"Do you love me?" She asked when he began kissing her neck again. He was too wrapped up in her to realize that she asked if he loved her.
"Yes."
He pulled away abruptly knowing what exactly she had asked him and his answer. It sunk into him now, the impact of her words. He answered her while his body had been reacting by the lust she had provoked in him. She looked at him with a questioning gaze and he willed himself to close up entirely. He tried to get his breathing back to normal and walked to the other side of the desk.
"I can't do this. This is wrong. I am with someone else and she is wonderful. You are with Potter, and this is wrong. What we had a long time ago is over. We never will be what we were. I don't love you, it was just that you had asked me that and I couldn't comprehend what exactly you had said. Leave now." He had his back to her and she was very confused. One minute he is kissing her and the next he is telling her to leave.
"What do you mean?" She asked when he began sifting through papers. He placed his hands on the desk, his anger rising. Why wouldn't she make this easy? He breathed in through his nose trying to calm himself down. He just wanted her to leave, he wanted her out of his life.
"I mean, get out Weasley." He barked at her when he turned around. Shock was evident on her face as she stood and walked around to the other side of his desk. "I want you out now, I never want you coming back." He was going to turn around again when she caught his arm. Anger was coursing through his body and it was mounting every second she stayed in his office.
"We were friends and more. Are you just going to give that up because you can't kiss me?" She had no idea why he didn't want her around and she was making accusations when there were no facts in her hands. He jerked out of her grasp and rounded on her.
"You have no idea how I am feeling. I want it and you to go away. You have been in a coma for six years. You have no idea what has gone on between anyone. You wake up and automatically assume you need to know everything. You waltz in here and tell me about how Harry won't tell you anything and I feel that I could oblige you by telling you what you wanted to know, and then you turn around and try to get me to admit something that is not true. I don't love you. I want you to get out and not come back. I am in a good relationship right now and I do not want to ruin it. You go home and cry to Potter telling him how I would not tell you anything. Oh wait, he does not know you are here. So, thanks for the lovely snog now be on your way. I have things to do and very important people to see." He said as he opened the door and swept his arm towards the hall. She was shocked beyond words. She walked towards the open door. She stopped and looked at him. Her pride had been hurt and so had her feelings.
"You are different from how I remember you." She said as she looked into his hardened gaze and a smirk twisted on his lips.
"Well seeing as you don't remember a whole lot..." She felt tears well up in her eyes and his smirk grew. "Really Weasley, you have got to get over your broken pride. Not everyone is perfect." She was not going to let him have the satisfaction of making her cry. She walked out and he shut the door behind her. He leaned up against the closed door and closed his eyes tightly. He did it. The whole time he had said those things to her his heart had been constricting tightly. He had never wanted to say those things to her. He knew he had to, but she was gone and hopefully she would never come back. He needed her to stay away, but he knew that one-day he would go back to her and tell her he was sorry.
He was relieved that she was gone but he had a sense that next time, it would be her turning him down.
He was leaning against the door rubbing his face when he heard a knock on his door. It was soft and he wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone else. They knocked a little more and he was beginning to get annoyed.
"Go away." He said when they knocked again. The knocking stopped and when they didn't knock again he opened the door to see if they had gone. The person that he supposed had been knocking on his door was Jeanie. She was walking back down the hall when a young man stopped her.
Draco watched as the man, who looked to be about twenty-four at the most, started talking with Jeanie. She was wearing a black skirt with heels and white shirt. The shirt was neither loose nor tight. It showed her curves in a way that Draco did not like. Her skirt came before her knees and it gave her hips a wonderful curvy look. The man was saying something and Draco saw her blush. She turned a brighter red when the man placed a hand on her hip and lightly pulled her closer. She fell against him, unexpectedly, and he placed his lips over hers. Draco could feel his blood boiling with anger. He stepped back into the room and closed the door loudly.
He didn't know why he was so angry, because not twenty minutes ago he had been kissing another woman. He didn't mind cheating, but when they cheated it bothered him. The reality of that came crashing down on him and he felt his stomach lurch painfully. It was true. Jeanie needed someone who wasn't in love with another woman and who wouldn't start kissing someone at the drop of a hat. He heard voices in the hall and he listened.
