is the 9th chapter. For all you people who wanted it so badly, there might be some D/G interaction in this one... Warning: It might not be what you want right now, so I don't want to hear any whining about it.

Chapter 9: Revenge is Sweet

Ginny was worried. Ginny was very worried. It had been two weeks and two days since she'd punched Malfoy and he had done absolutely nothing to her...yet. It seemed like he was ignoring her. She had even passed him in the hall a few times and he didn't even glance her way, not even once! She thought that maybe he had finally learned to leave her alone, but Stephanie had told her otherwise. She told Ginny to watch her back and not be alone at any time. Ginny laughed when she said this and was rewarded with an evil glare. She could still remember her friends exact words.

"It is no laughing matter, Gin. I know Draco, and I know what he's done in the past. You think that just because it's been two weeks that he has forgotten all about you?"

Ginny slowly nodded her head at this.

Stephanie sighed, "No, don't be a damn idiot, Gin. He is definitely taking his precious time plotting something and it won't be good. Don't ever underestimate a Malfoy, not ever." A shadow of pain flickered in her bright brown-green eyes. "He won't stop until he thinks you've gotten what you deserve."

Ever since then Ginny had become close to what a person would call paranoid. Sitting at the table in the Great Hall, she chewed on her roll and thought over everything. Harry plopped down on an empty seat in front of her.

"Ginny," he sounded out before catching his breath. "Would you happen to know why Stephanie has become so civil to me lately?" he asked, trying to pat down his unruly hair.

'Oh no,' Ginny thought, 'just act like you know nothing and everything will be fine.' "Why whatever are you talking about, Harry?" she asked in the most innocent and angelic voice she could.

"She's been acting out of character lately. When I was walking out of the dungeons, on my way here, we passed each other and she smiled at me. An actual smile. Would you know anything about that?" His emerald eyes were accusing and suspicious.

"Nope," came another innocent reply.

Harry gave her a weird look. "Ok, maybe I should just ask her myself."

Ginny's small smile faltered. "Or not..." He looked at her with suspicion. "Did you ever think that maybe she just wants to be nice, because she doesn't want to look like a bad person to you, Ron, and Hermione, because you all mean so much to me-" Ginny babbled, using hand gestures.

"Uh, no." He looked down at his watch. "Well it's 1:30 and I have to go do some homework, so I'll see you later, Gin," he said and started to gather his books.

"Yeah, ok. See ya, Harry." She smiled as he walked off. He hadn't said anything about what had happened the other night and hopefully he never would. Her plan for Stephanie and Harry was coming along greatly, sothere might even be the possibility of...no, nevermind that.

Her thoughts turned back to the Malfoy situation that she was currently dealing with. What would she do? Ginny sighed inwardly.There was nothing else to do but wait for him to come to her. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad. Maybe, just maybe he might've really forgotten all about her. 'Yeah that was real doubtful,' a voice in her head replied. She wanted to focus her thoughts on something else, so she left and headed towards the library to begin her research for an essay Professor Sprout had assigned.

Speaking of Professors, next weekend would be the Halloween party in the Great Hall and the theme meant that they had to dress up as different people or characters. It was all of Professor Binn's idea, probably the best idea he had ever had. Ginny had decided to go as some girl from the Hunchback of Notre Dame. Of course, Hermione had given her all of the ideas, since she was a muggleborn. She was going to have to make her costume, since Ginny didn't have any money available to her right now. Still stuck in her own thoughts, Ginny heard footsteps behind her. 'Oh shit... stop being so freaking scared,' she scolded herself. Walking a little faster she faintly heard the footsteps once more. Turning around, she looked down the hallway and noticed that she was the only one there and it was eerily empty. 'Where are all the noisy little kids when you need them? It's only the afternoon, where the hell is everybody?' Again the noise could be heard behind her.

Ginny wanted to prove to herself that she was being stupid, so she turned around and walked the way she had just come from. Walking past a darkened classroom she paused and poked herhead in the doorway. Thinking she saw movement, she looked harder. Suddenly a pair of icy grey-blue eyes were in front of her. She yelped, but before she could move back, she was pulled into the dark room by a pair of strong arms, the door slamming shut behind them.

A few minutes had passed and all Ginny could hear was her own harsh breathing. She knew that it had been Malfoy who pulled her in this room, no one else in this school had those eyes, those eyes that made her shiver. Pulling her wand out of her pocket, she muttered 'lumos' and pointed it towards the door. Malfoy was leaning against it in all his black glory, smirking, which really pissed her off of course.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!" she yelled out, her eyes sparkling with anger.

