The next day Harry stood in front of his mirror and looked at himself. His hair fell over his forehead in a sexy way, but his eyes were rimmed with red from crying and drinking. The emerald green of his eyes were shocking as he stood in front of the mirror with a forest green sweater on with blue jeans.
He sighed and sank into the chair in front of his desk. Maybe he should just leave her alone. But loving her was so hard. Especially knowing that the child wasn't his and she loved Draco. He would get her back. He vowed that he would have her. No matter what it took.
He decided that he had to talk to her one last time. This would either make her see or push her farther from him. He hoped it was number one instead of number two. He grabbed his wand and apparated. When he got there no one was downstairs. He walked upstairs, with his wand in his back pocket, and opened the bedroom door. Jeanie was still in bed. Either that or she was taking a nap, since it was almost five o'clock. He walked towards the bed and eased himself down next to her.
She looked so serene with her soft features and her red hair spilled out over the green silk. Her red lips were parted slightly and her breaths were slow. He lay down next to her and looked at her. He had lain next to her many times and had watched her sleep, and the feeling he had for her always overwhelmed him. He leaned forward and lightly brushed his lips over hers. He pulled back and ran his finger over her jaw. A smile appeared on her lips. She opened her eyes and when she saw Harry she jumped back. He sat up quickly and grabbed her wrist.
"Please Jeanie, don't run away," he asked pleadingly. She looked at him felt her cheeks flush. Her nightgown hid very little and she new he had noticed. He noticed her blushing and he smiled roguishly. "It's okay. I've seen you in less." She blushed hotly and jumped from the bed.
"Oh you!" she said angrily as she walked to the bathroom. She shut the door and when she came out she was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt. "What do you want Harry?" He was sitting on the edge of the bed and was staring at her.
"I want you. I don't care if the child isn't mine. I'll raise it as my own and we can have others. Jeanie I love you," he paused for a second. "I know you don't love me, but maybe that can change. I know it can. I know that in time you can love me, but all you need to do is leave Draco." She looked down at the floor and sat in a chair across from him. He stood up and walked over to where she was sitting and got down on his knees. "Please Jeanie. I can't live without you." He took her hands in his and stroked them. He placed his head in her lap and placed her hands on his head. She felt tears well up in her eyes. She could hear him taking deep breaths and she bit her lip to keep from crying also.
"Harry I can't. I love him so much. I know you love me, but I don't love you. Even if I did leave Draco you'd be miserable. You'd know I was still in love with him and it would hurt you. It's just better this way." He pulled away angrily and looked her in the eye. He stood up and began pacing the room.
"What kind of hold does he have over you? What does he have that I don't? I don't know why you love him. He doesn't love you," he said aggressively. He stopped in front of her and looked down at her. His legs were spread and he had his hands clasped behind him. She looked up at him and he could tell she was on the verge of tears.
"He does. He does love me. I know it! Why else would he be so loyal to me? I love him and that is the only hold he has over me," she said angrily. Harry snorted with laughter. He looked at her with disbelief.
"Loyal? Draco has been loyal to you? I beg to differ, love. He hasn't been loyal," he said with spite. She looked at him questioningly and he let out a sharp bark of laughter. "Don't tell me you didn't know."
"What are you talking about Harry?" For a second he thought about not telling her. If he told her, she might stay with Draco just to prove him wrong. But maybe not. He had to take his chances.
"Ah love you're so naïve. He's been seeing Ginny for awhile now. Wasn't it obvious?" The pain obvious in her eyes. Harry hated hurting her, but it was the only way.
"No. Draco-he said he wouldn't. I don't believe it," she angrily. "You're just saying this because" Harry was shaking his head. She felt a tear slip down her cheek and she brushed it away impatiently. Harry dropped down in front of her.
"No love. I'm telling you the truth. It's your choice whether or not to believe it. I'm telling you, Jeanie, that he's been sleeping with Ginny. You have to believe me." Yet she was shaking her head. She jumped up and moved towards the bed.
"No! I can't believe you. He wouldn't ever do that. You and I were a mistake. Nothing should have happened between us. If I could redo it, then I would. But even if he does love Ginny, he wouldn't do that!" she screamed at him. She had tears running down her cheeks. Harry stood there, his heart breaking, and his hands shaking. She turned to leave but he caught her wrist and together the fell onto the bed.
He pressed his lips to hers, demanding, and wouldn't stop. He parted her lips with his own and slid his tongue into her mouth. She tried to get away from him, but he was persistent. When she felt his tongue glide over hers she gave a cry of anguish and kissed him back. He slid his hand down her side and rested it on her breast and she pressed her body closer to him. He pulled his mouth away from her to press kisses on the side of her throat. She moaned and turned her face towards his. There lips met and her hands rested on his hips.
