Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. There are probably a few cliché lines in here too that I do not own.
WARNING: ADULT MATERIAL UP AHEAD! VERY SMUTTY AND MAY OFFEND SOME. IF YOU FIND THIS OFFENSIVE, PLEASE DO NOT READ FROM THE ! LINE DOWN!
Draco fastened the remaining button, his experienced fingers trailing over the fine America fabric. He ran a hand through his long platinum hair and instinctively reached for his gel. His hand pausing halfway to the bottle, Draco looked up into his mirror, once again reaching for his hair. He retracted his hand and gave his hair another tousle for good measure. He instead reached for his platinum Rolex president, glancing at the time and stepping out of his bathroom. Closing the clasp on the watch, he took a seat on the edge of his massive bed, efficiently tying his black designer shoes. Draco stood, taking another look into his large antique mirror.
"You look very handsome," the mirror purred at him, making Draco smile.
"Thank you," he replied, his smile still intact.
"My, if I was a young mirror again…" she suggested, making Draco chuckle.
"I'm afraid you'd have no chance," he said apologetically. "I'm taken."
"My, wasn't that terribly romantic?" a familiar, slightly mocking voice said from the doorway. Draco smirked, glancing into the mirror and catching sight of Blaise standing in the doorway.
"You know, you CAN knock. I would have thought the concept wouldn't be quite so foreign to you still."
Blaise waved his hand carelessly, once again managing to evade the discussion. "I see no use for knocking. It takes too much time."
Draco rolled his eyes, a small smirk possessing his lips. Blaise walked up behind Draco, appraising his appearance with a satisfied smile. "You like this one, don't you?"
"Why would you say that?" Draco asked with a smirk, lifting one eyebrow.
"You're wearing your Gucci cologne," Blaise commented. Draco smiled; he should have known Blaise would catch that.
"Indeed I am."
"You only wear it when you really want to impress someone," Blaise commented with a knowing look.
"I like this one Blaise," Draco said, giving a genuine smile. "And I know I am not alone."
"Think what you like," Blaise commented lightly, though he too had a smile on his face. "Let's go get our girls, eh mate?" He asked, clapping Draco on the back and heading toward the door.
"Yeah," Draco answered, smiling once again as he turned as well and gathered his jacket, leaving the room.
Ginny set aside her spell weary wand as the last ringlet of fiery red hair fell into place. Madison and Pansy likewise rested their wands and the three looked into Pansy's full wall mirror. As the girls stood, examining each other's looks, Madison's smile slid into a smirk.
"Damn, we look good."
The girls grinned and took another look, as if confirming the statement.
"I get the distinct feeling that Ginny won't be the only one getting some tonight," Pansy said with a grin. Madison burst out laughing, her hand over her mouth and Ginny looking a bit uncomfortable, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. She ignored the nervous knot that had tied itself in her stomach. She felt the knot loosen as a fleeting image of Draco passed through her mind, reminding her of her decision. Madison and Pansy, completely oblivious to her thoughts, checked the mirror one last time.
"Well, our boys are waiting," Pansy announced.
"Knowing Blaise, not very patiently either," Madison giggled. The girls smiled and collected their purses from the counter, sashaying out of Pansy's bathroom, their thoughts each on the man awaiting them at the bottom of the stairs.
"Bloody hell," Blaise cursed, checking his watch for the sixth time. "They were supposed to be down here at 8:00! That's PM, NOT AM!"
Draco chuckled lightly from his position at the bottom of the stairs. He could clearly see Blaise slumped haphazardly over one of the fine leather chairs, legs dangling over the arm. He smirked and retorted in a sarcastic tone, "Wow Blaise. It's as though you've never been to one of these."
Blaise lifted his head to scowl at Draco, but instead rose from the chair as he heard footsteps on the stairs. Draco just smirked again and turned his attention to the stairs, when he promptly found his breath had vanished at the sight before him.
Ginny stepped down the large stone steps behind Madison and Pansy, her strappy silver heels clicking against the cold marble. She looked up to the bottom of the stairs and felt her pulse quicken. Draco stood at the bottom of the steps and Ginny could immediately see why people said he looked like a sex god. He wore straight black trousers, which Ginny noticed with a slight blush, accentuated his arse quite nicely. His shirt was exceptionably white, made from a material that looked unbelievably touchable. The top few buttons were left open, revealing a patch of pale white skin. His long blonde hair was long and loose, falling just below his ears in a charmingly rumpled manner. Ginny felt her heart skip a beat as she caught his gaze, his silver eyes piercing into her with an unmistakable look of lust and love that made her feel weak at the knees. She looked away, embarrassed by his open display of affection as she neared the bottom step.