"Jeanie, can't we just talk about this?" He was sure it was that man and it was obviously Jeanie.
"No, I can't. There is nothing to talk about. I- I'm seeing someone now and it was wrong to do what I did. I really care about this man and I-I- I'm pretty sure he cares about me. Please John, I'll talk to you later." She sounded angry at herself. I'm pretty sure he cares about me... He could hear that again and felt his stomach squeeze together tightly. Had she heard him slam the door? He slapped his forehead with his right hand.
"You're a liar Jeanie. I bet you're not even seeing anyone. I'm sure you just make it up like they all say you do. I bet you see women. Is that it Jeanie? Afraid a man is too much for you? Well... who're you seeing then?" Draco couldn't believe what he was hearing. This man was a bastard. He heard a slap and he opened the door quickly hoping against hope that the man, John, hadn't slapped her. She was standing there her face contorted in anger and her rosy cheeks stained with tears.
"Don't you ever say that again. I will never see you." She said and he turned to leave with his hand on his cheek. She turned around and stopped when she saw Draco. He saw tears well up in her eyes and she looked away. "I uh... I didn't know you were there. You-you um... you shouldn't have heard that." She was biting her lip trying hard not to cry. He was shocked that the man would even dare to say something like that to a woman.
"Do you want to come in?" He asked when she hadn't continued. She was refusing to look at him and he knew she was humiliated. She was embarrassed and he saw a tear slip down over her cheek. She nodded and he went to take her hand but she moved past him silently. He dropped his hand back down to his side as he walked into the room closing the door behind him. He walked up to her and turned her around to him. She let the tears fall and he held her close against his chest. She was gripping his shirt, tightly, as the tears racked her body.
"It's okay." He said trying to sooth her. He was rubbing her back up and down as she cried. She had the hiccups now and she slid her arms around is neck for comfort. She whispered something against his neck and he pulled back to look at her. "What did you say?" He hadn't heard her but he hoped she hadn't said I love you.
"I said, Don't leave me Draco." She said it louder but it was still a whisper. He looked at her and his heart and stomach lurched when he saw the look in her eyes.
"I promise." He whispered against her lips. He coaxed her into kissing him and her kisses were nothing like Ginny's. Her kisses were softer and warmer. He could taste her tears as he pulled her closer to him. They pulled away and she pillowed her head against his chest.
"I want to say that, last night was wonderful." She said when he moved his hand to her lower back. He chuckled.
"I know. You're beautiful, love." She laughed and pulled away. He liked having her small and warm body pressed against his. "Do you like to tease me?" He said after she pulled away from him. She laughed and he watched her breasts heave with each laugh. He kissed her neck and she tilted it, giving him more access to it. He kissed up to her ear and made a silent promise.
I promise I will never leave you.
No matter what.
Ron was sitting in his office when Hermione walked in. She was holding her back with one hand and the other holding her stomach. He watched her as she waddled in and sat down heavily into one of his chairs with a smile on her lips.
"Gosh, I forgot what it was like to not be able to apparate when you're pregnant. Do you know how many times I had to use that stupid elevator to get here. I kept forgetting which floor it was on. Silly me." He laughed and she closed her eyes. He could see dark circles under her eyes and he felt sorry for her. All of his family had had many children. He wanted more children, but he didn't think Hermione did. He didn't want to get that thing muggle men do to not have children. It sounded painful. Plus, wizards aren't supposed to believe in birth control, but some did. Not to name any names... Malfoy! He thought silently. Yet, he would do anything Hermione wanted.
"After this one, love, we will have no more. I'm sorry you have to go through this. It's my fault. All of it. I'll get one of those... uh... vesti... no no... that's not right... don't tell me, I've got it. Vestset, vestments, vesectimimi, vasectomy! That's it, Vasectomy. If you want, I'll get one. I don't want you to have to go through this pain again." She had a smile tugging at the edges of her mouth. She knew how much he hated the muggle doctors and if he was offering to do it, just so she wouldn't have to be pregnant, he must really feel bad. She knew he wanted more kids. Even though he had hand-me-downs and his family wasn't rich, he had loved his childhood. Up until his sixth year, when he and Harry had battled against Voldemort in the final show down. It had been a horrible night and Hermione tried not to think about it. She pushed the memory away with others from that year.
