Love Behind the Shadows
Chapter Fifteen: A Little Piece of Heaven
Ginny trudged up the small staircase leading towards her room, a little bundle of presents balanced carefully in one freckled arm, the other limb clutching a rather large owl cage. It was Christmas Eve and as it was, the entire Weasley family had gathered together, with the exception of Percy, to celebrate the holiday. It would have been a splendid holiday, considering the amount of joy created by such a wonderful atmosphere but, in the condition Ginny was in … her thoughts were fixed elsewhere. All she could think of was Draco, even when she had gazed at the brightly wrapped gifts beneath the large pine; her thoughts remained fastened to the image of the platinum haired boy.
Slowly nudging her foot between the door itself and its frame, she eased it open and entered her room; her thoughts still a whirling tornado of images. Merlin, this is much harder than I expected … he just won't leave my mind be! A sudden urgent 'hoot' rang out, splitting the dense silence that had been filling the room, Ginny jumped.
"Oh Ravus, you bloody bird! Shut up!" she hissed, scowling down the magnificent creature.
Gently, she laid the metal cage upon her dresser, and then proceeded to unload the small cluster of gifts. The separation is killing me. He's all I can think about; every thought that pops into my head consists of him, or at least has to do with him! You'd think I would have been able to push him from my mind easily, considering our rough past. She shuttered at the thought. She hated thinking of before the two of them had fallen in love; it always made her reconsider their new relationship. Hmmmm, maybe that's the trick! If I think of all the horrible things he's done to me in the past, I'll forget about him in an instant! She smiled triumphantly to herself, and plopped down on her bed to begin the raging task.
But, after minutes of many failed attempts, and a handful of foot steps, as she paced, Ginny gave up. Bloody Hell! What is wrong with me! She thought angrily as she fell against her door, sliding down until she hit the wooden floor. I can't take this anymore, I just can't! Her thoughts continued to spin, and almost as if searching for a smidge of relief she buried her face in between her knees. Draco, please stop this … stop controlling me. She thought desperately, tears lingering in her eyes. Please.
Then, much to her dismay, the overwhelming emotions gave one last shake, and she broke down completely. Tears streamed down her cheeks like waterfalls, and her petite body shook like a miniature scale earthquake. What can I do? She thought worriedly, rubbing the tears from her eyes hurriedly. I have to see him, I just have to. If I don't … I-I she shuddered. I don't even want to think about it. Suddenly, through everything an almost heaven sent idea popped into her head. That's it!
Jumping up from the floor, she hurriedly rid her eyes of the remaining droplets blurring her vision. Then striding across the room, she threw open a desk draw, and dug around for a piece of parchment along with a quill and ink bottle.
"Aha!" she yelped triumphantly, as her hand met that of crinkled parchment.
Yanking the parchment free, she began scribbling on it quickly.
Dear Draco,
I need to see you, it's very important that I do. Meet me at the shrieking shack tonight at midnight..
Love,
Ginny
In one swift motion, Ginny rolled up the small scroll, and tied it to Ravus's ankle. Then, hurriedly throwing open a nearby window, she whispered his destination, and tossed him into the night sky.
"Please get there safely, please …" she whispered to the crisp winter air.
Slowly stepping back from the window, she pulled it closed, and retreated back to the warmth of her room. Glancing at her clock she mentally calculated how long she had to figure out exactly how she, herself was going to reach the shrieking shack. Hmmm, I could always try apparating. I mean, I have only tried it a few times … but, I'm sure it's not that hard.
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Ginny continued to pace the length of her room, her eyes flickering over towards the small clock sitting on her nightstand, the small illuminated numbers portraying 11:32. Okay, I can do this, I can do this. Ginny thought nervously, as she fixed her mind completely on apparating. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and focused everything she had on an image of the hallway just outside her door. Suddenly she felt the strong feeling as if something was pushing at her in all directions. Just as it began to become painful, it ceased. Curiously, Ginny opened one eye, and as she did so a full blown grin slid onto her lips.
"I'm a bloody genius!" she muttered, her triumphant smile still planted on her face.
Hurriedly she pushed open the door to her room, and snatching up her coat, she gave herself one last look over. Hmmm, she examined the red curls falling loose from her sloppy ponytail. Good enough, I suppose. Then with a quick smile, she sprinted quietly from the room, and down the steps. Creeping through the kitchen she slid on the gloves she had dug out from her coat pocket, and finally she reached the door leading outside. Slowly, she pushed aside the old wooden door, and almost instantly she was met with a wave of cold air.