Draco tried to ignore the flutter that rose in his stomach as he caught sight of Ginny, a vision of fiery beauty. Ginny wore a forest green evening gown, made of a dull luster material that flowed with her every step and contrasted magnificently with her porcelain white skin. It was halter style, with a gorgeous plunging neckline and a modest amount of back showing. The fabric clung loosely to her stomach, humbly emphasizing her slim waist. The silky material floated down about floor-length, but a single slit on her right leg to mid-thigh added the perfect sensual appeal. Most girls wearing this dress could easily have looked cheap or slutty, but with Ginny's class, it only increased her appeal. Her fiery auburn hair was curled in large coils, half cascading down her back and the rest pulled into a messy bun at the crown of her head. A few rebellious curls framed her face and Draco noticed a shine of silver in the soft light. He saw, in joy, the white gold chandelier earrings dangling from her ears, the emeralds glittering. Her makeup was light as always, just a bit of pink gloss, but today, Ginny had also added a touch of green shadow behind her eye lids, bringing out flecks of green Draco hadn't seen before. He gazed at her, mesmerized and completely enraptured. She caught him staring and looked down, looking a bit embarrassed at the attention he was giving her. Draco felt his fire grow stronger at this small act.
Ginny stepped down, looking at Draco with affectionate eyes and a warm smile. "Hello handsome."
"Hello gorgeous," he said with a smile, pulling her into a soft, gentle kiss immediately. Her warm lips kissed him back hungrily. He pulled away, grabbing her hand and glancing over her again. "You look astounding."
He bent forward, grasping one of her small hands in his and giving her a light kiss on the back of her hand. She laughed as he wrapped his arm around her waist, leading them from the rooms.
"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself," she said, giving him a wink. He raised an eyebrow, and captured her lips briefly.
"I know…"
Ginny laughed again, pulling herself against him more as the group approached the doors. The doors, which were magically spelled to open for the guests, swung open into the Great Hall, music and laughter reaching their ears as they stepped inside. Ginny smiled as she saw the festooned room.
The Great Hall was entirely illuminated by candlelight, cream-colored sticks of wax alight every few meters. Gigantic Christmas trees were positioned in every corner, their branches heavy with large silver ornaments. The ceiling above depicted the dark gray sky outside, with fat, white snowflakes floating down, melting just above the people's heads. The main floor had been cleared, and a few dozen tables encompassed the center. Great wreaths of garland dangled from the walls and tables, their rich scent flooding the entire hall. Tiny bits of mistletoe were fixed all over, some placed in unknowing places, hoping to catch couples in their midst.
As soon as the Slytherins stepped into the room, a number of people took a break from their activities to stare at the couples. Ginny felt her cheeks burn as she noticed the looks of several male students on her, and instinctively held Draco tighter. She noticed almost immediately the Gryffindors, gathered together at one of the small tables. Her heart ached a little bit when she noticed the familiar red head at the table, who was obviously purposely trying to ignore her. Seated next to him was Harry, who she noticed with slight disgust and discomfort, was tactlessly surveying her with lusting eyes. His arm was wrapped around Hermione, who glared hatefully at Ginny as she walked in. A flash of anger passed through her as she noticed a hungry expression on Hermione's face as looked at Draco and she instinctively pulled Draco closer, a small smile gracing her face when she saw Hermione narrow her eyes. Ginny took a small breath and continued to walk with Draco and the other two partners to a large table, where they seated their belongings and took to the dance floor.
A half an hour later, Draco and Ginny pulled away from the main floor, both a bit spent from dancing.
"I'm going to go see if I can find us some butterbeers," Draco told her as she sat down. She nodded eagerly and he gave her a brief kiss before walking away. Almost the second she walked away, Hermione slipped into Draco's vacant seat.
"Yes?" Ginny asked coldly, as Hermione made herself comfortable in the chair.
"My, what a reception for an old friend," she retorted, her bottom lip jutting out in fake hurt. Ginny just looked back at her coolly, an eyebrow raised in annoyance as she waited for Hermione to speak.
"Was there something you wanted, or are just hoping to ruin my day?"
"Well I suppose a bit of both. See, I do want something very badly. Ruining your day would just be a bonus."
"Well?"
Draco chose that moment to return, noting with a quizzical look his not vacated chair and its occupant.
"Here you are, love," he said, handing Ginny her butterbeer with a smile, then turning his gaze back to Hermione, whom he regarded quite coolly.
"May I enquire as to why you are vacating my chair?" He asked her frostily. She gave him a sly smile and stood.
"Just keeping it warm," she practically purred, stepping aside as he took a seat. She gave Ginny an evil look as she sat on the arm of the chair, draping her legs over Draco's lap. She looked over at Ginny with a malicious smirk on her lips. "I told you I wanted something."