"Oh Ron, it's fine. I love having children. Anyway, I have good news. I've just gotten back from St. Mungos from my check up and guess what? You'll never guess." He looked at her and his face changed from worry to the look he gets when he's thinking or concentrating hard. He looked up at her and shrugged. "Guess." He sighed and slid a hand through his silky red locks. They flopped back over his forehead and he tugged at a lock and watched it as it bounced back.
"We're having twins?" He laughed when he said it. "Tell me what it is." He said after a few moments.
"You got it Ron. We're having twins." He gaped at her. She couldn't be serious. He had wanted twins, and his wish came true. He leapt up and across the room in one sprint. She laughed when he grabbed her and pulled her against him. The Auror training had been good to him and his body. He kissed her and when he pulled back he was smiling.
"Two boys? Girls? One boy and girl? What are they?" She laughed and stepped back. She pulled out a piece of paper and gave it to him. He scanned it quickly and his smile grew wider. "Two boys. I can't believe it." He had said it more to himself then to her. They heard a knock on the door and Hermione opened it. It was Harry and he was standing there with Ginny. They were smiling and when they saw Ron clutching a piece of paper with a huge grin on his face they looked at Hermione who patted her stomach. Ginny launched across to Hermione and they began to talk in whispers. Ginny squealed and hugged the other woman tightly.
Harry walked up to Ron and took the piece of paper. He read it over and smiled. "Wow mate, seems to me you've got another Fred and George on your hands." With that, Ron paled and looked at Hermione who burst into laughter. Ginny and Harry followed suit and Harry clapped Ron on the back. "It's okay, I'm sure they won't be anything like them." Ron smiled and crossed his fingers.
"I hope not. One pair of them is enough, I don't want my sons like them. So far, we've had the same pattern as mum and dad. Five boys so far, although the years aren't as far apart as my brothers, but it's the same pattern. God, Bill was born in 70' and Charlie 72'... wow." He added as an after thought. Ginny looked thoughtful and then nodded.
"Yeah, that's right. God they're old." Everyone laughed and finally they stopped laughed. They heard lightening flash outside and Hermione sighed.
"I love rain. It's so soothing." They heard a knock on the door and this time Harry answered it. They couldn't see who it was but they heard a voice. Ginny had been talking to that voice on three or four hours ago.
"Look, I found something's as I was unpacking some of my boxes that were in the closet of my office and I was just wondering if you wanted them. I figured you'd be here. They were a wedding present from Molly and Arthur and I was just thinking that maybe you'd want them now. I have to apologize for everything, I should not have done what I did. But I was just upset." Ginny was wondering what on earth was going on. What was he saying?
"No there yours, it was your wedding present Draco. It's not right to give them back to me, even if you're... well anyway. Keep them. It's okay, honestly. I provoked you." Harry said thrusting whatever it was Draco had given to him. Harry leaned over and whispered something and they both cleared their throats.
"Right, well then, I'll see you later. Come by the house and we'll talk." He paused. "Please?" Draco was sounding sincere and his voice was soft and quiet and he was asking if Harry would come by. Ginny got a glimpse of a white-shiny angel looking thing as Harry passed it back to Draco.
"Okay, I'll come. I'll come later." Harry said and after that, Draco walked away. Harry closed the door and walked back with his hands in his pockets looking thoughtful. He looked up and noticed everyone looking at him. "Oh... um... it was Malfoy. He was here just... um... he wanted to talk." He said sounding a bit distant. "Anyway, what were we talking about?" He was trying to change the subject and Ginny wouldn't question him. They had made up after she had gotten back from Draco's and she didn't want him to be angry with her again.
"Well, we were talking about how old Bill and Charlie are. Then 'Mione said how she loved the rain and it was soothing for her. Nothing in particular. So is anyone hungry?" Ron said after they heard his stomach growl loudly. Everyone laughed.
"You are apparently." Harry said as he threw his head back with a bark of laughter. They all gathered their cloaks and apparated from the Ministry of Magic.