He pressed his hips closer to hers and she lifted hers. Her body arched into his and he pressed his mouth to the skin above her shirt. He felt her nipple against his hand and he stroked it. He pulled his mouth away and looked into her brown eyes.
"See Jeanie? This is right. We're right," he said as he pressed butterfly kisses on her lips. "Marry me Jeanie? Marry me and make everything right." As if she came back to the world at his question she pushed him away from her, with a great amount of force, and jumped from the bed. They were breathing hard and his green eyes were staring at her, caressing her boldly. Branding her everywhere they touched.
"I can't marry you. I-I don't love you. However right this might seem it's not. Please Harry just leave be. You make it so hard." He was sitting on the edge of the bed now and he titled his head.
"Make what so hard?" She sighed and leaned against the wall.
"Make it so hard to stay loyal to Draco and to just give into my lust. I want you, yes, but I won't sleep with you. I won't marry you." Anger snapped in his eyes and he stood up quickly. He picked up his wand.
"Fine. But just remember," he said as he walked up to her; he leaned down and whispered, "that Draco's sleeping with Ginny and he has no second thoughts about you. He'd rather have Ginny's body instead of yours any day." And with that he apparated.
Jeanie slid down the wall and landed on the floor with sobs racking her body. Was it really true? Was Draco truly sleeping with Ginny behind her back?
"No. He can't, he just can't," she moaned with her head in her hands. She leaned her head against the wall and looked at the ceiling.
She knew Draco wasn't in love with her, but did he have to sleep with Ginny? She thought about the times when she and Harry had slept together and felt tears well up in her eyes. That was wrong, wasn't it? Maybe Draco knew about that? Maybe that's why he's sleeping with Ginny. Yet she had a gnawing feeling that that was a lie too.
She stood up and changed into a flimsy nightgown and went downstairs and lit a fire. She walked back upstairs and closing the bedroom door behind her lit the fir in their room. She crawled into bed, pulling the drapes around the bed and cried.
"Oh Draco I hate you." She whispered before she fell asleep.
Draco had his hands in her hair and she was straddling his lap as they kissed fiercely. He moaned when her hands moved over his chest. He pulled back and he looked into her eyes. Yet the eyes he was looking into weren't Ginny's. He shook his head trying to get rid of Jeanie's eyes. He had been thinking about her all day. Since this morning at least. He felt all the desire to have Ginny leave his body.
"Ginny we need to talk," he said quietly. She pulled back and nodded. She stood up and went to sit in the chair opposite his desk. "I've been thinking lately and I can't do this anymore." She looked at him and wrinkled her brow.
"Do what?" He sighed and ran a hand over his tired face.
"This. You and I. I have to be there for Jeanie. She's almost five months pregnant and I'm the father. And I think I'm in love with her. I don't want to do this anymore. If she ever found out she would leave for good and I don't know how I could stand it. I'm sorry Ginny." She was staring at him as if he had sprouted wings and another head.
"But is-is this your final decision? You love her? I thought you loved me Draco," she said in a low tone. He looked away and closed his eyes.
"I do. I do love you. But Jeanie needs me. Yes I love her! I love her a lot. I can't say it to her, but I do. The child will need a father. I'm the father. I want to be the father. I didn't have a father growing up, and I want something different for my son." She stood up and grabbed her purse without looking at him.
"I understand about the son thing, but I don't get anything else you have said so far. I don't understand how you, out of the blue, just start loving her. I gave you a second chance Draco and you blew it. There won't be a next time. I hope you have really thought this through." She looked at him and he nodded. She felt the tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Ginny." She shook her head and grabbed her wand. She apparated without looking at him. Draco sighed and started to gather his things.
What if Jeanie already knew about Ginny and him? Would she accept what he has to say? After almost six months after they got together and he hadn't said anything of how he feels and then all of a sudden he tells her he loves her?
But if Jeanie knew about Ginny and him, wouldn't she have left him already? He didn't want her to leave him. He knew that now. Even though he loves Ginny, he does love Jeanie now. He might not love Jeanie the way he loves Ginny, but he loves them both in different ways.
He stood up and grabbed his wand getting ready to apparate. The thing he had gotten for Jeanie was burning a hole in his pocket. Would she like it? What would she think of it? Of him? He felt his stomach jump and flutter with nervous snitches. He had done this before and he was nervous that time also. What if she refused? What would he do then?
He shook himself and his thoughts and apparated.