Ginny, contrary to being angry, just smiled as she stood, butter beer in hand. She looked down at her Hermione from her height, who seemed to be unfazed. But Ginny caught the fleeting look of anxiety in her eyes as Ginny towered over her.
"Oh Hermione, hasn't anyone told you?" She asked sweetly. Ginny's smile turned to a smirk as she upturned her open butterbeer bottle upon Hermione's head. "You can't always get what you want."
She smiled satisfyingly as the frothy drink ran down Hermione's muddy brown locks onto her pure white dress. Nearly the entire hall had caught the ordeal and was laughing amusedly at Hermione's state. Hermione's face was contorted in pure anger and surprise as she pulled her sopping wet hair out of her eyes. She stood and looked down at herself. Ginny instead sauntered over to Draco's chair, promptly seating herself on his lap.
"You…" Hermione spluttered, reaching for her wand.
"Ah ah ah…" a soft male voice warned. "I wouldn't be trying that if I were you."
Hermione looked up to find Blaise, Draco, Andre, and every other male in Slytherin gathered in a circle around them with their wands pulled and pointed at Hermione. Hermione narrowed her eyes in complete rage and put her wand away. She looked almost hopefully at Draco, and let out a strangled cry when Draco instead pulled Ginny's face to his and gave her a passionate kiss. She stomped her foot forcefully against the ground and was rewarded with a broken heel. With a cry of frustration she made her way through the parted Slytherins with a last glare at Ginny. As soon as Hermione had left the circle, Ginny grinned broadly in merriment.
"Thanks boys," she told the Slytherins and smiled as they walked away, smirking madly.
"My little firecracker," Draco told her, shaking his head in laughter.
"You're all mine," she told him with a smile, giving him a brief kiss. At that moment, a slow song started.
"May I have this dance?" He asked with a smile. She returned it and stood.
"Yes."
They made their way to the dance floor, Draco leading Ginny by the hand and twirling her into his arms. Ginny laughed as they clasped hands in traditional slow dancing. She rested her head on his chest, enjoying the sound of the soft music and the feeling of Draco's warm body nestled up against her. Draco held her gently in his arms, holding her closely and taking in the sweet scent of her hair. His eyes closed as he rested his head on top of Ginny's. As the song ended, Draco didn't pull away.
"Let's get out of here," Draco whispered in her ear, his warm breath trailing over her ear, leaving trickles of delight running down her spine.
"Any plans?" She asked with a smirk, ignoring the small nervous knot that began to form.
"I'm sure we could find some," Draco suggested, obviously indicating a make out session. He, of course, was completely oblivious to the knowledge that their make out session would become something more. She smiled and they made their way back to the table, retrieving their belongings and giving their goodnights to the group. Ginny caught the suggestive winks Madison and Pansy sent her as she exited and felt a bit of pink rise to her cheeks.
WARNING! SMUT SCENES! DO NOT READ IF OFFENDED EASILY!
They made their way back to Draco's room, through Draco's beautiful entrance, where Draco immediately enveloped Ginny in a ardent kiss, gently pushing her through the entry way. She let out a small giggle as Draco pushed her down onto the couch, his arms encircling her small waist. He kissed her back hungrily and Ginny felt herself kissing him just as intensely. She felt his hand run down her back where it rested on her firm arse. She ran her fingers through his silky tresses, gasping lightly as he moved his lips to her neck, his mouth sucking at a pulse point right below her ear. Draco gave a small shudder as he felt Ginny's cool, small fingers run up his shirt, over his rippled muscles. Ginny felt his hand travel to her stomach, his hand running over the soft fabric that was snug over her waist. It traveled up until it reached her soft breast, his fingers softly running over her smooth silk bra. She moaned, feeling her nipple harden. Draco upon hearing her moan felt his member grow stiff. He ran his finger over her nipple and she moaned again, breaking her lips away from his kiss.
"Make love to me Draco," Ginny told him breathlessly. He looked down at her in surprise, panting slightly.
"Are you sure?" He asked her, knowing he desperately wanted to. But he had vowed he would wait until she was ready.
"I've never been so sure," she told him, her lusty eyes filled with genuine consent.
She pulled his lips to hers again and hungrily ran her tongue over his bottom lip. He kissed her back, picking her up from the couch and carrying her to his bedroom.
He placed her on his bed, straddling her in between his legs. He went to work sucking on her neck, his hand running all over her body as she hastily unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it off of him and throwing it carelessly to the floor. She pushed him down to the bed so they were on their side, Draco still tantalizingly teasing her neck with his tongue. He used his available hand to pull down the zipper of her dress, slipping it carefully over her head and to an empty chair. He looked at her lingerie and stared hungrily.