As the weeks past, it began snowing and it was getting colder. It was the middle of November and Draco was lying, stretched out, on the couch as Jeanie curled up in a chair to read a book. She was wearing some of Ginny's old jeans and they looked good on her. She had found a light blue sweater (of his) and put it on as she sat in the chair. He was watching her and it felt nice to just have someone in the room even if you're not talking. He remembered about the Christmas Ball at the Ministry was coming up in a few weeks. (More like a month.)
"Jeanie, look the Christmas Ball at the Ministry is coming up. Do you want to come with me?" He asked out of curiosity. She looked up from Witch Weekly and looked at him. He could tell that she had been into what she had been reading, since her eyes were filled with confusion.
"Um I'm sorry. I was reading this thing and I didn't hear you." She said when she set it down in her lap. He smiled and repeated himself. "Oh yeah, of course. I'd love too. You know" she said as she got up and walked over to him. "When you asked me out four months ago, I really thought you were off your rocker. But I'm glad you did. It's been really great." She kissed him and he gathered her to him. They were lying on the couch together, at his house, talking.
"I'm tired." He was too after she said it. They both yawned and stood up making their way to their bedroom.
"You never told me what was in the pouf magazine of yours." He said as they got ready for bed. She had moved in with him not to long ago. His father had not been very happy with the arrangement, but Draco had made a good point.
"Oh that, just gossip. Well it was talking about the Ministry, and all the new changes Mr. Weasley has done since he became Minister. I'll read the rest tomorrow." She said as she lay down in the bed and curled up next to Draco. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her tight against him.
"Good night." He said to her as he kissed her neck softly.
"Good night." She said and held his hand. "I love you." She said quietly.
But not quietly enough.
A/N: So how was it? (It was a long time and I'm sorry!) I know, it's not the best chapter, but it was just something I thought about. I've now got Office (aka: Word)! I'm so happy. Oh yes some of you may be confused about her saying a "four months ago" when he asked her on the first date. Well, after the scene with Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny a month past by and so I didn't really want to write all the way up till the Ball so I'm going to skip a few weeks and such. You guys will catch on.
Bye!! I love you guys. Honestly, if I didn't get such wonderful reviews I'd probably not write as much. kiss kiss
Coming in the next chapter:
Draco and Jeanie get into a fight. Draco over hears a conversation between Harry and Jeanie. Draco gets some unexpected news.
Enjoy!
"Yes."
He pulled away abruptly knowing what exactly she had asked him and his answer. It sunk into him now, the impact of her words. He answered her while his body had been reacting by the lust she had provoked in him. She looked at him with a questioning gaze and he willed himself to close up entirely. He tried to get his breathing back to normal and walked to the other side of the desk.
"I can't do this. This is wrong. I am with someone else and she is wonderful. You are with Potter, and this is wrong. What we had a long time ago is over. We never will be what we were. I don't love you, it was just that you had asked me that and I couldn't comprehend what exactly you had said. Leave now." He had his back to her and she was very confused. One minute he is kissing her and the next he is telling her to leave.
"What do you mean?" She asked when he began sifting through papers. He placed his hands on the desk, his anger rising. Why wouldn't she make this easy? He breathed in through his nose trying to calm himself down. He just wanted her to leave, he wanted her out of his life.
"I mean, get out Weasley." He barked at her when he turned around. Shock was evident on her face as she stood and walked around to the other side of his desk. "I want you out now, I never want you coming back." He was going to turn around again when she caught his arm. Anger was coursing through his body and it was mounting every second she stayed in his office.
"We were friends and more. Are you just going to give that up because you can't kiss me?" She had no idea why he didn't want her around and she was making accusations when there were no facts in her hands. He jerked out of her grasp and rounded on her.
"You have no idea how I am feeling. I want it and you to go away. You have been in a coma for six years. You have no idea what has gone on between anyone. You wake up and automatically assume you need to know everything. You waltz in here and tell me about how Harry won't tell you anything and I feel that I could oblige you by telling you what you wanted to know, and then you turn around and try to get me to admit something that is not true. I don't love you. I want you to get out and not come back. I am in a good relationship right now and I do not want to ruin it. You go home and cry to Potter telling him how I would not tell you anything. Oh wait, he does not know you are here. So, thanks for the lovely snog now be on your way. I have things to do and very important people to see." He said as he opened the door and swept his arm towards the hall. She was shocked beyond words. She walked towards the open door. She stopped and looked at him. Her pride had been hurt and so had her feelings.