Shivering slightly, she pulled her coat tightly around her, and ventured out into the winter wonderland. The night sky was a painting of glittering stars, the large round moon casting a warm glow down upon the frozen earth. A small smile played across the red head's lips as she gazed up at the picture perfect scenery but, then realizing there were things to be done, she shook from her dreamy state, and focused on the task at hand. Alright, Hmmmm … where should I apparate to first? Of course, I'm going to try it one more time … got to be sure I've
got it down. Ginny continued to ponder the situation, her brown orbs scanning the snow covered field as she did so. Aha!
Her eyes suddenly lit up. My tree, that's perfect! Then closing her eyes, she envisioned her tree; its swaying limbs, dead crisp leaves, and the large, round trunk rooting itself to the earth. A sudden 'crack' rang through Ginny's ears, and once more she opened one eye.
"Yes!" she yelped giddily, a cheery smile playing across her lips.
She glanced up, her eyes meeting that of tree limbs, and her smile brightened.
"This couldn't have gone any better!" she muttered to herself, circling the tree once.
Unexpectedly she stopped dead in her tracks; maybe I should try just one more time. You know, just to be sure. She thought again. Hurriedly she repeated the process, and once more she apparated successfully. The process continued, until Ginny had fully convinced herself that she was fully capable of apparating. Glancing down at her watch, her eyes widened.
"Bloody hell!" she shrieked, her body becoming numb quite suddenly.
The clocks hands stuck out vibrantly, glaring Ginny in the eye, they clearly stated it was five minutes passed midnight. For a moment, Ginny almost forgot what she had been set out to do. Her eyes widened but, just as a wave of worry came to crash down on her the task flashed before her eyes. Slowly she positioned herself a few feet away from the tree, and closing her eyes she cleared her mind of everything but a vivid image of the shrieking shack. Please, please work. She thought desperately just before, a loud crack echoed throughout her ears.
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Ginny stared wide eyed at the rickety old shrieking shack, It worked! It actually worked! Relief washed over her body, as her eyes remained fixed upon the wooden house cheerily. I can't believe I did it! I, Ginerva Weasley actually apparated! Slowly she began trudging through the snow, and up towards the house's iced porch. With each step brought an image of Draco, making her desire to see him grow greatly. She couldn't seem to push him from her mind, and the lingering thought that he might possibly just be behind the house's shaky walls, didn't help much.
Suddenly she felt her footing become unstable, and with no chance of saving herself the fall, she slipped and fell backwards landing hard on her butt.
"Bloody hell!" she hissed, glaring down at her sopping wet jeans. "This couldn't have gone worse …" she thought miserably, imagining Draco's cold laughter ringing through the air when her drenched pants met his eyes.
Carefully, she pushed up from the ground, and stood straight; brushing off the clumps of snow that had been sticking to her jeans, like glue. Then slowly but surely, she began climbing the hill towards the shack once more, muttering the whole time of how 'bloody annoying' this trip had begun. But with these words, always came the thought of Draco waiting patiently within the shacks walls; which was about the only thing keeping her from falling back on the snow and giving up completely. Suddenly, the porch seemed nearly a few feet away, and Ginny eagerly hurried forward.
"Finally!" she shrieked, practically tossing herself onto the porch and towards the front door.
As she flung herself forward, she felt the floor boards beneath her creak, moving slightly. Cautiously, she continued on, and slowly she opened the door. Much to her surprise, a wave of warmth crashed down all around her as the door opened, a smile played across her lips, and hurriedly she scurried inside. Her eyes flickered in all directions, taking in the shabby house. It appeared that the shack hadn't been used in ages, due to the dust collecting in practically every nook and cranny; even the furniture looked as if it had faded to a light shade of grey.
Continuing through the house, Ginny found an old room, which once was a lively living room, and plopped down on a musty old sofa. Her eyes grazed the old room; it's torn wallpaper, creaking wooden floors, and dusty fireplace until she finally felt that she had a good grip on her bearings. She remained fixed to the sofa, awaiting the presence of her secret lover. Finally after what seemed to be hours, Ginny tore herself away from the moldy couch and went outside.
"Where in merlins beard is the bloody idiot?" She whispered, rubbing her freckled arms; causing bursts of warmth to shoot up her limbs.
After standing in the doorway for quite sometime she re-entered the house, returning to her old spot on the sofa. What is taking him? I told him it was important, he had to have come! She thought her anger beginning to grow by the minute. Suddenly a 'creak' rang throughout the room, splitting the deadly silence Ginny had become almost accustomed to. Her brown orbs widened for a moment but, then all went quiet. Slowly, she breathed a sigh of relief and slid back into a calm state but, then another unexpected 'creak' split through the air. This time, she sat straight up, her eyes darting in all directions. Bloody hell! What is that?
