Chapter Five
"Home sweet home," Draco said, letting go of Ginny. "Feel free to explore for the next five minutes, and pick a room. I have business to attend to." Draco left her standing alone in the hallway. Ginny looked around.
"Wow," she whispered. For the next three minutes she wandered around aimlessly, and it was at that point that she found the perfect room. It wasn't as big as some of the other rooms, but it was bigger than the one she had at home was, and it was beautifully furnished. She threw herself onto the bed, which was exquisitely soft. She found a small adjoining bathroom and even a little wardrobe that had clean robes she could use.
"I see you've found a room," Draco said, arms crossed. For a moment Ginny felt worry rush through her. Draco seemed to sense it because he then said, "It's ok. You can keep it. It's not that big compared to the other rooms anyway. Though it's probably huge for you, considering where you used to live." Draco laughed, and Ginny was suddenly very quiet.
"You're probably right," she said, looking outside. Her eyes filled with tears as she remembered her family, and how much she missed them and the Burrow.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that." Ginny turned around, surprised at the sudden apology.
"It's ok… I mean it is true."
"There are better things out there than money anyway," Draco said, almost gently. Ginny felt something in her stomach flutter, and she stifled it immediately. "Now get back to work." Ginny smiled. The old Draco was back. She started to walk out when a sudden thought occurred to her.
"Which is your room?" she asked him.
"Oh," he said, smirking. "It's the room next to this one."
"I'll be sure to lock the door then," she replied shortly.
"Don't bother, there's no lock." Her face red, she shoved past him and got to work.
After about an hour of grueling work, Draco called her to his study.
"What?" she asked, rather rudely.
"Sex god Draco," he said firmly.
"What are you on about?" she asked, bewildered.
"You can refer to me as Sex god Draco," he said, fighting to keep his face straight.
"I will not," she said stubbornly.
"Oh yes you will."
"Oh no I won't."
"Master Draco?" Ginny considered this for a moment.
"No."
"Just master then?" Ginny sighed.
"All right then. Master."
"Anyway, on to more pressing matters. I'm having guests over, and you can't present yourself in that state. Wash yourself, brush your hair, get clean clothes… whatever you need to do," Draco said, dismissing her. Relieved, Ginny left to take the first shower she had taken in a very long time.
When Ginny was clean, she went back to work, wondering why she hadn't seen any of Draco's guests yet.
"GINNY!" She rushed over to where the voice was coming from. "GET THE BLOODY DOOR!" Changing directions, she headed for the door. Opening it, she quickly hid her face, ashamed, but it was too late.
"Ginny Weasley, a maid!" Pansy Parkinson shrieked with laughter. Ginny waited for the laughter to subside before leading her grudgingly into the breathtaking dining room.
"Make yourself comfortable," Ginny said, struggling to stop herself from adding the word "bitch" at the end of her sentence.
"Whatever. Get me some coffee will you?" Ginny left to make the coffee just as Draco walked in.
"I'll have one too," he told her. Ginny came back moments later with two hot cups of coffee. She had been debating putting something very nasty into Pansy's cup, but had decided against it. She didn't want to be punished any more than she had to be.
In the end, it didn't matter anyway. There was no sign of Pansy or Draco, and she suspected they had gone up to his bedroom, which was, unfortunately for her, right next to hers. She climbed the stairs, and made her way into her bedroom. Making sure the door was closed, she changed quickly and got into her bed, trying to ignore the moaning and groaning that could be heard from next door. Try as she might, she couldn't stop herself from feeling just a little jealous… after all, she thought sleepily, Draco had the body of a young god… and there had certainly been a lot of girls at Hogwarts who had been pretty anxious to climb right into his bed at night… every night.
A/N: so this chapter is OK.. not the best but oh well don't be too harsh :P REVIEW