"You are different from how I remember you." She said as she looked into his hardened gaze and a smirk twisted on his lips.
"Well seeing as you don't remember a whole lot..." She felt tears well up in her eyes and his smirk grew. "Really Weasley, you have got to get over your broken pride. Not everyone is perfect." She was not going to let him have the satisfaction of making her cry. She walked out and he shut the door behind her. He leaned up against the closed door and closed his eyes tightly. He did it. The whole time he had said those things to her his heart had been constricting tightly. He had never wanted to say those things to her. He knew he had to, but she was gone and hopefully she would never come back. He needed her to stay away, but he knew that one-day he would go back to her and tell her he was sorry.
He was relieved that she was gone but he had a sense that next time, it would be her turning him down.
He was leaning against the door rubbing his face when he heard a knock on his door. It was soft and he wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone else. They knocked a little more and he was beginning to get annoyed.
"Go away." He said when they knocked again. The knocking stopped and when they didn't knock again he opened the door to see if they had gone. The person that he supposed had been knocking on his door was Jeanie. She was walking back down the hall when a young man stopped her.
Draco watched as the man, who looked to be about twenty-four at the most, started talking with Jeanie. She was wearing a black skirt with heels and white shirt. The shirt was neither loose nor tight. It showed her curves in a way that Draco did not like. Her skirt came before her knees and it gave her hips a wonderful curvy look. The man was saying something and Draco saw her blush. She turned a brighter red when the man placed a hand on her hip and lightly pulled her closer. She fell against him, unexpectedly, and he placed his lips over hers. Draco could feel his blood boiling with anger. He stepped back into the room and closed the door loudly.
He didn't know why he was so angry, because not twenty minutes ago he had been kissing another woman. He didn't mind cheating, but when they cheated it bothered him. The reality of that came crashing down on him and he felt his stomach lurch painfully. It was true. Jeanie needed someone who wasn't in love with another woman and who wouldn't start kissing someone at the drop of a hat. He heard voices in the hall and he listened.
"Jeanie, can't we just talk about this?" He was sure it was that man and it was obviously Jeanie.
"No, I can't. There is nothing to talk about. I- I'm seeing someone now and it was wrong to do what I did. I really care about this man and I-I- I'm pretty sure he cares about me. Please John, I'll talk to you later." She sounded angry at herself. I'm pretty sure he cares about me... He could hear that again and felt his stomach squeeze together tightly. Had she heard him slam the door? He slapped his forehead with his right hand.
"You're a liar Jeanie. I bet you're not even seeing anyone. I'm sure you just make it up like they all say you do. I bet you see women. Is that it Jeanie? Afraid a man is too much for you? Well... who're you seeing then?" Draco couldn't believe what he was hearing. This man was a bastard. He heard a slap and he opened the door quickly hoping against hope that the man, John, hadn't slapped her. She was standing there her face contorted in anger and her rosy cheeks stained with tears.
"Don't you ever say that again. I will never see you." She said and he turned to leave with his hand on his cheek. She turned around and stopped when she saw Draco. He saw tears well up in her eyes and she looked away. "I uh... I didn't know you were there. You-you um... you shouldn't have heard that." She was biting her lip trying hard not to cry. He was shocked that the man would even dare to say something like that to a woman.
"Do you want to come in?" He asked when she hadn't continued. She was refusing to look at him and he knew she was humiliated. She was embarrassed and he saw a tear slip down over her cheek. She nodded and he went to take her hand but she moved past him silently. He dropped his hand back down to his side as he walked into the room closing the door behind him. He walked up to her and turned her around to him. She let the tears fall and he held her close against his chest. She was gripping his shirt, tightly, as the tears racked her body.
"It's okay." He said trying to sooth her. He was rubbing her back up and down as she cried. She had the hiccups now and she slid her arms around is neck for comfort. She whispered something against his neck and he pulled back to look at her. "What did you say?" He hadn't heard her but he hoped she hadn't said I love you.
"I said, Don't leave me Draco." She said it louder but it was still a whisper. He looked at her and his heart and stomach lurched when he saw the look in her eyes.