Draco smirked again. Oh how he liked it when she showed her fiery side.

"Malfoy, I am really not in the mood for your stupid games, so you better tell me what you're doing or I'm going to smack that smirk right off of your damn face," she threatened, smiling inwardly at the thought.

He frowned at this, but recoiled with a hard look. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, weasel."

"Why not, ferret?" she asked with a tone of disgust in her voice.

"Because that's the reason you're here in the first place."

"Oh, is that why I'm here?" asked Ginny, sarcastically.

Draco grinned evily and looked her up and down. She had on muggle clothes, because it was a Saturday. Her green tank top showed off her tight lower abdomen, while her dark low-rise jeans showed of her petite, but seducing hips.

Ginny became somewhat scared when she saw the look of hunger that she could detect by looking in his eyes, but she also felt a thrill of excitement and lust at the thought. "What do you want, Malfoy?"

He took a few steps towards her. "Oh you know what I want," he said in a rough voice.

A curse of desire ran through her. Raising her golden-brown eyes to his icy blue, she decided to play along. Moving closer to him she ran her tiny hand up his arm, over his shoulder, then towards the side of his neck. "Oh really," she purred. "What is it that you want, exactly?" She continued to rub his neck. 'Ginny, what are you doing to him? Are you crazy?' Her mind screamed at her.

Confusion marred his grey eyes at her actions, but he quickly recovered with another smirk. Bringing his hands up to Ginny's pale face, he ran the tip of his thumb over her bottom lip and she shivered. "The same thing you do," he whispered softly.

Many thoughts passed through her mind. Some saying 'What do you think you're doing?' and 'Are you blind! This is obviously a trap!' Right now she just didn't care if it was...because it felt so good just to have him touching her again. "Well, what do you think I want?" she asked him, looking deeply into his eyes.

Although he was startled by the emotion in her eyes, that didn't stop the passion that he now felt for her. Lust filled Draco at the sound of her husky voice. This girl didn't know what she could do to him and that was definitely a good thing. He didn't want to fill this way...he wasn't supposed to fill this way. This was just payback. Now he remembered why he was here, payback...this little bitch had hit him! Anger now lingered with lust and it showed in his eyes.

Ginny could see that he was angry about something and could also see that he wanted her. This was the moment in which she could use this to her advantage. Ginny removed her hand from his neck and started to kiss his thumb, which remained at her bottom lip. She ran her tongue across the top of his finger and slowly pulled it into her mouth. Draco made a small noise in the back of his throat and Ginny smiled. Taking his thumb out of her mouth, she moved closer to him, standing taller so that she could whisper in his ear. "How about you tell me what you want?" Draco's eyes darkened at this. He moved his lips onto her cheek and kissed it lightly, then continued downward until he reached her small pink lips, then he placed his own lips over hers. Ginny opened her mouth to give him entrance and Draco immediately slipped in his tongue. He kissed her roughly and she mimicked his movements, doing the same. Running her tongue back and forth over his, she softly pulled it out and nibbled on his bottom lip with her teeth. Draco forced her lips open even more and she moaned into his mouth. Moving his lips down to her neck, he nipped her skin lightly and ran his hands under her shirt, moving themtowards the bottom of her breasts. Ginny whimpered, barely mumbling, "Please don't stop." He quickly pulled the tank top over her head and threw it on the floor.

Ginny stood there in a black bra, the curled red tips of her hair covering her breasts. Draco thought that she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Ginny blushed under his gaze and suddenly realized what she was doing. 'You can't do this again. Don't be stupid, Ginny!' Her mind cried. And this time, she listened. She ran over and picked her tank top off of the floor, slipping it back on while watching as Draco moved towards her. Taking her wand out she quickly stopped him, "Don't come near me, Malfoy," she spat, shaking slightly and feeling disgusted with herself.

A shadow of hurt passed through his eyes, but it went as quickly as it came. 'Why should he care how she felt about this? He would get his revenge...and this was just the start of it.' His trademark smirk was back on. "I know you enjoyed that, Weasley. Trust me, before the end of the year, you'll be begging me for more. You know, weasel, I never though that revenge could taste so sweet." And with that he walked out the door.

Ginny had never felt so low in her life, but couldn't help agreeing with him on one thing... revenge never had tasted that sweet. Sinking to the floor, she let the teardrops cascade from her eyes.

I hope that was a good enough D/G fix for you b/c there won't be anymore until...well until I want it to happen. Well, did you like it or hate it?

I'll write more if you give me more reviews,

LilyK