Ginny came out of the bathroom wearing a short brown dress, it was tied in a tight bow behind her and pulled in her figure to just the right hour glass shape. Her hair was down today and looked stunning next to the dark earth brown of the dress. Draco turned and looked her over, he'd taken to being the first to see her after she dressed for dinner, he loved her beautiful she looked when she walked out nervously and shyly.
"So?" she asked, gesturing to her body. Her legs were shown off, as the dress only hit her on mid thigh, and her ample breasts and small stomach were extremely arousing to Draco. "Merlin…" He whispered under his breath as his dress robes became increasingly tighter near his crotch.
She smiled and blushed as he continued to stare at her and she walked towards him; slipping on the small brown, sequence sandals that had been put out for her.
She walked up to Draco, inches from his face and he could feel her breath against his neck, causing him to gasp.
It had been a few weeks since Ginny had given in. Draco and her lessons were continuing but with each one they became less focused on evil curses and more on each other.
Just a while longer… then he'll be mine. She thought as she reached up, gently stroking his cheek then smiling and walking past him, leaving him breathless.
They walked down the grand staircase together, entering the dining room where Lord Voldimort was already sitting at his usual head-of-table seat.
The couple sat down across from each other, Ginny on Voldimort's right, Draco on his left, he smiled an evil smile at the young lady.
"Hello Ginny, and how are your lessons going." He said, trying to provoke her.
"Fine thank you, pass the pumpkin juice please." She said, trying to stand up to him, her unchallengeable character made the Dark lord frown. He turned to Draco and talked quietly, saying things that were inaudible to Ginny, but she cared not.
They had been sitting at the table for perhaps ten minuets before a large blonde man with a scar across his face ran into the room. He stopped before Volidmort, bowed and, still panting, relayed this message: "My lord, my master. Doumbledore, your hated rival, is dead." He paused momentarily, falling into another deep bow.
Ginny watched as the lord's face changed rapidly, first with boredom, perhaps for the fact that one of his lower minions was talking to him, then to wonder, and finally to undeniable glory. His smile widened and his red snake-like eyes glowed like fire.
"How did this happen, the old man wouldn't die to the likes of your power…" He said, not even caring that he'd insulted his Death eater's power.
"My lord, he was found in the Black Manor, Lestrange tipped us off and let us into the house. She was a good choice as a spy my master." He finished, obviously trying to suck up and failing miserably. After noticing his master's displeasure at his last sentence he quickly pulled from his robes a long black wand.
"Doumbledore's wand, m'lord." He announced greedily passing it on to Volidmort's waiting hands.
Ginny was trying to hide her horror. It is necessary for the plan… She reminded herself trying not to let the tears fall.
Voldimort grinned evilly at Ginny, then curiously his eyes turned to Draco, and his mouth turned to a frown. But it was a fleeting glance and then it was gone, Voldimort was back hovering over the black wand, "Leave." He said quickly to the servant, still kneeling. He stood, bowed twice and ran out of the room, obviously elated at his pleasure to the lord.
"Draco, You see this? This is the kind of thing you should be out doing." He said harshly then he turned back to eat again from the turkey that sat before him. Ginny's eyes locked with Draco's, they were full of hate.
"As you well know father, I am working on our plan, and it is essential for me to be here." He glared back, then stood up, grabbing Ginny's wrist and pulling her to her feet, "We will be retiring now." He said, before basically ripping her from her spot and dragging her towards the tall staircase.
"Draco slow down stop!" She said trying to pull back; he was hurting her wrist. He did as she asked, stopping pulling, slowing down, his breath was ragged and it was obvious that he was stewing to himself.
Get him wrapped around your finger… she thought quickly, before saying "Draco… what's wrong?" In he sweetest and most innocent voice ever. He turned back to her, as if he'd forgotten she was there. They were at his bedroom door now and he opened it, pulling her in after him.
"Nothing…" he muttered before taking off his jacket and shirt and throwing them on the floor, then collapsing into an armchair.
Get on his good side, Ginny thought again, walking over and sitting on his lap, so he couldn't reject her. "Draco, talk to me…" She said trying to entrance him, Just like that… a little more flirting and it will be so easy to slip out of here… She thought evilly, and then she noticed the two small drops on his cheeks. He tried to wipe them away quickly, trying to hide how he felt but it was useless. It was then that Ginny felt her hard shell break. All this time she'd been so built up with anger and pain and sorrow, and with those two tears on Draco's cheeks she could tell he felt the same.
Locked in a prison, surrounded by his father. The tears he'd wiped away were soon replaced and she moved her hand against his skin, gently cleaning them away.
He looked up into her eyes and sighed then said, "I'm just sick of this. I hate him…" He said, getting emotional again. Ginny held his hand and they talked for hours, Draco feeling himself open up more then he had in his entire life, and it felt wonderful he thought.
They lay in each other's arms, both talking quietly, very tired. "It's no point Gin," He'd taken to calling her that a while ago, "He's too powerful, and it's useless to fight, I'll have a good life. Rich, powerful. What is happiness anyway?" He said, making Ginny ache inside, it was so sad that he hurt like this.
"Draco," She turned to him, "Happiness is when you can smile for no reason and when your heart feels like it's going to burst constantly, and when you can look at something as simple as a flower and call it beautiful." She said knowingly. Draco stared into her eyes and thought to himself, you make me happy then… But he said nor shown this fact, and then turned over, claiming he was tired.
Ginny rolled onto her back, looking up at the canopy that covered the four poster bed and thought, So much for the plan…I can't use him… I can't even hurt him. I can't be in love again, I just can't. I won't get hurt like that again…
With these thoughts she roughly drifted off to sleep, not knowing what she was to do with her feelings or thoughts, but somewhere deep in her heart she smiled, knowing that Draco was sleeping next to her.
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