"I promise." He whispered against her lips. He coaxed her into kissing him and her kisses were nothing like Ginny's. Her kisses were softer and warmer. He could taste her tears as he pulled her closer to him. They pulled away and she pillowed her head against his chest.
"I want to say that, last night was wonderful." She said when he moved his hand to her lower back. He chuckled.
"I know. You're beautiful, love." She laughed and pulled away. He liked having her small and warm body pressed against his. "Do you like to tease me?" He said after she pulled away from him. She laughed and he watched her breasts heave with each laugh. He kissed her neck and she tilted it, giving him more access to it. He kissed up to her ear and made a silent promise.
I promise I will never leave you.
No matter what.
"Gosh, I forgot what it was like to not be able to apparate when you're pregnant. Do you know how many times I had to use that stupid elevator to get here. I kept forgetting which floor it was on. Silly me." He laughed and she closed her eyes. He could see dark circles under her eyes and he felt sorry for her. All of his family had had many children. He wanted more children, but he didn't think Hermione did. He didn't want to get that thing muggle men do to not have children. It sounded painful. Plus, wizards aren't supposed to believe in birth control, but some did. Not to name any names... Malfoy! He thought silently. Yet, he would do anything Hermione wanted.
"After this one, love, we will have no more. I'm sorry you have to go through this. It's my fault. All of it. I'll get one of those... uh... vesti... no no... that's not right... don't tell me, I've got it. Vestset, vestments, vesectimimi, vasectomy! That's it, Vasectomy. If you want, I'll get one. I don't want you to have to go through this pain again." She had a smile tugging at the edges of her mouth. She knew how much he hated the muggle doctors and if he was offering to do it, just so she wouldn't have to be pregnant, he must really feel bad. She knew he wanted more kids. Even though he had hand-me-downs and his family wasn't rich, he had loved his childhood. Up until his sixth year, when he and Harry had battled against Voldemort in the final show down. It had been a horrible night and Hermione tried not to think about it. She pushed the memory away with others from that year.
"Oh Ron, it's fine. I love having children. Anyway, I have good news. I've just gotten back from St. Mungos from my check up and guess what? You'll never guess." He looked at her and his face changed from worry to the look he gets when he's thinking or concentrating hard. He looked up at her and shrugged. "Guess." He sighed and slid a hand through his silky red locks. They flopped back over his forehead and he tugged at a lock and watched it as it bounced back.
"We're having twins?" He laughed when he said it. "Tell me what it is." He said after a few moments.
"You got it Ron. We're having twins." He gaped at her. She couldn't be serious. He had wanted twins, and his wish came true. He leapt up and across the room in one sprint. She laughed when he grabbed her and pulled her against him. The Auror training had been good to him and his body. He kissed her and when he pulled back he was smiling.
"Two boys? Girls? One boy and girl? What are they?" She laughed and stepped back. She pulled out a piece of paper and gave it to him. He scanned it quickly and his smile grew wider. "Two boys. I can't believe it." He had said it more to himself then to her. They heard a knock on the door and Hermione opened it. It was Harry and he was standing there with Ginny. They were smiling and when they saw Ron clutching a piece of paper with a huge grin on his face they looked at Hermione who patted her stomach. Ginny launched across to Hermione and they began to talk in whispers. Ginny squealed and hugged the other woman tightly.
Harry walked up to Ron and took the piece of paper. He read it over and smiled. "Wow mate, seems to me you've got another Fred and George on your hands." With that, Ron paled and looked at Hermione who burst into laughter. Ginny and Harry followed suit and Harry clapped Ron on the back. "It's okay, I'm sure they won't be anything like them." Ron smiled and crossed his fingers.
"I hope not. One pair of them is enough, I don't want my sons like them. So far, we've had the same pattern as mum and dad. Five boys so far, although the years aren't as far apart as my brothers, but it's the same pattern. God, Bill was born in 70' and Charlie 72'... wow." He added as an after thought. Ginny looked thoughtful and then nodded.
"Yeah, that's right. God they're old." Everyone laughed and finally they stopped laughed. They heard lightening flash outside and Hermione sighed.
