Dark Mark

Ginny had so much she wanted to say to him but had to clue where to begin. She wanted to ask about his father, wanted to know what made him smile, his favorite colors, although she'd guess green and silver, if he was a death eater yet, he had declined to comment on their earlier conversation, what he wanted to do in life. Basically, Ginny Weasley wanted to get to know the real Draco Malfoy. Little did Ginny know that similar thoughts were running through Draco's head. He knew she wasn't entirely swept up in Dumbledore's cause, but she wasn't entirely brainwashed by Voldemort. She was like himself, sitting on a fence, teetering from one side to the other. Instead of talking, they sat in a companionable, rather apprehensive silence. Eventually Draco drifted off to sleep. Ginny thought she had never seen anything so beautiful in her life. Draco was just so gorgeous, and she dared to think it, innocent looking as he slept. Ginny continued her perusal of Draco, when her eyes rested on his left wrist. She gasped as she saw the tip of the Dark Mark, marring his skin. She didn't feel disappointed, which surprised her, but she felt intrigued. What were his motives for joining Voldemort's ranks? She knew he was nothing like his father; he quit hiding behind that bastard in his sixth year. Slowly she bent forward, her curiosity getting the best of her (she had never seen the Dark Mark up close before), and pushed up the cuff of his shirt. Tenderly, almost reverently, she traced the Dark Mark, lightly with her fingertips. Draco stirred, and she quickly withdrew her hand, but his hand grabbed a hold of her wrist.

"Don't stop," he muttered. His eyes had darkened into a deep blue/gray and they were a torrent of emotion. Confusion, surprise, lust…love? Ginny was suddenly cast under his irreversible spell.

"D-did, it…"she began.

"It hurt like hell," he said answering her unasked question, "It's burns most of the time now. It's sheer agony when he calls you though." Draco almost held a look of contempt on his face. Ginny noticed he was still grasping her wrist, and moved her hand away. But instead of placing her hand in her lap, she intertwined their fingers, almost as if acting on instinct.

"Why, did you get the mark then?"

"Honestly, I don't really know. Just because I despise mudbloods, doesn't mean I personally enjoy killing people for the fun of it. I do agree that keeping the pure blood amongst wizards is the most noble of causes, but I also realize that we will eventually die out if we didn't marry Muggles. I don't fancy marrying my first cousin, would you? To pay my last respects to my father, I decided to join Voldemort. Let's face it, I'm not fond of that old coot Dumbledore or Potter. My beliefs are more in line with Voldemort. I will defend my side and my decision to the death. There is no going back now."

Draco watched as Ginny's eyes filled with pride, respect and, surprisingly, understanding. He thought for a moment he saw love, but what do Malfoy's know of love? Not really understanding what she was doing, Ginny slowly brought Malfoy's hand up to her lips. Turning his hand over, she kissed the Dark Mark.

Ginny knew her life would be different from that moment on. To her, kissing the Dark Mark was a more intimate act than sex; in a way she felt she had bound herself to Draco. She had also given her nod to Tom; she had willing just given respect to Voldemort himself, by kissing his symbol. Ginny knew at that moment that Draco Malfoy was the only man she'd ever turn her back on her family for. Kissing his Dark Mark felt right. Ginny wanted a mark of her own, and the man sitting in front of her could give her a life she never dreamed of. She knew it was slightly stupid, as she never believed in frivolous things such as love at first sight, but at that moment she knew she loved Draco Malfoy. Not that she was ready to admit that to him…yet.

They sat caught up in this surreal moment, just staring at each other. Draco realized that Ginny had picked him. She was now his. It didn't matter that she was poor, or that she was a Weasley. He valued her. He valued her courage, her strength, her ideals, and her innocence. Draco felt his heart melt at the goddess before him. With his free hand, he leaned forward and wound a loose curl around his finger. Merlin, her fiery hair was as soft as silk. Ginny glanced into his lust filled eyes, and wanted to tell him it was okay. She was his.

"Draco, I— she began, but he silenced her with a kiss.

The kiss contained a sweetness she would have never expected from him. Although, the kiss was short and tender, she felt it burn through her soul; she wanted more. Draco looked unsure as to what to do next, which she found funny, as he was the Sex God of Slytherin, yet pleasing at the same time. It was obvious that he respected her, so he wanted to take things slow. She was glad she hadn't given herself to Damien. Smiling and giggling softly she leaned towards Draco again. Draco barely had time to marvel at her tinkling laugh when Ginny pulled Draco into another kiss.