"You were ready for this," he muttered into her mouth, embracing her lips once more. She only smirked as she worked the belt off of his waist. She pulled his black dress slacks and drawers off, tossing them to the floor with the rest of their clothing. She ran her fingers through his hair, breathing heavily as he made his way down her neck to the small silky black bra that nestled her pale breasts. He licked and nipped her neck and shoulders, making her moan involuntarily as he worked off her bra.
Once her breasts were free from the material, he took them into his hands, working them gently in his hands and he kissed her fervently again. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he flipped her on her back again. She moaned as he massaged her breasts more forcefully and gasped when his lips parted from hers to encircle her nipple. As his lips closed around her now rock-hard nipples, his tongue too circled them, flicking carelessly over the hardened nipple. Ginny moaned as his mouth made his way down her body, licking and kissing every inch of her stomach as his hand stayed enclosed on one breast. With his other hand, he reached down and ever so slowly pulled down her matching panties.
She let out a small whimper of pleasure when his mouth explored her warmth, the sensation of his tongue running over her clit making her raise her hips and elicit a loud moan. He smiled and raised himself, now finally getting a close look at Ginny completely nude. She was like a painting, her impossibly fair skin contrasting sharply with her vivid red hair. Her humble breasts jutting from her chest, the nipples peaked and hard. Her face was flushed already from the activity and her eyes were filled with such warmth and lust that it made Draco's member harden excruciatingly. She blushed a bit under his gaze.
"You're an angel," he murmured as he descended upon her, taking her soft pale flesh under his fingers. Ginny felt his stiff member against her waist and smiled. Here was something she could do. She wrapped her small fingers around it and grinned as it elicited a small hiss from the blonde. She ran them slowly up and down his length, pleasantly surprised with his size. She brought her hand to his tip and ran her thumb over it, making Draco groan deeply and buck his hips a bit. She gave him a small kiss and slid down further, letting her lips encompass his length making him moan again and close his eyes in pure bliss. She licked him and bit him softly making him groan again.
Growling, he pulled himself down to her level and captured her lips. Cupping one of her breasts in his hand, he once again took focus to her warmth. Using his other hand, his slid a finger into her wet warmth, smiling as she closed her eyes and groaned deeply, bucking her hips up towards him. He worked it in her for a while and removed it, not wanting to make her peak before he was in her. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, her lusty eyes filled with trust. He positioned himself over her entrance and she spread her legs as far as she could.
"This may hurt, but I'll take care of you," he whispered to her. He quickly grabbed his wand, muttering a contraceptive spell and captured her lips in a hard kiss as he swiftly entered her. She gasped and let out a small cry in his mouth but he just kissed her back and slowly began making his way in and out of her. The pain passed quickly and she soon began enjoying the thrusts. She wrapped her legs around Draco's waist, pressing him in further. She felt her head begin to spin and knew she was close to coming. Draco saw the look unfocused look in her eye and knew. He speed up quickly as she peaked, crying his name so loudly it rang in the room. With her walls closing around him, he too came, spending himself in her with a deep thrust and loud groan. Without removing himself from her, he collapsed on top of her, rolling off quickly and lying face to face with her. They were both panting and flushed.
"That was…" Ginny began. She finished with another breathtaking kiss, pulling his to hers.
"You were incredible," Draco told her. "I love you."
"I love you too…" She told him with a smile. He returned in and kissed her briefly once again. He suddenly remembered something and turned away, reaching to his nightstand drawer for a large velvet bag. He handed it to Ginny.
"I meant to give this to you after the ball. It's your last present," he told her.
"Draco…" she said softly, pushing the bag away.
"You gave me your virginity, this is the least I can do," he told her with a smile. She smiled back and accepted the bag. Pulling open the green drawstrings, she gasped as she upturned the bag and a beautiful silver necklace fell into her palm. The pendant was a large dark silver dragon, with minute detailing on every inch. Every last small scale was sketched on it, from its great body to its whipping tail. The eyes were small green emeralds that were mesmerizing to look at. Ginny fingered the pendant in awe.
"It's so stunning," she told him, as he lifted the necklace from her hands.
"I know you are," he whispered in her ear as he gathered her hair to the side and fastened the necklace. She smiled warmly at him and looked at the necklace again. Ginny nestled into his chest and he held her until heard her breathing slow. HE pulled back and looked at Ginny, who was sleeping peacefully. As he looked at her, completely naked and still flushed from the sex, with only the silver dragon around her neck, he thought that had to be the most glorious thing he had ever seen.
Author Note: Well, I really have run out of our excuses. What can I say? I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Truly! I just got stuck! NO excuses I know. I'm so sorry. I hope you haven't completely forgotten! I will make the next update MUCH quicker though!
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