"I love rain. It's so soothing." They heard a knock on the door and this time Harry answered it. They couldn't see who it was but they heard a voice. Ginny had been talking to that voice on three or four hours ago.
"Look, I found something's as I was unpacking some of my boxes that were in the closet of my office and I was just wondering if you wanted them. I figured you'd be here. They were a wedding present from Molly and Arthur and I was just thinking that maybe you'd want them now. I have to apologize for everything, I should not have done what I did. But I was just upset." Ginny was wondering what on earth was going on. What was he saying?
"No there yours, it was your wedding present Draco. It's not right to give them back to me, even if you're... well anyway. Keep them. It's okay, honestly. I provoked you." Harry said thrusting whatever it was Draco had given to him. Harry leaned over and whispered something and they both cleared their throats.
"Right, well then, I'll see you later. Come by the house and we'll talk." He paused. "Please?" Draco was sounding sincere and his voice was soft and quiet and he was asking if Harry would come by. Ginny got a glimpse of a white-shiny angel looking thing as Harry passed it back to Draco.
"Okay, I'll come. I'll come later." Harry said and after that, Draco walked away. Harry closed the door and walked back with his hands in his pockets looking thoughtful. He looked up and noticed everyone looking at him. "Oh... um... it was Malfoy. He was here just... um... he wanted to talk." He said sounding a bit distant. "Anyway, what were we talking about?" He was trying to change the subject and Ginny wouldn't question him. They had made up after she had gotten back from Draco's and she didn't want him to be angry with her again.
"Well, we were talking about how old Bill and Charlie are. Then 'Mione said how she loved the rain and it was soothing for her. Nothing in particular. So is anyone hungry?" Ron said after they heard his stomach growl loudly. Everyone laughed.
"You are apparently." Harry said as he threw his head back with a bark of laughter. They all gathered their cloaks and apparated from the Ministry of Magic.
As the weeks past, it began snowing and it was getting colder. It was the middle of November and Draco was lying, stretched out, on the couch as Jeanie curled up in a chair to read a book. She was wearing some of Ginny's old jeans and they looked good on her. She had found a light blue sweater (of his) and put it on as she sat in the chair. He was watching her and it felt nice to just have someone in the room even if you're not talking. He remembered about the Christmas Ball at the Ministry was coming up in a few weeks. (More like a month.)
"Jeanie, look the Christmas Ball at the Ministry is coming up. Do you want to come with me?" He asked out of curiosity. She looked up from Witch Weekly and looked at him. He could tell that she had been into what she had been reading, since her eyes were filled with confusion.
"Um I'm sorry. I was reading this thing and I didn't hear you." She said when she set it down in her lap. He smiled and repeated himself. "Oh yeah, of course. I'd love too. You know" she said as she got up and walked over to him. "When you asked me out four months ago, I really thought you were off your rocker. But I'm glad you did. It's been really great." She kissed him and he gathered her to him. They were lying on the couch together, at his house, talking.
"I'm tired." He was too after she said it. They both yawned and stood up making their way to their bedroom.
"You never told me what was in the pouf magazine of yours." He said as they got ready for bed. She had moved in with him not to long ago. His father had not been very happy with the arrangement, but Draco had made a good point.
"Oh that, just gossip. Well it was talking about the Ministry, and all the new changes Mr. Weasley has done since he became Minister. I'll read the rest tomorrow." She said as she lay down in the bed and curled up next to Draco. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her tight against him.
"Good night." He said to her as he kissed her neck softly.
"Good night." She said and held his hand. "I love you." She said quietly.
But not quietly enough.
A/N: So how was it? (It was a long time and I'm sorry!) I know, it's not the best chapter, but it was just something I thought about. I've now got Office (aka: Word)! I'm so happy. Oh yes some of you may be confused about her saying a "four months ago" when he asked her on the first date. Well, after the scene with Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny a month past by and so I didn't really want to write all the way up till the Ball so I'm going to skip a few weeks and such. You guys will catch on.
Bye!! I love you guys. Honestly, if I didn't get such wonderful reviews I'd probably not write as much. kiss kiss
Coming in the next chapter:
Draco and Jeanie get into a fight. Draco over hears a conversation between Harry and Jeanie. Draco gets some unexpected news.
Enjoy!