Draco groaned as he released Ginny's hair from her ponytail and ran his fingers through the long silky strands. Ginny felt Draco's tongue sweep her bottom lip, begging for entrance, which was immediately granted. Ginny had never felt anything as good as Draco's kisses. She was sure she had died and gone to heaven. Draco was like a drug, and he was intoxicating all her senses. Draco smelled so good; he smelled of rain and outdoors, possibly pine. But, she could tell she wasn't the only one who couldn't get enough of the other, as Draco had just pulled Ginny onto his lap. Likewise, Draco thought Ginny smelled heavenly of vanilla and lavender and she tasted like honey. Merlin, he couldn't get enough. Straddling him, Ginny fisted her hands in his soft hair as he bit her bottom lip, causing her to moan. Ginny broke the kiss, much to Draco's dissatisfaction, but Ginny just Grinned impishly as she kissed her way up his jaw, and then bit hollow point of his neck, then soothed the area with her tongue. As, she licked the outer shell of his ear, all the remaining blood in his body rushed to a certain part of his anatomy.

"Sweet Circe, Gin," he muttered as he flipped them over, so he was lying on top of her. He then began to ravage her mouth, with rough, intense kisses. Ginny felt a throbbing at her center-an ache, an ache to which only Draco held the cure. Detaching her hands from his hair, she slid them down his well-muscled back; Eliciting a groan of pleasure from Draco. She quickly tried to undo his silk tie, but fumbled a bit out of nerves. Draco gave her a sexy, half smile that dampened her knickers, as he loosened the tie for her. Draco let out a small hiss as he felt the cool silk of the tie slide across his skin as she quickly discarded it. Ginny's small hands were making fast work of Draco's buttons, wanting to feel his bare skin. Growing impatient, she ripped the rest of his shirt of sending buttons flying everywhere. Draco let out a deep laugh at Ginny's impatience.

"Now, now, Gin, don't go starting something you can't finish." Ginny reddened at his comment. Draco mentally kicked himself for not kissing Ginny sooner as he had been on fairly good terms with her for a year. Well, no time like the present time to make up for lost time, he mused.

"Just shut up and touch me, you arsehole" To show she was serious, she pulled her shirt over her head and threw it across the compartment.

Draco smirked at the fire goddess below him. Capturing her lips in a searing kiss, he reached behind her to unclasp her simple cotton bra, quickly discarding the offending fabric. Draco bit Ginny's neck just below her ear, causing her to moan and dig her nails into his back. Slowly, he kissed his way, capturing each freckle that strayed into his path, as he made his way down the valley between her breasts. His kisses and his touches were like fire. Draco massaged her right breast with his hand, while he took the other into his mouth, causing Ginny to arch up into him. Both groaned at the contact. Ginny wasn't sure how much longer she was going to last; she was also a bit apprehensive about losing her virginity on the train. She debated telling Draco she was a virgin, but the wonderful things he was doing with his mouth was clouding her logic.

"Merlin, you are so perfect," Draco murmured. Ginny's response was to lightly stroke the bulge in his pants.

"Draco, please, I want you," Ginny managed to gasp. Her mind soared into ecstasy as he slowly brought his and to the apex of her thigh, bunching up her skirt. Ginny, in turn, ripped off his belt and threw it somewhere next to her shirt. Ginny began to kiss him passionately once more. Each were so involved in the other that they hadn't noticed the commotion on the other side of the door.

"Why, aren't you going in, Blaise," asked an annoyed Pansy.

"The damn door is stuck, I think it might be charmed shut"

"Shit! You don't think they're killing each other do you? Why did we leave them alone?" asked a somewhat frantic Pansy. "We have to help Ginny! Draco can be bastard, but I didn't think he'd go this far. ALOHAMORA!"

Pandemonium ensued.

The busy couple were only alerted to the fact that they had intruders when…

"Sweet Merlin! Ginny's got a nice rack!" exclaimed Blaise.

Ginny and Draco jumped and scrambled off the couch as Pansy smacked Blaise across the face. Ginny shrieked and frantically searched for her bra, her shirt, anything, but they were all laying at the ground near Blaise's feet. Ginny, blooming a bright crimson, ducked behind Draco for protection. Draco looked murderous, as he tried to shield a beet-red Ginny from view.

"You're in no state to shield her, either mate," Blaise commented while nodding his head to Draco's unbuttoned pants and obvious arousal.

"That's it, out, OUT!" Draco roared at Blaise who was giggling like a schoolgirl, and at Pansy who was holding onto Blaise for support, while laughing at Ginny and Draco's predicament.

"All right, Drake. I was just stopping by to let you know the Heads are wanted at the front of the train in five minutes. And Gin," she said to the red forehead peeking out from behind and irate Draco, "your trunk is on the other side of the door," in undertone to Blaise she muttered, "I never thought Ginny would lose her virtue on a train. Maybe she's more like me then I thought." They exited the compartment with a snap.