Draco came home to find all the lights in the house off. He set his briefcase on the end table and hung his cloak on the coat-rack. There was a fire crackling on the hearth but that was the only lit thing in the house. He shrugged off his jacket and slung it over his arm while he loosened his tie. He was standing on the landing of the stairs and he could tell that the bedroom door was closed. He walked up the stairs and pulled his tie over his head. When he reached the door he reached out and turned the knob lightly. He nudged it with his shoulder and stepped into the room. A fire was going and he could see that the drapes had been pulled around the bed.
He closed the door with his foot and he saw the bed shift slightly. He threw his tie and jacket into a nearby chair and started to unbutton his shirt. He stood by the bed and pulled open the drapes to reveal Jeanie laying on her side and looking at him. He lowered himself on the bed and brushed his knuckles against her jaw. Her eyes fluttered closed and she pressed her face against his hand. He leaned down and when she opened her eyes he could tell she had been crying.
"Is everything all right?" he asked quietly. She bit her lip and nodded. He looked at her and his eyes traveled her body. The covers were at her hips and her nightgown was pushed up on her waist. The swelling of her breasts were pressed tightly against the flimsy nightgown. He raised his eyes to hers again. "You've been crying though." She heaved a sigh and sat up.
"It was nothing. I just visited Patrick today and I saw Remus. I'm glad you're home," she whispered to him. She leaned forward and kissed him. The kiss was soft and moist and he relaxed. He slipped his hands into her hair and kissed her back. She had never initiated a kiss before and now he found it odd that she was. His hand slipped to her stomach and caressed it lightly. He pulled back to strip out of his clothes then came to her. Again he laid his hand upon her stomach. She was lying on her back he was propped up on his elbows. She moved upward to where she was reclining against the wall and he had his mouth above her stomach. He kissed it gently and she closed her eyes against the tears. He was talking softly to her stomach and she smiled and listened to him.
His voice was soft and occasionally his lips would brush her stomach. He looked up at her and pushed the covers away from her body completely. He pulled her down beneath him and kissed her softly. His lips played upon hers and she sighed into it.
She snaked her arms around his neck and he had his hand on her hip. He squeezed it and she moaned softly. With his finger he traced a line from her hip to her belly button and then from her stomach down.
His hands caressed her of their own accord and his lips seared her. He lightly took a cloth-covered nipple in his mouth and sucked lightly. It was hard in his mouth and he swirled his tongue over it. Her breathing came in short gasps and then he gave her other breast the same attention.
He grabbed the hem over her nightgown and slipped it from her body and left her body glowing in the firelight. When they had made love the first time he hadn't known until after that she had been a virgin and he had been quite rough with her, but now he wanted to make up for it. He slipped off the only thing between them and lowered himself between her thighs. She was slick and wet, and she guided him into her. When he was in he nestled deep down inside her; he pressed his face against her shoulder as she had her arms around his neck.
He kissed her deeply and then began moving slowly. She closed her eyes and arched into him; moving with him. His breathing was ragged and he moaned softly in her ear as she said his name quickly and raspy.
"Oh Jeanie yes!" he cried as he sank into her quickly. She moaned and her muscles tightened. She said his name louder this time and their thrusts became quicker and more desperate. He cried her name as she did his and the light exploded around them. When he came he came fiercely and scalding. He moaned low and shuddered. Her muscles contracted around him as he came and her breasts were searing his chest. She groaned and then they lay there, entwined, breathing fast. He looked into her eyes, still breathing fast. He pulled away to lie on his side and pull her against him and to press kisses along her neck.
"Jeanie I-I have something I want to tell you." He swallowed convulsively. She looked at him with quizzical eyes. "Jeanie I--" Jeanie cut him off with tears welling in her eyes.
"You don't have to tell me. I know." Yet if she knew what he was about to tell her why was she crying? He brushed away her tears.
"What're you talking about? I don't think you know what I'm about to tell you. I've never told anyone this yet." She shook her head and pulled away.
"I'm not going to leave you. We can work it out. We can talk about it. But I want to know why?" He looked at her with confusion. She wasn't going to leave him? What was she talking about?
"I don't know what you're talking about love. We can talk about that later. Jeanie I I love you. What I want to know is" he didn't know how to ask. He looked at her nervously and grabbed her hand. He grabbed the box and opened it. He slipped the ring on her finger and stared into her golden eyes.
"Will you marry me?"
A/N: I know, I know! ducks from flying floppies and CD's I'm sorry! I had to leave it there. I hope I'm going to leave you in suspense now. But what do you think she'll say? I know that this wasn't a long chapter, but I didn't really have a lot to say in this one. I know some of you don't like Jeanie but I do. She's supposed to have a background that is quiet and kept secret. No one is supposed to know anything about her till later. You will find out about her later. Hopefully. So far I'm looking at closing the story at chapter twenty. About hmm 6 more chapters left. I'm not telling you the ending either!! :)
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