She listened intently, and once again she heard the infamous 'creak'. Just as she moved to stand, a pair of strong hands slipped over her shoulders, massaging them gently.
"Hello Ginerva …" A voice whispered, there hot breath beating through her wisps of red curls.
Ginny jumped slightly, a long shiver rolling down her spine. "Dra-Draco?" she stuttered, desperately hoping it was in fact him.
The blonde nodded against her neck. "Yes?"
Ginny's eyes lit up and she spun around, practically throwing herself into Draco's arms. "Draco!" she shrieked, her bright smile seemingly lighting up the room.
Draco chuckled, "Well, hello to you to Gin." He said with a smirk.
The red head, stepped back slightly taking in his appearance slowly.
"Miss me?" Draco questioned, still smirking and one platinum brow raised.
Ginny was so entranced; she couldn't seem to make out his words, as she was gazing at him appreciatively.
"Gin …?" The Slytherin pursued curiously, shaking her shoulders lightly.
"Oh," she looked up. "Yes?"
"I said, did you miss me?" he inquired.
Ginny eyes went wide. "Of course I missed you! I missed you more than you probably missed me!" she shrieked overly excited.
Draco smirked, once again raising one skeptical brow. "And what makes you so sure?"
Ginny shrugged, "I don't know. I just missed you dreadfully, I doubt you missed me that much." She whispered, her eyes darting away from his gaze.
"Well," Draco stepped forward, closing the gap between the two. "You're wrong."
Ginny's eyes slowly slid onto Draco's lips, studying them intently. "Oh really?"
The blonde nodded. "Mhm, very wrong."
"Oh …" she mumbled, her eyes never leaving Draco's lips; even as the curled into a smirk.
Then before Ginny knew it her lips were pressed flush against his own, and her arms had slid around his neck securely. A smile slipped onto her lips as she felt his hands slip around her, holding her tightly against his firm chest. It was almost as if it wasn't real, the raging sense of love Ginny felt pulsing through her veins; she had never felt so strongly about someone in her life. His lips made her desires skyrocket, the feeling of just his mere touch drove her nerves over the edge, and just his very presence made Ginny weak in the knees.
Slowly, she felt the couple stumbling towards a set of stairs, and a frown set onto her features. Where in merlins name does he plan on going? She thought eagerly but, soon every thought was knocked clear from her mind as she was scooped up from the floor by a set of muscular arms, which began carrying her up the set of stairs. As the couple climbed up to the next floor, Ginny made sure that she kept a tight hold on him, while kissing his neck gently. Draco's lips quivered slightly as Ginny's sweet kisses intoxicated him more and more with each second that past.
"Oh … Gin." Draco murmured, pausing on the steps and leaning against the wall.
Ginny reluctantly pulled her lips away from his neck, and looked him in the eye, while shifting her weight so her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. "Yeah?" she questioned, her breath suddenly becoming caught in her throat as she gazed into the ice crystals that were Draco's eyes.
Draco took a deep breath, and ran a hand through his hair, his grip on Ginny faltering suddenly. Ginny's eyes widened as she felt one hand loosen on her, and almost instantly her legs circled around him tighter.
"Do you plan on dropping me, Mr. Malfoy?" She questioned sarcastically, smirking.
Draco raised a brow, and slowly the only hand holding her up loosened, Ginny gasped.
"You wouldn't dare …" she hissed.
Draco pulled her close against him, his grip tightening around her firmly. "Just a joke Gin." He whispered before claiming her lips passionately.
Ginny eyes widened at the intensity of the kiss, and she almost let go of him from surprise but, luckily Draco's grasp on her was strong enough to keep her up. Slowly her arms circled around his neck once more, and she nibbled on his bottom him as he began the trek back up the stairs. Ginny continued to tease Draco's lips, making his need to have her grow increasingly. She was driving him crazy, the way her hands moved slowly over his chest, her sweet intoxicating kisses, and the small huffs for air she made as he kissed her senseless; it all was all going to drive him over the edge.
Rather quickly the couple reached the peak of the steps, and without hesitation Draco kicked open a near by door, his lips still moving over Ginny's passionately. Ginny, peered around with one open and eye, and noticed that this particular room was not like any of the others. For instance, the bed was neatly made, and looked rather comfortable, with its black satin sheets, plush pillows, and dark sapphire comforter. The walls were painted a lighter shade of blue than the blankets, and had magnificent draperies, hanging low over the windows. Across the room, a large fire place was set into the wall, its crackling flames whipping about.
"Wow …" Ginny whispered breathlessly, as she pulled away from Draco slightly.
Slowly, Draco lowered Ginny to the floor, letting her stand and gaze at the room in awe.
"Lovely room if I do say so myself." Draco announced, looking around appreciatively.