Digesting Pansy's last comment, Draco whirled around to face Ginny. "You're a virgin!" he stated incredulously, "Why didn't you tell me!"

If possible, Ginny's blush deepened even more, but this time it was because of anger and hurt, but mostly hurt. She wondered if that's all Draco thought she was- a quick shag. She felt stupid for thinking she and Draco shared something special. The feelings obviously weren't mutual. Realizing she was still topless, she felt even more vulnerable, and desperately grabbed the nearest item of clothing, which happened to be Draco's button down shirt.

"Why," she spat venomously, "would it have mattered? I don't even matter to you. I'm just another one of your whores." Ginny was on the verge of tears, and her pain was evident in big brown eyes. Draco's heart almost broke in two. Ignoring his own state of undress, he took a step forward to Ginny.

"Yes, it matters. You should have told me, I want your first time to be special." Draco said as he wiped the tears cascading down Ginny's face away. He almost cringed at the power this girl had over him, she had reduced the powerful, ascerbic and immaculate Draco Malfoy into a lovesick fool, but she was worth his reputation and then some.

"But, it doesn't matter where I am, as long as it's you I'm with, it will be special," Ginny choked out. She was beginning to like Draco Malfoy more and more and she truly believed that statement. He wasn't the coldhearted bastard everyone believed him to be.

Draco leaned forward to kiss away her remaining tears. "I don't want to shag my girlfriend on the school train like some common slag," Ginny's heart lifted, she was his girlfriend! "You're mine now Ginny, and I'm going to treat you like a queen. You deserve better than a train compartment. Even if it is the head boy compartment with my name on it."

Ginny beamed up at Draco and knew he would be well worth the wait. Draco's heart quickened when he saw how beautiful Ginny looked smiling at him, her hair all mussed up, her cheeks flushed, eyes radiating happiness and her lips swollen from his kisses. He felt as if he already loved Ginny, and would love her- forever. Ginny looped her arms around his neck and engulfed him in a tight hug. Looking him in the eyes while running her fingers through his hair she said…

"And yes, I will be your girlfriend," she laughed her tinkly little laugh. She liked that fact that Draco assumed she was his, and took without asking. His actions made her feel prized and valued, something she hardly ever felt.

Draco laughed with her, "I thought so," and pulled her into a kiss.

"Merlin. Do you guys ever stop? You have all year to make out. We're almost to Hogwarts, Draco, you need to get up to the front of the train," came Pansy's exasperated voice as she threw the rest of Ginny's uniform into the compartment. "Although, I suggest you both get dressed first," she said as she pulled Blaise from the compartment, as he was craning his head to see if he could glimpse Ginny's knockers through Draco's unbuttoned shirt.

Rather than get dressed herself, she watched Draco rebutton his trousers, gather his robe, run his fingers through his messed up hair, and pull on an undershirt. After he finished, he turned and looked at her, amusement once again evident in his eyes. He just stared at her and watched Ginny's discomfort grow. Why was he just staring? Did I do something wrong? Do I look like a blooming idiot? She began to fidget and snapped…

"Why, the bloody hell, aren't you leaving," she regretted the harshness of her words, but Draco just laughed his deep laugh.

"I would, love," he said taking a step forward and dropping a kiss on the top of her head, "but you're still wearing my shirt."

Ginny felt sheepish and blushed for what seemed like the millionth time that day as she looked down at the glinting Head Boy badge.

"Oh."

She pulled off his shirt and donned on her own uniform. Draco gave her a swift kiss and headed for the door. But before she could stop herself and throwing all caution to the winds, as she hardly knew the man in front of her (but that will soon change, she thought), she cried…

"Draco, stop!" Something frantic in her voice made him stop and turn around looking concerned. He walked up to Ginny and cupped her chin.

"What is it, Gin?"

"I love you, Draco," Ginny said barely above a whisper. Draco looked quite shocked and Ginny felt like a stupid, foolish prat for telling him that, she was about to apologize when…

"I love you too, Ginerva," he whispered before he gave her a tender kiss, which quickly grew more passionate.

"Oh, for the love of all things holy!" came Pansy's frustrated shriek as she peeked into the compartment to see was keeping Draco.

A/N:Yeah, I know that seems entirely unrealistic because they seem to have just "met" each other, but I wasn't sure if my story completely sucked. If in fact my story is horrible and boring, this fic can stand as sort of one-shot-ish, but if it's good, I could continue and make it work. Review if you want, flame me if it makes you happy