Ginny glanced over her shoulder, looking at the blonde skeptically. "Did you," she paused. "Did you have anything to do with this?" she finally questioned.
"Hmmm … maybe." Draco answered, shoving his hands into his pockets casually.
Ginny watched him cautiously, not wanting to loose site of him for even the briefest moment.
"So," she began, stepping closer towards him. "You did? Didn't you?"
Draco smirked, "I told you, I might have had something to do with it."
Ginny raised a skeptical brow, stepping an inch closer. "Might?"
Draco nodded, not letting his guard down for even a second.
"Hmmm …" Ginny pondered, her eyes taking him gradually, getting her fill of each feature. "I think that, that small might is actually a rather large yes." She stated.
"Oh you do, do you?" he questioned.
Ginny nodded, her eyes never leaving his.
"Well," slowly his arm encircled her waist. "You might just be right."
Then in one swift motion Ginny found herself flush against Draco's firm chest, his breath raging down her neck.
She gulped inwardly, his presence affecting her deeply once more. "I might be?"
Draco nodded, and then dipping his head down, he captured her lips with his. Ginny eyes fluttered closed, the wanting skyrocketing almost instantly. Desperately dying to feel more, she slithered her hands up between the couple, and hurriedly began unfastening each button with care. Draco let out a sudden, unexpected gasp, causing Ginny's fingers to halt in their wake. She looked up, gazing at him curiously.
"Is something wrong?" she breathed, looking slightly restless.
Draco shook his head, gulping down a groan. "No … go on …" He urged.
With her brows knitted tightly together, Ginny gradually eased back into her previous actions, her fingers moving slowly down, releasing each button from its hole. Quite suddenly her finger nail skimmed across his bare chest, and once again an unexpected gasp flew from Draco's lips. Hmmmm. Ginny thought, a sly smile curling upon her lips as she did it once more; in which another gasp split through the air. Gazing upwards, Ginny shot Draco a quick smirk and continued on, until each and every button had been unfastened. Just as the last button fell loose, Draco crashed his lips down upon Ginny's hungrily, kissing them raw.
Surprised by such intensity, the red head stumbled backwards slightly, her back colliding with the solid bed post. Draco's eager hands roamed over her petite figure freely, pushing her hard against the wooden post as he tore every layer of clothing from her upper body. This process proceeded on each student, until each one was left standing in there undergarments. Ginny watched in curiosity as Draco's hands slid around her upper body, his fingers fiddling with the clasp on her bra teasingly. Her eyes fluttered closed, as a wave of passion crashed down on her quite suddenly, and she felt her own fingers skim down towards the waistband of his boxers.
Before she realized what she was doing, she felt the sleek silk of Draco's boxers, as she hooked two fingers beneath his waistband, followed by a sharp intake of breath. She paused for a moment, teasingly rubbing a finger on his upper thigh lightly then slowly began easing his boxers from his hips. Suddenly, she felt his hands fly from her bra, and slam against her own, pressing them tightly against his skin.
"Ginny …" he breathed, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
"Hmm?" she mumbled, blinking a few times as she tried to ease her senses.
"Are you sure-I mean … is this what you want?" Draco questioned begrudgingly.
For a moment, there was a long willful silence but, then almost as it had started it was ceased by the two words Draco had been dying to hear all night.
"I'm yours." Ginny answered, looking up at him with her glistening chocolate eyes.
Draco smirked, and then twirling her around slightly, he pushed her onto the bed.
"I thought you'd never suggest such a thing." He teased, clambering atop her overheated body.
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Hours later, the couple laid motionless in bed, both of there chests rising up and down quickly, beads of sweat slicking their bodies, and the most utterly undeniable feeling of love coursing through each of there veins. Ginny took in a deep breath of air, running a hand through her red curls, pushing them from her eyes. Draco, who remained still beside her gave a sudden shift, and encircled an arm around Ginny, pulling her closer.
"Hmmmm …" the red head hummed pleasantly, snuggling up against his firm frame.
Draco smiled, and gently dropped a kiss atop her head.
"I love you." Ginny murmered, her eyes closed, and her breaths slowly beginning to even out.
"I love you too, Gin." Draco whispered, stroking her hair gently.
Soon enough, both students had fallen to exhaustion, and fell into a deep state of sleep.
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A/N: Wow, I know you all hate me for such a long wait! And I bet you anything I lost a ton of fans for it too, sheesh what is up with me? Well, there's been quite a bit going on lately, for instance my mom was in the hospital only last week, and now school starts up within a week and four days! So, I have been quite the busy beaver; what with helping out my mom and getting things done for school! So, just please forgive me for such a long wait! REVIEW!
